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I’d been working in my gardens for a few hours when some very special friends stopped by. I live far off the road, so my closest neighbors are 1/4 of a mile away. This gives me a lot of privacy, so I usually work naked in my gardens. I was busy weeding the corn when Stacey and Brad drove up on their Harley. We’ve been enjoying (soft) HotWife/cuckold threesome fun for about 15 years and usually get together at least once a month, often twice a month. When they saw me, they waved then went on up to my house. A couple minutes later, I saw them headed back down to me….both naked. They were out for a ride and decided to stop up to see what I was up to. I’d done 23 rows and had 2 rows left, so Brad said they’d help me finish. He ran over the garden shed and returned with 2 hoes. We soon were finished, but all three of us were soaked with sweat. After we put the hoes away, we headed up the house.

I’d built an outside 4 head shower on the patio near the pool several years before, so the three of us were soon enjoying a refreshing shower. Brad and I made sure Stacey was nice and clean then she made sure we were nice and clean. Needless to say, all 3 of us were very aroused! I had Brad help me get the “sex pad” out of the pool house and spread it on the patio. As we were doing that, Stacey went inside get us drinks, and also cranked up the stereo, so classic rock was soon blasting from the 4 outside speakers. It was a bit too loud, but she didn’t give me a chance to go inside to turn it down….she was on her knees sucking my cock. Brad joined us, scooted under her, and started feasting on her pussy as she sucked my cock.

Soon, I was ready to go, but I wanted a taste of her wonderful nectar first. I had her lay on her back and started licking as Brad knelt by her head and fed her his cock. She was soon in need of my cock in her pussy. She rolled onto her hands and knees and begged me to give her a good, long and hard fucking! She was doing her best to suck Brad’s cock as I fucked her. After having her pussy licked for such a long time, she was soon enjoying a very powerful orgasm, screaming out loudly.

Brad moved under her in a 69 as I continued fucking her. She again exploded in another thunderous orgasm, screaming out in pleasure. Brad pulled out from under her then jumped back as he was staring at something behind him. I quickly looked in the direction where Brad was looking. There stood a woman who had been delivering packages to my home for years. She was wearing her brown uniform, standing staring at us. I grabbed a towel and wrapped it around my waist as Brad and Stacey ran into my bedroom. The music was soon turned off.

Marsha and I usually talked a few minutes if I was home when she’d make a delivery. We’d flirt a bit but had never done anything more than friendly flirtation. I walked over to her and apologized. She said I had nothing to apologize for and then added that she was sorry she interrupted our fun. We talked a bit more then she left. Brad and Stacey soon joined me. Stacey is bi, and she asked if I’d ever explored a homeowner/delivery woman fantasy with her. I laughed and told her “no,” then added that we did enjoy flirting when she’d make a delivery. Stacey said she was very attractive, and that brown uniform didn’t hide her sexy body at all. I jokingly asked her if she now had her own “delivery woman” fantasy. We then went inside, threw together a light lunch, then returned to the patio, and enjoyed our lunch…..still naked.

As we ate, Stacey and Brad asked questions about Marsha. She is a very attractive woman, mid-40s, married, with 2 children, and lives about 35 miles away. She’s tall, probably 5’5, with long, red hair, amazing green eyes, and her body was a very sexy hourglass, big breasts, small waist, and an amazing ass….. probably 38-26-36. Her uniform doesn’t hide her nipples when she’s aroused…..they seem to be rather large, and I’ve seen them trying to poke through her uniform shirt many times over the past years. Her tight work pants don’t hide her sexy ass either…. I’ve had many lusty thoughts about her, but other than flirting, I’ve never made a move on her simply because I didn’t want to lose her in case I made her uncomfortable, and she’d ask for a different route.

We continued talking about Marsha, and it was clear that they were just as aroused by her as I was. I told them that while flirting with her over the years, she had never shown any interest in taking it beyond flirting even though she’d caught me naked while outside working at least a dozen times. After we ate, we enjoyed some more fun over the next 4 hours before they left.

The following Monday, Marsha dropped off a package, but I wasn’t home. She’d taped a not to the package that read, “I’m disappointed! I was looking forward to another show!” then she’d kissed the note leaving lipstick lips on the note. She never wore any makeup while working….. I was expecting another package, so I got some sidewalk chalk and wrote, “I’ll try to set up another one Marsha! ” then set the box on a bench by the garage where she’d put my packages. On Thursday, I was gathering eggs when I heard her coming up my very long driveway. I watched as she got out then read my note. She set the package on the bench, saw the sidewalk chalk, picked up a piece then was busy writing something as I walked up behind her. Her pants were very tight on her sexy ass as she bent over to write. I couldn’t resist and put my hand in that sexy ass for the first time. She jumped a bit out of surprise, then turned, saw me naked then stared at my growing cock.

We talked for just a few minutes, and she asked if I enjoyed sex with couples often. She was very flustered, so I knew she was very aroused, and those big nipples were at full erection. I asked her if she ever thought about being the center of attention with 2 men giving her pleasure. She just shook her head to say, “Yes” I then told her that Stacey enjoyed other women and was very interested in her. I then asked if she’d ever thought about other women. Again, she shook her head to say “Yes” then said she had to go. After she left, I called Brad and told him what had just happened. About half an hour later, Stacey called and asked what I was doing the next night… We made plans to go to dinner then come back to my house afterward.

On Friday, as we ate dinner, Stacey kept touching herself discreetly, then she gave each of us taste her nectar from her fingers. Afterward, at my house, we were able to talk openly, and we discussed what might take place if Marsha and her husband ever decided to explore with others. We were on fire and ended up playing until 2am. I woke about 6am to find Stacey sucking my cock. We enjoyed a 69, then a slow, gentle fuck before falling back asleep. I woke at 9am, and we fixed breakfast. They soon joined me, and after we ate, we enjoyed a short swim and some MFM fun. They had to leave at about 1pm to attend a family party. Before they left, Stacey asked if I was expecting any deliveries next week. I told her I should get a package on Thursday or Friday. She told me to let her know, and she’d take the day off, so she could be here when Marsha made the delivery.

I called Stacey on Wednesday night and told her my package should be here tomorrow. Two hours later, I saw headlights coming up my driveway… Stacey decided to spend the night with me in case Marsha showed up early. I laughed and told her that my packages were always delivered in the afternoon. She responded by saying, “It doesn’t matter, I’m so aroused, I just want to be fucked as many times as you can fuck me. She then said that she and Brad had fucked twice already, and she needed more, so Brad suggested she go to see me. She was leaking his cum when she stripped. We enjoyed 2 hours of steamy fun before drifting off sleep, then woke at 5am, and fucked again. I showered while she slept more then I started with my chores. Stacey joined me a couple hours later, naked as me….well, we both were wearing work boots. We took a break about noon, took a quick shower, ate lunch then enjoyed some sex again.

We’d just finished and were headed to the shower when we heard Marsha’s big truck coming up the driveway. I quickly went to make sure it was Marsha, then called out, “I’m on the patio.” In less than a minute, Marsha rounded the corner and saw us sitting at the table. I’d grabbed an extra glass for Marsha, so I asked her if she needed a cool glass of lemonade. I handed it to her. As she was drinking, Stacey spread her legs, and Marsha saw my cum leaking from Stacey’s pussy. She was clearly aroused when she first joined us, but she was even more so once she saw the creampie. She stared for at least a minute, then looked at my cock, which was glistening from Stacey’s juices. She said she had to leave before she did something that would get her fired. Stacey told me she’d be right back then ran after Marsha.

I heard the truck leave, but Stacey never returned. I finally walked to the front, but she wasn’t there. I figured she must’ve gone through the house to return to the patio, so she could clean the mess between her legs. She was nowhere to be found. When I went back out front, I could see her coming back up my driveway barefoot. I knew the concrete might be a bit warm, so I jumped in my truck and drove down to get her. She was all smiles… She had ridden down the end of my driveway so she could talk with Marsha. Marsha had told her husband about what she’d seen that first day. She’d also told her husband about how she caught me naked many times and how we’d flirt when she’d make a delivery. She then told me that they’d been talking about exploring with others even before they got married more than 20 years before, but it was just fantasy talk. However, since she first caught us that Friday, they were talking about joining us as their fantasy. The more they talked, the more excited they got. They’d always laugh afterward and say, it’s just fantasy talk, it’ll never really happen. However, they were now starting to think about exploring with others…with us!

As Stacey told me about their short conversation, we both got very aroused. We were kissing when Stacey pushed her fingers into her pussy then brought them up to our lips, so we could taste the mixture of our juices. Afterward, she pulled back and said, “I did that with Marsha!” I asked how she responded. Stacey said she dipped her fingers in her pussy 3 more times and put her fingers in Marsha’s mouth each time, and she sucked them clean. I took Stacey into my bed and fucked her harder than I’d ever fucked a woman. She loved it. We were both out of control with lust. Even though I’d filled her less than an hour before, my orgasm was amazingly thunderous, and I filled her with a huge load of come. I rolled off her, gasping for air. Even though she’d enjoyed 2 thunderous orgasms as I fucked her, she needed more. She lifted herself over top of me and lowered her cum-filled pussy onto my mouth.

I’ve enjoyed many creampies with many women over the years, but I’d never gone down on Stacey afterward…..that had always been Brad’s job. I ate her and ate her….probably for at least 30 minutes, and she just went from one orgasm to another. We ended up fucking 2 more times before she left at about 5pm. We were both totally wiped out but very satisfied! Brad called me when he got home….. Stacey was sleeping. I filled him in on what all happened. He called me back a few hours later and said he’d thought I was making up a story, but Stacey finally woke up and told him the story.

A few minutes after I finished talking to Brad the 2nd time, the phone rang again. I thought it was Stacey calling to talk about what we’d done as Brad licked her pussy…..something we’d done many times over the past years after she’d spent the day with me. I foolishly said, “Do you need some mental stimulation, Stacey?” There was silence for several seconds, then a voice said, “Well, my wife has been giving me mental stimulation ever since she got home from work.” I then heard laughter… Then I heard Marsh’s voice saying, “Hi Tom, have your ears been ringing…..we’ve been talking about you, Stacey, and Brad for the past 5 hours.” She then said, “Tom, let me introduce you to my husband, Doug!”

Doug then said, “I’ve heard a lot about you over the past years, and I thank you for not pushing Marsha into doing something behind my back.” He added, “We’ve always enjoyed talking about other people joining us, but not actually going through with it, just as a fantasy that we’d never do in real life.” Marsha then added, “When I told him about seeing you naked, and how big your cock was even soft, we’d both get aroused, but when I told Doug about seeing you fucking Stacey as Brad lay under her in a 69, it took us to an entirely new fantasy!” Doug then said that he honestly thinks that deep down, they both had always wanted to explore with others, and with Marsha actually seeing it happen in real life, it got them talking about actually doing it!”

We talked for 2 hours that night and discussed many different things from A to Z… I told them about how I was introduced to this type of fun, how I never rushed into anything, how I was very careful and selective about who I played with, and got tested every on a regular basis. I also told them that I expected them to do even though they’d been married so many years. We talked about going to dinner to get to know each other better and made a date for Saturday night with nothing sexual planned until they got their test results back. We talked A LOT more that night before ending the conversation. They were fucking as we talked, and Masha enjoyed 4 very powerful orgasms. It was very clear when Doug enjoyed his orgasm….he was very vocal!

We met at a nice restaurant about 1/2 way between us and enjoyed a very nice time. We had to be very careful so others didn’t overhear us when we talked about sex. Afterward, we drove to a very small lake and walked around on the trail. We were able to talk openly, and they kissed and caressed each other several times during our walk. When we were almost back out of our vehicles, they asked if I wanted to watch them… of course, I said, “YES!!!!” We were a couple miles from the nearest house, and there were no people at the lake, so there was no danger of getting caught. Despite being very, very aroused, Doug had great staying power and lasted for more than 1/2 an hour before filling his beautiful, sexy wife. Marsha enjoyed several very powerful orgasms…. because I was caressing her huge nipples and rubbing her rather large clit…… Marsha was very vocal, moaning and gasping loudly as he fucked her, begging him to fuck her harder and faster. Each time she orgasmed, she screamed loudly with pleasure. Needless to say, I was also very aroused and very hard. I finally pulled out my cock, and started stroking as I watched them. We were all very tempted to have me join them but somehow had the will power wait for the test results.

The next day, Brad and Stacey were coming to my house for a BBQ, along with another couple, Walt and Jen, a couple we were both friends with, but they knew nothing about the fun I shared with Brad and Stacey. I knew that Walt and Jen had to attend a function with her family later in the day, so I thought it’d be the perfect time for Doug and Marsha to get to know Brad and Stacey in a strictly social setting then discuss fantasy fun after Walt and Jen left. I checked with Brad and Stacey, and they were all for it, so I called Doug and Marsha. They thought it was a great idea too. They showed up about noon on Sunday with a big bowl of potato salad and a just-baked Raspberry pie. Doug brought along a bottle of Bird Doug, Blackberry bourbon. My favorite bourbon when I drink. I asked how he knew it was favorite, he laughed and said he didn’t know, but he’d tried it a few years before and loved how smooth it was. Shortly after, Brad and Stacey arrived. We got to talk openly for about 15 minutes before Walt and Jen arrived. They got along great, and I could see that Doug was very aroused by Stacey. She’s also a beautiful woman with pale white skin, long dark hair, and very blue eyes.

Soon, Walt and Jen got there, so we had to behave ourselves. The chicken was freshly harvested and tasted great, as did everything. Afterward, we lounged in the pool and talked. It’s a shame Jen isn’t interested in exploring with others. Walt knew that I enjoyed sex with other couples (he didn’t know about the fun I shared with Brad and Stacey) but had told me once about his fantasy of sharing Jen with another man. He convinced her to try it with me about 15 years before, and we started a bit…..she enjoyed my going down on her as Walt watched, and even enjoyed 2 orgasms as I explored and stimulated her very sexy, petite body. When I moved up and slowly slid into her very tight pussy, I could see tears in her eyes.

I stopped and asked if she was OK. She couldn’t talk but nodded her head to say, “Yes” I continued to push in deeper. My cock isn’t a monster, but it’s a couple inches above average and a bit thicker than average. She was very tight, very wet, but so tight, I knew it was uncomfortable for her. When Walt pulled his shorts off, I saw his cock was hard, but on the small side…. 4″ long and 1 1/4″ across. I knew why she was so tight. I asked her if I was too big for her. She said she’d never been with anyone but Walt. I asked if she wanted me to stop. She asked me to go down on her again. I did and brought her right to the edge, then quickly moved up, rubbed my cock on her clit until her orgasm took over her body then gently slid inside her again. She enjoyed a very thunderous orgasm. She was able to take all 8″, and I was able to fuck her with full strokes. I didn’t pound her pussy hard, just went in and out with slow strokes. She was loving it and enjoyed 3 more very powerful orgasms before I filled her pussy. I honestly thought she was going want enjoy this often.

She was sore but didn’t show any signs of remorse. We didn’t do anything more, just talked, and she seemed fine. After they went home, she started to regret what she’d done. Walt called me the next day and told me. The three of us talked, and I promised her I’d never tell our friends and that I’d respect her wishes and wouldn’t try to get her to do it again. When Walt left us to get drinks, she did say that she enjoyed it and had never experienced sex like that. She said that wasn’t Walt’s smaller cock; he just wasn’t very good at sex. She loved him and didn’t want to hurt him, and again asked that I never try to change her mind. Every so often, when we’re partying, we’ll make eye contact, and I’m sure she’s fondly remembering that day, but she’s never approached me, and I’ve lived up my promise.

After they left the BBQ, the 5 of us talked and talked about what everyone wanted to experience. We made plans to get together in 3 weeks on a Saturday and Sunday when we were all free.

To be continued…

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My birthday was a week away when I got the invitation. It was from Candace, a girl I’d met over the Internet and chatted with for several months; in fact, we’d never met, but over time we’d become very close. We shared important news, talked about politics and culture, and shared our sexual fantasies with each other. (I’d even told her about my bisexual fantasies.)

She had a boyfriend, Brad, and she was very satisfied with him, so we’d been contented with just writing. That all changed the day I got her email. “For your birthday,” it said, “I’ve planned a party. Be at my house at 8pm” — and it gave directions. I was very excited. We would finally get to meet. Of course, I hoped we’d do more than just meet, but I scolded myself for thinking it. I shouldn’t assume that she’d cheat on her boyfriend like that. I got a little dressed up, and at 8 o’clock exactly, I was knocking on her door.

A few seconds later, it opened, and there she stood, her bright eyes smiling at me. She had long, curly blonde hair and mischievous eyes. She wore a low-cut blue skirt which was very short and very flattering. I smiled, feeling my heart race.

“Hi,” I said nervously.

“Happy birthday,” she smiled and reached up to kiss me on the cheek. I actually blushed. I’d seen pictures of her before, and she was more beautiful in person. “Shall we go?” she asked.

“Where?”

“To dinner, of course,” she said, laughing. “I’ve got the place picked out already.”

We jumped in my car, and a little while later, we were talking and laughing in a dark restaurant with sparkling silverware and candles. Since we’d written for so long, it wasn’t at all like a first date–we knew each other very well. But I chided myself again. This wasn’t a date at all; it couldn’t be. She and Brad were still together. But I still avoided bringing up the name and was happy she didn’t talk about him. We might be “just friends,” but I could at least spend the dinner wishful. We finished, and I drove her back to her house. I parked the car and walked her to the door.

“Well, thanks,” I said. “That was very nice. I’m glad to have met you in person finally.” I smiled and was about to kiss her goodnight. I hoped she wouldn’t stop me.

“Aren’t you coming in?” she said, with an innocent tone in her voice. Instantly that tone disappeared, as she added, “You want to get your present, don’t you?” and she stared straight into my eyes. She didn’t have to ask twice. I leaned down, put my hands on her hips, and leaned in to kiss her gently, lightly, not entirely sure that I should. But she didn’t resist. Instead, she put her arms around my neck and kissed me back. We scooted back through her door and into her living room as our kiss got more intense; her tongue was sweet and sexy in my mouth, and our breathing was coming faster and faster.

I backed her into the couch, my hands sliding up her sides as she lay back. I never wanted to stop kissing her and feeling the curves of her body under my hands. I was reaching up with one hand to cup her breast and down with another to feel the smoothness of her leg. She reached back with her hand and laced her fingers in my hair, pulling my mouth against hers as I began to slide the strap of her dress from her shoulder. She dragged her hand down my back and then around, and I felt the palm of her hand on my cock, rigid and inflamed now with my desire for her. My other hand had moved up her thigh, and I could feel her wetness even before I touched the damp silk of her panties. She gasped as my fingers traced the lips of her pussy gently, savoring every moment of the feeling.

I raised up, intending to slide her dress off, but she was faster and leaned up to undo my belt and pants. In a second, she had my cock free, so hard it almost hurt, and pounding lightly with every heartbeat. She smiled up at me as she slowly wrapped her fingers around me, and I thought I would pass out at the pleasure. My whole frame was quivering slightly with excitement as she began to slide her fingers up and down my shaft.

I threw my head back and groaned at the pleasure, and the next thing I felt was her lips surrounding the head of my penis. Her tongue flickered over me so fast it felt like a thousand tongues, and my excitement was such that I couldn’t hold back any longer. Without any warning, my balls burst, and a stream of cum jetted into her mouth, and another one and another.

She smiled as she swallowed my seed, her tongue working faster and faster to not miss a single drop. My body shook and shook, and finally, the last drops of my cum had filled her mouth, and she pulled away from me, a long string of sperm joining the tip of my cock to her tongue. She caught it with a finger and traced it into her mouth to show that she had drunk all of me. I loved her for it. I reached down and kissed her desperately, feeling the heat of my cum still on her tongue, and I rolled her over on top of me and pulled the straps of her dress down. She giggled a little as her breasts fell free, and I gasped at her beauty. I felt high; I saw little streaks in my eyesight; my whole body felt hot to the touch.

I slid my hands up her legs and grasped the lacy top of her panties. She pushed herself up so I could slide them down and off of her, and soon she was free, the dress hanging loosely from her waist. She kneeled back down again, her legs on either side of my head, and my mouth was instantly engulfed in the hot wetness of her pussy. I raced my tongue up and down her crack, feeling her wet insides open for my tongue.

“Ohhh,” she moaned as I tasted her sweet juices. My hands cupped her ass, feeding her pussy harder onto my tongue and loving every second. She rolled her hips back and forth, and moaned louder as I moved the tip of my tongue up and down, then as deep into her as I could reach, and then back up to brush over her clitoris. Then I pushed it back into her. It took a few minutes of his before she was jerking her hips up and down on my face, her gasps turning into yelps.

Finally, I felt her legs squeeze hard against my head, and her whole body trembled. She was silent for a split second and then let out a yell of joy as she came against my tongue. It felt like she was turning inside out, her muscles quivering, her cum pouring against my lips, the perspiration coating her smooth legs. I loved knowing that I had made her come. It was amazing. She slowly pushed herself off of me, scooting back from my face. She smiled down at me, her eyes half-closed with dazed pleasure. I smiled back and was about to speak when I felt her pussy contact my once-more hardened cock. She kept staring at my face as she lowered herself onto me. I couldn’t move. I just stared back as I felt myself enter her, pushing deep inside her belly until finally, I was as deep as I could reach. She paused for a second, closing her eyes. Her mouth opened just slightly. She was incredibly beautiful; the lights in the room seemed to reflect off her whole body like an aura. Candace began to move, her swaying hair making a halo around her face and her hips rising and falling over my cock. I reached my hands up to her hips to help her move as she fucked me.

“Ohh!” she shouted. Her breasts swayed before my eyes, the nipples hard and perfect. She would rise up and then slam herself back down on me, letting out a cry whenever my cock would penetrate her again. Her belly was so hot against me that I could hardly believe it. I had fantasized about this for so long. “Oh, God Candace YES!” I yelled. After a few minutes of this, I grabbed her and rolled her over, so I was on top. I reached my arms beneath her and grasped her shoulders, and began to slam myself into her as hard as I could. I pulled my whole cock from her and then thrust it as deep in her as I could reach, feeling her body jerk. Then I would pull back again. She was screaming with joy, her eyes shut hard, a tiny wrinkle forming between her eyebrows. She was loving every second of it, and I never wanted it to end either, but I could feel the end coming on. I began to pace myself, teasing her slightly. Then I stopped still.

“Oh, fuck me!” she gasped.

“Fuck me please?” I laughed.

“Oh, god, fuck me PLEASE!” She cried. I slammed into her again, pumping hard, and her body began to shake. “Oh, god, I’m going to come! Yes, Bill!”

I held her tight. I wanted to feel every shiver of her orgasm. I was fucking her with all my might, particles of sweat were raining down from my forehead, and her whole body would spasm with every thrust of my hips.

“Oh, Bill! Oh GOD!”

She began to come, her eyes opening wide, then her mouth, in a silent scream. I felt her nipples tighten against my chest, her breathing catch for a split second. The wave of ecstasy reared up, hesitated, and then came crashing over her. She screamed in shock, and her body exploded on me. I could feel her pussy clamping down, and the sight of her back arching, her head thrown back in ecstasy, and the feeling of her quaking body was all too much. The dam burst again, and I came deep inside her belly, pouring the rest of my cum inside her with a few spasmodic jerks of my hips.

Her fingers were digging into my back, my arms were clenching her so tight against me she could hardly breathe. I thought we might burst. Then, gradually, peace came to us, and our panting, soaked bodies fell back to the couch together. We kissed, our chests rising and falling against each other as we relaxed and our muscles loosened. Neither of us could speak. We could lie there catching our breath. I brushed the sweat-soaked strands of hair from her forehead with the tip of my finger.

“Thanks,” I gasped, “for the — birthday — present.”

She smiled and closed her eyes.

“That wasn’t your birthday present,” she said. I frowned, and she opened her eyes again. “That was for me,” she said. “Your present’s in the closet.” “Huh?” I said. I waited for a second; I didn’t want to leave her body. “Go on,” she whispered, smiling gently. The curiosity was too much. I slowly slid my deflating cock out of her and got up. My feet made funny slapping noises as I padded down the hall with my cock swaying absurdly between my legs. I reached the closet door, and with one hand, I slowly opened it.

There stood Brad. He was naked. Candace’s voice drifted up from behind the back of the couch. “Happy birthday.”

He was gorgeous. His body was perfectly formed, muscular but not extreme, with just the tiniest trace of love handles. He had short black hair and hard eyes. His chest was broad and flat, with a little hair, which thinned to a tiny stripe down to his belly button. Then there was his cock–it was huge, and it stuck out straight at me. I paused a second, still struck by his beauty. And then, without a word, I fell to my knees.

His hand touched the back of my head very gently, guiding me to the target. But I didn’t need any help. I wanted every bit of him. I opened my mouth and took the head of his perfect manhood in. He tasted just as I’d imagined; hot and masculine and wonderful. He must have been watching us, I thought. He won’t be able to last for very long, probably. But I was wrong. I licked and sucked and raised my hands up to cup the heavy balls that swayed beneath, but he didn’t come.

I pumped the shaft while swirling my tongue around the tip, but he still didn’t come. That was fine by me. I wanted to worship him forever. But after a while, I felt him reach down and pull at my shoulders. I obeyed and stood. He wrapped his arms around me and kissed me, a deep soul kiss, his tongue against mine. I could feel his cock push against me, and mine began to rise again as well. I heard a quiet sound as Candace walked up behind me. “You’ve wanted this for a long time, Bill,” she said, “but you’ve always been afraid. Now I’ll be here with you the whole way. There’s nothing to fear.” I broke our kiss and smiled at her as I slowly reached over and took his shaft in my hand.

“It’s wonderful, Candace,” I said. “You’re wonderful.” We walked silently to the bedroom, and Brad let me down, his mouth sliding down the side of my neck and over my chest. But his powerful hands held my waist and guided me around, so gently but insistently that I barely noticed as he positioned me on my hands and knees. The bed moved, and immediately, Candace was lying beside me, her face directly beneath mine. “I’ll be right here,” she whispered, and I felt her hand take mine. Her fingers interlaced with mine just as I felt Brad’s hand between my buttocks, spreading baby oil down the crack and against my opening. My heart was beating so fast it felt like it was in my skull. I couldn’t speak but could let out a squeaky sort of moan when I felt his finger penetrate me.

I closed my eyes for a moment, and when I opened them, Candace was still there, her beautiful face beneath me. Very slowly, I leaned my head down and kissed her as gently as rain. At that instant, I felt the shifting of the bed as Brad positioned himself behind me and guided the tip of his shaft to my ass. The moment was here. I tightened my hand on Candace’s as he began to push — push — push — the pressure getting harder as my ass stretched, and then finally, like a release, the head of his massive shaft was inside me. I let out my breath as he sank inch after inch inside me. It felt like it was going in forever–every inch felt like a foot, and I was being split apart. But I loved it. The feeling of surrender was incredible. Finally, after an eternity, I felt his hips lock against mine, and I knew he was inside me completely. “Oh… GOD!” I cried. “Oh…oh god.”

I couldn’t speak, I couldn’t think, all I could do was love the feeling until he pulled back with his hips and began to leave me. I felt myself begin to panic–he couldn’t leave now! But in a flash, he was pushing back into me, and I felt his hips against my ass again. He was fucking me, thrusting his cock into my guts again and again. Each thrust was faster than the last until he had a perfect rhythm going against me. I smiled down at Candace as she watched my face swaying back and forth over her. “Oh, he’s perfect!” I said. “Oh, fuck me!”

His thrusts were coming faster now. I was so impressed with his stamina. But it couldn’t go forever, and soon I heard his panting grow louder, and his fingers began to tighten against my hips as he pulled me back and forth over his dick. Then he let out a low groan, and his hips smashed against me. His groan rose louder and louder into a shout, and then he wrapped his arms around my ribs in a great bear-hug and yanked me back against his cock. His body heaved massively, and his cock burst inside me, spraying his cum inside my ass. He pushed me forward and then again heaved me back against his powerful hips as his balls pulsed a second load of cum into me. He was still shouting. “Ahhhh!” as his body quaked a third time, and then a fourth.

His arms were crushing me against his spouting cock, and then his strength began to wane. His hips still lurched rhythmically, his cock–somewhere in my guts– pulsed like a heartbeat, pouring his sperm inside me. A few more squirts, and finally, he released me, his strength spent. It was overwhelming. We spent the night sleeping in each other’s arms. I had never known such peace. In the morning, I awoke to the sounds of lovemaking. Brad was thrusting his massive cock into Candace from behind, right beside me. I just lie there, watching the beautiful couple fucking each other peacefully. And then I slid over beneath them that I could watch him penetrate her body with the same wonderful force that he’d just used on me. When he could take it no longer, he let out the same wonderful growl, jerked his cock from her, and poured his sperm into my waiting mouth. I knew we would be together for a long time to come.

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I arrived in downtown San Diego for a work trip, ready to get checked into my hotel and out exploring the area as quickly as possible.

The woman at the front desk, Emma, was both stunning and kind, exactly the woman you picture if you think Southern California and close your eyes. I asked for guidance on places nearby to eat or grab drinks, and her enthusiasm was almost enough for me to get the nerve to ask if she’d like to join me when she got off, but I just can’t be the guy that harasses a person just trying to earn a living. After setting my bags down in my room, I decided to look around online before hitting the streets. Being bi and closeted, I looked forward to these solo work trips.

I immediately found myself engaged in conversation with a man that worked nearby. He soon explained that he was leaving for the day and would be back online 30 to 45 minutes after his commute. Realizing it was now or never, I asked if he’d like to join me for a walk around the area and possibly a drink. He said he’d love to and to be outside his office in minutes.

I was waiting outside before he came out of the parking deck, putting on his jacket. He walked straight over to me and introduced himself as Manny. Standing about 5’5”, with a somewhat stocky figure, he was very cute in a boyish way. He definitely didn’t look a day over his twenty- years.

As we walked, he explained that he had moved to San Diego from South Texas after graduating from college a few months ago and that it was the first time in his life he had been open about his sexuality. He’d not yet told his parents or many of his friends back home, but he planned to do so soon and was nervously excited.

We soon found ourselves in a cozy wine bar in Italy that Emma had recommended, enjoying a nice bottle and some appetizers. It was fun chatting with a guy that was so excited about his city and his future. The wine certainly helped keep the conversation moving, and at times a bit flirty, especially after an intoxicated woman at the next table told us we were a cute couple.

After leaving the bar, we walked down the street towards his car, and he locked his arm into mine. My natural instinct was to pull away, but I relaxed, letting him enjoy the public moment and eventually enjoying it myself. When we stopped at a corner near my hotel, I pointed over and asked him if he’d like to come up to my room for a drink. He smartly asked me, “do you even have anything to drink in your room?”

“No,” I answered with a smile before we leaned into each other for our first kiss.

“I’d love to come up to your room,” Manny replied confidently.

As we walked into the lobby with our bodies pulled together, his arm still intertwined with mine. Emma locked eyes with me, then lit up happily before saying, “Welcome back, Mr. Stratton.” Her approving smile honestly turned me on even more.

We started making out as soon as the elevator doors closed, my body pressing Manny’s into the wall for the short ride up to my room. We busted through the hotel room door, and clothes started flying off our bodies. I quickly found my naked back pressed against the bare glass of the floor to ceiling window while Manny kneeled in front of me, aggressively sucking my cock for the neighboring buildings or even people walking past to potentially see.

I knew I was going to cum faster than I wanted if I didn’t pull him off, so I grabbed him and pushed him towards the bed. I started sucking him, trying to match his previous enthusiasm. He soon flipped over onto his stomach, and I licked at his ass a few times before I started rubbing my cock in his crack and teasing his hole until it hit me that I didn’t bring condoms or lube. I stopped the fun for a second to tell him of my dilemma and to explain that we should focus on oral fun. “Check the inside pocket of my jacket by the door,” he cooed.

“A good bottom always comes prepared,” I laughed as I rushed across the room. Manny took me back in his mouth, getting my cock wet as I tore open the condom. I wanted to see his face as I penetrated him, so I dragged him to the edge of the bed and told him to hold his legs up. I loved watching him squirm as I applied the lube to his hole with my finger. His tight ass was more than ready for my cock, and readily accepted me as I slowly pushed inside him. His look of lust turned me on even more as he moaned in front of me.

After a few minutes, I knew I wanted him to cum first, so I pulled out and started sucking him. He pulled at my hair as he erupted quickly in my mouth, and I swallowed every drop.

It wasn’t long before I flipped him over and crawled behind him on the bed, pushing inside his ass without resistance, fucking him harder and deeper with each stroke. I loved feeling exposed by the open window and our brightly lit room, so I grabbed Manny and pushed him towards the glass. He put his palms out against the glass, staring at the city around us as I held his hips and fucked his tight ass.

I knew my moment had arrived, as I pulled him back and just said, “knees!”

He dropped down as I pulled off the condom and pointed my dick at his mouth. His mouth felt like heaven at that moment, as I stood above him with one hand on the window and the other on his head. He greedily took down all my cum as it flowed into his mouth.

Our evening ended with a shower and cuddling in bed as we drifted off to sleep. After Manny left in the morning, I stood naked by the window watching him walk down the street back towards his office, laughing to myself that he was going to have to explain to his coworkers why he was still wearing yesterday’s clothes.

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My wife and I had arrived late to the party, and as we walked through the door, we were greeted enthusiastically by everyone. Ashley smiled ahead of me at all of our friends as I shook hands and stole a glance every couple of seconds at her ass. She was wearing a white dress that hugged her sides tightly. I studied the way that her thin waist curved gently out to her wide hips and felt myself getting hard in my pants. I turned my focus to my buddy Max who had been rambling on about his new truck, and realized that he had just asked me a question. He smiled and mentioned that he had also noticed how good my wife looked in her dress tonight, and I sheepishly smiled back and apologized for not paying attention.

As the night dragged on, my eyes kept wandering back to Ash in her white mini dress. Her asscheeks were peeking out the bottom, and she kept having to pull her dress down. The top of the dress hugged her bust and made her tits look quite a bit bigger than their actual size 34b. Her skin was soft and lightly tanned, and her golden hair spiraled down her back and shimmered in the light. I kept thinking to myself that I was certainly the luckiest guy at the party that I got to go home with her. After a few hours and a few too many drinks, everyone at the party was dancing in the living room, and I watched as many of them stumbled around. Ashley was dancing in the center of the room with a bunch of her friends, and they laughed and giggled as they had the time of their lives.

I noticed Max intently watching the group across the room, and it appeared that his eyes were locked onto Ashley as well. I wasn’t at all bothered by it. Who could blame him for staring at the hot blonde shaking her ass in a short and tight dress in the middle of the room? As it started to get late, the party died, and everyone went home. Before we knew it, Ashley and I were the last people left, besides Max, who owned the house. I sat in the corner, too buzzed to move as the room was spinning, and watched as Max and Ashley had a drunk conversation that made her giggle quite a bit. Eventually, I started to sober up just enough to walk over and grab her by the hand. I pulled her up to her feet and started to dance with her. The music had slowed and lost some of its liveliness, but it wasn’t quite slow enough to call it slow dancing. We stumbled around for a bit, and Max cheered us on from the corner.

He must have finally been tired of sitting by himself because he decided to come over and join in on the fun. He grabbed my wife by her side and looked at me as he asked if I minded. Obviously, I wasn’t going to tell him to go sit back down and be lonely in his own home, so I said no and backed off slightly as he pulled her away and began to twirl her around the room. I watched as they danced and laughed, and I now took on the role of cheering them on. I saw Max’s hand resting on the top of her ass and slowly dropping just a centimeter at a time. Eventually, he had his hand around her ass, and I don’t even think she noticed. I didn’t think much of it, knowing that he was drunk and she was in no better shape. In fact, it even made me stiffen a bit in my jeans. As they continued to spin around the room, his other hand slid further up her side until his hand was supporting her breast more so than her bra was. I watched as her head fell back and her gold hair ran off her head like a waterfall pouring over a cliff.

Max stared intently at her tits, and he finally looked over at me and instantly turned bright red when he realized that I was watching how much he was enjoying this intimate moment with my wife. He didn’t stop dancing with her, but I could tell that he was kicking himself for not behaving. His hands slid back to her sides. I can’t explain it, but I actually wanted to see him make a move. Something in me was dying to see him lean in and kiss her or cup her breast with his hand. He looked at me once again, as if to make sure that I wasn’t getting angry or jealous. I gave him the most reassuring look I possibly could and then watched his hands slowly start making their way back to her ass and tits. He kept glancing at me as his hands slid closer and closer to their target. I kept giving him the same approving look. Finally, with her head resting on his shoulder and eyes closed, his hand cupped her lower ass cheek, and he gave a squeeze. She jumped and looked at him directly in the eye but didn’t break off from his embrace. His other hand slid and firmly squeezed her breast. She quickly looked back at me, and I smiled at her. She laughed playfully and asked me, “are you seeing any of this?” I responded that I had been watching the whole time. She then asked if I was okay with what he was doing. “Baby, I love you, and I trust you, and I trust that you love me. You are welcome to do what you want,” I replied.

She kind of dropped her jaw in a smile of disbelief. She then turned back to Max, who leaned in and bit her neck. Ashley again dropped her head backward and then let out a slight moan. She looked at me more times as I smiled and silently mouthed the words “enjoy it” to her. Her eyes closed, and her hands started to explore Max’s body. He squeezed her breast even harder now and leaned into her, forcing her to lean backward as she moaned with pleasure. His hand slipped from her ass, her back, and to her hair. He grabbed a handful of it as he turned her face towards his and then locked lips with hers, and they kissed for what seemed like a really long time as his hand kneaded her breast. Finally, he forced his tongue into her mouth, and she returned the favor. I watched as another man groped and made out with my wife. His hands made their way to the zipper on her dress and slowly dropped the zipper pull to her ass. As he pulled away from her, her dress fell around her body to the floor, and she stepped out of it towards him.

He stared now at her mostly naked body as she stood there in her bra, lacy panties, and high heels. He turned to me and remarked that I am the luckiest guy he’s ever known. I smiled at him as he lunged forward like a lion snatching its prey. He gripped her sides and spun her quickly around before pulling her hips backwards into him. Her ass smashed into his crotch, and his hands quickly slid to her breasts. She arched her back, keeping her ass pressed against his genitals. As he groped her chest frantically. Her head fell backward onto his shoulder, and he reached to her throat, collaring it with his hand as his mouth forced its way to hers. They made out like this as she let out a soft moan in between kissing. His other hand slid down her tight stomach and began to rub her pussy through her panties. She gasped as his fingers brushed her clit. After a while of doing this, max spun her back around to face him and undid her bra as they playfully tongued at each other. Once he undid her bra, he pulled it away from her and threw it in my direction, then stared down at her bare tits. Her nipples were erect, and he leaned down and took in his mouth. He sucked on her nipple and flicked at it with his tongue as I watched a wet spot appear in her panties. He eventually gripped her collarbone and forcefully pushed her to her knees. She stared at him with her big blue eyes and rubbed his crotch as his hand took hold of her hair.

He then pulled her face into his groin, and she happily rubbed her mouth all over his cock through his jeans. As she teased him through his pants, he stripped his shirt off, revealing a pack that he had been working on since we met in high school. He reached down and grabbed her wrists, pulling her hand to his stomach; she dug into it with her fingernails and slowly stroked her hand down across his washboard abs until she reached his zipper. She pulled his zipper down, undid the button to his jeans, and gripped the top of his boxers. As she pulled straight down on his boxers, his flaccid, 8-inch cock flopped out in front of her face. I watched as she stopped for a second to admire it, looked at him, then looked back at me. I smiled and motioned for her to continue. By this time, my cock was also out, and my shirt was off as I was slowly stroking myself, completely turned on by the scene that was unfolding in front of me. She looked back at his cock and took it in one of her hands. He stared anxiously at her as she slowly looked at him, batted her long eyelashes, and then took her time leaning in to touch his to her lips. She kissed the tip of his cock and then tilted his shaft away from her mouth as she leaned in until her lips were now underneath his balls. Her tongue slipped out of her lips as she lightly made contact with the base of his cock and then cruised gracefully his entire length. When she reached the tip, she parted her lips and took his head into her mouth. He leaned back and moaned as she bobbed back and forth over just the first inch of his cock. She did this a few times before stopping with the tip in her mouth and swirling her tongue in a circular motion around him. As he grew impatient, his hand made its way to the back of her head and began to apply pressure. She took him in deeper with each head bob until she nearly touched his sack with her chin. She then pulled away from him until his now rock-hard cock slipped out of her mouth with an audible pop. She spat on the head of his cock, and then he shoved himself back into her mouth. He forced her head into his stomach until she started to gag, and then he gripped her hair and pulled himself back out of her. She tilted her head back and pursed her lips as if to entice him to do it again by making her mouth even tighter.

“I didn’t know your wife was such a slut,” he looked at me. I smiled and shrugged, my cock still in my hand and still harder than it had ever been. “Do you want me to fuck your mouth…. slut?” He winked at her. She smiled at him and eagerly nodded. He then gripped the back of her head with both hands and proceeded to force his cock as deep as he could into her mouth until her nose smashed against his lower abdomen. She lurched and gagged for a split second before he pulled back out just a couple of inches. Without giving her any time to recover, he started thrusting in and out of her mouth, creating a sucking and gurgling sound that I had never heard from her before. This relentless abuse of my wife’s mouth continued until I saw her mascara streaming down her face. Finally, he pulled all the way out of her again, this time gripping her jaw and leaning in close to her face. “You like it rough don’t you?” She stared into his eyes as her cheeks were being smooshed by his strong grip on her face. She nodded and managed to let out a weak “mhmm.” He then swiveled her head towards me and whispered, “do you want your husband to watch me destroy your tight pussy?” She nodded. He then grabbed her hair and pulled her sharply back, snapping her head straight. “Say it,” he said, more forcefully than I have ever heard from him before. “I want my husband to watch you destroy my tight fucking pussy,” she said as her makeup ran down her cheeks, her tits exposed and her panties soaked like I had never seen before. She was in heaven being treated like his personal fuck toy. I knew she liked rough sex but had no idea just how much she enjoyed being used like this. It was turning me on so much that I had to stop stroking myself and just watch for fear that I would cum before the good part. He then picked her up by her neck, turned her toward the couch, placed a hand on her back, and forced her to bend over the edge of the couch until her face was plastered in the cushions. His hand gripped both of her wrists behind her back, effectively handcuffing her. He then stood off to the side of her body and spanked her so hard it sent ripples to her entire body. She yelped, then smiled. He spanked her again, and I watched as a red handprint began to appear on her ass. She struggled to keep her ankles from rolling in her heels as he continued to spank her over and over, turning her entire ass beet red.

Finally, he slid her panties down around her ankles and then shoved fingers inside of her soaked pussy. I could literally see the juices rolling down his wrist and dripping off of it as he thrust his fingers in and out of her. It took a couple of minutes for her legs to start shaking violently, and I knew that he had just made her cum. When he finally pulled his fingers out and moved in directly behind her to mount her, I stood up and moved to the other chair directly in front of them. I watched as he grasped a chunk of her skin on each hip and slid inside of her with ease. He took it slow at first, gently sliding into her until his cock was buried to the balls in her pussy. Ash moaned louder as he pushed further into her sweet slit. Max then grabbed her hair again and pulled until she was looking me directly in the eyes. He then began to really thrust in and out of her, making her scream and moan as she looked at me. I watched her face as my best friend gave her the pounding of her life. It wasn’t long before the screams grew loud enough that the neighbors could hear, and I was amazed that he was about to make her cum again. Sure enough, she yelled, “I’m gonna cum!!”, and then her body started shaking. Max was smiling at his own prowess as he continued to plow my wife as if she was his. She was in pure ecstasy as his shaft slid in and out of her. I listened to the moans, the sloshing of her juices, and the loud smack of his body smashing into her ass. I took in the view of her makeup smeared all over her face, her tits swinging back and forth, and her ass rippling with every thrust. This was how she really liked to be fucked, and I knew how I would fuck her from here on out.

I leaned forward until her face was just inches from mine. We made eye contact, and then I kissed her. I could feel the power behind each thrust as her face was pushed into mine. I wanted to feel what that was like when her lips were wrapped around my cock. So I stood up and hung my cock in front of her face. She parted her lips and tried to catch my cock in her mouth between thrusts. It took her a few tries, but she finally snatched it and then sucked to keep it there. As Max pushed in and out of her, her lips slid over my cock without any effort from Ash or myself. After a few minutes of this, I began to fuck her face the way that Max had. She gagged as I forced my way into her mouth, and Max’s thrusts pushed my cock even deeper. Max picked up the pace even more and, incredibly, did the same to the power of his thrusts. I knew he would soon cum. He looked at me and asked if he could cum inside of her. Just the thought brought me close to cumming myself. I nodded, and we both began to thrust harder and faster until at the same exact moment, we both made last powerful thrust into my wife. She screamed and moaned, but it was stifled by my cock. We filled her on each end with hot cum, and I came so much that her mouth overflowed, and it oozed out the corners of her lips and down her chin. We both held our cocks deep inside of her for a few seconds, emptying our balls into her mouth and pussy.

When we finally pulled our flaccid cocks out of her, I stepped back and admired our (mostly his) handy work. Cum dripped off her chin as her eyes were rolled back into her head. Her ass was still bright red, and her makeup looked like hell. I walked around behind her and saw a massive amount of cum running out of her stretched pussy and down her thigh. I couldn’t help but be amazed by just how great an experience this night had been for both myself and for my wife. She was obviously satisfied and had experienced multiple orgasms. And I got to witness her full satisfaction and basically watch a porn with the sexiest woman I know in it, but then got to participate as well. We decided the drive home was too much and we would need to stay the night. Ashley showered, and then we all passed out on Max’s bed.

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You are standing there, by the side of the pool, beautiful in your red dress. It matches the color of the sky at sunset, and your pale skin and dark hair provide the most beautiful contrast. I approach you slowly, and you turn to me and look into my eyes. They are dark, bottomless. Like wells of Chinese ink. Black with just the faintest hint of blue…

I reach out to take you in my arms, run my fingers down your body, and feel no marks. You smile innocently and whisper softly in my ear, “no knickers.”

I lean forward and kiss you on the forehead, then let my lips trace the contours of your face: your eyebrows, your eyelids, your cheekbones, your ears. My hands are stroking your back, following the curve of your waist, and finish by holding your cute little bum as my lips find yours and our tongues meet.

Your dress is silk and moves easily against your skin. I love the feel of it as it caresses your body, moving just enough that I can move to the next section but not so far that it is too loose. It shows off your contours very nicely.

I kneel down and put my hands on the backs of your knees. Here the dress is looser, and I can move it more easily. I lift my hands, lifting your dress and sliding it up your legs, slowly baring your skin to the evening air. My hands and your dress move your thighs until they are just below your little bum cheeks. The dress hangs lower in the front, preserving your modesty, but we both know what is to come.

My hands continue their journey upwards, over your bum, and up to your waist. You are naked to my gaze, your carefully clipped pubic hair as neat and tidy as your home. I love the way you look after yourself.
I kiss you gently, just above your hair, and my tongue traces a line up to your belly button.

You move your left leg a little to the left, widening the gap between your feet and your thighs. I feel your warmth. My tongue traces a path down your belly to your hair, then around it, down the right side, until I am able to probe the space just above your clit, where your lips meet. You push against me.

I put out my tongue completely and lick you from the middle of your lips to your hair in a sweep. You taste good. You moan a little, and my hands hold you against me. I probe a little, lick a little, probe, lick. You stand completely still.

The evening air is cool after a hot day; you are in high heels, so your hips are tilted forward, and your dress is around your waist. You put your hands on my head to help you keep your balance.

I move you gently to be near the handrails for the pool ladder and motion you to hold on to them. I move behind you, and you lean forward.
The line from your stiletto heels to your butt is beautiful—the shape of your calves, your thighs, the roundness of your bum. Your feet are about feet apart (60cm), and the gap between your thighs is inviting. You feel the soft night air trying to keep your cool. It fails in its task.

I lift your dress so that it is over your shoulders, hanging down either side of your neck. You are naked to me all the way to your ribs. I stand behind you and pass my hands the length of your body. I explore slowly, oh, so slowly, our breasts, your waist, your bum, your back, your pussy. You are wet.

I undo my belt and let my trousers fall to the ground, stepping out of them one foot at a time. I, too, am naked from the waist down; I was wearing no knickers. I am hard. You are wet. A good match. I move closer to you and push against you gently. You lean forward a little more, opening your pussy to me. I reach under my cock and find your lips. I pull them gently apart and brush your clit with my fingers until you shudder.
Slowly I enter you. Very, very slowly. You are wet with anticipation and hold perfectly still until I am in you completely. You own me, and I can feel your muscles clasping at my cock, drawing it in further, holding me there.

I reach around your hip with my right hand and find your clit. At the same time, I begin to move backward and forwards in a gentle pumping motion. In and out of you. All the way in, almost all the way out. I play with your clit. Your hold on to the rails very tightly. I push into you all the way and stop. I reach the zipper at the neck of your dress and undo it, you drop your head and move one arm at a time, and your dress is in my hands. I throw it onto the grass behind me.

I slip my shirt off, and it lands on your dress. The only thing you are wearing is your shoes. I am completely naked.

The sun has set, the moon is starting to rise. We are outside, joined. I am deep inside you, and you hold me in. I pull out of you and turn you around. You drop to your knees and lick your juices from my cock, gazing at me. I lose myself in your eyes.

We climb down the ladder into the pool. The water is still warm from the heat of the day, and the night is dark. The moon and stars are visible.
We swim slowly across the pool to the steps. You sit on the third step and rest your elbows on the second. Your legs float and apart. I swim in between them, and my lips meet yours; I eat you.

The pool is a saltwater pool, and the taste of you and the saltiness of the water is delicious. You lie back and look at the stars; your eyes close as you give yourself to the blackness of the sky, the warmth of the water, and the movement of my tongue. Your legs wrap around my shoulders, holding me in place. I eat you with my lips, probe you with my tongue, and very, very gently insert a finger into your anus. You drop your hips a little to open yourself to me, and my finger enters you. You come.

I keep eating because I know you have another in you. Your body stiffens, your head drops back, and you push against me. I suck on your clit, holding it with my lips, and flick it with my tongue. My finger in your anus is joined by my thumb in your pussy. In and out they move, slowly, gently so as not to hurt you.

I feel the tension build around your pussy, watch as your stomach muscles tighten, feel your legs tighten their grip on my neck. Your arms are straight out along the step, and you are as open to the sky as you can be. You open your mouth, and a long, deep moan escapes as you come in my mouth.

I stop all movement but stay in place. You shudder and buck against me. I feel your pussy muscles clenching my thumb. Slowly, slowly it subsides. It was a strong this time, this climax in the pool. I gather you in my arms and carry you out into the water. You come back to earth and open your eyes. You put an arm around my neck and stand, holding onto me, your arms around my neck. Your tongue licks my lips, traces their curve. You lick your juices from my beard, and you kiss me gently.

And show me that I should move to the side of the pool. I walk through the water with you draped around my shoulders, you are a little thing, and you hold on to me firmly. I reach the side of the pool, and you tell me with your eyes that I should stand, legs apart, arms along the pool edge.
Your hands drop to my groin and find my cock and balls. You play with them, feeling me get hard again. Your head drops into the water, and your mouth closes over me, sucking at the end, taking me in as far as you can.
Your hand moves up and down, stroking the shaft. You come for air, look at me, give me a quick kiss, and dive again.

The contrast of the coolness of the water and the warmth of your mouth is delicious. I feel the tension building in my legs. You do, too, and your mouth continues to do its work, your tongue playing, your lips sucking, your hand stroking.

You taste my pre-come and stand again. You know we both like this taste, and you kiss me, sharing. Your hands keep stroking, and you tell me to get out of the pool and lie on the ground. I do…

You squat above me and guide my cock into you, I hold my hands, and you lace your fingers into mine. You move and down, your silky pussy enclosing my cock, your eyes looking into mine until I come.
You lie down on top of me, knees drawn to my armpits, your head on my shoulder, my cock deep inside you.

I wrap my arms around you. We sleep…

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