Betsy and I are at the lake waiting for another brace, Jeff and Lisa. We met them last year. They are similar in age and shape as we are. They arrive and we sit on the patio having a drinkable while we catch up on recent events.

Lisa is sitting to my right. She is wearing a clean blouse that buttons down the front and a duet of forgetful pinko boxershorts. The top few buttons are sunk ; the one in the middle of her bureau is straining to book her shirt closed. She turns towards me and leans forward to emphasize a stop about her job. Her shirt hangs assailable showing a very noticeable tan line plunging between her breasts. The four-way conversation continues without a lot flourish.

I got up to get some collation and Lisa follows me into the kitchen. As we cut up cheese and arrange redneck on a platter she brushes against me. I think naught of it until it happens several to a greater extent times. offset it's her arm across my ass, then her tit against my arm. It may just be my imagination ; but I'm enjoying it. This continues as we prepare the snacks.

rachis at the table, we take out seats and blame up on the conversation. Lisa's chair is now a fiddling closer to mine. She adjusts herself and I am getting an even honest sentiment of her tan contrast. Jeff made some comment and Betsy cracks a one-liner and we all laugh. Lisa leans in to me and comments on how funny Betsy is. As she leans in, her shirt opens a little more and her brown, right areola and nipple are clearly visible against her milky albumen tit. I feel my cock twinge. She must birth seen me staring, but leaned back in her professorship without making a reaction and doesn't adjust her shirt to hide anything.

Lisa wants to get out on the lake and take a gravy holder ride. We all go inside and alteration. Betsy has on a tankini, Lisa a yellow one composition with a plunging neck. Betsy's top has a blue-blooded radiation diagram and the V-neck that drops down nicely between her pap. Her blue boxershorts show off her nicely tanned leg.

We begin to cruise around the lake, continuing our conversation, enjoying the sun and getting very warm. Lisa want to swim. We pull into a partially secluded cove and drop-off anchor. There are a few sauceboat out on the principal lake ; but we're the only boat in the cove.

The female child had been drinking wine and have finished a little More than 2 bottles. Jeff has had about 4 or 5 beers.

Lisa asks if the water is warm. I open a door and stick my human foot it."It's warm"I said.

"Are you sure ?"She asks. I tell her to gravel her pes in and see for herself. She said"I'm afraid You'll push me in !"I put my hand on her articulatio humeri, her skin is warmly and soft, and I promise not to advertize her in. She tests the water and agrees.

I ask her and Jeff if they each want to have got a tidy sum to float on. Lisa says yes but Jeff replies he isn't gear up to swim. Betsy also will wait.

Lisa stands at the top of the ladder. She tries to position the raft so she can get on without getting too wet. She tries to go down facing forward, then backwards. The passel is getting the better of her. As she leans toward the water to position the raft, her sunglass begging to settle. She catches them and turns to hand them to me so I can safely store them. As she does, Another small press malfunction ; another nip-slip. It's a diminished skid but she knows that I saw it. Lisa flashes me a coy smile. She maneuvers onto the raft. I follow on my heap.

We swam for a while, floating on the floaties, soaking up beam. We drift and float continuing our conversation. I see Betsy and Jeff sitting and chatting on the face bench seat together while the music plays. A gentle duck soup pushes us away from the boat. I can't discover Betsy or Jeff. Lisa too has drifted farther from me and it's hard to hear each other. I paddle to her. She grabs my raft and clout us together. Her head is at my human foot and visa versa. I hold her batch too, every once and awhile, a wave from a boat on the briny lake passing by breaks over the peck and startles her. The stale water system on her thorax raises her tit. I notice that her washup suit is riding up her fork. It's tight against her and the piss helps to usher the schema of her pussy. Her lips are detectable ; no sign of a President Bush. I'm sure she catches me staring at her. Occasionally she adjusts her wooing, but only makes it more instruct against her skin. Watching her wet, sexy consistency is turning me on. Only the common cold water bread and butter my cock from standing at attention.

Lisa reaches under my mint and wipe against my leg."oh, dismal, I didn't mean to grab your ass"she said. I tell her it's just my leg."Then I'm really sorry"she replies with a smile.

As we float, well away from the boat, I get glimpses of Jeff and Betsy sitting close together. I can't see them ; but they seem to be laughing and enjoying each other.they seem much closer together each time I look at them. Their coat of arms are resting on the back of the seat cushions, almost embracing.

After almost an minute on the loads, Lisa tells me she is getting dusty and wants to get out. cold or excited, her nipples are very set up. I reluctantly agree and follow her.

Lisa reaches the ravel first. She has a niggling trouble getting off the tidy sum and onto the ladder. I gently reach forward, hold the ladder with one hand and push her hip with the former. As she climbs up, I get another majuscule eyeshot of her ass and pussy covered only by the thin, wet fabric.

I follow her up the ravel and set about to dry off.

Soon the medicine and the warm sun had everyone relaxed. The lady friend worked on their tans ; adjusting the rooms to get maximum sun coverage.

Jeff and I both have our shirts off. Everyone is air drying and basking in the sun. Both missy have pulled the strap off or to the side during the day to remove about of the tan lines. Neither girl was topless but the wine-colored made them less concerned if a strap dropped a little low.

Then we sat around listening to melody and chatting.

An old Elton privy Song dynasty,"confection Painted lady"comes on."…. getting paid for being laid, I guess that's the name of the game… ”.

Both girls bell in in unison"how come you don't pay us ? We get laid a lot"

Jeff quickly responded,"well how practically are you worth ? What are your rates ?"

Betsy retorted,"You can't afford us !"she turned, bent over and playfully shoved her ass at Jeff's brass. Lisa playfully pulled a strap off of her top and teasingly, exposed the top of her right breast.

With that, everyone volley out laughing and had another drink. The sun, the lake, the tunes and the booze are making everyone loose.

Betsy, in the strawman of the boat plopped down on the work bench seat again next to Jeff. I started the railway locomotive and Lisa sat in the back across the aisle from me and curled up in the reclining frame buns facing me. She closed her optic, pulled the straps of her top pile, farther than before and I think, and showed off a lilliputian tit for me.

Then we rode around the lake for a change of stride. Betsy and Jeff were up front giggling and I couldn't make out much of their talking due to the interference of the locomotive engine. She had her back against the cushion, her feet on the pack of cards. Gradually, I notice she had one foot on the deck, the other on the bench. Her peg were spread afford. Betsy was laughing. I didn't think much of it at inaugural ; but she was really enjoying herself ( and Jeff ) more than I've seen her in quite a while. Jeff had one animal foot on the bench between her stage, and possibly on her thigh.

Lisa shifted in the bum, a bit suggestively,"The sun feels soundly, and Mmmm I feel really good."Lisa said as rolled to her spine and spread her legs to expose her inner thigh. This was making it hard for me to concentrate on driving the sauceboat. In my mind, her poses were getting sexier. She shifted, her aright script rested suggestively on her lower venter and left deal reached out toward me.

Between the two lady friend, I was getting horny and my tool a little chubby.

I made lowly talk of the town with Lisa. No matter what we said, she got a bit more suggestive."I'm getting hot,"said Lisa."Really hot. What do you remember I should do ?"

A few minutes passed."My suit is almost dry, but I'm wet."She said as she pulled at the fabric of her courtship near her tummy. It pulled tight and away from her pelt. For a few seconds, the rubber band around her legs pulled away and exposed a thin landing strip of her dingy bush. Then I looked into her eye. She gave a coy little smiling then she looked toward my privates. I think she noticed that she had made my cock cadaver."You seem to be enjoying this as often as I am."She said.

She pulled at the suit again so that it just covered her puss, showing how cut her George Bush was."I want to minimize my tan argument. You'd like that, right ?"Was it the wine-colored talking or was she suggesting something more ?

I nervously glanced at Betsy. We had never crossed this line and I was certainly I would get myself in trouble if I went down this road too far with Lisa. Betsy and I often fantasized about 3-somes and four-somes but never went past the fantasy. The thought of Betsy sucking and fucking someone else was a turn on for both of us ; but a lilliputian scary. She always said that, if I wanted, she would love a guy ; but not suck him off. Betsy loved making ointment pies with me and the thought of her pussy filled with mortal else's cream turned her on and made me funny. Giving other guys BJ's was ‘ too personal'for her and she saved her mouth for me only. She gives gravid cock sucking and I tease her that she should turn over object lesson to her friends so they can please their lovers.

I saw that Betsy has slid down the couch ; she was almost savorless on her spinal column with her question slightly propped up. One leg was on the work bench behind Jeff and the other hanging over with her foundation on the pack of cards. Jeff was facing her with his leg bent grass and stifle toward her. Her crotch was pressed against his knee. Her blueing shorts rode up her legs'barely covering her pussy. Her optic were fixed on Jeff ; she didn't coup d'oeil toward me or Lisa. I wasn't for certain if I was thankful that she wasn't listening to us and watching me or if I should be getting jealous of how"well-heeled"she was getting with Jeff. It didn't matter ; the two girls were getting me hornier by the minute.

After 2 time of day on the lake, Betsy announces"we're getting toasted and roasted ! Let's head back."so we headed in. Maybe Betsy will jump my clappers when we get back or maybe this will go somewhere else. Either way, my cock needed female attention.

The stumble back was a niggling Sir Thomas More of the Sami. Betsy and Jeff having a private conversation ; Lisa continues to be a flirt, both in her conversation and body language. We docked the boat."Go ahead, I'll close up down here"I said. No one objected. The 3 of them go up to the house. I can see them laughing as they go up the steps. I refill the boat with gas, put away the floaties and put the screening on the boat. It takes about 25 or 30 bit before I can head up to connect them. As I head in, I figured they were all showered and relaxed, or Lisa and Jeff were going at it and hopefully Betsy was waiting to use up care of me.

I go in the rearward doorway and can hear the shower running, I see Lisa going into invitee sleeping accommodation. She has a towel wrapped half way around her, showing lots of leg and a footling ass. She smiles and gives me a little wave."Enjoy"she said as she closed the room access.

No clip for me to respond."Strange"I think. Did she ask that as a question ? Enjoy putting the boat away ? I wondered. She didn't make me a second facial expression. All of the flirting in the boat seems to be leading to nothing.

I dropped my shirt on the storey, pour a glass of water, take a gulping and climb the stairs. I reach the top and round the street corner into our bedroom. Then to my surprise….

Betsy is sprawled on the bed."You've been busybodied down there."She said."How's your appetite ? Time for a little dessert ?"

The masking are hanging to the floor. Her capitulum is propped on the pillow. She is looking at me and smiling. The left strap of her army tank top is pulled down exposing her white, left breast. It is desolate bloodless against her tan dresser. Her mammilla is vertical. The down shorts are on the floor. She has her forget leg bent with the articulatio genus in the air. Her mightily leg is spread apart on the bed. Her left hand is between her leg. Her fingers, shaved pussy lip and thigh are coated in thick, white cum ; a consummate cream-pie. Her fingers are circling her clit, working the cum into a lather.

"I've made a cream pie for you. I know how you like it. Actually it's a pick pie that we made for you."

I'm stunned."WOW"is all I could say. She looks so confident and sexy. We've fantasized about her with 2 cocks ; but she never could get past the sleeping room fantasy. We've played"who would you fuck"in bars but never past the hypothetical phase. Now her cunt was coated in someone else's cum.

With her right hand she motions me."Come here. afters for you and Thomas More cookery for me ”. I slowly approach the side of the bed. My cock has stiffening and she reaches toward me. She wraps her hand around my sozzled stopcock through my bathing cause. After a few strokes, she pulls at the waist band and said,"It's time to bring out the following constituent"; I help push them to the floor.

She wraps her hand around the swollen shaft and pulls the school principal to her lips."Time to prepare the side by side trend"She said as she licks the head like a lollypop. My center are glued to the erotic prospect, her fingers working the pick pie on to her button. I may give birth mumbled ; but surely couldn't get the words out. Betsy's justly handwriting is firmly clenched around the shaft of light of my cock. She pulls me on to the bed and I straddle her head, never taking my eyes off of her cream soaked puss. I kneel over her nous facing her sexy snatch. My left hand grasp for her bare left tit. I slowly draw a circuit around her tit with my finger. I pinch her nipple ; gently at first, then harder. She tenses at the pinch. My optic still glued to her cream pie.

Betsy pulls my ass down on to her face. I feel her tongue against my orchis. I keep them shaved for her. She licks them eagerly like a melting ice cream cone. I lean forward resting on my forearms. My hard cock is against her left tit. My eyes are fixed on her fingers strumming her cum soaked clit, poking out from her ointment covered hood.

She opens her mouth and takes my balls into her. She spits them out."Doesn't the pie look respectable ? Don't you want to get a upright look at it ?"Her right hired hand is behind my rear. She pulls my chest down on her. My fount is column inch from her cream covered puss. I can reek her sweet sex meld with the pungent, salt air odour of seed. I've tasted and smelled my cum on her before. This was different. I've never smelled another man's cum before, let alone on Betsy. Her twat sass are spread wide apart. By the looking of her pussy she obviously had just been fucked ; but not by me. Her inner lips were also spread apart and her vagina was wide exposed. He must have pulled out while cumming in her and shot a few last current of cum on her. There are several glob of thickset white cum on her trimmed bush above her clitoris and one on her thigh. There is a pool of juicy, white cum filling her open slit hole. It seems to be a mixture of sperm and her kitty-cat succus. The respite of her snatch was glistening in a wet, lightly colored ointment and juice. A humble Edward Douglas White Jr. stream of succus leaked in rill to her ass. She not only had just been fucked, but she got very juicy and he left a enceinte payload when he came in her cunt.

Words still escape me. Her mouth is too busy sucking my orchis to talk.

She gently sucks one of my balls and, with both of her bridge player behind my neck, pulls my face onto her pussy. My backtalk press into her cream covered muff. I push my conclude back talk onto her open pussy. The cream is warm and slippery ; the aroma new and heavenly. I feel the jelly like cum being pushed by my mouth. I kiss her puss mouth with my fill up mouth. I lift my question to enjoy the prospect ; cum stick to my mustache and forms strings of man succus to the hair of her dress pubic landing strip. Then I open my brim and my tongue tastes her gratifying juices and the salty, lemonlike cum coating the area around her spread kitty mouth. I ‘ m not bisexual or cuckhold ; but eating Betsy's pussy full of someone else's cum while she sucks my balls was strangely erotic and a turn-on."Delicious"was all I could say.

Her sass closes on my ball shift and she sucks more forcefully. I open my mouth and taste the glistening mixture of their sex. Licking as I went, I touched the chunk of white goo on her thigh with the tip of my knife. It was pushed to the side of meat by my lingua. I open my mouth and fellate it in. It's still hot ; the taste is potent and salty. I do the Saami to the larger chunk of semen above her clitoris. I suck them into my oral cavity. I don't bury them ; but let them roll in my mouth. Next I fully probe her internal cunt lips. I bury my tongue into the pool of cum in her vagina. I swirl my clapper in her like a cocktail swizzle joystick. Some of the cum is thick, Theodore Harold White and creamy ; some is miscellaneous with her snatch juice, clearer but still tricksy. I've never felt her cunt this juicy and slip. I pull my head teacher back, raise up her hips so I can lick the river of juice that runs to her ass. I flick her cum coated asshole with the tip of my spit. I lap up cum as my tongue heads back to her cunt. I tongue her clit through the midst, slippery cream coating it. I French kiss her pussy as I tongue her from her button to her ass again. My tongue slowly circles her clit, once, twice, slowly at first, then down to her creamy ass. After a minute of arc of licking and pushing the cum around her clit I pick up f number. The gustatory sensation of the mixed cum is intoxicating. I feel as high-pitched as she did from the vino. The view of tasting another's cum never turned me on ; but seeing this large loading on and in Betsy was different. She always gets turned on when we fantasize about her doing 2 guy. She loves a dildo or vibrator in her pussy as she sucks me off. If I talk to her about taking 2 cocks at once, she cums quickly and hard. She has always been too faint to act on it. Now, although it's not 2 guys at once, it's 2, back to back. I don't know what prompted her over the sharpness ; but I liked it.

Suddenly she pushes my off of her."Do you want mucky seconds ? clock time to eff me and add to a greater extent cream to my pie !"she says.

Without answering, I turn and stead my putz in front of her bed covering, ointment filled cunt. I lean into her and osculate her hard on her open back talk. The cum, still in my sass, spills into hers. Our tongues wrestle and she tastes the salty elixir of her pussy juice and his cum. The headway of my cock pushes into the pick pie and forces her pussy lip wider apart. I slide my hard tool deeper into her, slippery, cream filled bitch. She gasps. I slowly pull out and thrust back in. Several more drive and cum is oozing from her, coating my dick and balls. I pull my mouth from hers ; she swirls her cum crapulence with her glossa and swallows.

"Enough"she says and in an instant her kitty pull from my rooster. She spins around and templet my cum drenched peter into her open mouth. Her ramification are spread out encompassing. Her pussy and thighs are soaked in a frothy ointment. I dive into her with my rima oris open wide. My oral cavity covers her spread pussy lips. I roll her on top of me. Cum is dripping on to and into my mouthpiece and coating my font. I savor this new found smack of her juice. I've often eaten her pussy filled with my cum. This taste is interchangeable, but different. I don't know if it was because I was happy that she finally fulfilled her clandestine desire to fuck mortal else or because it was her and my first real sloppy seconds. As I savored her cream pie she licked and sucked my unfaltering rooster. She cleaned off every drop of the sexy juice mixture from my dick and balls.

I thrust my tongue deeper into her slipery pussy, lapping up her juices. flannel drops of cum still covered her ass and whirl. As I fucked her cunt with my lingua, I coated my right halfway finger in his cum. Then I slid my slippery fingerbreadth up, circled her ass and gently slid the tip of it in. She must have liked it, she sucked my globe harder. Timing the thrust of my tongue in her pussy, I slid my finger to the 1st joint, then the back. Her external respiration quickened and her tongue circled by balls. She lifted her ass and pushed my face hard into her open lips. My cum soaked finger worked in and out, ever so slightly profoundly until it was fully buried in her ass as she was rocking back and Forth, up and down. Her mouth was around my clod, her juicy twat fucked by my lingua and her ass fucked by my cum soaked finger. This was intimate heaven. My load was ready to explode as she edged toward an sexual climax. I could sense her cum against my mouth. Her ass clenched my finger and held it tight. She lifted her hip driving her bitch against my hungry mouth.

Again she pushed me off. She pulled my cock and positioned it against her parted bitch backtalk. She pulled me into her as she thrust her hips into me."fill my cunt up again with more cum"she whispered."It felt good when he filled me, now I want to palpate you satiate me ”. We fucked hard as she came again. My stopcock exploded forcefully into her pussy, filling it with another, different pick pie. I fucked her until I was empty. She continued to cranch her clit against me. My rooster grew soft. She pulled me off and put down beside me. She was still hot and she slid a finger to her clitoris now soaked in my cum. She turned and kissed the nous of my dick, then began licking the creamy sex juices from the 3 of us off the head. She said"Let's see if your cum has different flavor from his ”. I slid my read/write head to her puss. It too was now coated in the cum from the 3 of us. My cock was responding to her knife. Likewise, I replaced her finger on her clit with my tongue. It tasted different than before ; a new drink. My cum tasted saltier. I pulled her on top of my so that this drink would flow into my mouth. I didn't want to spill a drop.

Betsy licked the head of my rooster and then the shaft. She then took my cock into her mouth and sucked the last pearl of my cum from my peter. I stiffened, my cock was responding to her. She sucked my cock and fucked it with her lip. After a few minutes my pecker was rock firmly. She licked some cum from my balls, trading my direct cum with the 3 person motley. She seemed to enjoy changing between the two flavors.

Her hip joint continued a slow whirling working her clitoris against my waiting mouth. She was picking up f number. Her hips moved faster and harder, grinding her clitoris into my mouth as she sucked my cock harder, with my fucking her back talk faster. I don't know how long it took but we both came again. She was bucking her slit against me like a wild sawhorse and I was fucking her mouth. She deep throated my entire rooster. Each stab of my cock buried into her throat as my globe slapped her side. She sucked me dry and I nearly passed out as she smothered my mouth and nose with her cum soaked pussy and ass. The smell and mouthful were the best I've had.

As we slowed, I rolled her off of me. We were both spent. We lay drenched in exertion and cum. We both realized what happened at the same fourth dimension. We had sucked and fucked with furious abandon, all the while the door to our room was wide open and our guests were across the hall. I'm not sure if they enjoyed listening to us or joined in with their own party. We had been too fussy to notice.

After a few minutes we both grabbed our towels and walked, naked past their room to the shower. I wonder if this gave them any theme or if this will lead to a new chapter. Time will tell .