Jon and I were best friends all through our juvenility. Inseparable.
But times change. After university we made new life history in unlike cities. We both had long-term lady friend and busy docket so did n't talk lots or even email.
We 'd still see each early at holidays though, when we visited our folks in the old home town.
When we got together it was like we were picking up from a conversation five moment ago.
He called one day a few calendar month ago to distinguish me he was getting married and ask if I 'd be his best man.
wellspring sure. I 'd be pissed if he asked anyone else. He told me what he wanted to do for a stag do : Weekend in Vega, child !
Great, that would be a blast. I wanted to live who to take in, but Jon did n't take in any figure.
'' Truth is Pete, I do n't really receive friends here. Most of my work colleagues are hard-right redneck racist bumpkin. ``
'' fountainhead, Lone-Star State. ``
'' 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 cat from back home ? ``
'' Naaah I did n't stay fresh in contact. There were some booster in college. I 'll send you a tilt. ``
I mailed the bozo on Jon 's listing but everyone was occupy or broke and could n't make a trip to Nevada.
When I told Jon he was OK with it.
'' Just us two, then. Like the good old days. We 'll have a nifty prison term. ``
I figured since it was just us two now, I could pay for the completely stumble if we shared a room.
I booked The Wynn. A high elbow room overlooking their ridiculously overpriced golf course of instruction.
I got there first and got us checked in. At the desk the guy upgraded us, which was nice.
I got squared away and called Jon to say him what room we were in.
His flight was delayed a distich of hours 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 minuscule buzz on.
A span of daughter, Marti and Susan, were at the table succeeding to me and we got to talking.
They were on a stag weekend as well. As with me and Jon, all their admirer had flaked on them.
They 'd just come back from some Chippendale 's type of home and they were n't into it.
'' You do n't like big, ripped naked guy rope ? ``
Marti said `` Not always ... `` she winked and Susan blushed.
I thought I could see the dynamic. Jose Julian Marti was working on seducing the bride-to-be before she got marry. Susan was curious but shy.
My speech sound 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 delight to see each other.
I 'd told the daughter why we were there and how Jon and I were best admirer since forever so it was no surprisal we would n't just shake hands.
Marti still said it was nice 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 Marti gave her a peck on the cheek Susan blushed again.
Jon arched his eyebrows at me and I shrugged and grinned. We seemed to be watching a gay woman seduction.
We chatted for a while, and finished the drinks. Jon wanted to get up to his room and clean house up after his extended flight.
Marti said `` we might as well leave, too '' took Susan 's handwriting in hers and dragged her out of her seat. `` cum on Susan ! '' she said, brightly.
Susan sheepishly rose. Letting herself be led to the lift coin bank.
Jon and I followed.
'' I think Marti 's going to try it on with her, do n't you ? '' he whispered. `` Give her a little of that sapphic pleasuring ... ''
Maybe a little too loudly. Marti turned to him and winked. `` Pleasuring .... that 's what acquaintance are for. ''
Wow. Susan was clearly embarrassed. `` Martiiiiii .... shhh. ``
'' Sorry steady, they 're coolheaded though. Right guys ? ``
'' 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 puddle you feel just, petty female child. ``
Her hired man went up to Susan 's cheeks, holding her there and she kissed her Friend on the rima oris. Hard and deep.
They broke off and Marti smiled. We two were excited to be seeing it unfolding.
'' Come on you two. What about a footling display of heart ? ``
I was just a little bombilate. Jon was too. We looked at each other for a second, Jon gave me a 'why not ?'kind of look.
I leaned in ... our lip met ... I was kissing my Best friend.
Just for a gag, but even so ... I was about to unwrap off when Jon 's hand went to the back of my neck and he held me there.
Then his other bridge player was on my ass ... pulling me fuddled against him. He rubbed himself against me for a moment and then let go and we separated.
'' How was that ? '' he asked the girls.
'' barbarian ! '' was Marti 's response.
Susan just said `` that was hot '' in a tranquillise interpreter. Her hand found Jose Julian Marti 's.
I thought we 'd helped Marti in her seduction.
The lift arrived at our richly floor and we found that we were staying in room that were facing each early across the hall.
'' Well, if we do n't see you again, have a great weekend. '' I told them as we entered our room.

We got inside and I turned right on Jon ...
'' What the nookie was that ? ``
'' What ? ``
'' In the elevator. ``
'' Just a kiss, like they 'd let us see them. It was only fair. ``
'' But it was n't just a quick, flock, buddy ! ``
'' So. You 're my safe friend in the mankind. What 's the harm. ``
'' None I guess ... did you do scarf out like that at college ? ``
'' screw no. Never. ``
'' Nor me. ``
'' But. Well. I 've thought about it sometimes. ``
'' I bet everybody thinks about it. ``
We just smiled. It was cool.
Jon started unpacking his face and then said he 'd have a quick turnaround in the shower bath and we could go out to eat.
I had n't really planned any upshot, we were just going to work it by ear.
As I sat listening to Jon showering, I started thinking about that kiss in the elevator. We 'd never done anything like that growing up.
The closest we 'd ever get to liaison was dating the same young lady.
That girl had thought she was playing us, but really we 'd been cognizant of her deal the whole time. When she found out we knew she got mad, for some reason.
Jon tried to talk her into a three-way with us but she said that was unaccepted doings and dumped us both. Go figure a adult female 's mind.
So we 'd never all been together at the Saame time but once I 'd fucked her one night and Jon had fucked her the following day. We 'd always joked that since it was within 24 hours it counted as a three-way.
But now I was n't thinking about sharing a cleaning woman, I was thinking about that kiss.
I 'd wish it, I think.
Thinking about feeling him holding me against him ... ..
Had I liked it ? It happened so loyal. I did n't detest it. I had n't pushed him away ...
And remembering the thoughts I had about men. My peculiarity. And he 'd said he 'd had exchangeable thoughts ....
I do n't acknowledge ... spirits, Lope Felix de Vega Carpio, hotel room, privacy, reliance .... it all combined in me, then ...
I stripped off my clothes and tossed them on the chairman and walked into the can.
He could n't see me with the water running.
I hesitated for a second ... what was I thinking ? ... but even if this was a awry motion I knew Jon would be OK ...
I opened the rain shower room access and stepped inside. That was when he heard me. His book binding was towards me and he did n't turn.
'' Hello buddy .... do you want to get my dorsum for me ? '' he passed me the hotel easy lay bar.
I said `` Sure.. '' like this was perfectly pattern and started getting a nice lather on my manus before rubbing Georgia home boy up and down his back.
The liquid ecstasy made everything smooth and slippery and I enjoyed feeling his peel under my hands and his taut heftiness under that skin.
He bent over slightly and I moved my hands lower. Moving my soapy palms all over his tight ass. Feeling him clench his stern as I rubbed them.
He stood straight again and I moved closer to him, intending on soaping up his chest and abdomen. 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 pecker rubbing the top of his ass. Nestling in the cleft of his bum.
My hands went round his dead body and I soaped his smooth pecs and abs.
My body was tight against his soapy back. Slippery, frictionless, rubbing .... my hands explored his nipple ... lower .... then I felt his bridge player on mine moving my aid downwards ... I felt his pubic hairsbreadth under my finger confidential information.
He moved my hand lower. Murmured ...
'' Do it ... you want to ... I want you to ... ''
I reached down and could palpate his erect penis. I took it into my hired man. The lather and warm water made it easy for me to stroke his shaft.
I began humping myself against his consistency in time with my throw on his heavily stiff pecker. It felt great.
Then Jon turned around.
We stood facing each other under the atomizer, soaking wet, the Georgia home boy rinsing off our glistening body. My intemperate dick was rubbing against his.
He looked at me and holding my boldness the way Marti had held Susan 's he put his mouth back on mine as he had in the elevator.
My munition went around him this time. My mitt went to the nape of his neck. We embraced and kissed deeply.
His hand on my bare ass, my hand on his ... our legs slightly apart so that our thighs could be between. Locked in a tight embrace under the fond shower.
It was intense and I did n't require it to stop. But we had to get out of the shower bath eventually ....
Our rima oris parted and we looked at each former ... ..
Now both my hands were on his bum ... My intemperately penis measuring its length against his ....
'' Now what ? ``
'' I do n't love .... ''
He turned off the shower and I stepped out onto the tub 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 body. By how his hands on my ass had felt. How the weight of his cock in my hand had felt .... I wanted more.
Jon could n't read minds but it was exculpated that he knew what I was thinking.
'' Me too. '' he said.
Did he imply 'me too'it was nice .... 'me too'... I want to carry on ... what ? Well, the onetime implied the latter and from the latter you could deduce the former. All skillful.
I told him so there was no disarray ...
'' I want to carry on. I want to go to bed with you. ``
He smiled at me. The room came with two towel robes ; long and soft and plush. I pulled one on and Jon did the like. So we were enveloped in a sensuous puff, both naked beneath.
The recent memory of our shower and the anticipation of what was to come kept me at a heightened level of arousal.
My hard-on was laborious and fat and throbbing.
The oral sex of my member was rubbing against the towelling gown.
I felt like the bare spot of the textile might make me cum by then, so I allowed my cock to horn in 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 fine, fit body and his hard cock.
He reached for the belt tie on my robe and loosen it so that I was similarly exposed to his perspective.
I wanted to jerk him off but could n't let him disturb me. If he touched me too soon I would cum, so instead I dropped to my human knee in front of him and took his prick in my clenched fist, opening my mouth ... about to take him into my rima oris ....
And there was a rap at the door.
Oh for fucking sake. I kept his cock in my mitt, an inch from my open mouth.
Jon asked `` Did you order room service ? ``
'' No. And I know you did n't ''
'' Fuck '' then he called out `` Who is it ? ``
The answer 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 suck it.
'' Um ... what to do desire ? ``
'' Can I arrive in ? Please ? ``
He whispered to me ... `` what do you suppose ? ``
I leaned forward and took his peter into my oral cavity. Looking up at him. Sucking his cock.
Jon called out `` Can you come back later ? ``
'' No it 's now or never. ``
The champion of having a man 's penis in my mouth for the first time was wonderful. Everything I 'd imagined. The firmness the texture. The brain action, knowing the taboo nature of what I was doing ... all incredibly exciting .... but .... 'now or never ... .'
I was intrigued. I looked up from my human knee. Jon was definitely liking having his cock in my mouth.
His hand had gone to the backrest of my question and he was gently moving his pelvic girdle in time with my sucking.
His peter was going in and out of my mouth, wet and slippery ... but I could see from his face that he was intrigued too.
I took my lips away from his glistening erection and stood.
Went to the room access and looked through the spyhole.
Susan was there in a robe like the one we were wearing.
She must consume seen the light change through the eye-hole and knew person was looking out.
She quickly untied the belt of her robe and held it spread out. She was naked.
'' One sec .... ''
I motioned for Jon to do up his robe and quickly tied mine.
I opened the room access wide and welcomed her inside our room. She walked in briskly.
Her robe flapped open, showing us the good.
Jon gave her a storm and welcoming `` well, hello ... ''.
As I began to close the threshold the one opposite fit subject and Marti, also dressed in a robe charged through. She brushed past me and into our room.
'' Well excuse me ... ''
Jose Julian Marti composed herself ... `` Oh, I 'm distressing. Sue and me had a lilliputian disagreement and I wanted to make up. ``
Susan stood in the middle of the elbow room with her manpower in the scoop of her open gown making no endeavor to cut across 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 finale Clarence Shepard Day Jr. of freedom and realise certainly you try things you might not get the opportunity for in future. ``
Neither of us spoke, we just listened in on Marti and Susan 's conversation. It was loaded with potential difference ... ...
'' I 'm a bit more experienced than you think, Jose Julian Marti. You do n't bonk 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 live best prospect. ``
'' You do n't get it do you ... ''
Susan moved towards Marti, marched her backwards and pressed her against the wall. One hired man went to Marti 's neck, holding her tightly, pinning her, while her other went down, parted Marti 's toweling gown and probed between her legs.
Susan whispered hoarsely into Jose Julian Marti 's ear.
'' I want you too, Jose Julian Marti, but I want to moderate. I want screw YOU, not the other 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 movements of her arm made it obvious that she was rubbing Marti 's bare pussy. When Jose Julian Marti caught her breath and turned her principal this way and that, it was clear that Susan was finding the right hand places down there. Then Marti faced her friend ...
'' Kiss me, sweetie. buss me while you finger me. ``
Susan bowed her header and locked rim with Marti. crushed her lip against Marti 's. Kissing her with inflammation and a tinge of aggressiveness.
The helping hand she had held round Marti 's neck now ran into her Quaker 's fuzz and grasped a bunch of it tightly. This was not the loving tribade seduction I was used to imagining, this was something a whole lot more like infringement.
But Marti was loving it.
I was stroking my firmly stopcock now, while Susan finger-fucked her friend.
A straightaway smell over to Jon told me he was doing the same.
Damn, they could have done this in their own room. What a nice gesture to put on a show for us.
Marti 's robe had fallen spread out by now. We could see Susan 's helping hand reaching between her Friend 's ramification.
Susan was sucking on Jose Julian Marti 's neck. Her palm was flat against Jose Julian Marti 's body and clearly her finger were curled up inside Marti 's pussy. Her helping hand moved fast and operose, making Jose Julian Marti moan and prick her lip.
Susan moved her hand from Jose Julian Marti 's hair's-breadth to her shoulder and slipped the robe off her friend. It crumpled in a heap. Then Susan shrugged herself out of her own robe extracting her fingers from the wetness of Jose Julian Marti 's kitty just long enough to take into account the sleeve to come down her arm and then quickly back inside Marti 's snatch and up, lifting her friend onto her tiptoes with the importunity of her movements jerking those curled fingerbreadth up inside her acquaintance.
Susan 's buttocks clenched with the crusade she was putting into ramming her fingers inside Marti.
She kept her movements 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, male child. Get naked like us two. ``
We allowed our robe to slip one's mind off.
Susan kept up her rugged electronic jamming of Marti 's cunt. Marti 's genu looked like they were about to kick in way.
'' Now you can stroke each former 's dicks. ''
'' I do n't know about that ... '' I said, weakly.
'' Oh who are you trying to fool around ? ``
'' 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 Jose Julian 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 patch jamming her digit deeper, mysterious, arduous, faster into her girlfriend 's pussy.
'' Take it, Michael, stroke Jon 's putz. ``
Fuck it, I thought ....
'' I 'll go one skillful .... ''
I pushed Jon backwards onto one of the the Billie Jean Moffitt King bed in the way and crawled up between his opened legs.
Taking his stopcock 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 rude to be.
The excitement of watching Susan giving such a going over to her friend had caused a lot of precum to leak out of Jon 's cock. I sucked it and savored the taste before swallowing. Then began a steady rate, bobbing my straits up and down on his marvelous cock.
Stroking the hard, fat shaft as I sucked him.
I could n't see what the little girl were doing now, but I did n't care. The cock in my mouth was more exciting. I sucked my friend with zest. Felt his hand go back to my head word as he encouraged me.
'' I knew it, you 're a brace of faggy son. '' Susan mocked.
I was about to sneak up off Jon 's cock to reply but he held me there. Sucking him. He answered.
'' Try us. We 'll give you a fucking to score you care you were n't getting married. ''
Which seemed a bit self-contradictory, given that he had his prick planted firmly in my mouth and we were both very much enjoying it.
'' fix when you are, faggy son. ``
At that, I DID lift my lips off Jon 's heavily wet putz, got up and grasped Susan 's wrist. Pulling her fingers out of Marti 's slit. I took her glistening fingers to my mouth and sucked Marti 's succus off.
'' You taste nice, Marti. '' she stood there, leaning against the wall with her legs open and smiled slightly.
'' So I 've been told ''
'' I want to eat your sweet pussy. cum over and unite us on the bed. '' I took her deal in the one not wrapped round Susan 's wrist and led them both to the bed where Jon lay, his stage apart and his tool still gruelling and pointing north.
'' rise up on this, Susan. '' he told her.
Jose Julian Marti and me stood and watched as Susan straddled Jon 's hips, took his tumid phallus in her bobby pin and lowered herself onto him. Watching Jon 's tool slide up into Susan 's cunt was so arousing, I wanted to do the same with Marti.
But I really had liked the sweet-smelling taste of her twat from Susan 's fingers and wanted more.
Jose Julian Marti laid down next to Jon and I climbed between her wooden leg.
A few minutes before I had been between Jon 's and enjoying his prick, now I bent down and put my mouth on Marti 's wet slit and tasted her.
It was sweet and salty and adept than any cunt I 'd ever eaten.
She bent her knees and lifted herself to my face.
Her handwriting was at the rachis of my nous, gently tousling my tomentum as I ate her and licked and suck in and played my tongue over her engorged clit.
wrapper my back talk tight on her clitoris I began to take up her.
Her deal tightened in my hair as she was clearly enjoying what I was doing.
I brought up a hand between her peg and gently inserted a finger inside her while continuing to concentrate on keeping sucking on her clit.
In and out went my finger's breadth. Susan 's somewhat more brutal assault on her friend 's pussy had stretched it and liberally lubricated her.
I went in with another finger and then a tertiary.
Marti said `` OK, Panthera tigris, three 's my demarcation ''.
I did n't need to hurt her. Just bring her pleasure. If three digit was her limit ... I went back to just two.
My lips around her clit kept the taut seal of approval that allowed me to carry on sucking her while simultaneously grazing the surface of her sensitive button with the rough texture of my clapper.
I slowly moved two finger in and out of her wet hole.
Susan, riding my ally next to us said `` Only three ... you 're such a WIMP, Marti. And there was you, thinking you were the big seductress ! ``
'' Well you never gave any clue you were such a slut, Suzie my lovemaking '' Jose Julian Marti answered breathlessly.
Breathlessly because the compounding of Susan giving her a rough mauling followed by me sucking her severely button and more gently penetrating her wet twat was getting her to the point.
Marti had both hands on my head now and she brought her thighs closer together. Holding my aspect against her vagina as she bucked her hips up at my mouthpiece.
I pulled my finger out of her and replaced them with my clapper. Trying to sink in her pussy with it. But her work force 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 mind. trapping me against her as she came.
So much spear carrier fluid pumped out of her. I sucked it into my mouth and swallowed. Struggling to breathe, trapped as I was, between her smoothen aphrodisiacal legs.
Her coming slowly subsided and she loosened her grip on my whisker and her wooden leg parted, allowing me lift my face away from her gorgeous puss and then to sit up on my haunches.
I wanted to get my shaft into her pussy right then. All I had to do was mix forward a foot and tilt down. Her wet gaping hole would accept my severely pecker without anyone needing to maneuver it. It was right there in front of me.
'' I want to fuck you .... ''
'' Give me a minute, wench, you just jade me out a bit. ``
I sat there on my heels, between Marti 's legs, looking up the distance of her nude body. Heaving breasts, 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 .... swell it might entail anything except 'yes'.
My turncock throbbed. Throbbed, I tell ya.
Susan turned to me from her stance rocking back and Forth River on Jon 's cock.
'' C'mere ... ''
I moved up the bed to face her and she brought her lips to mine. We kissed hot and gruelling, but really I realized that Susan wanted to try out Marti 's cum that was smeared over my face.
I fondled her titties while she sucked my face and she rocked faster on Jon. My cock was close to his human face and I felt him grip my erection and pull me within range of his rima oris.
Jon took my putz into his mouth while I kissed the char he was fucking.
It was a baseless aspect and I felt like I might cum quickly, but I did n't want to.
With these girls here being so raunchy I was more interested in getting inside some cooch.
'' You 'll hold me cum if you do n't give up. ''
He did n't contain. He snaked a hired hand up between my legs, put the flat tire of his hired hand on my ass and pulled me deeper into his mouth.
Sucking hard.
But I really wanted pussy. Marti was n't ready ....
I pulled out of Jon 's mouth and moved behind Susan. Watched her ass bouncing up and down on Jon 's pecker. I knelt dispirited. Got close. Jon spread his pegleg slightly and lifted his hip.
I was capable to lap up Jon 's balls while his turncock horde in and in and into Susan 's cunt.
She felt me behind her.
'' You want some of this slit, Michael ? ``
'' I do n't require to give up Jon while he 's having such a nice time .... ''
'' Why not get together him ? ``
She bent forward, laying directly against Jon. Her ass came up and I had a top thought of Jon 's cock in her pussy.
'' Come on ... there 's room ... ''
'' You sure ? ``
'' fountainhead ... no I never tried it, but I want to. I want to right now. repeat vaginal ... is n't that what they call it ? ``
ass me ! ! ! They ! What 'they'call it. They, as in former people. 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 cocks at once then I should help her achieve her ambition. It was only polite. And the plenty of my booster putz in her cunt already was a huge turn-on.
They stopped their movements for a moment and I was able to position the head of my heavy phallus where I could press into her, stretching her slit to assume my cock as well as Jon 's.
Everything was slippery. I pressed the head word of my cock ... felt Susan 's snatch stretching to fit a secondly fucker entering her.
Pressed harder and felt the last resistance ebb away.
Then I felt my hammer plunge straight down deep into her.
Felt it rubbing length against length with Jon 's cock. We began slowly pumping Susan 's willing body.
When we went in and out together it did n't work very well so we set up a comeback cycle.
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 edge of cumming.
The gesture had the additional excitement for me and Jon of rubbing our cocks against each other.
Like frottage, but inside a warm wet willing cunt.
I was able to look over Susan 's shoulder joint into the eyes of my friend as we fucked this girl. Watching him enjoying the pussy and enjoying feeling my hard hammer slipping up and down against the duration of his.
Then Marti got in on the action by getting behind me and caressing my ballock while Jon and I fucked her booster.
The Quaker she had hoped to seduce into a little slavish lesbian had turned out to be far more : first dominating Marti and now taking two cocks at once into the cunt that was soon to be promised to another guy.
I briefly inquire if her fiance was having as wild of a spy party as his fiancee. I doubted it. But then ... Jon was having a jolly raving mad time ... and it was still our first night.
But I brought my sentiment back to where I was.
heart pump ticker.
Cock against stopcock.
Slip swoop slip.
Inside a slutty cunt.
Squelch schlurp.
So much. So a good deal legal action ... too much to last long .... I grunted that I was going to cum.
I wanted to shoot at bottom 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 fingerbreadth slipped between my ass impudence and she tickled my son of a bitch, as if I needed any Sir Thomas More stimulation.
It drove me wild and I rammed hard into her ally 's pussy.
Jon 's was rammed hard as well and our cum nip out and filled her up.
Both grinding deep in Susan 's cunt until it began trickling out of her.
Susan was cumming the stallion time we shot our loads into her.
It all finally subsided. I pulled out of Susan and sat back, watching two loads of cum dribble out of her and down the length of Jon 's tool, onto his balls.
Marti put a hand on the back of my chief and directed me down onto it. Then her face came along side.
We licked up the cum and Susan 's juice.
Licking from Jon 's balls, up the length of his dig, still in Susan, and then around Susan 's stretched-out pussy.
Then Jose Julian Marti pulled me up to face her and we began French cuddling. We merged our cummy lingua.
Swallowing what we had licked up from our friends. Jon 's cum, fuse with my cum, mixed with Susan's.
Susan climbed up off Jon 's softening cock and lay succeeding 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 taste the last of our cum.
I lay down next to him and Marti lay on the far side of Susan.
The two girlfriend rolled onto their side, facing each other. Giggling and smoothing each other 's hair, the way girls do.
I lay on my breast, leaned across to Jon lying supine beside me, and put my sass on his.
His lips opened, accepting the thrusting of my tongue, and he was able to try the production of all our exertions.
Then I collapsed back, rolled over and lay next to him.
Our custody found each other 's tool, moistness and embarrassing and soft.
He chuckled `` I thought it was exciting just having a ready blowie. ``
'' Yeah, me too. But I still want that, buddy. I still want to blow your stopcock until you cum in my sass. ``
'' 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 mo round. I know Jose Julian Marti wants my snatch, do n't you sweetie ? ``
Now Jose Julian Marti seemed as shy and reserved as Susan had in the bar downstairs. Their purpose had switched, but they seemed to have found the ones that suited them best.
Jon and I did n't stimulate character. We were into getting each other off.
Which we did.
Repeatedly for the following two sidereal day.
Sometimes in the caller of Susan and Marti, sometimes alone. Jose Julian Marti did n't get doubled up the way Susan had, but she did get fucked by all three of us in successiveness, at one point.
It was the honorable stag weekend ever. All four of us agreed on that.
Now that our Quaker are married, Jose Julian Marti and I have a kind of thing. We meet every so often for a lost weekend.
She 's is sweet and aphrodisiacal and her pussy is still the best I ever tasted .