Betsy and I are at the lake waiting for another duo, Jeff and Lisa. We met them last year. They are similar in age and flesh as we are. They arrive and we sit on the terrace having a beverage while we catch up on Recent epoch consequence.

Lisa is sitting to my right wing. She is wearing a Edward D. White blouse that buttons down the battlefront and a pair of short pink shorts. The top few buttons are undone ; the one in the heart of her chest is straining to hold her shirt closed. She turns towards me and leans forward to underline a point about her job. Her shirt hangs open showing a very noticeable tan melody plunging between her breasts. 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 stage firecracker on a platter she brushes against me. I think nothing of it until it happens several More meter. First it's her arm across my ass, then her boob against my arm. It may just be my imaginativeness ; but I'm enjoying it. This continues as we prepare the snacks.

Back at the mesa, we take out seats and beak up on the conversation. Lisa's chair is now a little closer to mine. She adjusts herself and I am getting an even sound survey of her tan line of descent. Jeff made some comment and Betsy cracks a one-liner and we all laugh. Lisa leans in to me and gossip on how funny remark Betsy is. As she leans in, her shirt opens a little more and her Brown University, right areola and nipple are clearly visible against her milky snowy tit. I feel my cock pang. She must feature seen me staring, but leaned back in her chair without making a chemical reaction and doesn't adjust her shirt to hide anything.

Lisa wants to get out on the lake and necessitate a boat ride. We all go inside and variety. Betsy has on a tankini, Lisa a yellowness one bit with a plunging neck. Betsy's top has a blue pattern and the V-neck that drops down nicely between her tits. Her blue short pants show off her nicely tanned legs.

We begin to cruise around the lake, continuing our conversation, enjoying the sun and getting very ardent. Lisa want to swim. We pull into a partially secluded cove and cliff anchor. There are a few gravy boat out on the master lake ; but we're the only boat in the cove.

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

Lisa asks if the body of water is affectionate. I open a door and pose my base it."It's warm"I said.

"Are you sure ?"She asks. I tell her to stick her foot in and see for herself. She said"I'm afraid You'll push me in !"I put my hired hand on her articulatio humeri, her cutis is affectionate and soft, and I promise not to push her in. She tests the water and agrees.

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

Lisa stands at the top of the ladder. She tries to position the raft so she can get on without getting too wet. She tries to go down facing forward, then backwards. The stack is getting the safe of her. As she leans toward the water to locating the mint, her sunglass begging to fall. She catches them and turns to deal them to me so I can safely store them. As she does, Another small closet malfunction ; another nip-slip. It's a lowly slip but she knows that I saw it. Lisa flashes me a coy grin. She maneuvers onto the mass. I follow on my mint.

We swam for a while, floating on the floaties, soaking up beam. We drift and float continuing our conversation. I see Betsy and Jeff sitting and chatting on the movement judiciary seat together while the music plays. A gentle pushover button us away from the boat. I can't hear Betsy or Jeff. Lisa too has drifted farther from me and it's hard to see each other. I paddle to her. She grabs my raft and pulls us together. Her heading is at my feet and visa versa. I hold her pot too, every once and awhile, a wave from a gravy boat on the main lake departure by breaking over the raft and startles her. The cold water on her chest raises her nipples. I notice that her bathing suit is riding up her genital organ. It's tight against her and the water system helps to designate the synopsis of her pussy. Her lips are noticeable ; no sign of a bush. I'm sure as shooting she catches me staring at her. Occasionally she adjusts her courting, but only makes it more taught against her skin. Watching her wet, sexy body is turning me on. Only the cold body of water living my stopcock from standing at aid.

Lisa reaches under my peck and rubs against my leg."oh, blue, I didn't mean to grab your ass"she said. I tell her it's just my leg."Then I'm really distressing"she replies with a smile.

As we float, well away from the sauceboat, 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 arms are resting on the back of the bottom cushions, almost embracing.

After almost an hour on the lashings, Lisa tells me she is getting cold and wants to get out. cold or excited, her teat are very put up. I reluctantly agree and follow her.

Lisa reaches the ladder first. She has a small bother getting off the wad and onto the ladder. I gently reach forward, hold the ladder with one hand and energy her hip with the other. As she climbs up, I get another keen persuasion of her ass and pussy covered only by the thin, wet fabric.

I follow her up the ladder and begin to dry off.

Soon the music and the quick sun had everyone relaxed. The female child worked on their topaz ; adjusting the suites to get maximum sun coverage.

Jeff and I both have our shirts off. Everyone is air drying and basking in the sun. Both daughter have pulled the shoulder strap off or to the side during the day to move out most of the tan billet. Neither girl was topless but the wine made them less concerned if a strap dropped a little low.

Then we sat around listening to melodic line and chatting.

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

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

Jeff quickly responded,"Well how much 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 human face. Lisa playfully pulled a shoulder strap off of her top and teasingly, exposed the top of her compensate breast.

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

Betsy, in the front of the gravy holder plopped down on the bench butt again next 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 down, further than before and I think, and showed off a minuscule tit for me.

Then we rode around the lake for a change of pace. Betsy and Jeff were up strawman giggling and I couldn't make out much of their talking due to the noise of the engine. She had her back against the cushion, her substructure on the deck of cards. Gradually, I notice she had one foot on the deck, the other on the judiciary. Her legs were spread open. Betsy was laughing. I didn't think much of it at first of all ; but she was really enjoying herself ( and Jeff ) more than I've seen her in quite a piece. Jeff had one base on the Bench between her legs, and possibly on her thigh.

Lisa shifted in the seat, a bit suggestively,"The sun feeling good, and Mmmm I feel really good."Lisa said as rolled to her binding and spread her leg to expose her intimate thighs. This was making it tough for me to centralise on driving the boat. In my psyche, her airs were getting sexier. She shifted, her veracious hand rested suggestively on her lower stomach and left hand reached out toward me.

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

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

A few minutes passed."My suit is almost dry, but I'm wet."She said as she pulled at the fabric of her suit of clothes near her stomach. It pulled tight and away from her skin. For a few seconds, the elastic around her legs pulled away and exposed a thin strip of her dark bush. Then I looked into her eyes. She gave a coy slight smile then she looked toward my private parts. I think she noticed that she had made my cock corpse."You seem to be enjoying this as much as I am."She said.

She pulled at the suit again so that it just covered her pussy, showing how prune her bush was."I want to minimize my tan business line. 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 line and I was sure I would get myself in trouble if I went down this route too far with Lisa. Betsy and I often fantasized about 3-somes and four-somes but never went past the illusion. The thought of Betsy sucking and fucking soul else was a turn on for both of us ; but a minuscule chilling. She always said that, if I wanted, she would have intercourse a guy ; but not suck him off. Betsy loved making ointment PIE with me and the intellection of her kitty-cat filled with somebody else's cream turned her on and made me curious. Giving former Guy BJ's was ‘ too personal'for her and she saved her mouth for me only. She gives great cock sucking and I tease her that she should give example to her acquaintance so they can please their lovers.

I saw that Betsy has slid down the couch ; she was almost monotonic on her back with her header slightly propped up. One leg was on the bench behind Jeff and the other dangling over with her foot on the deck. Jeff was facing her with his leg hang and knee toward her. Her crotch was pressed against his articulatio genus. Her downcast shorts rode up her legs'barely covering her kitty. Her eyes 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 jealous of how"well-off"she was getting with Jeff. It didn't matter ; the two lady friend were getting me aroused by the minute.

After 2 hour on the lake, Betsy announces"we're getting toasted and roasted ! Let's nous back."so we headed in. Maybe Betsy will parachute my bones when we get back or maybe this will go somewhere else. Either way, my prick needed female person attention.

The trip back was a minuscule to a greater extent of the Saami. Betsy and Jeff having a buck private conversation ; Lisa continues to be a tease, both in her conversation and trunk linguistic communication. 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 business firm. I can hear them laughing as they go up the stairs. I refill the boat with gas, put away the floaties and put the screen on the boat. It takes about 25 or 30 minutes before I can manoeuvre up to join 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 away maintenance of me.

I go in the back door and can pick up the shower running, I see Lisa going into invitee bedroom. She has a towel wrapped half way around her, showing lots of leg and a little ass. She smiles and gives me a slight wave."Enjoy"she said as she closed the doorway.

No time for me to respond."Strange"I think. Did she ask that as a enquiry ? Enjoy putting the sauceboat away ? I wondered. She didn't fall in me a second look. All of the flirtation in the boat seems to be leading to nothing.

I dropped my shirt on the level, pour a glass of piddle, take a draft and climb the step. I reach the top and round the recession into our sleeping accommodation. Then to my surprise….

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

The covering are hanging to the floor. Her oral sex is propped on the pillow. She is looking at me and smiling. The left strap of her tank top is pulled down exposing her white, left breast. It is staring white against her tan thorax. Her nipple is put up. The gloomy short pants are on the floor. She has her result leg hang with the human knee in the air. Her right field leg is spread apart on the bed. Her left hand is between her legs. Her fingers, shaved pussy sass and thighs are coated in thick, white cum ; a perfect cream-pie. Her digit are circling her clit, working the cum into a soapsuds.

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

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

With her right hand she motions me."seminal fluid here. sweet for you and More cooking for me ”. I slowly approach the side of the bed. My putz has rigidifying and she reaches toward me. She wraps her script around my stiff hammer through my bathing suit of clothes. After a few strokes, she pulls at the waist band and said,"It's prison term to give away the next ingredient"; I help push them to the floor.

She wraps her hand around the swollen shaft and pulls the head teacher to her mouth."fourth dimension to set up the next course"She said as she licks the headspring like a lollypop. My eyes are glued to the erotic scene, her fingers working the cream pie on to her button. I may birth mumbled ; but surely couldn't get the row out. Betsy's right on bridge player is firmly clenched around the shaft of my shaft. She pulls me on to the bed and I straddle her school principal, never taking my center off of her cream soaked pussy. I kneel over her head facing her sexy bit. My result hand compass for her bare left tit. I slowly draw a rope around her tit with my finger. I pinch her tit ; gently at first, then harder. She tenses at the pinch. My eyes still glued to her ointment pie.

Betsy pulls my ass down on to her face. I feel her tongue against my lump. I keep them shaved for her. She licks them eagerly like a melting ice cream conoid. I lean forward resting on my forearms. My intemperately cock is against her provide tit. My eyes are fixed on her digit strumming her cum soaked clit, poking out from her cream covered hood.

She opens her sassing and takes my glob into her. She spits them out."Doesn't the pie look undecomposed ? Don't you want to get a good look at it ?"Her right hand is behind my back. She pulls my chest down on her. My fount is inch from her cream covered cunt. I can smell her sweet sex amalgamate with the pungent, salinity air odor of semen. 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 mouth are spread panoptic apart. By the aspect of her pussy she obviously had just been fucked ; but not by me. Her interior lips were also pass around apart and her vagina was wide open. He must take in pulled out while cumming in her and shot a few last streams of cum on her. There are respective globs of heavyset Caucasian cum on her dress bush above her clit and one on her second joint. There is a pool of juicy, Patrick White cum filling her open cunt kettle of fish. It seems to be a mixture of spermatozoan and her twat succus. The rest of her snap was glistening in a wet, lightly colored pick and juice. A pocket-size egg white stream of juice leaked in rivulets to her ass. She not only had just been fucked, but she got very juicy and he left a large lading when he came in her cunt.

Word of God still escape me. Her sass is too busybodied sucking my balls to talk.

She gently sucks one of my egg and, with both of her hands behind my neck, pulls my fount onto her kitty-cat. My brim closet into her ointment covered muff. I push my closed mouth onto her open pussy. The cream is warm and slippery ; the fragrance new and heavenly. I feel the jelly like cum being pushed by my mouth. I kiss her pussycat lips with my closed backtalk. I lift my head to revel the view ; cum spliff to my moustache and forms strings of man juice to the whisker of her trimmed pubic landing slip. Then I open my lips and my tongue tastes her sweet succus and the salty, tangy cum coating the surface area around her bed cover pussy lips. I ‘ m not bisexual or cuckhold ; but eating Betsy's pussy full phase of the moon of somebody else's cum while she sucks my globe was strangely erotic and a turn-on."Delicious"was all I could say.

Her mouth closes on my ball sack and she sucks more forcefully. I surface my mouth and tasting the glistening admixture of their sex. Licking as I went, I touched the glob of white goo on her thigh with the tip of my natural language. It was pushed to the side by my tongue. I open my mouth and give suck it in. It's still hot ; the taste is unassailable and salty. I do the same to the larger globs of come above her clit. I suck them into my mouth. I don't take back them ; but let them wave in my mouth. Next I fully probe her intimate cunt lips. I bury my lingua into the puddle of cum in her vagina. I swirl my tongue in her like a cocktail swizzle stick. Some of the cum is thick, white and creamy ; some is amalgamate with her twat juice, clearer but still cunning. I've never felt her twat this juicy and slick. I pull my head teacher back, elevate up her rosehip so I can lick the river of juice that runs to her ass. I flick her cum coated shit with the tip of my tongue. I lap up cum as my tongue heads back to her puss. I tongue her clitoris 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 clitoris I pick up hurrying. The taste perception of the ruffle cum is intoxicating. I feel as gamey as she did from the wine. The thought of tasting another's cum never turned me on ; but seeing this magnanimous load on and in Betsy was different. She always gets turned on when we fantasize about her doing 2 cat. She loves a dildo or vibrator in her cunt as she sucks me off. If I talk to her about taking 2 pecker at once, she cums quickly and hard. She has always been too timid to act on it. Now, although it's not 2 guys at once, it's 2, back to indorse. I don't know what prompted her over the boundary ; but I liked it.

Suddenly she pushes my off of her."Do you want sloppy irregular ? Time to fuck me and add Sir Thomas More pick to my pie !"she says.

Without answering, I turn and attitude my cock in battlefront of her feast, cream filled cunt. I lean into her and kiss her hard on her open mouth. The cum, still in my sassing, spills into hers. Our spit wrestle and she tastes the salty philosopher's stone of her cunt juice and his cum. The head of my cock pushes into the pick pie and forces her cunt lip wider apart. I slide my hard cock deeper into her, slippery, cream filled cunt. She gasps. I slowly pull out and thrust back in. Several to a greater extent drive and cum is oozing from her, coating my tool and testicle. I pull my oral cavity from hers ; she swirls her cum drink with her tongue and swallows.

"Enough"she says and in an instant her cunt pulls from my cock. She spins around and scout my cum drenched cock into her undefendable sass. Her legs are cattle ranch wide. Her pussycat and second joint are soaked in a frothy cream. I dive into her with my sass open wide-cut. My oral cavity covers her broadcast pussy lips. I roll her on top of me. Cum is dripping on to and into my sass and coating my face. I savor this new found flavor of her juices. I've often eaten her kitty-cat filled with my cum. This sense of taste is standardized, but different. I don't know if it was because I was happy that she finally fulfilled her secret desire to fuck someone else or because it was her and my first real sloppy seconds. As I savored her cream pie she licked and sucked my stiff cock. She cleaned off every cliff of the sexy juice mixture from my dick and globe.

I thrust my tongue deeper into her slipery kitty, lapping up her juice. T. H. White drop of cum still covered her ass and crack. As I fucked her cunt with my tongue, I coated my right eye finger in his cum. Then I slid my slippery finger up, circled her ass and gently slid the tip of it in. She must possess liked it, she sucked my egg harder. Timing the thrust of my tongue in her pussycat, I slid my finger to the 1st joint, then the second. Her ventilation quicken and her tongue circled by balls. She lifted her ass and pushed my face hard into her receptive lips. My cum soaked finger worked in and out, ever so slightly rich until it was fully buried in her ass as she was rocking back and Forth River, up and down. Her mouth was around my clump, her juicy pussy fucked by my knife and her ass fucked by my cum soaked digit. This was intimate heaven. My load was fix to break loose as she edged toward an orgasm. I could feel her cum against my lip. Her ass clenched my finger and held it tight. She lifted her hips driving her pussy against my hungry mouth.

Again she pushed me off. She pulled my cock and positioned it against her parted bitch back talk. She pulled me into her as she thrust her hips into me."satiate my slit up again with more cum"she whispered."It felt good when he filled me, now I want to feel you take me ”. We fucked hard as she came again. My cock exploded forcefully into her kitty-cat, filling it with another, different pick pie. I fucked her until I was empty. She continued to cranch her clitoris against me. My prick grew soft. She pulled me off and laid beside me. She was still hot and she slid a finger to her clit now soaked in my cum. She turned and kissed the head of my putz, then began licking the creamy sex juices from the 3 of us off the nous. She said"Let's see if your cum has different savour from his ”. I slid my head to her cunt. It too was now coated in the cum from the 3 of us. My shaft was responding to her tongue. Likewise, I replaced her finger on her clit with my knife. It tasted different than before ; a new swallow. My cum tasted saltier. I pulled her on top of my so that this drink would flow into my mouth. I didn't want to splatter a drop.

Betsy licked the head of my cock and then the shaft. She then took my cock into her mouth and sucked the last bead of my cum from my cock. I stiffened, my cock was responding to her. She sucked my cock and fucked it with her rima oris. After a few minutes my shaft was rock hard. She licked some cum from my balls, trading my straight person cum with the 3 person intermixture. She seemed to enjoy changing between the two spirit.

Her hips continued a easy gyration working her clit against my waiting oral cavity. She was picking up speed. Her hips moved faster and harder, grinding her clit into my mouth as she sucked my cock harder, with my fucking her mouth faster. I don't know how yearn it took but we both came again. She was bucking her twat against me like a waste sawbuck and I was fucking her sassing. She deep throated my total stopcock. Each thrust of my turncock buried into her throat as my ballock slapped her expression. She sucked me dry and I nearly passed out as she smothered my mouth and nose with her cum soaked pussy and ass. The smell and taste were the best I've had.

As we slowed, I rolled her off of me. We were both spent. We lay drenched in sweat and cum. We both realized what happened at the Lapp time. We had sucked and fucked with wild unconstraint, all the while the doorway to our way was full surface and our Guest were across the lobby. I'm not sure if they enjoyed listening to us or joined in with their own party. We had been too fussy to notice.

After a few minutes we both grabbed our towels and walked, naked past their way to the shower. I wonder if this gave them any ideas or if this will top to a new chapter. Time will tell apart .