Set up for a threesome - part 2

I woke up early the next morning to the feeling of a hand cupping my right breast. As I was lying on my side facing the edge of the bed I wasn’t sure if it was Tim’s or Helen’s. I reached behind me and found Tim’s soft cock. I slid my fingers around it and gently started stroking him. He responded with a soft moan and shifted slightly allowing the weight of my breast to nestle in the palm of his hand.

It took less than a minute before he was rock hard and pressing against my back, but he was still fast asleep. I sighed, slipped out of the bed, walked into the kitchen and started the coffee brewing. Taking advantage of the quiet condo, I went into the bathroom and started to shower.

I was just rubbing the shampoo into my hair when I saw the bathroom door open and Helen come in.

“Morning Bev, mind if I pee” Without waiting for a reply she went over to the toilet.

“Only if you wash my back.”

I heard the flush go and the shower door open. Helen came in to the cubicle and squirted some bodywash into the palm of her hand.

“Ummm.” I groaned as the hands caressed by shoulders. “That was some night. I haven’t had sex like that for a long while.”

“Well hun, you haven’t been hanging around me for a while.” She kissed my neck and moved her soaping activities to my front, slipping her hands under my breasts and running them upwards over my hardening nipples.

“Can we stay in bed all morning please” I murmured tipping back my head so that it rested on her shoulder. “I’ll be very good, I promise.” I slid my hands behind me and rubbed the cheeks of her ass.

“How good”

“I’ll do anything you say or want.”

“Deal. Let me finish off in here and you go fix the breakfast.”

The bathroom was by now very steamy, so I grabbed a towel and went into the kitchen to dry off. Tim was already in there pouring coffee and as expected he was naked with a hard on. As an extra bonus he had already made breakfast.

“Hi Bev, sleep well” Tim asked.

“Like a babe. You” I kissed him, reached down and gently stroked his cock. “I couldn’t resist fondling you earlier this morning.”

“Oh that was you was it There will be payback you know.”

“Sooner the better lover, I’m so horny.” I sat on the barstool.

“In that case, here’s your coffee, I’m going to get a shower.” As he left, it occurred to me that I could still hear the water running as Helen continued her shower. I hoped she wasn’t going to make him cum; I wanted his hard cock in me first. I squeezed my thighs together at the thought, sending a pleasure tingle through my body. I don’t think I had ever been this turned on.

I parted my thighs and moved my right hand between my legs. I could feel how wet I was and inserted my two middle fingers into my pussy. I pulled them out and slid them upwards either side of my clit. Back and forwards I moved, initializing a small orgasm.

“Hey, no starting without us, remember our agreement.” Helen called out as she entered the kitchen. I guiltily pulled away my hand.

Helen ate some fruit and took the rest into the bedroom. I followed her with my coffee and stretched out on the bed with my arms above my head, the cool air blowing deliciously over my naked body.

Helen put down her plate of fruit, and turned to face me.

“As you are like that, stay still.” She commanded, reached down behind the head board and pulled out two silk scarves, already secured to the bed posts. She quickly tied them around my wrists, stretching my arms across the width of the bed.

“Ohhhh, you look so helpless now, Bev.” Helen whispered and lightly kissed me on my lips. As I moved my head forward to kiss her harder, she moved away. “Not so fast, honey.” She moved closer again and licked my lips. Again I tried to kiss her back, but she avoided me and kissed my neck.

I squirmed as she licked and nibbled my ear lobe, getting a small gasp out of me. Helen knew the exact location of all my erogenous zones.

Tim came into the room and judging by his expression, Helen had already told him what she had planned. He walked over to Helen’s plate of fruit, his cock bobbing, selected a strawberry and bit into it.

Sitting on the bed he drew circles with the strawberry over my breasts and around my nipples. Helen slowly licked the juices off one breast and Tim off the other, neither one actually touching my nipples. The anticipation was driving me crazy; I wanted just one of them to take a nipple in the mouth and lifted my chest to encourage them.

Instead they kissed each other deeply, their tongues entwining, gently biting on each other’s lips. As they rolled over Tim kissed her neck and worked down to her nipples, sucking hard on each one, making them into dark points of flesh as he squeezed them together.

“I love Helen’s titties, don’t you Bev” Tim said looking me in the eye as he continued to caress them. Helen’s eyes were tightly closed as she reveled in the pleasure.

I groaned and looked away. I could feel a dull ache of desire developing deep inside of me.

He worked down her stomach until he reached her mons. Using his thumbs he spread her pussy lips apart exposing the pink bead of her clit. His mouth greedily sucked on it, and Helen breathed in deeply with a low moan. He tongue moved lower and into her vagina.

“I love the taste of your juices, God you’re wet. You like her taste Bev”

With that he leaned over and kissed me on the mouth. I did indeed love her taste and as I tried to lick Tim’s face, he pulled away and continued to deeply lick Helen. He pushed two fingers inside of her and quickly moved them in and out.

After five minutes of this intense stimulation Helen cried out “Ohhhhh, yes, yes, ohhh, ohhh, I can’t help it, I’m cummmming!”

Her back arched and she pushed her head back into the pillow. Tim kept stimulating her over the next 15 minutes bringing her quite a lot of pleasure. I could do nothing but watch, the scarves restraining me.

Tim finally adjusted himself between her legs and lifted her hips up before thrusting his hard cock inside her. I rubbed my legs together trying to ease the ache of lust. Tim pounded hard against her; I knew that she would soon orgasm again when she started to breathe in small gasps.

Helen screamed out “Come on, yes, fuck me Tim, hammer my cunt, that’s it, ohhh I’m cumming again, geeeezzzz.” I watched as her pleasure peaked and finally waned even as Tim kept thrusting.

Finally she pleaded with him. “Pull out Tim, I’m too sensitive, God can’t stand it, ah ah, give me time to recover, please!” I knew from past experience with Helen and vibrators, she can only tolerate so much before needing a break.

“Don’t cum, give it to me. Put that big cock in me.” I pleaded.

Helen gasped her thanks as Tim withdrew and she collapsed sideways on the bed facing me with a big, satisfied smirk on her face.

Tim straddled my chest and put his stiff, wet cock between my breasts and squeezed them together and began to slowly thrust. “I love fucking a big pair of titties.”

Helen moved closer to me and put one leg between mine, her knee all the way up between my legs, gentling rubbing herself against my hip. I tried to grind against her knee, but every time I did she would move away from me. I was getting so horny I thought I was going to die.

Tim was so erect his cock kept springing out from between my breasts, so Helen grasped it and started masturbating him. I could see his pre-cum leaking out and feel my juices trickling between my legs with anticipation.

“Hey you guys, come on, don’t you dare. Fuck my tight cunt Tim, come on. Don’t waste it, I need to cum.”

Tim’s only response was to shift further up my body, the tip of his cock touching my chin. Helen increased the speed and length of her stroking.

“Payback for yesterday’s teasing Bev, you don’t know how pent up I was on the beach. I had to lay face down most of the afternoon. I am going to enjoy giving you a facial.”

With that he grabbed my head and groaned. Load after load of hot, sticky, white cum shot out over my face, my eyes, my mouth and neck.

“Oh that was sooo good, sooo good.” He whispered and rolled onto the bed between Helen and me.

I was starting to get a little testy, but decided to hold any comments and just lie there.

After about ten minutes Helen took Tim in her mouth and started to slowly suck him. I also felt the nails on her left hand graze the inside of my thigh, drawing little circles and getting infinitesimally higher with each revolution.

Helen knew that drove me absolutely crazy and I just hoped she wasn’t still on the tease kick. That would be more than I could possibly stand.

Tim leaned over and licked off some of his cum off my face and kissed me on the mouth. No tease this time and I could taste the saltiness on his tongue. His left hand slid up over my stomach and started to circle my left breast, the nipple springing up hard in anticipation. I kissed Tim harder and greedier as he rolled the nipple between his fingers.

Helen’s fingers reached the entrance of my vagina and circled its moist entrance. I was getting even wetter knowing that this time I was going to get relief. I gasped as she inserted two fingers inside of me, hunting out my G spot. She knew what I liked and how to give it to me and I broke off Tim’s kiss to cry out in pleasure.

“Yes Helen, oh yes, you know, huh huh huh, oh that’s it, oh I feel like I’m going to pee, yes, that’s it, oooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.” As I came down from a tremendous peak, Tim shifted his mouth’s attention to my nipples and Helen to my clit.

The two tongues working in unison drove me back into a state of orgasm, and every time I thought it was ending, they changed rhythm, causing wave after wave of pleasure to crash over me.

I weakly strained against my bindings when Tim broke away, but then he replaced Helen between my legs. He had evidently fully recovered and I felt the bulbous head of his big cock probe my vagina. Two thrusts and he was fully in, crushing up against my pelvis, but instead of thrusting continuously, he fucked me with six long strokes and then six short ones, then six long strokes. The cold ache of longing had been replaced by an increasingly tighter ball of intense pleasure.

Tim started to speed up, his testicles swinging against my ass.

The feeling of Helen sensually kissing me on my ear, my lips and my breasts started a surge of electricity in my upper body and when she slipped a hand down my tummy, the two pleasure areas joined together. I came so hard it felt like everything was in slow motion and my eyesight blurred.

I don’t know what I said or what I cried out, I was vaguely aware of Tim’s seed shooting deep inside of me, the heat of it building on my internal fire. Gradually the feeling faded and I slumped down hard against the mattress almost unconscious

“You okay Bev” I heard Helen whisper. She had got a cold wet facecloth and wiped away Tim’s cum off my face. I opened my eyes and nodded.

“Good. That was incredible; I have always wanted to do that tease scene. The added bonus was that it was with you. Love you Bev.”

“Love you too Helen.” I whispered and kissed her before closing my eyes again.

“Hey hunk. Lie down here, I want you hard again.” Helen called out to Tim and pulled him back down on to the bed.

Since that weekend, Helen and I now see each other on a regular basis. As for Tim, we never did hear from him again, but with a friend like Helen….

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I watched as my husband fucked my friend

It was about 10pm on a Friday night and my husband Peter & I were watching TV. I was not really paying attention, but mulling over a recent conversation I had with my friend Josie.

Two weeks ago she had come around to my house and after a glass of wine we got onto the subject of my husband Peter.

“He knows you have sex with other guys though Bev”

“Yes of course, but he has not shown any interest in any other women. He doesn’t mind having a threesome with me and another guy though.”

“Like Greg”

“Yes like Greg. If Peter did have sex with someone else I would prefer that he did it openly. I mean, he barely shows any interest in even you Josie.”

“Perhaps he is just a little on the shy side”

“That could be true.”

The phone rang pulling me out of my deep thought. As I picked it up I saw Josie’s number listed on the caller ID.

“Hey Josie, I was just thinking about you. What’s up”

“I really, really need your help. I parked at the Eastgate mall and when I came out, someone had slashed one of my tires. I am worried they are hanging around watching me, I have this feeling.

“You in the car with the doors locked”

“Yes of course.”

“We will be right over. Sit tight.” I hung up and looked over at Peter.

“Someone has slashed one of Josie’s car tires at the mall; she’s worried the person is still hanging around. Can you come with me to go and get her please”

“Sure, we’ll take the truck.”

As we approached the mall, Josie guided us by phone to her parking spot. Peter did a quick loop around to see if anyone was hiding between the cars before leaving the big Ford idling behind Josie’s car.

Josie gratefully slid in to the truck and sat in the middle of the bench seat. I got out and stood on the step to keep an eye open.

Peter inspected the tire and popped open the trunk to retrieve the spare.

“This’ll only take a couple of minutes.”

Peter quickly changed the tire and started the car up.

“I don’t really want to drive home; can I stay with you tonight”

“Sure hun. Peter, can you drive her car over to our house I’ll drive the truck and will check to see if anyone is following us.”

We made an uneventful trip home and parked Josie’s car in our garage. Peter’s truck normally stayed outside anyway.

Once we were in the house Josie relaxed for the first time. I passed her a drink which she downed quickly. I filled it back up again.

“Thank you guys.” She exclaimed and hugged both of us. I smiled, Josie’s little 4’ 11” frame always looked so tiny against Peter’s body. I changed the subject and asked her what she had bought.

“I have the final interview tomorrow at noon for that catering job. There are just two of us left in the running so I wanted to impress them with a nice black business jacket and skirt.”

She opened the store bags and pulled out her purchases.

“I’ll go and try them on again, see what you think.”

She went into the guest bedroom down the hall and appeared a few minutes later.

“Wow you look good.” I commented. “Would you give her the contract Peter”

Peter got up from his chair to get a beer from the refrigerator.

“She has my vote. You do look good Josie.”

“I’ll get you some hangers for them.” I went into our bedroom and came back into the kitchen-family room.

Josie slipped off the jacket and passed it to me. Without pausing, she unzipped the black skirt and slid it off her body. I put that on a hanger also.

I noticed that Peter had paused in the kitchen watching as she unbuttoned her black blouse and handed that to me.

Unabashed by her state of undress, Josie walked over and picked up her drink.

“That looks even better.” Peter said.

I raised an eyebrow at his comment. Josie did look very sexy wearing stockings, a pair of lacy boy short panties and a matching black lacy push up bra.

“Thank you Peter, that’s sweet of you.” She kissed him on the lips and went back down the hall to put on her jeans and top. Peter’s eyes were firmly fixed on her cute little ass as she walked off.

“Do I detect a little interest in her body” I quipped.

“She is very attractive, but sometimes she is a little too overbearing.”

Josie came back in fully dressed and we had a couple more drinks before we decided to turn in.

“Oh Josie, Peter has just grouted the guest bathroom tiles, use our en-suite shower in the morning.” I warned her.

The next morning I woke up fairly late, pulled on my workout clothes and got on the treadmill. After a half hour run I had a shower. Wrapping a towel around me I went out into the kitchen and started the coffee brewing.

As the machine gurgled and spluttered I heard our shower running, so I poured myself and Peter a cup each and walked back into the bedroom.

“I’m so horny Bev, working away from home last two weeks…” Peter declared as he slid into bed alongside me. I could see he was partially aroused and I felt myself getting wet. I was looking forward to getting a good hard fucking.

Before we could say or do anything else, we heard Josie’s knock on the partly open bedroom door.

“Hi guys, can I use the shower please, or should I come back later”

“Come in, feel free. We are just having a cup of coffee in bed.” I said.

As Josie showered I slipped my hand under the sheets and wrapped my fingers around Peter’s cock. As I gently stroked his full length, I could feel the wetness of his precum leak out on my arm. I couldn’t remember him being this stiff and urged Josie to finish showering. I knew I would start to orgasm before he even got half way inside of me.

A few minutes later Josie came out of the bathroom with a towel fastened around her, sat on the bed alongside Peter, put her arms around his neck and kissed him on the cheek.

“Thank you for last night Peter; you don’t know how frightened I was. I owe you big time.”

As she went to get up, her right hand slipped down his chest until her wrist bumped into his erection. She lifted the sheet and whistled softly.

“Oh my…”

Josie shifted position and without hesitation circled her lips around the purple tip of his cock. Peter groaned as he enjoyed the wet warmth of her mouth encompassing him.

“Not now Josie.” I muttered, the ache between my thighs intensifying. I watched her head bob up and down as she tried to fully take the length of my husband’s cock. I noticed Peter’s hand slide up the inside of her thigh under her towel.

Josie gave a little squeal, indicating that his fingers had reached their destination. Peter’s hand started to move back and forwards. I decided that I needed to join in on the fun, but before I could react Josie got up, removed her towel and straddled his hips. With a quick wiggle of her little bottom she had Peter’s cock at the entrance of her pussy.

“God it has been weeks since I got seriously fucked.” Josie announced and with that pushed down greedily burying Peter’s manhood inside of her. “You’re so hard, ohh God I’m going to cum already... Aaahhhhhh.” Her head snapped back, eyes tightly closed as she relished her climax.

She slowed her bucking to a stop before Peter had chance to cum.

“Oh, there’s nothing like a quick orgasm to start things off. Your choice of position now, use me as you want.”

Peter could not restrain himself and rolled her onto her back. He looked into Josie’s eyes and lifted her knees up so they touched her chest, exposing her pink shaved pussy lips. Her 24B breasts were flattened by the pressure of her knees.

I watched as his hard manhood re-entered her, pushing at her soft flesh. Each time he pulled back to enter her more deeply I could see her juices glistening on his shaft.

Josie squealed in delight as she started to quickly orgasm again.

“Come on big boy, fuck me hard, use me, make me cum.” She begged.

I tried to get in on the action but their fast moving bodies were too entwined. My fingers slipped between my legs to stimulate my pussy, but I could only watch as my husband roughly pounded into my best friend. I knew he wouldn’t last long at this intensity and to my dismay I saw his body tense as Josie screamed as she hit her peak.

Peter’s body slowed as he savored the last throes of his orgasm and Josie’s eyes opened. Her hand reached out and grasped mine tightly.

“I’m sorry Bev, sorry, I just couldn’t stop myself.”

Peter rolled off Josie’s tiny body, his once hard cock softening. I knew he wouldn’t recover for a couple of hours after such an intense orgasm.

They lay there for about five minutes catching their breath before Josie sat up.

“Oh shoot - the interview.” She quickly got up and ran off to the guest bedroom to get dressed.

I reached over to my husband and held his now soft penis.

“I need satisfaction as well you know.”

Peter kissed me. “You are going to hate me Bev, but I need to pick up the building supplies for next week before twelve. I’ll be back and ready to make love again this afternoon.”

I rolled over onto my back and groaned at my stupidity for enticing Josie.

“Bye.” Josie yelled. “I’ll drop by and tell you how it went.”

Peter started to get dressed. “Greg said he will drop by later, he wants to borrow the pipe bender. It’s in the garage.”

Peter kissed me on the lips and after the door closed I heard his truck start up, reverse out of the driveway and roar up the street.

I cursed at my misfortune, and losing the desire, got out of bed and pulled on my favorite yellow sundress over my naked body.

To distract myself I worked in the yard, pulling weeds and tending to the potted plants on the patio. Just before noon I heard the doorbell ring and the front door open.

I went back into the house to see Greg had let himself in.

"Hey Bev, good to see you.”

“You don’t know how much.” I muttered, the feeling of sexual need welling up again inside of me.

I gave him a deep kiss on the lips and pressed my body up against his. I knew he could feel my breasts crushed up against his chest. His hands slid down the back of my dress and that he could feel I wasn’t wearing any panties.

“Woah, you’re friendly today.” Greg exclaimed.

“No, just horny.” I murmured.

“Peter said I could borrow the pipe bender..” He seemed a little flustered.

“Is your pipe stiff and hard’ I nibbled on his ear.

“It will be soon if you keep that up.”

“Good.” I shifted my hand down to his groin and began massaging his cock.

The doorbell rang again. I broke off from my fondling.

“Geez, does it rain or pour”

“Hi Bev! I got the contract, I brought some champagne, let’s celebrate.” Josie’s voice echoed from the front doorway.

Josie bounced in to the kitchen as Greg and I separated.

“Hi Josie, how are you Nice outfit.” Greg commented.

“Hi Greg. Oh it may look nice, but I prefer to get into some casual clothing.” She dropped a bag of clothes on the floor.

Greg took the champagne from her and opened it with a pop. I got some flutes from the cupboard and put them on the counter. After the glasses were filled we toasted her success. I was genuinely pleased for her; she had worked hard for that job.

Josie downed the glass in one. “I must get out of these clothes, they are a little itchy.”

With that she started to unbutton her blouse exposing her black push up bra. Greg’s eyes drifted to the glimpse of cleavage.

“Let me help you.” Greg offered and unfastened the clasp on her skirt and undid the zip. Her skirt and blouse fell to the floor. For the second time in 24 hours that little minx stood in my kitchen in just her black lingerie. I could sense the chance of sex slipping through my fingers again.

Seizing the moment I walked forward and unfastened her bra, letting my hands slide from her back to cup those beautiful perky 34B cup breasts. I caressed her nipples between my thumb and index finger and tweaked them into little mountains of hard flesh.

“Ummm that feels good Bev.” Josie gasped. She reached behind her and I felt her hand slide up under my dress until she touched my pussy.

“Oh you vixen, you are not wearing any panties.” She turned around, put her arms around my neck and kissed me on the lips, her tongue seeking out mine in a passionate embrace.

My right hand ran across her tummy until my fingers reached the waistband of her panties. With barely a hesitation I continued downward, seeking out the warm soft flesh between her legs.

Josie’s hands were not idle either as she slipped my sundress off my shoulders and down my stomach. My tits popped free from the restraint and she eagerly sucked on my nipples as I groaned in encouragement. I could feel my stomach muscles contract. With a whisper the dress fell to the floor leaving me naked.

Greg moved behind Josie, easing her panties down her thighs until they joined my dress on the floor. As I continued to kiss Josie passionately the warmth of her skin touched mine. I ached for a physical release.

“I want you Bev.” Josie whispered in my ear and wrapped her legs around my hips. I cupped her ass with my hands and half carried her to the bedroom and we collapsed onto the bed giggling.

Josie wriggled around under me until her face was between my legs. I felt her hot breath and then the soft wet flicker of her tongue at the entrance of my vagina. As the first electric burst of pleasure shot up my chest I leant forward to seek out her inner flesh, pulling apart her pussy lips to expose that little pink bud of pleasure.

As I gently sucked it between my lips, I could feel her do the same to me. I lost myself in a wave of pleasure and thrust my tongue deep into her vagina, lapping up her sweet taste. I knew exactly what really turned her on and slipped two of my fingers into her now sopping pussy.

I was expecting her to do the same, but instead I felt Greg’s cock probing my pussy lips. Josie’s tongue flicked from his tip to my clit and started the first fires of my orgasm. By the time he was only halfway in my climax hit, wave after wave, each one intensifying as he pushed deeper inside of me.

I could no longer stimulate Josie as I gasped for air, my back arched as the electric charge froze my muscles.

“Oh yes, yes, finish me off, pleeeazzzze, fuck me hard.” I begged.

Greg started thrusting hard into me, his hips slamming into my ass.

I begged for a climax but the pleasure kept climbing in intensity.

“I’m going to cum soooo hard, please cum I can’t stand it anymore, arggghhhhh.”

Greg groaned and I felt his boiling hot cum squirt inside of me as I screamed in silence. His thrusts slowly subsided and I came back to my senses, my muscles shaking and drained from the exertion.

I rolled off Josie and laughed.

“My turn to be sorry Josie.”

I collapsed on my back, relishing the feeling of warm cum as it trickled down from between my legs.

“Not to worry, you are talking about the “bunny” remember, he keeps cumming and cumming…” I laughed at Josie’s comment; we both knew that Greg had a remarkable power of recuperation.

Josie rotated her body on the bed and spread her legs wide open. I watched as she slid her hands slowly down her tummy until she reached her mons. Her fingers pulled apart her sex lips in a crude invitation.

“Push it in me now. I want to feel you get rock hard again inside of me.” Greg was still fairly rigid and the two of them locked together. I went back to the kitchen, put on my dress and poured myself a glass of water before going out to sit on the patio.

I must have dozed off because the next thing I knew was Greg and Josie giving me a kiss on the cheek and saying goodbye. I watched them from the door as he loaded the pipe bender in to his truck.

“Catch you later. Thanks.”

About an hour later Peter came home and he presented me with a small bunch of flowers.

“That’s sweet of you honey.” I put my arms around his neck and kissed him on the mouth. His hands slid around my waist and down onto my butt where he gently caressed my cheeks.

“You are not wearing any panties”

“Not wearing a bra either.”

“How can I be sure”

I slipped the sundress of my body and stood there naked in front of him.

“Where and how do you want it” He asked, his gaze firmly riveted on my trimmed pubic hair.

Without answering I sat on the sofa like a slut, arms outstretched, with my legs apart.

Peter knelt on the floor between my thighs and took my C cup breasts in his hands, roughly squeezing them, making my nipples harden into little rose colored bumps. I arched my back and slid down the chair, locking my legs around his waist.

“I’m wet enough already.” I whispered, not really wanting him to eat me out and taste Greg’s semen.

He stood up, took off his clothes and stroked himself until he was fully erect.

“I promised you I would be ready to go again this afternoon.”

“Ummm, just don’t cum too quickly.” I warned him as he guided his cock between my thighs. He rubbed the tip up and down the length of my slit, his precum mixing with my wetness.

“Oh that feels good, push it hard against my clit.” I breathed grinding my hips against him. Peter leant forward and sucked deeply on my left nipple before lightly biting on it.

“I can’t wait anymore. Fuck me.”

He pushed about two inches of his cock into me and pulled it almost back out again.

“Don’t tease.” I warned and tried to slide off the couch to get more of him inside of me.

“I’m in charge; I’ll do what I want, when I want.”

This control game always drove me crazy, going in deeper each time and then slowly sliding in and out. I saw him smile; he knew exactly what it was doing to me. I started an orgasm that built in intensity with every one of his light teases.

“I can’t hold off much longer.” I wrapped my arms around him, pressing my breasts hard against his chest and gently bit him on the neck.

“Fuck me harder, pleeeaasse. Pound that hard cock into me, fuck me, fuck meeeeee.”

Finally he gave into my wishes and his rhythm changed to where he would almost pull out, and then bury himself all the way inside of me. Time after time his groin slammed into my clit.

“That’s it, that’s it, oh God, I can’t hold back any longer, it’s too intense - aaaaaaahhhhhh.”

His pace picked up even further. He tossed my body around like a rag doll as I shouted out in pleasure, before groaning loudly and I felt the tickle of his hot sperm shoot into me. His movements slowed before he slumped on top of me.

“That was intense.” I sighed. “Grab some rest, but don’t bother to get dressed. The day isn’t over yet lover.”

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Set up for a threesome

It was a Thursday when I got a call out of the blue from a long time friend of mine, Helen. We went to school together but now only kept in touch sporadically. Helen never married, but had climbed the corporate ladder and so money was never an issue. Unfortunately that was not the case with me and I could rarely afford to participate in the things that she wanted to do.

This call was different. “Hi Bev, what are you doing”

“I was actually thinking about taking some time off, been working way too much.”

“Do you fancy flying to Hawaii tomorrow”

“Nice idea, but the ticket and hotel would be outrageous.”

“No problem, I am already out here on a conference event and I have borrowed a condo for a few days. I also have a ton of air-miles so I can get you a free ticket. There’s a flight I can get you on that leaves tomorrow, you will get in early evening. We will have a blast.”

So 24 hours later I arrived in Hawaii and caught a taxi to the condo complex. Helen had lucked out, the properties were single story and opened up right onto the beach.

I rang the doorbell and was greeted by an enthusiastic Helen.

The condo was pretty new, an interesting design being almost completely open plan with no walls separating the bedroom, kitchen and family room. Over on the patio I could see a guy, reasonably good looking.

“Oh I forgot to mention, that is Tim. He’s a friend of mine. Tim was at the conference and knew the condo owner also. Small world isn’t it”

“Are you err..”

“Oh no, we are just good friends, hope you don’t mind, he’s sleeping in one of the beds and we are sharing the other. They are both King size, so lots of room.”

Tim came in off the patio area and introduced himself.

After a light meal and a couple of glasses of wine I was feeling tired, so I excused myself, went into the bathroom, changed into a T shirt and panties and fell sound asleep in the bed. Later I was vaguely aware of Helen getting in bed with me and Tim climbing into the other bed.

I was just stirring the next morning when Tim got out of bed. I was a little shocked that he was completely naked, but I didn’t see him go to bed last night. He walked over to the bathroom and I heard the shower run.

About 15 minutes later he came back into the bedroom drying his hair with a towel, still not wearing anything. He saw me looking at him and announced he was going to make a pot of coffee and walked towards the kitchen area.

I am a big coffee addict, so I gave him enough time to a pot made, slipped out of bed and wearing my T shirt followed him into the kitchen.

“How do you like your coffee” He asked.

“Oh straight black thanks.”

I was wondering if his nudity was deliberate to try and embarrass me. He evidently didn’t know my character, so I decided to work him up a little.

I slid on to the bar stool and let my T shirt ride up to expose my bright pink panties. I saw his eyes glance down, good he was interested!

We chatted for a while until he said he ought to take Helen a cup of coffee. I followed him into the bedroom to get my wash bag and then went to get a shower.

When I came out, I wrapped the towel around me and went back into the bedroom. Tim was sitting on the edge of his bed, partially covered with a sheet, talking to Helen as she sipped her coffee.

“All done Bev”

“Yes the bathroom’s yours if you want it.”

Helen left to go to the bathroom and I noticed she was wearing just a black lace thong. She often travels to Europe and is used to topless beaches. Tim watched her leave, his eyes riveted on her suntanned breasts.

Once she had left I decided to do some payback and removed my towel to dry my hair. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Tim staring at me. I do have a nice body, I have to admit. Firm 36C breasts, flat tummy, nice hips and my pussy hair was currently trimmed to a thin blondish rectangle.

I lifted my suitcase onto the bed and bent over to get out my make up bag, a pair of shorts and my bikini. I knew he was getting a perfect view between my thighs of my pussy lips.

“So what is the plan today Tim, the beach”

Tim looked away as I faced him. “Yeah – probably, I was waiting to see what Helen had planned. It’s going to be nice and warm.”

I knew he had to be getting aroused by now.

I heard the shower start in the bathroom. “I’m going to get another coffee while Helen is finishing, come and join me.” I stood up, reached over, grabbed his hand and pulled up off of bed

I walked over to the kitchen still holding his hand. I was dying to see how much of an effect my flirting was having on him, but didn’t want to make it obvious.

As I poured the coffee I glanced over where he was leaning against the breakfast bar and smiled to myself. He was trying to hide it, but he was as stiff as a pole, sporting a nice 6 to 7 inches. I couldn’t resist another flirt.

I walked over to where he was standing and opened the refrigerator door. “Is there any breakfast” I stepped back and bent over appearing to check the drawers. I felt my ass touch his cock.

“Oh, yogurt, okay if I have one”

“Sure, sure” he mumbled as I pulled off the top and licked it seductively. I found a teaspoon and quickly ate the yogurt.

“This is good, come on, have the last mouthful.” I moved up against him and fed him a spoonful, my breasts brushing his arm. “See”

I heard Helen’s shower finish and I didn’t want her to what I was doing to poor Tim. I dropped the empty yogurt container in the trash and went back into the bedroom and slipped on my bikini and a pair of shorts. Tim pulled on his swim shorts and had a little difficultly fastening them.

Helen appeared from the bathroom and said “I guess it’s the beach then

That day on the beach, I flirted heavily with Tim, asking him to put sunscreen lotion on me, sat provocatively with my legs apart and generally teased him. In the afternoon, we bought wine, Chinese take-out and went back to the condo to eat on the patio.

Not bothering to get changed we devoured the food and opened the wine. I announced that I was going to grab a quick shower to get rid of the sea salt and sand. As it was still warm inside I dressed in my black bikini with tie straps. While Tim and Helen took turns in showering I brought the wine over to the sofa and sat in the middle.

Helen came out, first filled up her wine and sat down. “I think your flirting has wound Tim up, he looks a little tight.” She announced.

“Well, he started it wandering around naked this morning, I just took it to another level. It was turning me on also.”

“I have a confession to make, Tim owns this condo. He was involved in a relationship which turned out ugly for him. He hasn’t had the self confidence to make love to a woman for around 6 months. I thought that you would be the ideal person to change that. I hope you don’t mind”

I leaned over and kissed her gently but deeply on the lips. “No, that’s fine.” I whispered. “6 months”

Before we could say anymore Tim came over and sat at the other end of the sofa. As we finished the second bottle of wine, I told him to make himself useful and give my feet a massage. I lifted my legs into his lap placed my head in Helen’s lap.

I had to say, Tim was a good masseur and I pretended to purr as he stroked my feet. “Just do that for another hour” I laughed.

He started to run his hands over my calves and commented on my muscle tone. Helen started to rub my neck. I gave them both plenty of encouragement by groaning.

Tim pulled me down the sofa towards him, so that my knees were now in his lap, I could feel he was getting hard. Helen shifted round and started working on my upper arms.

I could feel Tim’s hands going higher up my inner thighs and I shifted my legs apart giving him more access. He needed no other hint and soon his fingers were touching the thin bikini material between my legs. Helen’s hands had slipped inside my bikini top and were lightly caressing my nipples. I could feel them hardening. I moaned louder.

Tim tore off my bikini bottoms and I could feel the cool air on my hot, wet pussy. He spread my pussy lips and his fingers circled my vagina entrance, and once wet, teased my clit before lightly entering me. First one finger, then two, slowly moving in and out.

“Faster, faster, spread your fingers apart inside of me, yes, yes.” I was so horny I was desperate for relief.

Helen stood up, removed her swimsuit and knelt over my face. “Eat me Bev, I want to feel your tongue deep inside of me.”

I licked repeatedly from her clit to her asshole and she quickly started to orgasm, grinding her hips against my face so that my mouth was pressed hard against her inner flesh.

“That’s it…. that’s good…oh yes.” She gasped. Her juices were flooding my face.

I heard Tim remove his shorts and then felt the flicker of his tongue. It didn’t take me long before I started to buck against his mouth. He grasped my hips and pinned me down while he which drove me to a quick intense peak.

Helen shifted round and lay on top of me, our breasts touching, kissing my mouth.

“Let me taste my juices.” She whispered hungrily, licking at my face. I kissed her back deeply while cupping her breasts in my hands.

Tim stood between both our thighs and sunk his cock deep inside of Helen.

“Wow, you are on fire woman, so wet, so tight”

She lifted herself up cried out “Jeez that feels so good, come on fuck me harder.” I squeezed her breasts together, sucking and biting on her nipples as Tim pounded into her.

Oh, I’m cumming so hard, yes, yes, ohhhhhhhhhh, that’s so good, so good, ohhhhhhh.”

As her climax passed, Tim withdrew and I felt his hard cock penetrate me, his hands cupping my ass.

“Your turn cock teaser, I’ve wanted to fuck you so hard all day.”

In three strokes he was fully inside of me and his pelvic bone ground against my inflamed clit with every thrust causing me to gasp.

“You like that huh”

Helen sat up, grabbed my nipples, and twisted them at the same time as pulling them towards her. The pain mingled with a deepening orgasm that started in my lower belly and fully overcame me.

“Yyyyeeeeeeeeeeeeessss, oh yes, oh yes” I screamed out as I arched my back. As soon as I subsided, Tim pulled out making me gasp. He flipped Helen over so she was lying face up on top of me and quickly entered her again.

“Come on, come on, fuck me Tim, fuck my cunt, that’s it, that’s it.”

I reached down with one hand and started flicking her clit with my finger, while my other hand grabbed a nipple. She lifted her hips and slipped one of her hands down between my legs her fingers roughly rubbing my clit.

All three of us came together, our voices mingling into one cry.

Tim pulled out of Helen and pushed back into me, and I felt his last squirts of hot cum as he slowed his movements.

We lay there for a few minutes enjoying the afterglow. Tim’s cum leaked out of Helen and I could feel it trickle down between my thighs.

He pulled out of me, licked between Helen’s legs, and then kissed her on the mouth. Helen rolled over and kissed me too, I could taste the saltiness of Tim’s cum on her tongue.

“Let’s take this into the bedroom.” Helen stated. We followed her and Tim went to climb into his bed.

“No lover, you’re sleeping in this bed, get in the middle. We haven’t finished with you yet.” I whispered.

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The Layover

It was the probably the worse time to try to fly - Friday night, Chicago and bad weather. We gazed up at the monitors, along with crowds of other passengers as one by one, the remaining flights turned red with the gut churning word “cancelled” against the status.

“I got a bad feeling about this one Mandy.” I murmured.

“Miss Sara the negative. We will be okay.”

I stared out of the window at the silent runway as flurries of snow drifted along the deserted tarmac. “We had better get ready for the scramble for hotel rooms.”

We had only 15 minutes to wait until our flight joined the red list. I had already got the number to call from another passenger and booked ourselves a hotel room fairly close to the airport. We got our new boarding passes for a flight tomorrow afternoon and headed out for the hotel shuttle pick up point. The airport traffic was starting to thin out, although the roads were still passable.

Mandy requested a room with a king size bed at the reception, and we dragged our luggage up to the room.

“See if we had checked the luggage, we’d have nothing now.”

“I know you’re the road warrior Sara.” Mandy replied as she lay on the bed.

“I also saw signs to a pool downstairs. I fancy going for a swim, get rid of some of the stress. Want to join me?”

“No, but I did see some coffee in the reception though. I really fancy a beer, but I didn’t see a bar. I’ll have a wander round, maybe there is something close.”

Mandy lay on her side and watched me change. She loved my small-breasted slim body. As I hung up my jeans and dug in my suitcase for my swimsuit, I could sense her interest. I looked over my shoulder.

“I can hear your imagination running wild Mandy.”

“I love those black lacy boy-short panties; they fit so nicely on you.”

I stood up, unfastened my bra, and tossed it on the bed before wriggling out of my panties. Mandy’s lovely brown, gold-flecked eyes devoured me.

“Later girl, the pool closes in 20 minutes. Go find alcohol. Fetch!”

I pulled on my swimsuit, covered it with a white button up shirt, slid on a denim skirt and went downstairs for a swim. The pool was just the right temperature and completely deserted. I swam length after length, feeling my stress level drop at every turn. I carried on for about 10 minutes after the pool officially closed before I got out and dried myself off.

I removed my swimsuit, and put my shirt and skirt back on before going back to the room. Upon entering, I noticed the dividing door to the next room was open. Mandy bounced excitedly through the doorway, her shoulder length dark red hair shifting from side to side.

“Mission accomplished.” She announced, putting her arms around my neck and giving me a light kiss on the lips. Her hands slipped down my back to squeeze my ass cheeks.

“When I left the room on the quest for alcohol, I bumped into one of the guys who are staying next to us. He braved the storm, went down to the mini mart and bought some drinks. Come and meet them, they are cute.”

“Let me fix my hair and put some panties on.”

“Uumm, how could have I missed that?” I dodged her exploratory grope and nipped into the bathroom. I opted to put my blond hair into a ponytail rather than attempt to style it. I chose a translucent pink pair of string bikini panties, pulled them on and went to see Mandy’s new friends.

“This is Stewart, Stu, and this is Tony. Meet Sara.” She announced and passed me a polystyrene cup of red wine. “They got stranded at the airport as well.” Stu and Tony were about 25 years old. Both had short, dark hair and nicely muscled. At least they were only about 8 years older than we were.

Stu sat on the left side of the bed with his ankles crossed. “I think we got the last room, they only had a king size bed left in case you were wondering.” He said and I laughed. “Pull up a pillow, sit yourself down, we’re going to watch a movie.”

I sat between them.

“How’s the wine?” Tony asked.

I pretended to be a wine connoisseur. “Interesting bouquet, just a hint of fruit to mask the plastic cup, needs to be swallowed quickly to avoid a lingering taste. This year’s harvest I would guess.”

I put one hand on his thigh and reached past him to look at the bottle label. “No year mentioned, they are probably just being modest.” I was aware of his gaze down the front of my shirt. Perhaps I should have worn a bra. I had not planned on any partying, just a couple of drinks and then sleep.

My thought patterns were disrupted when Mandy came back with the ice bucket filled. Without hesitation, she uncrossed Stu’s ankles, pulled apart his legs and sat between them, her back resting against his chest. That maneuver was classic Mandy, plenty of body contact and giving her partner really nowhere else to put his hands apart from on her waist. Now every time she looked back at him, her head would be at a provocative angle and their lips would only be a couple of inches apart. I rolled my eyes.

We turned off most of the lights, so the only illumination came from the open bathroom door. We watched the movie and made a sizable impact in the wine and tequila. I was on the verge of dozing off just vaguely aware of Stu’s hands gently caressing Mandy’s breasts under her shirt. It must have encouraged Tony because he rolled on to his side and placed his hand on my left knee, fingers lightly touching my skin.

The sensation was pleasant and my eyes closed as he traced circles up my inner thigh. The bed shifted as Mandy and Stu got up and went into our room. I slowly drew my left foot slightly towards me and let my leg rest against his body as if I was asleep. Tony now had more access to the soft skin of my thigh and he sensually worked his hand upwards. I kept my eyes closed wondering if he thought I was asleep and how far he was willing to go.

His fingers reached the edge of my panties and he explored the soft material between my legs, pausing at the dampness before running a finger upwards. I involuntarily murmured. His hand withdrew and I felt a button pop on my shirt, then another until my shirt was unfastened. He pulled it open and I was acutely aware of the thick cotton material dragging across my erect nipples. Tony’s lips fastened around my left nipple, while his hand cupped my right. I squirmed at the double attention as he sucked and twisted.

His hand slid lower, unfastened the buttons of my denim skirt and slowly removed it. He moved down the bed, slipped his hands inside my panties, pulled them over my hips and down off my legs. I pretended to turn in my sleep making it easier to get them off. He paused, thinking he had woken me.

Tony put his head between my legs and licked the length of my slit. I twitched as the roughness of his tongue made contact with my clit. I was now so wet I knew I had soaked his face. We could hear Mandy in the throes of an orgasm from the next room and I guess Tony was worried about running out of time. He got off the bed and I heard the jingle of a belt buckle and the rustle of clothes.

He gently pulled me round so that my hips were at the edge of the bed, lifted up my legs and spread them apart. I was aware of his urgency now as the cries of passion from Mandy and Stu had died away. He aligned his cock with the entrance of my pussy and entered me. I could not help moaning as the tip of his hard cock caressed the most sensitive part of my vagina. Tony was beyond caring if I woke up and started to thrust back and forwards, going in deeper each time.

I stopped the deceit, opened my eyes and said, “Fuck me”. He was a little startled but obeyed me, slamming into me with deep, long movements. My clit was so sensitive now and I felt my orgasm peaking, making me cry out in pleasure. He sensed me ebbing, turned me over on to my tummy and started screwing me doggy style. Grabbing my wrists, he rode me hard, the slap of his hips against my butt matching the grunts of our pleasure.

“God you’re a hot tight fuck.” He hissed.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Mandy come into the room, still naked. She leant on the bed and looked into my lust glazed eyes. She loves watching me cum, says it is like looking into my bared soul. Her fingers sought out one of my inflamed nipples and pulled on it, at the same time kissing me firmly on the mouth. Her other hand was furiously rubbing her clit in tight circles.

My climax built and I cried out as my body shuddered. It drove Tony over the edge and he groaned as his cock spurted stream after stream of hot fluid deep inside of me. “Yes, yes, yes.” He shouted.

He collapsed on top of me, our sweaty bodies stuck together briefly before breaking apart. Tony went off to the bathroom.

“Ummm, that was so good.” I murmured. I turned over on to my back and saw Stu stroking his large erection.

“Big isn’t he?” Mandy whispered.

“Uh huh.” It was all I could utter. Stu walked forward and stood at the edge of the bed.

“He wants you Sara; he wants to put that big cock in you.”

“He’s too big.” I begged and tried to sit up.

Mandy pulled me back on to the bed. “He wants to take you now.” She said firmly, grabbed my wrists and pinned me down.

“Fuck this slut Stu, fuck Sara’s tight little cunt with that big rod.”

Stu paused and then moved between my legs. I could feel the bulbous head between my sex lips.

“No, no you’re too big; I’m not ready, no.”

“Ignore her Stu; she’s just a slut, fuck her, fuck her.”

Stu followed Mandy’s orders and roughly entered me. I cried out in pleasure, my orgasm instantly rekindled. Mandy let go of my arms and I pulled myself up against Stu’s chest, wrapping my arms around his neck as I rode his erection. We fell back onto the bed, with me on top, my hips grinding hard onto his cock.

The ferocity of our sex drove us both to a quick climax and we remained locked together catching our breath.

“You are such a witch sometimes Mandy, you had him thinking he was raping me.” I gasped.

Mandy laughed in a low voice. “Yes, but I know how to make you cum.”

She saw my eyes look behind her and my nod. This time I pulled Mandy’s arms away and she fell forward, her ass in the air. Tony moved quickly in behind her and grabbed her hips.

“Ohhhhh, that’s not fair, ahhhhhh.” She cried as Tony plunged his cock into her. Mandy does like a hard fuck and Tony was excited from watching Stu and I. His hard strokes drove Mandy crazy. I could feel Stu start to harden so I rocked slowly back and forwards squeezing his cock with my pussy. Finally, I took him in my mouth and sucked him until he came; greedily swallowing his copious amounts of salty cum.

Mandy had two orgasms before Tony pulled out and he too shot his load into Mandy’s open mouth.

I have to say that night was very enjoyable. When we finally got our plane the next day, Mandy whispered in my ear “now I know why they call it a ‘layover.’”

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I became a party slut

I had been out in Europe for a week and decided to drop in on Jane and Brad’s house in Texas on the way back. It was Brad’s birthday and they were having a party to celebrate.

I arrived just before the party was due to start and after the usual greetings Brad lugged my suitcase up to the guest bedroom. He dropped the suitcase on the bed and started telling me where everything was in the room.

“The shower control is a little temperamental Sara; it takes a little getting used to.”

“Be a honey and start it running please Brad, I’m dying to grab a hot shower.”

As he started to run the water I walked back into the bedroom, pulled off my top and slid my jeans down my slim legs. I was just unfastening my bra when Brad came in from the bathroom.

“Okay, it should be at about the right temperature, woah!” He exclaimed.

I tossed the bra on the bed and hooked my fingers into the sides of my string bikini panties before easing them down over my hips.

“You’ve seen me naked before Brad. Have you forgotten what I look like”

“Oh no, you are unforgettable Sara. I won’t ever forget you, or these beauties.” He reached over and gently squeezed my small but firm breasts.

The doorbell rang and Brad reluctantly excused himself to go downstairs. I took a shower and not bothering with a bra, I chose a pair of thong panties to avoid any lines showing under my black clingy dress.

The party was already fairly lively, a lot of guys there and only a few had brought girlfriends. The main center of attention was Brad’s new pool table, Jane’s birthday present to him.

I was surprised to see Mandy at the party; I didn’t realize that she knew Brad or Jane. Mandy is an attractive 33 year old red head, about 5’ 8” tall and has a body to die for. She works part time as a fitness center and there isn’t an ounce of fat on her body. Mandy is also bi with a voracious sexual appetite and has lost count of the number of men and women she has had sex with.

She came over, hugged me and lightly kissed me on the lips. “Sara, this is a target rich environment baby.” She whispered as she looked me in the eyes. I returned her look, marveling at her beautiful brown gold flecked eyes. Her hands seductively slipped down my back to rest on my hips and my stomach fluttered.

“Oh we are going to get laid for sure tonight girl.” She announced and greedily looked around the room. “Fancy helping me work the crowd”

“We’ll see, though you don’t normally need help.” I knew she loved being an exhibitionist and her favorite pastime was being serially fucked, one guy after another.

Mandy laughed and broke away to get a drink. I walked outside; Brad and Jane had a great patio, hot tub, pool and even a bar. I sat down at the bar, poured a glass of wine and made some small talk.

Jane came over. “It’s great you were able to make it Sara. Thanks for dropping in.”

“Thanks for the invite. You have a lovely place here.”

Jane followed my look. “That hot tub will be busy tonight. Did you see Mandy”

“Yes.” I said slowly.

“I didn’t realize you two knew each other, so what’s the history”

“We used to work at the same company and ended up sharing a hotel room at a convention. She’s a wild one alright.” My mind flashed back to the first night of the convention when she slipped naked out of her bed and into mine. “She’s also extremely good.”

“Umm, personal experience”

I didn’t reply, I was just thinking of that night, the way Mandy had kissed my neck and then worked her way down my back, across my hip and then down my stomach to between my legs. I shivered.

“That good huh” Jane laughed.

She broke my chain of thought. “Sorry miles away.”

“I said she’s that good”

“Ohh yes. Your party is going to get wild once she has a few drinks.”

We chatted some more before she excused herself to continue her hostess duties. I refreshed my glass and walked back inside to see what was happening in the den at the pool table.

Mandy was playing in a pairs match with three guys, Matt, Paul and Terry. I knew I had to watch this one and see the master (or was that mistress) of distraction at work. Every opportunity she got she would lean over and give the person opposite her a view of her cleavage. From what I could see she wasn’t wearing a bra and the looseness of her dress allowed the eye to see all the way down to her panties. That is of course if you were able to change your focus from the freckles that tantalizingly covered her suntanned breasts.

Mandy’s other tactic was her touch. Not just a hand resting touch, but the slow slide of the fingernails across the body, just firm enough for you to continue to feel where she had touched you after she had walked past.

Squeezing past just as someone was about move to the table for their shot was where she could really play havoc. The victim could still feel the firmness of her breasts on their arms, chest or back as they sighted the ball, and many shots went wild.

I could see that a couple of guys were getting hard judging by the bulges in their shorts. Matt suggested playing for clothes, but Mandy complained she was only wearing two articles of clothing and that one of them was just a tiny “itsey bitsey” piece of material. When questioned she invited Matt to see if he could feel the line of her thong through her dress.

All the guys took the opportunity to slide their hands over her ass and it wasn’t long before Paul slipped a hand under her dress to confirm the existence of her panties.

Once that line had been crossed, when she leaned over the sofa arm to get her drink, her dress was lifted up over her hips by Terry. The exposing of her pink translucent thong brought a chorus of appreciation.

She pretended to be stuck bent over the sofa and wiggled her ass seductively. You could clearly make out her pussy lips through the thin material.

Paul could stand it no longer and moved in between her legs, his hands gripping her hips. He ground himself against her ass and when she didn’t object, he slipped his fingers inside of her thong.

“I’m wet baby, just stick it in.”

Needed no other encouragement, Paul pulled off his T shirt, dropped his shorts and pushed his cock inside Mandy. In three thrusts he was buried inside.

“Fuck me fast and hard.” She begged. “Oh that’s it, squeeze my ass, yes yesss.”

Paul didn’t last too long, driven to a climax with Mandy’s dirty talk and cries of joy, but he was soon replaced by Terry whose larger girth elicited a squeal of delight from Mandy.

Terry pounded away and I remained sat on my bar stool watching. Matt started to take off his clothes eager to take his turn.

Paul moved behind me and cupped my breasts.

“Do you like seeing her being fucked” He asked, his right hand slipping inside of my dress, caressing the firm yet supple flesh inside. I didn’t reply.

His thumb and finger found my left nipple and he teased it gently. Getting no resistance from me he pulled the top of my dress down, exposing my petite breasts.

Terry had picked up Mandy and was now fucking her up against the wall and showed no signs of stopping. Matt saw me now half naked, walked over and stood between my knees. He was so turned on his cock was like a steel rod, his pre-cum oozing from the swollen tip.

Paul pushed up my breasts and Matt leaned over and sucked each of my nipples in turn. His hands moved up the outside of my legs, under my dress until he reached the waistband of my thong. He gripped it with his fingers and pulled off the thin material.

Moving his arms between my thighs he lifted my legs upwards and then spread them wide apart, his thumbs separating my pussy lips. Without hesitation he guided himself.

“Geez you’re wet but so tight baby.” Matt grunted. He cupped my ass and pulled me towards him and I leaned back against Paul’s bare chest. I could feel Paul’s manhood was now hard again as it pressed against my neck.

Matt pulled me upright and with me still impaled on him he carried me over to the sofa and laid me down. He settled into a fast rhythm and I was getting that initial tingling of an orgasm. I lay there with my head back breathing in through my mouth as I started panting.

Paul turned my head and held the back of my neck.

“Play with this.”

His cock entered my mouth and I closed my lips around it. I could taste Mandy’s juices on his shaft as I started licking the head. When I started to suck Paul began to face fuck me hard, first relishing the sensation as he stretched my cheek and then trying to get me to take his entire length.

“This feels soooo good. What about you Matt”

“She’s a hottie, I’m not going to be able to last much longer. Switch with me Paul, I want to come in her mouth.”

With that the guys quickly switched places and Matt buried himself deep in my face. I could feel him hitting the back of my throat at the same time as Paul pushed himself inside of me. I had never had two cocks inside of me before like this. Paul lifted up my hips and began very long strokes, almost pulling out and then driving fully in. Each impact of his pelvis on my clit sent a wave of pleasure and I began a long orgasm.

Matt’s cock started to twitch and my mouth filled with his thick strings of salty cum. Even though I tried to swallow it all some spilled out from my lips and down my chin. Matt’s head was tipped back, his mouth open in a silent cry.

Paul shouted out. “Oh God, yes, oh yes, that’s so dirty. I am going to cum so hard, urrrrhhhhhh.” Deep inside of me his hot jiz seemed to burn.

Matt pulled out and sat on the coffee table, his cock slowly softening. “Oh you are good baby.”

I slumped back on the sofa as Paul stood up. Mandy sat down beside me and leaned over and looked me in the eyes.

“We are a little cum bucket aren’t we” She licked Matt’s cum off my chin and kissed me on the lips enjoying the taste.

I didn’t reply, only then realizing I hadn’t spoken a word since I came in the room even though I had been used twice.

“I guess we are even at two each hun. Not for long though.” Mandy smoothed down her dress and looked at the three guys. “Looks like I need fresh men, you look kind of spent. Maybe later” She said as she left the room.

I stood up and adjusted my dress. I found my panties on the floor and wriggled into them hoping that they may stop the cum from seeping down my legs for a moment. I grabbed my empty wine glass and went out to the bathroom where I cleaned up.

I strolled back out into the yard, stood up against the bar and poured myself another wine. As I sipped my drink I realized that most of the couples had left, leaving probably 10 or so guys. The patio door slid open and Mandy came out with a guy on each arm headed towards the hot tub. I heard Mandy announce that it was skinny dipping time as she stepped out of her dress. I noticed that she had not put on her panties. The two guys shed their shorts and all three got in to the water.

I had been so intent on watching them I wasn’t aware I had company.

“Heard about your pool game.” A voice said to my left.

I turned and saw what looked like a 20 year old. He was rather cute.

“I am Sal, don’t worry I am 21, I am allowed to drink. You are Sara right” He helped himself to a bottle of beer. I nodded and took another sip of wine.

Sal reached out and stroked my arm, I could sense his nervousness. He reached up to my neck.

“You are so beautiful. Can I kiss you” I nodded. He leaned forward and kissed me fully on the lips. Not breaking the embrace, his hands worked their way up until they were cupping my breasts through my dress. I could feel his hands shaking as he peeled my dress down over my hips and onto the ground.

“Oh you have such nice tities, such nice nipples.” He moved his right hand down to my bare leg and onto my inner thigh.

I wondered if Sal was still a virgin. Does Mandy gives extra points for that I thought and smiled.

Sal took the smile as encouragement and his fingers touched my panties. He stroked my pussy lips through the material a few times before pulling down my thong.

I turned so I faced the bar, my elbows flat down and my feet spread slightly apart. Sal quickly unbuttoned his shorts and moved between my legs. I could feel him trying to search out the entrance of my vagina with his erect cock so I wriggled my hips and once he was lined up, pushed backwards.

“Wow, I can’t believe this, oh you are so warm and soft.” He tentatively thrust forward.

“Oh!” I breathed. Sal was bigger than I thought and I felt my pussy stretch.

“Sorry, am I hurting you”

I shook my head and pushed back again taking in a couple more inches. A warm tingle of pleasure spread upwards. He pushed forward and I absorbed two more inches. I could not feel his body touching my ass yet. He thrust forward again. I wondered how big he was and pushed back again, leaning forward now so that just my fingers were touching the bar. Sal pulled all the way out and then buried his entire length inside of me. God he was in deep, extenuated by the fact he was fucking me doggy style.

Once Sal started fucking me with a regular rhythm, I could hold back no more and moaned every time his hips met mine.

“Fuck me Sal, deeper, deeper, fill me with your cum, God you’re so big.”

My orgasm was just peaking when I felt him slow down and the first of five huge squirts of hot semen shot deep inside of me. The intensity of my orgasm doubled and I collapsed face down on the bar. I had truly been fucked.

We remained locked together for a few minutes before Sal became self conscious and pulled out.

“Err, thanks Sara that was err really good.” He gave me a peck on the cheek, picked up his beer and moved off towards the house nervously wondering about my almost comatose state.

“You looked like you enjoyed that.” A voice said behind me. I nodded and propped myself back up onto my elbows.

“May I”

Before I could say anything I felt him enter me in one singe movement. I was so slippery with Sal’s cum he had no problem. I reached over and took a gulp of my wine, feeling like a whore as my mystery man took hold of my hips and pounded away. I stared over at the hot tub where Mandy and the guys were making out, my body moving back and forward as he fucked me.

My detachment was broken when I saw someone leave the house and move towards the bar. He stood the other side of bar and I recognized him from earlier. He just stared rubbing his beard as mystery man finally came and pulled out.

“You can have her now.” The guy pulled up his pants and sauntered back to the house.

“You okay”

“Yeah, err I’m not normally like this, you know, I don’t know what has come over me.” I muttered. “Hardly had anything to drink, I just decided to act like a slut.”

He moved around to my side of the bar and gave my body a slow once over as I turned to face him. He picked me up and laid me on one of the sun chairs. Pulling off his shorts he straddled the chair and put my legs over his shoulders and entered me.

The angle of his penetration hit my G-spot perfectly and I instantly started to cum, my fingers grabbing the backs of his knees urging him on. I continued to whimper in pleasure until he groaned and more cum joined the masses inside of me.

“Thank you. I needed that.” With a pretend tip of the hat he went inside the house.

I got shakily to my feet and pulled on my dress. I walked into the now nearly empty house and went and took a long shower changing into shorts and T shirt before going back down stairs.

I walked into the family room. Brad, Jane and Mandy were sitting on the couch so I grabbed a beer from the refrigerator and sat down next to Brad.

“You changed” Brad asked.

“Yes, took a shower, I was a little sticky. Mandy laughed at my words.

“Good party Brad, happy birthday.” I saluted him with my beer bottle.

“We were just going to go skinny dipping in the pool to finish off. Want to join us”

“Sure.”

We went outside and swam naked in the pool for about 20 minutes enjoying the warmth of the night. Everyone decided a final round of drinks was in order, dried off and went back into the family room still naked.

I caught Mandy looking at my shaved rectangle of pubic hair. “Landing strip” She giggled, reached down and gently rubbed my pubic mound. I looked over and saw Brad starting to get turned on.

“Ah, a girl on girl show, the perfect way to end a birthday party.” Brad laughed.

“You know, I would just love to make love in a bed tonight, can we go upstairs” I asked.

With that we all piled onto Brad and Jane’s king size bed. Mandy wasted no time and positioned herself over my body in the 69 position.

“I’ve wanted to fuck you all evening Sara.” With that she pulled apart my pussy lips and licked from my clit all the way to my ass. The electric thrill shot through my body and I gasped. I reciprocated and buried my face between her legs, alternating between rubbing her clit and penetrating her cunt with my tongue as deep as I could go.

The more I stimulated Mandy, the more she stimulated me and we drove each other into an intense series of orgasms. After my third I begged for a break and that’s when Mandy saw just how big Brad was. He had been watching us and was now fully erect.

“Fancy finishing the night with a bang” Jane smiled.

“That’s big, I don’t know..”

“Sara took it all when we were in Cabo.” Brad dared. That was enough for Mandy and agreed providing Brad took it slow.

Brad stood at the edge of the bed and pulled Mandy’s hips towards him. He positioned the tip at the entrance of her vagina and started easing in.

“Sara made you nice and wet, oh you feel real good hun.”

I kissed Mandy on the mouth and fondled her right breast. Slowly Brad rocked backward and forward until Mandy gasped out that he was fully in.

“It feels like I have a log inside of me, I have been on the edge of cumming since you started entering me, Brad fuck me, please.”

Brad didn’t need asking twice and soon Mandy was screaming out in pleasure. I had never seen her at that level of intensity and her breath came in ragged bursts.

“Ooohhhh that’s it, that’s it, oh God I’m going to split in two, oh fuck, that’s so good, don’t stop, aahhhhh.”

Mandy’s bucking pushed Brad over the edge and he came noisily, lifting her hips off the bed and slamming himself into her several times before slumping down on top of her.

“That was so good, I was so horny watching you two you cannot imagine.” He eased out of Mandy and lay down to cuddle Jane.

Mandy pulled herself up to the pillow and lay down beside me, she looked totally spent, and her eyes looked glazed.

“Happy birthday Brad.” I murmured and I fell asleep with my arm round Mandy.

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