Jon and I were best ally all through our youth. Inseparable.
But times change. After university we made new lives in different metropolis. We both had long-term girlfriend and engaged docket so did n't talk much or even email.
We 'd still see each other at holidays though, when we visited our folks in the old habitation town.
When we got together it was like we were picking up from a conversation five transactions ago.
He called one day a few calendar month ago to assure me he was getting tie 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 blast. I wanted to experience who to ask in, but Jon did n't have any public figure.
'' Truth is Pete, I do n't really bear acquaintance here. almost of my work colleagues are hard-right redneck racialist yahoos. ``
'' Well, Texas. ``
'' I know. I 'm already looking to get out of here. Maybe out your way. ``
'' fountainhead, I 'd be glad of that, if it ever happens. So what about some guys from back home ? ``
'' Naaah I did n't keep in touch. There were some Friend in college. I 'll send you a lean. ``
I mailed the guy on Jon 's lean but everyone was busy or broke and could n't earn a trip to Battle Born State.
When I told Jon he was OK with it.
'' Just us two, then. Like the thoroughly old days. We 'll receive a large time. ``
I figured since it was just us two now, I could pay for the whole head trip if we shared a room.
I booked The Wynn. A high up elbow room overlooking their ridiculously overpriced golf course.
I got there start and got us checked in. At the desk the guy upgraded us, which was nice.
I got squared away and called Jon to narrate him what elbow room we were in.
His escape was delayed a duo of hours so I figured I could go down and take on some cards.
In the end I just hit a bar. I was people-watching and getting a little buzz on.
A yoke of girlfriend, 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 booster had flaked on them.
They 'd just get back from some Chippendale 's case of place and they were n't into it.
'' You do n't like big, ripped naked cat ? ``
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 tie. Susan was curious but shy.
My phone rang. Jon was in the hall. I told him where we were and ordered him a swallow. Got another for me and the two young lady while I was at it.
He showed up and we hugged a salutation. Very pleased to see each other.
I 'd told the daughter why we were there and how Jon and I were best Quaker since forever so it was no surprise we would n't just shake hands.
Marti still said it was nice to see guys not ashamed to read affection for each other.
'' Like us two .... '' she said, and gave Susan a big hug. Susan went along with it - quite stiffly, I thought. When 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 Lesbian seduction.
We chatted for a piece, and finished the drinks. Jon wanted to get up to his elbow room and strip up after his widen flight.
Marti said `` we might as well get out, too '' took Susan 's mitt 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 Sapphic 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 nerveless though. Right guys ? ``
'' Go for it. '' `` Totally '' we said, simultaneously.
The lift came. I pressed for our floor. Marti was on the same one.
We got on. Just the four of us.
When the threshold closed Marti grabbed Susan and stage-whispered `` I 'm going to make you feel skilful, little young woman. ``
Her helping hand went up to Susan 's cheeks, holding her there and she kissed her protagonist on the mouth. Hard and oceanic abyss.
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 former for a second, Jon gave me a 'why not ?'kind of look.
I leaned in ... our rim met ... I was kissing my best friend.
Just for a gag, but even so ... I was about to break dance off when Jon 's hired hand went to the back of my neck and he held me there.
Then his other hand was on my ass ... pulling me tight against him. He rubbed himself against me for a second and then let go and we separated.
'' How was that ? '' he asked the girls.
'' furious ! '' was Marti 's response.
Susan just said `` that was hot '' in a hushed voice. Her hand found Marti 's.
I thought we 'd helped Marti in her seduction.
The elevator arrived at our in high spirits 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 dandy 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 kiss, like they 'd let us see them. It was only fair. ``
'' But it was n't just a quick, flock, buddy ! ``
'' So. You 're my best Friend in the world. What 's the harm. ``
'' None I guess ... did you do stuff like that at college ? ``
'' piece of tail no. Never. ``
'' Nor me. ``
'' But. Well. I 've thought about it sometimes. ``
'' I bet everybody thinks about it. ``
We just smiled. It was cool.
Jon started unpacking his instance and then said he 'd own 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 meet it by ear.
As I sat listening to Jon showering, I started thinking about that kiss in the elevator. We 'd never done anything like that growing up.
The closest we 'd ever come to amour was dating the same girl.
That girlfriend had thought she was playing us, but really we 'd been aware of her lot the solid clock time. 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 unacceptable doings and dumped us both. Go figure a woman 's mind.
So we 'd never all been together at the same time but once I 'd fucked her one night and Jon had fucked her the watch day. We 'd always jest 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 buss.
I 'd care it, I think.
Thinking about feeling him holding me against him ... ..
Had I liked it ? It happened so libertine. I did n't hate it. I had n't pushed him away ...
And remembering the sentiment I had about men. My wonder. And he 'd said he 'd had alike thought ....
I do n't know ... booze, Vega, hotel room, privacy, trust .... it all combined in me, then ...
I stripped off my dress and tossed them on the chairperson and walked into the bathroom.
He could n't hear me with the water running.
I hesitated for a second gear ... what was I thinking ? ... but even if this was a wrong relocation I knew Jon would be OK ...
I opened the shower doorway and stepped inside. That was when he heard me. His backbone was towards me and he did n't turn.
'' Hello crony .... do you desire to get my backbone for me ? '' he passed me the hotel grievous bodily harm bar.
I said `` Sure.. '' like this was perfectly normal and started getting a skillful lather on my hands before rubbing easy lay 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 hind end 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 body got closer I realized that I had an erection. It bumped against his bottom. I moved away. But he backed up against me. I pulled him tight, my putz 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 body was tight against his soapy back. Slippery, frictionless, rubbing .... my helping hand explored his nipples ... downcast .... then I felt his manus on mine moving my attentions downwards ... I felt his pubic tomentum under my digit tips.
He moved my bridge player lower. Murmured ...
'' Do it ... you want to ... I want you to ... ''
I reached down and could feel his erect penis. I took it into my hand. The lather and warm up pee made it easy for me to stroke his hammer.
I began humping myself against his body in time with my CVA on his arduous stiff tool. It felt great.
Then Jon turned around.
We stood facing each other under the nebuliser, soaking wet, the soap rinsing off our glistening bodies. My hard turncock was rubbing against his.
He looked at me and holding my side the way Marti had held Susan 's he put his rima oris back on mine as he had in the elevator.
My blazonry went around him this time. My script went to the nucha of his neck opening. We embraced and kissed deeply.
His hired hand on my bare ass, my hand on his ... our legs slightly apart so that our thigh could be between. Locked in a tight embrace under the warm shower.
It was intense and I did n't want it to stop. But we had to get out of the shower eventually ....
Our oral fissure parted and we looked at each former ... ..
Now both my work force were on his bum ... My gruelling penis measuring its length 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 goliath erections that were n't going away. I was very turned on by how I had been touching his body. By how his hands on my ass had felt. How the weight of his turncock in my manus had felt .... I wanted more.
Jon could n't translate head but it was clear that he knew what I was thinking.
'' Me too. '' he said.
Did he mean 'me too'it was skillful .... 'me too'... I want to carry on ... what ? Well, the onetime implied the latter and from the latter you could infer the former. All well.
I told him so there was no confusion ...
'' I want to stock on. I want to go to bed with you. ``
He smiled at me. The way came with two towel robes ; long and soft and plush. I pulled one on and Jon did the Saame. So we were enveloped in a sensuous puff, both raw beneath.
The Holocene epoch memory of our exhibitor and the anticipation of what was to fall kept me at a heightened level of arousal.
My erecting was severe and fat and throbbing.
The head of my penis was rubbing against the toweling robe.
I felt like the mere touch of the cloth might make me cum by then, so I allowed my cock to stab out where the robe came together.
Jon did n't bother to do his gown up. It hung open and I stared without ignominy at his fine, fit body and his hard cock.
He reached for the belt ammunition tie on my robe 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 articulatio genus in front man of him and took his cock in my fist, opening my mouth ... about to take him into my mouth ....
And there was a knock at the door.
Oh for nooky sake. I kept his cock in my hired man, an inch from my open up mouth.
Jon asked `` Did you order room serve ? ``
'' No. And I know you did n't ''
'' nooky '' 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 knees holding his erect phallus. I know he wanted me to wet-nurse it.
'' Um ... what to do want ? ``
'' Can I get in ? Please ? ``
He whispered to me ... `` what do you think ? ``
I leaned forward and took his tool into my mouth. Looking up at him. Sucking his cock.
Jon called out `` Can you follow back later ? ``
'' No it 's now or never. ``
The virtuoso of having a man 's penis in my mouthpiece for the first time was wonderful. Everything I 'd imagined. The firmness the texture. The wit 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 human knee. Jon was definitely liking having his turncock in my backtalk.
His hand had gone to the back of my head and he was gently moving his hips in meter with my sucking.
His cock was going in and out of my mouth, wet and slippery ... but I could see from his cheek that he was intrigued too.
I took my lips away from his glistening hard-on and stood.
Went to the door and looked through the eyehole.
Susan was there in a gown like the ones we were wearing.
She must sustain seen the light alteration through the eye-hole and knew individual was looking out.
She quickly untied the whang of her robe and held it open. She was naked.
'' One sec .... ''
I motioned for Jon to do up his robe and quickly tied mine.
I opened the door wide and welcomed her inside our room. She walked in briskly.
Her robe flapped surface, showing us the trade good.
Jon gave her a surprised and welcoming `` well, hello ... ''.
As I began to close the door the one opposite salvo surface and Marti, also dressed in a robe charged through. She brushed past me and into our room.
'' wellspring excuse me ... ''
Marti composed herself ... `` Oh, I 'm sorry. Sue and me had a little disagreement and I wanted to earn up. ``
Susan stood in the middle of the room with her hands in the pouch of her open robe making no movement to treat herself.
'' There you are sweetheart ''
'' Yes, here I am. You 've got me all wrong, Marti. ``
'' I 'm distressing if I came on too strong. I just want you to enjoy your last years of freedom and make sure you try things you might not get the chance for in future. ``
Neither of us spoke, we just listened in on Jose Julian Marti and Susan 's conversation. It was loaded with 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 last best chance. ``
'' You do n't get it do you ... ''
Susan moved towards Marti, marched her backwards and pressed her against the wall. One hand went to Marti 's neck opening, holding her tightly, pinning her, while her other went down, parted Marti 's toweling robe and probed between her legs.
Susan whispered hoarsely into Marti 's ear.
'' I want you too, Marti, but I want to chair. I want shtup YOU, not the other way around. ``
'' Oh god yes. Oh yes. Do me. shoot me Suse. ``
Susan 's deal was covered from view by the robe, but the rhythmical motility of her arm made it obvious that she was rubbing Marti 's bare pussy. When Marti caught her breathing space and turned her head this way and that, it was clear that Susan was finding the right field places down there. Then Marti faced her friend ...
'' Kiss me, sweetie. Kiss me while you finger me. ``
Susan bowed her psyche and locked lips with Marti. crushed her lips against Marti 's. Kissing her with fervor and a jot of hostility.
The hand she had held round Jose Julian Marti 's cervix now ran into her friend 's hair and grasped a bunch of it tightly. This was not the loving tribade seduction I was used to suppose, this was something a whole lot more like violation.
But Jose Julian Marti was loving it.
I was stroking my heavily hammer now, while Susan finger-fucked her friend.
A quick look over to Jon told me he was doing the same.
darn, they could have done this in their own way. What a overnice gesture to put on a show for us.
Marti 's robe had fallen open 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 flat against Marti 's body and clearly her finger were curled up inside Marti 's cunt. Her hand moved fast and laborious, making Jose Julian Marti groan and bite her lip.
Susan moved her hand from Marti 's hair to her shoulder and slipped the robe off her champion. It crumpled in a heap. Then Susan shrugged herself out of her own robe extracting her fingers from the wetness of Jose Julian Marti 's pussy just long enough to appropriate 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 ally.
Susan 's buttocks clenched with the effort she was putting into ramming her fingerbreadth 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, boys. Get defenseless like us two. ``
We allowed our gown to mistake off.
Susan kept up her furrowed jam of Marti 's slit. Jose Julian Marti 's knees looked like they were about to give way.
'' Now you can stroke each other 's dicks. ''
'' I do n't experience about that ... '' I said, weakly.
'' Oh who are you trying to fool ? ``
'' What do you have in mind ? ``
'' I saw you already both had big old hard-on when I came in. It was n't from me and Marti. You Guy were up to no effective. I bet we interrupted it .... ''
Busted.
'' It was just ... '' I stammered
'' ooooh it was just ... '' Susan mockingly mimicked me, all the spell jamming her fingers deeper, deeply, harder, faster into her girl 's pussy.
'' take aim it, Michael, stroke Jon 's shaft. ``
Fuck it, I thought ....
'' I 'll go one expert .... ''
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 mouthpiece, where it had been a patch 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 steady pace, bobbing my head up and down on his marvellous cock.
Stroking the backbreaking, fat jibe as I sucked him.
I could n't see what the girls were doing now, but I did n't care. The cock in my back talk was more exciting. I sucked my friend with gusto. Felt his hand go back to my nous as he encouraged me.
'' I knew it, you 're a pair of faggy boys. '' Susan mocked.
I was about to swipe 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 like you were n't getting married. ''
Which seemed a bit paradoxical, given that he had his dick planted firmly in my mouthpiece and we were both very much enjoying it.
'' Ready when you are, faggy boys. ``
At that, I DID uprise my lips off Jon 's operose wet shaft, got up and grasped Susan 's articulatio radiocarpea. Pulling her fingers out of Marti 's cunt. I took her glistening finger to my back talk and sucked Marti 's juices off.
'' You taste Nice, Jose Julian Marti. '' she stood there, leaning against the wall with her legs spread and smiled slightly.
'' So I 've been told ''
'' I want to eat your mellifluous puss. come over and link up us on the bed. '' I took her hand in the one not wrapped round Susan 's wrist and led them both to the bed where Jon lay, his legs apart and his stopcock still hard and pointing north.
'' raise up on this, Susan. '' he told her.
Marti and me stood and watched as Susan straddled Jon 's articulatio coxae, took his erect penis in her grip and lowered herself onto him. Watching Jon 's cock swoop up into Susan 's cunt was so arousing, I wanted to do the same with Jose Julian Marti.
But I really had liked the sweet taste of her puss from Susan 's finger and wanted more.
Jose Julian Marti laid down next to Jon and I climbed between her legs.
A few instant before I had been between Jon 's and enjoying his cock, now I bent down and put my mouth on Marti 's wet slit and tasted her.
It was dulcet and salty and estimable than any pussy I 'd ever eaten.
She bent her knees and lifted herself to my brass.
Her script was at the back of my head, gently tousling my pilus as I ate her and licked and nurse and played my lingua 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 legs and gently inserted a finger inside her while continuing to concentrate on keeping suction on her clit.
In and out went my finger. Susan 's somewhat more than unrelenting 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 land her pleasure. If three fingerbreadth was her limit ... I went back to just two.
My lips around her clit kept the tight seal that allowed me to carry on sucking her while simultaneously grazing the aerofoil of her sensitive button with the grating texture of my glossa.
I slowly moved two fingers in and out of her wet hole.
Susan, riding my acquaintance 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 hint you were such a slut, Suzie my love '' Marti answered breathlessly.
Breathlessly because the combination of Susan giving her a approximate mauling followed by me sucking her difficult clit and more gently penetrating her wet cunt was getting her to the level.
Jose Julian Marti had both deal on my read/write head now and she brought her thighs closer together. Holding my face against her vagina as she bucked her hips up at my mouth.
I pulled my fingers out of her and replaced them with my knife. Trying to penetrate her kitty with it. But her hands brought me back up to her clit and she made it exonerated that was what she wanted. I sucked her again and quickly brought her to orgasm.
Her ramification closed tightly on my head. trapping me against her as she came.
So very much superfluous fluid pumped out of her. I sucked it into my mouth and swallowed. Struggling to pass off, trapped as I was, between her smooth sexy legs.
Her orgasm slowly subsided and she loosened her bag on my haircloth and her stage parted, allowing me snarf my face away from her gorgeous puss and then to sit up on my haunches.
I wanted to get my stopcock into her slit right then. All I had to do was shuffle forward a foot and tend down. Her wet gaping gob would go for my hard turncock without anyone needing to guide it. It was right there in figurehead of me.
'' I want to make love you .... ''
'' generate me a minute, bird, you just tire me out a bit. ``
I sat there on my hound, between Marti 's branch, looking up the length of her au naturel body. Heaving breast, a trickle of lather between them.She was totally aphrodisiac. My cock throbbed, telling me how desperately it wanted to be buried in Marti 's cunt.
But 'no'means 'no', and 'not yet'means .... swell it might mean anything except 'yes'.
My rooster throbbed. Throbbed, I tell ya.
Susan turned to me from her posture rocking back and forth on Jon 's cock.
'' C'mere ... ''
I moved up the bed to front her and she brought her lip to mine. We kissed hot and heavy, but really I realized that Susan wanted to smack 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 cock was close to his cheek and I felt him grip my erection and pull me within range of his mouth.
Jon took my pecker into his mouth while I kissed the woman he was fucking.
It was a wild tantrum and I felt like I might cum quickly, but I did n't desire to.
With these girls here being so raunchy I was more occupy in getting inside some cooch.
'' You 'll hold me cum if you do n't blockade. ''
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 puss. Marti was n't ready ....
I pulled out of Jon 's back talk and moved behind Susan. Watched her ass bouncing up and down on Jon 's hammer. I knelt lower. Got close. Jon spread his legs slightly and lifted his hips.
I was capable to lick Jon 's formal while his cock drove in and in and into Susan 's cunt.
She felt me behind her.
'' You want some of this cunt, Michael ? ``
'' I do n't want to discontinue Jon while he 's having such a nice time .... ''
'' Why not join him ? ``
She bent forward, laying flat against Jon. Her ass came up and I had a discharge scene of Jon 's shaft in her pussy.
'' Come on ... there 's way ... ''
'' You sure ? ``
'' Well ... no I never tried it, but I want to. I want to right now. dual vaginal ... is n't that what they call it ? ``
fuck me ! ! ! They ! What 'they'call it. They, as in other people. Not me. Not Jon. Now 'we'were going to be in the 'they'group !
I got up on my knees, holding my turncock 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 avail her accomplish her ambition. It was only polite. And the sight of my friend cock in her bitch already was a vast turn-on.
They stopped their move for a moment and I was able to perspective the head of my hard member where I could press into her, stretching her pussy to take my putz as well as Jon 's.
Everything was slippery. I pressed the headway of my pecker ... felt Susan 's twat stretching to accommodate a second fucker entering her.
Pressed harder and felt the last resistance ebb away.
Then I felt my putz plunge straight down deep into her.
Felt it rubbing length against length with Jon 's cock. We began slowly pumping Susan 's willing body.
When we went in and out together it did n't run very well so we set up a replication rhythm method of birth control.
As Jon 's putz went up Susan, mine was withdrawing and then when I was shoving my core back in, Jon 's was sliding out.
Susan was loving it. Shouting every dirty word she knew and encouraging us. She was on the sharpness of cumming.
The motions had the additional excitement for me and Jon of rubbing our cocks against each other.
Like frottage, but inside a warm wet leave cunt.
I was able to look over Susan 's shoulder joint into the middle of my friend as we fucked this fille. Watching him enjoying the pussy and enjoying feeling my hard tool slipping up and down against the distance of his.
Then Marti got in on the action by getting behind me and caressing my clod 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 : first dominating Marti and now taking two stopcock at once into the snatch that was soon to be promised to another guy.
I briefly marvel if her fiance was having as wild of a hart party as his fiancee. I doubted it. But then ... Jon was having a moderately wild time ... and it was still our first night.
But I brought my thoughts back to where I was.
Pump ticker pump.
tool against cock.
Slip sliding board slip.
Inside a slutty slit.
squelch circuit schlurp.
So much. So much action ... too much to conclusion foresightful .... I grunted that I was going to cum.
I wanted to fool 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 fingers slipped between my ass boldness and she tickled my arsehole, as if I needed any more stimulation.
It drove me unfounded and I rammed hard into her friend 's pussy.
Jon 's was rammed hard as well and our cum pellet out and filled her up.
Both grinding oceanic abyss in Susan 's cunt until it began trickling out of her.
Susan was cumming the entire time we shot our cargo into her.
It all finally subsided. I pulled out of Susan and sat back, watching two rafts of cum slabber out of her and down the length of Jon 's cock, onto his balls.
Marti put a hand on the back of my head teacher and directed me down onto it. Then her face came along side.
We licked up the cum and Susan 's juices.
Licking from Jon 's musket ball, up the length of his prick, still in Susan, and then around Susan 's stretched-out pussycat.
Then Marti pulled me up to face her and we began French kissing. We merged our cummy glossa.
Swallowing what we had licked up from our Friend. Jon 's cum, mixed with my cum, mixed with Susan's.
Susan climbed up off Jon 's softening turncock and lay succeeding to him. There was room on the bed for four to lie there.
I thought about boy-girl-boy-girl, but then what I really wanted now was to let Jon try the last of our cum.
I lay down next to him and Marti lay on the far incline of Susan.
The two girls rolled onto their English, facing each other. Giggling and smoothing each other 's tomentum, the way girls do.
I lay on my chest of drawers, leaned across to Jon lying supine beside me, and put my mouth on his.
His sass opened, accepting the poke of my tongue, and he was able to try the output of all our travail.
Then I collapsed back, rolled over and lay future to him.
Our hired hand found each early 's cocks, damp and embarrassing and soft.
He chuckled `` I thought it was exciting just having a quick blowie. ``
'' Yeah, me too. But I still want that, sidekick. I still want to suck up your stopcock until you cum in my oral cavity. ``
'' Now worries. We only just got here. I want to do you too. ``
Susan chirped up. `` You guys buy us dinner party and we 'll go a second round. I know Marti wants my slit, 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 ones that suited them best.
Jon and I did n't possess roles. We were into getting each other off.
Which we did.
Repeatedly for the next two sidereal day.
Sometimes in the company of Susan and 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 taking over, at one dot.
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 lost weekend.
She 's is confection and sexy and her pussy is still the best I ever tasted .