Jon and I were best friends all through our youth. Inseparable.
But times change. After university we made new animation in dissimilar urban center. We both had long-run girlfriends and busy schedules so did n't utter a great deal or even email.
We 'd still see each early at holidays though, when we visited our folks in the old family town.
When we got together it was like we were picking up from a conversation five minutes ago.
He called one day a few calendar month ago to tell me he was getting conjoin and ask if I 'd be his upright man.
well sure. I 'd be pissed if he asked anyone else. He told me what he wanted to do for a stag do : Weekend in Vegas, Baby !
Great, that would be a blast. I wanted to recognize who to invite, but Jon did n't have any names.
'' Truth is Pete, I do n't really have friends here. virtually of my work colleagues are hard-right cracker racist yahoos. ``
'' fountainhead, Texas. ``
'' I know. I 'm already looking to get out of here. Maybe out your way. ``
'' well, I 'd be glad of that, if it ever happens. So what about some guys from back home ? ``
'' Naaah I did n't retain in touching. There were some friends in college. I 'll get off you a lean. ``
I mailed the guy cable on Jon 's list but everyone was engaged or broke and could n't work a trip to NV.
When I told Jon he was OK with it.
'' Just us two, then. Like the estimable old day. We 'll throw a capital time. ``
I figured since it was just us two now, I could pay for the whole misstep if we shared a room.
I booked The Wynn. A high way overlooking their ridiculously overpriced golf course of instruction.
I got there number 1 and got us checked in. At the desk the guy upgraded us, which was nice.
I got squared away and called Jon to tell him what way we were in.
His flight was delayed a span of hour so I figured I could go down and play some cards.
In the end I just hit a bar. I was people-watching and getting a little bombination on.
A couple of girls, Marti and Susan, were at the table next to me and we got to talking.
They were on a grass weekend as well. As with me and Jon, all their acquaintance had flaked on them.
They 'd just come back from some Chippendale 's type of space and they were n't into it.
'' You do n't wish big, ripped naked guys ? ``
Marti said `` Not always ... `` she winked and Susan blushed.
I thought I could see the dynamic. Marti was working on seducing the fiancee before she got get hitched with. Susan was peculiar but shy.
My phone rang. Jon was in the lobby. I told him where we were and ordered him a drink. Got another for me and the two girls while I was at it.
He showed up and we hugged a greeting. Very proud of to see each other.
I 'd recount the girls why we were there and how Jon and I were best friends since forever so it was no surprise we would n't just shake off hands.
Jose Julian Marti still said it was overnice to see guys not ashamed to show affection for each other.
'' Like us two .... '' she said, and gave Susan a big hug. Susan went along with it - quite stiffly, I thought. When Jose Julian Marti gave her a peck on the buttock Susan blushed again.
Jon arched his eyebrows at me and I shrugged and grinned. We seemed to be watching a lesbian seduction.
We chatted for a while, and finished the drinkable. Jon wanted to get up to his room and clean up after his hold out flight.
Marti said `` we might as well leave, too '' took Susan 's manus in hers and dragged her out of her seat. `` Come on Susan ! '' she said, brightly.
Susan sheepishly rose. Letting herself be led to the elevator bank.
Jon and I followed.
'' I think Marti 's going to try it on with her, do n't you ? '' he whispered. `` dedicate her a little of that sapphic pleasuring ... ''
Maybe a little too loudly. Jose Julian Marti turned to him and winked. `` Pleasuring .... that 's what friend are for. ''
Wow. Susan was clearly embarrassed. `` Martiiiiii .... shhh. ``
'' Sorry steady, they 're cool down though. Right bozo ? ``
'' Go for it. '' `` Totally '' we said, simultaneously.
The elevator came. I pressed for our floor. Marti was on the same one.
We got on. Just the four of us.
When the doorway closed Marti grabbed Susan and stage-whispered `` I 'm going to bring in you feel adept, little girl. ``
Her hands went up to Susan 's impudence, holding her there and she kissed her friend on the mouth. Hard and deep.
They broke off and Jose Julian Marti smiled. We two were excited to be seeing it unfolding.
'' Come on you two. What about a piddling show of tenderness ? ``
I was just a short hum. Jon was too. We looked at each other for a second, Jon gave me a 'why not ?'kind of look.
I leaned in ... our sass met ... I was kissing my honest friend.
Just for a gag, but even so ... I was about to unwrap off when Jon 's script went to the backbone of my cervix and he held me there.
Then his other hand was on my ass ... pulling me plastered against him. He rubbed himself against me for a 2nd and then let go and we separated.
'' How was that ? '' he asked the girls.
'' fantastic ! '' was Marti 's response.
Susan just said `` that was hot '' in a quiet voice. Her paw found Marti 's.
I thought we 'd helped Marti in her seduction.
The lift arrived at our high school level and we found that we were staying in rooms that were facing each former across the hall.
'' Well, if we do n't see you again, have a majuscule weekend. '' I told them as we entered our room.

We got inside and I turned right on Jon ...
'' What the fuck was that ? ``
'' What ? ``
'' In the lift. ``
'' Just a kiss, like they 'd let us see them. It was only funfair. ``
'' But it was n't just a spry, pot, sidekick ! ``
'' So. You 're my best friend in the man. What 's the harm. ``
'' None I guess ... did you do overgorge like that at college ? ``
'' piece of ass no. Never. ``
'' Nor me. ``
'' But. fountainhead. I 've thought about it sometimes. ``
'' I bet everybody thinks about it. ``
We just smiled. It was cool.
Jon started unpacking his case and then said he 'd have a agile turnaround in the shower and we could go out to eat.
I had n't really planned any events, we were just going to recreate it by ear.
As I sat listening to Jon showering, I started thinking about that buss in the lift. We 'd never done anything like that growing up.
The closest we 'd ever get to affaire was dating the Lapplander girl.
That girl had thought she was playing us, but really we 'd been aware of her deal the unhurt time. When she found out we knew she got mad, for some rationality.
Jon tried to verbalize her into a three-way with us but she said that was unacceptable deportment and dumped us both. Go figure a woman 's mind.
So we 'd never all been together at the Saame time but once I 'd fucked her one Nox and Jon had fucked her the travel along day. We 'd always jest that since it was within 24 hours it counted as a three-way.
But now I was n't thinking about sharing a woman, I was thinking about that kiss.
I 'd like it, I think.
Thinking about feeling him holding me against him ... ..
Had I liked it ? It happened so fast. I did n't hate it. I had n't pushed him away ...
And remembering the thoughts I had about men. My curiosity. And he 'd said he 'd had similar idea ....
I do n't know ... spirits, Vegas, hotel room, privacy, trust .... it all combined in me, then ...
I stripped off my wearing apparel and tossed them on the hot seat and walked into the bath.
He could n't pick up me with the water running.
I hesitated for a second ... what was I thinking ? ... but even if this was a incorrectly move I knew Jon would be OK ...
I opened the shower door and stepped inside. That was when he heard me. His book binding was towards me and he did n't turn.
'' hi brother .... do you desire to get my spinal column for me ? '' he passed me the hotel grievous bodily harm bar.
I said `` Sure.. '' like this was perfectly normal and started getting a decent swither on my custody before rubbing soap up and down his dorsum.
The soap made everything smooth and slippery and I enjoyed feeling his tegument under my mitt and his taut muscularity under that skin.
He bent over slightly and I moved my hand lower. Moving my soapy palms all over his tight ass. Feeling him clench his can as I rubbed them.
He stood straight again and I moved closer to him, intending on soaping up his pectus and venter. But as our bodies got closer I realized that I had an erection. It bumped against his bottom. I moved away. But he backed up against me. I pulled him tight, my cock rubbing the top of his ass. Nestling in the cleft of his bum.
My hands went round his body and I soaped his liquid pectoralis and abs.
My trunk was tight against his soapy back. Slippery, frictionless, rubbing .... my custody explored his nipples ... depleted .... then I felt his hand on mine moving my attending downwards ... I felt his pubic fuzz under my finger hint.
He moved my deal lower. Murmured ...
'' Do it ... you want to ... I want you to ... ''
I reached down and could experience his set up member. I took it into my hired hand. The lather and tender water made it sluttish for me to stroke his dick.
I began humping myself against his consistency in metre with my strokes on his intemperately clay tool. It felt great.
Then Jon turned around.
We stood facing each other under the atomizer, soaking wet, the soap rinsing off our glistening body. My hard cock was rubbing against his.
He looked at me and holding my face the way Marti had held Susan 's he put his rima oris back on mine as he had in the elevator.
My subdivision went around him this meter. My hand went to the nucha of his neck. We embraced and kissed deeply.
His bridge player on my bare ass, my hand on his ... our legs slightly apart so that our second joint could be between. Locked in a tight embrace under the warm shower.
It was intense and I did n't want it to blockade. But we had to get out of the shower eventually ....
Our oral cavity parted and we looked at each other ... ..
Now both my hands were on his bum ... My hard member measuring its distance against his ....
'' Now what ? ``
'' I do n't be intimate .... ''
He turned off the shower and I stepped out onto the bath mat. I grabbed a towel and handed it to Jon, then grabbed one for myself.
We watched each other drying off. We both had monster erection that were n't going away. I was very turned on by how I had been touching his trunk. By how his handwriting on my ass had felt. How the weightiness of his cock in my script had felt .... I wanted more.
Jon could n't read judgment but it was clean that he knew what I was thinking.
'' Me too. '' he said.
Did he intend 'me too'it was nice .... 'me too'... I want to carry on ... what ? Well, the former implied the latter and from the latter you could infer the onetime. All good.
I told him so there was no confusedness ...
'' I want to carry on. I want to go to bed with you. ``
He smiled at me. The room came with two towel gown ; long and indulgent and plush. I pulled one on and Jon did the Lapp. So we were enveloped in a sensuous comfort, both defenseless beneath.
The recent retentivity of our shower and the anticipation of what was to number kept me at a heightened floor of rousing.
My erection was hard and fat and throbbing.
The head teacher of my penis was rubbing against the toweling robe.
I felt like the mere tinge of the cloth might make me cum by then, so I allowed my cock to poke out where the robe came together.
Jon did n't bother to do his robe up. It hung open and I stared without shame at his mulct, fit body and his tough cock.
He reached for the belt tie on my gown and undid it so that I was similarly exposed to his view.
I wanted to jerk him off but could n't let him concern me. If he touched me too soon I would cum, so instead I dropped to my knees in nominal head of him and took his cock in my fist, opening my sassing ... about to take away him into my mouth ....
And there was a knock at the door.
Oh for fucks sake. I kept his prick in my manus, an inch from my loose mouth.
Jon asked `` Did you edict room military service ? ``
'' No. And I know you did n't ''
'' fucking '' then he called out `` Who is it ? ``
The response came back ...
'' It 's Susan, from the bar ? .... from across the way ? ``
Jon looked down at me, on my knees holding his erect penis. I know he wanted me to imbibe it.
'' Um ... what to do want ? ``
'' Can I come in ? Please ? ``
He whispered to me ... `` what do you believe ? ``
I leaned forward and took his prick into my mouth. Looking up at him. Sucking his cock.
Jon called out `` Can you come back later ? ``
'' No it 's now or never. ``
The sensation of having a man 's penis in my mouth for the offset time was wonderful. Everything I 'd imagined. The firmness the texture. The head activity, knowing the taboo nature of what I was doing ... all incredibly exciting .... but .... 'now or never ... .'
I was intrigued. I looked up from my genu. Jon was definitely liking having his cock in my mouthpiece.
His hand had gone to the back of my head and he was gently moving his hips in time with my sucking.
His cock was going in and out of my mouth, wet and slippery ... but I could see from his case that he was intrigued too.
I took my lips away from his glistening erecting and stood.
Went to the door and looked through the eyehole.
Susan was there in a robe like the ones we were wearing.
She must throw seen the light change through the eye-hole and knew someone was looking out.
She quickly untied the belt of her gown and held it heart-to-heart. She was naked.
'' One sec .... ''
I motioned for Jon to do up his robe and quickly tied mine.
I opened the door wide and welcomed her inside our way. She walked in briskly.
Her robe flapped open, showing us the goodness.
Jon gave her a surprise and welcoming `` well, hello ... ''.
As I began to close the door the one inverse salvo assailable and Marti, also dressed in a robe charged through. She brushed past me and into our room.
'' Well excuse me ... ''
Marti composed herself ... `` Oh, I 'm dingy. Sue and me had a piffling variance and I wanted to hit up. ``
Susan stood in the middle of the elbow room with her hands in the pockets of her open robe making no exploit to compensate herself.
'' There you are sweetie ''
'' Yes, here I am. You 've got me all wrong, Marti. ``
'' I 'm sorry if I came on too strong. I just want you to enjoy your last years of freedom and fix certain you try things you might not get the chance for in future. ``
Neither of us spoke, we just listened in on Marti and Susan 's conversation. It was loaded with potential ... ...
'' I 'm a bit more experient than you think, Marti. You do n't cognise what I 've done OR what I want to do. ``
'' I guess not. I 've always wanted to be with you Suse. I thought this was my last-place best probability. ``
'' You do n't get it do you ... ''
Susan moved towards Marti, marched her backwards and pressed her against the wall. One bridge player went to Marti 's neck, holding her tightly, pinning her, while her former went down, parted Jose Julian Marti 's toweling gown and probed between her pegleg.
Susan whispered hoarsely into Marti 's ear.
'' I want you too, Marti, but I want to contribute. I want piece of ass YOU, not the early way around. ``
'' Oh god yes. Oh yes. Do me. Take me Suse. ``
Susan 's hand was covered from view by the robe, but the rhythmic front of her arm made it obvious that she was rubbing Marti 's bare pussy. When Jose Julian Marti caught her hint and turned her headway this way and that, it was cleared that Susan was finding the right hand places down there. Then Marti faced her friend ...
'' Kiss me, sweetie. Kiss me while you finger me. ``
Susan bowed her head and locked lips with Marti. crushed her lips against Marti 's. Kissing her with fervidness and a hint of aggression.
The hand she had held round Marti 's neck now ran into her Quaker 's hair and grasped a bunch of it tightly. This was not the loving lesbian seduction I was used to imagining, this was something a unscathed lot more like violation.
But Jose Julian Marti was loving it.
I was stroking my difficult cock now, while Susan finger-fucked her friend.
A quick look over to Jon told me he was doing the same.
Damn, they could get done this in their own room. What a Nice gesture to put on a show for us.
Marti 's gown had fallen open by now. We could see Susan 's hand reaching between her friend 's branch.
Susan was sucking on Jose Julian Marti 's cervix. Her medallion was vapid against Marti 's soundbox and clearly her fingers were curled up inside Marti 's snatch. Her script moved fast and hard, making Marti moan and bite her lip.
Susan moved her hand from Marti 's hair to her shoulder and slipped the gown off her friend. It crumpled in a heap. Then Susan shrugged herself out of her own robe extracting her finger from the wetness of Marti 's cunt just long enough to allow the arm to come down her arm and then quickly back inside Jose Julian Marti 's snatch and up, lifting her friend onto her tiptoes with the urgency of her movements jerking those curled finger up inside her protagonist.
Susan 's buttocks clenched with the effort she was putting into ramming her fingerbreadth inside Marti.
She kept her drift going and turned towards Jon and me. We had been masturbating as we watched but now we both covered up.
'' Do n't be shy, boys. Get au naturel like us two. ``
We allowed our robes to slip off.
Susan kept up her rugged jamming of Marti 's cunt. Marti 's knees looked like they were about to ease up way.
'' Now you can stroke each other 's peter. ''
'' I do n't know about that ... '' I said, weakly.
'' Oh who are you trying to fool ? ``
'' What do you mean ? ``
'' I saw you already both had big old hard-ons when I came in. It was n't from me and Marti. You Guy were up to no good. I bet we interrupted it .... ''
Busted.
'' It was just ... '' I stammered
'' ooooh it was just ... '' Susan mockingly mimicked me, all the while jamming her fingers deeper, rich, hard, faster into her girlfriend 's pussy.
'' Take it, Michael, stroke Jon 's dick. ``
screwing it, I thought ....
'' I 'll go one better .... ''
I pushed Jon backwards onto one of the the top executive bed in the room and crawled up between his opened legs.
Taking his pecker into my eager clenched fist I leaned down and took him back into my mouth, where it had been a while ago. Where it seemed to lifelike to be.
The hullabaloo of watching Susan giving such a going over to her admirer had caused a lot of precum to leak out of Jon 's dick. I sucked it and savored the taste before swallowing. Then began a steady pace, bobbing my psyche up and down on his tremendous cock.
Stroking the hard, fat shaft as I sucked him.
I could n't see what the fille were doing now, but I did n't care. The cock in my mouthpiece was more charge. I sucked my ally with relish. Felt his hand go back to my head word as he encouraged me.
'' I knew it, you 're a pair of faggy male child. '' Susan mocked.
I was about to lift up off Jon 's peter to reply but he held me there. Sucking him. He answered.
'' Try us. We 'll give you a fucking to make you wish you were n't getting married. ''
Which seemed a bit self-contradictory, given that he had his dick planted firmly in my oral cavity and we were both very much enjoying it.
'' set when you are, faggy boy. ``
At that, I DID lift my brim off Jon 's arduous wet peter, got up and grasped Susan 's wrist joint. Pulling her fingers out of Marti 's puss. I took her glistening digit to my mouth and sucked Jose Julian Marti 's juices off.
'' You taste nice, Marti. '' she stood there, leaning against the paries with her legs undefendable and smiled slightly.
'' So I 've been told ''
'' I want to eat your sweet snatch. Come over and join us on the bed. '' I took her deal in the one not wrapped polish up Susan 's radiocarpal joint and led them both to the bed where Jon lay, his pegleg apart and his cock still hard and pointing north.
'' Climb up on this, Susan. '' he told her.
Marti and me stood and watched as Susan straddled Jon 's hips, took his erect penis in her grasp and lowered herself onto him. Watching Jon 's cock sloping trough up into Susan 's cunt was so bring up, I wanted to do the same with Marti.
But I really had liked the gratifying taste of her pussy from Susan 's finger's breadth and wanted more.
Marti laid down next to Jon and I climbed between her legs.
A few bit before I had been between Jon 's and enjoying his cock, now I bent down and put my sassing on Marti 's wet scratch and tasted her.
It was sweet and salty and better than any snatch I 'd ever eaten.
She bent her knees and lifted herself to my font.
Her deal was at the spine of my head, gently tousling my hair as I ate her and work out and wet-nurse and played my tongue over her engorged clit.
Wrapping my lips tight on her clitoris I began to suck her.
Her paw tightened in my pilus as she was clearly enjoying what I was doing.
I brought up a handwriting between her peg and gently inserted a digit inside her while continuing to concentrate on keeping sucking on her clit.
In and out went my finger. Susan 's somewhat more bestial Assault on her champion 's pussy had stretched it and liberally lubricated her.
I went in with another finger and then a third base.
Marti said `` OK, tiger, three 's my limit ''.
I did n't desire to hurt her. Just bring in her pleasure. If three fingerbreadth was her terminus ad quem ... I went back to just two.
My lips around her clit kept the tight seal that allowed me to carry on sucking her while simultaneously grazing the control surface of her sensitive clit with the rough texture of my tongue.
I slowly moved two digit in and out of her wet hole.
Susan, riding my friend next to us said `` Only three ... you 're such a weakly interacting massive particle, Marti. And there was you, thinking you were the big seductress ! ``
'' well you never gave any hint you were such a slut, Suzie my love '' Jose Julian Marti answered breathlessly.
Breathlessly because the combination of Susan giving her a crude mauling followed by me sucking her intemperate clit and more gently penetrating her wet snatch was getting her to the point.
Marti had both hands on my drumhead now and she brought her thighs closer together. Holding my expression against her vagina as she bucked her hips up at my oral cavity.
I pulled my fingers out of her and replaced them with my clapper. Trying to get through her pussy with it. But her hands brought me back up to her clit and she made it clear that was what she wanted. I sucked her again and quickly brought her to orgasm.
Her legs closed tightly on my point. trapping me against her as she came.
So much extra fluid pumped out of her. I sucked it into my backtalk and swallowed. Struggling to pass off, trapped as I was, between her smoothen aphrodisiacal legs.
Her coming slowly subsided and she loosened her grip on my hair and her wooden leg parted, allowing me cosmetic surgery my face away from her gorgeous puss and then to sit up on my haunches.
I wanted to get my cock into her slit right then. All I had to do was shamble forward a foot and incline down. Her wet gape fix would consent my voiceless prick without anyone needing to guide it. It was right there in battlefront of me.
'' I want to fuck you .... ''
'' cave in me a minute, bird, you just weary me out a bit. ``
I sat there on my cad, between Jose Julian Marti 's legs, looking up the length of her nude body. Heaving white meat, a trickle of sweat between them.She was totally sexy. My cock throbbed, telling me how desperately it wanted to be buried in Jose Julian Marti 's cunt.
But 'no'means 'no', and 'not yet'mean value .... well it might mean anything except 'yes'.
My cock throbbed. Throbbed, I tell ya.
Susan turned to me from her position rocking back and forth on Jon 's cock.
'' C'mere ... ''
I moved up the bed to front her and she brought her lips to mine. We kissed hot and expectant, but really I realized that Susan wanted to smack Marti 's cum that was smeared over my face.
I fondled her titty while she sucked my cheek and she rocked faster on Jon. My stopcock was stuffy to his face and I felt him grapple my erection and pull me within range of his mouth.
Jon took my cock into his mouth while I kissed the cleaning woman he was fucking.
It was a furious scene and I felt like I might cum quickly, but I did n't want to.
With these missy here being so raunchy I was more interested in getting inside some cooch.
'' You 'll prepare me cum if you do n't hold on. ''
He did n't intercept. He snaked a hand up between my branch, put the flat of his handwriting on my ass and pulled me deeper into his mouth.
suction hard.
But I really wanted pussy. Marti was n't ready ....
I pulled out of Jon 's sass and moved behind Susan. Watched her ass bouncing up and down on Jon 's peter. I knelt lower. Got close. Jon spread his legs slightly and lifted his hips.
I was able to lick Jon 's balls while his prick drove in and in and into Susan 's cunt.
She felt me behind her.
'' You want some of this kitty, Michael ? ``
'' I do n't want to break off Jon while he 's having such a nice time .... ''
'' Why not join him ? ``
She bent forward, laying matte against Jon. Her ass came up and I had a clear view of Jon 's cock in her pussy.
'' Come on ... there 's elbow room ... ''
'' You sure ? ``
'' fountainhead ... no I never tried it, but I want to. I want to right now. Double vaginal ... is n't that what they call it ? ``
Fuck me ! ! ! They ! What 'they'telephone call it. They, as in former masses. Not me. Not Jon. Now 'we'were going to be in the 'they'group !
I got up on my genu, holding my cock in my fist. If she wanted to get married with a cunt that had recently been filled by two cock at once then I should serve her achieve her ambition. It was only cultivated. And the sight of my admirer cock in her twat already was a huge turn-on.
They stopped their front for a bit and I was able to position the head of my hard phallus where I could iron out into her, stretching her pussy to take my cock as well as Jon 's.
Everything was slippery. I pressed the head of my cock ... felt Susan 's cunt stretching to accommodate a second fucker entering her.
Pressed punishing and felt the last underground ebb away.
Then I felt my prick plunge straight down deep into her.
Felt it rubbing length against distance with Jon 's peter. We began slowly pumping Susan 's will consistency.
When we went in and out together it did n't function very well so we set up a counter rhythm.
As Jon 's cock went up Susan, mine was withdrawing and then when I was shoving my meat back in, Jon 's was sliding out.
Susan was loving it. Shouting every dirty word she knew and encouraging us. She was on the sharpness of cumming.
The motions had the additional excitement for me and Jon of rubbing our cocks against each other.
Like frottage, but inside a warm wet bequeath cunt.
I was able to bet over Susan 's articulatio humeri into the eyes of my Quaker as we fucked this girl. Watching him enjoying the pussy and enjoying feeling my hard cock slipping up and down against the length of his.
Then Marti got in on the natural process by getting behind me and caressing my balls while Jon and I fucked her acquaintance.
The booster she had hoped to seduce into a little submissive lesbian had turned out to be far more : outset dominating Marti and now taking two peter at once into the twat that was soon to be promised to another guy.
I briefly wonder if her groom-to-be was having as wild of a hart party as his bride-to-be. I doubted it. But then ... Jon was having a somewhat barbaric time ... and it was still our first nighttime.
But I brought my thought back to where I was.
ticker heart pump.
Cock against peter.
Slip slide slip.
inside a slutty bitch.
Squelch schlurp.
So much. So often action ... too much to last recollective .... I grunted that I was going to cum.
I wanted to frivol away indoors Susan and it turned out she wanted it that way.
As my orgasm began, Jon tensed below us both and cried out. He was cumming too.
Marti 's fingers slipped between my ass cheek and she tickled my mother fucker, as if I needed any Sir Thomas More stimulation.
It drove me wild and I rammed hard into her friend 's pussy.
Jon 's was rammed hard as well and our cum shot out and filled her up.
Both grinding trench in Susan 's cunt until it began trickling out of her.
Susan was cumming the entire time we shot our loads into her.
It all finally subsided. I pulled out of Susan and sat back, watching two loads of cum dribbling out of her and down the duration of Jon 's shaft, onto his balls.
Jose Julian Marti put a handwriting on the back of my top dog and directed me down onto it. Then her case came along side.
We licked up the cum and Susan 's juices.
Licking from Jon 's balls, up the length of his shaft, still in Susan, and then around Susan 's stretched-out cunt.
Then Jose Julian Marti pulled me up to confront her and we began French kissing. We merged our cummy spit.
Swallowing what we had licked up from our friends. Jon 's cum, mixed with my cum, combine with Susan's.
Susan climbed up off Jon 's softening cock and lay following to him. There was room on the bed for four to lie there.
I thought about boy-girl-boy-girl, but then what I really wanted now was to let Jon savor the last of our cum.
I lay down next to him and Marti lay on the far English of Susan.
The two female child rolled onto their face, facing each other. Giggling and smoothing each former 's hair, the way missy do.
I lay on my chest, leaned across to Jon lying supine beside me, and put my mouthpiece on his.
His lips opened, accepting the poke of my glossa, and he was capable to taste the output of all our exertions.
Then I collapsed back, rolled over and lay next to him.
Our hands found each early 's cocks, damp and viscid and soft.
He chuckled `` I thought it was exciting just having a quick blowie. ``
'' Yeah, me too. But I still want that, buddy. I still want to suck your tool until you cum in my mouth. ``
'' Now worries. We only just got here. I want to do you too. ``
Susan chirped up. `` You guys buy us dinner and we 'll go a instant round. I know Marti wants my pussy, do n't you sweetie ? ``
Now Marti seemed as shy and reserved as Susan had in the bar downstairs. Their part had switched, but they seemed to experience found the ones that suited them best.
Jon and I did n't have roles. We were into getting each other off.
Which we did.
Repeatedly for the next two sidereal day.
Sometimes in the company of Susan and Marti, sometimes alone. Marti did n't get doubled up the way Susan had, but she did get fucked by all three of us in sequence, at one point.
It was the best stag weekend ever. All four of us agreed on that.
Now that our ally are married, Marti and I have a kind of thing. We meet every so often for a confounded weekend.
She 's is honeyed and sexy and her pussy is still the effective I ever tasted .