New Roman">My wife Kim and I were finishing a job assignment in Seoul, Korea when this all began. We are now both in our mid 40’s and have been married over 20 years. Kim is petite, 5’0, 34c/25/26 and still cute after all these years. I am still holding my own; I work out and so far have been successful in keeping my hair, weight down and maintain try to a good attitude. Something that has been on the downswing for several years however has been our sexual relationship. Although we still have sex, it’s simply not exciting and “not enough” for me. Part of the problem has been our busy schedules with work, friends, and television. That’s right, Kim loves to watch Korean drama shows at night and by the time they are over, I’m zonked out in bed and getting ready for the next day. The problem I soon acquired was the Internet and specifically porn and XXX chats.  I quickly became addicted to them both. The stimulation I received from porn just further frustrated the sexual experiences I was lacking with Kim.

 

I used my cam to masturbate with other couples, sometimes single women, and even men if the moment seemed desperate. I sometimes sent pics of my wife to horny men that just needed a sexual release. After a while I felt this was dangerous since Kim’s privacy was at stake. I stopped the Internet chats for a while but then got frustrated again with our own sexual relationship, I felt like we were a tired out couple. No longer did we go out and run the clubs or seek excitement like we used to. I had always loved to watch Kim among other men. Her flirting always seemed to be her strong point. We had even discussed on numerous occasions her being with another men, just to boost her sexual experiences. She played with the idea but never really took me seriously. I knew guys that wanted her. I could tell by their comments and gestures. I also sometimes wanted to have a sexual relationship with someone else. Perhaps someone else’s wife, but she needed to be Asian. I thought, “yeah, sure.” Soon, I was hitting the Internet again and jerking my cock whenever I got alone with the computer.

 

Two months before we were to end our tour in Korea, I joined a sexually oriented newsgroup that was dedicated to men with Asian wives. It depicted pics of so-called members wives that I knew by experience were models copied from the web. There was an exception though; I found a message pertaining to a mixed American/Taiwanese couple with the wife being from Taiwan. The husband was Hank and the wife’s name was Lisa. I was fascinated by the messages Hank had posted because they each said the same thing, “that his wife wanted to be in a threesome or gangbang and that he wanted to watch.” He also stated his area and was looking for active couples/men to join in. I remember him saying he was in Texas.

 

What really got me about Hank and Lisa was that Lisa’s pics on the site were real. They showed her in cute poses from her youth and some more current pics completely nude. She looked incredibly hot to me and I couldn’t take my eyes off her nipples in the pics I saw. Hank and Lisa was real people very close to my wife’s and my own age. I liked what I saw. I contacted Hank via e-mail and waited.

 

 

Hank replied to my mail and told me of his situation. I told him of mine. I told him how brave he was to post Lisa’s pics in the group for all the hard cocks on the site. He said he seriously wanted to swing with his wife. I told him we are very much the same. Both wives were shy about extramarital sex but the desire was there for all. Soon, I was trading semi-nude and nude pics I’d taken of Kim years before. It really excited me to make this connection with Hank. I jacked my cock numerous times to Lisa’s pics as Hank and I chatted about fucking each other’s wife. Soon, I got busy with other things especially the pending move and I lost contact with Hank. I figured it was another sexual fantasy to remember, nothing more.

 

 

 

Just before leaving Korea, I was given opportunity to transfer jobs from my old job site to the Dallas Texas area. Since the new job meant a promotion and a better job, Kim and I decided together it would be a good move. The part we hated about moving soon became reality. We had to move to a new house, luckily, we sold our old home in a couple of weeks. The new house was such a chore though because our kids had recently moved out and I had to work off and on with the new job in addition to working around the new house. One thing I really liked about the new home was the pool. I had never had one before and there was the addition of an outdoor Hot Tub neatly concealed away in a gazebo structure in one corner of the yard that was well shielded by a privacy fence, 5 acres of land and the many trees just to the rear of our new home. It felt good to be away from the city lots we had lived in all our lives. I told myself, I’m going to get that pool going and the Hot Tub working tomorrow, but tomorrow was a long way off, too many things to do in the house and with the new job before I could concentrate on the backyard.

 

 

After a week of constant unpacking, moving furniture and hanging pictures, Kim and I both needed a break. I also needed sex. We had not done anything other than a quickie since we had got into the house. Kim is a real slave driver when it comes to organizing things. That Friday, Kim and I said no housework today and ventured out to the Dallas Metro. We went to the Irving area and checked out the Korean restaurants there. It was after lunch but we wanted to eat a good meal. The restaurant we found looked like a diner but were crowded for that time of day. Kim and I sat at a booth and ordered our means. Kim mentioned to me she needed to find some friends. I readily agreed.

 

 

Soon, a couple came into the restaurant and sat at a table directly across from us. They were laughing at each other and actually quite attractive. I glanced over to see the husband was stocky and tall. He lacked the “pot belly” look at most men this age seem to acquire. His wife (or girlfriend) was very petite like Kim and about the same age. Her accent was a little different than Koreans (when they speak English) as she spoke to the waitress but I didn’t know where she was from. The couple seemed to be “new” at reading the menu they holding. The wife kept asking her husband what the items on the list were. The waitress said she would be right back to help and this is when Kim took the opportunity to help.

 

 

 

 

Kim walked over and explained the menu items to the couple. (Kim had been a waitress for many years). The woman giggled a little as she listened to Kim go over the menu, soon Kim was laughing too. That’s when I looked more closely to the woman at the table. She was incredibly cute and she looked somehow very familiar. The more I looked at her, the more I wanted to look. I tried not to stare but kept thinking in my mind that I had seen her somewhere before. I also noticed that the guy sitting with her was looking very unusual. He was staring at Kim as if he was looking at a porn magazine.

 

While my mind was lost in history, I heard Kim tell me to come over. I went over and we all introduced each other. After I introduced Kim, and myself they introduced themselves. His name was Hank and his wife’s name was Lisa. It felt like fire alarms were going off in my head. “This couldn’t fucking be, I thought this can’t be the couple.” I quickly remembered the Internet chats I’d had earlier. I never even saw Hanks image on line, but this had to be Lisa. Even when I saw Hanks startling eyes as we shook hands I was in shock. My cock suddenly hardened and I sat down to hide it. We had been invited to eat with Lisa and Hank and this would prove to be the most interesting lunches we ever had.

 

We all began some small talk and Lisa and Kim seemed to be one of a kind, they both like to joke and talk about Texas and just “getting old.” They both also began taking “pot shots” at both of us. This was good, because Hank and I could finally break from our trains of sexual thought and have a real conversation. Deep in my mind though, I knew that Hank had seen pics of Kim naked just as I had seen pics of Lisa. We were probably both wondering what they looked like beneath their clothes right now. The problem is that I knew and it just made matters more intense.  My cock was a good indicator. It was as rigid as the table-leg I was shaking my leg against. I enjoyed the little glances I was getting from Lisa. She was wearing shorts and a halter-top to combat the humid weather and she looked not a day over 38 years old. Kim was still holding herself together well; she still looked to

 

 

Be a young 40 years of age and her tits were standing firm under her blue Hawaiian Sarong she wore. She kept getting complemented about her dress by Lisa. Lisa even said, “Doesn’t that dress look great on Kim?” I’m sure that Hanks cock was saying “hell yeah.” I pretended to drop my napkin and looked under the table. Hank had a budging hard on. Sitting at this table were two horny men in pursuit of each other’s woman. I didn’t know what to do.

 

During the meal, everyone seemed to hit it off. We all had many things in common and the fact that Hank and Lisa were residents of Dallas, were a definite plus to us. They knew the right places to go and how to enjoy the area. Lisa gave Kim many tips on shopping, activities, and even mentioned a couple of clubs that Hank and she liked to frequent. The only thing I knew during that meal was I was wanted to see Lisa’s tits again but his time in the flesh. From Hanks expression, I knew he had similar thoughts about Kim.

 

 

 

 

We passed phone numbers and mentioned that we were still in the process of a move. Lisa said to put it off a little and Hank and she could help out during the weekend. We looked at each other and agreed. We decided to head home from there and meet Hank and Lisa at a club the following night. After I got a little time at the house, I signed onto my computer and found Hanks old e-mail address, I sent him a quick message and he soon responded. We chatted a few minutes and we both relayed our shock of meeting and seeing each other’s wives as if by destiny. We also both commented on how good Lisa and Kim looked in the flesh. Hank really liked Kim’s shapely legs and wanted to explore her body every inch with his tongue. I told Hank about how I’d love to fuck Lisa in a dozen positions. This conversation was just making each of us hotter. The last thing Hank said before signing off was that Lisa thought I was handsome. A short while later, Kim commented to me that Hank was cute and that he was looking at her strangely during lunch. I said; he must find you attractive. “There’s nothing wrong with that.” Kim agreed with a smile. We went to bed that night but I didn’t sleep. I kept thinking about Lisa’s body and the thought of Hank playing with Kim. Kim was exhausted from working around the house so I didn’t bother her sexually. I felt myself harden over and over again all night. The next morning, Lisa called Kim and things started moving.

 

Hank and Lisa came over for brunch and helped me move a couple of items and sorted some window coverings.  Things were finally coming into place in the house and after we had got the big items settled in the, we turned our attention to the patio and backyard. Hank and Lisa loved our pool since it was a kidney shaped design with a waterfall off of one side. They were also amazed when we showed them the hot tub. It was so hidden inside of the gazebo and had several amenities, a small wet bar, low lighting and most important privacy. It would seat about 4-6 people. The problem was I had little knowledge about having a pool and less about a Hot Tub. Hank and Lisa had a pool also and said they would help us get things up.

 

After a few weeks of phone calls and a couple of visits to each other homes. We all became friends. Lisa and Hank suggested we explore Dallas and Fort Worth together. We visited malls, stylish restaurants and even six flags. Hank helped me get the pool running and the Hot tub in order. They were both very helpful during our transition. The girls talked and visited while I was at work during the week. They seemed to be one in the same and I appreciated that they both spoke English around Hank and myself; that was always the downfall of Kim’s Korean friends in the past; I never knew what they were saying about me. Finally Kim relayed to me that Lisa and Hank wanted to go out on the town. I said “sure.”

 

 

 

 

 

 

That night, we all went to dinner in Dallas and followed onto dancing. We went to a country bar and then onto a hip hop disco so we could relive some old times. I thought Both Lisa and Kim both looked hot in their summer clothes. Kim wore another sarong like she had worn before, although this one was shorter. Lisa had on a black tube knit top and a leather min-skirt. We each danced with our wives and after a few drinks, traded partners. I loved looking Lisa up and down as she wiggled her hips and tits. I noticed that both Kim and Hank were smiling as they danced together too. We even did a slow dance together and I could smell Lisa’s long hair as she tucked her head into my shoulder. I extinctive pushed a little harder against her body than I would normally do with Kim. Lisa didn’t seem to mind. We all were drunk by the end of the evening and ranting about old age and sex and anything we could think of. After sobering up a little at a Denny’s restaurant we separated and went our way home.

 

Once we got home, Kim and I Talked about our evening with Lisa and Hank. I wanted to be sure there wasn’t any jealousy between us. Kim mentioned that Hank and Lisa was an attractive couple. I said they think we are too. She said, “How do you know?” I said, “Hank mentioned it. Kim smiled as she got into bed. “Hank likes you”, I said. Kim replied with “how much” before breaking into a chuckle.  I was still drunk so I said, “he told me you’re sexy.” Kim blushed in the low light and began to caress my nipple. She asked me if Hanks attraction bothered me. I said, “No, it excites me.” She told me that Lisa has a crush on me too.” I couldn’t believe what Kim was telling me. Kim continued to touch my nipples and then I responded by doing the same for her she was only wearing panties now.

 

I asked Kim if she liked Hank looking at her sexually. Kim was already moaning with my soft caresses to her nipples and said. “I don’t know what to say, just keep touching me.” I worked her nipples harder and Kim wrapped her legs around mine and pushed her pussy against my thigh. Soon I felt her wetness as she moaned. I finally asked her bravely, “Are you thinking about Hank?” She moaned out “yes.” “Is it ok?” she asked. I said,” it’s perfectly alright.” She told me to think about Lisa too if I wanted as she got up and peeled off her panties before climbing on top of me. Kim sunk her wet pussy down onto my cock and told me to close my eyes. I imagined fucking Lisa and she imagined Hanks cock. We fucked like that for a long time. Kim’s moans were very sweet that night. I felt like I could cum for several minutes. The second time was even better.

 

 

Another week passed and I got a call from Hank. He told me that Lisa was about to have a very important birthday. I asked how old. He said “50.” I said, “Bullshit, she looks like she is in her early 40’s.” He told me that’s the truth. Still amazed, I told Kim who was sitting next to me. I asked Hank if there were any plans. He said, “No, Lisa didn’t want to let out her age.” Kim got on the phone and told Hank to have a party. After a few minutes of coaxing, Hank agreed, we would set it up as a surprise at our house. Hank readily agreed.

 

 

 

 

 

We made preparations to have the party the night before Lisa’s real birthday. It would be Friday night after Hank finished work. We would first meet Hank and Lisa at the “Flashbacks” club where we usually danced and then make an excuse to go to our house, where we could party. We met as planned; Lisa and Kim looked equally sexy in their short dresses. The thought of lust occurred to me stronger now since Kim had told me of her sexual fantasy of Hank. After a few hot rounds of dancing and some drinking, Kim complained of a bad headache and her stomach was upset. I told Lisa that Kim didn’t usually get sick this fast and wondered if they would follow us home. They agreed.

 

 

Once we got home, Kim disappeared and I invited Hank and Lisa to sit in the living room. Next the pool lights went on and we walked out to the patio to see what was going on. Some 80’s Music also started in the background. Kim was standing next to a patio table wearing her swimsuit. It was a black Lycra suit with a yellow zipper pulled halfway up the front, showing off some of her cleavage. Kim was smiling in front of a huge birthday cake and was getting ready to light the candles. Lisa laughed and remarked, “I thought you were sick.” Kim said, “I’m sick of feeling old, lets party!!!” With that, everyone clapped and yelled and I went to the bar and mixed a couple of drinks. Lisa was surprised but we weren’t finished yet.

 

Kim pulled out a couple of gifts for Lisa. The first one Lisa opened had a very pretty gold ankle chain inside. Kim always wore one and this one looked even better. Lisa immediately tried it on and it did make her look sexier. The second box had a really nice dress inside that Lisa had admired when Kim and she had been in a mall a week before. She really liked it. Behind the dress was a two-piece swimsuit with a card. The card said, “you aint to old unless you let it get cold, shake it baby shake it!” Lisa looked over the swimsuit in awe. It was a French cut black bikini. It was a thong bikini. Lisa blushed over and over again. Kim urged her to try on the dress and the suit and join her in the pool.

 

After Lisa disappeared to change, I went up and got a pair of swim trunks for Hank. He changed also. After Hank, Kim and I began splashing around in our heated pool, Lisa returned in the new dress. It looked really good on her. Lisa smiled, left and returned again in the bikini. She was wearing a towel around her waist and acting shy. I decided to mix her a strong margarita and soon afterward gave everyone a shot of tequila. This helped to loosen up everyone and Lisa was starting to get into the music as well. We all ranted, “Let’s see the suit baby!” after a few more shy moments, Lisa stripped off the towel. We were all amazed that Lisa looked so good. Her stomach was taught and she had a curvaceous body. I went to the mp3 database I had and programmed the “I’m too sexy” Song. I told Lisa to walk the catwalk as a model (I pointed to the diving board). Lisa was a little drunk so she lost her inhibitions. She walked the “plank” and walked back quickly. We said “again.” She did it again like a model this time, slowly strutting down the board and turning with her hands on her hips. We all got a good shot that time of her thong and nice ass. I immediately got hard.

 

 

 

 

I then asked Kim if she could do it better than Lisa. She sucked down another shot of tequila and said “sure!” Kim strutted down the board, trying to out sex Lisa’s prance. Kim’s suit showed a little of her ass cheeks but Lisa’s suit was sexier. Kim took a second walk and shocked all of us, this time she made one full turn and unzipped the suit all the way down. Her tits nearly fell out and Hank let out a yell before making eye contact with Lisa. Lisa just laughed. This was becoming a competition between the girls. After each “catwalk”, Hank or I would give them a shot of tequila.

 

Both girls were a little wobbly now and my dick was getting harder by the minute. Hank seemed to be in awe with Kim and he even yelled to me he wanted to see it all. Lisa and Kim continued to walk back and forth, each girl would pull at her suit in some erotic way, and Kim pulled the material in the back up so the next time she turned we could see most of her ass. This thrilled Hank and got Lisa laughing again. I changed to music to some club dance rave. Soon, the girls took turns dancing on the edge of board erotically and much to our sexual amusement.

 

After a while of this Hank and I yelled “birthday suit.” Hank yelled out, “Lisa, model your birthday suit.” Three of us then yelled out “Birthday suit.” Lisa looked at Hank one last time. Hank responded with a loud clap.” Lisa looked at Kim several times and Kim smiled back.  Lisa asked for another drink. I nervously complied. I spilled more tequila than I delivered. I was too excited. Lisa took the shot and said. “If it’s my birthday then it’s everyone’s birthday, ok?” Lisa was slurring the words.  We didn’t know what she meant but everyone nodded and said “ok.” Lisa looked at Hank one last time. Hank responded with another loud clap.

 

Lisa stood at the beginning of the diving board, teased a bit and peeled off her top. Everyone gawked. Her tits were great! She then worked down the wet bottom. She had a thick bush and we again saw her cute ass. Once she was nude, Lisa ran and jumped off the board. She dove to one side and stayed there. Hank and I whistled and Lisa blushed. Kim was in shock but was just saying “wooooow.” Lisa said who’s next. We all looked at each other, nobody moved. I could see Lisa’s tit’s moving around as she kept afloat towards the side of the pool. The tequila bottle was nearby. Lisa poured a shot and said, “Which one of you guys needs liquid courage?” Lisa motioned the shot glass to me. Kim said, “Go ahead.” I took the shot and met eyes with everyone before pulling myself out of the pool. I was semi-hard but there was nothing I could do about it. Everyone was joking as I walked to the edge of the board. Everyone chanted “birthday suit” again. I looked at everyone, especially Lisa before I made my move. She looked incredibly cute and curious at that moment. Kim was just waving her hand, motioning me on. I stripped my bottoms and my cock sprung to life, still semi hard and very relieved to be outside that suit. I heard a wowwww from everyone. Before I got on the board, Lisa said, “show me

 

 

Your ass!” I couldn’t believe she said that but I did a full body turn before moving down and jumping off the board into a rotary dive.

 

 

 

 

I swam over to where Lisa was. Lisa said, “Let’s see what you got Kim.” We started to rant “Birthday suit” again. Kim didn’t need any more alcohol; she was feeling fine. She had some trouble climbing the ladder but made it up with some help from Hank. He made sure he pushed her by her ass as she struggled up the ladder.

 

One of Kim’s favorite 80’s songs was playing so Kim danced a little on the way to the board. She did a good job and had us all anticipating her strip. Kim teased all of us a little with her full-length zipper. She slid it up and down several times as she danced. Hank yelled, “don’t stop baby.” Finally, near the end of the song, Kim let the zipper go all the way down and turned her back before peeling down the top. She turned again, showing her large tits and erect nipples. She turned once again slowly and peeled the suit down all the way, showing off her pronounced ass. Hank’s eyes were coming out of his head now. He whistled relentlessly. Everyone got a glimpse of Kim’s shaved pussy before she started for the board.  Lisa and I whistled too. Once Kim was nude, she ran down the board and fell of the right edge. Kim lost her bearings after the fall and swam into Hank. He was glad to help her out. His hands didn’t miss her tits as he pulled her to the side of the pool.

 

It was Hanks turn. Hank strolled along the side of the pool with his back partially turned as if he were hiding something. He tried to hesitate once he met the front of the diving board but the chant began again and he began to strip. As he pulled his shorts down, he turned his back again. Both girls yelled for him to turn around. When he did, the girls yelled out NICE!!! Hank had a raging hard on and Kim was shocked at the size! Hank then ran and did his leap in the pool.

 

 

With everyone drunk and naked in the pool we all loosened up a bit. I temporarily strung the volleyball net across the pool and grabbed an inflatable beach ball and we played volleyball between us. First the girls paired up in the middle of the pool area. They were up to their necks in the water. Hank and I were at the shallower end. Whenever one of the girls jumped to hit the ball, Hank and I would marvel at their tits as they sprung from the water. Hank and I could hardly hide ourselves either as we were only waist high in the water so our cocks would flop out whenever we attempted a jump shot.

 

After a while we changed teams and Lisa joined me. Since we were on the shallow side, Lisa’s tits got a lot more exposure than Kim’s (although Hank and I got better close ups of each others wife as we played). After 10 points, we switched again, now with our own wives by our sides and Kim’s Tits out in the open for Hank to gawk at. We finally got tired of the game and rested in the water by the edge of the pool. The pool heater wasn’t working well and the girls started to shiver. I suggested the Hot tub and the girls nodded. I Jumped out of the pool and started the hot tub Jacuzzi jets so the water would circulate. The glow of the soft lights around the tub made it a romantic place for a couple.

 

 

 

Hank came out of the pool and ran to a table and grabbed some wine and the cake from the patio table and cooler. He put everything on ground level table next to the sunken Tub. Hank and I settled into the Tub and waited for the girls. They ran over, screaming “strea-a-a-k.”  Hank and I laughed as we saw the girls run up and come behind each of us at the spa. They didn’t dare jump in as the water, as it was very warm.

 

 

This was great since Hank and I could see our wives fully naked before they inched there way into the tub between us a toe at a time. The Hot tub wasn’t as large as I thought. We were in a circle and I could feel each of the girl’s naked body occasionally touch mine. Hank opened the Wine and I reached for some cake. I poured the wine in four plastic cups and passed them around.  The warm bubbling water and feel of everyone’s nakedness augmented the awakening in my groin. I was getting hard again. By the look on Hanks face, he was doing the same.

 

Since we were all drunk and were getting drunker, we had a very open discussion. It started with revelations of our married life, the happiness we all had experienced through each other and our children and in the fact that our children were now on their own. Our mutual “empty nest” syndromes had turned somewhat into a blessing. It wasn’t long before the conversation turned to sex, obviously.

 

We talked about sex openly and told a little about each of ourselves. Soon we were detailing our sex lives to each other.  Kim mentioned she liked oral sex and Hank said the same. Lisa said she liked to experiment and got everyone’s interest. I said I’d like to try something new too but still loved what I got. (I was referring to Kim). The topic of swinging came up and we each told our own story of wanting to share but…. To keep sex safe, discreet, and most importantly to keep our own relationships very much alive, that was the most important thing.

 

We talked about other topics regarding sex, how far would we go? Bondage, pain, scat. We had all heard about these fetishes and topics via the Internet. Maybe it was the alcohol or just the mood but we all agreed we wanted to try something new. Soon, Hank and Lisa were kissing as Kim and I watched. It was a very romantic setting.  Kim looked frustrated and bottomed her glass of wine, squeezed her tits together and remarked, “Me so horny.” Just like the girl from the movie, “Full metal jacket.” We all laughed. Lisa said “really?” “Me too.” We laughed again. Lisa reached over to the cake besides her and grabbed a handful of white sponge cake topped with frosting.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Lisa smeared some frosting on her lips and placed some into her mouth. Hank followed up and slid his tongue around and into Lisa mouth. I sat and stared as my cock swelled. Lisa took some more frosting and smeared it on Kim’s mouth. I was soon finding her tongue as well. The whipped frosting tasted so good in Kim’s mouth. Soon Hank and I got some cake and started helping ourselves. Next Lisa touched my arm and smeared some frosting on my lips. She kissed me lightly and I really loved it. Hank began to caress Kim’s shoulders and they too kissed. It was so hot. Lisa sat higher in the tub and put some frosting on her nipples. I began to suck them one at a time. Lisa moaned and I returned my tongue to her waiting lips. Hank and Kim were caressing each other now and soon Hank was sucking at Kim’s tits too while they both moaned. We switched off from time to time licking each other’s wives lips and tits, getting more into the mood. Everyone was moaning and no one was shy anymore.

 

Kim motioned for Hank to sit up and out of the tub. He did and Kim placed a handful of crème on his cock and stroked his hardness for a few seconds. Hank then lay down and relaxed. Kim just kept murmuring how huge it was. Hanks cock wasn’t longer than mine, maybe about 7 inches but very thick. His balls seemed out of proportion too. The head of his uncut cock was enormous and his body was matted with hair. That was a big turn on for Kim. Kim licked at the crème on Hanks balls and soon had his thick cock stuffed into her mouth.

 

Lisa and I followed suit except I wanted to eat her. I raised her nude body up and she lay back with her feet still in the tub. I began licking at the insides of her calves and worked my tongue back to her toes before moving up to her thighs. As I had my first taste of her pussy, she moaned, then turned her head to watch Kim’s head move up and down her husbands erect shaft. Lisa moaned more as I pierced her pussy with my tongue. It tasted great!

 

While I was busy working Lisa’s pussy with my tongue, Hank applied some more cake topping to Lisa’s tits and said lets finish the birthday cake. Hank started to lick and suck at Lisa’s tits and she moaned louder than before. Kim was still working Hanks shaft in and out of her mouth. I felt Lisa tense up and shake as she began to cum. I sucked at her clit and she exploded. Lisa’s legs were wrapped around my neck and her new ankle chain whipped at my shoulder as her foot wiggled with her orgasm. Lisa moaned very loud before settling down in the after affects of her intense wave.

 

Now it was Hanks turn to blow. Lisa seductively fingered his nipples as Kim used her expert tongue on his balls before beginning the final assault on Hank’s cock. She started to deep throat him. Soon, he grabbed Kim’s tits and began to buck his hips wildly. Kim kept her grip on his huge cock head and muffled a choke as Hank shot load after load into her mouth. She kept it all in as Hanks bucking slowed to a gentle movement. Kim swallowed. I couldn’t believe it!!! She remarked, “Best whip topping I’ve ever tasted.” There was no holding any of us back from that point on. We talked about sex some more and relaxed a few minutes. Two of us still needed a sexual release. After a few more minutes of small talk, Kim jumped out of the pool and yelled “streak” as she took a last jump into the pool before running wet into the house.

 

We all followed her path. As we were all running around naked through the house, we spotted each other and began a game of chase. I was hoping to catch Lisa and finish some business with her. After a few minutes of shrieking and the sounds of bare feet trampling around on the floor, things got quiet. I looked around into each room. The game had turned into “hide and Seek.”

 

I checked all the large rooms but there were no signs of anyone. No one was in the extra bedrooms either. Finally I came upon our master bedroom, first I saw Kim straddling Hanks leg as they kissed in a sitting chair in the corner of the room. I then saw Lisa lying on our king-sized canopy bed with her legs open. She was holding the headboard rails over her head as if she was tied to them. It gave me an idea. I grabbed a drape tie from the wall and bound her hands above her and to the head rail.  I then went found her pussy with my tongue. She was already wet. I moved up and sucked at her tits, although smaller than Kim’s, they seemed to be perfect. Her nipples were rock hard and pointy. I worked on them as I listened to the mix of moans; some coming from the chair and others from Lisa’s own lips.

I looked over to see Kim facing Hank and sitting directly on his lap. She was on his cock, rubbing his shaft along her slit. Hank alternated between Kim’s nipples and mouth with his tongue. After I heard a loud gasp, I turned again to see Kim mounting Hanks cock for the first time. She slowly slid up and down his shaft. I moved up to Lisa’s chest, burying my cock between her delicious tits. I squeezed her tits together with my hands as I pumped my cock between them.

 

Lisa moaned for me to “hurt her tits… do anything.” I responded with hard pinches to her long nipples as I continued stoking her tits. I felt like the pictures I’d seen of her earlier did her no justice. Her entire body was beautiful. I moved up again and pushed my stiff cock against Lisa’s lips. He looked at me lustfully before opening her mouth and inviting my cock in. I was soon pushing my shaft deep in her mouth. I moaned with the sweeping of Lisa’s tongue across the under fold of my cock.

 

Lisa stopped sucking temporarily after she tasted my precum. She said; “I wanted to do this since I met you.” “I said me too.” Lisa said; Bite my tits… hard!” I moved down and nibbled on each nipple. Lisa said “harder.” I bit into her right side and she moaned. Lisa apparently liked pain and pleasure. She moaned again as I attacker her left side. “Now give me a good fucking, please!!!!” I was more than ready for that. I plunged my cock into her thick bush hard and she moaned again. Her pussy was so wet and hot! She was controlling her pussy muscles to tighten and relax as I pumped. I bit her nipples again and then sucked at her tongue. She sucked at my tongue hard as I fucked her harder than I ever had fucked Kim.

 

 

 

 

 

 

I then heard Kim moan out. Kim was turned facing us in Hanks lap. She was pumping him up and down as Hank worked her tits hard, the way I was working Lisa’s. Kim moaned and moaned, then let out a muffled scream. I never heard her do that. Hank was pinching her nipples so hard, I didn’t know if he was hurting her. She came and came. I paused to watch Kim slow her movements in her final throes of her orgasm. Lisa said “fuck the shit out of me now.” I complied, I bucked my cock into her and she moaned and moaned. I felt Kim and Hank move onto the edge of bed, they wanted to watch us.

 

Lisa’s face soon went into contortions as everyone could tell she was Cumming. She yelled out in a high pitch as she smashed her pelvic bone against mine. I came almost at the same time. I was fucking her so hard, I felt like I was bruising us both. I came and moaned hard. After what seemed like several minutes, I collapsed on Lisa and kissed her.

 

After we cleaned up, we all settled on the bed together, naked and exhausted from the sex and alcohol. I fell asleep last but was the first to awake in the early hours. I heard moaning. I also felt someone touching my nipples. As I slowly came to life, I felt my cock respond to the nipple teasing. Kim was working my nipples; Lisa also began touching my balls. I just thought “holy shit, two on one.”

 

Hank was still asleep. After my cock was aroused, I was directed to lie flat between both the girls. Lisa pulled the cord from the head of the bed and tied my hands to the top railing as I had done her earlier. I was French kissed by both girls and then licked in different sections of my body with each girl taking a different area to explore. I felt someone take one of my balls gently into her mouth as the other sucked at my nipples and licked around my chest. I was in heaven. Soon, Lisa stroked her pussy over my arms and chest too. I felt her wet excitement. Both girls were breathing hard. I felt Lisa lick at my ear, which I really love. Kim took my cock in her mouth and began to work it into shape. I noticed Hank was stirring and finally looking over at us. He was smiling like a kid with a new toy.

 

It felt so good to have both girls working me over that I couldn’t keep my eyes opened. Soon, Lisa faced my feet and lowered her pussy lightly to my tongue; I had to reach out to touch her labia. She wiggled her pussy back and forth and occasionally up and down, She moaned whenever I flick my tongue at her clit. I then felt Kim squeeze and guide herself onto my cock. It was so sweet. The feeling of eating pussy as I was fucking another was exhilarating. I noticed the girls were sitting close together and exploring each other as well. They embraced and kissed. I felt this was the hottest thing I’d ever seen in my life. Just as I was getting into the scene, I felt the girls shift and they then switched places.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

At first I thought, “I can’t eat Kim’s pussy, she had just fucked Hank earlier.” I then just let the flow go, everything felt so good. Kim teased me with her cunt the same way Lisa did. Lisa was licking my shaft. She seemed to be sampling the pussy juice left behind from Kim. Lisa commented that my cock was “so sticky and so good.” Soon she was switching over to her pussy and bottoming out on my shaft. Kim was slowly lowering her pussy onto my waiting tongue. I tasted Hanks cum and shuddered with the thought, then got into it with the encouragement of Kim’s moans. Both girls were moaning now and Hank was behind Lisa. He stroked her body and helped her to move up and down my cock. I still had my eyes closed but then felt Lisa lay forward. Hank was working his cock into her from behind, into her ass! He pushed into her and she groaned out “sloooow.”

 

Soon, both of us were in her and I could feel her pussy tighten against his cock. I felt his shaft move against mine. I tried to think of other things as I wanted to make this event last forever. I heard Kim moaning above me too as I continued to lick at her cum-splattered pussy.

 

Lisa was moaning louder now as Hank and I both bucked at her holes. I couldn’t stand it any longer; the friction was too much. I came. It felt like dynamite had gone off in my balls as I shot into Lisa’s sweet cunt. Instead of anyone else Cumming, everyone rolled off. I was puzzled and felt badly about Cumming prematurely. It wasn’t a problem; they just had other plans. Lisa said, “Kim’s turn.” Kim smiled, as she wanted to play.

 

I moved over and Kim was now centered on the bed. More drape ties were brought over and Hank and Lisa began tying Kim spread eagled to the bed. Lisa asked her, “Do you want to do this?” Kim moaned, “yes, anything.” Kim pointed her own foot and voluntarily placed it into the waiting loop bind that Lisa was holding at the foot of the bed. The drapery cords were then pulled tight around Kim ankles. Her ankle bracelet rested on top of one knot. Kim’s breathing became harder as she anticipated the next move.

 

No one wasted any time. Hank moved up and stuffed his cock into Kim’s mouth. It had just been inside of Lisa’s ass. Kim at first refused it but soon didn’t seem to mind. Lisa caressed Kim’s legs, running her hands up and down her body. Hank pumped his semi-rigid cock in and out of Kim’s mouth. After I recovered from my orgasm, I began to touch Lisa too. Lisa directed my hands to Kim’s tits. She said “play with them hard.” I squeezed at her tits hard, causing Kim to gasp.

 

Hank moved away from Kim a moment as Lisa climbed on top of her. She kissed Kim deeply and Kim responded accordingly. Lisa moved down and sucked at Kim’s tits. Kim moaned again. Lisa moved away and pushed a pillow under Kim’s ass. Lisa got into a doggy position and lowered her pussy onto Kim’s mouth, Kim licked at her hole. Lisa licked and sucked at Kim pussy too. Both girls began to moan.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Hank came around and entered Lisa’s pussy from behind. Lisa moaned some more. Kim’s tongue flicked at both Hanks cock and Lisa’s pussy. Lisa then pulled Hank and I on opposite sides of Kim’s face and then pulled our cocks close to Kim’s mouth. “Suck then both” she told Kim. Kim alternated sucking our cocks as she strained to meet our alternate thrusts from both sides. Lisa was working her tongue over Kim’s cunt again. Kim was excited beyond belief; she sucked hard at each of our cocks, taking each cock a few thrusts at a time.

 

Lisa asked if Kim wanted more. “Kim again moaned “yessssss, more.” Lisa cleared Hank and I away and we each began at the toes of each leg with our tongues. I sucked at Kim’s right toes and watched Lisa face us and lower her ass to Kim’s tongue. “Lick it all baby.” Kim lightly touched her tongue to Lisa’s ass and pussy. “That’s right, harder. Yes”

 

After a few minutes of Kim’s licking and sucking at Lisa’s ass and pussy, Lisa moved away and said Kim, have you ever had a fantasy of being raped? Kim just nodded her head. Lisa said want to try it now? Kim said “anything”; she was super horny. All our sexual lives, Kim and I never tried forced or rough sex; I really never knew that she wanted to try it. Obviously, Lisa and Hank had much experience in the matter.

 Lisa moved off of Kim and said “Hank do her hard,” Hank moved up and onto Kim crushing her with his full weight. He sucked at her tongue hard and then began to bite her tongue as well. Kim groaned.

 

Hank moved down and bit into Kim’s right nipple, Lisa did the same to Kim’s other nipple. Lisa looked at me and could tell I was excited by all this; I was stroking my own cock. Hank slapped Kim’s tit a few times and Kim shrieked with pain and pleasure. Small welts formed on her tit and then Hank did the other one. I closed my eyes and listened to the sounds of slaps, groans and moans. They were all parts of all of our pleasure I found the whole scene as exhilarating.

 

 Hank then pushed his cock hard into Kim’s cunt. He didn’t wait till she was ready; he just started thrusting. I said, “Fuck her harder Hank.” Hank did. He was slapping his balls against Kim’s cunt as he came down harder and harder. It looked like his entire body was falling on her, crashing into her rather than fucking her. I could see his stiff, wet cock sink in and out of Kim’s delicate but wanting cunt. Hank moaned some then Lisa said, “Bill fuck her some too.” I watched Hank move off of Kim and I began fucking Kim immediately. Kim responded with more moans. Hank and I swapped a few times, Kim was enjoying it immensely, I could tell as she was matching Hanks thrusts with her own. Sometimes, Hank would stop thrusting while he elevated his body slightly above Kim. Kim would desperately push her hips upward, trying to get the full length of his cock.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Finally, after the third assault on Kim, Hank could not hold back any longer. He started to twist his hips and really thrust into her. Lisa was now pushing her nipple into Kim’s mouth to suck. I was behind Lisa and fucking her doggy style. Everyone was moaning. Hank grabbed Kim’s ass and really fucked her hard. He gritted his teeth and said, “ooooh, keep squeezing those pussy muscles baby.” He then made a continuous moan and we knew he was Cumming. Kim had still not reached her climax although she sounded close.

 

Once Hank crawled off of Kim, Lisa began to moan louder. I held her hair tight as she pushed against my cock in rapid strokes. Lisa came while Kim was still sucking and biting her nipples. It was so hot. I needed to cum too.

 

I moved from Lisa and released Kim’s legs from the binds. I got over her and pulled her legs up over my shoulder. I saw Hanks cum dribbling from her swollen bald cunt and just realized what a true fantasy come through all this was to me at that moment. I pushed my cock into her cum-wet pussy and began to ride her sweat-drenched body for a final ride.

 

Hank watched from the chair, he was totally spent. I knew that Kim was sore now but she still needed to cum again. I slapped her ass a few times and told her to tighten her pussy. She responded with moans. I felt the friction of her cunt increase with my strokes. Lisa moved closer and began working Kim’s tits with her hands.

 

I continued to slap Kim’s ass and ordering her to move her ass back and forth. I told her to beg to cum. Kim said “please fuck me, make me cum, please.” I knew that Kim really wanted to cum so bad, she had been holding back. Hank moved to the bed and reached under Kim. I had her ankles way back near her head as I thrust into her sweet creamy pussy.

 

Lisa and Hank looked at each other and then Lisa positioned her fingernails into Kim’s long nipples. She didn’t apply pressure yet; she just cupped Kim’s breasts and waited for something to happen. Hank reached under Kim and forced his thumb into Kim’s ass. She yelled out in pain. He thrust at her again and again as I continued to fuck her.

 

Kim’s breathing was getting louder and combined with her moans. Lisa could sense Kim’s orgasm and dug her nails into Kim’s nipples harshly. Hank said, “tell us what you said in the hot tub Kim.” Kim winced again with the combined pain of the nipple pinching and anal thrusts. “What, ooohh, what did I say.” “The Horny line, you know.” “Say it as you cum.” Kim moaned out a few more times and then Hank forced two fingers in her ass. She yelled out loudly, “Mee Me so Oooooh Hooooorny.” I’m fucking cummmmmming, oooooohh!!!!!!” Kim came the hardest she ever did in her life. She pushed against Hanks fingers and my cock hard and fast. She screamed as her body twitched from her head to her toes. She came for several seconds, it seemed like minutes.

 

Finally, we all collapsed, spent from all the sex and after effects of the alcohol. Everyone was sore and beat. We all rested and showered. After a late morning Breakfast Hank and Lisa left for the day. Kim could barely walk, her pussy and was so bruised. Lisa just said that it was her sorest but best birthday ever. She then asked each of us, when our birthdays were. I knew what was coming; hopefully it wouldn’t wait for our real birthday.

 

 

p;            By

                                                               A. G. Thomas



Are you sure that fancy MacIntosh of yours can do it Johnny Brad asked. "Well.... not by itself it can't, but to answer your question yes I can do it. Hell you saw the pictures of Seth's sister that I edited with just Aperture. Now I've got Final Cut Pro too, so yeah damn tooting I can do it. All you have to do is get the shots that we talked about then leave the rest to me."

Late the next day a broadly grinning Brad handed his digital camera to Johnny so that he could upload what was stored on its video chip. Minutes later, but what seemed like an eternity to the boys, the screen filled with nearly four dozen photos of the beautiful camp counselor Regina Larkin. That Brad had photographed her from nearly every conceivable angle and in various situations with the nine and ten year old boys that she supervised was not only a plus but would make Johnny's job easier.

As Johnny glanced over them his eyes fastened on one in particular. A perfectly innocent one if viewed as taken but one that after he got through with it it would be the most damaging. Again letting his eyes move over the photos he picked out several more he found rather appealing and which by the time he finished his magic would be downright sinful. The thought that any one of the altered photos would not only get her arrested but labeled a child molester if she didn't submit to his demands appealed to him.

Using the ten or so photographs of her in her bikini teaching the young boys to swim, not only as a guide to accurately depict her measurements but miniscule muscle tone as well he highlighted the photo he'd first chosen. With the click of a button his screen filled with her squatting in the midst of her preteen charges. Her graceful hands were on the hips of two of the boys to either side of her and she was smiling up at the young ten year old right in front of her as a half dozen others stood arranged around her in a semi circle.

As he stared at the picture he did not see what was before him. What he saw, what his mind envisioned was the finished product. Oh sweet fucking Christ this is going to be so mother fucking hot he muttered silently as with great care yet practiced grace he brushed out her halter top and shorts. With as much care as before he filled in and blended her coppery skin tone where her clothes had been. Satisfied with his efforts his attention shifted to the young boys.

He thought about removing every boy's clothes, but that would be overkill and totally out of character in an outdoor setting. No, better to simply do those directly before and to either side of her. Over the next hour and a half or so three boy's pants were bunched about their ankles and their little two and three inch boners were standing out proudly as if straining for her attention. With great care and attention to shadows and detail he lightly indented the two boy's hips where her fingers were touching so as to make it look as if she were encouraging them to come closer.

With a smile lighting his face he leaned back looking at the end result. Would she, unlike the boys be naked he mused. Yes, all the better to excite and arouse her little charges as well as to leave no doubt in their young minds that she wanted them and that she was theirs to enjoy. Clothes, oh fucking Christ her clothes. If she'd removed them where where they?

For long immeasurable minutes he looked intently at the picture pondering where she would have discarded her clothes. Then with daft strokes he placed her crumbled halter top halfway between herself and the youngster whose hip her left hand was upon. Again looking at the picture he decided that the best place for her shorts was also to her left yet not directly upon but slightly touching her blouse and closer to her. Thus realistically making it appear as if both had been carelessly discarded after their hurried removal.

Again looking at the results he pondered whether or not he should bother with inserting bra and panties. No, sluts didn't bother with such apparel, especial in a situation such as the photograph was depicting. After another careful inspection of the finished product he saved and moved to the next photo. Several hours later in the wee hours of the mourning, though still having four photos to alter, he was just to tired to go on. Figuring it was better to be safe then sorry he shut down his powerbook.

In the few hours of sleep he did manage to get during that third night of camp a very naked Regina Larkin was prominent in his dreams. Breakfast then lunch and in-between each a pestering and eager Brad. Yet by 2:48 that afternoon the boy's were appraising his handy work. Pulling each photo up in turn and enlarging it to fill his seventeen inch screen he studied each carefully with a critical and appraising eye. Finally satisfied that even an expert would hesitate in declaring with certainty that the photos were any thing but what they were purported to be he made a folder for them then shut down his powerbook.

Hey what's going on? I thought you were going to print out copies so we could confront her Brad huffed. "And how pray tell do you think I can do that? Do you see a printer anywhere on my bed or in my locker. Or did you expect me to just pull one out of my ass shit head." "Well what the fuck are we gonna do" screeched a nearly frantic and disappointed Brad. For several long minutes Johnny sat in silence thinking while his new found friend and coconspirator Brad paced up and down muttering wasted, all wasted, now we'll never get in her pants.

"Don't be to sure" Johnny chuckled as he again opened his MacBook Pro. "What I'm about to do will be a hell of a lot more convincing then a hundred doctored photographs." An hour later Brad was staring dumbstruck at a web site that with a simple push of a button would be on the worldwide web. Since Johnny knew his moms credit card number paying for the space and even setting up an account for people to pay their membership fees to had been no problem.

All that remained now was to confront the girl of their dreams, show her what they had and explain to her what would happen if she didn't spread her legs. Disconnecting the power cord Johnny put his MacBook to sleep then closed the lid. With the battery fully charged there would be no problem in showing her what they had. Hell he could let her stare at each photo as long as she wanted and with him tapped into the camps computer system uploading her future web site even somewhere other then their cabin was as simple as a click of a button if need be.

Together with picking up his computer and telling Brad to bring his video camera he strutted out the door in search of Regina. If not for her pausing and looking about before opening the door to the kitchen and slipping inside they would have missed her. As it was they almost missed her anyway for that was the last place either of them had expected her to be.   
 
Counselors didn't usually enter the kitchen, at least not when the grouchy old negro cook was preparing a meal. Their curiosity aroused the two fifteen year olds, while trying to look as inconspicuous as possible, hurried toward the kitchen. Less then a minute after Regina had entered they were peering through the screen door into what should have been a busy kitchen but was curiously empty. Pots where simmering on the stove, vegetables and other paraphernalia were scattered over the counter but no one was visible.

Though neither spoke each looked at the other as if asking where the hell was she. Even more puzzling to them though was where the hell was the Fat old negro cook and his three helpers. For a minute, maybe two, each looked at the other before Brad hissed try the door. To their utter amazement instead of it being locked as they had expected would be the case it swung open easily.

As they stepped inside the unspoken thought of each that hanky panky was going on vanished, yet where the hell was everyone. Looking at each other as if to confirm the others thoughts that if there had been hanky panky going on the door would have been locked they turned toward the doors leading into the dining room. But before they had taken a step a garbled moan from the opposite direction stopped them. Freezing like deer caught in a poachers spot light each slowly cocked his head listening intently for the sound to repeat itself.

Johnny was the first to move as the gurgling moan was repeated. Like a kid sneaking downstairs on Christmas morning, long before his parents had awaken, he tiptoed toward the large walk in pantry. Brad was a half a step behind and raising his camera as they stepped to the partially open pantry door just as for the third time the gurgling sputtering moan was repeated. This time though over riding it was a mirth filled raspy voice that each teenager knew all to well.

"That's it slut, that's it, suck that nigga's dick. Drain him of his sweet tasting black baby making jazz that you love so well bitch." A second later as if affirming the words and what the boys where hesitant yet eager to witness a guttural sputtering groin of God damn but this honky slut sucks a mean dick. As if one the boy's eyes flew to the five inch crack to peer disbelievingly into the pantry just in time to see the negro thrust and hold his loins tight to Rachel's flushed face.

He was so close that her nose was pressed into his belly leaving little doubt that even if he only had a five inch cock it was lodged in her throat. Even as Brad brought up his camera and snapped a shot of the depraved scene the negro pulled back till only the knob of his glistening black cock was between Regina's lips. "Swallow slut, swallow it all. Don't loose a fucking drop you nasty black cock loving slut" the negro whose cock she was sucking groaned.

The working of Rachel's throat, the claw like grasping of his dark thighs, all indications that she was endeavoring to comply were for naught though as cum mixed with saliva oozed from between her tightly clasping lips. When three shoots later the negro pulled from her mouth and even as her fingers pushed the stringy glob that had dribbled down her chin to her lips the fat negro cook growled "God damn it bitch he told you not to loose a fucking drop. What are you stupid? Can't your trashy white ass follow simply instructions from your nigga masters. I've a good mind to kick your skanky white ass out instead of letting the brother's slam dick to your white trash ass. Is that what you be wanting bitch? Does you want me to kick your skanky ass out of my kitchen without you getting breed? Well is it you fucking slut?"

To the boys surprise the kneeling Rachel began to cry. In-between sobs she pleaded with him not to kick her out, for him to please let them fuck her. For a second it looked as if her whimpering pleas had little effect on the slovenly fat cook but then he grinned evilly. "Well I'll let it slid this time bitch seeing as how this is only your third breeding. But disobey me or one of my boys again and so help me I don't give a shit if you announce over the PA system how much you love black pleasuring, won't none of us give you what you be wanting while you here. Got it?"

"Yes master. Thank you master, thank you for forgiving your worthless white trash cum slut." That she eagerly said the words while looking up into the ugly pock marked face of the obese negro cook stunned the boy's. They had been willing to bet anything that the negro's, just as they themselves had been about to do, were somehow forcing her to do their bidding.

"All right bitch, chuck them fucking clothes and lets get another look at that fine looking white body of yours" the grotesque negro cook chuckled. As she eagerly stood Brad quickly calculated his cameras ability if switched to movie mode. 4GB equals about 90 minutes minus the half dozen stills he'd already shot comes to a safe 1 hour of video. Pressing the movie button on his Canon PowerShot S5 1S digital camera he pointed it at the scene before them. That every word, every moan, every grunt, wheeze and slap of naked flesh against naked flesh would also be captured while in movie mode was deeply appreciated at that moment.

Over the next hour and forty three minutes, only an hour and seventeen of which was captured on film, the boys watched as one after the other then two and finally three at a time the four negro's used their dream girl as one would a two bit whore. In that hour and seventeen minutes her soul filled pleas for them to fuck her, for them to breed her, to give her a negro baby were captured in stereo. So too were the negro's taunts, their abusive demeaning demands as they repeatedly and continuously used her various orifices. Also captured was the unmistakable sound of naked flesh against naked flesh as well as the squishy sounds of cock drilling her sloppy cum filled holes.

Only when together with the slovenly fat cook pulling his spent cock from Regina's well used asshole and everyone, Regina included, begin to get dressed did the boy's move. But even as they were stepping back from the door the grotesque fat negro's contemptuous snickering command came to their ears. "Since the day after tomorrow is your day off and no one will think it strange if you leave camp I'll be taking your white ass into Charlotte tomorrow evening for a proper breeding.

Don't you be worrying none about what to wear slut cause I'll have a skimpy little flirt skirt and bikini top for you. Wouldn't do to have my little cum slut looking like other then what she is when I presents her to dah better then two dozen nigga's what's already paid me to breed her white trash ass now would it?. Now get your skanky...."

But the obese negro cooks last words went heard as the once scheming teenagers turned and rushed from the kitchen.

     

iss my neck again. a soft moan escaped my mouth as his hand traced my body. he started at my neck and followed through to my thighs. he gently rubbed my thighs back and forth back and forth each time getting closer to my already soaked pussy. i rolled over so we were completely facing each other and he put his arm over me and grabbed my ass. i kissed his ear and whisspered "please take me now". hearing this stephen took off his clothes so he only had his boxers on. as i started to undress myself stephen stopped me and said "would you let me have the pleasure?" i nodded and he slowly started to take my shirt off kissing up my mid section till my shirt was off stopping at my bra. he looked me in the eyes and asked "are you sure you wanna do this?" i smiled and said "hey, you were the one tryin to feel me up earlier!!" that shut him up quickly. he undid the bra clasps and took off my bra andvthrew it on the floor by my shirt. he sucked my nipples till they were hard as a rock. then he undid my pants and slipped them off along with my panties. once i was completely naked he just stared at me and my nakedness. oh how i wanted to feel him inside of me. i could see a tent pitched in his boxers and knew he wanted me as badly as i want him. he slowly kissed his way up my legs till his mouth was at my pussy. i could feel his breath on my pussy and i pushed myself closer till he started to lick me. he nibbled at my clit and probed me with his toung oh god did it ever feel good. he got me just on the verge of an orgasm then stopped. he climbed up my body till he was looking me in the eyes and kissed me long and hard. while he was kissing me he all of a sudden rammed his cock into my pussy breaking my hymen. i broke our kiss as i screamed in pain. i started to thrash about in pain but he just held me down and kept saying " sshhhh baby it'll get better. i'm sorry if i surprised you. ssshhhhh." i buried my face in his chest and cried. he slowly moved in and out of me in long deep strokes. the pain started to ease a little bit and i moved to meet his rythem. he slowly picked up the pace and was soon pounding me like a jack hammer. i screamed as i had my first ever orgasm which was followed shortly after by him blowing his load in my pussy.he collapsed on top of me. i gently massaged his scalp. we rolled over so i was on top. we kissed again and he told me " i love you so much. please don't ever leave me." i looked into his eyes and said "i love you with all my heart. how could i ever leave you?" with that we fell asleep in eachothers arms. i awoke the next morning to find stephen gone. i got up still groggy from the previous night to find some clean clothes (old slacks, a plain white t-shirt, a bra and thong panties) with a note on pinned to them. the note read " put these on and come downd stairs." so i did. i went down stairs to see stephen making breakfast in the kitchen. he must of heard me come down cause he turned around and said "mornin' good lookin'." i responded  by saying "morning. what are you makin?" "eggs and bacon" he made us both plates and we ate. we went back upstairs after cleaning up to watch some t.v. we were cuddling when he said "i wanna ask you a question." "ok shoot" "well i dunno how to ask this. but will you...you know...will you marry me?" "YES!!! YES!!! a thousand times YES!!!" we couldn't wait for our parents to return home so we could share the good news.

THE END!!!

ing on her covers naked liking her nipple while looking at me. I laughed at her (Drunk myself) and she pointed at me then licked her finger then rubbed her slit, then whispered "lick me!" so I went and began licking her slit.

She moan so sexually and rubbed her clit in my face while I sucked on her cunt. after a juicy long lick I went up to her and she just said "fuck me!" so I began pounding her pussy so she began moaning even louder. We then moved to doggy and I began slapping my ass against her clit like I had never done before and she was loving it. She moaned "oh yeah! yeah! oh my god!!!" then I felt her cum all down both our legs and I heard a fading moan cum from Dani as she then turned to me and said "I just wanna suck your cock" so I let her blow me for about 15 minutes until I came in her mouth, she just looked at me with cum dripping out of her mouth while smiling at me.

I tell you that this time was not the last. We've done it so many time so differently...And what great times they were.

bsp;           ************************************************

 

I awoke with a start. It took me a second to figure out where I was. I looked down and smiled, remembering who was here all cuddled up with me on the front seat of my truck. I also thought about what we had shared while we were parked here at this Yellowstone Lake over look.

 

Corrine was snoring quietly. Good grief!  She obviously was a deep sleeper since she never stirred to my erratic body movements as I awoke startled, not immediately understanding all of what was around me. We must have dozed off for a while at the culmination of her erotic seduction of me.

 

The large rain drops continued to still make tapping sounds on the truck roof.  The rain storm was encouraging the evening darkness to creep in and envelop us earlier than usual. I now could feel the dampness encroaching in on the truck cab. It was time to leave our little cocoon of happiness and return to the warm lodge.

 

We had been just holding each other close, enjoying all the emotions and feelings surrounding the intimate moments we had just shared a while ago. I knew that I wanted to just hold Corrine and be alone with my private thoughts and just snuggle. We could just stay and enjoy the quiet for a few more minutes. There was a certain surging of feelings being shared between us. I’m sure that the premature separations from our previous long time partners contributed to our intensified feelings of wanting and needing each others companionship at the moment. Then I guess sleep just crept up and took hold of us.

 

I caressed Corrine’s head and temple to slowly awaken her to her new surroundings; but I was not successful. Suddenly her eyes opened and she jerked free of me and sat up straight with a mildly frightened look of “Where the hell am I?” in her eyes. I was giggling seeing her go through the little dilemma that I was now recovered from.

 

I held my arms in an upright position of “I surrender!” posture while she fully became awake and recognized who I was and where she was.

 

“Oooohhhh …I’m sorry…I’m sorry! I must have fallen asleep. I was dreaming about California and suddenly I was here in the truck and the rain!”

 

I put my arm around her and she was trembling. “Everything is alright Corrine. Everything is alright! We need to get back to the lodge.” It was just that she woke in a strange place and it had startled her.     

 

I started the truck. It was getting cold in the cab and the rain was a still a steady down pour. I rolled down the window a little to see if there was a place where I could get out of the truck and under a tree for shelter. Yup it was time again for me to find a good tree or a flat rock.

 

 Corinne kind of stretched her neck to look past me and ask “What’s out there? I don’t see anything but rain and wetness.”

 

“Nothing, I was looking for a flat rock”

 

“Good grief Bobby!  Every time you look around you need to go and find a flat rock or a bush.  I once had a dog that just could not pass up a bush. 

 

“Really …your dog could not pass up a bush! Hmmmmm did he have any bad habits?”

 

I had to think for a moment. Did she call me Bobby? What happened to Robert, her brother’s name that she was so adamant about calling me?

 

“Corrine …you just called me Bobby and not Robert like you have been! How come?

 

 The look on her face said all there was to say but she clarified it for me anyway.

 

“You are definitely not a Robert!”

 

“Ooooooooh … Robert doesn’t look for a tree or a bush in the wilds?”

 

I could see from the look on Corrine’s face it was best to change subjects!

 

It now started to rain even harder as I drove around the loop to get out to the main road. Just before we were getting to the intersection with the main road, a herd of about 30 bison were bedded down right on the road. They were under some over hanging tree branches seeking a little relief from the down pour. They completely blocked the roadway and they were not going to get up. Corinne suggested that I blow the horn to get them out of the road.

 

“Ahhh …. that’s not the best of ideas honey.”

 

Seductively she smiled with “Ooooohhh ….Yoooouuuuu just called me honey!”

 

Now that was an oops on my part. I just continued on with explaining to Corrine that bison with calves don’t like to have truck horns blown at them. Mature bison do not consider cars and trucks to be a formidable foe. They look at colorful cars more like big cupcakes and will not think twice about coming over and caving in your car grill or door if you challenge them or get them excited. I got that little tidbit of information from the Park Rangers at a around the camp fire presentation that occur frequently in Yellowstone.

 

I had to back up and turn around to go back the way we had just come from. I could not however wait any longer to pee though. I stopped on the side of the road under a large pine tree for a little bit of shelter from the downpour as I announced I was making a “Cowboy stop”.

 

Corinne said “What’s a cowboy stop?” as I opened the truck door and slid to the ground and peed next to the truck with the door opened. Jeese was it raining! 

 

When I finally climbed back into the dry truck and was out of the downpour, I announced that was a Cowboy Stop. Corrine’s only comment was a sarcastic “You are just one surprise after another every minute I’m with you….. Bobbeeee”

 

The additional emphasis on Bobby said all there was needed to be said also.

 

What the hell….I liked being called Bobby anyway, instead of…… Robert!

 

Now I felt much better. We finally were now off to the lodge and I could see the road again ……clearly! 

 

 

 

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Arriving at the lodge we found that they had lit the fireplace at the lodge and it was the place to be on a night like we were experiencing. The chill and dampness of the wilderness air was very uncomfortable due to the change in the weather.

 

We found a big fluffy couch and snuggled up with our drinks. Other lodge visitors could see that this was going to be the place to be for the night and it was a good idea to get a place by the fire early. I was very content with the good feeling of the surroundings, this fine woman as a companion, the warmth of the Yellowstone Park lodge and a few good stiff drinks. I think Corrine was displaying the same feelings of contentment also. She scratched my back as I swayed in total bliss. I once turned to look at Corrine and she was swaying with me, her eyes closed …. She was off somewhere else in a world of her own also. I knew I had one too many drinks. Corrine, however, did not know that she had one too many drinks …… but her attempts at speaking sure did!

 

Now it was getting late and I mentioned we had forgotten to eat and I needed to get going back to my tent that was some distance from the lodge. I was also hungry and I could see they had essentially closed the dining places that I could from the lodge area. Corrine attempted to stand up but was a little unsteady on her feet.

 

 “Too much to drink with no food in my belly.” was her comment. “Let’s go back to my cabin; I have a cooler and some sandwich makings. I have two sleeping bags, a heater in the cabin and a double bed.”

 

She looked up at me while I was steadying her on her feet. Now she began to whisper ever so softly in my ear. She now recognized that she had spoken a little loud in her vocalization. A few of the fireplace visitors were tuning in to what she had said and were summing up the situation.   She was displaying that she was a little bit embarrassed and did not want anyone close by to hear any more of her comments.

 

“I don’t want you to go and sleep in your tent tonight.  It’s too far for you to drive and you been drinking. …. I want you to stay with me tonight. I need you to keep me warm. I’m a little embarrassed with what I’m saying. I would not be saying this without the booze in me.”

 

I smiled as I was thinking “ Right! I believe every word you are saying!”

 

We drove the short distance from the lodge to her cabin in the pouring rain. The cabins were still the same as in years before when I stayed in them. They were still very rustic, frugal but dry. The cabin was definitely better than my tent; especially on a night like this. And then there was…… well Corrine!

 

I turned on the heater and the warming of the small cabin was just what was needed on a night like this. The dampness we brought in with us slowly dissipated as the cabin quickly warmed.  We put a little snack together to keep away the hunger pains until breakfast. Corrine brought out the extra sleeping bag and went in the bathroom to change. Surprisingly, Corrine navigated across the cabin floor without ricocheting off any objects and through the bathroom door without incident!

 

I could see that the two bags were the same and therefore could be zipped together to make one large sleeping bag. I completed my little effort quickly. I then stripped down completely placing my clothes at the foot of the bed in an attempt of concealment and zipped into one side of the dual sleeping bags……. and waited. Corrine came out with her flannel PJs on. I watched as her hidden scrumptious pointed boobs brushed against the soft flannel garment, gently swinging as she crossed the room to the bed.

 

I was already hard in anticipation and excited with the way things were going and what was coming. She turned off the tiny one light in the cabin, rustled about next to the bed for a few seconds and climbed into her side of the bag. I slid over to her and snuggled up to her back and put my hand around her to keep both of us warm. I could tell immediately Corrine was nude …. Her PJs had been removed. With my arm about Corrine and my stiff cock pressed against her butt, it dawned on her that the two bags were zipped together and I was with out any clothes on.

 

She whispered with a very slurred speech in the darkness “You’ve been scheming while I was in changing.”

 

 “Corrine…. where are your PJs?”

 

“Ahhh I guess I lost them! Your badness is contagious.”

 

I moved to come close and into contact with more of her body. I didn’t know what she looked like since I had never seen her undressed. I started to caress her back and was now seeing her for the first time with just my fingertips and the palms of my hand. I was at the base of her back and started to rub and caress the soft cheeks of her butt. As I explored the fullness of her hips, I now became aware of Corrine’s softness.

 

I ran my fingers along her spine just scratching tenderly and then massaging each and every place along the middle of her back. She just made little murmuring sounds of contentment as she wiggled her entire body around fully enjoying my caressing and attempts at her seduction.

 

I moved from her hips and ran my fingers up along her side, gently scratching as I went until I reached just below her arms. I began to slide my hand under her arm so I could reach her breasts.

 

“Do I sense you are trying to take advantage of me Bobby?”

 

“Trying, but just getting started.”

 

“Ahhhhh, ….Good. I need to be seduced tonight!”

 

A little too much booze made her some what of a comedian. She was out of character I thought! Boy was I wrong!

 

I cupped her left breast and held it …. Seeing it with only by touch. It was more than adequate in size and I visualized it to be shaped like an ice cream cone. Her breast came to a point with the tip being a small nipple that flowed along with the shape of her breast. I wondered what color they would be. I slowly began caressing one of Corinne’s nipples with my finger tip. It responded quickly to my attention that made it become stiff and erect. I then took hold of her nipple between two fingers and with tenderness squeezed just the tip.

 

Corrine made an “Mmmm” hum followed by “Touch them gently Bobby. My nipples are very sensitive tonight!”

 

“Would they feel better if I kissed and made love to them with my tongue?”

 

“Ooooohhh  please.”

 

Corrine rolled over onto her back in the sleeping bag as I pulled the top of the sleeping bag aside just enough to uncover her breasts in the darkness. Unseen, I sought her breasts and nipples with my mouth and tongue. I licked and sucked just on the tips of her breasts. What an extraordinary emotion of feeling a breast that was so pointed and got larger as I slid down from the tip towards the base. Her breasts were of a size that I could not take all of one into my mouth. I did however vigorously but tenderly suck and embrace each nipple in a tongue dance just as I was told to do.

 

Corrine was responding rapidly as usual to my fondling; her breathing quickened. She was caressing my head and back now digging her fingernails into my back when she felt a surge of pleasure due to my attention to her nipples. Soon I could sense her hands descending along the sides of her body caressing her body, then her hips, now helping me with her tits. Her fingers were then touching my lips that were encircled around a nipple, now touching and feeling my face. Corrine’s entire body was in now writhing in turmoil.

 

 She began repeatedly and softly calling out my name but more in a pleading sorrowful way. Maybe pleading for me to do something ….. May be insistently asking me to help her! 

 

“Bobbeeee, Bobbeeeeee, Bobbeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! 

 

     She did not know what to do with her hands. She began sliding them forward and backwards along her sides in the sleeping bag. Her whole body was moving, her legs were being flexed and the straightened very rapidly, she was already breathing rapidly and moaning continuously and loudly. Corrine grabbed my hair with one hand as the other hand held her tit that I was caressing with my tongue. She moved her fingers up and into my mouth trying to caress the nipple with her fingers at the same time my tongue was rolling around and around licking feverishly at her nipple. Now I licked both her fingers and her nipple at the same time.  That was an erogenous trigger.

 

Corrine growled with a deep and uncharacteristically burly moan…

 

“Ooooohh honey …. Oooooooooooh  babeeeeeeeeee! Please don’t stop”

 

 

Suddenly Corrine’s body shuttered, her back arched as she called out several obscenities as she lifted her hips off the bed supporting her body with her legs and back. She continued with her thrusting against open air at the top of her arch or the possible feeling the touching sensation of the sleeping bag. She held that flexed body position for a second or two, purring deep in her throat and finally collapsing onto the bed while her hips still rhythmically moved gently against the sleeping bag. She had climaxed without any one touching her pussy area. All I had done was caress her breasts and suck on her nipples and fingers. I do not think that she used her fingers to play with her pussy in the darkness at any time… but I could have been mistaken. I however, strongly feel that both her hands were along the sides of her body rubbing and grasping the surrounding sleeping bag. She also had grabbed my hair and probed my mouth and lips with her fingers. 

 

Now I became very aroused thinking about her very hot and erotic performance in the darkness of the cabin. Everything that I was an unseeing spectator too was a completely new experience for me.  I could not separate if this was a normal behavior for Corrine or a consequence of two many drinks? If it just was the number of drinks it would be nice to know how many drinks were needed. What a woman!

 

“Are you alright honey?”

 

I did not hear a verbal reply, just a tight grasping on my hand and a deep sigh. Corrine turned on her side and snuggled up to me sniffling quietly. After a few minutes, she almost inaudibly spoke… “I love you!” I wasn’t going to comment to that statement or go there.

 

She displayed what appeared to have been an exhausting experience and she needed to relax. I was excited for her and myself in that I had helped her experience what to me was a truly exciting climax. I was satisfied and could wait for the morning. I now sighed and started to relax.

 

I guess I was dozing. I know I had not been sleeping. I was listening to the rain hitting the cabin roof again. Corinne started kissing my face and lips. There was no doubt that she was displaying she was horny and sexually aroused again. She was not satisfied!

 

I found myself holding one of her tits and my lips against the other one. I let go of her tit as Corrine’s hand took hold of my hand. Before I could understand the whole situation that was developing next to me in the darkness, she had my hand in hers and was directing my hand to her pussy and her clit with another “I love you!” whisper.  Well, maybe with a great amount of slurring of her speech.

 

I did not need further encouragement to slide my hand down between her legs. I separated her pussy lips that were protected in a natural growth of what at first felt like silky soft fuzz. When I touched her more closely her pussy area was entirely wet including the insides of her legs. I could also tell the sleeping bag beneath her hips was sopping wet. I knew instinctively she had to have squirted for that level of wetness to have occurred. Now I was really keyed up and wanted to play.

 

“Please touch me there and play with me ….please!”

 

  Corinne instinctively spread her legs to allow me full access to her wanting pussy.  I inserted two fingers deep into her pussy and curled them up and behind her clit while placing my thumb on her clit. Corinne moaned immediately to the insertion of my fingers. Both of her hands were also caressing her own pussy region along with helping me insert my fingers. She was already playing with her own clit vying with my thumb for space to caress her clit. I went to attempting to reach and caress her “G” spot to see if I could stimulate her to quickly reach another climax. I moved my fingers in a rocking motion in an attempt to stimulate her every where at once. She reacted strongly to my incursion and my attempts to insert more fingers.

 

I had to speak… I had to know if this was all she wanted me to do. I was hard and ready to just slide my cock into her after all this teasing of my senses.

 

 When I asked “What do you want me to do?” Corrine moaned for me to use my fingers just like I was doing.

 

 I could get three fingers in her pussy with ease and rub her “G” spot. Four fingers were uncomfortable for me and restricted my resolve to do her good.  I was torn between caressing deep inside her pussy and rapidly sliding my fingers in and out of her pussy. Each attempt at pleasuring her was obviously bringing her to another elevated level of ecstasy. My own sensors were in an overload from maintaining Corrine’s satisfaction without being able to reach the same level of satisfaction for my self. Corrine was self absorbed in her muti-orgasmic emotional state coupled with a little too much to drink.    

 

Once again her body just began to tremble. Her body shook from her head to toe while pumping against my hand. It was now obvious to me she most likely was multi-orgasmic.  It was difficult to keep sucking on her breast and sliding my fingers into her tunnel as she pumped vigorously with complete abandonment of restricting her emotions or movements.

 

 I moved away from her breast and caressing her nipples with my tongue. I felt that I could have hurt her or myself with her extreme body movements. I was just caressing her pussy for a minute or so when it became apparent to me that she was just about ready to explode. Corrine could not control her longing to climax any longer. I felt her stomach muscles starting to convulse as the sensations of her orgasmic splendor surged through her body unabated. Now there were the sounds of delight emanating from deep within body just as I experienced her squirting love juices from her pussy onto my fingers and the palm of my hand. Once again Corrine collapsed with long verbalization as to her internal emotional feelings and of course her love of me.

 

Two of her hands now covered my hand and fingers, restricting any attempt at any movement of my fingers that were still imbedded in her love box. I thought that she was now possibly seeking some relief from her somewhat over indulgence in sex activities. In the longer term of many minutes, I was wrong again. But for the immediate moments…..well…..

 

“Bobby ….Bobby  please stop!” followed by another yielding comment of “Oh Bobby!”  I knew to stop and not even make the slightest movement with my fingers. All was now very quiet in the cabin and in the sleep bag.

 

In a few minutes, I felt her hands releasing the pressure on my hand. Now an attempt was being made to very, very slowly have me withdraw my fingers that were still deep in sacred territory. There was an apparent tightness to her muscles that were holding my fingers somewhat firmly.  

 

 “Easy Bobby, go slow, easy,…. Easy….. Easy.”   There was an inhaling air between clenched teeth and then a relieved “ah-huh” followed by an exhaling of air as she slowly allowed my fingers to be released from the very wet confines of her love box. Now she just settled down in the sleeping bag with a great sigh.

 

 What a second intense climax from my unseen viewpoint. I could only imagine what she had experienced once again. Corinne sure did not seem to require much of a stimulus to climax and so far she did not seem to be at the end of her capabilities to climax again.

 

At this point, I became aware that my cock was completely soft; I was not horny and not sexually stimulated to any significant degree. I certainly was not ready for action. I was however, emotionally high with what I had been an unseen partner too in the almost complete darkness of the cabin with only my ears and hands to ‘see’. Truly what a tremendous emotional rush for me and I could only imaging what had happen to Corrine.

 

I felt her hand moving along my side and I took hold of it. She held on tight. We lay there side by side, very still and quiet. A few minutes later, she mentioned that I had not been taken care of.  I turned to her in the darkness and could sense she was looking at me. I told her to not worry about me. What she had done to me in the afternoon and again that night was just beautiful and so emotional satisfying for me.

 

Corrine replied that “My X would not be satisfied with me.”  I whispered “I’m not your X. Turn on your side and I’ll snuggle up to your back.”

 

 

 

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I snuggled up against her hips and back for a while. I had her flex her knees so I could get very close in contact with her body as we snuggled blissfully in the warmness of the sleeping bags.

 

I thought that she was asleep when I felt her hand slowly moving along side of my body. She found what she was seeking, held it and squeezed it gently to see if I was awake. I didn’t move but it was growing and swelling rapidly to the attention it was receiving.

 

 “Are you asleep?” I answered “Yes.”

 

 “Just what I expected you to answer!”

 

Corrine began to gently squeeze and massage my cock until it was at maximum hardness. I took the cheek of her ass and spread it slightly as Corinne also lifted her leg and placed it over mine. She was essentially spread wide open and I could only imagine her pussy lips slightly opened in the darkness with all the pinkness and wetness waiting for some loving attention.

I took hold of my cock and placed it accidentally close to the other more restricted accessed entrance to her body from behind. Corrine recoiled to my touching her there so close with a definite “No.”.

 

As I moved and probed to replace my cock against her body, she reached between her legs and placed my stiff cock at the entrance to her pussy while lifting her leg and replacing it over my legs once my cock was in place. Corrine flexed her hips and I pushed ever so lightly and it slid into a nice small, wet and tight tunnel. Her tightness caught me by surprise.

 

 

 She began to move and push back against me … I pressed against her for maximum depth. She was pressing against me while I continued my gentle pushing. Her hand was now on the cheek of my butt, trying to get me in deeper. She apparently grabbed our pillow from me as my half was pulled from under my head and face. Her body English was signaling she was cuddling amorously with the pillow as we picked up our rhythm of strongly thrusting back against each other.

 

 Corrine was breathing heavy already when she called out “Bobby!” The voice inflection was one of excitement. Again my name was called but with a higher pitch of excitement as she went to a softly panting. I began to pump fast as I could, my hips slapping against the cheeks of her butt. Every time she called my name with that voice inflection, it only signaled one thing, even if we had just started to play. I felt she was going to climax very soon …. she was just about there. She called my name once more with emotion and went silent and very still for a second or two. She erupted with a loud moan and long drawn out “Ooooohhhhh” ….. pushing against me while telling me she was cuming now. I was amazed at how many times she had now climaxed since I was with her and with so little stimulus and so quickly once I initiated any touching or caressing.

 

 I stayed against her as she began to roll onto her belly as I pumped hard. I tried to stay inside her as we rolled over within the sleeping bag. She spread her legs as she got on to her belly. I came almost as soon as she was on her belly. It was not as intense as some climaxes but the amount love juice I was squirting and the release of tension that I was feeling as I was cuming was so enjoyable after my long wait. I continued my climaxing while she was whispering “Ooooh I can feel you cuming in me.” I stayed on top of her back for a short time. I felt I was too heavy on her.

 

 I finally rolled on to my side as Corrine rolled with me without having my cock slip out from her pussy. She commented that we make a good couple with not having us come apart in that maneuver. We lay wedged together for a while until I got soft and my cock slipped out of Corrine and on to the side of her leg. It stayed between us as we lay there dozing in the darkness.

 

Corrine and I had been dozing. I was brought back to reality by her whispering that her sleeping bag felt very wet. I correctly assumed that was my queue that she was finally satisfied and done fucking. I now was supposed to do something about the little fish pond we had created in the sleeping bag. I unzipped my bag and stumbled across to the bathroom. From there, I knew where I could find the light switch for the one light hanging from the ceiling. I got some towels from the bathroom and returned to the bed saying “Close your eyes I’m putting on the light in here.”

 

 She had already moved to my side of the sleeping bag and was sound asleep …. snuggled up to my pillow and snoring. I unzipped her side of the bag, amazed at how big a wet spot was in the bag.  She must have flowed heavily or experienced multiple squirting ejaculations. Coupled with my more meager efforts resulted in the very large wet spot.

 

 I cleaned the spot as best as I could and placed two folded towels over the spot. I climbed back in and listened to the rain on the roof. I loved the noise of the rain hitting the roof …. With a sigh of contentment and the warmth of Corrine next to me I snuggled up to my pillow. Why did I always get stuck with the wet side?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 The next thing I knew it was morning and Corinne was sitting next to me beaming. I got a good morning kiss.  She had her PJs on and I commented

 

“Looks like you found them! How do you feel?”

 

Corrine shrugged her shoulders with I’m just OK but I would like some breakfast! I was sure she would have a head ache after what I sensed was too much to drink.

 

She asked how I got on her side of the sleeping bag. It was easier to say I didn’t know than to get into it. I stood up nude and put out my arms for her to come to me. She looked down at my tired, shriveled and lost little cock and commented that he looks content. She came to me and she felt so warm and lovable. This was one exciting woman and should make someone a good wife.

 

I held her close and said “You know that I just had a most beautiful and erotic experience with the most lovable woman in my life last night.  But I do not know what she looks like! If you were to remove your PJs would you be embarrassed to show me in the daylight?”

 

 Corrine back away from me and began to slowly unbutton the top of her PJs while telling me that she could not do this with just any man. She did not understand why she could do it with me without hesitation. When she reached the last button, the top was slowly opened to expose a body that was only ‘seen’ by my hands and fingers in complete darkness.

 

She completed the opening without taking her eyes from mine. Her breasts were extraordinary and I told her so. They were just as I imagined from seeing her with my hands. So long and thin near the tips with a light tan nipple that finished out her breast to a point. She then placed her thumbs into the top of her bottoms and slowly slid them down over her hips exposing her love nest that was covered in fine light blond hair. She straightened up and they fell to her ankles without further effort on her part.

 

“I’m a natural blond with just a high light in my hair as you can see. Well, what do you think?”

 

Grinning I commented “Things look delicious from over here!”

 

She was a gem of a woman and that was very evident in all she did since we were together. She came to me and put her head on my chest and held me for a minute before she commented

 

 “I’m just wondering how many times you have used this act in seducing a woman!” 

 

It seems to me she was probing me in a somewhat less than a vague way about previous encounters. I did not like her questioning but I remained silent. She then requested that we get dressed. I said not yet as I pulled her in close to me and just stood with her in a warm embraced. Both of our eyes were closed.

 

Now she recognized our state of undress and she stirred to being embarrassed with our daylight encounter. It was time to get dressed. She quickly made her way to the bathroom to make herself decent. I quickly got dressed and put on my jacket. I called out to her through the bathroom door that I needed a coffee and I’ll be back in a minute. I had my camping box with my coffee and extra items in the back of the truck which I retrieved into the cabin. Sure enough the extra items that I needed to make coffee were in the box. The Y socket for the light socket was there from the last time I stayed in similar cabins.

 

 I had Corrine put the coffee grounds and water in the pot. I pulled the table over until it was under the light socket and the put the extra chair on the table. I placed my box on the chair and stood on the only other chair in the cabin and replaced the light bulb with my Y socket. Corrine handed me the coffee pot with the very short electrical cord that I plugged in to the light fixture and put the pot on the top most box. I threw the light switch and announced with confidence that coffee will be served shortly.

 

There was only one chair left to sit on …. All other furniture in the cabin was being used to perk coffee. Until that moment, she did not know that I had stayed in these cabins before. Corrine was laughing as I pulled her to the bed and lay down along side of her. She looked at the randomly stacked table and chairs with the coffee pot on top. She laughed saying being with me was just one crazy event after another. I didn’t bother to tell her that I had done this exact coffee making furniture stack several in the past when I had stayed in these cabins. I never have remembered to bring a longer cord with me any time I came back to Yellowstone.

 

We just lay there looking into each others eyes and not saying anything. I had deep stirrings inside of me and it wasn’t sexual stirrings. Corrine could see that I was deep in thought as we lay there.

 

 She caressed my face and whispered, “Don’t you dare say anything!”

 

Now she was into more revisiting what had happened last night than continuing with her reflective thoughts...

 

“Bobby! I think I had a little too much to drink last night. Did I say or talk about any body? Did I talk too much?”

 

We were almost nose to nose with our heads on the pillow. Now with a little grin on my face.

 

 “Ahhh. Nope! I would have to say that talking is not what you did the most of last night. Noooooooo, what we did last night together was not talk! You were something special last night!”

 

Corrine started to just tickle me easily here and there and then stopped suddenly! I kept looking at her face on the pillow and she went from smiling to her eyes filling with tears. Corrine began to cry with deep sobbing and I had to pull her in close to me before she could stop.

 

 Soon she quieted down and said “I think the coffee is done perking.” I lifted my head to listen but all I could hear was the pouring rain on the roof of the cabin.  The coffee pot had gone quiet. The coffee was ready.

 

We sat and had coffee and hoped the rain would stop for a while but the forecast on the small radio was rain for the day. Corrine never brought up her crying spell and I let the situation pass. I suggested we go into West Yellowstone for the ride, get a bite to eat and see the town that she was not familiar with. It would be something to do in the rain and a woman can always find something to shop for.  We brought the wet sleeping bag to put in a clothes dryer in town. Corrine thought it was unusual that the bag was so wet. I made no comment except to say she could bring it too a cleaners to be professionally washed and dried when she returned home!

 

As drove along in the rain, she started to talk about herself and her family … just this and that ….a conversation to fill the time …. nothing serious. She finally came around to the wet sleeping bag and just mentioned it out of context to what she was talking about.  She said that she could hear her mother and father making love one night when she was young. She was snickering as she said they were having a good time because she could hear her mother being very vocal as the bed squeaked to the cadence of continuous sensual sex.

 

As she came down the stairs to the kitchen in the morning, her parents were in the kitchen laughing quietly. They were not aware that she was on the stairs listening. She heard her mother say to her father “You certainly buttered my muffin last night!”

 

I smiled at the statement and felt Corrine moving up on my neck as I drove. I thought that she was going to begin her ear nibbling act again.

 

 “No tongues in the ear while I drive!” 

 

Corrine told me to be quiet. She got close to my ear and whispered seductively “You certainly buttered my muffin last night didn’t you! I can tell you did. I remember some of the things we did together. That’s why the sleeping bag is so wet. Right?”

 

 I just shrugged my shoulders and just grinned.

 

 “You bring that muffin around any time and I’ll bring the butter.” Corrine liked my comment and just went back to snuggling against me as I drove.

 

Every time I had a quiet moment to think about Corrine all I could say to my self was

“What a woman!”

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