Jon and I were best booster all through our young. Inseparable.
But times change. After university we made new lives in different cities. We both had long-term girlfriend and busy schedules so did n't blab lots or even email.
We 'd still see each other at holiday though, when we visited our folks in the old nursing 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 calendar month ago to secern me he was getting get married and ask if I 'd be his ripe 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 blow. I wanted to know who to invite, but Jon did n't have any names.
'' accuracy is Pete, I do n't really have champion here. about of my piece of work colleagues are hard-right redneck racialist yahoos. ``
'' Well, Texas. ``
'' I know. I 'm already looking to get out of here. Maybe out your way. ``
'' wellspring, I 'd be glad of that, if it ever happens. So what about some guys from back base ? ``
'' Naaah I did n't go on in touch. There were some protagonist in college. I 'll institutionalize you a lean. ``
I mailed the guys on Jon 's list but everyone was busy 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 sound old day. We 'll possess a great time. ``
I figured since it was just us two now, I could pay for the wholly tripper if we shared a elbow room.
I booked The Wynn. A high way overlooking their ridiculously overpriced golf class.
I got there inaugural 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 of steps was delayed a couple 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 little bombilation on.
A couple of daughter, Jose Julian Marti and Susan, were at the table adjacent to me and we got to talking.
They were on a stag weekend as well. As with me and Jon, all their booster had flaked on them.
They 'd just do back from some Chippendale 's type of place and they were n't into it.
'' You do n't like big, ripped naked guys ? ``
Jose Julian Marti said `` Not always ... `` she winked and Susan blushed.
I thought I could see the active. Marti was working on seducing the bride-to-be before she got married. Susan was queer but shy.
My telephone set rang. Jon was in the lobby. I told him where we were and ordered him a drink. Got another for me and the two lady friend while I was at it.
He showed up and we hugged a greeting. Very pleased to see each other.
I 'd severalise the young lady why we were there and how Jon and I were best friends since forever so it was no surprise we would n't just rock hands.
Jose Julian Marti still said it was Nice to see guys not ashamed to show tenderness 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 face Susan blushed again.
Jon arched his eyebrows at me and I shrugged and grinned. We seemed to be watching a tribade seduction.
We chatted for a while, and finished the boozing. Jon wanted to get up to his room and pick up after his extended flight.
Marti said `` we might as well go forth, too '' took Susan 's hand in hers and dragged her out of her place. `` 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. `` reach her a slight of that sapphic pleasuring ... ''
Maybe a little too loudly. Jose Julian Marti turned to him and winked. `` Pleasuring .... that 's what booster are for. ''
Wow. Susan was clearly embarrassed. `` Martiiiiii .... shhh. ``
'' Sorry sweetie, they 're cool though. right field guy rope ? ``
'' 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 room access closed Marti grabbed Susan and stage-whispered `` I 'm going to pull in you feel good, little girl. ``
Her hands went up to Susan 's boldness, holding her there and she kissed her friend on the mouth. Hard and deeply.
They broke off and Marti smiled. We two were excited to be seeing it unfolding.
'' Come on you two. What about a piddling show of heart ? ``
I was just a little buzz. Jon was too. We looked at each early for a second base, Jon gave me a 'why not ?'kind of look.
I leaned in ... our lips met ... I was kissing my serious friend.
Just for a gag, but even so ... I was about to break off when Jon 's hand went to the back of my neck and he held me there.
Then his early hand was on my ass ... pulling me tight against him. He rubbed himself against me for a arcsecond and then let go and we separated.
'' How was that ? '' he asked the girls.
'' Wild ! '' was Marti 's response.
Susan just said `` that was hot '' in a quieten spokesperson. Her hand found Marti 's.
I thought we 'd helped Marti in her seduction.
The elevator arrived at our high-pitched floor 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 peachy weekend. '' I told them as we entered our room.

We got inside and I turned right on Jon ...
'' What the piece of ass was that ? ``
'' What ? ``
'' In the elevator. ``
'' Just a snog, like they 'd let us see them. It was only fairish. ``
'' But it was n't just a quick, peck, buddy ! ``
'' So. You 're my best Friend in the man. What 's the trauma. ``
'' None I guess ... did you do stuff 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 assuredness.
Jon started unpacking his subject and then said he 'd hold a quick turnabout in the shower and we could go out to eat.
I had n't really planned any events, we were just going to meet 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 airless we 'd ever come to intimacy was dating the Saami young lady.
That girl had thought she was playing us, but really we 'd been aware of her peck the altogether time. When she found out we knew she got mad, for some intellect.
Jon tried to spill the beans her into a three-way with us but she said that was unacceptable demeanour and dumped us both. Go physical body a woman 's mind.
So we 'd never all been together at the same time but once I 'd make love her one night and Jon had fucked her the following day. We 'd always joke that since it was within 24 time of day 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 degenerate. I did n't detest it. I had n't pushed him away ...
And remembering the sentiment I had about men. My curiosity. And he 'd said he 'd had standardized thought process ....
I do n't roll in the hay ... booze, Lope Felix de Vega Carpio, hotel room, privacy, trust .... it all combined in me, then ...
I stripped off my clothes and tossed them on the electric chair and walked into the bathroom.
He could n't hear me with the water running.
I hesitated for a second ... what was I thinking ? ... but even if this was a wrong move I knew Jon would be OK ...
I opened the shower door and stepped inside. That was when he heard me. His back was towards me and he did n't turn.
'' Hello buddy .... do you need to get my backrest for me ? '' he passed me the hotel soap bar.
I said `` Sure.. '' like this was perfectly normal and started getting a nice sweat on my handwriting before rubbing max up and down his cover.
The scoop made everything smooth and slippery and I enjoyed feeling his hide under my hands and his taut muscle 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 of drawers and stomach. But as our bodies got closer I realized that I had an erection. It bumped against his tooshie. 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 smooth out pecs and abs.
My body was tight against his soapy back. Slippery, frictionless, rubbing .... my custody explored his tit ... scummy .... then I felt his paw on mine moving my tending downwards ... I felt his pubic hair under my finger crest.
He moved my hired man lower. Murmured ...
'' Do it ... you want to ... I want you to ... ''
I reached down and could feel his rear member. I took it into my handwriting. The stew and warm water made it easy for me to stroke his rooster.
I began humping myself against his body in metre with my chance event on his hard stiff putz. It felt great.
Then Jon turned around.
We stood facing each other under the sprayer, soaking wet, the max rinsing off our glistening bodies. My hard cock was rubbing against his.
He looked at me and holding my facial expression the way Marti had held Susan 's he put his rima oris back on mine as he had in the elevator.
My blazon went around him this time. My hired man went to the nape of his cervix. We embraced and kissed deeply.
His hand on my bare ass, my hired man on his ... our legs slightly apart so that our thighs could be between. Locked in a tight embrace under the warm shower.
It was acute and I did n't need it to stop. But we had to get out of the shower eventually ....
Our backtalk parted and we looked at each other ... ..
Now both my hands were on his bum ... My hard penis measuring its length against his ....
'' Now what ? ``
'' I do n't know .... ''
He turned off the exhibitioner 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 devil erections that were n't going away. I was very turned on by how I had been touching his consistence. By how his custody on my ass had felt. How the free weight of his cock in my hand had felt .... I wanted more.
Jon could n't read intellect but it was authorize that he knew what I was thinking.
'' Me too. '' he said.
Did he mean 'me too'it was Nice .... 'me too'... I want to transport on ... what ? Well, the erstwhile implied the latter and from the latter you could infer the former. All good.
I told him so there was no confusion ...
'' I want to sway on. I want to go to bed with you. ``
He smiled at me. The room came with two towel robe ; long and soft and plush. I pulled one on and Jon did the same. So we were enveloped in a sensuous comfortableness, both naked beneath.
The Holocene epoch memory of our shower and the anticipation of what was to come kept me at a heightened level of arousal.
My hard-on was hard and fat and throbbing.
The straits of my penis was rubbing against the toweling robe.
I felt like the simple tactile sensation of the cloth might stool me cum by then, so I allowed my stopcock to jab out where the gown came together.
Jon did n't inconvenience oneself to do his robe up. It hung loose and I stared without shame at his fine, fit torso and his hard pecker.
He reached for the belt tie on my robe and loosen it so that I was similarly exposed to his view.
I wanted to hitch him off but could n't let him contact me. If he touched me too soon I would cum, so instead I dropped to my articulatio genus in front of him and took his shaft in my clenched fist, opening my mouth ... about to take him into my mouth ....
And there was a knock at the door.
Oh for shag sake. I kept his cock in my hand, an inch from my open mouth.
Jon asked `` Did you order of magnitude room service of process ? ``
'' No. And I know you did n't ''
'' shag '' then he called out `` Who is it ? ``
The reply 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 fellate it.
'' Um ... what to do require ? ``
'' Can I come in ? Please ? ``
He whispered to me ... `` what do you think ? ``
I leaned forward and took his cock into my oral fissure. Looking up at him. Sucking his cock.
Jon called out `` Can you arrive back later ? ``
'' No it 's now or never. ``
The sensation of having a man 's penis in my mouth for the first meter was howling. Everything I 'd imagined. The firmness of purpose the texture. The brain activity, knowing the forbidden nature of what I was doing ... all incredibly exciting .... but .... 'now or never ... .'
I was intrigued. I looked up from my articulatio genus. Jon was definitely liking having his cock in my mouth.
His hand had gone to the back of my head and he was gently moving his coxa in time with my sucking.
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 door and looked through the eyehole.
Susan was there in a robe like the I we were wearing.
She must have got seen the light variety through the eye-hole and knew someone was looking out.
She quickly untied the knock of her gown and held it open. She was naked.
'' One sec .... ''
I motioned for Jon to do up his gown and quickly tied mine.
I opened the door wide and welcomed her inside our elbow room. She walked in briskly.
Her robe flapped open, showing us the goods.
Jon gave her a surprised and welcoming `` well, hi ... ''.
As I began to close the door the one antonym burst clear and Marti, also dressed in a robe charged through. She brushed past me and into our room.
'' fountainhead 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 hands in the air pocket of her open robe making no sweat to cover herself.
'' There you are steady ''
'' Yes, here I am. You 've got me all awry, Marti. ``
'' I 'm no-account if I came on too strong. I just want you to enjoy your last solar day of freedom and crap for sure you try things you might not get the opportunity for in hereafter. ``
Neither of us spoke, we just listened in on Marti and Susan 's conversation. It was loaded with potential ... ...
'' I 'm a bit more experienced than you think, Jose Julian Marti. You do n't know 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 best hazard. ``
'' You do n't get it do you ... ''
Susan moved towards Marti, marched her backwards and pressed her against the rampart. One hand went to Marti 's neck, holding her tightly, pinning her, while her other went down, parted Marti 's toweling robe and probed between her branch.
Susan whispered hoarsely into Marti 's ear.
'' I want you too, Jose Julian Marti, but I want to lead. I want fuck YOU, not the former way around. ``
'' Oh god yes. Oh yes. Do me. Take me Suse. ``
Susan 's script was covered from sentiment by the robe, but the rhythmic crusade of her arm made it obvious that she was rubbing Marti 's bare pussy. When Marti caught her intimation and turned her foreland this way and that, it was unmortgaged that Susan was finding the right 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 excitation and a hint of aggression.
The manus she had held round Marti 's neck now ran into her Friend 's hair and grasped a bunch of it tightly. This was not the loving lesbian seduction I was used to suppose, this was something a wholly lot more like violation.
But Marti was loving it.
I was stroking my hard cock now, while Susan finger-fucked her booster.
A quick tone over to Jon told me he was doing the same.
shit, they could have done this in their own elbow room. What a nice gesture to put on a display for us.
Jose Julian Marti 's robe had fallen unfastened by now. We could see Susan 's hand reaching between her friend 's legs.
Susan was sucking on Jose Julian Marti 's neck. Her palm tree was flat against Jose Julian Marti 's torso and clearly her fingers were curled up inside Jose Julian Marti 's cunt. Her hired man moved fast and toilsome, making Marti moan and bite her lip.
Susan moved her hand from Marti 's whisker to her shoulder and slipped the robe off her booster. It crumpled in a mass. Then Susan shrugged herself out of her own robe extracting her fingers from the wetness of Marti 's pussy just long enough to countenance the arm to issue forth down her arm and then quickly back inside Marti 's cunt and up, lifting her champion onto her tiptoes with the urgency of her movements jerking those curled fingers up inside her friend.
Susan 's buttocks clenched with the endeavour she was putting into ramming her finger's breadth 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, boy. Get naked like us two. ``
We allowed our gown to slip off.
Susan kept up her rugged jamming of Marti 's cunt. Marti 's knee joint looked like they were about to give way.
'' Now you can stroke each other 's dicks. ''
'' I do n't sleep with about that ... '' I said, weakly.
'' Oh who are you trying to gull ? ``
'' What do you think ? ``
'' 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 digit deeper, thick, harder, faster into her girl 's pussy.
'' Take it, Michael, stroke Jon 's cock. ``
fucking it, I thought ....
'' I 'll go one easily .... ''
I pushed Jon backwards onto one of the the king bed in the room and crawled up between his opened legs.
Taking his cock into my tidal bore clenched fist I leaned down and took him back into my backtalk, where it had been a while ago. Where it seemed to natural to be.
The hullabaloo of watching Susan giving such a going over to her supporter had caused a lot of precum to leak out out of Jon 's turncock. I sucked it and savored the perceptiveness before swallowing. Then began a steady tread, bobbing my head up and down on his tremendous cock.
Stroking the heavily, fat shaft as I sucked him.
I could n't see what the lady friend were doing now, but I did n't care. The putz in my mouth was more exciting. I sucked my friend with gusto. Felt his hand go back to my head as he encouraged me.
'' I knew it, you 're a pair of faggy boys. '' Susan mocked.
I was about to airlift up off Jon 's hammer to reply but he held me there. Sucking him. He answered.
'' Try us. We 'll founder you a fucking to make you care you were n't getting married. ''
Which seemed a bit paradoxical, given that he had his dick planted firmly in my mouth and we were both very much enjoying it.
'' set when you are, faggy male child. ``
At that, I DID overturn my lips off Jon 's hard wet cock, got up and grasped Susan 's articulatio radiocarpea. Pulling her fingers out of Jose Julian Marti 's cunt. I took her glistening fingers to my mouthpiece and sucked Marti 's succus off.
'' You taste nice, Marti. '' she stood there, leaning against the wall with her branch open and smiled slightly.
'' So I 've been told ''
'' I want to eat your scented twat. seminal fluid over and get together us on the bed. '' I took her hand in the one not wrapped round Susan 's wrist and led them both to the bed where Jon lay, his legs 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 traveling bag and lowered herself onto him. Watching Jon 's cock slide up into Susan 's cunt was so arousing, I wanted to do the same with Marti.
But I really had liked the sweet gustation of her pussy from Susan 's fingers and wanted more.
Marti laid down next to Jon and I climbed between her branch.
A few mo before I had been between Jon 's and enjoying his stopcock, now I bent down and put my mouth on Jose Julian Marti 's wet puss and tasted her.
It was mellisonant and salty and right than any pussy I 'd ever eat on.
She bent her genu and lifted herself to my typeface.
Her hand was at the binding of my caput, gently tousling my hair's-breadth as I ate her and licked and sucked and played my tongue over her congested button.
wrapper my mouth tight on her clitoris I began to take in her.
Her hand tightened in my tomentum as she was clearly enjoying what I was doing.
I brought up a hired man between her legs and gently inserted a fingerbreadth inside her while continuing to concentrate on keeping suction on her clit.
In and out went my digit. Susan 's somewhat more brutal assault on her friend 's cunt had stretched it and liberally lubricated her.
I went in with another finger and then a third.
Marti said `` OK, tiger, three 's my limit ''.
I did n't want 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 tight seal of approval that allowed me to carry on sucking her while simultaneously grazing the open of her sensible clit with the raspy texture of my clapper.
I slowly moved two fingers in and out of her wet hole.
Susan, riding my protagonist 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 slattern, Suzie my love '' Jose Julian Marti answered breathlessly.
Breathlessly because the combination of Susan giving her a boisterous mauling followed by me sucking her operose button and more gently penetrating her wet cunt was getting her to the point.
Marti had both hands on my head now and she brought her thigh closer together. Holding my case against her vagina as she bucked her hips up at my mouth.
I pulled my fingers out of her and replaced them with my tongue. Trying to fall into place her pussy with it. But her mitt brought me back up to her clit and she made it assoil that was what she wanted. I sucked her again and quickly brought her to orgasm.
Her legs closed tightly on my head. trapping me against her as she came.
So much redundant fluid pumped out of her. I sucked it into my back talk and swallowed. Struggling to take a breath, trapped as I was, between her smoothen aphrodisiacal legs.
Her orgasm slowly subsided and she loosened her grip on my hair and her peg parted, allowing me come up my face away from her gorgeous puss and then to sit up on my haunches.
I wanted to get my cock into her pussy right then. All I had to do was shamble forward a animal foot and lean down. Her wet gape hole would swallow my hard cock without anyone needing to guide it. It was right there in front of me.
'' I want to fuck you .... ''
'' Give me a minute, doll, you just bear me out a bit. ``
I sat there on my heel, between Marti 's leg, looking up the length of her naked trunk. Heaving chest, 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'means .... well it might mean anything except 'yes'.
My cock throbbed. Throbbed, I tell ya.
Susan turned to me from her lieu rocking back and Forth on Jon 's cock.
'' C'mere ... ''
I moved up the bed to face her and she brought her mouth to mine. We kissed hot and heavy, but really I realized that Susan wanted to taste Jose Julian 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 face and I felt him spellbind my erection and pull me within range of his mouth.
Jon took my cock into his mouthpiece while I kissed the woman he was fucking.
It was a idle panorama and I felt like I might cum quickly, but I did n't want to.
With these girls here being so grimy I was more interest in getting inside some cooch.
'' You 'll pretend me cum if you do n't stop. ''
He did n't end. He snaked a hand up between my wooden leg, put the flatbed of his manus on my ass and pulled me deeper into his oral cavity.
Sucking hard.
But I really wanted pussy. Marti was n't cook ....
I pulled out of Jon 's rima oris and moved behind Susan. Watched her ass bouncing up and down on Jon 's putz. I knelt lower. Got close. Jon spread his peg slightly and lifted his articulatio coxae.
I was able to lick Jon 's balls while his stopcock drove chisel in and in and into Susan 's cunt.
She felt me behind her.
'' You want some of this pussycat, Michael ? ``
'' I do n't want to break Jon while he 's having such a squeamish time .... ''
'' Why not join him ? ``
She bent forward, laying savorless 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. threefold vaginal ... is n't that what they call it ? ``
nookie me ! ! ! They ! What 'they'call it. They, as in early citizenry. Not me. Not Jon. Now 'we'were going to be in the 'they'group !
I got up on my knees, holding my cock in my fist. If she wanted to get married with a twat that had recently been filled by two cocks at once then I should help oneself her attain her aspiration. It was only polite. And the quite a little of my admirer cock in her puss already was a huge turn-on.
They stopped their movements for a moment and I was capable to position the head of my hard member where I could crusade into her, stretching her snatch to train my cock as well as Jon 's.
Everything was slippery. I pressed the capitulum of my cock ... felt Susan 's snatch stretching to reconcile a back fucker entering her.
Pressed harder and felt the live resistance ebb away.
Then I felt my peter dip 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 retort 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 news she knew and encouraging us. She was on the edge of cumming.
The move had the additional agitation for me and Jon of rubbing our shaft against each other.
Like frottage, but inside a fond wet willing cunt.
I was able to look over Susan 's shoulder joint into the eyes of my friend as we fucked this young lady. Watching him enjoying the snatch and enjoying feeling my laborious cock slipping up and down against the length of his.
Then Marti got in on the military action by getting behind me and caressing my balls while Jon and I fucked her admirer.
The admirer she had hoped to seduce into a niggling submissive tribade 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 wondered if her fiance was having as wild of a shop party as his bride-to-be. I doubted it. But then ... Jon was having a pretty furious clock time ... and it was still our first dark.
But I brought my thoughts back to where I was.
Pump heart heart.
Cock against hammer.
faux pas slide slip.
interior a slutty cunt.
Squelch schlurp.
So much. So much action ... too much to last long .... I grunted that I was going to cum.
I wanted to shoot inside 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 finger's breadth slipped between my ass nerve and she tickled my shit, as if I needed any More stimulus.
It drove me unfounded and I rammed hard into her friend 's pussy.
Jon 's was rammed hard as well and our cum jibe out and filled her up.
Both grinding deep in Susan 's twat until it began trickling out of her.
Susan was cumming the entire time we shot our lading into her.
It all finally subsided. I pulled out of Susan and sat back, watching two loads of cum drip out of her and down the length of Jon 's putz, onto his balls.
Marti put a hand on the back of my head and directed me down onto it. Then her boldness came along side.
We licked up the cum and Susan 's succus.
Licking from Jon 's balls, up the distance of his scape, still in Susan, and then around Susan 's stretched-out pussy.
Then Jose Julian Marti pulled me up to face up her and we began French people snuggling. We merged our cummy tongues.
Swallowing what we had licked up from our supporter. Jon 's cum, assorted with my cum, commingle with Susan's.
Susan climbed up off Jon 's softening cock 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 try out the live of our cum.
I lay down next to him and Marti lay on the far incline of Susan.
The two girls rolled onto their side, facing each other. Giggling and smoothing each former 's hair, the way girls do.
I lay on my chest, leaned across to Jon lying supine beside me, and put my mouth on his.
His lips opened, accepting the thrusting of my spit, and he was able to try out the output of all our sweat.
Then I collapsed back, rolled over and lay next to him.
Our men found each other 's peter, damp and sticky and soft.
He chuckled `` I thought it was exciting just having a fast blowie. ``
'' Yeah, me too. But I still want that, brother. I still want to lactate your cock until you cum in my back talk. ``
'' 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 sec turn. 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 purpose had switched, but they seemed to have found the single that suited them best.
Jon and I did n't have office. We were into getting each former off.
Which we did.
Repeatedly for the next two Clarence Shepard Day Jr..
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 succession, at one peak.
It was the honest hart weekend ever. All four of us agreed on that.
Now that our acquaintance are married, Marti and I have a kind of thing. We meet every so often for a befuddled weekend.
She 's is angelical and sexy and her cunt is still the best I ever tasted .