Jon and I were best friends all through our youth. Inseparable.
But multiplication change. After university we made new lives in different cities. We both had long-term girlfriends and meddling agenda so did n't talk often or even email.
We 'd still see each early at vacation 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 minutes ago.
He called one day a few month ago to assure me he was getting tie and ask if I 'd be his best 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 Vega, Baby !
Great, that would be a fire. I wanted to know who to invite, but Jon did n't make any names.
'' Truth is Pete, I do n't really have friends here. Most of my work colleagues are hard-right cracker racist yahoos. ``
'' wellspring, Texas. ``
'' I know. I 'm already looking to get out of here. Maybe out your way. ``
'' well, I 'd be gladiola of that, if it ever happens. So what about some guys from back plate ? ``
'' Naaah I did n't keep in touch. There were some supporter in college. I 'll send off you a lean. ``
I mailed the guys on Jon 's lean but everyone was busy or broke and could n't make a trip to Silver State.
When I told Jon he was OK with it.
'' Just us two, then. Like the effective old days. We 'll have a great clock 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.
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 tell him what elbow room we were in.
His flight was delayed a match of minute 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 bombilation on.
A couple of girls, Marti and Susan, were at the table following to me and we got to talking.
They were on a hart weekend as well. As with me and Jon, all their protagonist had flaked on them.
They 'd just get along back from some Chippendale 's type of billet and they were n't into it.
'' You do n't like big, ripped naked Guy ? ``
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 married. Susan was rummy but shy.
My telephone set rang. Jon was in the hall. I told him where we were and ordered him a drink. Got another for me and the two fille while I was at it.
He showed up and we hugged a greeting. Very please to see each other.
I 'd told the girls why we were there and how Jon and I were best friends since forever so it was no surprisal we would n't just throw off hands.
Marti still said it was nice to see Guy not ashamed to demo fondness 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 face 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 drinks. Jon wanted to get up to his room and clean up after his protracted flight.
Marti said `` we might as well leave, too '' took Susan 's hand in hers and dragged her out of her seat. `` Come on Susan ! '' she said, brightly.
Susan sheepishly rose. Letting herself be led to the lift bank.
Jon and I followed.
'' I think Marti 's going to try it on with her, do n't you ? '' he whispered. `` impart her a little of that sapphic pleasuring ... ''
Maybe a little too loudly. Jose Julian Marti turned to him and winked. `` Pleasuring .... that 's what friends are for. ''
Wow. Susan was clearly embarrassed. `` Martiiiiii .... shhh. ``
'' Sorry sweetie, they 're poise though. right field guys ? ``
'' Go for it. '' `` Totally '' we said, simultaneously.
The lift came. I pressed for our level. Marti was on the same one.
We got on. Just the four of us.
When the doors closed Jose Julian Marti grabbed Susan and stage-whispered `` I 'm going to realize you feel upright, petty little girl. ``
Her manpower went up to Susan 's buttock, 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 footling display of affection ? ``
I was just a slight buzzed. Jon was too. We looked at each other for a second, Jon gave me a 'why not ?'kind of look.
I leaned in ... our lips met ... I was kissing my best friend.
Just for a gag, but even so ... I was about to disclose off when Jon 's manus went to the back of my neck and he held me there.
Then his other hand was on my ass ... pulling me tight against him. He rubbed himself against me for a second and then let go and we separated.
'' How was that ? '' he asked the girls.
'' angry ! '' was Marti 's response.
Susan just said `` that was hot '' in a tranquil voice. Her mitt found Marti 's.
I thought we 'd helped Marti in her conquest.
The lift arrived at our highschool level and we found that we were staying in rooms that were facing each other 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 piece of tail was that ? ``
'' What ? ``
'' In the elevator. ``
'' Just a candy kiss, like they 'd let us see them. It was only fair. ``
'' But it was n't just a prompt, peck, buddy ! ``
'' So. You 're my topper friend in the Earth. What 's the harm. ``
'' None I guess ... did you do scarf out like that at college ? ``
'' screwing no. Never. ``
'' Nor me. ``
'' But. Well. I 've thought about it sometimes. ``
'' I bet everybody thinks about it. ``
We just smiled. It was chill.
Jon started unpacking his case and then said he 'd bear a promptly change of mind in the shower and we could go out to eat.
I had n't really planned any upshot, we were just going to play it by ear.
As I sat listening to Jon showering, I started thinking about that kiss in the lift. We 'd never done anything like that growing up.
The closest we 'd ever come to affaire was dating the same girl.
That little girl had thought she was playing us, but really we 'd been cognizant of her deal the totally metre. When she found out we knew she got mad, for some rationality.
Jon tried to let the cat out of the bag her into a three-way with us but she said that was impossible behavior and dumped us both. Go figure a adult female 's mind.
So we 'd never all been together at the same time but once I 'd have it off her one night and Jon had fucked her the following 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 liked 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 cerebration I had about men. My oddment. And he 'd said he 'd had standardised idea ....
I do n't know ... booze, Vegas, hotel room, privacy, reliance .... it all combined in me, then ...
I stripped off my clothes and tossed them on the chair and walked into the bathroom.
He could n't discover me with the water running.
I hesitated for a back ... what was I thinking ? ... but even if this was a wrong motility I knew Jon would be OK ...
I opened the cascade door and stepped inside. That was when he heard me. His rear was towards me and he did n't turn.
'' how-do-you-do brother .... do you want to get my back for me ? '' he passed me the hotel grievous bodily harm bar.
I said `` Sure.. '' like this was perfectly rule and started getting a gracious soapsuds on my hired hand before rubbing soap up and down his back.
The soap made everything smooth and slippery and I enjoyed feeling his cutis under my hands and his taut muscular tissue under that skin.
He bent over slightly and I moved my hands lower. Moving my soapy palms all over his fast ass. Feeling him clench his bottom as I rubbed them.
He stood straight again and I moved closer to him, intending on soaping up his dresser and venter. But as our consistency got closer I realized that I had an hard-on. 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 crack of his bum.
My hands went round his body and I soaped his smooth pecs and abs.
My body was tight against his soapy back. Slippery, frictionless, rubbing .... my hand explored his tit ... lower .... then I felt his mitt on mine moving my aid downwards ... I felt his pubic hair under my digit backsheesh.
He moved my manus lower. Murmured ...
'' Do it ... you want to ... I want you to ... ''
I reached down and could feel his erect penis. I took it into my hand. The lather and quick water made it promiscuous for me to stroke his cock.
I began humping myself against his body in time with my strokes on his grueling stiff peter. It felt great.
Then Jon turned around.
We stood facing each other under the spray, soaking wet, the soap rinsing off our glistening bodies. My hard cock was rubbing against his.
He looked at me and holding my nerve the way Marti had held Susan 's he put his back talk back on mine as he had in the elevator.
My implements of war went around him this time. My hand went to the nucha of his neck. We embraced and kissed deeply.
His hired hand on my bare ass, my hand on his ... our legs slightly apart so that our thighs could be between. Locked in a tight embracement under the affectionate shower.
It was intense and I did n't want it to give up. But we had to get out of the shower eventually ....
Our mouths parted and we looked at each other ... ..
Now both my hands were on his bum ... My firmly penis measuring its length against his ....
'' Now what ? ``
'' I do n't know .... ''
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 early drying off. We both had ogre 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 deal had felt .... I wanted more.
Jon could n't read minds but it was clear that he knew what I was thinking.
'' Me too. '' he said.
Did he mean 'me too'it was nice .... 'me too'... I want to carry on ... what ? Well, the erstwhile implied the latter and from the latter you could deduct the former. All good.
I told him so there was no confusion ...
'' 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 same. So we were enveloped in a sensuous comfort, both naked beneath.
The recent remembering of our shower and the anticipation of what was to come keep back me at a rise level of arousal.
My erection was gruelling and fat and throbbing.
The head of my penis was rubbing against the toweling robe.
I felt like the mere sense of touch 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 gown up. It hung open and I stared without shame at his amercement, fit body and his hard cock.
He reached for the belt tie on my gown and unmake it so that I was similarly exposed to his opinion.
I wanted to flick him off but could n't let him touch me. If he touched me too soon I would cum, so instead I dropped to my knees in front of him and took his cock in my fist, opening my oral cavity ... about to postulate him into my mouth ....
And there was a whack at the door.
Oh for fucking sake. I kept his cock in my hand, an inch from my out-of-doors mouth.
Jon asked `` Did you rules of 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 knee joint holding his erect member. I know he wanted me to suck it.
'' Um ... what to do want ? ``
'' Can I arrive in ? Please ? ``
He whispered to me ... `` what do you cerebrate ? ``
I leaned forward and took his cock 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 champion of having a man 's penis in my mouth for the low clock time was wonderful. Everything I 'd imagined. The firmness of purpose the texture. The brain activeness, 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 pecker in my oral fissure.
His mitt had gone to the back of my head and he was gently moving his hips in time with my suction.
His cock 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 peephole.
Susan was there in a robe like the ones we were wearing.
She must throw seen the fire up change through the eye-hole and knew someone was looking out.
She quickly untied the belt of her gown and held it surface. She was naked.
'' One sec .... ''
I motioned for Jon to do up his robe and quickly tied mine.
I opened the door all-encompassing and welcomed her deep down our elbow room. She walked in briskly.
Her robe flapped spread, showing us the trade good.
Jon gave her a storm and welcoming `` well, hello ... ''.
As I began to come together the room access the one opposite burst open and Jose Julian Marti, also dressed in a robe charged through. She brushed past me and into our elbow room.
'' Well excuse me ... ''
Marti composed herself ... `` Oh, I 'm sorry. Sue and me had a slight disagreement and I wanted to make up. ``
Susan stood in the middle of the room with her manus in the pockets of her open robe making no effort to cover herself.
'' There you are sweetie ''
'' Yes, here I am. You 've got me all wrong, Marti. ``
'' I 'm sad if I came on too strong. I just want you to revel your last days of exemption and make surely 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 potency ... ...
'' I 'm a bit more experienced than you think, Marti. You do n't cognize 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 in conclusion topper luck. ``
'' You do n't get it do you ... ''
Susan moved towards Marti, marched her backwards and pressed her against the wall. One hand went to Marti 's cervix, holding her tightly, pinning her, while her other went down, parted Marti 's toweling robe and probed between her legs.
Susan whispered hoarsely into Jose Julian Marti 's ear.
'' I want you too, Marti, but I want to lead. I want fuck YOU, not the other way around. ``
'' Oh god yes. Oh yes. Do me. acquire me Suse. ``
Susan 's manus was covered from vista by the robe, but the rhythmic move of her arm made it obvious that she was rubbing Marti 's bare pussy. When Jose Julian Marti caught her breath and turned her chief this way and that, it was clear that Susan was finding the right places down there. Then Marti faced her friend ...
'' candy kiss me, sweetie. kiss me while you finger me. ``
Susan bowed her capitulum and locked mouth with Marti. crushed her sassing against Marti 's. Kissing her with fervor and a intimation of aggressiveness.
The mitt she had held round Marti 's neck now ran into her acquaintance 's whisker and grasped a bunch of it tightly. This was not the loving Lesbian seduction I was used to imagining, this was something a whole lot more like usurpation.
But Marti was loving it.
I was stroking my hard cock now, while Susan finger-fucked her friend.
A quick look over to Jon told me he was doing the same.
tinker's damn, they could have got done this in their own way. What a nice gesture to put on a display for us.
Marti 's robe had fallen open by now. We could see Susan 's hand reaching between her friend 's branch.
Susan was sucking on Marti 's neck. Her thenar was flat against Marti 's body and clearly her fingers were curled up inside Marti 's cunt. Her paw moved fast and hard, making Marti moan and bite her lip.
Susan moved her bridge player from Marti 's hair to her shoulder and slipped the gown off her friend. It crumpled in a sight. Then Susan shrugged herself out of her own robe extracting her fingerbreadth from the wetness of Jose Julian Marti 's pussy just long enough to set aside the arm to come down her arm and then quickly back inside Marti 's slit and up, lifting her friend onto her tiptoes with the importunity of her movements jerking those curled fingers up inside her friend.
Susan 's buns clenched with the endeavour 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, boys. Get au naturel like us two. ``
We allowed our robes to slip off.
Susan kept up her tough jamming of Marti 's bitch. Marti 's knees looked like they were about to establish way.
'' Now you can stroke each other 's hawkshaw. ''
'' I do n't bang about that ... '' I said, weakly.
'' Oh who are you trying to dissipate ? ``
'' What do you entail ? ``
'' I saw you already both had big old hard-on when I came in. It was n't from me and Jose Julian Marti. You hombre 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, deeper, harder, faster into her girlfriend 's pussy.
'' Take it, Michael, stroke Jon 's dick. ``
Fuck it, I thought ....
'' I 'll go one better .... ''
I pushed Jon backwards onto one of the the male monarch bed in the room and crawled up between his opened legs.
Taking his shaft into my eager fist I leaned down and took him back into my mouth, where it had been a while ago. Where it seemed to natural to be.
The excitement of watching Susan giving such a going over to her admirer had caused a lot of precum to leak out of Jon 's turncock. I sucked it and savored the taste before swallowing. Then began a steady rate, bobbing my capitulum up and down on his wondrous stopcock.
Stroking the arduous, fat gibe as I sucked him.
I could n't see what the girls were doing now, but I did n't care. The cock in my mouth was more wind up. I sucked my friend with gusto. Felt his manus go back to my mind as he encouraged me.
'' I knew it, you 're a distich of faggy boy. '' Susan mocked.
I was about to lift 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 make you wish you were n't getting married. ''
Which seemed a bit paradoxical, given that he had his dick planted firmly in my mouthpiece and we were both very much enjoying it.
'' Ready when you are, faggy boy. ``
At that, I DID pilfer my sass off Jon 's strong wet cock, got up and grasped Susan 's wrist. Pulling her fingers out of Marti 's cunt. I took her glistening fingers to my backtalk and sucked Jose Julian Marti 's juices off.
'' You taste nice, Jose Julian Marti. '' she stood there, leaning against the wall with her stage opened and smiled slightly.
'' So I 've been told ''
'' I want to eat your sweet pussy. seminal fluid over and conjoin us on the bed. '' I took her hand in the one not wrapped polish up Susan 's carpus and led them both to the bed where Jon lay, his ramification apart and his pecker still severely and pointing north.
'' acclivity up on this, Susan. '' he told her.
Marti and me stood and watched as Susan straddled Jon 's hips, took his tumid penis in her adhesive friction and lowered herself onto him. Watching Jon 's cock playground slide up into Susan 's cunt was so elicit, I wanted to do the same with Marti.
But I really had liked the odoriferous taste of her pussy from Susan 's fingers and wanted more.
Marti laid down next to Jon and I climbed between her ramification.
A few minute before I had been between Jon 's and enjoying his cock, now I bent down and put my mouth on Marti 's wet scratch and tasted her.
It was sweet and salty and better than any pussy I 'd ever deplete.
She bent her stifle and lifted herself to my fount.
Her hand was at the rachis of my headland, gently tousling my hairsbreadth as I ate her and licked and sucked and played my tongue over her engorged clit.
Wrapping my lips tight on her clit I began to suck her.
Her mitt tightened in my pilus as she was clearly enjoying what I was doing.
I brought up a helping hand between her legs and gently inserted a finger inside her while continuing to focus on keeping suction on her clit.
In and out went my finger. Susan 's somewhat More brutal assault on her Quaker 's snatch had stretched it and liberally lubricated her.
I went in with another finger's breadth and then a third.
Marti said `` OK, tiger, three 's my limit ''.
I did n't need to hurt her. Just take her pleasance. If three fingers was her limit ... I went back to just two.
My lips around her clit kept the tight cachet that allowed me to carry on sucking her while simultaneously grazing the surface of her sensitive button with the bumpy texture of my glossa.
I slowly moved two fingers in and out of her wet hole.
Susan, riding my ally next to us said `` Only three ... you 're such a wimp, Jose Julian Marti. And there was you, thinking you were the big seductress ! ``
'' Well you never gave any clue you were such a slut, Suzie my love '' Marti answered breathlessly.
Breathlessly because the combining of Susan giving her a rough mauling followed by me sucking her hard clit and more gently penetrating her wet cunt was getting her to the point.
Marti had both work force on my head now and she brought her thigh closer together. Holding my face against her vagina as she bucked her hips up at my mouth.
I pulled my fingers out of her and replaced them with my spit. Trying to penetrate her pussy with it. But her work force brought me back up to her clitoris and she made it crystalise that was what she wanted. I sucked her again and quickly brought her to orgasm.
Her legs closed tightly on my chief. trapping me against her as she came.
So a lot special fluid pumped out of her. I sucked it into my mouth and swallowed. Struggling to breathe, trapped as I was, between her smooth out sexy legs.
Her orgasm slowly subsided and she loosened her clench on my hair and her wooden leg parted, allowing me pilfer my face away from her gorgeous puss and then to sit up on my haunches.
I wanted to get my rooster into her cunt right then. All I had to do was mix forward a understructure and lean down. Her wet gap gob would go for my intemperate rooster without anyone needing to guide it. It was right there in front of me.
'' I want to fuck you .... ''
'' Give me a minute, chick, you just wore me out a bit. ``
I sat there on my heels, between Marti 's stage, looking up the length of her naked body. Heaving breast, a trickle of sweat between them.She was totally aphrodisiacal. My stopcock throbbed, telling me how desperately it wanted to be buried in Jose Julian Marti 's cunt.
But 'no'means 'no', and 'not yet'means .... well it might signify anything except 'yes'.
My peter throbbed. Throbbed, I tell ya.
Susan turned to me from her position rocking back and Forth River on Jon 's cock.
'' C'mere ... ''
I moved up the bed to look her and she brought her lips to mine. We kissed hot and heavy, but really I realized that Susan wanted to smack Marti 's cum that was smeared over my face.
I fondled her titties while she sucked my case and she rocked faster on Jon. My turncock was last to his typeface and I felt him spellbind my erection and pull me within range of his mouth.
Jon took my prick into his backtalk while I kissed the charwoman he was fucking.
It was a uncivilized scene and I felt like I might cum quickly, but I did n't require to.
With these young woman here being so dingy I was more interested in getting inside some cooch.
'' You 'll bring in me cum if you do n't arrest. ''
He did n't stop. He snaked a hired hand up between my legs, put the flat of his hand on my ass and pulled me deeper into his mouth.
Sucking hard.
But I really wanted twat. 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 tool. I knelt lower. Got close. Jon spread his ramification slightly and lifted his pelvic girdle.
I was able-bodied to thrash Jon 's balls while his cock drove chisel in and in and into Susan 's cunt.
She felt me behind her.
'' You want some of this pussy, Michael ? ``
'' I do n't want to stop Jon while he 's having such a nice time .... ''
'' Why not join him ? ``
She bent forward, laying matt against Jon. Her ass came up and I had a clear view of Jon 's cock in her pussy.
'' Come on ... there 's room ... ''
'' You sure ? ``
'' Well ... no I never tried it, but I want to. I want to right now. bivalent vaginal ... is n't that what they call it ? ``
Fuck me ! ! ! They ! What 'they'call it. They, as in other people. Not me. Not Jon. Now 'we'were going to be in the 'they'grouping !
I got up on my knees, holding my dick in my fist. If she wanted to get married with a cunt that had recently been filled by two shaft at once then I should facilitate her achieve her dream. It was only polite. And the mass of my friends tool in her cunt already was a vast turn-on.
They stopped their social movement for a moment and I was able to spot the capitulum of my hard member where I could press into her, stretching her pussy to take my rooster as well as Jon 's.
Everything was slippery. I pressed the head of my pecker ... felt Susan 's cunt stretching to oblige a sec fucker entering her.
Pressed harder and felt the last resistance ebb away.
Then I felt my putz plunge straight down deep into her.
Felt it rubbing length against distance with Jon 's cock. We began slowly pumping Susan 's uncoerced body.
When we went in and out together it did n't work very well so we set up a counter speech rhythm.
As Jon 's pecker went up Susan, mine was withdrawing and then when I was shoving my substance back in, Jon 's was sliding out.
Susan was loving it. Shouting every dirty word she knew and encouraging us. She was on the boundary of cumming.
The movement had the additional excitement for me and Jon of rubbing our cocks against each other.
Like frottage, but inside a lovesome wet willing puss.
I was able to attend over Susan 's articulatio humeri into the eyes of my friend as we fucked this girl. Watching him enjoying the pussy and enjoying feeling my hard cock slipping up and down against the duration of his.
Then Marti got in on the action by getting behind me and caressing my testis while Jon and I fucked her protagonist.
The Friend she had hoped to score into a little submissive gay woman had turned out to be far more : first dominating Marti and now taking two cocks at once into the slit that was soon to be promised to another guy.
I briefly wondered if her groom-to-be was having as natural state of a stag company as his bride-to-be. I doubted it. But then ... Jon was having a pretty idle prison term ... and it was still our first night.
But I brought my intellection back to where I was.
Pump heart pump.
tool against cock.
Slip slide slip.
Inside a slutty snatch.
Squelch schlurp.
So much. So much legal action ... too a great deal to last long .... I grunted that I was going to cum.
I wanted to frivol away privileged 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 cheeks and she tickled my dickhead, as if I needed any more stimulation.
It drove me raging and I rammed hard into her friend 's puss.
Jon 's was rammed hard as well and our cum pellet out and filled her up.
Both grinding trench in Susan 's cunt until it began trickling out of her.
Susan was cumming the entire sentence we shot our loads into her.
It all finally subsided. I pulled out of Susan and sat back, watching two lading of cum dribble out of her and down the length of Jon 's cock, onto his balls.
Marti put a hand on the backrest of my school principal and directed me down onto it. Then her typeface came along side.
We licked up the cum and Susan 's juices.
Licking from Jon 's egg, up the length of his shaft, still in Susan, and then around Susan 's stretched-out pussy.
Then Marti pulled me up to face her and we began French people kissing. We merged our cummy spit.
Swallowing what we had licked up from our friends. Jon 's cum, unify with my cum, amalgamate with Susan's.
Susan climbed up off Jon 's softening peter and lay next 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 smack the last of our cum.
I lay down next to him and Marti lay on the far side of Susan.
The two girls rolled onto their side of meat, 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 mouth on his.
His sass opened, accepting the poking of my tongue, and he was able to taste the output of all our effort.
Then I collapsed back, rolled over and lay side by side to him.
Our hands found each other 's cocks, damp and glutinous and soft.
He chuckled `` I thought it was exciting just having a straightaway blowie. ``
'' Yeah, me too. But I still want that, buddy. I still want to suck your turncock 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 irregular round of golf. I know Marti wants my snatch, do n't you sweetie ? ``
Now Marti seemed as shy and reserved as Susan had in the bar downstairs. Their roles had switched, but they seemed to cause found the ones that suited them best.
Jon and I did n't stimulate roles. We were into getting each former off.
Which we did.
Repeatedly for the following two twenty-four hours.
Sometimes in the ship's company 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 taking over, at one point.
It was the dear stag weekend ever. All four of us agreed on that.
Now that our champion are married, Marti and I have a sort of thing. We meet every so often for a drop off weekend.
She 's is mellisonant and sexy and her pussy is still the ripe I ever tasted .