Jon and I were best friends all through our youth. Inseparable.
But metre change. After university we made new lives in different metropolis. We both had long-term girlfriends and occupy docket so did n't talk very much or even email.
We 'd still see each other at vacation though, when we visited our folks in the old home town.
When we got together it was like we were picking up from a conversation five minutes ago.
He called one day a few month ago to tell me he was getting marry and ask if I 'd be his expert 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 clap. I wanted to know who to invite, but Jon did n't have any names.
'' Truth is Pete, I do n't really consume champion here. Most of my work fellow worker are hard-right redneck racist yahoos. ``
'' Well, Texas. ``
'' 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 bozo from back plate ? ``
'' Naaah I did n't keep in touch sensation. There were some Quaker in college. I 'll charge you a listing. ``
I mailed the guys on Jon 's list but everyone was occupy or broke and could n't crap a trip to Battle Born State.
When I told Jon he was OK with it.
'' Just us two, then. Like the expert old days. We 'll give birth a great time. ``
I figured since it was just us two now, I could pay for the totally trip-up if we shared a room.
I booked The Wynn. A gamey room overlooking their ridiculously overpriced golf course.
I got there world-class 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 of steps was delayed a twain of hours so I figured I could go down and meet some cards.
In the end I just hit a bar. I was people-watching and getting a small buzz on.
A duo of little girl, Marti and Susan, were at the tabular array following to me and we got to talking.
They were on a stag weekend as well. As with me and Jon, all their booster had flaked on them.
They 'd just come back from some Chippendale 's type of billet and they were n't into it.
'' You do n't like big, ripped naked guy ? ``
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 hook up with. Susan was peculiar but shy.
My phone rang. Jon was in the antechamber. I told him where we were and ordered him a drink. Got another for me and the two lady friend while I was at it.
He showed up and we hugged a greeting. Very pleased to see each other.
I 'd told the girls why we were there and how Jon and I were best booster since forever so it was no surprisal we would n't just sway hands.
Jose Julian Marti still said it was skillful to see guys not ashamed to show affectionateness for each other.
'' Like us two .... '' she said, and gave Susan a big hug. Susan went along with it - quite stiffly, I thought. When Marti gave her a peck on the nerve Susan blushed again.
Jon arched his supercilium at me and I shrugged and grinned. We seemed to be watching a lesbian seduction.
We chatted for a while, and finished the beverage. Jon wanted to get up to his room and clean up after his extended flight.
Marti said `` we might as well exit, too '' took Susan 's hand in hers and dragged her out of her seat. `` Come on Susan ! '' she said, brightly.
Susan sheepishly rose. Letting herself be led to the 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 lesbian pleasuring ... ''
Maybe a little too loudly. Marti turned to him and winked. `` Pleasuring .... that 's what friends are for. ''
Wow. Susan was clearly embarrassed. `` Martiiiiii .... shhh. ``
'' Sorry sweetie, they 're poise though. right wing Guy ? ``
'' Go for it. '' `` Totally '' we said, simultaneously.
The elevator came. I pressed for our storey. Jose Julian Marti was on the Saami one.
We got on. Just the four of us.
When the doors closed Jose Julian Marti grabbed Susan and stage-whispered `` I 'm going to spend a penny you feel good, little girl. ``
Her hands went up to Susan 's cheek, holding her there and she kissed her booster on the mouth. Hard and deep.
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 lip met ... I was kissing my serious friend.
Just for a gag, but even so ... I was about to break off when Jon 's mitt went to the back of my neck and he held me there.
Then his other deal was on my ass ... pulling me plastered against him. He rubbed himself against me for a endorse and then let go and we separated.
'' How was that ? '' he asked the girls.
'' barbaric ! '' was Marti 's response.
Susan just said `` that was hot '' in a quiet spokesperson. Her hand found Marti 's.
I thought we 'd helped Marti in her seduction.
The lift arrived at our eminent story and we found that we were staying in rooms that were facing each former 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 lift. ``
'' Just a osculation, like they 'd let us see them. It was only fair. ``
'' But it was n't just a quick, heap, buddy ! ``
'' So. You 're my practiced friend in the mankind. What 's the trauma. ``
'' None I guess ... did you do thrust like that at college ? ``
'' roll in the hay no. Never. ``
'' Nor me. ``
'' But. fountainhead. I 've thought about it sometimes. ``
'' I bet everybody thinks about it. ``
We just smiled. It was cool.
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 event, we were just going to play it by ear.
As I sat listening to Jon showering, I started thinking about that buss in the elevator. We 'd never done anything like that growing up.
The closest we 'd ever fare to liaison was dating the same girl.
That girl had thought she was playing us, but really we 'd been aware of her deal the altogether sentence. 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 behavior and dumped us both. Go figure a cleaning lady 's mind.
So we 'd never all been together at the same clip but once I 'd fucked her one nighttime 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 charwoman, I was thinking about that kiss.
I 'd liked it, I think.
Thinking about feeling him holding me against him ... ..
Had I liked it ? It happened so fast. I did n't 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 similar thoughts ....
I do n't know ... booze, Vega, hotel way, concealment, trust .... it all combined in me, then ...
I stripped off my wearing apparel and tossed them on the professorship and walked into the bathroom.
He could n't hear me with the water supply running.
I hesitated for a endorsement ... what was I thinking ? ... but even if this was a amiss motility I knew Jon would be OK ...
I opened the shower room access and stepped inside. That was when he heard me. His back was towards me and he did n't turn.
'' hi buddy .... do you want to get my rear for me ? '' he passed me the hotel soap bar.
I said `` Sure.. '' like this was perfectly normal and started getting a nice fret on my hands before rubbing liquid ecstasy up and down his rachis.
The max made everything smooth and slippery and I enjoyed feeling his hide under my hands and his taut brawn under that skin.
He bent over slightly and I moved my work force lower. Moving my soapy palms all over his tight ass. Feeling him clench his stern as I rubbed them.
He stood straight again and I moved closer to him, intending on soaping up his pectus and abdomen. But as our physical structure got closer I realized that I had an hard-on. It bumped against his bottom. I moved away. But he backed up against me. I pulled him tight, my cock rubbing the top of his ass. Nestling in the cleft of his bum.
My hands went round his body and I soaped his polish pectoral muscle and abs.
My organic structure was tight against his soapy back. Slippery, frictionless, rubbing .... my hands explored his teat ... lower .... then I felt his hand on mine moving my attentions downwards ... I felt his pubic fuzz under my finger wind.
He moved my hand lower. Murmured ...
'' Do it ... you want to ... I want you to ... ''
I reached down and could feel his raise penis. I took it into my manus. The swither and quick urine made it soft for me to stroke his pecker.
I began humping myself against his eubstance in clip with my strokes on his hard stiff cock. It felt great.
Then Jon turned around.
We stood facing each other under the atomizer, soaking wet, the soap rinsing off our glistening eubstance. My hard cock was rubbing against his.
He looked at me and holding my cheek the way Marti had held Susan 's he put his mouth back on mine as he had in the elevator.
My limb went around him this time. My manus went to the nucha of his neck. We embraced and kissed deeply.
His hand on my bare ass, my paw on his ... our branch slightly apart so that our thigh could be between. Locked in a tight embrace under the warmly 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 cavity parted and we looked at each other ... ..
Now both my hands were on his bum ... My hard member measuring its length against his ....
'' Now what ? ``
'' I do n't recognise .... ''
He turned off the shower bath and I stepped out onto the bathroom 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 erection that were n't going away. I was very turned on by how I had been touching his torso. By how his handwriting on my ass had felt. How the free weight of his prick in my hand had felt .... I wanted more.
Jon could n't learn creative thinker but it was decipherable that he knew what I was thinking.
'' Me too. '' he said.
Did he stand for 'me too'it was prissy .... 'me too'... I want to carry on ... what ? Well, the former implied the latter and from the latter you could infer the former. All good.
I told him so there was no mix-up ...
'' I want to conduct on. I want to go to bed with you. ``
He smiled at me. The room came with two towel gown ; long and piano and plush. I pulled one on and Jon did the same. So we were enveloped in a sensuous consolation, both naked beneath.
The recent computer memory of our shower and the prediction of what was to come up go on me at a intensify level of foreplay.
My hard-on was difficult and fat and throbbing.
The head of my penis was rubbing against the toweling gown.
I felt like the bare touch of the material might make me cum by then, so I allowed my dick to horn in out where the gown came together.
Jon did n't annoy 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 belt tie on my gown and undid 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 human knee in front of him and took his cock in my fist, opening my backtalk ... about to take him into my mouth ....
And there was a knock at the door.
Oh for fucks sake. I kept his tool in my helping hand, an inch from my candid mouth.
Jon asked `` Did you order room avail ? ``
'' No. And I know you did n't ''
'' roll in the hay '' 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 phallus. I know he wanted me to suck it.
'' Um ... what to do require ? ``
'' Can I number in ? Please ? ``
He whispered to me ... `` what do you intend ? ``
I leaned forward and took his cock into my backtalk. Looking up at him. Sucking his cock.
Jon called out `` Can you come back later ? ``
'' No it 's now or never. ``
The sense impression of having a man 's phallus in my sass for the initiative clip was wonderful. Everything I 'd imagined. The steadiness the texture. The brain action, knowing the verboten 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 cock in my mouth.
His mitt had gone to the backrest of my head and he was gently moving his pelvic arch in clock time with my suck.
His prick was going in and out of my mouth, wet and slippery ... but I could see from his aspect that he was intrigued too.
I took my sassing away from his glistening erection and stood.
Went to the room access and looked through the peephole.
Susan was there in a robe like the ones we were wearing.
She must have seen the light modification through the eye-hole and knew someone was looking out.
She quickly untied the knock of her robe and held it receptive. She was naked.
'' One sec .... ''
I motioned for Jon to do up his robe and quickly tied mine.
I opened the door wide of the mark and welcomed her inside our room. She walked in briskly.
Her robe flapped open, showing us the trade good.
Jon gave her a storm and welcoming `` well, hello ... ''.
As I began to close the doorway the one contrary burst open and Jose Julian Marti, also dressed in a gown charged through. She brushed past me and into our room.
'' well excuse me ... ''
Marti composed herself ... `` Oh, I 'm sorry. Sue and me had a short disagreement and I wanted to wee up. ``
Susan stood in the middle of the room with her hands in the sack of her open robe making no effort to brood herself.
'' There you are sweetie ''
'' Yes, here I am. You 've got me all wrong, Marti. ``
'' I 'm sorry if I came on too strong. I just want you to enjoy your last daytime of freedom and throw sure you try thing 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 difference ... ...
'' I 'm a bit more experience 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 unspoiled opportunity. ``
'' You do n't get it do you ... ''
Susan moved towards Marti, marched her backwards and pressed her against the rampart. One hand went to Marti 's neck, holding her tightly, pinning her, while her other went down, parted Marti 's toweling robe and probed between her wooden leg.
Susan whispered hoarsely into Marti 's ear.
'' I want you too, Marti, but I want to lead. I want fuck YOU, not the other way around. ``
'' Oh god yes. Oh yes. Do me. get hold of me Suse. ``
Susan 's bridge player was covered from view by the robe, but the rhythmical movements of her arm made it obvious that she was rubbing Marti 's bare pussy. When Jose Julian Marti caught her breath and turned her school principal this way and that, it was clear that Susan was finding the right places down there. Then Marti faced her friend ...
'' osculation me, sweetie. osculate me while you finger me. ``
Susan bowed her head word and locked lips with Marti. crushed her lips against Marti 's. Kissing her with ardour and a hint of hostility.
The manus she had held round Jose Julian Marti 's neck opening 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 conceive of, this was something a solid lot more like misdemeanor.
But Jose Julian Marti was loving it.
I was stroking my heavy cock now, while Susan finger-fucked her supporter.
A quick look over to Jon told me he was doing the same.
shucks, they could induce done this in their own room. What a gracious motion to put on a display for us.
Marti 's robe had fallen heart-to-heart by now. We could see Susan 's hand reaching between her friend 's legs.
Susan was sucking on Marti 's neck opening. Her palm was level against Marti 's dead body and clearly her fingers were curled up inside Marti 's pussy. Her script moved fast and heavily, making Marti moan and sting her lip.
Susan moved her hand from Marti 's hairsbreadth to her shoulder and slipped the robe off her admirer. It crumpled in a heap. Then Susan shrugged herself out of her own robe extracting her fingers from the wetness of Marti 's cunt just long enough to take into account the sleeve to come down her arm and then quickly back inside Jose Julian Marti 's cunt and up, lifting her friend onto her tiptoes with the urgency of her movements jerking those curled finger up inside her supporter.
Susan 's fanny clenched with the cause she was putting into ramming her finger's breadth inside Marti.
She kept her movements going and turned towards Jon and me. We had been masturbating as we watched but now we both covered up.
'' Do n't be shy, male child. Get naked like us two. ``
We allowed our robes to slip off.
Susan kept up her rugged jamming of Jose Julian Marti 's twat. Jose Julian Marti 's genu looked like they were about to grant way.
'' Now you can stroke each other 's hawkshaw. ''
'' I do n't know about that ... '' I said, weakly.
'' Oh who are you trying to befool ? ``
'' What do you mean ? ``
'' I saw you already both had big old hard-ons when I came in. It was n't from me and Marti. You guys were up to no soundly. I bet we interrupted it .... ''
Busted.
'' It was just ... '' I stammered
'' ooooh it was just ... '' Susan mockingly mimicked me, all the while jamming her finger deeper, deeper, harder, faster into her lady friend 's pussy.
'' Take it, Michael, stroke Jon 's cock. ``
Fuck it, I thought ....
'' I 'll go one improve .... ''
I pushed Jon backwards onto one of the the king bed in the room and crawled up between his opened legs.
Taking his cock into my eager fist I leaned down and took him back into my mouth, where it had been a while ago. Where it seemed to natural to be.
The excitement of watching Susan giving such a going over to her 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 firm pace, bobbing my head up and down on his wonderful cock.
Stroking the hard, fat rotating shaft as I sucked him.
I could n't see what the girls were doing now, but I did n't deal. The stopcock in my lip was more energise. I sucked my friend with gusto. Felt his hand go back to my head teacher as he encouraged me.
'' I knew it, you 're a duet of faggy son. '' Susan mocked.
I was about to get up up off Jon 's pecker to answer but he held me there. Sucking him. He answered.
'' Try us. We 'll devote you a fucking to cause you wish well you were n't getting married. ''
Which seemed a bit paradoxical, given that he had his gumshoe planted firmly in my mouth and we were both very much enjoying it.
'' cook when you are, faggy male child. ``
At that, I DID pilfer my back talk off Jon 's hard wet pecker, got up and grasped Susan 's radiocarpal joint. Pulling her digit out of Marti 's cunt. I took her glistening finger to my mouth and sucked Marti 's juices off.
'' You taste skillful, Marti. '' she stood there, leaning against the paries with her legs unfastened and smiled slightly.
'' So I 've been told ''
'' I want to eat your sweet pussy. Come over and join us on the bed. '' I took her hand in the one not wrapped round off Susan 's wrist and led them both to the bed where Jon lay, his legs apart and his cock still surd and pointing north.
'' Climb up on this, Susan. '' he told her.
Marti and me stood and watched as Susan straddled Jon 's hips, took his erect phallus in her clasp and lowered herself onto him. Watching Jon 's cock coast up into Susan 's cunt was so arousing, I wanted to do the same with Marti.
But I really had liked the Henry Sweet taste sensation of her pussy from Susan 's digit and wanted more.
Marti laid down next to Jon and I climbed between her legs.
A few hour before I had been between Jon 's and enjoying his cock, now I bent down and put my mouth on Marti 's wet pussy and tasted her.
It was sweet and salty and better than any pussy I 'd ever corrode.
She bent her stifle and lifted herself to my face.
Her hand was at the back of my straits, gently tousling my hair as I ate her and work out and sucked and played my clapper over her engorged clit.
Wrapping my lips tight on her clitoris I began to sop up her.
Her hand tightened in my hair as she was clearly enjoying what I was doing.
I brought up a hand between her peg and gently inserted a finger inside her while continuing to concentrate on keeping suction on her clit.
In and out went my fingerbreadth. Susan 's somewhat More cruel assault on her friend 's puss had stretched it and liberally lubricated her.
I went in with another finger and then a third.
Jose Julian Marti said `` OK, tiger, three 's my limit ''.
I did n't want to anguish her. Just bring her pleasure. If three finger's breadth was her boundary ... I went back to just two.
My lips around her clit kept the close stamp that allowed me to transmit on sucking her while simultaneously grazing the surface of her sensitive clit with the rough texture of my tongue.
I slowly moved two finger in and out of her wet hole.
Susan, riding my friend next to us said `` Only three ... you 're such a weakly interacting massive particle, Marti. And there was you, thinking you were the big seductress ! ``
'' Well you never gave any clew you were such a slut, Suzie my love '' Marti answered breathlessly.
Breathlessly because the combining of Susan giving her a rasping mauling followed by me sucking her surd clit and more gently penetrating her wet slit was getting her to the point.
Marti had both hands on my head now and she brought her second joint closer together. Holding my face against her vagina as she bucked her hips up at my oral fissure.
I pulled my fingers out of her and replaced them with my tongue. Trying to riddle her snatch with it. But her manus brought me back up to her clit and she made it clear that was what she wanted. I sucked her again and quickly brought her to orgasm.
Her ramification closed tightly on my oral sex. trapping me against her as she came.
So a lot extra fluid pumped out of her. I sucked it into my mouth and swallowed. Struggling to breathe, trapped as I was, between her bland aphrodisiac legs.
Her orgasm slowly subsided and she loosened her grip on my hair and her ramification parted, allowing me ski tow my boldness away from her gorgeous puss and then to sit up on my haunches.
I wanted to get my rooster into her cunt right then. All I had to do was scuffle forward a foot and angle down. Her wet gaping hole would accept my laborious cock without anyone needing to guide on it. It was right there in movement of me.
'' I want to bed you .... ''
'' fall in me a minute, doll, you just wore me out a bit. ``
I sat there on my heels, between Marti 's legs, looking up the duration of her naked soundbox. Heaving titty, a trickle of lather between them.She was totally sexy. My cock throbbed, telling me how desperately it wanted to be buried in Marti 's cunt.
But 'no'substance 'no', and 'not yet'way .... well it might have in mind anything except 'yes'.
My tool throbbed. Throbbed, I tell ya.
Susan turned to me from her spot rocking back and Forth River on Jon 's cock.
'' C'mere ... ''
I moved up the bed to face her and she brought her brim to mine. We kissed hot and gruelling, but really I realized that Susan wanted to taste Jose Julian Marti 's cum that was smeared over my face.
I fondled her bosom while she sucked my face and she rocked faster on Jon. My cock was close to his face and I felt him grip my erection and pull me within kitchen range of his mouth.
Jon took my cock into his mouth while I kissed the adult female he was fucking.
It was a wild aspect and I felt like I might cum quickly, but I did n't want to.
With these girls here being so raunchy I was more matter to in getting inside some cooch.
'' You 'll nominate me cum if you do n't block up. ''
He did n't stop over. He snaked a hand up between my legs, put the flat of his hand on my ass and pulled me deeper into his mouth.
Sucking hard.
But I really wanted pussy. Marti was n't quick ....
I pulled out of Jon 's oral fissure and moved behind Susan. Watched her ass bouncing up and down on Jon 's cock. I knelt low-toned. Got close. Jon spread his legs slightly and lifted his hip.
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 pussy, Michael ? ``
'' I do n't desire to contain Jon while he 's having such a dainty metre .... ''
'' 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 prick 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. duple vaginal ... is n't that what they call it ? ``
Fuck me ! ! ! They ! What 'they'call it. They, as in early hoi polloi. Not me. Not Jon. Now 'we'were going to be in the 'they'radical !
I got up on my knees, holding my stopcock in my fist. If she wanted to get married with a twat that had recently been filled by two cocks at once then I should help her achieve her ambitiousness. It was only civil. And the pile of my supporter cock in her cunt already was a huge turn-on.
They stopped their social movement for a here and now and I was capable to position the head of my knockout penis where I could weigh into her, stretching her pussy to select my cock as well as Jon 's.
Everything was slippery. I pressed the head of my stopcock ... felt Susan 's puss stretching to oblige a second fucker entering her.
Pressed voiceless and felt the finale resistance ebb away.
Then I felt my cock plunge straight down deep into her.
Felt it rubbing length against distance with Jon 's cock. We began slowly pumping Susan 's willing body.
When we went in and out together it did n't work very well so we set up a counter cycle.
As Jon 's cock went up Susan, mine was withdrawing and then when I was shoving my nitty-gritty back in, Jon 's was sliding out.
Susan was loving it. Shouting every dirty Good Book she knew and encouraging us. She was on the edge of cumming.
The apparent movement had the extra excitement for me and Jon of rubbing our cocks against each other.
Like frottage, but inside a warm up wet volition cunt.
I was able to look over Susan 's shoulder into the eyes of my friend as we fucked this missy. Watching him enjoying the puss and enjoying feeling my gruelling cock slipping up and down against the length of his.
Then Jose Julian Marti got in on the activeness by getting behind me and caressing my clod while Jon and I fucked her friend.
The friend she had hoped to make into a petty submissive lesbian had turned out to be far more : first dominating Jose Julian Marti and now taking two rooster at once into the pussy that was soon to be promised to another guy.
I briefly enquire if her fiance was having as natural state of a stag company as his bride-to-be. I doubted it. But then ... Jon was having a pretty wild clock time ... and it was still our commencement Nox.
But I brought my persuasion back to where I was.
ticker pump pump.
tool against pecker.
strip slide slip.
interior a slutty puss.
squelcher schlurp.
So much. So a lot action ... too much to final longsighted .... I grunted that I was going to cum.
I wanted to shoot inside Susan and it turned out she wanted it that way.
As my orgasm began, Jon tensed below us both and cried out. He was cumming too.
Jose Julian Marti 's digit slipped between my ass face and she tickled my asshole, as if I needed any Sir Thomas More arousal.
It drove me dotty and I rammed hard into her friend 's pussy.
Jon 's was rammed hard as well and our cum shot out and filled her up.
Both grinding trench in Susan 's cunt until it began trickling out of her.
Susan was cumming the total time we shot our lading into her.
It all finally subsided. I pulled out of Susan and sat back, watching two loads of cum drool out of her and down the distance of Jon 's cock, onto his balls.
Marti put a script on the back of my head and directed me down onto it. Then her font came along side.
We licked up the cum and Susan 's juices.
Licking from Jon 's balls, up the distance 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 tongue.
Swallowing what we had licked up from our friend. Jon 's cum, combine with my cum, combine with Susan's.
Susan climbed up off Jon 's softening cock and lay following 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 hold up of our cum.
I lay down following to him and Jose Julian Marti lay on the far side of Susan.
The two girl rolled onto their side, facing each other. Giggling and smoothing each other 's hair's-breadth, the way young lady do.
I lay on my chest, leaned across to Jon lying supine beside me, and put my mouth on his.
His sass opened, accepting the thrust of my tongue, and he was able to taste the output of all our exertion.
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 quick blowie. ``
'' Yeah, me too. But I still want that, buddy. I still want to suck your cock 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 indorsement bout. 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 receive found the unity 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 following two twenty-four hours.
Sometimes in the society 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 stag weekend ever. All four of us agreed on that.
Now that our friends are married, Marti and I have a kind of thing. We meet every so often for a lose weekend.
She 's is angelical and aphrodisiacal and her slit is still the best I ever tasted .