Jon and I were best admirer all through our young. Inseparable.
But metre change. After university we made new lifespan in different cities. We both had long-term girlfriends and engaged schedules so did n't talk lots or even email.
We 'd still see each early at vacation though, when we visited our family 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 calendar month ago to tell apart me he was getting tie and ask if I 'd be his best man.
fountainhead sure. I 'd be pissed if he asked anyone else. He told me what he wanted to do for a hart do : Weekend in Vega, baby !
Great, that would be a attack. I wanted to know who to invite, but Jon did n't receive any names.
'' verity is Pete, I do n't really have friends here. near of my work colleagues are hard-right redneck racist bumpkin. ``
'' well, Lone-Star State. ``
'' I know. I 'm already looking to get out of here. Maybe out your way. ``
'' fountainhead, I 'd be gladiola of that, if it ever happens. So what about some guy rope from back home ? ``
'' Naaah I did n't keep in speck. There were some supporter in college. I 'll institutionalise you a tilt. ``
I mailed the guys on Jon 's tilt but everyone was busy or broke and could n't bring in a stumble to Nevada.
When I told Jon he was OK with it.
'' Just us two, then. Like the good old days. We 'll consume a great fourth dimension. ``
I figured since it was just us two now, I could pay for the whole stumble if we shared a elbow room.
I booked The Wynn. A mellow room overlooking their ridiculously overpriced golf course.
I got there low 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 couple of hours so I figured I could go down and make for some cards.
In the end I just hit a bar. I was people-watching and getting a little buzz on.
A couple of girls, Marti and Susan, were at the table next to me and we got to talking.
They were on a stag weekend as well. As with me and Jon, all their ally had flaked on them.
They 'd just come back from some Chippendale 's type of plaza and they were n't into it.
'' You do n't like big, ripped nude guys ? ``
Marti said `` Not always ... `` she winked and Susan blushed.
I thought I could see the dynamical. Marti was working on seducing the fiancee before she got married. Susan was curious but shy.
My phone rang. Jon was in the lobby. I told him where we were and ordered him a boozing. Got another for me and the two missy while I was at it.
He showed up and we hugged a salutation. Very pleased to see each other.
I 'd differentiate the daughter why we were there and how Jon and I were best friends since forever so it was no surprise we would n't just shake hands.
Marti still said it was Nice to see guy wire not ashamed to show 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 Jose Julian Marti gave her a great deal on the cheek Susan blushed again.
Jon arched his eyebrow at me and I shrugged and grinned. We seemed to be watching a lesbian seduction.
We chatted for a patch, and finished the drunkenness. Jon wanted to get up to his room and clean up after his extended flight.
Jose Julian Marti said `` we might as well leave, too '' took Susan 's bridge player 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 building.
Jon and I followed.
'' I think Marti 's going to try it on with her, do n't you ? '' he whispered. `` return her a picayune of that sapphic pleasuring ... ''
Maybe a little too loudly. Marti turned to him and winked. `` Pleasuring .... that 's what protagonist are for. ''
Wow. Susan was clearly embarrassed. `` Martiiiiii .... shhh. ``
'' Sorry steady, they 're cool though. rightfulness 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 door closed Marti grabbed Susan and stage-whispered `` I 'm going to make you experience good, fiddling female child. ``
Her paw went up to Susan 's cheeks, holding her there and she kissed her Quaker on the mouth. Hard and rich.
They broke off and Marti smiled. We two were excited to be seeing it unfolding.
'' Come on you two. What about a short show of affection ? ``
I was just a short bombilate. Jon was too. We looked at each other for a second, Jon gave me a 'why not ?'form 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 break off when Jon 's helping hand went to the back of my neck and he held me there.
Then his former hand was on my ass ... pulling me sloshed against him. He rubbed himself against me for a 2nd and then let go and we separated.
'' How was that ? '' he asked the girls.
'' angry ! '' was Jose Julian Marti 's response.
Susan just said `` that was hot '' in a silence vocalisation. Her hand found Marti 's.
I thought we 'd helped Marti in her conquest.
The elevator arrived at our high 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 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, tidy sum, buddy ! ``
'' So. You 're my best booster in the globe. What 's the harm. ``
'' None I guess ... did you do gorge 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 cool off.
Jon started unpacking his case and then said he 'd have got a quick turnaround in the shower bath 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 candy kiss in the lift. We 'd never done anything like that growing up.
The confining we 'd ever come to intimacy was dating the Lapplander girl.
That girl had thought she was playing us, but really we 'd been aware of her good deal the all prison term. When she found out we knew she got mad, for some reason.
Jon tried to talk her into a three-way with us but she said that was unsufferable conduct 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 make out her one night and Jon had fucked her the following day. We 'd always joked that since it was within 24 hours it counted as a three-way.
But now I was n't thinking about sharing a 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 fasting. I did n't hate 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 similar idea ....
I do n't know ... booze, Vegas, hotel room, concealment, cartel .... it all combined in me, then ...
I stripped off my apparel and tossed them on the chair and walked into the bathroom.
He could n't hear me with the water system running.
I hesitated for a sec ... what was I thinking ? ... but even if this was a untimely move I knew Jon would be OK ...
I opened the shower door and stepped inside. That was when he heard me. His rachis was towards me and he did n't turn.
'' Hello pal .... do you desire to get my back for me ? '' he passed me the hotel scoop bar.
I said `` Sure.. '' like this was perfectly formula and started getting a nice stew on my paw before rubbing soap up and down his back.
The soap made everything smooth and slippery and I enjoyed feeling his peel under my hand and his taut muscularity under that skin.
He bent over slightly and I moved my deal 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 and stomach. But as our bodies got closer I realized that I had an erecting. 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 scissure of his bum.
My hands went round his dead body and I soaped his smooth pecs and abs.
My body was tight against his soapy back. Slippery, frictionless, rubbing .... my hands explored his tit ... lower .... then I felt his hand on mine moving my attentions downwards ... I felt his pubic haircloth under my finger tips.
He moved my script lower. Murmured ...
'' Do it ... you want to ... I want you to ... ''
I reached down and could finger his rear phallus. I took it into my hand. The soapsuds and ardent water made it comfortable for me to stroke his cock.
I began humping myself against his body in time with my throw on his hard stiff stopcock. It felt great.
Then Jon turned around.
We stood facing each other under the sprayer, soaking wet, the soap rinsing off our glistening bodies. My hard cock was rubbing against his.
He looked at me and holding my face the way Marti had held Susan 's he put his oral fissure back on mine as he had in the elevator.
My weaponry went around him this time. My manus went to the scruff of his neck opening. We embraced and kissed deeply.
His hand on my bare ass, my paw on his ... our pegleg slightly apart so that our thighs could be between. Locked in a plastered embracing under the warm shower.
It was intense and I did n't require it to turn back. 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 hard penis measuring its length against his ....
'' Now what ? ``
'' I do n't know .... ''
He turned off the cascade 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 hard-on that were n't going away. I was very turned on by how I had been touching his dead body. By how his hands on my ass had felt. How the weight of his cock in my mitt had felt .... I wanted more.
Jon could n't read judgement but it was clear that he knew what I was thinking.
'' Me too. '' he said.
Did he mean 'me too'it was dainty .... 'me too'... I want to express on ... what ? Well, the late implied the latter and from the latter you could generalize the sometime. All practiced.
I told him so there was no confusedness ...
'' I want to carry on. I want to go to bed with you. ``
He smiled at me. The room came with two towel 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 late storage of our shower and the anticipation of what was to do kept me at a sharpen level of arousal.
My erection was hard and fat and throbbing.
The foreland of my penis was rubbing against the toweling robe.
I felt like the mere touch of the textile might make me cum by then, so I allowed my cock to poke out where the gown came together.
Jon did n't bother to do his robe up. It hung open and I stared without shame at his fine, fit eubstance and his hard cock.
He reached for the swath tie on my robe and untie it so that I was similarly exposed to his aspect.
I wanted to jerk 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 articulatio genus in front of him and took his pecker in my fist, opening my mouth ... about to take up him into my rima oris ....
And there was a knock at the door.
Oh for piece of ass sake. I kept his cock in my hand, an inch from my outdoors mouth.
Jon asked `` Did you order way serving ? ``
'' No. And I know you did n't ''
'' piece of tail '' then he called out `` Who is it ? ``
The resolution 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 need ? ``
'' Can I amount in ? Please ? ``
He whispered to me ... `` what do you remember ? ``
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 sensation of having a man 's penis in my mouth for the first fourth dimension was wonderful. Everything I 'd imagined. The firmness the texture. The brain natural process, knowing the prohibited nature of what I was doing ... all incredibly exciting .... but .... 'now or never ... .'
I was intrigued. I looked up from my knee. Jon was definitely liking having his shaft in my mouth.
His hand had gone to the back of my head 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 look 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 1 we were wearing.
She must have seen the light variety through the eye-hole and knew someone was looking out.
She quickly untied the belt of her robe and held it afford. She was naked.
'' One sec .... ''
I motioned for Jon to do up his robe and quickly tied mine.
I opened the doorway wide and welcomed her at bottom our room. She walked in briskly.
Her robe flapped afford, showing us the goodness.
Jon gave her a surprised and welcoming `` well, how-do-you-do ... ''.
As I began to close the door the one contrary fusillade open and Marti, also dressed in a robe charged through. She brushed past me and into our way.
'' Well excuse me ... ''
Marti composed herself ... `` Oh, I 'm grim. Sue and me had a piddling disagreement and I wanted to make up. ``
Susan stood in the eye of the room with her hands in the pockets of her exposed gown making no travail to spread over herself.
'' There you are truelove ''
'' Yes, here I am. You 've got me all untimely, Marti. ``
'' I 'm gloomy if I came on too hard. I just want you to enjoy your final days of freedom and do sure you try things you might not get the chance for in future tense. ``
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, Marti. You do n't be intimate 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 survive best chance. ``
'' You do n't get it do you ... ''
Susan moved towards Marti, marched her backwards and pressed her against the wall. One script went to Marti 's cervix, holding her tightly, pinning her, while her other went down, parted Marti 's toweling robe and probed between her leg.
Susan whispered hoarsely into Jose Julian Marti 's ear.
'' I want you too, Marti, but I want to moderate. I want fuck YOU, not the other way around. ``
'' Oh god yes. Oh yes. Do me. pack me Suse. ``
Susan 's paw was covered from survey by the robe, but the rhythmic motility of her arm made it obvious that she was rubbing Jose Julian Marti 's bare kitty. When Marti caught her breath and turned her head this way and that, it was clear that Susan was finding the right places down there. Then Marti faced her champion ...
'' Kiss me, sweetie. snog me while you finger me. ``
Susan bowed her mind and locked mouth with Marti. crushed her lips against Marti 's. Kissing her with fervor and a mite of aggression.
The manus she had held round Jose Julian Marti 's neck now ran into her admirer '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 entirely lot more like rape.
But Marti was loving it.
I was stroking my strong cock now, while Susan finger-fucked her friend.
A prompt feel over to Jon told me he was doing the same.
Damn, they could receive done this in their own room. What a prissy gesture to put on a appearance for us.
Marti 's robe had fallen open by now. We could see Susan 's hired man reaching between her protagonist 's leg.
Susan was sucking on Jose Julian Marti 's neck. Her palm was flat against Marti 's torso and clearly her fingers were curled up inside Marti 's twat. Her hired man moved fast and hard, making Marti groan and seize with teeth her lip.
Susan moved her hand from Marti 's hair to her shoulder and slipped the robe off her friend. It crumpled in a agglomerate. Then Susan shrugged herself out of her own robe extracting her fingerbreadth from the wetness of Marti 's pussy just long enough to allow the sleeve to come down her arm and then quickly back inside Marti 's twat and up, lifting her admirer onto her tiptoes with the urgency of her motion jerking those curled digit up inside her champion.
Susan 's buttocks clenched with the cause she was putting into ramming her finger's breadth inside Marti.
She kept her crusade going and turned towards Jon and me. We had been masturbating as we watched but now we both covered up.
'' Do n't be shy, male child. Get au naturel like us two. ``
We allowed our robes to slip off.
Susan kept up her broken electronic jamming of Marti 's cunt. Marti 's knees looked like they were about to turn over way.
'' Now you can stroke each former 's dicks. ''
'' I do n't jazz about that ... '' I said, weakly.
'' Oh who are you trying to frivol away ? ``
'' What do you mean ? ``
'' I saw you already both had big old hard-on when I came in. It was n't from me and 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, thick, harder, faster into her girlfriend 's pussy.
'' Take it, Michael, stroke Jon 's cock. ``
nooky it, I thought ....
'' I 'll go one better .... ''
I pushed Jon backwards onto one of the the king bed in the elbow room and crawled up between his opened legs.
Taking his cock into my eagre fist I leaned down and took him back into my mouthpiece, where it had been a while ago. Where it seemed to lifelike to be.
The excitation of watching Susan giving such a going over to her ally had caused a lot of precum to leak out of Jon 's peter. I sucked it and savored the appreciation before swallowing. Then began a steady footstep, bobbing my head up and down on his wondrous shaft.
Stroking the strong, fat shaft as I sucked him.
I could n't see what the girl were doing now, but I did n't care. The cock in my rima oris was more charge. I sucked my Friend with gusto. Felt his hand go back to my chief as he encouraged me.
'' I knew it, you 're a pair of faggy son. '' Susan mocked.
I was about to lift up off Jon 's cock to respond but he held me there. Sucking him. He answered.
'' Try us. We 'll give you a fucking to make you wish well you were n't getting married. ''
Which seemed a bit self-contradictory, given that he had his tool planted firmly in my backtalk and we were both very often enjoying it.
'' Ready when you are, faggy boys. ``
At that, I DID cabbage my lips off Jon 's strong wet hammer, got up and grasped Susan 's wrist. Pulling her fingerbreadth out of Jose Julian Marti 's cunt. I took her glistening finger's breadth to my mouth and sucked Marti 's juice off.
'' You taste nice, Marti. '' she stood there, leaning against the wall with her legs open and smiled slightly.
'' So I 've been told ''
'' I want to eat your afters cunt. semen over and conjoin 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 peg apart and his hammer still heavily and pointing north.
'' ascent up on this, Susan. '' he told her.
Jose Julian Marti and me stood and watched as Susan straddled Jon 's hips, took his vertical penis in her clutch and lowered herself onto him. Watching Jon 's cock slide up into Susan 's twat was so call forth, I wanted to do the same with Marti.
But I really had liked the sweet-flavored perceptiveness of her pussy from Susan 's fingers and wanted more.
Marti laid down side by side to Jon and I climbed between her legs.
A few second before I had been between Jon 's and enjoying his stopcock, now I bent down and put my mouth on Marti 's wet prick and tasted her.
It was Henry Sweet and salty and better than any pussycat I 'd ever eaten.
She bent her human knee and lifted herself to my brass.
Her helping hand was at the back of my principal, gently tousling my hair as I ate her and puzzle out and sucked and played my tongue over her engorged clit.
Wrapping my lips tight on her clitoris I began to imbibe her.
Her hand tightened in my fuzz as she was clearly enjoying what I was doing.
I brought up a hired hand 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 finger's breadth. Susan 's somewhat Sir Thomas More brutal rape on her friend 's pussy 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 ache her. Just bring her pleasure. If three fingers was her limit ... I went back to just two.
My lips around her clitoris kept the tight sealskin that allowed me to stock on sucking her while simultaneously grazing the surface of her sensitive release with the rough texture of my spit.
I slowly moved two fingerbreadth in and out of her wet hole.
Susan, riding my friend next to us said `` Only three ... you 're such a wimp, Marti. And there was you, thinking you were the big seductress ! ``
'' fountainhead you never gave any clue you were such a trollop, Suzie my love '' Marti answered breathlessly.
Breathlessly because the combination of Susan giving her a roughly mauling followed by me sucking her hard button and more gently penetrating her wet cunt was getting her to the level.
Marti had both hands on my promontory now and she brought her thighs closer together. Holding my side against her vagina as she bucked her hips up at my sassing.
I pulled my fingers out of her and replaced them with my glossa. Trying to penetrate her pussy with it. But her hands brought me back up to her clit and she made it solve that was what she wanted. I sucked her again and quickly brought her to orgasm.
Her legs closed tightly on my mind. trapping me against her as she came.
So much duplicate fluid pumped out of her. I sucked it into my oral cavity and swallowed. Struggling to breathe, trapped as I was, between her smooth aphrodisiacal legs.
Her orgasm slowly subsided and she loosened her grip on my hair and her legs parted, allowing me lift my facial expression away from her gorgeous ichor and then to sit up on my haunches.
I wanted to get my cock into her cunt right then. All I had to do was ruffle forward a foot and lean down. Her wet gaping trap would bear my hard cock without anyone needing to guide on it. It was right there in front of me.
'' I want to roll in the hay you .... ''
'' Give me a minute, skirt, you just wore me out a bit. ``
I sat there on my heels, between Marti 's leg, looking up the length of her nude physical structure. Heaving titty, a trickle of sweat between them.She was totally sexy. My peter throbbed, telling me how desperately it wanted to be buried in Marti 's cunt.
But 'no'agency 'no', and 'not yet'substance .... well it might think of anything except 'yes'.
My peter throbbed. Throbbed, I tell ya.
Susan turned to me from her position rocking back and forth on Jon 's cock.
'' C'mere ... ''
I moved up the bed to face her and she brought her lips to mine. We kissed hot and heavy, but really I realized that Susan wanted to savor Marti 's cum that was smeared over my face.
I fondled her breast while she sucked my face and she rocked faster on Jon. My turncock was closelipped to his face and I felt him grip my erecting and pull me within range of a function of his mouth.
Jon took my cock into his sass while I kissed the cleaning woman he was fucking.
It was a wilderness scene and I felt like I might cum quickly, but I did n't want to.
With these girls here being so grubby I was more interested in getting inside some cooch.
'' You 'll cause me cum if you do n't stop. ''
He did n't block off. He snaked a hand up between my leg, put the flat of his deal on my ass and pulled me deeper into his sass.
suck hard.
But I really wanted pussy. Marti was n't make ....
I pulled out of Jon 's mouth and moved behind Susan. Watched her ass bouncing up and down on Jon 's dick. I knelt lower. Got close. Jon spread his legs slightly and lifted his hip joint.
I was able to lick Jon 's balls while his peter 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 squeamish time .... ''
'' Why not bring together him ? ``
She bent forward, laying flat against Jon. Her ass came up and I had a clear view of Jon 's stopcock 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. forked vaginal ... is n't that what they call it ? ``
roll in the hay me ! ! ! They ! What 'they'call it. They, as in other citizenry. Not me. Not Jon. Now 'we'were going to be in the 'they'group !
I got up on my articulatio genus, holding my dick 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 avail her accomplish her ambitiousness. It was only civil. And the sight of my friends cock in her snatch already was a huge turn-on.
They stopped their motion for a import and I was able-bodied to situation the head of my hard penis where I could press into her, stretching her kitty-cat to lead my cock as well as Jon 's.
Everything was slippery. I pressed the head of my cock ... felt Susan 's cunt stretching to accommodate a secondly fucker entering her.
Pressed harder and felt the end resistor ebb away.
Then I felt my cock plunge straight down deep into her.
Felt it rubbing length against length with Jon 's cock. We began slowly pumping Susan 's willing eubstance.
When we went in and out together it did n't work very well so we set up a return rhythm.
As Jon 's putz 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 Holy Writ she knew and encouraging us. She was on the sharpness of cumming.
The motions had the extra excitement for me and Jon of rubbing our rooster against each other.
Like frottage, but inside a quick wet willing twat.
I was able to look over Susan 's shoulder into the eyes of my booster as we fucked this girl. Watching him enjoying the pussycat and enjoying feeling my concentrated hammer slipping up and down against the length of his.
Then Marti got in on the action by getting behind me and caressing my balls while Jon and I fucked her supporter.
The Quaker she had hoped to seduce into a minuscule submissive tribade had turned out to be far more : first base dominating Marti and now taking two cocks at once into the cunt that was soon to be promised to another guy.
I briefly question if her groom-to-be was having as wild of a stag political party as his bride-to-be. I doubted it. But then ... Jon was having a pretty uncivilised time ... and it was still our first dark.
But I brought my thoughts back to where I was.
Pump pump heart.
turncock against stopcock.
Slip slide gaucherie.
inside a slutty cunt.
squelch circuit schlurp.
So much. So a good deal action ... too a good deal to finish foresightful .... I grunted that I was going to cum.
I wanted to charge 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 cheek and she tickled my asshole, as if I needed any more stimulation.
It drove me wild and I rammed hard into her admirer 's pussy.
Jon 's was rammed hard as well and our cum shooter out and filled her up.
Both grinding deep in Susan 's twat until it began trickling out of her.
Susan was cumming the entire clip we shot our loads into her.
It all finally subsided. I pulled out of Susan and sat back, watching two loading of cum dribble out of her and down the length of Jon 's cock, onto his balls.
Jose Julian Marti put a hired man on the back of my school principal and directed me down onto it. Then her typeface came along side.
We licked up the cum and Susan 's juice.
Licking from Jon 's musket ball, up the duration of his shot, still in Susan, and then around Susan 's stretched-out snatch.
Then Marti pulled me up to face her and we began Daniel Chester French kissing. We merged our cummy knife.
Swallowing what we had licked up from our friends. Jon 's cum, mixed with my cum, fuse with Susan's.
Susan climbed up off Jon 's softening tool and lay side by side to him. There was way on the bed for four to lie there.
I thought about boy-girl-boy-girl, but then what I really wanted now was to let Jon taste the last of our cum.
I lay down side by side to him and Jose Julian Marti lay on the far side of meat of Susan.
The two girls rolled onto their side, facing each early. Giggling and smoothing each other 's hair, the way girls do.
I lay on my chest, leaned across to Jon lying supine beside me, and put my lip on his.
His lips opened, accepting the thrusting of my tongue, and he was able to try the output of all our exertions.
Then I collapsed back, rolled over and lay next to him.
Our bridge player found each other 's cocks, damp and gluey and soft.
He chuckled `` I thought it was exciting just having a immediate blowie. ``
'' Yeah, me too. But I still want that, buddy. I still want to suck your shaft 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 second gear 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 roles had switched, but they seemed to cause found the one that suited them best.
Jon and I did n't have roles. We were into getting each other off.
Which we did.
Repeatedly for the next two days.
Sometimes in the party of Susan and Jose Julian 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 succession, at one spot.
It was the best stag weekend ever. All four of us agreed on that.
Now that our friends are married, Jose Julian Marti and I have a kind of thing. We meet every so often for a suffer weekend.
She 's is odorous and sexy and her cunt is still the best I ever tasted .