Jon and I were best friends all through our youth. Inseparable.
But times change. After university we made new lives in different urban center. We both had long-term lady friend and meddling schedule so did n't sing much or even email.
We 'd still see each former at holidays 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 months ago to tell me he was getting get hitched with and ask if I 'd be his best man.
Well sure. I 'd be pissed if he asked anyone else. He told me what he wanted to do for a stag do : Weekend in Lope de Vega, Baby !
Great, that would be a blast. I wanted to sleep with who to tempt, but Jon did n't have any names.
'' Truth is Pete, I do n't really give birth friends here. most of my employment colleagues are hard-right redneck racist yahoos. ``
'' Well, Texas. ``
'' I know. I 'm already looking to get out of here. Maybe out your way. ``
'' well, I 'd be glad of that, if it ever happens. So what about some hombre from back base ? ``
'' Naaah I did n't keep in pinch. There were some friends in college. I 'll send you a tilt. ``
I mailed the guys on Jon 's leaning but everyone was in use or broke and could n't make a trip to Nevada.
When I told Jon he was OK with it.
'' Just us two, then. Like the beneficial old 24-hour interval. We 'll ingest a great clock time. ``
I figured since it was just us two now, I could pay for the whole trip if we shared a way.
I booked The Wynn. A high school room overlooking their ridiculously overpriced golf course.
I got there firstly and got us checked in. At the desk the guy upgraded us, which was nice.
I got squared away and called Jon to tell him what room we were in.
His flight was delayed a couple of hours so I figured I could go down and encounter some cards.
In the end I just hit a bar. I was people-watching and getting a slight bombilation on.
A match of girlfriend, Jose Julian Marti and Susan, were at the board adjacent to me and we got to talking.
They were on a snitch weekend as well. As with me and Jon, all their ally had flaked on them.
They 'd just get along back from some Chippendale 's eccentric of place and they were n't into it.
'' You do n't wish big, ripped naked Guy ? ``
Marti said `` Not always ... `` she winked and Susan blushed.
I thought I could see the dynamical. Jose Julian Marti was working on seducing the fiancee before she got married. Susan was queer but shy.
My headphone rang. Jon was in the lobby. I told him where we were and ordered him a drink. Got another for me and the two girls while I was at it.
He showed up and we hugged a greeting. Very pleased to see each former.
I 'd severalise the young woman why we were there and how Jon and I were best supporter since forever so it was no surprise we would n't just shake hands.
Jose Julian Marti still said it was gracious to see guy 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 pot on the cheek Susan blushed again.
Jon arched his eyebrows at me and I shrugged and grinned. We seemed to be watching a gay woman seduction.
We chatted for a piece, and finished the drink. Jon wanted to get up to his way and cleanse up after his extended flight.
Marti said `` we might as well leave, 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. `` return her a piffling of that sapphic pleasuring ... ''
Maybe a little too loudly. Marti turned to him and winked. `` Pleasuring .... that 's what Friend are for. ''
Wow. Susan was clearly embarrassed. `` Martiiiiii .... shhh. ``
'' Sorry sweetie, they 're cool though. right field cat ? ``
'' Go for it. '' `` Totally '' we said, simultaneously.
The elevator came. I pressed for our trading floor. Jose Julian Marti was on the like one.
We got on. Just the four of us.
When the doorway closed Marti grabbed Susan and stage-whispered `` I 'm going to constitute you sense dependable, little fille. ``
Her handwriting went up to Susan 's cheeks, holding her there and she kissed her friend 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 affectionateness ? ``
I was just a little seethe. Jon was too. We looked at each other for a second, Jon gave me a 'why not ?'kind of look.
I leaned in ... our lips met ... I was kissing my better friend.
Just for a gag, but even so ... I was about to give off when Jon 's hand went to the rachis of my neck and he held me there.
Then his early deal was on my ass ... pulling me crocked 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 quiet voice. Her mitt found Marti 's.
I thought we 'd helped Marti in her conquest.
The elevator arrived at our high level and we found that we were staying in room 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 elevator. ``
'' Just a snog, like they 'd let us see them. It was only mediocre. ``
'' But it was n't just a quick, peck, buddy ! ``
'' So. You 're my best friend in the mankind. What 's the injury. ``
'' None I guess ... did you do stuff like that at college ? ``
'' Fuck no. Never. ``
'' Nor me. ``
'' But. well. I 've thought about it sometimes. ``
'' I bet everybody thinks about it. ``
We just smiled. It was cool.
Jon started unpacking his case and then said he 'd have a warm turnaround time in the rain 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 buss in the elevator. We 'd never done anything like that growing up.
The skinny we 'd ever come to intimacy was dating the same girlfriend.
That daughter had thought she was playing us, but really we 'd been aware of her hatful the hale time. 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 unsufferable behaviour and dumped us both. Go trope a char 's mind.
So we 'd never all been together at the Saami clock time but once I 'd fucked her one night and Jon had fucked her the survey 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 char, I was thinking about that kiss.
I 'd liked it, I think.
Thinking about feeling him holding me against him ... ..
Had I liked it ? It happened so fast. I did n't hate it. I had n't pushed him away ...
And remembering the thoughts I had about men. My curio. And he 'd said he 'd had alike mentation ....
I do n't love ... hard drink, Vegas, hotel way, privacy, confidence .... it all combined in me, then ...
I stripped off my clothes and tossed them on the chair and walked into the bathroom.
He could n't hear me with the water running.
I hesitated for a second ... what was I thinking ? ... but even if this was a unseasonable move I knew Jon would be OK ...
I opened the exhibitioner door and stepped inside. That was when he heard me. His back was towards me and he did n't turn.
'' Hello sidekick .... do you want to get my dorsum 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 custody before rubbing soap up and down his back.
The Georgia home boy made everything smooth and slippery and I enjoyed feeling his cutis under my hands and his taut muscleman 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 buttocks as I rubbed them.
He stood straight again and I moved closer to him, intending on soaping up his chest of drawers and abdominal cavity. But as our consistency 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 cock rubbing the top of his ass. Nestling in the cleft of his bum.
My hands went round his organic structure and I soaped his liquid pectoral and abs.
My body was tight against his soapy back. Slippery, frictionless, rubbing .... my hands explored his nipples ... humiliated .... then I felt his hand on mine moving my aid downwards ... I felt his pubic hair under my finger tips.
He moved my helping hand lower. Murmured ...
'' Do it ... you want to ... I want you to ... ''
I reached down and could finger his erect penis. I took it into my hand. The swither and warm weewee made it slow for me to stroke his cock.
I began humping myself against his soundbox in clock time with my strokes on his hard stiff cock. It felt great.
Then Jon turned around.
We stood facing each other under the atomiser, soaking wet, the soap rinsing off our glistening dead body. My intemperate turncock was rubbing against his.
He looked at me and holding my fount the way Jose Julian Marti had held Susan 's he put his mouth back on mine as he had in the elevator.
My weapon went around him this time. My hand went to the scruff of his neck. We embraced and kissed deeply.
His deal on my bare ass, my handwriting on his ... our legs slightly apart so that our thighs could be between. Locked in a tight embrace under the warm shower.
It was intense and I did n't desire it to stop over. But we had to get out of the shower eventually ....
Our mouths parted and we looked at each other ... ..
Now both my manus were on his bum ... My surd member measuring its duration against his ....
'' Now what ? ``
'' I do n't know .... ''
He turned off the shower and I stepped out onto the bath mat. I grabbed a towel and handed it to Jon, then grabbed one for myself.
We watched each early drying off. We both had monster erecting that were n't going away. I was very turned on by how I had been touching his physical structure. By how his hand on my ass had felt. How the weight of his putz in my hand had felt .... I wanted more.
Jon could n't say minds but it was assoil that he knew what I was thinking.
'' Me too. '' he said.
Did he think of 'me too'it was gracious .... 'me too'... I want to carry on ... what ? Well, the one-time implied the latter and from the latter you could infer the onetime. All good.
I told him so there was no mix-up ...
'' I want to take on. I want to go to bed with you. ``
He smiled at me. The room came with two towel robe ; long and subdued and plush. I pulled one on and Jon did the same. So we were enveloped in a sensuous comforter, both nude beneath.
The late memory of our shower and the expectancy of what was to make out kept me at a compound degree of arousal.
My erection was hard and fat and throbbing.
The head of my penis was rubbing against the towelling gown.
I felt like the mere skin senses of the cloth might pass water me cum by then, so I allowed my cock to poke out where the robe came together.
Jon did n't bother to do his robe up. It hung candid and I stared without shame at his fine, fit body and his punishing cock.
He reached for the belt tie on my robe and loosen it so that I was similarly exposed to his view.
I wanted to jerk him off but could n't let him equal me. If he touched me too soon I would cum, so instead I dropped to my knees in front of him and took his cock in my clenched fist, opening my mouth ... about to take him into my rima oris ....
And there was a rap at the door.
Oh for fucks sake. I kept his tool in my manus, an inch from my open mouth.
Jon asked `` Did you parliamentary procedure room service ? ``
'' No. And I know you did n't ''
'' shag '' 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 genu holding his erect phallus. I know he wanted me to absorb it.
'' Um ... what to do want ? ``
'' Can I make out in ? Please ? ``
He whispered to me ... `` what do you think ? ``
I leaned forward and took his cock into my mouth. Looking up at him. Sucking his cock.
Jon called out `` Can you come back later ? ``
'' No it 's now or never. ``
The sensation of having a man 's member in my sass for the first-class honours degree sentence was wonderful. Everything I 'd imagined. The firmness the texture. 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 sass.
His hand had gone to the back of my head and he was gently moving his hips in sentence with my suck.
His cock was going in and out of my mouth, wet and slippery ... but I could see from his look that he was intrigued too.
I took my sass 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 change through the eye-hole and knew someone was looking out.
She quickly untied the belt of her robe and held it receptive. She was naked.
'' One sec .... ''
I motioned for Jon to do up his gown and quickly tied mine.
I opened the threshold wide and welcomed her inner our room. She walked in briskly.
Her robe flapped spread, showing us the goods.
Jon gave her a storm and welcoming `` well, howdy ... ''.
As I began to close the door the one reverse flare-up open and Marti, also dressed in a robe charged through. She brushed past me and into our room.
'' Well excuse me ... ''
Jose Julian Marti composed herself ... `` Oh, I 'm drab. Sue and me had a little variance and I wanted to earn up. ``
Susan stood in the heart of the elbow room with her hands in the scoop of her open gown making no endeavour to hide herself.
'' There you are sweetie ''
'' Yes, here I am. You 've got me all wrong, Marti. ``
'' I 'm sorry if I came on too stiff. I just want you to savor your last days of freedom and draw sure enough you try things you might not get the opportunity for in next. ``
Neither of us spoke, we just listened in on Marti and Susan 's conversation. It was loaded with potential ... ...
'' I 'm a bit more experience than you think, Marti. You do n't bang 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 prospect. ``
'' You do n't get it do you ... ''
Susan moved towards Jose Julian Marti, marched her backwards and pressed her against the wall. One manus went to Marti 's neck, holding her tightly, pinning her, while her other went down, parted Marti 's toweling gown and probed between her wooden leg.
Susan whispered hoarsely into Marti 's ear.
'' I want you too, Marti, but I want to contribute. I want piece of ass YOU, not the other way around. ``
'' Oh god yes. Oh yes. Do me. fill me Suse. ``
Susan 's hired hand was covered from view by the robe, but the rhythmic apparent motion of her arm made it obvious that she was rubbing Marti 's bare pussy. When Marti caught her breath and turned her principal this way and that, it was clear that Susan was finding the right places down there. Then Jose Julian Marti faced her friend ...
'' Kiss me, sweetie. osculate me while you finger me. ``
Susan bowed her head and locked sass with Marti. crushed her sassing against Marti 's. Kissing her with fervidness and a hint of aggression.
The handwriting she had held round Jose Julian Marti 's neck now ran into her friend 's hair and grasped a crew of it tightly. This was not the loving lesbian seduction I was used to imagining, this was something a altogether lot more like violation.
But Jose Julian Marti was loving it.
I was stroking my hard dick now, while Susan finger-fucked her champion.
A quick look over to Jon told me he was doing the same.
hoot, they could cause done this in their own room. What a nice gesture to put on a show for us.
Jose Julian Marti 's robe had fallen exposed by now. We could see Susan 's hand reaching between her admirer 's legs.
Susan was sucking on Jose Julian Marti 's neck opening. Her medal was flat against Jose Julian Marti 's body and clearly her fingers were curled up inside Jose Julian Marti 's cunt. Her hand moved fast and hard, making Jose Julian Marti moan and seize with teeth 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 Marti 's snatch just long enough to take into account the arm to come down her arm and then quickly back inside Marti 's puss and up, lifting her friend onto her tiptoes with the urgency of her movements jerking those curled fingerbreadth up inside her friend.
Susan 's buttocks clenched with the effort she was putting into ramming her fingers inside Marti.
She kept her bm going and turned towards Jon and me. We had been masturbating as we watched but now we both covered up.
'' Do n't be shy, son. Get naked like us two. ``
We allowed our robe to slip off.
Susan kept up her rugged jamming of Jose Julian Marti 's slit. Marti 's knees looked like they were about to give way.
'' Now you can stroke each early 's peter. ''
'' I do n't be intimate about that ... '' I said, weakly.
'' Oh who are you trying to fritter ? ``
'' What do you have in mind ? ``
'' I saw you already both had big old erection when I came in. It was n't from me and Marti. You guys were up to no beneficial. I bet we interrupted it .... ''
Busted.
'' It was just ... '' I stammered
'' ooooh it was just ... '' Susan mockingly mimicked me, all the while jamming her fingerbreadth deeper, deeper, harder, faster into her lady friend 's pussy.
'' get hold of it, Michael, stroke Jon 's prick. ``
piece of tail it, I thought ....
'' I 'll go one respectable .... ''
I pushed Jon backwards onto one of the the king bed in the room and crawled up between his opened legs.
Taking his shaft into my aegir fist I leaned down and took him back into my mouth, where it had been a patch ago. Where it seemed to natural to be.
The exhilaration of watching Susan giving such a going over to her friend had caused a lot of precum to leak out of Jon 's putz. I sucked it and savored the mouthful before swallowing. Then began a steady tread, bobbing my promontory up and down on his wonderful cock.
Stroking the gruelling, fat shaft as I sucked him.
I could n't see what the girls were doing now, but I did n't like. The cock in my mouth was more agitate. I sucked my friend with gusto. Felt his hand go back to my caput as he encouraged me.
'' I knew it, you 're a twain of faggy son. '' 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 water you wish you were n't getting married. ''
Which seemed a bit paradoxical, given that he had his tool planted firmly in my mouth and we were both very very much enjoying it.
'' Ready when you are, faggy son. ``
At that, I DID lift my back talk off Jon 's strong wet cock, got up and grasped Susan 's wrist. Pulling her digit out of Marti 's slit. I took her glistening finger's breadth to my lip and sucked Marti 's juices off.
'' You taste nice, Jose Julian 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 sweet pussy. seed over and link up us on the bed. '' I took her hand in the one not wrapped lash out Susan 's wrist and led them both to the bed where Jon lay, his leg apart and his shaft still hard and pointing north.
'' Climb up on this, Susan. '' he told her.
Jose Julian Marti and me stood and watched as Susan straddled Jon 's coxa, took his erect penis in her grip and lowered herself onto him. Watching Jon 's cock lantern slide up into Susan 's cunt was so arousing, I wanted to do the same with Marti.
But I really had liked the sweet penchant of her pussy from Susan 's fingers and wanted more.
Marti laid down next to Jon and I climbed between her legs.
A few proceedings before I had been between Jon 's and enjoying his shaft, now I bent down and put my rima oris on Marti 's wet slit and tasted her.
It was sweetened and salty and better than any slit I 'd ever eat on.
She bent her genu and lifted herself to my face.
Her hand was at the vertebral column of my head, gently tousling my hair as I ate her and thrash and sucked and played my spit over her stuff clit.
Wrapping my sass 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 leg and gently inserted a finger inside her while continuing to reduce on keeping suction on her clit.
In and out went my finger. Susan 's somewhat more cruel assault on her friend 's pussy had stretched it and liberally lubricated her.
I went in with another finger and then a 3rd.
Jose Julian Marti said `` OK, tiger, three 's my limit ''.
I did n't desire to hurt her. Just get her pleasance. If three finger's breadth was her limit ... I went back to just two.
My lips around her clit kept the soused SEAL that allowed me to post on sucking her while simultaneously grazing the surface of her sensitive button with the crude texture of my tongue.
I slowly moved two digit in and out of her wet hole.
Susan, riding my friend next to us said `` Only three ... you 're such a crybaby, Marti. And there was you, thinking you were the big seductress ! ``
'' wellspring you never gave any clue you were such a slut, Suzie my love '' Marti answered breathlessly.
Breathlessly because the combination of Susan giving her a rough mauling followed by me sucking her hard clit and more gently penetrating her wet pussy was getting her to the detail.
Marti had both hands on my fountainhead now and she brought her second joint closer together. Holding my expression against her vagina as she bucked her hips up at my mouth.
I pulled my fingerbreadth out of her and replaced them with my lingua. Trying to dawn her pussy with it. But her hands brought me back up to her clit and she made it sack that was what she wanted. I sucked her again and quickly brought her to orgasm.
Her leg closed tightly on my caput. trapping me against her as she came.
So much spear carrier fluid pumped out of her. I sucked it into my mouth and swallowed. Struggling to breathe, trapped as I was, between her unruffled sexy legs.
Her sexual climax slowly subsided and she loosened her traction on my hair and her legs parted, allowing me hook my case away from her gorgeous puss and then to sit up on my haunches.
I wanted to get my putz into her bitch right then. All I had to do was shuffle forward a pes and lean down. Her wet gap hole would take on my toilsome cock without anyone needing to guide it. It was right there in straw man of me.
'' I want to fuck you .... ''
'' feed me a minute, wench, you just wore me out a bit. ``
I sat there on my blackguard, between Marti 's legs, looking up the length of her au naturel body. Heaving breasts, a trickle of stew between them.She was totally aphrodisiac. My stopcock throbbed, telling me how desperately it wanted to be buried in Jose Julian Marti 's cunt.
But 'no'substance 'no', and 'not yet'means .... swell it might mean anything except 'yes'.
My tool throbbed. Throbbed, I tell ya.
Susan turned to me from her locating rocking back and forth on Jon 's cock.
'' C'mere ... ''
I moved up the bed to face her and she brought her back talk to mine. We kissed hot and operose, but really I realized that Susan wanted to savor Jose Julian Marti 's cum that was smeared over my face.
I fondled her titty while she sucked my face and she rocked faster on Jon. My hammer was close to his nerve and I felt him grapple my erection and extract me within chain of his mouth.
Jon took my stopcock into his sass while I kissed the fair sex he was fucking.
It was a violent setting and I felt like I might cum quickly, but I did n't want to.
With these daughter here being so raunchy I was more interested in getting inside some cooch.
'' You 'll prepare 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 paw on my ass and pulled me deeper into his rima oris.
Sucking hard.
But I really wanted pussycat. Marti was n't set up ....
I pulled out of Jon 's sass and moved behind Susan. Watched her ass bouncing up and down on Jon 's cock. I knelt lower. Got close. Jon spread his legs slightly and lifted his articulatio coxae.
I was able to thrash 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 want to hold back Jon while he 's having such a nice time .... ''
'' Why not fall in him ? ``
She bent forward, laying insipid against Jon. Her ass came up and I had a clear view of Jon 's cock in her pussy.
'' Come on ... there 's elbow room ... ''
'' You sure ? ``
'' well ... no I never tried it, but I want to. I want to right now. double up vaginal ... is n't that what they call it ? ``
roll in the hay me ! ! ! They ! What 'they'call it. They, as in other people. Not me. Not Jon. Now 'we'were going to be in the 'they'grouping !
I got up on my knee, holding my peter 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 assist her achieve her dream. It was only civilised. And the sight of my friends pecker in her cunt already was a huge turn-on.
They stopped their move for a moment and I was able to position the header of my hard penis where I could press into her, stretching her pussycat to take my shaft as well as Jon 's.
Everything was slippery. I pressed the caput of my cock ... felt Susan 's slit stretching to accommodate a instant fucker entering her.
Pressed harder and felt the last resistance ebb away.
Then I felt my tool plunge straight down deep into her.
Felt it rubbing length against length with Jon 's cock. We began slowly pumping Susan 's volition physical structure.
When we went in and out together it did n't work very well so we set up a counter musical rhythm.
As Jon 's cock went up Susan, mine was withdrawing and then when I was shoving my meat back in, Jon 's was sliding out.
Susan was loving it. Shouting every dirty word she knew and encouraging us. She was on the edge of cumming.
The question had the additional inflammation for me and Jon of rubbing our peter against each former.
Like frottage, but inside a warm wet willing puss.
I was capable 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 strong rooster slipping up and down against the length of his.
Then Marti got in on the action by getting behind me and caressing my balls while Jon and I fucked her booster.
The friend she had hoped to score into a short submissive gay woman had turned out to be far more : first dominating Marti and now taking two peter at once into the cunt that was soon to be promised to another guy.
I briefly marvel if her groom-to-be was having as state of nature of a snitch party as his bride-to-be. I doubted it. But then ... Jon was having a somewhat wild sentence ... and it was still our first night.
But I brought my mentation back to where I was.
pump heart ticker.
Cock against cock.
Slip glide skid.
Inside a slutty cunt.
Squelch schlurp.
So much. So much action ... too a great deal to last foresightful .... I grunted that I was going to cum.
I wanted to shoot indoors 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 arse, as if I needed any more stimulation.
It drove me wild and I rammed hard into her friend 's pussy.
Jon 's was rammed hard as well and our cum gibe 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 loads into her.
It all finally subsided. I pulled out of Susan and sat back, watching two heaps of cum dribble out of her and down the length of Jon 's cock, onto his balls.
Marti put a mitt 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 succus.
Licking from Jon 's musket ball, up the length of his diaphysis, still in Susan, and then around Susan 's stretched-out snatch.
Then Marti pulled me up to face her and we began Daniel Chester French kissing. We merged our cummy tongues.
Swallowing what we had licked up from our supporter. Jon 's cum, shuffle with my cum, miscellaneous 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 last of our cum.
I lay down next to him and Marti lay on the far side of Susan.
The two female child rolled onto their English, facing each early. Giggling and smoothing each other 's tomentum, the way lady friend do.
I lay on my chest, leaned across to Jon lying supine beside me, and put my back talk on his.
His lip opened, accepting the thrusting of my lingua, and he was capable to savor the production of all our effort.
Then I collapsed back, rolled over and lay side by side to him.
Our hands found each former 's cocks, damp and sticky and soft.
He chuckled `` I thought it was exciting just having a quickly blowie. ``
'' Yeah, me too. But I still want that, buddy. I still want to suck your shaft 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 and we 'll go a indorse round. 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 suffer found the unity that suited them best.
Jon and I did n't sustain roles. We were into getting each other off.
Which we did.
Repeatedly for the next two days.
Sometimes in the ship's company of Susan and Jose Julian Marti, sometimes alone. Marti did n't get doubled up the way Susan had, but she did get fucked by all three of us in succession, at one point in time.
It was the easily stag weekend ever. All four of us agreed on that.
Now that our friends are married, Jose Julian Marti and I have a variety of thing. We meet every so often for a lost weekend.
She 's is sweet and sexy and her cunt is still the best I ever tasted .