Jon and I were best friend all through our youth. Inseparable.
But clip change. After university we made new biography in different city. We both had long-term girl and busy schedule so did n't utter much or even email.
We 'd still see each other at holidays though, when we visited our folks in the old place 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 severalise me he was getting matrimonial 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 sleep with who to invite, but Jon did n't have any name calling.
'' Truth is Pete, I do n't really cause admirer here. Most of my work colleagues are hard-right cracker racist hayseed. ``
'' fountainhead, Texas. ``
'' I know. I 'm already looking to get out of here. Maybe out your way. ``
'' wellspring, I 'd be gladiolus of that, if it ever happens. So what about some guy rope from back home ? ``
'' Naaah I did n't keep in tactile sensation. There were some friends in college. I 'll send you a list. ``
I mailed the guys on Jon 's list but everyone was busy or broke and could n't make a trip to Sagebrush State.
When I told Jon he was OK with it.
'' Just us two, then. Like the thoroughly old days. We 'll throw a enceinte time. ``
I figured since it was just us two now, I could pay for the unanimous trip if we shared a room.
I booked The Wynn. A mellow way overlooking their ridiculously overpriced golf course.
I got there first and got us checked in. At the desk the guy upgraded us, which was nice.
I got squared away and called Jon to severalize him what room we were in.
His flight was delayed a couple of hours so I figured I could go down and play some cards.
In the end I just hit a bar. I was people-watching and getting a little bombination on.
A couple of missy, Marti and Susan, were at the tabular array following to me and we got to talking.
They were on a rat weekend as well. As with me and Jon, all their friends had flaked on them.
They 'd just come back from some Chippendale 's eccentric of topographic point and they were n't into it.
'' You do n't like big, ripped naked guys ? ``
Marti said `` Not always ... `` she winked and Susan blushed.
I thought I could see the active. Marti was working on seducing the fiancee before she got married. Susan was curious but shy.
My earpiece rang. Jon was in the foyer. I told him where we were and ordered him a drinking. Got another for me and the two girls while I was at it.
He showed up and we hugged a greeting. Very proud of to see each early.
I 'd told the girls why we were there and how Jon and I were best champion 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 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 drunkenness. Jon wanted to get up to his room and clean up after his hold out flight.
Marti said `` we might as well give, too '' took Susan 's hand in hers and dragged her out of her tail. `` Come on Susan ! '' she said, brightly.
Susan sheepishly rose. Letting herself be led to the lift bank.
Jon and I followed.
'' I think Jose Julian Marti 's going to try it on with her, do n't you ? '' he whispered. `` Give her a footling 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 cool though. Right guys ? ``
'' Go for it. '' `` Totally '' we said, simultaneously.
The elevator came. I pressed for our floor. Jose Julian Marti was on the like one.
We got on. Just the four of us.
When the doors closed Marti grabbed Susan and stage-whispered `` I 'm going to nominate you feel good, petty girl. ``
Her hands went up to Susan 's cheeks, holding her there and she kissed her friend on the mouth. Hard and cryptical.
They broke off and Marti smiled. We two were excited to be seeing it unfolding.
'' Come on you two. What about a little appearance of philia ? ``
I was just a trivial hum. Jon was too. We looked at each other for a second, Jon gave me a 'why not ?'kind of look.
I leaned in ... our sassing met ... I was kissing my best friend.
Just for a gag, but even so ... I was about to let on off when Jon 's hired hand went to the back of my cervix and he held me there.
Then his other bridge player was on my ass ... pulling me tight against him. He rubbed himself against me for a secondly and then let go and we separated.
'' How was that ? '' he asked the girls.
'' wild ! '' was Jose Julian Marti 's response.
Susan just said `` that was hot '' in a quiet voice. Her hand found Marti 's.
I thought we 'd helped Marti in her seduction.
The elevator arrived at our high floor and we found that we were staying in rooms that were facing each early 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 nookie was that ? ``
'' What ? ``
'' In the elevator. ``
'' Just a candy kiss, like they 'd let us see them. It was only fair. ``
'' But it was n't just a quick, peck, buddy ! ``
'' So. You 're my sound friend in the world. What 's the harm. ``
'' 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 aplomb.
Jon started unpacking his case and then said he 'd take in a quick turnaround in the shower bath and we could go out to eat.
I had n't really planned any issue, we were just going to play 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 close we 'd ever come to liaison was dating the Saame young lady.
That girl had thought she was playing us, but really we 'd been aware of her deal the whole metre. When she found out we knew she got mad, for some cause.
Jon tried to let the cat out of the bag her into a three-way with us but she said that was unsufferable demeanour and dumped us both. Go figure a fair sex '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 following 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 osculation.
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 intellection I had about men. My curiosity. And he 'd said he 'd had standardized thought process ....
I do n't know ... strong drink, Vega, hotel room, secrecy, trust .... it all combined in me, then ...
I stripped off my clothes and tossed them on the president 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 legal injury move I knew Jon would be OK ...
I opened the exhibitioner doorway 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 dorsum for me ? '' he passed me the hotel grievous bodily harm bar.
I said `` Sure.. '' like this was perfectly normal and started getting a prissy lather on my hands before rubbing goop up and down his binding.
The scoop made everything smooth and slippery and I enjoyed feeling his tegument under my handwriting and his taut heftiness under that skin.
He bent over slightly and I moved my manus lower. Moving my soapy palms all over his mingy ass. Feeling him clench his bottom as I rubbed them.
He stood straight again and I moved closer to him, intending on soaping up his chest and abdomen. But as our bodies got closer I realized that I had an erection. It bumped against his keister. I moved away. But he backed up against me. I pulled him tight, my hammer rubbing the top of his ass. Nestling in the scissure of his bum.
My hands went round his body and I soaped his placid pecs and abs.
My body was tight against his soapy back. Slippery, frictionless, rubbing .... my hands explored his mamilla ... lower .... then I felt his hand on mine moving my attentions downwards ... I felt his pubic hair under my finger tips.
He moved my script 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 urine made it easy for me to stroke his turncock.
I began humping myself against his consistency in time with my accident on his difficult stiff tool. It felt great.
Then Jon turned around.
We stood facing each former under the spray, soaking wet, the max rinsing off our glistening body. My tough tool was rubbing against his.
He looked at me and holding my aspect the way Jose Julian Marti had held Susan 's he put his oral fissure back on mine as he had in the elevator.
My blazonry went around him this time. My hired hand went to the nape of his neck. We embraced and kissed deeply.
His handwriting on my bare ass, my bridge player on his ... our legs slightly apart so that our second joint could be between. Locked in a loaded embrace under the affectionate shower.
It was intense and I did n't desire it to stop. But we had to get out of the shower eventually ....
Our mouths parted and we looked at each early ... ..
Now both my hands were on his bum ... My hard member measuring its length against his ....
'' Now what ? ``
'' I do n't know .... ''
He turned off the exhibitioner and I stepped out onto the tub mat. I grabbed a towel and handed it to Jon, then grabbed one for myself.
We watched each other drying off. We both had monstrosity 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 cock in my deal had felt .... I wanted more.
Jon could n't read judgement but it was clear that he knew what I was thinking.
'' Me too. '' he said.
Did he mean 'me too'it was nice .... 'me too'... I want to carry on ... what ? Well, the one-time implied the latter and from the latter you could infer the erstwhile. All good.
I told him so there was no disarray ...
'' I want to persuade on. I want to go to bed with you. ``
He smiled at me. The room came with two towel robes ; long and soft and plush. I pulled one on and Jon did the same. So we were enveloped in a sensuous puff, both bare beneath.
The recent retentivity of our exhibitioner and the expectation of what was to total kept me at a raise level of arousal.
My erecting was surd and fat and throbbing.
The drumhead of my penis was rubbing against the towelling gown.
I felt like the bare speck of the textile 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 open and I stared without ignominy at his fine, fit body and his toilsome cock.
He reached for the belt tie on my robe and unmake it so that I was similarly exposed to his aspect.
I wanted to buck 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 stifle in front of him and took his cock in my fist, opening my mouth ... about to consume him into my mouth ....
And there was a knock at the door.
Oh for fucks sake. I kept his cock in my paw, an column inch from my open mouth.
Jon asked `` Did you club elbow room inspection and repair ? ``
'' No. And I know you did n't ''
'' Fuck '' then he called out `` Who is it ? ``
The answer came back ...
'' It 's Susan, from the bar ? .... from across the way ? ``
Jon looked down at me, on my human knee holding his erect penis. I know he wanted me to sop up it.
'' Um ... what to do want ? ``
'' Can I do in ? Please ? ``
He whispered to me ... `` what do you mean ? ``
I leaned forward and took his shaft into my sassing. Looking up at him. Sucking his cock.
Jon called out `` Can you come back later ? ``
'' No it 's now or never. ``
The sense of having a man 's phallus in my sass for the start sentence was marvelous. Everything I 'd imagined. The resoluteness the texture. The brain natural action, 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 cock in my oral cavity.
His bridge player had gone to the back of my promontory and he was gently moving his rose hip in time with my suck.
His rooster was going in and out of my sass, wet and slippery ... but I could see from his boldness that he was intrigued too.
I took my lips away from his glistening erection and stood.
Went to the door and looked through the eyehole.
Susan was there in a robe like the single we were wearing.
She must receive 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 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 open, showing us the goods.
Jon gave her a surprised and welcoming `` well, how-do-you-do ... ''.
As I began to shut the door the one opposite burst open and 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 minuscule divergence and I wanted to make up. ``
Susan stood in the middle of the way with her deal in the pockets of her subject robe making no elbow grease to cover herself.
'' There you are steady ''
'' Yes, here I am. You 've got me all improper, Jose Julian Marti. ``
'' I 'm sorry if I came on too solid. I just want you to love your last days of freedom and make up sure you try affair 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 possible ... ...
'' I 'm a bit more experienced than you think, Marti. You do n't bonk 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 in force opportunity. ``
'' You do n't get it do you ... ''
Susan moved towards Jose Julian 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 Jose Julian Marti 's toweling robe and probed between her legs.
Susan whispered hoarsely into Jose Julian Marti 's ear.
'' I want you too, Marti, but I want to lead. I want fuck YOU, not the early way around. ``
'' Oh god yes. Oh yes. Do me. take in me Suse. ``
Susan 's manus was covered from sight by the robe, but the rhythmic movement of her arm made it obvious that she was rubbing Marti 's bare cunt. When Marti caught her breath and turned her top dog this way and that, it was clear that Susan was finding the right places down there. Then Marti faced her acquaintance ...
'' osculation me, sweetie. Kiss me while you finger me. ``
Susan bowed her brain and locked lip with Marti. crushed her lips against Marti 's. Kissing her with fervor and a hint of aggression.
The manus she had held round Jose Julian Marti 's neck now ran into her champion 's hair and grasped a cluster of it tightly. This was not the loving tribade seduction I was used to conceive of, this was something a whole lot more like violation.
But Marti was loving it.
I was stroking my difficult cock now, while Susan finger-fucked her protagonist.
A quick look over to Jon told me he was doing the same.
Damn, they could throw done this in their own elbow room. What a nice gesture to put on a show for us.
Jose Julian Marti 's robe had fallen open by now. We could see Susan 's hand reaching between her ally 's wooden leg.
Susan was sucking on Marti 's neck. Her palm was flat against Marti 's trunk and clearly her fingers were curled up inside Marti 's cunt. Her paw moved fast and hard, making Marti moan and bite her lip.
Susan moved her hand from Jose Julian Marti 's hair to her articulatio humeri and slipped the robe off her ally. It crumpled in a heap. Then Susan shrugged herself out of her own robe extracting her fingers from the wetness of Marti 's kitty just long enough to earmark the arm to get down her arm and then quickly back inside Marti 's pussy and up, lifting her booster onto her tiptoes with the urgency of her effort jerking those curled digit up inside her friend.
Susan 's buttocks clenched with the effort she was putting into ramming her fingers 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, son. Get raw like us two. ``
We allowed our robes to slip off.
Susan kept up her rugged electronic jamming of Marti 's cunt. Jose Julian Marti 's human knee looked like they were about to open way.
'' Now you can stroke each former 's prick. ''
'' I do n't know about that ... '' I said, weakly.
'' Oh who are you trying to fool ? ``
'' What do you intend ? ``
'' I saw you already both had big old hard-ons when I came in. It was n't from me and Jose Julian Marti. You guys were up to no practiced. I bet we interrupted it .... ''
Busted.
'' It was just ... '' I stammered
'' ooooh it was just ... '' Susan mockingly mimicked me, all the while jamming her fingers deeper, deeper, harder, faster into her girl 's pussy.
'' Take it, Michael, stroke Jon 's stopcock. ``
Fuck it, I thought ....
'' I 'll go one intimately .... ''
I pushed Jon backwards onto one of the the queen 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 back talk, 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 admirer had caused a lot of precum to leak out of Jon 's pecker. I sucked it and savored the discernment before swallowing. Then began a steady tread, bobbing my head up and down on his wonderful dick.
Stroking the knockout, fat scape 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 mouth was more exciting. I sucked my friend with gusto. Felt his bridge player go back to my header as he encouraged me.
'' I knew it, you 're a twain of faggy boys. '' Susan mocked.
I was about to pilfer up off Jon 's cock to reply but he held me there. Sucking him. He answered.
'' Try us. We 'll fall in you a fucking to stimulate you wish you were n't getting married. ''
Which seemed a bit self-contradictory, given that he had his dick planted firmly in my mouth and we were both very much enjoying it.
'' prepare when you are, faggy boys. ``
At that, I DID abstract my lips off Jon 's intemperate wet prick, got up and grasped Susan 's wrist. Pulling her fingers out of Marti 's cunt. I took her glistening fingers to my backtalk and sucked Marti 's juices off.
'' You taste gracious, Marti. '' she stood there, leaning against the wall with her legs give 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 brush up Susan 's wrist and led them both to the bed where Jon lay, his wooden leg apart and his cock still hard and pointing north.
'' mount up on this, Susan. '' he told her.
Marti and me stood and watched as Susan straddled Jon 's pelvic arch, took his put up penis in her grip and lowered herself onto him. Watching Jon 's cock slide up into Susan 's bitch was so energize, I wanted to do the Lapplander with Marti.
But I really had liked the sweet sense of taste of her kitty from Susan 's fingers and wanted more.
Marti laid down side by side to Jon and I climbed between her ramification.
A few minutes before I had been between Jon 's and enjoying his turncock, now I bent down and put my mouth on Marti 's wet slit and tasted her.
It was sweet and salty and better than any pussy I 'd ever eaten.
She bent her genu and lifted herself to my face.
Her paw was at the binding of my head, gently tousling my hair as I ate her and licked and breastfeed and played my glossa over her engorged clitoris.
wrapper my backtalk tight on her clit I began to sop up her.
Her hired hand tightened in my hairsbreadth as she was clearly enjoying what I was doing.
I brought up a hand between her legs and gently inserted a finger's breadth inside her while continuing to condense on keeping suction on her clit.
In and out went my finger. Susan 's somewhat more brutal ravishment on her friend 's pussy had stretched it and liberally lubricated her.
I went in with another finger and then a third.
Marti said `` OK, tiger, three 's my limit ''.
I did n't need to hurt her. Just bring her delight. If three finger was her limit ... I went back to just two.
My lips around her clit kept the pie-eyed seal that allowed me to pack on sucking her spell simultaneously grazing the Earth's surface of her sensitive push with the jumpy texture of my tongue.
I slowly moved two fingers in and out of her wet hole.
Susan, riding my Friend next to us said `` Only three ... you 're such a wimp, 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 rough mauling followed by me sucking her toilsome button and more gently penetrating her wet puss was getting her to the point.
Marti had both manus on my headway now and she brought her thighs closer together. Holding my expression against her vagina as she bucked her hips up at my mouthpiece.
I pulled my fingers out of her and replaced them with my spit. Trying to penetrate her pussy with it. But her hands brought me back up to her clit and she made it clearly that was what she wanted. I sucked her again and quickly brought her to orgasm.
Her legs closed tightly on my head. trapping me against her as she came.
So much extra fluid pumped out of her. I sucked it into my mouth and swallowed. Struggling to take a breath, trapped as I was, between her smooth aphrodisiac legs.
Her orgasm slowly subsided and she loosened her grip on my hair and her legs parted, allowing me revoke my side away from her gorgeous puss and then to sit up on my haunches.
I wanted to get my shaft into her slit right then. All I had to do was shuffle forward a pes and tip down. Her wet gawk pickle would assume my hard cock without anyone needing to guide it. It was right there in front line of me.
'' I want to sleep with you .... ''
'' pass on me a minute, doll, you just wore me out a bit. ``
I sat there on my hound, between Marti 's legs, looking up the length of her naked physical structure. Heaving breasts, a dribble of stew between them.She was totally sexy. My hammer 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 cock throbbed. Throbbed, I tell ya.
Susan turned to me from her position rocking back and Forth on Jon 's cock.
'' C'mere ... ''
I moved up the bed to face her and she brought her lips to mine. We kissed hot and heavy, but really I realized that Susan wanted to taste 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 tool was penny-pinching to his face and I felt him grip my erection and pull me within range of his mouth.
Jon took my cock into his mouth while I kissed the woman he was fucking.
It was a godforsaken picture and I felt like I might cum quickly, but I did n't want to.
With these little girl here being so raunchy I was more interested in getting inside some cooch.
'' You 'll earn 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 hand on my ass and pulled me deeper into his backtalk.
Sucking hard.
But I really wanted pussy. Marti was n't fix ....
I pulled out of Jon 's mouth and moved behind Susan. Watched her ass bouncing up and down on Jon 's cock. I knelt downcast. Got close. Jon spread his legs slightly and lifted his hips.
I was able to cream Jon 's balls while his shaft drove chisel in and in and into Susan 's cunt.
She felt me behind her.
'' You want some of this pussy, Michael ? ``
'' I do n't need to intercept Jon while he 's having such a nice meter .... ''
'' Why not fall in him ? ``
She bent forward, laying monotonous against Jon. Her ass came up and I had a absolved view of Jon 's cock in her pussy.
'' Come on ... there 's way ... ''
'' You sure ? ``
'' wellspring ... no I never tried it, but I want to. I want to right now. Double 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'radical !
I got up on my knees, holding my rooster in my fist. If she wanted to get married with a cunt that had recently been filled by two pecker at once then I should help her achieve her ambitiousness. It was only polite. And the muckle of my booster cock in her cunt already was a huge turn-on.
They stopped their movements for a moment and I was able to position the head of my hard phallus where I could exhort into her, stretching her pussy to take my prick as well as Jon 's.
Everything was slippery. I pressed the head of my prick ... felt Susan 's cunt stretching to hold a indorsement fucker entering her.
Pressed heavily and felt the last resistance ebb away.
Then I felt my prick plunge straight down deep into her.
Felt it rubbing length against distance with Jon 's cock. We began slowly pumping Susan 's uncoerced body.
When we went in and out together it did n't turn very well so we set up a counter rhythm method of birth control.
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 watchword she knew and encouraging us. She was on the edge of cumming.
The motions had the extra excitement for me and Jon of rubbing our tool against each former.
Like frottage, but inside a warm wet will cunt.
I was able-bodied to depend over Susan 's shoulder into the middle of my protagonist as we fucked this girl. Watching him enjoying the pussy and enjoying feeling my hard stopcock slipping up and down against the duration of his.
Then Jose Julian Marti got in on the action by getting behind me and caressing my musket ball while Jon and I fucked her booster.
The protagonist she had hoped to seduce into a little submissive tribade had turned out to be far more : world-class dominating Marti and now taking two rooster at once into the cunt that was soon to be promised to another guy.
I briefly wonder if her fiance was having as wild of a stag party as his fiancee. I doubted it. But then ... Jon was having a pretty idle sentence ... and it was still our first night.
But I brought my cerebration back to where I was.
pump pump ticker.
Cock against putz.
slick slide teddy.
Inside a slutty cunt.
Squelch schlurp.
So much. So lots action ... too much to last long .... I grunted that I was going to cum.
I wanted to dash inside Susan and it turned out she wanted it that way.
As my sexual climax began, Jon tensed below us both and cried out. He was cumming too.
Marti 's digit slipped between my ass impudence and she tickled my shit, 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 shooting 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 slews 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 duration of Jon 's putz, onto his balls.
Jose Julian Marti put a hand on the back of my header 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 balls, up the length of his pecker, still in Susan, and then around Susan 's stretched-out twat.
Then Marti pulled me up to present her and we began French kissing. We merged our cummy natural language.
Swallowing what we had licked up from our friends. Jon 's cum, mixed with my cum, shuffle with Susan's.
Susan climbed up off Jon 's softening cock and lay future to him. There was way on the bed for four to lie there.
I thought about boy-girl-boy-girl, but then what I really wanted now was to let Jon taste the last of our cum.
I lay down side by side to him and Jose Julian Marti lay on the far side of Susan.
The two girlfriend rolled onto their position, facing each former. Giggling and smoothing each former 's hair's-breadth, the way miss do.
I lay on my pectus, leaned across to Jon lying supine beside me, and put my mouth on his.
His rim opened, accepting the thrusting of my tongue, and he was able to sample the yield of all our travail.
Then I collapsed back, rolled over and lay side by side to him.
Our hands found each other 's peter, dampness 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 take in 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 second round. I know Jose Julian Marti wants my pussy, do n't you sweetie ? ``
Now Marti seemed as shy and reserved as Susan had in the bar downstairs. Their purpose had switched, but they seemed to accept found the ones that suited them best.
Jon and I did n't have roles. We were into getting each former off.
Which we did.
Repeatedly for the next two day.
Sometimes in the caller 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 champion are married, Marti and I have a kind of thing. We meet every so often for a lost weekend.
She 's is dessert and sexy and her twat is still the upright I ever tasted .