Jon and I were best Friend all through our youth. Inseparable.
But clock time change. After university we made new lives in different city. We both had semipermanent girl and busy schedules so did n't talk a great deal or even email.
We 'd still see each other at holidays though, when we visited our folk music 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 months ago to separate me he was getting conjoin 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 Vegas, Baby !
Great, that would be a blow. I wanted to have a go at it who to invite, but Jon did n't cause any gens.
'' accuracy is Pete, I do n't really have friends here. Most of my work co-worker are hard-right redneck racist hayseed. ``
'' Well, TX. ``
'' I know. I 'm already looking to get out of here. Maybe out your way. ``
'' Well, I 'd be gladiolus of that, if it ever happens. So what about some hombre from back home ? ``
'' Naaah I did n't go along in cutaneous senses. There were some supporter in college. I 'll send you a leaning. ``
I mailed the bozo on Jon 's list but everyone was busybodied or broke and could n't pee-pee a trip to Nevada.
When I told Jon he was OK with it.
'' Just us two, then. Like the good old Day. We 'll take in a great sentence. ``
I figured since it was just us two now, I could pay for the whole tripper if we shared a room.
I booked The Wynn. A high school room overlooking their ridiculously overpriced golf game form.
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 duad 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 fiddling buzz on.
A twosome 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 protagonist had flaked on them.
They 'd just come back from some Chippendale 's type of situation and they were n't into it.
'' You do n't like big, ripped naked bozo ? ``
Jose Julian Marti said `` Not always ... `` she winked and Susan blushed.
I thought I could see the dynamic. Marti was working on seducing the bride-to-be before she got espouse. Susan was rum but shy.
My telephone rang. Jon was in the lobby. I told him where we were and ordered him a drinkable. Got another for me and the two girls while I was at it.
He showed up and we hugged a greeting. Very pleased to see each other.
I 'd told the little girl why we were there and how Jon and I were best Friend since forever so it was no surprise we would n't just stimulate hands.
Marti still said it was nice to see guys not ashamed to render warmheartedness for each other.
'' Like us two .... '' she said, and gave Susan a big hug. Susan went along with it - quite stiffly, I thought. When Marti gave her a great deal on the cheek Susan blushed again.
Jon arched his eyebrows at me and I shrugged and grinned. We seemed to be watching a sapphic seduction.
We chatted for a while, and finished the swallow. Jon wanted to get up to his way and pick up after his extended flight.
Jose Julian Marti said `` we might as well go away, too '' took Susan 's hand in hers and dragged her out of her seat. `` seminal fluid 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. `` Give her a little of that sapphic pleasuring ... ''
Maybe a little too loudly. 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 guys ? ``
'' Go for it. '' `` Totally '' we said, simultaneously.
The elevator came. I pressed for our floor. Marti was on the same one.
We got on. Just the four of us.
When the threshold closed Jose Julian Marti grabbed Susan and stage-whispered `` I 'm going to make you sense right, trivial girl. ``
Her hands went up to Susan 's cheeks, holding her there and she kissed her ally on the mouth. Hard and deep.
They broke off and Jose Julian Marti smiled. We two were excited to be seeing it unfolding.
'' Come on you two. What about a little show of philia ? ``
I was just a trivial seethe. Jon was too. We looked at each other for a second, Jon gave me a 'why not ?'sort 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 hand went to the back of my neck opening and he held me there.
Then his other hand was on my ass ... pulling me closely against him. He rubbed himself against me for a second 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 calm down voice. Her hired hand found Marti 's.
I thought we 'd helped Marti in her seduction.
The elevator arrived at our luxuriously story 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 screwing was that ? ``
'' What ? ``
'' In the elevator. ``
'' Just a snog, like they 'd let us see them. It was only reasonable. ``
'' But it was n't just a promptly, peck, sidekick ! ``
'' So. You 're my substantially champion in the world. What 's the harm. ``
'' None I guess ... did you do stuff like that at college ? ``
'' fucking no. Never. ``
'' Nor me. ``
'' But. wellspring. I 've thought about it sometimes. ``
'' I bet everybody thinks about it. ``
We just smiled. It was coolheaded.
Jon started unpacking his case and then said he 'd have a quick turnaround in the shower and we could go out to eat.
I had n't really planned any events, we were just going to make for it by ear.
As I sat listening to Jon showering, I started thinking about that osculation in the elevator. We 'd never done anything like that growing up.
The near we 'd ever arrive to liaison was dating the same young lady.
That girl had thought she was playing us, but really we 'd been aware of her deal the whole fourth dimension. When she found out we knew she got mad, for some reasonableness.
Jon tried to talk her into a three-way with us but she said that was unacceptable demeanour and dumped us both. Go number a fair sex 's mind.
So we 'd never all been together at the Saami time but once I 'd hump her one night and Jon had fucked her the keep abreast day. We 'd always joke that since it was within 24 hours it counted as a three-way.
But now I was n't thinking about sharing a cleaning woman, I was thinking about that kiss.
I 'd like it, I think.
Thinking about feeling him holding me against him ... ..
Had I liked it ? It happened so libertine. I did n't detest it. I had n't pushed him away ...
And remembering the thoughts I had about men. My curiosity. And he 'd said he 'd had exchangeable thoughts ....
I do n't jazz ... 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 chair and walked into the toilet.
He could n't hear me with the piss running.
I hesitated for a secondly ... what was I thinking ? ... but even if this was a ill-timed 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.
'' howdy buddy .... do you want 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 hands before rubbing liquid ecstasy up and down his back.
The soap made everything smooth and slippery and I enjoyed feeling his skin under my hands and his taut muscles under that skin.
He bent over slightly and I moved my hands lower. Moving my soapy palms all over his tight ass. Feeling him clinch his arse as I rubbed them.
He stood straight again and I moved closer to him, intending on soaping up his dresser and abdomen. But as our bodies got closer I realized that I had an erection. It bumped against his bum. I moved away. But he backed up against me. I pulled him tight, my cock rubbing the top of his ass. Nestling in the fissure of his bum.
My hands went round his body and I soaped his smooth pectoral and abs.
My trunk was tight against his soapy back. Slippery, frictionless, rubbing .... my hands explored his nipples ... lower .... then I felt his mitt on mine moving my aid downwards ... I felt his pubic hair under my finger tips.
He moved my hand lower. Murmured ...
'' Do it ... you want to ... I want you to ... ''
I reached down and could find his upright member. I took it into my hand. The lather and lovesome water made it easy for me to stroke his peter.
I began humping myself against his body in time with my slash on his heavy stiff hammer. It felt great.
Then Jon turned around.
We stood facing each early under the sprayer, soaking wet, the soap rinsing off our glistening body. 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 mouth back on mine as he had in the elevator.
My weapon system went around him this time. My hand went to the nape of his neck. We embraced and kissed deeply.
His bridge player on my bare ass, my hand on his ... our legs slightly apart so that our second joint could be between. Locked in a tight bosom under the warm shower.
It was intense and I did n't need it to stop. But we had to get out of the shower eventually ....
Our rima oris parted and we looked at each other ... ..
Now both my script were on his bum ... My hard penis measuring its distance against his ....
'' Now what ? ``
'' I do n't know .... ''
He turned off the exhibitor and I stepped out onto the bathing tub mat. I grabbed a towel and handed it to Jon, then grabbed one for myself.
We watched each former drying off. We both had behemoth erection that were n't going away. I was very turned on by how I had been touching his physical structure. By how his hired hand on my ass had felt. How the weight unit of his cock in my hand had felt .... I wanted more.
Jon could n't read minds but it was clear that he knew what I was thinking.
'' Me too. '' he said.
Did he mean 'me too'it was nice .... 'me too'... I want to carry on ... what ? Well, the quondam 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 carry on. I want to go to bed with you. ``
He smiled at me. The way came with two towel robe ; long and soft and plush. I pulled one on and Jon did the Saami. So we were enveloped in a sensuous comforter, both naked beneath.
The recent memory of our shower and the expectancy of what was to occur retain me at a deepen spirit level of stimulation.
My erection was hard and fat and throbbing.
The head teacher of my phallus was rubbing against the towelling robe.
I felt like the bare tinge of the cloth might make me cum by then, so I allowed my cock to intrude out where the robe came together.
Jon did n't bother to do his gown up. It hung overt and I stared without shame at his fine, fit body and his voiceless cock.
He reached for the belt tie on my robe and undo it so that I was similarly exposed to his view.
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 genu in front of him and took his turncock in my fist, opening my sass ... about to get him into my mouth ....
And there was a knock at the door.
Oh for fucking sake. I kept his hammer in my hired man, an in from my open mouth.
Jon asked `` Did you purchase order room service ? ``
'' No. And I know you did n't ''
'' Fuck '' then he called out `` Who is it ? ``
The answer came back ...
'' It 's Susan, from the bar ? .... from across the way ? ``
Jon looked down at me, on my articulatio genus holding his erect penis. I know he wanted me to wet-nurse it.
'' Um ... what to do desire ? ``
'' Can I get in ? Please ? ``
He whispered to me ... `` what do you think ? ``
I leaned forward and took his peter into my sass. Looking up at him. Sucking his cock.
Jon called out `` Can you come back later ? ``
'' No it 's now or never. ``
The sense experience of having a man 's phallus in my lip for the first time was tremendous. Everything I 'd imagined. The firmness the grain. The brain activity, knowing the taboo nature of what I was doing ... all incredibly exciting .... but .... 'now or never ... .'
I was intrigued. I looked up from my knees. Jon was definitely liking having his dick in my mouthpiece.
His hired hand had gone to the backrest of my headway and he was gently moving his hip joint in clock time with my suck.
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 mouth away from his glistening hard-on and stood.
Went to the threshold and looked through the spyhole.
Susan was there in a robe like the ones we were wearing.
She must have seen the light change through the eye-hole and knew someone was looking out.
She quickly untied the belt of her robe and held it unfastened. She was naked.
'' One sec .... ''
I motioned for Jon to do up his robe and quickly tied mine.
I opened the door wide and welcomed her indoors our room. She walked in briskly.
Her robe flapped open, showing us the goods.
Jon gave her a surprise and welcoming `` well, hello ... ''.
As I began to close the threshold the one inverse outburst open and Marti, also dressed in a gown charged through. She brushed past me and into our elbow room.
'' Well excuse me ... ''
Marti composed herself ... `` Oh, I 'm sorry. Sue and me had a short dissension and I wanted to make up. ``
Susan stood in the middle of the room with her custody in the pockets of her open robe making no attempt to insure herself.
'' There you are sweetie ''
'' Yes, here I am. You 've got me all wrong, Marti. ``
'' I 'm gloomy if I came on too strong. I just want you to love your last days of freedom and make surely you try matter you might not get the opportunity for in time to come. ``
Neither of us spoke, we just listened in on Marti and Susan 's conversation. It was loaded with electric potential ... ...
'' I 'm a bit more experienced 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 go best hazard. ``
'' You do n't get it do you ... ''
Susan moved towards Marti, marched her backwards and pressed her against the rampart. One paw went to Jose Julian Marti 's neck, holding her tightly, pinning her, while her other went down, parted Marti 's toweling robe and probed between her pegleg.
Susan whispered hoarsely into Marti 's ear.
'' I want you too, Jose Julian Marti, but I want to guide. I want fuck YOU, not the other way around. ``
'' Oh god yes. Oh yes. Do me. have me Suse. ``
Susan 's bridge player was covered from prospect by the gown, but the rhythmic cause of her arm made it obvious that she was rubbing Jose Julian Marti 's bare pussy. When Jose Julian Marti caught her hint and turned her pass this way and that, it was clear that Susan was finding the rightfulness places down there. Then Marti faced her friend ...
'' kiss me, sweetie. Kiss me while you finger me. ``
Susan bowed her head and locked rim with Marti. crushed her lips against Jose Julian Marti 's. Kissing her with fervor and a lead of aggression.
The bridge player she had held round Marti 's neck now ran into her booster 's hair and grasped a bunch of it tightly. This was not the loving gay woman seduction I was used to imagining, this was something a entirely lot more like violation.
But Marti was loving it.
I was stroking my hard stopcock now, while Susan finger-fucked her protagonist.
A quick look over to Jon told me he was doing the same.
Damn, they could have done this in their own room. What a nice motion to put on a display for us.
Marti 's gown had fallen outdoors by now. We could see Susan 's hired man reaching between her friend 's legs.
Susan was sucking on Marti 's neck opening. Her palm was flat against Marti 's soundbox and clearly her fingers were curled up inside Marti 's cunt. Her hand moved fast and heavy, making Marti moan and bite her lip.
Susan moved her hired man from Marti 's hair to her shoulder and slipped the robe off her friend. It crumpled in a mountain. Then Susan shrugged herself out of her own gown extracting her fingerbreadth from the wetness of Jose Julian Marti 's puss just long enough to allow for the sleeve to issue forth down her arm and then quickly back inside Marti 's puss and up, lifting her booster onto her tiptoes with the urgency of her motion jerking those curled fingers up inside her Quaker.
Susan 's buttocks clenched with the sweat she was putting into ramming her fingers 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, son. Get bare like us two. ``
We allowed our robes to drop off off.
Susan kept up her furrowed jamming of Marti 's cunt. Marti 's articulatio genus looked like they were about to present way.
'' Now you can stroke each early 's dicks. ''
'' I do n't screw about that ... '' I said, weakly.
'' Oh who are you trying to fool ? ``
'' What do you mean ? ``
'' I saw you already both had big old erection when I came in. It was n't from me and Marti. You guy wire 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 spell jamming her digit deeper, deeper, harder, faster into her girlfriend 's pussy.
'' Take it, Michael, stroke Jon 's dick. ``
Fuck it, I thought ....
'' I 'll go one improve .... ''
I pushed Jon backwards onto one of the the king bed in the way and crawled up between his opened legs.
Taking his cock into my bore fist I leaned down and took him back into my mouth, where it had been a patch ago. Where it seemed to instinctive to be.
The excitement of watching Susan giving such a going over to her friend had caused a lot of precum to leak out of Jon 's cock. I sucked it and savored the taste before swallowing. Then began a steady step, bobbing my head up and down on his wonderful putz.
Stroking the severe, fat lance as I sucked him.
I could n't see what the girls were doing now, but I did n't deal. The cock in my mouth was more exciting. I sucked my friend with gusto. Felt his manus go back to my head as he encouraged me.
'' I knew it, you 're a twain of faggy boys. '' Susan mocked.
I was about to lift up off Jon 's cock to reply but he held me there. Sucking him. He answered.
'' Try us. We 'll give you a fucking to make you wish you were n't getting married. ''
Which seemed a bit paradoxical, given that he had his putz planted firmly in my mouth and we were both very much enjoying it.
'' quick when you are, faggy boy. ``
At that, I DID lift my brim off Jon 's intemperate wet stopcock, got up and grasped Susan 's wrist. Pulling her digit out of Marti 's cunt. I took her glistening fingers to my mouth and sucked Jose Julian Marti 's juices 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 sugariness twat. Come over and unite us on the bed. '' I took her helping hand in the one not wrapped snipe Susan 's wrist and led them both to the bed where Jon lay, his legs apart and his peter still hard and pointing north.
'' Climb up on this, Susan. '' he told her.
Marti and me stood and watched as Susan straddled Jon 's hip, took his erect phallus in her bag and lowered herself onto him. Watching Jon 's pecker slide up into Susan 's puss was so invoke, I wanted to do the same with Marti.
But I really had liked the sweet-flavored taste of her kitty from Susan 's fingers and wanted more.
Jose Julian Marti laid down future to Jon and I climbed between her stage.
A few moment before I had been between Jon 's and enjoying his cock, now I bent down and put my oral fissure on Marti 's wet cunt and tasted her.
It was unfermented and salty and better than any pussy I 'd ever eaten.
She bent her stifle and lifted herself to my brass.
Her bridge player was at the back of my straits, gently tousling my hair as I ate her and lick and sucked and played my tongue over her engorged clit.
Wrapping my lips tight on her clit I began to suck her.
Her hand tightened in my hair as she was clearly enjoying what I was doing.
I brought up a hand between her pegleg and gently inserted a digit inside her while continuing to boil down on keeping suction on her clit.
In and out went my finger's breadth. Susan 's somewhat to a greater extent brutal Assault on her friend 's pussy had stretched it and liberally lubricated her.
I went in with another finger's breadth and then a third.
Marti said `` OK, tiger, three 's my limit ''.
I did n't want to hurt her. Just bring her pleasance. If three fingerbreadth was her limit ... I went back to just two.
My lips around her clit kept the stiff SEAL that allowed me to acquit on sucking her while simultaneously grazing the Earth's 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 champion next to us said `` Only three ... you 're such a chicken, Jose Julian Marti. And there was you, thinking you were the big seductress ! ``
'' Well you never gave any clue you were such a slut, Suzie my beloved '' Marti answered breathlessly.
Breathlessly because the combination of Susan giving her a rough mauling followed by me sucking her knockout button and more gently penetrating her wet cunt was getting her to the breaker point.
Marti had both hands on my head now and she brought her thigh closer together. Holding my expression against her vagina as she bucked her hips up at my sass.
I pulled my digit out of her and replaced them with my tongue. Trying to penetrate her snatch with it. But her custody brought me back up to her clitoris and she made it pass that was what she wanted. I sucked her again and quickly brought her to orgasm.
Her peg closed tightly on my read/write head. trapping me against her as she came.
So practically extra fluid pumped out of her. I sucked it into my backtalk and swallowed. Struggling to breathe, trapped as I was, between her quiet aphrodisiac legs.
Her climax slowly subsided and she loosened her clench on my haircloth and her legs parted, allowing me lift my nerve away from her gorgeous festering and then to sit up on my haunches.
I wanted to get my shaft into her snatch right then. All I had to do was shuffle forward a foot and tilt down. Her wet gaping hole would take my hard cock without anyone needing to conduct it. It was right there in social movement of me.
'' I want to fuck you .... ''
'' give me a min, wench, you just put on me out a bit. ``
I sat there on my heels, between Marti 's pegleg, looking up the duration of her naked torso. 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 Marti 's cunt.
But 'no'agency 'no', and 'not yet'means .... swell it might mean anything except 'yes'.
My cock 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 backtalk to mine. We kissed hot and grievous, but really I realized that Susan wanted to smack Marti 's cum that was smeared over my face.
I fondled her titties while she sucked my face and she rocked faster on Jon. My cock was close-fitting to his human face and I felt him spellbind my hard-on and perpetrate me within range of his mouth.
Jon took my cock into his oral fissure while I kissed the woman he was fucking.
It was a wild scene and I felt like I might cum quickly, but I did n't want to.
With these girl here being so raunchy I was more matter to in getting inside some cooch.
'' You 'll make me cum if you do n't stop. ''
He did n't stop. He snaked a hand up between my legs, put the flat of his deal on my ass and pulled me deeper into his mouth.
sucking hard.
But I really wanted pussycat. Marti was n't ready ....
I pulled out of Jon 's mouth and moved behind Susan. Watched her ass bouncing up and down on Jon 's stopcock. I knelt lower. Got close. Jon spread his pegleg slightly and lifted his hips.
I was able-bodied to lick Jon 's chunk while his peter drove in and in and into Susan 's cunt.
She felt me behind her.
'' You want some of this kitty-cat, Michael ? ``
'' I do n't want to stop Jon while he 's having such a courteous time .... ''
'' Why not join him ? ``
She bent forward, laying flat against Jon. Her ass came up and I had a clear view of Jon 's hammer 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. Double vaginal ... is n't that what they call it ? ``
nookie me ! ! ! They ! What 'they'claim it. They, as in early people. Not me. Not Jon. Now 'we'were going to be in the 'they'radical !
I got up on my articulatio genus, holding my cock in my fist. If she wanted to get married with a bitch that had recently been filled by two rooster at once then I should facilitate her achieve her ambition. It was only polite. And the pile of my friends cock in her puss already was a huge turn-on.
They stopped their movements for a moment and I was able to post the drumhead of my punishing penis where I could entreat into her, stretching her pussy to take my cock as well as Jon 's.
Everything was slippery. I pressed the head of my cock ... felt Susan 's puss stretching to reconcile a mo fucker entering her.
Pressed harder and felt the last electrical resistance ebb away.
Then I felt my prick dip straight down deep into her.
Felt it rubbing length against length with Jon 's dick. We began slowly pumping Susan 's uncoerced body.
When we went in and out together it did n't work very well so we set up a counter rhythm.
As Jon 's cock went up Susan, mine was withdrawing and then when I was shoving my essence 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 motility had the additional excitement for me and Jon of rubbing our cocks against each other.
Like frottage, but inside a warm wet willing cunt.
I was able to reckon over Susan 's shoulder into the eyes of my friend as we fucked this girl. Watching him enjoying the pussy and enjoying feeling my hard cock slipping up and down against the length of his.
Then Marti got in on the action by getting behind me and caressing my musket ball while Jon and I fucked her Friend.
The friend she had hoped to seduce into a little submissive Lesbian had turned out to be far more : start dominating Marti and now taking two putz at once into the cunt that was soon to be promised to another guy.
I briefly wondered if her fiance was having as wilderness of a stag party as his bride-to-be. I doubted it. But then ... Jon was having a middling uncivilized sentence ... and it was still our kickoff Nox.
But I brought my thoughts back to where I was.
Pump pump heart.
pecker against cock.
shimmy coast parapraxis.
interior a slutty cunt.
put-down schlurp.
So much. So much activeness ... too lots to endure long .... I grunted that I was going to cum.
I wanted to fritter inside Susan and it turned out she wanted it that way.
As my climax began, Jon tensed below us both and cried out. He was cumming too.
Marti 's fingers slipped between my ass cheeks and she tickled my SOB, as if I needed any More stimulation.
It drove me baseless and I rammed hard into her supporter 's kitty-cat.
Jon 's was rammed hard as well and our cum shot out and filled her up.
Both grinding oceanic abyss in Susan 's snatch until it began trickling out of her.
Susan was cumming the entire time we shot our load into her.
It all finally subsided. I pulled out of Susan and sat back, watching two burden of cum drip out of her and down the length of Jon 's cock, onto his balls.
Marti put a script on the spinal column of my drumhead and directed me down onto it. Then her cheek came along side.
We licked up the cum and Susan 's succus.
Licking from Jon 's glob, up the duration of his shot, still in Susan, and then around Susan 's stretched-out puss.
Then Marti pulled me up to face up her and we began Daniel Chester French caressing. We merged our cummy spit.
Swallowing what we had licked up from our Friend. Jon 's cum, commingle with my cum, assorted with Susan's.
Susan climbed up off Jon 's softening putz and lay next to him. There was elbow 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 savour the concluding of our cum.
I lay down next to him and Marti lay on the far side of Susan.
The two girls rolled onto their face, facing each other. Giggling and smoothing each other 's hair, the way little girl do.
I lay on my dresser, leaned across to Jon lying supine beside me, and put my mouthpiece on his.
His sassing opened, accepting the thrust of my tongue, and he was able to smack the outturn of all our travail.
Then I collapsed back, rolled over and lay next to him.
Our hands found each other 's cocks, damp and sticky and soft.
He chuckled `` I thought it was exciting just having a promptly blowie. ``
'' Yeah, me too. But I still want that, buddy. I still want to suck up your peter until you cum in my mouthpiece. ``
'' 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 minute bout. I know Marti wants my puss, 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 have found the one that suited them best.
Jon and I did n't hold roles. We were into getting each early off.
Which we did.
Repeatedly for the next two daytime.
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 point.
It was the best hart weekend ever. All four of us agreed on that.
Now that our ally are married, Marti and I have a kind of thing. We meet every so often for a doomed weekend.
She 's is confection and sexy and her pussy is still the best I ever tasted .