Jon and I were best friends all through our spring chicken. Inseparable.
But times change. After university we made new life in different cities. We both had long-run girlfriends and busy schedules so did n't blab much or even email.
We 'd still see each other at holiday 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 minute ago.
He called one day a few calendar month ago to assure me he was getting married 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 Lope Felix de Vega Carpio, infant !
Great, that would be a attack. I wanted to know who to pay for, but Jon did n't consume any names.
'' the true is Pete, I do n't really have ally here. Most of my work colleague are hard-right redneck racist chawbacon. ``
'' fountainhead, Texas. ``
'' I know. I 'm already looking to get out of here. Maybe out your way. ``
'' Well, I 'd be glad of that, if it ever happens. So what about some guys from back household ? ``
'' Naaah I did n't observe in touch. There were some friends in college. I 'll send you a list. ``
I mailed the guys on Jon 's leaning 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 good old twenty-four hours. We 'll make a great meter. ``
I figured since it was just us two now, I could pay for the all tripper if we shared a room.
I booked The Wynn. A highschool room 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 room we were in.
His flight was delayed a dyad of hours so I figured I could go down and flirt some cards.
In the end I just hit a bar. I was people-watching and getting a short bombilation on.
A couple of young woman, Marti and Susan, were at the tabular array next to me and we got to talking.
They were on a stag weekend as well. As with me and Jon, all their friends had flaked on them.
They 'd just come back from some Chippendale 's type of property and they were n't into it.
'' You do n't wish big, ripped naked hombre ? ``
Marti said `` Not always ... `` she winked and Susan blushed.
I thought I could see the dynamical. Marti was working on seducing the bride-to-be before she got married. Susan was peculiar but shy.
My phone rang. Jon was in the entrance hall. 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 girls why we were there and how Jon and I were best friend since forever so it was no surprisal we would n't just shake hands.
Jose Julian Marti still said it was overnice to see guy wire not ashamed to show affection for each other.
'' Like us two .... '' she said, and gave Susan a big hug. Susan went along with it - quite stiffly, I thought. When Jose Julian Marti gave her a peck on the impertinence 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 extended flight.
Marti said `` we might as well leave, too '' took Susan 's script 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. `` 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 truelove, they 're nerveless though. right wing guy cable ? ``
'' Go for it. '' `` Totally '' we said, simultaneously.
The lift came. I pressed for our floor. Marti was on the Sami one.
We got on. Just the four of us.
When the room access closed Marti grabbed Susan and stage-whispered `` I 'm going to earn you feel good, little girl. ``
Her hands went up to Susan 's face, holding her there and she kissed her friend on the mouth. Hard and thick.
They broke off and Marti smiled. We two were excited to be seeing it unfolding.
'' Come on you two. What about a little show of affection ? ``
I was just a little buzzed. Jon was too. We looked at each early for a 2d, Jon gave me a 'why not ?'kind of look.
I leaned in ... our sassing met ... I was kissing my best friend.
Just for a gag, but even so ... I was about to get out off when Jon 's hand went to the back of my cervix and he held me there.
Then his former hand was on my ass ... pulling me pissed against him. He rubbed himself against me for a second and then let go and we separated.
'' How was that ? '' he asked the girls.
'' crazy ! '' was Jose Julian Marti 's response.
Susan just said `` that was hot '' in a quiet voice. Her manus found Marti 's.
I thought we 'd helped Marti in her seduction.
The elevator arrived at our high base and we found that we were staying in elbow 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 fuck 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, mint, buddy ! ``
'' So. You 're my just friend in the world. What 's the hurt. ``
'' None I guess ... did you do stuff like that at college ? ``
'' Fuck 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 possess a promptly reversal in the shower and we could go out to eat.
I had n't really planned any events, we were just going to play 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 come to intimacy was dating the same girl.
That girl had thought she was playing us, but really we 'd been cognizant of her deal the unharmed time. When she found out we knew she got mad, for some understanding.
Jon tried to talk her into a three-way with us but she said that was impossible behaviour and dumped us both. Go figure a woman 's mind.
So we 'd never all been together at the same time but once I 'd fucked her one night and Jon had fucked her the keep an eye on 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 char, 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 thoughts I had about men. My oddity. And he 'd said he 'd had similar thoughts ....
I do n't know ... liquor, 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 bath.
He could n't hear me with the water system running.
I hesitated for a s ... what was I thinking ? ... but even if this was a wrong move I knew Jon would be OK ...
I opened the shower bath room access and stepped inside. That was when he heard me. His backrest was towards me and he did n't turn.
'' Hello sidekick .... do you want to get my backrest for me ? '' he passed me the hotel scoop bar.
I said `` Sure.. '' like this was perfectly normal and started getting a courteous lather on my hands before rubbing max up and down his back.
The soap made everything smooth and slippery and I enjoyed feeling his skin under my workforce and his taut muscles under that skin.
He bent over slightly and I moved my manus lower. Moving my soapy palms all over his tight ass. Feeling him clench his buttocks 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 merchantman. 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 fluid pecs and abs.
My trunk was tight against his soapy back. Slippery, frictionless, rubbing .... my hands explored his tit ... lower .... then I felt his handwriting on mine moving my tending downwards ... I felt his pubic pilus under my finger tips.
He moved my script 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 helping hand. The sweat and warm H2O made it easygoing for me to stroke his dick.
I began humping myself against his body in time with my strokes on his hard stiff cock. 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 stopcock was rubbing against his.
He looked at me and holding my face the way Marti had held Susan 's he put his mouthpiece back on mine as he had in the elevator.
My arms went around him this time. My bridge player went to the nucha of his cervix. We embraced and kissed deeply.
His hired hand on my bare ass, my hand on his ... our peg slightly apart so that our second joint could be between. Locked in a squiffy embrace under the affectionate shower.
It was intense and I did n't want it to stop. But we had to get out of the shower eventually ....
Our oral fissure parted and we looked at each other ... ..
Now both my bridge player were on his bum ... My hard penis measuring its duration against his ....
'' Now what ? ``
'' I do n't eff .... ''
He turned off the shower and I stepped out onto the bath mat. I grabbed a towel and handed it to Jon, then grabbed one for myself.
We watched each other drying off. We both had monster erections that were n't going away. I was very turned on by how I had been touching his body. By how his workforce on my ass had felt. How the weight of his cock in my script had felt .... I wanted more.
Jon could n't read intellect but it was clear that he knew what I was thinking.
'' Me too. '' he said.
Did he signify 'me too'it was dainty .... 'me too'... I want to carry on ... what ? Well, the former implied the latter and from the latter you could infer the former. All dear.
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 easygoing and plush. I pulled one on and Jon did the same. So we were enveloped in a sensuous quilt, both naked beneath.
The Recent memory of our shower and the anticipation of what was to hail hold open me at a heightened level of foreplay.
My erecting was hard and fat and throbbing.
The nous of my phallus was rubbing against the toweling robe.
I felt like the mere contact 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 disoblige to do his robe up. It hung open and I stared without shame at his amercement, fit body and his hard cock.
He reached for the whack tie on my gown and unmake it so that I was similarly exposed to his position.
I wanted to hitch 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 mouth ... about to film him into my back talk ....
And there was a smash at the door.
Oh for fucks sake. I kept his turncock in my hired hand, an inch from my undetermined mouth.
Jon asked `` Did you monastic order way service ? ``
'' No. And I know you did n't ''
'' fucking '' then he called out `` Who is it ? ``
The solution 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 want ? ``
'' Can I issue forth in ? Please ? ``
He whispered to me ... `` what do you consider ? ``
I leaned forward and took his cock into my mouth. Looking up at him. Sucking his cock.
Jon called out `` Can you occur back later ? ``
'' No it 's now or never. ``
The sensation of having a man 's penis in my backtalk for the kickoff clock time was fantastic. Everything I 'd imagined. The resolve the texture. The learning ability activity, knowing the tabu 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 mouth.
His hand had gone to the back of my forefront and he was gently moving his hips in clip 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 sass away from his glistening hard-on and stood.
Went to the door and looked through the spyhole.
Susan was there in a robe like the ones we were wearing.
She must cause seen the low-cal change through the eye-hole and knew soul was looking out.
She quickly untied the whang of her gown and held it open. She was naked.
'' One sec .... ''
I motioned for Jon to do up his robe and quickly tied mine.
I opened the threshold extensive and welcomed her inside our way. She walked in briskly.
Her gown flapped open, showing us the goods.
Jon gave her a surprised and welcoming `` well, howdy ... ''.
As I began to close the door the one opposite salvo receptive and Marti, also dressed in a gown charged through. She brushed past me and into our room.
'' wellspring excuse me ... ''
Jose Julian Marti composed herself ... `` Oh, I 'm blue. Sue and me had a lilliputian variance and I wanted to take a leak up. ``
Susan stood in the middle of the way with her paw in the pouch of her open robe making no crusade to encompass herself.
'' There you are sweetie ''
'' Yes, here I am. You 've got me all wrongly, Marti. ``
'' I 'm sorry if I came on too strong. I just want you to revel your last days of freedom and make sure you try matter 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 ... ...
'' I 'm a bit more go through than you think, 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 chance. ``
'' You do n't get it do you ... ''
Susan moved towards Marti, marched her backwards and pressed her against the wall. One deal 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 Marti 's ear.
'' I want you too, Marti, but I want to direct. I want shag YOU, not the other way around. ``
'' Oh god yes. Oh yes. Do me. necessitate me Suse. ``
Susan 's mitt was covered from view by the robe, but the rhythmic cause of her arm made it obvious that she was rubbing Jose Julian Marti 's bare cunt. When Marti caught her breath and turned her head this way and that, it was clear that Susan was finding the right field places down there. Then Marti faced her friend ...
'' candy kiss me, sweetie. Kiss me while you finger me. ``
Susan bowed her head and locked rim with Marti. crushed her sassing against Marti 's. Kissing her with fervidness and a lead of aggression.
The mitt she had held round Jose Julian 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 think, this was something a whole lot more like violation.
But Marti was loving it.
I was stroking my hard cock now, while Susan finger-fucked her friend.
A quick spirit over to Jon told me he was doing the same.
tinker's dam, they could have done this in their own room. What a nice gesture to put on a show for us.
Jose Julian Marti 's gown had fallen surface 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 was flat against Marti 's body and clearly her digit were curled up inside Jose Julian Marti 's cunt. Her hired man moved fast and laborious, making Marti groan and bite her lip.
Susan moved her hand from Marti 's whisker to her articulatio humeri and slipped the robe off her friend. It crumpled in a peck. Then Susan shrugged herself out of her own robe extracting her fingers from the wetness of Jose Julian Marti 's pussy just long enough to earmark the sleeve to come down her arm and then quickly back inside Marti 's puss and up, lifting her friend 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 fingers inside Marti.
She kept her move 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, son. Get naked like us two. ``
We allowed our gown to slip off.
Susan kept up her rugged jam of Marti 's cunt. Marti 's knees looked like they were about to sacrifice way.
'' Now you can stroke each other 's putz. ''
'' I do n't get laid about that ... '' I said, weakly.
'' Oh who are you trying to fool ? ``
'' What do you signify ? ``
'' I saw you already both had big old erection when I came in. It was n't from me and Jose Julian Marti. You guys 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.
'' accept it, Michael, stroke Jon 's cock. ``
Fuck it, I thought ....
'' I 'll go one considerably .... ''
I pushed Jon backwards onto one of the the king bed in the room and crawled up between his opened legs.
Taking his turncock into my tidal bore clenched 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 Friend had caused a lot of precum to leak out of Jon 's hammer. I sucked it and savored the taste before swallowing. Then began a steady gait, bobbing my head up and down on his wonderful hammer.
Stroking the toilsome, fat shaft as I sucked him.
I could n't see what the girls were doing now, but I did n't care. The peter in my mouth was more sex. I sucked my friend with gusto. Felt his hand go back to my head as he encouraged me.
'' I knew it, you 're a yoke of faggy boys. '' Susan mocked.
I was about to airlift up off Jon 's cock to reply but he held me there. Sucking him. He answered.
'' Try us. We 'll founder you a fucking to make you wish well you were n't getting married. ''
Which seemed a bit paradoxical, given that he had his pecker planted firmly in my mouth and we were both very lots enjoying it.
'' quick when you are, faggy boys. ``
At that, I DID lift my sassing off Jon 's hard wet rooster, got up and grasped Susan 's articulatio radiocarpea. Pulling her fingers out of Marti 's twat. I took her glistening fingers to my oral fissure and sucked Marti 's juice off.
'' You taste overnice, Marti. '' she stood there, leaning against the paries with her legs capable and smiled slightly.
'' So I 've been told ''
'' I want to eat your gratifying pussy. come over and conjoin us on the bed. '' I took her hand in the one not wrapped round out Susan 's wrist and led them both to the bed where Jon lay, his legs apart and his rooster still laborious and pointing north.
'' Climb up on this, Susan. '' he told her.
Jose Julian Marti and me stood and watched as Susan straddled Jon 's hips, took his upright phallus in her travelling 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-smelling gustatory sensation of her kitty from Susan 's fingers and wanted more.
Jose Julian Marti laid down succeeding to Jon and I climbed between her legs.
A few minutes before I had been between Jon 's and enjoying his cock, now I bent down and put my lip on Jose Julian Marti 's wet puss and tasted her.
It was gratifying and salty and practiced than any pussy I 'd ever corrode.
She bent her knees and lifted herself to my nerve.
Her paw was at the back of my caput, gently tousling my hair as I ate her and licked and take in and played my lingua over her engorged clit.
wrap my mouth tight on her button I began to go down on her.
Her hand tightened in my haircloth as she was clearly enjoying what I was doing.
I brought up a hand between her legs and gently inserted a finger inside her while continuing to decoct on keeping suction on her clit.
In and out went my fingerbreadth. Susan 's somewhat Thomas More brutish assault on her protagonist 's pussy had stretched it and liberally lubricated her.
I went in with another fingerbreadth and then a thirdly.
Marti said `` OK, tiger, three 's my boundary ''.
I did n't want to smart her. Just lend her joy. If three fingers was her limit point ... I went back to just two.
My lips around her button kept the fuddled Navy SEAL that allowed me to carry on sucking her while simultaneously grazing the surface of her sensitive button with the rough texture of my tongue.
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, Marti. And there was you, thinking you were the big seductress ! ``
'' wellspring you never gave any hint you were such a slut, Suzie my love '' Jose Julian Marti answered breathlessly.
Breathlessly because the combination of Susan giving her a rough mauling followed by me sucking her concentrated clitoris and more gently penetrating her wet cunt was getting her to the point.
Marti had both helping hand on my school principal now and she brought her thighs closer together. Holding my typeface 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 riddle her slit with it. But her mitt brought me back up to her button 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 head. trapping me against her as she came.
So often extra fluid pumped out of her. I sucked it into my mouth and swallowed. Struggling to breathe, trapped as I was, between her fluent sexy legs.
Her coming slowly subsided and she loosened her grasp on my hair's-breadth and her ramification parted, allowing me move up my human face away from her gorgeous puss and then to sit up on my haunches.
I wanted to get my cock into her puss right then. All I had to do was shuffle forward a human foot and lean down. Her wet gaping hole would go for my hard cock without anyone needing to pass it. It was right there in front of me.
'' I want to have it away you .... ''
'' give way me a minute, doll, you just wore me out a bit. ``
I sat there on my heel, between Marti 's legs, looking up the length of her bare body. Heaving breasts, a dribble of sweat between them.She was totally sexy. My cock throbbed, telling me how desperately it wanted to be buried in 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 post rocking back and Forth on Jon 's cock.
'' C'mere ... ''
I moved up the bed to face her and she brought her sassing to mine. We kissed hot and gravid, but really I realized that Susan wanted to taste Jose Julian Marti 's cum that was smeared over my face.
I fondled her tit while she sucked my look and she rocked faster on Jon. My cock was airless to his face and I felt him grip my erection and rend me within range of his oral fissure.
Jon took my rooster into his mouth while I kissed the woman he was fucking.
It was a angry setting and I felt like I might cum quickly, but I did n't want to.
With these girls here being so dingy I was more interested in getting inside some cooch.
'' You 'll make me cum if you do n't break off. ''
He did n't end. He snaked a hired hand up between my legs, put the flat tire of his bridge player on my ass and pulled me deeper into his mouth.
suction hard.
But I really wanted slit. Marti was n't fix ....
I pulled out of Jon 's mouthpiece and moved behind Susan. Watched her ass bouncing up and down on Jon 's stopcock. I knelt blue. Got close. Jon spread his pegleg slightly and lifted his coxa.
I was able to lick Jon 's balls while his cock drove in and in and into Susan 's cunt.
She felt me behind her.
'' You want some of this slit, Michael ? ``
'' I do n't need to cease Jon while he 's having such a nice prison term .... ''
'' Why not unite him ? ``
She bent forward, laying flavourless against Jon. Her ass came up and I had a clean view of Jon 's rooster in her pussy.
'' Come on ... there 's elbow room ... ''
'' You sure ? ``
'' well ... no I never tried it, but I want to. I want to right now. twofold vaginal ... is n't that what they call it ? ``
Fuck me ! ! ! They ! What 'they'telephone call it. They, as in former 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 cunt that had recently been filled by two tool at once then I should help oneself her achieve her ambition. It was only genteel. And the sight of my friends cock in her slit already was a vast turn-on.
They stopped their bowel movement for a minute and I was able to side the head of my hard member where I could conjure into her, stretching her pussy to take my shaft as well as Jon 's.
Everything was slippery. I pressed the head of my cock ... felt Susan 's cunt stretching to accommodate a s fucker entering her.
Pressed harder and felt the finally ohmic resistance ebb away.
Then I felt my shaft plunge straight down deep into her.
Felt it rubbing length against length with Jon 's turncock. We began slowly pumping Susan 's volition body.
When we went in and out together it did n't work very well so we set up a counter rhythm.
As Jon 's cock went up Susan, mine was withdrawing and then when I was shoving my heart 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 motions had the additional excitement for me and Jon of rubbing our cocks against each other.
Like frottage, but inside a warm wet bequeath snatch.
I was able to look over Susan 's shoulder joint into the optic of my friend as we fucked this miss. Watching him enjoying the slit and enjoying feeling my intemperately stopcock slipping up and down against the duration of his.
Then Marti got in on the action by getting behind me and caressing my musket ball while Jon and I fucked her ally.
The friend she had hoped to make into a short slavish lesbian had turned out to be far more : first dominating Jose Julian Marti and now taking two cocks at once into the cunt that was soon to be promised to another guy.
I briefly enquire if her fiance was having as wild of a stag party as his fiancee. I doubted it. But then ... Jon was having a moderately wild prison term ... and it was still our kickoff night.
But I brought my sentiment back to where I was.
heart pump heart.
Cock against prick.
solecism playground slide slickness.
inside a slutty slit.
takedown schlurp.
So much. So much activity ... too much to last recollective .... I grunted that I was going to cum.
I wanted to fool inner 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 impudence and she tickled my asshole, as if I needed any more stimulation.
It drove me wild and I rammed hard into her friend 's pussy.
Jon 's was rammed hard as well and our cum stroke out and filled her up.
Both grinding deep in Susan 's snatch until it began trickling out of her.
Susan was cumming the intact sentence we shot our cargo into her.
It all finally subsided. I pulled out of Susan and sat back, watching two scores of cum dribble out of her and down the duration of Jon 's pecker, onto his balls.
Marti put a deal on the back of my mind and directed me down onto it. Then her face came along side.
We licked up the cum and Susan 's juices.
Licking from Jon 's lump, 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, mixed with my cum, mixed 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 savor the death of our cum.
I lay down next to him and Jose Julian Marti lay on the far side of Susan.
The two girls rolled onto their side, facing each other. Giggling and smoothing each early 's hair, the way young lady do.
I lay on my chest, leaned across to Jon lying supine beside me, and put my oral cavity on his.
His rim opened, accepting the poke of my spit, and he was able to taste the output of all our elbow grease.
Then I collapsed back, rolled over and lay future to him.
Our hand found each other 's cocks, damp and gluey and soft.
He chuckled `` I thought it was exciting just having a quick blowie. ``
'' Yeah, me too. But I still want that, buddy. I still want to suck your hammer 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 party and we 'll go a second round. I know Jose Julian Marti wants my twat, do n't you sweetie ? ``
Now Jose Julian Marti seemed as shy and reserved as Susan had in the bar downstairs. Their role had switched, but they seemed to birth found the ones that suited them best.
Jon and I did n't have roles. We were into getting each other off.
Which we did.
Repeatedly for the side by side two 24-hour interval.
Sometimes in the company of Susan and Jose Julian 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 point.
It was the easily stag weekend ever. All four of us agreed on that.
Now that our protagonist are married, Marti and I have a sort of thing. We meet every so often for a lose weekend.
She 's is sweet-smelling and sexy and her pussy is still the best I ever tasted .