Betsy and I are at the lake waiting for another twain, Jeff and Lisa. We met them last year. They are similar in age and shape as we are. They arrive and we sit on the patio having a drinking while we catch up on recent events.

Lisa is sitting to my rightfield. She is wearing a white blouse that buttons down the front and a duad of short pink boxershorts. The top few push are unmake ; the one in the midriff of her chest is straining to hold her shirt closed. She turns towards me and leans forward to underline a detail about her job. Her shirt bent open showing a very noticeable tan job plunging between her knocker. The four-way conversation continues without much fanfare.

I got up to get some snacks and Lisa follows me into the kitchen. As we cut up cheese and coiffure crackers on a record she brushes against me. I think nothing of it until it happens several to a greater extent clock time. first base it's her arm across my ass, then her knocker against my arm. It may just be my imaging ; but I'm enjoying it. This continues as we prepare the snacks.

Back at the table, we take out arse and cull up on the conversation. Lisa's chair is now a piddling closer to mine. She adjusts herself and I am getting an even right vista of her tan line. Jeff made some remark and Betsy cracks a one-liner and we all laugh. Lisa leans in to me and commentary on how funny Betsy is. As she leans in, her shirt opens a little more and her brown, right areola and teat are clearly visible against her milklike albumen tit. I feel my cock twinge. She must have seen me staring, but leaned back in her chairwoman without making a reaction and doesn't adjust her shirt to enshroud anything.

Lisa wants to get out on the lake and take a boat ride. We all go at bottom and change. Betsy has on a tankini, Lisa a yellow one piece with a plunging neck opening. Betsy's top has a dark approach pattern and the V-neck that drops down nicely between her tits. Her blue shorts show off her nicely tan legs.

We begin to cruise around the lake, continuing our conversation, enjoying the sun and getting very warm. Lisa want to drown. We pull into a partially secluded cove and drop anchor. There are a few boat out on the main lake ; but we're the alone gravy boat in the cove.

The miss had been drinking wine and have finished a little More than 2 feeding bottle. Jeff has had about 4 or 5 beers.

Lisa asks if the water is warm. I open a room access and stick by my ft it."It's lovesome"I said.

"Are you sure ?"She asks. I tell her to hold fast her foot in and see for herself. She said"I'm afraid You'll energy me in !"I put my handwriting on her articulatio humeri, her tegument is quick and soft, and I promise not to drive her in. She tests the water and agrees.

I ask her and Jeff if they each want to make a raft to float on. Lisa says yes but Jeff replies he isn't ready to swim. Betsy also will wait.

Lisa stands at the top of the run. She tries to position the pile so she can get on without getting too wet. She tries to go down facing forward, then backwards. The pile is getting the meliorate of her. As she leans toward the H2O to position the raft, her shades begging to come. She catches them and turns to helping hand them to me so I can safely put in them. As she does, Another small wardrobe malfunction ; another nip-slip. It's a small elusion but she knows that I saw it. Lisa flashes me a coy grin. She maneuvers onto the raft. I follow on my peck.

We swam for a while, floating on the floaties, soaking up irradiation. We drift and float continuing our conversation. I see Betsy and Jeff sitting and chatting on the front bench rear together while the music plays. A gentle walkover thrust us away from the gravy boat. I can't pick up Betsy or Jeff. Lisa too has drifted farther from me and it's gruelling to try each other. I paddle to her. She grabs my raft and pulls us together. Her head is at my invertebrate foot and visa versa. I hold her plenty too, every once and awhile, a wave from a boat on the main lake release by breaks over the pot and startles her. The cold water on her pectus raises her mamilla. I notice that her bathing suit is riding up her crotch. It's tight against her and the pee helps to usher the outline of her cunt. Her back talk are noticeable ; no sign of a bush. I'm sure she catches me staring at her. Occasionally she adjusts her suit, but only makes it to a greater extent instruct against her tegument. Watching her wet, aphrodisiac torso is turning me on. Only the dusty water living my prick from standing at attention.

Lisa reaches under my flock and hang-up against my leg."oh, sorry, I didn't mean value to seize your ass"she said. I tell her it's just my leg."Then I'm really dark"she replies with a smile.

As we float, well away from the gravy holder, I get glimpses of Jeff and Betsy sitting close together. I can't hear them ; but they seem to be laughing and enjoying each other.they seem much closer together each time I look at them. Their weapons system are resting on the back of the seat cushion, almost embracing.

After almost an time of day on the lashings, Lisa tells me she is getting frigidity and wants to get out. coldness or excited, her pap are very raise. I reluctantly agree and follow her.

Lisa reaches the ladder first. She has a little trouble getting off the lot and onto the run. I gently reach forward, hold the ladder with one mitt and get-up-and-go her hip with the former. As she climbs up, I get another outstanding view of her ass and pussy covered only by the thin, wet fabric.

I follow her up the ladder and start out to dry off.

Soon the music and the warm sun had everyone relaxed. The little girl worked on their burn ; adjusting the entourage to get maximum sun coverage.

Jeff and I both have our shirts off. Everyone is air drying and basking in the sun. Both lady friend have pulled the strap off or to the side during the day to remove most of the tan melodic phrase. Neither girl was topless but the wine-coloured made them less concerned if a strap dropped a little low.

Then we sat around listening to line and chatting.

An old Elton John song,"sugariness Painted Lady"comes on."…. getting paid for being laid, I guess that's the name of the game… ”.

Both girls bell in in unison"how come you don't pay us ? We get laid a lot"

Jeff quickly responded,"fountainhead how practically are you worth ? What are your rates ?"

Betsy retorted,"You can't afford us !"she turned, bent over and playfully shoved her ass at Jeff's aspect. Lisa playfully pulled a shoulder strap off of her top and teasingly, exposed the top of her right breast.

With that, everyone burst out laughing and had another drink. The sun, the lake, the line and the booze are making everyone loose.

Betsy, in the front end of the boat plopped down on the bench stern again following to Jeff. I started the engine and Lisa sat in the back across the aisle from me and curled up in the reclining couch seat facing me. She closed her eyes, pulled the straps of her top pile, further than before and I think, and showed off a slight tit for me.

Then we rode around the lake for a modification of yard. Betsy and Jeff were up front giggling and I couldn't make out much of their talking due to the stochasticity of the engine. She had her back against the cushion, her ft on the deck. Gradually, I notice she had one foot on the deck, the early on the bench. Her legs were spread undefended. Betsy was laughing. I didn't think much of it at first ; but she was really enjoying herself ( and Jeff ) to a greater extent than I've seen her in quite a spell. Jeff had one foot on the workbench between her branch, and possibly on her thigh.

Lisa shifted in the seat, a bit suggestively,"The sun smell good, and Mmmm I feel really good."Lisa said as rolled to her spinal column and spread her wooden leg to debunk her internal thighs. This was making it punishing for me to contract on driving the gravy holder. In my mind, her pose were getting sexier. She shifted, her right hand rested suggestively on her lower stomach and left manus reached out toward me.

Between the two girls, I was getting horny and my cock a little chubby.

I made small talk with Lisa. No matter what we said, she got a bit more suggestive."I'm getting hot,"said Lisa."Really hot. What do you think I should do ?"

A few moment passed."My courting is almost dry, but I'm wet."She said as she pulled at the framework of her suit near her stomach. It pulled tight and away from her cutis. For a few seconds, the pliable around her legs pulled away and exposed a thin strip of her dark bush. Then I looked into her eyes. She gave a coy little smile then she looked toward my crotch. I think she noticed that she had made my rooster stiff."You seem to be enjoying this as very much as I am."She said.

She pulled at the suit again so that it just covered her kitty-cat, showing how crop her bush was."I want to minimize my tan stemma. You'd like that, right ?"Was it the wine talking or was she suggesting something more ?

I nervously glanced at Betsy. We had never crossed this wrinkle and I was surely I would get myself in trouble if I went down this road too far with Lisa. Betsy and I often fantasized about 3-somes and four-somes but never went past the illusion. The thought process of Betsy sucking and fucking someone else was a turn on for both of us ; but a small shuddery. She always said that, if I wanted, she would fuck a guy ; but not suck him off. Betsy loved making cream Proto-Indo European with me and the intellection of her pussy filled with someone else's cream turned her on and made me curious. Giving former guys BJ's was ‘ too personal'for her and she saved her backtalk for me only. She gives heavy blowjobs and I tease her that she should yield lessons to her ally so they can please their lovers.

I saw that Betsy has slid down the couch ; she was almost unconditional on her back with her head slightly propped up. One leg was on the terrace behind Jeff and the former hanging over with her foot on the deck. Jeff was facing her with his leg bent and knee toward her. Her genitals was pressed against his knee. Her blueness short circuit rode up her legs'barely covering her pussy. Her optic were fixed on Jeff ; she didn't glance toward me or Lisa. I wasn't sure if I was thankful that she wasn't listening to us and watching me or if I should be getting green-eyed of how"comfortable"she was getting with Jeff. It didn't topic ; the two girl were getting me randy by the minute.

After 2 time of day on the lake, Betsy announces"we're getting toasted and roasted ! Let's head back."so we headed in. Maybe Betsy will climb up my osseous tissue when we get back or maybe this will go somewhere else. Either way, my cock needed female attention.

The trip back was a piddling more of the Lapplander. Betsy and Jeff having a private conversation ; Lisa continues to be a tease, both in her conversation and consistence language. We docked the boat."Go ahead, I'll close up down here"I said. No one objected. The 3 of them go up to the house. I can see them laughing as they go up the stairs. I refill the gravy holder with gas, put away the floaties and put the cover on the gravy boat. It takes about 25 or 30 minutes before I can head up to get together them. As I head in, I figured they were all showered and relaxed, or Lisa and Jeff were going at it and hopefully Betsy was waiting to take care of me.

I go in the back door and can get a line the shower track, I see Lisa going into guest bedroom. She has a towel wrapped half way around her, showing draw of leg and a little ass. She smiles and gives me a little waving."Enjoy"she said as she closed the doorway.

No metre for me to respond."Strange"I think. Did she ask that as a question ? Enjoy putting the sauceboat away ? I wondered. She didn't commit me a second look. All of the toying in the gravy holder seems to be leading to nothing.

I dropped my shirt on the trading floor, pour a methamphetamine hydrochloride of weewee, take a gulp and climb up the stairs. I reach the top and round the quoin into our bedroom. Then to my surprise….

Betsy is sprawled on the bed."You've been busy down there."She said."How's your appetence ? Time for a little sweet ?"

The covers are hanging to the base. Her capitulum is propped on the pillow. She is looking at me and smiling. The left strap of her storage tank top is pulled down exposing her white, left breast. It is utter white against her tan chest. Her nipple is tumid. The blueness underdrawers are on the base. She has her go away leg bent with the genu in the air. Her mighty leg is gap apart on the bed. Her odd deal is between her legs. Her fingers, shaved pussy lips and second joint are coated in thick, whitened cum ; a perfect cream-pie. Her finger's breadth are circling her button, working the cum into a lather.

"I've made a cream pie for you. I know how you like it. Actually it's a ointment pie that we made for you."

I'm stunned."WOW"is all I could say. She looks so sure-footed and sexy. We've fantasized about her with 2 pecker ; but she never could get past the bedroom fantasy. We've played"who would you have it off"in bars but never past the hypothetical phase. Now her cunt was coated in someone else's cum.

With her decently hand she motions me."Come here. Dessert for you and more cookery for me ”. I slowly approach the position of the bed. My cock has stiffening and she reaches toward me. She wraps her hand around my stiff shaft through my bathing suit. After a few CVA, she pulls at the waist band and said,"It's clip to unwrap the side by side ingredient"; I help push them to the floor.

She wraps her hand around the swollen prick and pulls the top dog to her back talk."Time to prepare the next line"She said as she licks the headland like a lollypop. My eyes are glued to the erotic scene, her finger's breadth working the cream pie on to her clit. I may have mumbled ; but surely couldn't get the countersign out. Betsy's rectify deal is firmly clenched around the shaft of my cock. She pulls me on to the bed and I straddle her forefront, never taking my oculus off of her emollient soaked slit. I kneel over her head facing her sexy snap. My left handwriting reaching for her bare left tit. I slowly draw a circuit around her tit with my fingerbreadth. I pinch her mammilla ; gently at first, then harder. She tenses at the speck. My oculus still glued to her emollient pie.

Betsy pulls my ass down on to her face. I feel her tongue against my balls. I keep them shaved for her. She licks them eagerly like a thaw ice cream cone. I lean forward resting on my forearms. My hard cock is against her left tit. My middle are fixed on her finger's breadth strumming her cum soaked button, poking out from her pick covered hood.

She opens her oral cavity and takes my balls into her. She spits them out."Doesn't the pie look unspoiled ? Don't you want to get a beneficial looking at it ?"Her decently hand is behind my back. She pulls my chest down on her. My face is column inch from her cream covered cunt. I can smell out her sweet sex amalgamate with the pungent, table salt air aroma of ejaculate. I've tasted and smelled my cum on her before. This was different. I've never smelled another man's cum before, let alone on Betsy. Her pussy lips are spread wide apart. By the tone of her pussy she obviously had just been fucked ; but not by me. Her inner lips were also spread apart and her vagina was wide open. He must hold pulled out while cumming in her and dig a few last flow of cum on her. There are respective clump of slurred E. B. White cum on her bring down bush above her clit and one on her thigh. There is a pool of juicy, Edward Douglas White Jr. cum filling her open cunt hole. It seems to be a commixture of sperm and her twat succus. The rest of her snatch was glistening in a wet, lightly colored pick and juice. A small tweed stream of succus leaked in rivulets to her ass. She not only had just been fucked, but she got very juicy and he left a boastfully payload when he came in her pussy.

Words still escape me. Her oral cavity is too busy sucking my orchis to talk.

She gently sucks one of my clod and, with both of her hands behind my neck, clout my face onto her slit. My lips insistence into her cream covered muff. I push my conclude mouth onto her subject pussy. The ointment is strong and slippery ; the aroma new and heavenly. I feel the jelly like cum being pushed by my sass. I kiss her pussy back talk with my closed backtalk. I lift my head to enjoy the view ; cum peg to my mustache and soma strings of man succus to the hairsbreadth of her trim down pubic landing airstrip. Then I open my lips and my spit tastes her afters juices and the salty, sourish cum coating the area around her spread pussy lips. I ‘ m not bisexual person or cuckhold ; but eating Betsy's pussy good of individual else's cum while she sucks my ballock was strangely erotic and a turn-on."Delicious"was all I could say.

Her mouth closing curtain on my egg sack and she sucks more forcefully. I clear my mouth and tasting the glistening mixture of their sex. Licking as I went, I touched the chunk of Stanford White goo on her thigh with the tip of my lingua. It was pushed to the side by my clapper. I heart-to-heart my mouth and suck in it in. It's still hot ; the mouthful is hard and salty. I do the same to the larger glob of semen above her clitoris. I suck them into my rima oris. I don't swallow up them ; but let them roll in my backtalk. Next I fully probe her inner cunt lips. I bury my glossa into the pond of cum in her vagina. I swirl my tongue in her like a cocktail swizzle stick. Some of the cum is dense, white and creamy ; some is mixed with her cunt juice, clearer but still cunning. I've never felt her puss this juicy and slick. I pull my capitulum back, raise up her hip joint so I can lick the river of juice that runs to her ass. I flick her cum coated arsehole with the tip of my tongue. I lap up cum as my tongue brain back to her snatch. I tongue her button through the thick, slippery emollient coating it. I Gallic kiss her pussy as I tongue her from her clit to her ass again. My tongue slowly circles her clit, once, twice, slowly at first, then down to her creamy ass. After a minute of licking and pushing the cum around her clit I pick up pep pill. The taste of the integrate cum is intoxicating. I feel as high as she did from the wine-coloured. The thought of tasting another's cum never turned me on ; but seeing this large load on and in Betsy was different. She always gets turned on when we fantasize about her doing 2 guys. She loves a dildo or vibrator in her snatch as she sucks me off. If I talk to her about taking 2 shaft at once, she cums quickly and intemperate. She has always been too timid to act on it. Now, although it's not 2 guys at once, it's 2, back to back. I don't know what prompted her over the boundary ; but I liked it.

Suddenly she pushes my off of her."Do you want swampy seconds ? Time to have intercourse me and add more cream to my pie !"she says.

Without answering, I turn and view my cock in social movement of her spread, cream filled cunt. I lean into her and kiss her hard on her open mouth. The cum, still in my mouth, spills into hers. Our tongues wrestle and she tastes the salty elixir of her pussy juice and his cum. The head of my cock pushing into the pick pie and forces her purulent backtalk wider apart. I slide my hard putz deeper into her, slippery, ointment filled cunt. She gasps. I slowly pull out and thrust back in. Several more driving force and cum is oozing from her, coating my dick and bollock. I pull my lip from hers ; she swirls her cum drink with her knife and swallows.

"sufficiency"she says and in an instant her pussy pulls from my prick. She spins around and guidebook my cum drenched cock into her open mouth. Her legs are spread wide. Her puss and thighs are soaked in a frothy cream. I dive into her with my mouth spread out wide. My mouth covers her banquet snatch lip. I roll her on top of me. Cum is dripping on to and into my mouth and coating my look. I savor this new obtain flavor of her juices. I've often eaten her pussy filled with my cum. This sense of taste is similar, but different. I don't know if it was because I was felicitous that she finally fulfilled her mystic desire to fuck someone else or because it was her and my first real number loose-fitting seconds. As I savored her cream pie she licked and sucked my stiff cock. She cleaned off every drib of the aphrodisiacal juice assortment from my shaft and testis.

I thrust my knife deeper into her slipery kitty, lapping up her succus. Caucasian free fall of cum still covered her ass and crack. As I fucked her snatch with my natural language, I coated my rightfield middle fingerbreadth in his cum. Then I slid my slippery finger up, circled her ass and gently slid the tip of it in. She must make liked it, she sucked my balls harder. Timing the thrust of my natural language in her kitty, I slid my finger to the 1st joint, then the bit. Her breathing vivify and her knife circled by testicle. She lifted her ass and pushed my face hard into her open mouth. My cum soaked finger's breadth worked in and out, ever so slightly deeper until it was fully buried in her ass as she was rocking back and Forth River, up and down. Her sassing was around my balls, her juicy pussy fucked by my clapper and her ass fucked by my cum soaked finger. This was sexual heaven. My lode was ready to detonate as she edged toward an orgasm. I could feel her cum against my mouth. Her ass clenched my finger and held it tight. She lifted her hips driving her cunt against my athirst mouth.

Again she pushed me off. She pulled my cock and positioned it against her parted twat back talk. She pulled me into her as she thrust her hips into me."fill my bitch up again with more cum"she whispered."It felt undecomposed when he filled me, now I want to feel you fill me ”. We fucked hard as she came again. My pecker exploded forcefully into her kitty, filling it with another, different cream pie. I fucked her until I was evacuate. She continued to grind her clit against me. My cock grew soft. She pulled me off and pose beside me. She was still hot and she slid a fingerbreadth to her clitoris now soaked in my cum. She turned and kissed the head of my cock, then began licking the creamy sex succus from the 3 of us off the foreland. She said"Let's see if your cum has different tang from his ”. I slid my head to her bit. It too was now coated in the cum from the 3 of us. My hammer was responding to her spit. Likewise, I replaced her finger on her clit with my natural language. It tasted different than before ; a new drink. My cum tasted saltier. I pulled her on top of my so that this boozing would flow into my sassing. I didn't want to spill a drop.

Betsy licked the school principal of my putz and then the shaft. She then took my cock into her mouth and sucked the conclusion bead of my cum from my cock. I stiffened, my peter was responding to her. She sucked my cock and fucked it with her mouth. After a few instant my hammer was rock hard. She licked some cum from my balls, trading my neat cum with the 3 person assortment. She seemed to bask changing between the two flavors.

Her hips continued a slow revolution working her clit against my waiting lip. She was picking up hurrying. Her hips moved faster and harder, grinding her clit into my mouth as she sucked my rooster harder, with my fucking her lip faster. I don't know how tenacious it took but we both came again. She was bucking her cunt against me like a wild horse and I was fucking her backtalk. She deep throated my intact cock. Each thrust of my cock buried into her throat as my clump slapped her face. She sucked me dry and I nearly passed out as she smothered my sass and nose with her cum soaked pussy and ass. The olfactory property and gustation were the upright I've had.

As we slowed, I rolled her off of me. We were both spend. We lay drenched in sweat and cum. We both realized what happened at the Lapplander time. We had sucked and fucked with wild abandon, all the while the door to our room was astray open and our guests were across the hall. I'm not sure if they enjoyed listening to us or joined in with their own party. We had been too busy to notice.

After a few minutes we both grabbed our towels and walked, naked past their room to the exhibitor. I wonder if this gave them any ideas or if this will lead to a new chapter. Time will enjoin .