Jon and I were best friends all through our youth. Inseparable.
But times change. After university we made new lives in unlike cities. We both had long-term girlfriends and busy docket so did n't talk a good deal or even email.
We 'd still see each former at holiday though, when we visited our kinsfolk in the old habitation town.
When we got together it was like we were picking up from a conversation five bit ago.
He called one day a few months ago to tell me he was getting married and ask if I 'd be his best man.
wellspring sure. I 'd be pissed if he asked anyone else. He told me what he wanted to do for a hart do : Weekend in Vega, Baby !
Great, that would be a blast. I wanted to know who to invite, but Jon did n't cause any names.
'' Truth is Pete, I do n't really have ally here. Most of my work colleagues are hard-right redneck racist yahoos. ``
'' fountainhead, Texas. ``
'' I know. I 'm already looking to get out of here. Maybe out your way. ``
'' wellspring, I 'd be gladiolus of that, if it ever happens. So what about some guy rope from back home ? ``
'' Naaah I did n't celebrate in touch. There were some friends in college. I 'll institutionalise you a list. ``
I mailed the guys on Jon 's tilt but everyone was fussy or broke and could n't stool a slip to Silver State.
When I told Jon he was OK with it.
'' Just us two, then. Like the serious old sidereal day. We 'll have a great prison term. ``
I figured since it was just us two now, I could pay for the whole trip if we shared a elbow room.
I booked The Wynn. A high elbow room overlooking their ridiculously overpriced golf course of study.
I got there first-class honours degree and got us checked in. At the desk the guy upgraded us, which was nice.
I got squared away and called Jon to tell him what room we were in.
His flight was delayed a twain of hours so I figured I could go down and bet some cards.
In the end I just hit a bar. I was people-watching and getting a picayune buzz on.
A duo of girls, Jose Julian Marti and Susan, were at the table next to me and we got to talking.
They were on a stag weekend as well. As with me and Jon, all their friends had flaked on them.
They 'd just come back from some Chippendale 's type of post and they were n't into it.
'' You do n't like big, ripped naked guys ? ``
Marti said `` Not always ... `` she winked and Susan blushed.
I thought I could see the dynamic. Marti was working on seducing the bride-to-be before she got married. Susan was peculiar but shy.
My earpiece rang. Jon was in the lobby. I told him where we were and ordered him a crapulence. Got another for me and the two girlfriend while I was at it.
He showed up and we hugged a greeting. Very pleased to see each other.
I 'd secern the lady friend why we were there and how Jon and I were best friends since forever so it was no surprise we would n't just shake hands.
Marti still said it was nice to see guys not ashamed to express affection for each other.
'' Like us two .... '' she said, and gave Susan a big hug. Susan went along with it - quite stiffly, I thought. When Marti gave her a mountain on the cheek Susan blushed again.
Jon arched his eyebrows at me and I shrugged and grinned. We seemed to be watching a lesbian seduction.
We chatted for a while, and finished the drink. Jon wanted to get up to his elbow room and clean up after his prolonged flight.
Marti said `` we might as well get out, too '' took Susan 's deal in hers and dragged her out of her derriere. `` semen on Susan ! '' she said, brightly.
Susan sheepishly rose. Letting herself be led to the lift bank.
Jon and I followed.
'' I think Jose Julian Marti 's going to try it on with her, do n't you ? '' he whispered. `` Give her a fiddling of that sapphic pleasuring ... ''
Maybe a little too loudly. Jose Julian Marti turned to him and winked. `` Pleasuring .... that 's what acquaintance are for. ''
Wow. Susan was clearly embarrassed. `` Martiiiiii .... shhh. ``
'' Sorry sweetie, they 're assuredness though. rightfulness Guy ? ``
'' Go for it. '' `` Totally '' we said, simultaneously.
The elevator came. I pressed for our trading floor. Marti was on the same one.
We got on. Just the four of us.
When the threshold closed Marti grabbed Susan and stage-whispered `` I 'm going to make you find good, little young lady. ``
Her hands went up to Susan 's impertinence, holding her there and she kissed her friend on the mouth. Hard and deep.
They broke off and Marti smiled. We two were excited to be seeing it unfolding.
'' Come on you two. What about a little show of affection ? ``
I was just a little buzz. Jon was too. We looked at each other for a second, Jon gave me a 'why not ?'sort of look.
I leaned in ... our lip met ... I was kissing my well friend.
Just for a gag, but even so ... I was about to interrupt off when Jon 's hand went to the back of my neck and he held me there.
Then his former hand was on my ass ... pulling me tight against him. He rubbed himself against me for a second base and then let go and we separated.
'' How was that ? '' he asked the girls.
'' Wild ! '' was Marti 's response.
Susan just said `` that was hot '' in a quiet voice. Her hand found Marti 's.
I thought we 'd helped Marti in her seduction.
The elevator arrived at our high trading floor and we found that we were staying in rooms that were facing each other across the hall.
'' Well, if we do n't see you again, have a great weekend. '' I told them as we entered our room.

We got inside and I turned right on Jon ...
'' What the screwing was that ? ``
'' What ? ``
'' In the elevator. ``
'' Just a kiss, like they 'd let us see them. It was only fair. ``
'' But it was n't just a quick, peck, crony ! ``
'' So. You 're my best friend in the Earth. What 's the harm. ``
'' None I guess ... did you do stuff like that at college ? ``
'' Fuck no. Never. ``
'' Nor me. ``
'' But. Well. I 've thought about it sometimes. ``
'' I bet everybody thinks about it. ``
We just smiled. It was cool.
Jon started unpacking his suit and then said he 'd receive a speedy turnround in the shower and we could go out to eat.
I had n't really planned any events, we were just going to dally it by ear.
As I sat listening to Jon showering, I started thinking about that kiss in the lift. We 'd never done anything like that growing up.
The closest we 'd ever come to intimacy was dating the same little girl.
That little girl had thought she was playing us, but really we 'd been mindful of her deal the whole time. When she found out we knew she got mad, for some cause.
Jon tried to talk her into a three-way with us but she said that was unacceptable doings and dumped us both. Go figure a cleaning lady 's mind.
So we 'd never all been together at the Saami metre but once I 'd fucked her one night and Jon had fucked her the following day. We 'd always joked that since it was within 24 hours it counted as a three-way.
But now I was n't thinking about sharing a woman, I was thinking about that kiss.
I 'd liked it, I think.
Thinking about feeling him holding me against him ... ..
Had I liked it ? It happened so quick. I did n't hate it. I had n't pushed him away ...
And remembering the idea I had about men. My wonder. And he 'd said he 'd had exchangeable persuasion ....
I do n't know ... spirits, Vegas, hotel room, concealment, reliance .... it all combined in me, then ...
I stripped off my clothes and tossed them on the chairman and walked into the bathroom.
He could n't find out me with the pee running.
I hesitated for a endorse ... what was I thinking ? ... but even if this was a wrong relocation I knew Jon would be OK ...
I opened the shower room access and stepped inside. That was when he heard me. His vertebral column was towards me and he did n't turn.
'' hello brother .... do you need to get my back for me ? '' he passed me the hotel soap bar.
I said `` Sure.. '' like this was perfectly formula and started getting a nice suds on my hands before rubbing soap up and down his spinal column.
The Georgia home boy made everything smooth and slippery and I enjoyed feeling his pelt under my hands and his taut muscle under that skin.
He bent over slightly and I moved my workforce lower. Moving my soapy palms all over his besotted ass. Feeling him clench his bottom as I rubbed them.
He stood straight again and I moved closer to him, intending on soaping up his bureau and venter. But as our bodies got closer I realized that I had an hard-on. It bumped against his bottom. I moved away. But he backed up against me. I pulled him tight, my cock rubbing the top of his ass. Nestling in the cleft of his bum.
My hands went round his body and I soaped his smooth pecs and abs.
My body was tight against his soapy back. Slippery, frictionless, rubbing .... my hands explored his nipples ... lower .... then I felt his hand on mine moving my attentions downwards ... I felt his pubic hair's-breadth under my finger's breadth bakshis.
He moved my hand lower. Murmured ...
'' Do it ... you want to ... I want you to ... ''
I reached down and could feel his erect member. I took it into my hand. The soapsuds and fond urine made it easy for me to stroke his shaft.
I began humping myself against his body in clip with my strokes on his hard corpse cock. It felt great.
Then Jon turned around.
We stood facing each former under the spray, soaking wet, the soap rinsing off our glistening bodies. My hard cock was rubbing against his.
He looked at me and holding my face the way Marti had held Susan 's he put his mouth back on mine as he had in the elevator.
My arms went around him this metre. My mitt went to the nape of his neck. We embraced and kissed deeply.
His hand on my bare ass, my manus on his ... our branch slightly apart so that our thigh could be between. Locked in a tight bosom under the strong shower.
It was intense and I did n't need it to quit. But we had to get out of the exhibitioner eventually ....
Our mouths parted and we looked at each other ... ..
Now both my hands were on his bum ... My laborious penis measuring its duration against his ....
'' Now what ? ``
'' I do n't know .... ''
He turned off the shower and I stepped out onto the tub mat. I grabbed a towel and handed it to Jon, then grabbed one for myself.
We watched each other drying off. We both had monster erections that were n't going away. I was very turned on by how I had been touching his body. By how his hands on my ass had felt. How the weight of his pecker in my hired hand had felt .... I wanted more.
Jon could n't read minds but it was crystalize that he knew what I was thinking.
'' Me too. '' he said.
Did he stand for 'me too'it was Nice .... 'me too'... I want to expect on ... what ? Well, the old implied the latter and from the latter you could extrapolate the former. All skillful.
I told him so there was no confusion ...
'' I want to hold on. I want to go to bed with you. ``
He smiled at me. The room came with two towel gown ; long and mild and plush. I pulled one on and Jon did the Same. So we were enveloped in a sensuous comfort, both naked beneath.
The recent memory of our exhibitioner and the anticipation of what was to come preserve me at a heightened level of foreplay.
My erection was hard and fat and throbbing.
The head of my penis was rubbing against the toweling gown.
I felt like the mere touch of the cloth might make me cum by then, so I allowed my cock to dig out where the gown came together.
Jon did n't inconvenience to do his robe up. It hung open and I stared without shame at his amercement, fit physical structure and his hard dick.
He reached for the belt ammunition tie on my robe and undid it so that I was similarly exposed to his view.
I wanted to buck him off but could n't let him touch me. If he touched me too soon I would cum, so instead I dropped to my knees in movement of him and took his cock in my fist, opening my backtalk ... about to take him into my mouth ....
And there was a knock at the door.
Oh for fucks sake. I kept his hammer in my hand, an inch from my open mouth.
Jon asked `` Did you order room service ? ``
'' No. And I know you did n't ''
'' Fuck '' then he called out `` Who is it ? ``
The answer came back ...
'' It 's Susan, from the bar ? .... from across the way ? ``
Jon looked down at me, on my knees holding his erect penis. I know he wanted me to suck it.
'' Um ... what to do want ? ``
'' Can I come in ? Please ? ``
He whispered to me ... `` what do you think ? ``
I leaned forward and took his putz into my sass. Looking up at him. Sucking his cock.
Jon called out `` Can you come back later ? ``
'' No it 's now or never. ``
The sensation of having a man 's phallus in my mouth for the initiative prison term was wonderful. Everything I 'd imagined. The firmness the grain. The brain activity, knowing the forbidden nature of what I was doing ... all incredibly exciting .... but .... 'now or never ... .'
I was intrigued. I looked up from my human knee. Jon was definitely liking having his cock in my mouth.
His manus had gone to the back of my head and he was gently moving his hips in time with my sucking.
His cock was going in and out of my back talk, wet and slippery ... but I could see from his cheek that he was intrigued too.
I took my lips away from his glistening erection and stood.
Went to the door and looked through the peephole.
Susan was there in a gown like the ones we were wearing.
She must have seen the dismount alteration through the eye-hole and knew person was looking out.
She quickly untied the bang of her gown and held it outdoors. She was naked.
'' One sec .... ''
I motioned for Jon to do up his robe and quickly tied mine.
I opened the door panoptic and welcomed her in spite of appearance our room. She walked in briskly.
Her robe flapped undefendable, showing us the commodity.
Jon gave her a storm and welcoming `` well, hi ... ''.
As I began to close down the door the one opposition flare-up open and Marti, also dressed in a gown charged through. She brushed past me and into our room.
'' Well excuse me ... ''
Jose Julian Marti composed herself ... `` Oh, I 'm sorry. Sue and me had a little dissonance and I wanted to make up. ``
Susan stood in the centre of the room with her manpower in the pockets of her unfastened gown making no effort to cover herself.
'' There you are sweetie ''
'' Yes, here I am. You 've got me all wrong, Marti. ``
'' I 'm drab if I came on too secure. I just want you to savour your last days of exemption and draw sure you try things you might not get the opportunity for in succeeding. ``
Neither of us spoke, we just listened in on Marti and Susan 's conversation. It was loaded with possible ... ...
'' I 'm a bit more feel than you think, Marti. You do n't love what I 've done OR what I want to do. ``
'' I guess not. I 've always wanted to be with you Suse. I thought this was my shoemaker's last best chance. ``
'' You do n't get it do you ... ''
Susan moved towards Jose Julian Marti, marched her backwards and pressed her against the wall. One hand went to Marti 's neck, holding her tightly, pinning her, while her early went down, parted Marti 's toweling robe and probed between her leg.
Susan whispered hoarsely into Jose Julian Marti 's ear.
'' I want you too, Marti, but I want to conduct. I want fuck YOU, not the early way around. ``
'' Oh god yes. Oh yes. Do me. Take me Suse. ``
Susan 's bridge player was covered from view by the robe, but the rhythmic movements of her arm made it obvious that she was rubbing Marti 's bare pussy. When Marti caught her breath and turned her chief this way and that, it was enlighten that Susan was finding the right hand places down there. Then Jose Julian Marti faced her ally ...
'' osculation me, sweetie. snog me while you finger me. ``
Susan bowed her head and locked lips with Marti. crushed her lips against Marti 's. Kissing her with fervour and a hint of aggression.
The hand she had held round Marti 's neck opening now ran into her friend 's hair and grasped a bunch of it tightly. This was not the loving Lesbian conquest I was used to imagining, this was something a hale lot more like infraction.
But Marti was loving it.
I was stroking my severely cock now, while Susan finger-fucked her Friend.
A agile look over to Jon told me he was doing the same.
shucks, they could cause done this in their own room. What a courteous gesture to put on a show for us.
Marti 's robe had fallen open by now. We could see Susan 's manus reaching between her booster 's wooden leg.
Susan was sucking on Jose Julian Marti 's neck. Her palm was insipid against Marti 's dead body and clearly her finger were curled up inside Marti 's cunt. Her hand moved fast and severe, making Jose Julian Marti moan and sting her lip.
Susan moved her paw from Marti 's haircloth to her shoulder and slipped the gown off her acquaintance. It crumpled in a heap. Then Susan shrugged herself out of her own robe extracting her fingerbreadth from the wetness of Marti 's snatch just long enough to allow the sleeve to total down her arm and then quickly back inside Marti 's snatch and up, lifting her protagonist onto her tiptoes with the importunity of her movements jerking those curled finger up inside her friend.
Susan 's buttocks clenched with the effort she was putting into ramming her finger's breadth inside Marti.
She kept her move going and turned towards Jon and me. We had been masturbating as we watched but now we both covered up.
'' Do n't be shy, male child. Get naked like us two. ``
We allowed our gown to steal off.
Susan kept up her rugged jamming of Jose Julian Marti 's snatch. Marti 's stifle looked like they were about to give way.
'' Now you can stroke each other 's dick. ''
'' I do n't get it on about that ... '' I said, weakly.
'' Oh who are you trying to dupe ? ``
'' What do you mean ? ``
'' I saw you already both had big old erection when I came in. It was n't from me and Jose Julian Marti. You guys were up to no sound. I bet we interrupted it .... ''
Busted.
'' It was just ... '' I stammered
'' ooooh it was just ... '' Susan mockingly mimicked me, all the while jamming her finger deeper, deeper, intemperate, faster into her lady friend 's pussy.
'' film it, Michael, stroke Jon 's stopcock. ``
Fuck it, I thought ....
'' I 'll go one better .... ''
I pushed Jon backwards onto one of the the king bed in the elbow room and crawled up between his opened legs.
Taking his cock into my eager fist I leaned down and took him back into my mouth, where it had been a spell ago. Where it seemed to rude to be.
The hullabaloo of watching Susan giving such a going over to her friend had caused a lot of precum to leak out of Jon 's cock. I sucked it and savored the taste before swallowing. Then began a unbendable pace, bobbing my head up and down on his grand turncock.
Stroking the toilsome, fat gibe as I sucked him.
I could n't see what the fille were doing now, but I did n't care. The cock in my backtalk was more exciting. I sucked my friend with gusto. Felt his hand go back to my head as he encouraged me.
'' I knew it, you 're a pair of faggy boys. '' Susan mocked.
I was about to lift up off Jon 's cock to reply but he held me there. Sucking him. He answered.
'' Try us. We 'll cave in you a fucking to make you bid you were n't getting married. ''
Which seemed a bit paradoxical, given that he had his dick planted firmly in my mouth and we were both very a good deal enjoying it.
'' gear up when you are, faggy boys. ``
At that, I DID go up my lips off Jon 's heavily wet peter, got up and grasped Susan 's wrist. Pulling her fingers out of Jose Julian Marti 's twat. I took her glistening fingers to my back talk and sucked Marti 's juices off.
'' You taste nice, Jose Julian Marti. '' she stood there, leaning against the wall with her legs out-of-doors and smiled slightly.
'' So I 've been told ''
'' I want to eat your dulcet cunt. seed over and get together us on the bed. '' I took her hand in the one not wrapped assail Susan 's wrist and led them both to the bed where Jon lay, his branch apart and his stopcock still hard and pointing north.
'' climb up on this, Susan. '' he told her.
Jose Julian Marti and me stood and watched as Susan straddled Jon 's hips, took his upright penis in her grip and lowered herself onto him. Watching Jon 's dick slideway up into Susan 's cunt was so arousing, I wanted to do the same with Jose Julian Marti.
But I really had liked the sugared preference of her kitty-cat from Susan 's fingers and wanted more.
Marti laid down next to Jon and I climbed between her legs.
A few minutes before I had been between Jon 's and enjoying his cock, now I bent down and put my mouth on Marti 's wet incision and tasted her.
It was sweet and salty and secure than any pussy I 'd ever eaten.
She bent her knee and lifted herself to my face.
Her bridge player was at the back of my head, gently tousling my pilus as I ate her and puzzle out and sucked and played my tongue over her gorge clitoris.
wrapping my lips tight on her clit I began to suck her.
Her mitt tightened in my hair as she was clearly enjoying what I was doing.
I brought up a hand between her legs and gently inserted a fingerbreadth inside her while continuing to concentrate on keeping suction on her clit.
In and out went my finger. Susan 's somewhat Sir Thomas More brutal Assault on her friend 's twat had stretched it and liberally lubricated her.
I went in with another finger's breadth and then a third.
Marti said `` OK, tiger, three 's my limit ''.
I did n't want to hurt her. Just land her pleasance. If three fingers was her limitation ... I went back to just two.
My lips around her clit kept the loaded seal that allowed me to carry on sucking her while simultaneously grazing the aerofoil of her medium button with the rough texture of my tongue.
I slowly moved two fingers in and out of her wet hole.
Susan, riding my Friend next to us said `` Only three ... you 're such a weakly interacting massive particle, Jose Julian Marti. And there was you, thinking you were the big seductress ! ``
'' wellspring you never gave any clue you were such a slut, Suzie my erotic love '' Marti answered breathlessly.
Breathlessly because the compounding of Susan giving her a rough mauling followed by me sucking her heavily clit and more gently penetrating her wet slit was getting her to the breaker point.
Marti had both hands on my psyche now and she brought her thighs closer together. Holding my face against her vagina as she bucked her hips up at my lip.
I pulled my fingerbreadth out of her and replaced them with my natural language. Trying to get across her kitty with it. But her hands brought me back up to her clit and she made it clear that was what she wanted. I sucked her again and quickly brought her to orgasm.
Her legs closed tightly on my head. trapping me against her as she came.
So much extra fluid pumped out of her. I sucked it into my mouth and swallowed. Struggling to breathe, trapped as I was, between her polish sexy legs.
Her orgasm slowly subsided and she loosened her suitcase on my hairsbreadth and her legs parted, allowing me lift my face away from her gorgeous kitty-cat and then to sit up on my haunches.
I wanted to get my rooster into her bitch right then. All I had to do was shuffle forward a foot and lean down. Her wet gape hole would swallow my hard tool without anyone needing to guide it. It was right there in movement of me.
'' I want to fuck you .... ''
'' feed me a bit, chick, you just wear out me out a bit. ``
I sat there on my heels, between Marti 's legs, looking up the length of her raw body. Heaving chest, a drip of sweat between them.She was totally sexy. My peter throbbed, telling me how desperately it wanted to be buried in Marti 's cunt.
But 'no'means 'no', and 'not yet'means .... well it might mean anything except 'yes'.
My cock throbbed. Throbbed, I tell ya.
Susan turned to me from her posture rocking back and forth on Jon 's cock.
'' C'mere ... ''
I moved up the bed to face her and she brought her lips to mine. We kissed hot and heavy, but really I realized that Susan wanted to taste Jose Julian Marti 's cum that was smeared over my face.
I fondled her knocker while she sucked my fount and she rocked faster on Jon. My shaft was close to his side and I felt him grip my erection and pull me within range of his mouth.
Jon took my cock into his mouthpiece while I kissed the fair sex he was fucking.
It was a natural state scene and I felt like I might cum quickly, but I did n't want to.
With these female child here being so raunchy I was more concerned in getting inside some cooch.
'' You 'll urinate me cum if you do n't blockade. ''
He did n't stop. He snaked a manus up between my pegleg, put the flat of his paw on my ass and pulled me deeper into his backtalk.
sucking hard.
But I really wanted pussy. Marti was n't prepare ....
I pulled out of Jon 's sass and moved behind Susan. Watched her ass bouncing up and down on Jon 's cock. I knelt take down. Got close. Jon spread his legs slightly and lifted his pelvic girdle.
I was able to lap up Jon 's balls while his rooster drove chisel in and in and into Susan 's cunt.
She felt me behind her.
'' You want some of this pussy, Michael ? ``
'' I do n't require to arrest Jon while he 's having such a squeamish time .... ''
'' Why not unite him ? ``
She bent forward, laying monotonic against Jon. Her ass came up and I had a bring in view of Jon 's turncock in her pussy.
'' Come on ... there 's elbow room ... ''
'' You sure ? ``
'' Well ... no I never tried it, but I want to. I want to right now. Double vaginal ... is n't that what they call it ? ``
Fuck me ! ! ! They ! What 'they'call it. They, as in other citizenry. Not me. Not Jon. Now 'we'were going to be in the 'they'radical !
I got up on my knee joint, holding my cock in my fist. If she wanted to get married with a cunt that had recently been filled by two shaft at once then I should help her achieve her ambition. It was only cultivated. And the lot of my admirer cock in her cunt already was a huge turn-on.
They stopped their front for a import and I was able to locating the head of my gruelling penis where I could press into her, stretching her pussy to acquire my stopcock as well as Jon 's.
Everything was slippery. I pressed the head of my cock ... felt Susan 's cunt stretching to accommodate a sec fucker entering her.
Pressed backbreaking and felt the concluding electrical resistance ebb away.
Then I felt my peter plunge straight down deep into her.
Felt it rubbing length against length with Jon 's cock. We began slowly pumping Susan 's willing body.
When we went in and out together it did n't work very well so we set up a counter rhythm.
As Jon 's cock went up Susan, mine was withdrawing and then when I was shoving my heart back in, Jon 's was sliding out.
Susan was loving it. Shouting every dirty word she knew and encouraging us. She was on the edge of cumming.
The movement had the additional hullabaloo for me and Jon of rubbing our hammer against each other.
Like frottage, but inside a warm wet willing cunt.
I was able to look over Susan 's shoulder into the eyes of my protagonist as we fucked this girlfriend. Watching him enjoying the cunt and enjoying feeling my hard cock slipping up and down against the duration of his.
Then Marti got in on the action by getting behind me and caressing my glob while Jon and I fucked her protagonist.
The friend she had hoped to make into a little subservient tribade had turned out to be far more : first dominating Jose Julian Marti and now taking two tool at once into the slit that was soon to be promised to another guy.
I briefly wondered if her fiance was having as state of nature of a stag party as his bride-to-be. I doubted it. But then ... Jon was having a pretty wild time ... and it was still our first night.
But I brought my opinion back to where I was.
Pump ticker pump.
Cock against cock.
Slip slide slip.
interior a slutty cunt.
put-down schlurp.
So much. So a lot action ... too a great deal to shoemaker's last long .... I grunted that I was going to cum.
I wanted to shoot inside Susan and it turned out she wanted it that way.
As my orgasm began, Jon tensed below us both and cried out. He was cumming too.
Marti 's fingers slipped between my ass impertinence and she tickled my asshole, as if I needed any more stimulation.
It drove me wild and I rammed hard into her friend 's pussy.
Jon 's was rammed hard as well and our cum shot out and filled her up.
Both grinding deep in Susan 's cunt until it began trickling out of her.
Susan was cumming the intact sentence we shot our loads into her.
It all finally subsided. I pulled out of Susan and sat back, watching two loads of cum drop out of her and down the duration of Jon 's cock, onto his balls.
Marti put a paw on the back of my head and directed me down onto it. Then her fount came along side.
We licked up the cum and Susan 's juice.
Licking from Jon 's balls, up the duration of his shaft, still in Susan, and then around Susan 's stretched-out pussycat.
Then Marti pulled me up to confront her and we began Gallic kissing. We merged our cummy tongue.
Swallowing what we had licked up from our friends. Jon 's cum, blend with my cum, mingle with Susan's.
Susan climbed up off Jon 's softening turncock and lay next to him. There was way on the bed for four to lie there.
I thought about boy-girl-boy-girl, but then what I really wanted now was to let Jon taste the conclusion of our cum.
I lay down following to him and Jose Julian Marti lay on the far side of Susan.
The two girls rolled onto their slope, facing each other. Giggling and smoothing each early 's fuzz, the way little girl do.
I lay on my chest, leaned across to Jon lying supine beside me, and put my back talk on his.
His lips opened, accepting the poking of my tongue, and he was able to smack the output of all our exertions.
Then I collapsed back, rolled over and lay next to him.
Our helping hand found each other 's cocks, damp and gluey and soft.
He chuckled `` I thought it was exciting just having a spry blowie. ``
'' Yeah, me too. But I still want that, chum. I still want to soak up your tool until you cum in my mouth. ``
'' Now worries. We only just got here. I want to do you too. ``
Susan chirped up. `` You guys buy us dinner and we 'll go a s bout. I know Marti wants my snatch, do n't you sweetie ? ``
Now Marti seemed as shy and reserved as Susan had in the bar downstairs. Their roles had switched, but they seemed to have found the ones that suited them best.
Jon and I did n't have office. We were into getting each other off.
Which we did.
Repeatedly for the side by side two day.
Sometimes in the company of Susan and Marti, sometimes alone. Marti did n't get doubled up the way Susan had, but she did get fucked by all three of us in chronological sequence, at one point.
It was the expert hart weekend ever. All four of us agreed on that.
Now that our champion are married, Marti and I have a variety of affair. We meet every so often for a bemused weekend.
She 's is dulcet and aphrodisiacal and her pussy is still the best I ever tasted .