Adam's Journey

Stormy

Very hot! I can't wait to hear more about Linda, Max and Miguel.

Keep up the good work.

GH

Thanks GH, I've been waiting for inspiration to strike. I've had a bit of a dry spell during our wet spell. I'm hoping it's passed.
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After Kori settled in place, Doug handed her their drinks and swung his leg over the side, ending up sitting on the edge of the tub behind her with one leg on each side of her, his feet and lower legs in the water. She leaned her head back against his crotch, wiggling slightly to settle in against his bulging pouch. I saw his stomach muscles tighten as she pushed against his genitals.

The tub was set up with a four foot wide redwood platform at tub-height along one side. The other three sides had about an ten inch wide lip formed by the fiberglas edge of the tub, designed for easy and comfortable seating. There were steps and a rail at one corner of the tub, and a stepdown from the platform area to the deck of the boat. It was probably overkill, because with the tub sunk a foot or so into the deck, the lip was only about twenty four inches high, and fairly easy to enter or leave directly from the deck surface. Unless you were short.

Kori moved her shoulders around and groaned, enjoying the luxury of the hot water. Nobody had made any immediate move to follow her demand for nudity, despite her example, although looking around I did see several people eyeing her and than glancing at one another. Finally Pam said "What the hell!" and reached behind her back, unhooking her top and pulling it off. She tossed it toward the same lounge chair that held Kori's, but missed, and it landed on the deck with a soft, wet plop. Her large breasts swung free, soft and nicely shaped, and her pink nipples with their large areolas began to pucker noticeably before she slid back down into the water.

Miguel watched this with great interest, then pushed Linda forward and reached down and unfastened her suit. Without being asked, she raised both arms overhead and he lifted her top clear, carelessly dropping it over the edge onto the ground. Max's eyes ran over his wife's semi-nudity, and he blinked rapidly, several times, but said nothing. Miguel then made Linda stand, and he pulled her suit bottom off of her as well, revealing a trim little light brown bush and the front parting of her pink lips, the bump of her inner labia and clitoris centered between them. As he turned her back to face him, I noticed that she had a pretty cute little ass, the kind best admired in tight jeans or during doggy-style sex. Her suit had not been flattering, but she looked pretty good naked!

Something about that, the way Miguel handled Linda in front of her husband, apparently struck Britt as being funny, because she laughed out loud and shook her head before reaching up and pulling the string at her neck and the one behind her back, untying her top and removing it. She pitched it back over her head onto the redwood deck behind her, causing her large, firm breasts to move enticingly. I wondered if the spray-on tan had darkened her nipples, because they appeared a dark red, almost the color of a rich Bordeaux against her tanned skin. Her breasts looked taut, full; almost swollen, they were so firm and round, her dark nipples distended. Her move left Kristi and Joan as the only females still somewhat fully dressed.

Kristi, aware of this, stood up on the seat of the tub, facing the group, and cocked her hips to one side, posing with her hand on her jutting hip. "OK, I'm game, but I want to work a trade. I'll trade my top for the first set of men's trunks that I'm offered!"

Nobody moved for a moment, and she looked at me, raising her eyebrows. I pretended not to see her. Suddenly, surprisingly, Matt raised his hand and stood, fumbling for the drawstring on his suit. Laughing, blushing, Joan quickly grabbed him and pulled him back down, scolding him through her laughter. Kristi laughed at them and made chicken clucking noises. "What, no takers? Surely there must be at least one brave guy here!"

Pam poked me. "You do it!"

I declined. "No! Besides, she's already seen me, many times!"

She poked me again. "Yeah, but the rest of us haven't. Come on!"

Very aware that I was still hard, a situation not helped by the fact that Britt's toes had by now crept to within an inch or so of my balls, I again declined. Before anything more could be said, Miguel rose from the water and turned to face Linda, reaching down to grasp her hands and pull them up to the waistband of his suit. Understanding what was expected of her, she smiled as she unclasped the plastic buckle of the narrow nylon belt around his hips and pulled it loose, then proceeded to tug his trunks down over his hips.

His aroused cock, erect from Linda's earlier attention, sprang free. It was pointing up, thick and dark, probably between seven and eight inches long, with his dark foreskin still puckered over the end despite his arousal. His pubic hair was black and coarse, but sparse, and his testicles were clearly visible as two good-sized round orbs enclosed in his dark-skinned scrotum. Linda leaned down to help slide his trunks down over his feet, and he leaned on her shoulder with one hand to steady himself as he lifted his feet to aid her.

As she came back up she paused at his groin, leaning in to lick his balls and then suck one big testicle into her mouth. He groaned and thrust his hips forward, his cock laying against the side of her face as she tongued his balls. Letting his balls slip from her lips, she engulfed his erect cock, stretching her lips over his thick member and taking as much of him into her mouth as she could, perhaps half his length. I noticed Max staring at them, completely captivated by the scene, his mouth making shapes and motions which mimicked those of his wife, as if he was the one sucking Miguel's hard cock!

I glanced quickly around the tub; everyone was watching them, absorbed in the act and maybe wondering, like me, what Max was thinking. Kristi and Britt were smiling, as was Kori. Pam licked her lips, and I saw her touch one of her erect nipples briefly. Joan and Matt were both wide-eyed, shocked and maybe embarrassed, and I realized that this was completely outside of their realm of experience. Listen to me, like I'm the old pro! Let's face it, it was pretty new for me too. I couldn't speak for the others, a strange thing to realize when one of them is your fiancee'!

I feel confident in saying that all of us men were hard, between all the hot bodies and the sex act we were witnessing. I know I was.

Miguel then surprised everyone again, taking his wet suit from Linda and stepping across the tub to Kristi. He stepped up on the seat facing her, which put them very close together. In fact, his erect, saliva-slick cock grazed across her firm belly as he moved, and neither of them made any effort to prevent that! He smiled at her, his teeth startlingly white in the dimming light. He held out his dripping suit. "Here you are, I believe you mentioned a trade, Miss Kristi?"

It was one of the few times I've ever seen Kristi speechless, caught completely off-guard. I'm not sure if it was the suddenness of his move, or the fact that his thick, hard cock was rubbing against her stomach, but she simply reached back and fumbled at her suit. As she pulled it free, I became aware of my own heartbeat pounding in my head, and that my fingernails were digging into my palms.

Bending down, he momentarily sucked each of her hard nipples. I saw her body spasm and heard her gasp of surprise and arousal, then watched with a mix of excitement and dread as she cupped his balls in her hand, squeezing and fondling momentarily before moving up to wrap her fingers around his hard shaft, my Kristi stroking his thick, dark, aggressive-looking cock in front of everybody!

My cock throbbed as I felt Britt's toes begin to lightly carress my balls and Pam's hand slide down to grip my erection through my suit. Watching Kristi slowly masturbate Miguel's thick cock, sliding the foreskin back to expose the large, blunt, shiny purple head of his cock, I barely heard Pam mutter "Oh my!"

Wow. Please continue Stormy....
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Thanks ncal, glad you're still with us! Here's a short segment to keep it going.
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He allowed her to stroke him for a few moments before reaching down and gently disengaging her hand. I saw a look flash across her face - disappointment, maybe confusion, I'm not sure - before he stepped back down into the footwell of the tub, bumping Britt's leg and knocking her foot away from my crotch. The water lapped over his balls, but his erect cock still jutted well above the foamy bubbles, his foreskin again covering most of the head leaving just the tip peering out.

Kristi was close to his height, but with her standing on the seat he had to look up at her. Spreading his hands to indicate his own nudity, he smiled. "Does it seem fair to you that I should be naked while you still wear part of your suit?"

Reaching out, he rested his hands on her hips, covering the two bows where her suit tied on the sides. All eyes were on them, their interaction having completely captured everyone's attention. Kristi looked slightly shaken to me, still off balance from his sudden approach, but her eyes sparkled with excitement and her nipples were extremely erect on her perfect breasts. It's hard to tell, when you're sitting in a hot tub, if you're sweating. I was pretty sure I was, though I felt cold. She grasped his hands, holding them in place over the strings of her suit, keeping him from pulling the bows out.

They looked at each other for several seconds, into each other's faces as if no one else was present, then Kristi released his hands, raising her arms out to the sides. With her quiet acquiescence, in one quick motion he yanked both bows out, untying her bikini bottom and stripping it down through her legs and off of her before tossing it aside onto the boat's deck. She was now every bit as naked as the woman he had left on the other side of the tub. Or as him, for that matter.

Thinking back about it, she was more naked than Linda, because Linda had at least the soft thatch of her pubic hair covering her mound. Kristi's smooth mound was fully on display, and Miguel looked at it, chuckling softly. He reached out and ran the back of his fingers across the soft, smooth pad of flesh covering her pubic bone, allowing his knuckles to just brush the front of her cleft. She continued to stare defiantly back at him, but I saw her body spasm just slightly as he touched her, and a slow flush climbed her neck to her face. "You are a very beautiful woman, and so sexy and brave!"

He looked at me "Adam, don't you agree that it is always a pleasure to eat from such a clean plate?"
I forced a smile and nodded, agreeing with him although I was not at all sure exactly what he was trying to say. Maybe it was the language barrier.

And just like that he stepped away, returning to Max and Linda, standing in front of her with his rampant erection close to her face. She and her husband both looked at it, then at each other, and then up at him before she lowered her face and submissively took his cock into her mouth.

Kristi sank back down into the water at my side, and I heard her softly exclaim "Damn!"

Before I could ask what she meant by that, Matt and Joan rose from their corner and moved to leave. Matt spoke. "Sorry to be party poopers folks, but this is a little out of our league, we're not really the crazy sex-party types. You all have fun though, we'll just go back to our boat."
Joan also apologized. "Please don't let us spoil your fun, it's just us, we're, uh, kind of in over our heads here!"

I heard Kori laugh. "Don't worry kids, we're all in over our heads, we just plow on ahead and see what happens! We don't want to chase you off, but please don't feel obligated to do anything that makes you uncomfortable! It's supposed to be a fun party, not stress you out!"

They hesitated, but decided to depart. I think they were both quite aroused by what they had witnessed (we could all tell that Matt was) and wanted to get back to their room to take advantage of that situation.

The fact was, as the evening wore on and nudity and sex became more commonplace around the main party boats, a number of people opted out. We even saw a couple of boats pull out and leave, the occupants apparently having misunderstood, despite the warnings, what this "adult party" would become. Looking back, there were moments when I wished I had gone with them.

At that moment, however, I returned my attention to Kristi, tearing it away from Linda blowing Miguel. Kristi was watching them as well.
"Did you enjoy that?"

She looked startled. "What?"

I tried again. "Did you enjoy that, that little bit between you and Miguel?"

"Um, it was weird. He's so aggressive, it caught me off guard."

"But you enjoyed it. Or at least it looked like you did."

She gave me a sly smile. "You mean did I enjoy playing with his balls and stroking his cock?" I could only nod.

"Well, it was a nice set, and he was very hard and thick, and I do love a nice supple foreskin." She paused, torturing me. "But no, he's not really my type. Too domineering, too much Latin machismo bullshit, I think. If I ever feel the need to be dominated, I'll just order you to do it." She laughed at her own silly contradiction. I laughed too, although I'm not sure whether it was at her joke or just simple relief. I hadn't much cared for his aggressive approach either, it was just too 'in your face', if you know what I mean.

As if to prove that our assessment of him was on target, Miguel pulled his cock out of Linda's mouth and, taking it in his hand, slapped her across the face with it several times. It appeared to be none too gentle, but she didn't object. In point of fact, she seemed to enjoy it! He then stepped to Max and put his hand on top of the man's balding head. Pulling him forward, he thrust his hips toward Max's face until the head of his dark, saliva-slick erection was at Max's lips, and we all watched in sick fascination as the older man closed his eyes and opened his mouth, allowing his wife's dominant lover to thrust his thick penis into his mouth!

Kristi looked at me as if to say "That could have been you!", but I just shook my head. No, it couldn't.

Miguel was pumping his hips now, slowly fucking his hard cock into Max's willing mouth. Linda watched, a small smile on her face as she played with her own nipples, enjoying the sight of her strong, newfound lover humiliating her weak, cuckold husband in front of a group of near-strangers! Max actually seemed to be enjoying it, and appeared to be actively sucking on Miguel's cock with considerable enthusiasm.

We were all momentarily reduced to spectators, unable to look away, and we saw Linda reach up between Miguel's legs from behind, grasping his balls and pushing him forward, more deeply into her husband's mouth. Miguel allowed this to go on for maybe a minute or two before extricating himself from the other man's lips and stepping out of the tub, his now extremely hard and thick cock rigid in front of him. He reached out for Linda, and she took his hand and stood, stepping out onto the deck beside him.

They began to walk away, but Miguel turned, looking back at Max, who sat frozen as though stunned by what he had just done. "Come along Max, I will need you to prepare your wife's sweet pussy for me before I make love to her. And we will of course need you again after, it may become quite messy. Come along now."

Max clambered awkwardly out of the tub and followed meekly behind. We all sat there silently for a moment, nobody knowing quite what to say or do after a scene like we had just witnessed!

You rock Stormy. This is so much fun reading. I eagerly await each new installment. Thank you for your time and effort.

TrF2

Thanks TrF2, I value your support and your comments. The interaction helps to keep the writing fun!
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We all watched them for a few moments, amazed by what we had seen and curious about what might happen next. I smiled as I noticed that we all glanced around at the others in the tub, as if to be sure we were not the only voyeur in the lot. Kristi grinned and raised her eyebrows at me when our eyes met, clearly enjoying the direction in which the party appeared headed.

Miguel and Linda walked to the long bench near the starboard rail, where they embraced and kissed. Max, trailing behind, just stood and watched as their two naked bodies pressed together, his wife's breasts crushed to Miguel's bare chest, her soft lower belly pressing against his swollen, straining cock. I took a quick glance over toward the bar area and noticed that we were not the only ones watching this seduction in progress. Ron and Sandra, Miguel's wife, stood behind the bar, facing the action, and Ellen and Jack sat on stools on that side of the bar, also watching. Ron had his arm over Sandra's shoulder, and as I looked it drifted down, his hand dropping out of sight behind the bar. I'm pretty sure he was fondling her ass.

Linda and Miguel finally broke their embrace, extracting their tongues from each other's throats. Miguel turned to Max and they exchanged a few words, although we could not hear them over the jets and pump on the spa. I don't know if Max asked if he could undress, or if Miguel ordered him to, but he quickly shed his baggy, wet trunks. The area formerly covered by his suit was even more pale than the rest of him, which is saying something, because he was quite pale all over, his formerly dark body hair mostly gone to gray, much like the minimal amount of hair remaining on his head. As he turned to discard his suit, he revealed a limp and dangling package at the bottom of his tree-trunk torso and between his tree-limb legs, his cock long, thin, and completely flaccid in front of his sagging scrotum.

I leaned over to Kristi, to speak privately. "If Max is enjoying any of this, he sure doesn't show it!"

She looked at me, then frowned slightly. "Hush Adam, you can't know that just because he's not hard. Maybe he's sick or injured or something and can't get it up, did you ever think of that?" I had to admit I hadn't. She went on. "If that's so, then letting his pretty little wife find a handsome, horny, hung, extremely virile younger partner is pretty sweet, don't you think? And I think it's sweet that he participates so that they can still share sex together."

I laughed. "Participates! Yeah, really sweet!" She glared at me. Apparently she had been serious. Who knew? "Uh, sorry, I thought you were kidding. I mean, if he's totally impotent, no lead in the pencil, what's in it for him?"

"Maybe he gets his satisfaction from his wife's pleasure. Some men do, you know. And if she's happy and satisfied instead of frustrated and horny, that probably makes their marriage and home life much better. Wouldn't you think? Plus, he probably just likes to watch - just 'cause he's got a limp noodle doesn't mean he's not aroused."

I shrugged, conceding the argument. She was only guessing too, but logic was on her side. Every other guy watching them was rock hard, I guarantee it - I know I was - and that Max was not probably meant he was not able. In a way I felt terrible for him, carrying the knowledge that other men could give his wife such pleasure and that he could not. In another way, I admired him, that he could be so selfless and could love her so much that he would make this sacrifice to ensure her happiness, her satisfaction. She was considerably younger than him, and he had been smart enough and generous enough to acknowledge that he could not fulfill her needs and desires. Rather than risk losing her he had made this choice. Amazing, what love will do! That is, if in fact Kristi's assessment was correct.

As we were talking, Miguel had lowered Linda onto the bench, and she laid back, parting her legs and drawing them up, opening and displaying her aroused sex. Miguel motioned to Max, who eagerly dropped to his knees between his wife's legs and buried his face in her wet pussy. We watched her back arch as she thrust herself against his lips, wanting his tongue, needing him to help slake her arousal. Miguel smiled, then stepped onto the bench and kneeled, straddling Linda's chest and thrusting his thick cock toward her mouth.

We all watched, not speaking, as he began to pump his hips, fucking her face with his hard, dark erection. We could see the muscles in his ass clench with each thrust, and his dark, heavy-laden balls swing back and forth between his legs with his movements. With Max busy orally satisfying her undoubtedly dripping wet pussy, it was a very erotic scene.

Despite being a participant in such a sexually charged act, Max's thin, pale penis continued to dangle, completely flaccid and pitiful between his legs as he knelt on the deck. His balls hung down, small and useless in his dangling sack, and I again felt pity for him. I had to admit, however, that he seemed to be enjoying himself!

At one point he raised his head for a moment, looking at Miguel's muscular, pumping ass inches from his face, and we saw him reach up and gently cup Miguels swaying ballsack in his hand, fondling the large testicles and feeling their weight, perhaps feeling his wife's saliva on the other man's erect organ. Kristi whispered harshly, loud enough for all in the tub to hear: "God! Look at him, feeling the virility, the potency, of the man that's about to have his wife! Can you imagine how excited he is, knowing that soon that thick cock will be deep inside his little wife, stretching her open, those big heavy balls he's feeling spilling out all their potent seed? God that's hot!"

I looked at her, a little shocked that she would say something like that in front of me and Kori, not to mention Pam, Britt, and Doug! I could see that she was extremely aroused by this whole thing - as we all were - but it seemed to be affecting her very deeply. Then again, I knew inside that she loved this scene and wanted it for herself, and that part of that speech had been for my benefit, letting me know what I would face, what would be expected of me. Her words had fanned my flames, unquestionably; I think they had done the same for the others as well, judging by the open-mouthed stares she got from Doug and Britt!

Doug's mouth snapped shut and he noisily cleared his throat and stood up from behind Kori, intending to lower himself into the tub. As he did, we all noticed that his long cock was testing the limits of his small nylon Speedo, stretching the tight fabric over his hard ridge and straining at the waistband, where a large wet spot had appeared. Pam looked at him and laughed. "Gosh dear, are you maybe just a little bit turned on? You're leaking all over the place!"

Kori strained her neck, turning around to look up at his groin, then reached back and felt the back of her head. "Huh! I seem to have cum in my hair! Oh well, it's not the first time, and I sure hope it won't be the last!"

We all laughed at her rejoinder, although Doug's laugh was somewhat self-conscious, and he apologized as he sank down into the water at her side. She laughed at his apology. "Oh sweetie, don't be silly! I was planning on having your cum on me at some point this evening. Perhaps not on the back of my head..."

Doug blushed and laughed, shaking his head, but Pam thought it was hilarious and went off in long peals of laughter. Why do women - wives in particular - seem to so enjoy seeing their men embarrassed by other women?

Looking back at the amorous trio, we saw Miguel swing his leg over Linda and dismount the bench, motioning Max out of the way. Max stood and moved up near his wife's head, taking her hand in his own as Miguel knelt between her legs. We were treated to the sight of her sex, glistening wet and open, fully prepared for her well endowed young lover, and could see Miguels hard, thick cock, seeming to strain and vibrate like a divining rod, rigid and shining wetly as it pointed directly at it's pink, molten target, just inches away.

We all watched, not speaking, as he began to pump his hips, fucking her face with his hard, dark erection. We could see the muscles in his ass clench with each thrust, and his dark, heavy-laden balls swing back and forth between his legs with his movements. With Max busy orally satisfying her undoubtedly dripping wet pussy, it was a very erotic scene.

That is just one of many examples. Damn Stormy, you do detail better than anyone, and I mean anyone.

Every writer who aspires to write good erotica could take a lesson from you.

Thank you for giving us this story

GH

Very good Story
Sissy Cynthia

Thanks GH, that's a very nice compliment coming from you, for an average everyday horndog like me! It can be a little challenging to not let it get too repetitive, hope I haven't! And you're very welcome for the story, please consider it my thanks to you.

Thanks to you as well CAWJR, I appreciate you taking the time to let me know you have enjoyed it!
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As he moved closer to her, his hip blocked our view - or at least my view - and I couldn't see him enter her. There could be no doubt about the exact moment he did, however, because her legs spread slightly wider and her feet suddenly pointed sharply downward, her toes curling under as her body tensed at the sudden violation, the sensation of his large, hard organ plunging deeply into her. He entered her fully in one long, slow thrust, his hips pushing forward as her forced her open, and her back arched as her body responded, meeting his thrust. Even over the noise of the spa we could hear her loud, surprised "Oohhh!" as he took her, and we could see the muscles across Max's back and shoulders tighten up as he reacted to his wife's response.

The abrupt change from teasing and foreplay to deep and almost violent penetration had left all of us a little shocked, I think, and unquestionably aroused. Pam had released her grip on my cock while Kristi and I had been engaged in our discussion of Max's situation a few moments earlier, but now I felt her hand brush up my thigh and slip inside the leg of my suit, where she again wrapped her fingers around me, this time through only the thin mesh inner liner. Seconds later, Kristi's hand found it's way into my lap from the opposite side and I cringed slightly as she also gripped me, finding Pam's hand already there!

She jerked back, momentarily surprised, and both women suddenly froze in place. Kristi looked across me at Pam, and the two or three seconds they stared at each other seemed like an eternity to me. Suddenly Kristi laughed, a loud, surprised bark of laughter escaping her lips, and Pam joined her as Kristi slid her hand down to squeeze my balls, mumbling "Well well, what do you know!" and relinquishing my hard cock to Pam.

I let out the breath I'd been holding and tried to tell myself to relax, but that was a non-starter. This whole thing - multiple naked people, carelessly stumbling across Meg and her black lover being watched by her husband Steve, seeing Max and Linda dominated and used by Miguel as he and Linda cuckolded her husband in front of the group, Britt and Pam touching me in this very public place, and then Kristi, laughing - all of it, every bit, was virgin territory for me! Well, virgin may have been a poor word choice in this instance, but you know what I mean. My head was spinning and my body felt invigorated, almost electrically charged, as two beautiful women (one of them the woman I loved above anything else on earth) touched and fondled me. I took a couple of deep breaths and decided to try my best to just enjoy it and go with the flow.

I leaned back and put an arm around each woman, letting my forearms rest on their shoulders and my hands hang down where I could touch and stroke their breasts. Both women had very erect nipples, and both felt very nice, but there the similarities ended. Kristi's breasts, small and firm, rode high on her chest, the dark pink nipples jutting out proudly from their centers the size of the tip of my pinky finger. And familiar, they felt oh so wonderfully familiar.

Pam's breasts were much larger and softer, their own weight causing them to suspend somewhat lower on her chest, and their firm but supple mass filled my hand, yielding as I squeezed her, letting her wet tit slide through my hand until my thumb and index finger pinched gently onto her tiny pink nipple, hard as a pencil eraser in my fingers. Her breasts were heavy, and sensuously soft.
Another difference: Kristi gasped as I pinched her nipple; Pam let out a low, soft moan.

Kristi and I had talked in the past about a three-way - both directions - but it had always been half-joking, half-fantasizing, a part of our foreplay as we worked up to one-on-one lovemaking, or in the slow, warm, amorous, intimate conversation in the period right after, teasing each other. I had never seriously considered it a possibility, and I didn't used to think she did either; now I didn't know, and anything seemed possible. A tingle ran through me as I considered that, closing my eyes and relishing the sensation of their tits in my hands, their hands on my cock.

I glanced over at Miguel and Linda, with Max alongside. He was slowly fucking her, in long, deep strokes, his back and ass pumping as he plunged into her, causing her body to buck and push against him in orgasm, meeting his deep thrusts and demanding more. Max leaned forward, kissing his wife's lips and caressing her neck and breasts with his lips and fingers, savoring her arousal, her pleasure. Despite all this his cock and balls continued to dangle pale and useless between his legs, thin and shrivelled. I decided Kristi must be correct. As usual.

Somewhat distracted, I was surprised when I felt two hands on my knees and soft lips and warm breath touch the side of my face. I turned and found myself nose to nose with Britt, who had moved across the tub to us. "Can another girl get involved in the fun, or is two your limit?"

Her breath smelled sweet and rich, of the rum and Coke she'd been drinking, and she kissed me. When we parted, I know I stuttered. "Two, um, I uh, I s-suppose, uh..." I stopped myself. "Shit! I can't even talk! Britt, I don't know if two is my limit - before tonight, one has always been my limit!"

They all three laughed at my clumsiness and loss of composure, and Kristi spoke up. "That's always been what I love most about you, the way you're so smooth and polished in strange situations." They laughed again, and I snuck a glance at Doug and Kori, trying to figure out why, with the ratio of women to men in the tub currently at 2:1, three of the ladies had descended on me. I wasn't sure I was up to pleasing three women, and if there's anything worse that having one unsatisfied and disappointed woman it would be having three. Or even two. I actually found the thought very exciting, but more than a little intimidating.

Seeing them, it was easy to discern the reason. Doug and Kori were totally involved in each other, Kori standing with her back to us and leaning into him as he licked her breasts, looking down on his head and stroking his neck and cheeks as he suckled on her. Her cute little ass that I had admired for so many years was bare, and Doug cupped it in his hands as he focused on her tits. Somewhere along the line he had gotten her out of her bikini bottom, and I hoped they had tossed it out of the tub so it wouldn't get sucked into the filter. What a stupid-ass thought at that particular moment! I forced it aside, returning my attention to my own situation.

I kissed Britt again looking into her ice blue eyes, then lowered my head and nuzzled at her round, full breasts, softly kissing the upper curve of each. "I do have two perfectly good lips going to waste at the moment..."

She laughed softly and raised up, bringing her breasts to my lips. They were firm, almost taut, and her dark nipples were almost unnaturally hard and rubbery. I licked and sucked softly at them, enjoying the different feel. She allowed me to do that for maybe thirty seconds or so, then raised up and looked into my eyes before glancing momentarily at the other two women.

"Just so you know in advance, that's liable to be productive if you keep doing that."

I smiled at her. "Gosh, I hope so! I find that most women seem to like that as part of foreplay, if I don't get too obsessive. And that's usually pretty productive."

She laughed, a clear and honest sound. "Cute, but that's not what I meant Adam. I'm a nursing mom, I have an eight month old at home that I spent the last several days pumping and saving for, and I haven't pumped for several hours. I'm so full I'm about to burst, and what you're doing, mmmm..."

I was very surprised, and I heard Kristi chuckle. It kind of sent a little thrill through me. I'm one of those weird guys that finds pregnant women and nursing mothers to be very exciting and erotic, their fertility and fecundity drawing me like a pilgrim to Mecca. Izzy had let me sample her milk once, when we'd had one of our brief trysts while Cody was a baby, and I'd found it deeply erotic and satisfying, perhaps the closest I'd ever felt to her as adults - other than the night when Cody had actually been conceived.

Now though, with a woman that was barely more than a stranger, in a group, with Kristi and others looking on, I had no idea how to react. I mean, I knew how I wanted to react, but didn't know what to actually do. As I sat, aroused, nervous, confused, Pam said "Ooh, may I try?" , and Kristi giggled softly.

Just when I thought that could not get any sexier and now you throw in breast milk. Any thing I can want you address sooner or latter. Definetly you have a gift of writing, reminds me of Heidahart, "The Ra expedition and Kontiki". You read his writing and just like yours, rich in details to the point that seems you have lived them.

Thanks for your time and efforts
contdoc

Genius, pure and simple. I agree with GH and countdoc, your writing is just getting better and better. Just as I'm trying to imagine all the delicious possible couplings if this foursome really gets it going, you go and throw breast milk into the equation with Pam expressing interest in sampling some. How delightfully naughty. Two thumbs up Stormy. Thank you as always.

Thanks cd. I thought I'd throw in a little kink that I find to be a fun little diversion from time to time, kind of a fringe favorite of mine. You sure described Thor Heyerdahl's work perfectly; after I read KonTiki as a teenager I was ready to run away, build a raft, and set sail to explore the world. His attention to detail and his ability to create an image using only words was amazing! It's high praise for you to make the comparison, and I appreciate it, but I can't begin to agree. I'm just an amateur hack having a little fun! (I know, I promised about the smilies - so sue me!)

Thanks TrF2, glad you're enjoying it. Yeah, I thought I'd take this innocent childhood bedtime story and make it a little naughty for a change! As always, I appreciate your continued support.
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Britt turned and looked at Pam. "Really? I thought you all might be a little grossed out, that's why I warned you."

Pam shook her head. "No, I'm not, not at all! I've always been a little curious about that, I haven't had any kids - yet - and I've always wondered what it's like, how it feels, and, uhh, you know, how it tastes."

She blushed prettily as she said that last part, and I laughed. "It tastes good Pam, warm, very sweet, a little watery, but it leaves this rich, kind of creamy flavor in your mouth. Like ice cream, but much warmer."

They all stared at me, and now it was my turn to blush! I suddenly realized that I had blurted out something very intimate in front of two virtual strangers and my lover and fiancee', something she previously had known nothing about, and that it came dangerously close to my one big secret; Izzy.

Kristi was looking at me oddly, speculatively. "When have you ever tried it? With who?"

"Um, I think that should be 'with whom'." She regarded me silently. "A while ago, OK? Before we met, with a woman I was with for awhile. She had a baby, and one thing led to another..."

Kristi wasn't buying it, I could tell. "I thought I pretty much knew about all your former women, but I sure don't remember you ever talking about this one. Never mind, you can tell me later."

I had been planning to tell her all about Izzy for a long time now, but the moment just had never been quite right. Plus, I'm a coward and a procrastinator about such things. I knew now that I would have to tell her, soon, and preferably at a time of my own choosing, before she ever brought it up again. Oh what a tangled web we weave...
Fantastic! Sex and naked women all around me, and I'm thinking about Sir Walter Scott! I shook it off, and looked back at Kristi. "What about you - do you want to try it?"

She wrinkled her nose slightly, then laughed. "You know me, I'm not much of a milk drinker."

Britt and I both laughed, then I decided to push Kristi a little. "How about if I round up some cookies, maybe Oreos or Chips Ahoy? You like milk with those."

She laughed and smacked my arm with a resounding smack, causing Kori and Doug to startle and look over at us. "Now you're just being stupid. And a little bit gross. Besides, you know I like to dunk my cookies."

We all laughed, me especially, relieved to see her sense of humor still in play. "Oh ho, now who's the one being stupid and gross?"

She just smiled. Then she surprised me, reaching out and running her fingers along the outer curve of one of Britt's full breats, tracing the firm, round lushness until her fingers moved to the bottom curve, slipping under her heavy breast until it rested in her fingers and palm, and I knew she was feeling the solid weight of it. She brushed her thumb across the erect, turgid nipple, and Britt sucked in a quick breath. Kristi looked up from the breast, still holding it, and looked directly into Britt's ice blue eyes, her own deep, liquid blue-green eyes locking in. "Is that why the skin feels so tight, because you're full of milk? I thought maybe they were just good fakes, but I couldn't find any scars. Does it hurt?"

Britt smiled, still holding Kristi's eyes. "It doesn't hurt, really, it just gets a little uncomfortable when they get so full. I pumped heavily for the last week so that I could leave a good supply with my parents while they took care of Emma for me. That - plus still nursing her at the same time - seems to have really increased my, uh, output." She giggled softly and looked away. "I feel like a dairy cow!"

Pam was listening, totally fascinated, and I saw her reach out and touch Britt's other breast, feeling the taut skin that Kristi had mentioned, letting her fingers find and then gently squeeze the dark rosy nipple. "You must be miserable here, with no baby to nurse. What do you do, just pump it and throw it away?"

Britt closed her eyes and shivered, Pam and Kristi's soft strokes on her breasts obviously igniting a little fire inside of her. "Mmmm, god that feels good! Yeah, mostly. Juan likes me to sit astride him while we fuck, and he squeezes and milks me so that I drip and squirt out a little on his stomach and chest while we cum, and he sucks on them, so that helps a little. Miguel and I use some in our coffee..."
She laughed self-consciously. "I don't know why I'm telling you all this, it's kind of perverted, isn't it? Anyhow, we wind up just dumping most of it over the side, but it keeps me producing so that I can nurse again when I get home. It has been nice that I can have a few drinks again - I haven't been able to do that for almost a year and a half!"

We had all listened to her, the girls continuing to play. I think we were all intrigued by her openness and honesty, her willingness to enlighten us with her experience. I was a little surprised that Kristi had been so rapt, never thinking that the topic would much interest her. As Britt went silent, Kristi brough her hand up from where it had been supporting the weight of the milk-filled breast and pinched the nipple betwen her thumb and forefinger, pulling and squeezing from the areola out to the rubbery tip.

A large drop of watery, ivory fluid formed on the dark nipple, and just as it began to trickle down Kristi leaned forward and took it on her tongue, leaning back to savor the taste, as though sampling a fine wine. Pam followed her lead, doing the same to the opposite breast, with the same result. My eyes darted from Britt's lactating nipples to Pam and Kristi's faces, wondering what their reactions would be. I was aware that I was achingly, throbbingly hard, my pulse pounding at the base of my cock. Despite being pretty much left out of the activities, I was finding this incredibly erotic and boner-inspiring!

Glancing over, I found that Doug and Kori were watching this exchange as well. I did a bit of a double-take when I realized that his hand had now crept under the curve of Kori's sweet little ass and between her legs, and that he had at least one finger buried inside of her and was slowly finger-fucking her, his knuckles glistening with her secretions. I felt a brief pang of jealousy, then reminded myself how insane that was. Despite the fact that she was my close friend and confidant, and that we had made love last night, she was Ron's wife; I had absolutely no claim on her affection or her body. I turned back to my own women. Oops, I meant woman.

Pam leaned in and took Britt's leaking nipple into her mouth, sucking at it, her own nipples extremely hard. This was clearly turning her on! Kristi looked up at Britt. "Wow, it really is sweet! It's good, but since it comes out at body temperature, other than the sweet taste I could hardly tell it from my own saliva!" She squeezed Britt's nipple again, producing a small, fine spray and a trickle down her breast, and leaned in to lick and taste it again. Britt looked down at the two girls, one at each breast, and softly stroked their hair with her fingers as they sucked her nipples.

I saw her body shudder with arousal. "God! Why is it that when I nurse my baby I just feel all warm and nurturing, but with you two doing that, or when Juan does it, it makes me so incredibly wet and horny? How can that be?"

Kristi raised up, laughing, and I saw a small trickle of watery yellowish milk at the corner of her mouth. "It's because then you're thinking about nurturing your baby, but now you're thinking about getting laid!" She turned to me. "How about it stud? Are you ready to give this poor, suffering, beautiful, lactating momma what she needs?"

I stuttered and stammered, shocked at this turn of events. I'm not sure exactly what I had expected to happen that evening, but certainly not this! Before I could respond, Kristi said "Stand up, Adam."

We had to rearrange a little for me to do that, as Britt had been directly over me, but she moved aside and I stood, noticing that her arousal was apparently causing her to continue to slowly leak her milk. Thin, watery whitish trails ran down from her nipples, tiny amounts of life-giving milk leaking from her.

Kristi untied my suit, and I realized why she had ordered me to stand. She was planning to make sure that I was as naked as she was! I almost tried to stop her, but then thought better of it, realizing that with everyone else naked or nearly so modesty would appear silly and childish. She tugged my suit down past my hips, Pam reaching in to tug the front out over my straining erection so that Kristi could pull my suit the rest of the way down. She did, my rock-hard cock springing free and immediately managing to point directly at Ursa Major above.

Kristi, of course, knew exactly what she would find, and Pam had been running her hands all over me for the past half hour, so she knew too. Britt looked down at my erect penis and laughed delightedly! "Oh my my! Here I was feeling all self-conscious about my swollen udders, and it turns out there's a big bull for this milk cow, right here on board! Is Captain Noah around here somewhere too? Moo, Adam!" She touched me, letting her fingers trail slowly and lightly up the length of my shaft then squeezing the swollen purplish head between her thumb and fingers before withdrawing her hand.

Her comment struck me as so off-beat, self-deprecating yet humorous, that it put me at ease. I chuckled, relaxing in my nakedness, watching as Britt shucked off her bikini bottoms and Pam quickly followed her lead. Britt had a tiny, narrow landing strip at her crotch, the same white-blonde as the hair on her head, and I got a glimpse of the narrow front of her slit, the pale pink lips small and tight. Pam was shaved as smooth as Kristi, her dark pink, crinkly, rubbery looking inner pussy lips hanging down in a permanent, moist, sexy pout an inch below her smooth, puffy, rosy outer lips. Both made my mouth water.

The only one currently in the tub with anything on was Doug, in his small Speedo. He might as well have been naked, for all the good it did hiding his arousal, his long cock rigid and peeking out an inch above the low waistband, leaking clear fluid which trickled down to add to the growing cum stain on his suit.

Britt cupped my balls in her hand, slowly moving to the base of my penis as Pam leaned in and took the head of my cock in her mouth. I shuddered. Kristi leaned close, whispering into my ear. "I hope you're enjoying this! It's sure not what I planned, you were supposed to watch me get laid, not the other way around!"

I looked at her and shrugged, raising my eyebrows. It was certainly not something I'd planned either! I silently mouthed "Sorry!", and she smiled softly, looking down at Pam sucking my cock. I had never had two women paying attention to me at the same time before - not in a sexual context, like this - and I was overwhelmed. I'm not sure if Kristi being there made it more erotic, or was somewhat intimidating to me. Either way, I'd like to think that I would have been less inhibited, and much more witty and charming, had she not been there. I'm sure it was just her, and not my usual tongue-tied clumsiness.

As she looked away from the women entertaining themselves with my genitals and back up into my eyes, I saw her gaze dart over my shoulder, and interest spark in her eyes. "Oh wait, maybe things are starting to look up!"

I figured she didn't mean my cock, so I looked back over my shoulder and saw Ty and Cody step from the stairs onto the upper deck, Cody in tan swim trunks and a t-shirt, Ty in nothing but a very tiny, very bulgy black thong, his virile male package lifted and proudly displayed out front as he strode across the deck. As they spotted Kristi and I saw the interest spark in their eyes my throat constricted and my heart dropped into my stomach. Still, I felt a thrill of excitement and arousal travel through my body and into my balls in Britt's caressing fingers, and from there right up into the tip of my cock, firmly encased in Pam's warm, wet, willing mouth. I managed to fight off the sudden urge to ejaculate, but it wasn't easy!

amateur hack, huh? Man, that's like Rockefeller saying he's the poorest man on earth. Just you go on hackin' with your amateur abilities please, as you generate so much fun for all of us. Cheers!

Cliffa
Cliffa

Stormy

You keep creating wonderful scene after wonderful scene. Now you have left me on edge. I can't wait to see what happens when Adam is forced to watch another man (or will it be men) fuck Kristi.

Thank you again for your effort

GH

Thanks cliffa, glad you're still with us and enjoying the story! I appreciate the kind words. Cheers back at'cha!

Hi GH. It has been many more "scene after scene"s than I ever imagined when I started this story, but you know only too well how that goes! I appreciate your kind words and continued support, and, like you, I also can't wait to see what happens between Adam and Kristi. I hope they get to it soon!
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The two younger men made a beeline to the hot tub, their eyes widening as they took in the fact that nearly everyone was naked. For some reason their presence made me self-conscious, and I lowered myself back to my seat underwater, Pam making a small murmur of disappointment as I withdrew from her suctioning lips. Kristi did just the opposite, kneeling on the seat of the tub and leaning over the side to greet them. The edge of the tub came up to just below her navel.

It was really kind of comical, watching their eyes dart around like pinballs as they took in her uncovered breasts, Pam and Britt's nudity - or what they could see of it above the bubbling water - and the back of naked nymphette Kori, now locked in an embrace with Doug, her legs apart and his hand between, his wrist bent under her round little bottom as he continued to diddle her. Her hips had gone into autopilot, gyrating rhythmically as she thrust herself back onto his fingers, then forward against his hard cock. Their lips were locked in what looked like a competition to see which could suck the other's tongue out of their throat first!

Kristi smiled brightly, her enthusiasm at seeing the two men somewhat disconcerting to me. "Hi guys! I thought you'd never get here - we almost started the party without you!"

Cody looked around again. "Almost? If this is almost, it should be real interesting to see this party when it gets in full swing!"

Ty just nodded, not speaking. It bothered me to notice that he had decided to focus his attention entirely on Kristi, despite the plethora of naked ladies, and I watched him as he drank in her naked form. I had known since the scene on the dock that he had a serious case of the hots for her. It broke both his and my concentration when Doug, having pried his lips off of Kori's, laughed out loud and then spoke.
"That's quite a nutsling you've got there, I'm not sure I've ever seen a guy wear something like that before! It takes a lot of balls to wear something like that in public, and with that on we can count how many!"

Everyone completely cracked up, no one more so than Cody, and Ty bristled slightly, his face flushing red. I know it's selfish, but I have to admit that I enjoyed his embarrassment.

Cody got his laugher under control enough to gasp out "Oh, I know! I tried to tell him, but he was so sure he looked hot!"

Ty pushed him away. "You should talk, you in your shirt and shorts - don't you feel a little overdressed at this party dude?"

He was still looking at Cody when Kristi reached out and cupped her hand around his gift wrapped package, fingers and thumb spread as if she was palming a melon or large grapefruit. He started visibly at her touch, and she looked up into his face. "Oh, I don't know, I think it looks pretty cute on you Ty. If you've got it, flaunt it - and it sure feels like you've got it!"

I watched her hand squeeze and knead his equipment inside of his stretched black pouch, and when I swallowed it went down like a brick, painful and loud. I was sure everyone heard it, and I felt myself flush now.
I tried to distract. "Wait, I just have one question. You two guys came here on a fishing / skiing trip, right?" They nodded, and I went on. "I've been on a lot of fishing and hunting trips and have been in the back country with groups of guys at other times for various reasons, and I can guarantee, with absolute certainty, that nobody ever had anything like your thong along. Sooo, is there something maybe we should know about you two?"

That struck Doug and Britt as particularly funny, and both laughed in appreciation. The others, even Cody, chuckled. Kristi looked at me from a couple of feet away. "Judging from the reaction I'm getting here sweetie, I can pretty much assure you that Ty isn't gay. Are you, lover?"

He shook his head no, looking down at her fondling him. I glanced at his groin and could plainly see that his cock, tucked down over his balls to enhance his bulge, was now hard and straining against the front of his pouch, pushing it out into an obscene peak as it attempted to achieve a more natural erect position. The sight of Kristi's fingers squeezing and stroking his erection caused a wound up spring inside of me to tighten further, and my chest and belly ached with a combination of tension and arousal.

Pam and Britt had taken up the positions on both sides of me, Britt to my right between me and Kristi and Pam on my left, Kori and Doug around the corner on the side just past Pam. I looked around to see who else was watching my fiancee' fondle another man's aroused sex.

Ellen and Jack were still sitting at the bar, but had swivelled their chairs so that they were facing us, and at the moment were looking over toward the bench on the opposite side of the boat from where Max was helping his wife get fucked by Miguel. It dawned on me that Ronnie and Sandra were no longer behind the bar, and as I followed Ellen's gaze, I saw why: Ronnie was flat on his back on the bench with Sandra astride his face, facing his feet, and she was enthusiastically grinding her pussy into his mouth, her head back and eyes closed in ecstasy. Ronnie had his arms up along her sides, squeezing her breasts, and his small penis stood at attention, stubby but rigid. He was clearly in heaven.

I glanced at Kori to see if she was aware, and if so, how she was taking this situation. I found her looking at them as well, a small smile on her face. She caught me looking at her and winked, giving me big grin. I smiled back, but inside I was envious of her calm acceptance and even enjoyment of the events taking place.

For me, despite the fact that I had two beautiful women focusing their loving attention on me, the only woman I was really interested in was Kristi. I seemed to barely feel Britt and Pam touching my chest, thighs, and genitals, and when Britt leaned in to give me a deep, sensuous kiss I was almost annoyed that she momentarily blocked my view of Kristi fondling Ty's aroused cock.

If that sounds sick, please bear in mind that I said almost. I wasn't too annoyed to feel her warm, soft lips, or taste the sweetness of the rum in her mouth and on her probing tongue, and my fingers at her nipple felt the slickness of her leaking milk. Reminded, distracted from my own pain and confusion, I bent forward to taste her bounty as Pam's grip on my cock tightened and her stroke lengthened.

All of that was great, don't get me wrong, but what I wanted and needed - and dreaded - was to see Kristi with another man, and it was apparently going to be Ty. Or Cody. Or both.

Let's see...........Adam with two girls, Kristi with two guys. Hmmm. Could be the makings of a "screw off" competition. At first I figured Adam to be at a disadvantage, but then I remembered his chemical enhancement and thought that maybe there's a chance he can outlast those other two guys. Then there's Linda and Miguel, with Max batting "clean up"-will he?. Can't lose track of cute little Kori and her well hung friend Doug. Oh yeah, there's Ronnnie and Sandra over there as well.

Put on your eye protection, I believe the cum's about to start flying. I know Adam's focused on Kristi's activities, but I hope he can hang in there, so to speak, long enough to give Brit and Pam a good boinking. Who knows, maybe some other collateral damage he can inflict on those poor, horny women at the party.

Excellent Stormy, can't tell you how much I'm loving this story. Thank you.

Just wonderful Stormy. Keep it coming ....

TrF2 - thanks for the kind words, and also for the brief recap or synopsis or whatever. It was getting to where I couldn't keep track of the players without a program, so that should help!

Thanks peak, glad you're back! Hope all is OK, I was a little worried about you, and missed your wry and dry understated sense of humor on the site. Glad you're still enjoying the tale.
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Raising my head from Britt's breasts, the sweet taste of her milk on my tongue, I looked at Kristi. I had to know what she was doing, I had to. What she was doing was tugging at the front of Ty's ridiculous thong, still leaning out over the side of the tub while trying in vain to free his cock from the black pouch. Frustrated, she stood and stepped over the side and onto the deck of the boat.

I saw Ty's eyes widen in appreciation and a delighted grin flash onto Cody's face as they took in the fact that she was not only completely naked, but completely smooth and free of any pubic hair to hide her charms! Ty reached out and cupped his hand over her smooth mound, his fingers touching her netherlips as he felt her tender flesh.

Cody bent forward and kissed her, nuzzling her neck briefly before she squatted in front of Ty, still determined to have him out of his suit. In this position she was soon successful, able to get her fingers under the tight, narrow waistband and tug it down, dropping it to his feet where he stepped out of it. His cock, released from it's prison, sprang upward, aroused and ready.

He was not huge, perhaps between six and seven inches or so, but his penis jutted from his groin straight out for an inch or two before curving sharply upwards and arcing back toward his belly, forming almost an 'L', or even shallow 'C' shape, thick and wide at the base and tapering up to the glistening pink head. I recalled that Kristi and I had seen a very similarly shaped cock once in a porno we got on pay-per-view, and that she had referred to it "a perfect G-spot cock."

I had made some inane comment about the mythical G-spot, last seen disappearing over the horizon on the back of the last unicorn, but she had assured me that it was indeed very real. We had spent the rest of a delightful snowy afternoon on a comforter in front of the fireplace while she helped me discover it's exact location, first with my fingers (to an explosive string of orgasms) and then with my cock, figuring out which angles and positions allowed me to hit just where she wanted me to, her orgasms still coming fast and furious when I spent myself inside of her.

For her, at least, it had proven to be very real and intensely enjoyable, and for me very educational. And enjoyable. She had explained that for her, G-spot orgasms were different, more like a string of firecrackers going off bang-bang-bang, one after another, fast, sudden, and intense, versus her vaginal or clitoral orgasms which would slowly reach a cataclysmic, mind-erasing, earth moving crescendo before sliding down into a deep, satisfying valley, pausing there, hollow in her belly, waiting only to be brought up the hill again and again. She claimed to love both equally.

At least that's how she described it; I don't think a man can ever truly understand the intensity and complexity of the female orgasm - but I sure can enjoy them vicariously!

But I digress: Now, with Ty's perfect G-spot cock in her hand, she looked at me with something between a smile and a smirk on her face, knowing full well that I would be recalling her comment, remembering her enthusiasm for a cock just like this one! Turning back to him, she took his rigid cock into her mouth, one hand wrapped around the thick root, the other cupping and massaging his taut ball sack. Ty put his hands on his hips and thrust his hips forward, his cock arcing out to her sweet, beautiful face, her eyes closed as she sucked on him.

I could feel my heart pounding in my chest, and wondered idly if it might explode, and if it did whether I would be described as having died of a broken heart. In reality, it was just intense arousal, a soup of hormones flooding my system and making my heart pound, my chest ache, and my cock vibrate rigidly. I was sweating, I knew I was.

Pam leaned close to my ear. "Kristi seems to be enjoying herself. I think Ty has a serious crush on her, you better be careful!"

I knew she was teasing, and croaked out a soft "Yes" of agreement, thinking that a crush is offering to carry her books home from school, or sending her love notes; his hard cock in her mouth, well, I would call that something more than a crush! Cody, seeing where this was going for his friend, quickly shucked off his shorts, revealing that he had no underwear on beneath. His cock hung down a couple of inches below his shirttail, semi-flaccid and thick, a half inch of the tip peering out from under his partly retracted foreskin. I groaned; the perfect G-spot cock and a thick, uncut penis on the other, two of Kristi's favorite things at the same time, both on guys several years my junior. This was going to be rough!

Britt leaned in on my other side, licking my neck before gently biting my earlobe. I felt her hand squeeze my rigid cock and stroke the head and upper couple of inches, while Pam played at the base and with my balls. Britt spoke softly. "You're very hard! You must really enjoy watching her make love with other men. Do you do this often?"

My voice came out in a hoarse whisper. "No. No, this is the first time." I saw her pale eyebrows rise in surprise and her frosty silver-blue eyes widen as I thought about that; it was true, really. When I had walked in on her fucking some guy in my house I had watched them, unable to stop, but that wasn't making love; not to me it wasn't. To me it had been just fucking, him fucking her, ugly and animalistic, her getting fucked, grunting, moaning, wet and nasty, him thrusting into her and using her body for his own savage needs, his own satisfaction, while she did the same to him. I had seen no love there, no beauty, just two animals fucking each other, filling a primal need. But then again maybe that was just my own anger and shock, my rage and horror masking the beauty of the act and making it simply fucking; I didn't think so.

Now, with quiet, laid-back Cody, and the more mercurial but honest Ty, I knew she was with two good guys she liked and was interested in, and I knew they liked her as well, and could see her beauty, see her as a gorgeous, sexy, fun, but very vulnerable person. I hoped that was true, hoping they could make love and have fun, and find joy and satisfaction together, and I knew that I very much wanted to see it all happen, to see how my baby, my lover, my woman, my world, would look and sound and react while making love to another man.

I needed to see that, and Britt, watching my face, seemed to sense it. She smiled slowly and leaned in, kissing me softly and sensuously on the lips. "You need to see this, don't you? Have you been waiting a long time?"

I kissed her back, touching her tongue with my own. "I'm sorry, but yes, I need to watch them. I think maybe I've been waiting my whole life."

She laughed gently. "That's a strange but honest answer Adam. Do you want me to go away?"

I had my arm around her shoulders, the other around Pam, and I pulled them close. "No, please don't leave. Please stay with me, I can't do this alone."

She leaned across me and spoke quietly to Pam, who looked at me oddly before snuggling against me and hugging me. I was very aware of their silky bodies and soft breasts against me, and now Pam also kissed me. It was almost as if they were taking pity on me. "Britt and me will stay with you, if that's what you want. I'd like to watch them too, it looks like it will be very hot, they're all three so beautiful."

I hadn't thought about that, but she was right. Kristi was lean and athletic, beautiful of face and body, her long hair falling in soft, sexy waves around her face and shoulders, and looked younger than her years.
She looked no older that the two guys, in fact, and they were each trim and athletic, Ty shorter and more muscular, Cody leaner, taller, but both with well-defined muscles. Purely objectively, they were quite beautiful together.

I smiled gratefully at the two women. "Please, stay with me, watch with me."

Britt gave several fast strokes on my cock, eliciting a gasp from me. "Can we keep playing with you while we watch?"

I was distracted by the fact that Kristi was now sucking both men's cocks, going back and forth from one to the other, one on each side of her, giving each about twenty or thirty seconds of oral loving before switching. I finally answered Britt. "Yes, you can keep playing, as long as I can too. You might make me cum. You'll probably make me cum."

She laughed. "Well duh! That's part of the game, isn't it? You go ahead and cum if you need to, I'm not going to cry over spilled semen. I'm sure there's more if we need it - and I think we will! Besides, I've been spilling milk all evening, so who am I to talk?"

As both women continued to play with me, babysitting me, Kristi rose to her feet and took an erect penis in each hand, walking around the side of the tub, leading the men by their cocks and stepping up onto the redwood platform along the far side. She crossed the platform and stepped down into the tub, directly across from me and my two ladies, and then sat down on the edge, her feet on the underwater seat. She parted her long legs, staring into my eyes as she showed us her aroused and glistening sex, and I could see that her inner lips were swollen with lust, her clit erect. There was a challenge in her eyes, but there was also love. Her mouth quirked up slightly at the corners and her eyes crinkled the tiniest bit, and I knew she was glad to have me there.

She glanced up at Ty and down at her own naked body, and he took the hint and stepped immediately down into the tub, kneeling on the floor and leaning over the seat to bury his face in her steaming sex, his arms wrapping around her thighs. Cody stood next to her, his now fully erect cock jutting out from below his shirt and toward her face. It was long, maybe eight inches, and fairly thick, straight and perfectly proportioned, and as he pulled his shirt off over his head Kristi leaned over and licked and sucked at his swollen testicles before taking him deeply into her mouth.

Her eyes closed in arousal and satisfaction, and her hips came up to meet Ty's probing tongue, and I heard her low moan over the sound of the tub's motor.

Fuck this is hot, more, more, more.....
contdoc

Extremely sensual, please continue stormy

Stormy

This has been worth the wait. I love that fact that Britt and Pam are there to console Adam. A very nice touch.

Great work!

GH

Thanks cd and oliverra, I hope to post another short segment now, although I have been experiencing some minor power outages. Keep your fingers crossed!

Thanks GH, I couldn't let Adam sit through it all alone. Of course, having them there might also add to his humiliation, don't you think? But it was his choice...
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Kristi brought one long leg up and turned it inward so that her heel was between Ty's shoulder blades, pressing him to her. She had one hand behind her, leaning back slightly, and was squeezing and massaging Cody's balls with the other, manipulating his sizable testes within his sack as she slid her lips over his hard shaft. She had always told me that she enjoyed giving head, and from the expression on her face and the pink flush creeping up her chest and neck I could see that she had been telling me the truth. She looked incredibly beautiful, sensual and erotic, and I couldn't tear my eyes away from them.

I heard a low moan, almost an animal sound, and didn't realize until Pam looked at me and asked if I was OK that it had been me! "Yeah, I'm all right, it's just...damn, she just looks so amazing!"

Britt laughed. "Yeah, they really do. This is making me very horny! She's lucky to have a guy like you that wants to watch her doing this kind of stuff. My husband would rather play golf, but if he ever found out what I do while he plays he'd be so pissed!"
She must have seen something in my face then, because she paused, frowning. "This was your idea, right? I mean, you do approve of her doing this?"

I tried to muster a smile. "No Britt, not exactly my idea, and as far as approving, well, I'm trying. I do love that she is so obviously enjoying it, I guess." She was definitely enjoying it, and I watched as her hand dropped from Cody's balls to Ty's head, gripping his hair and pulling his face to her as she reached her first orgasm, her toes curling under and her body bucking against his face as his tongue and lips got her off. Just as I have done so many times. I knew exactly what Ty was feeling on his lips, and how she tasted on his tongue, how her hand felt gripping his hair, and exactly how her lips felt on Cody's cock, and I envied them.


Pam swore softly. "Fuck, that was hot! I need one of those, and soon!" Her hand stole underwater, and I knew she had it between her legs, touching herself. I smiled at her and slid my left hand down her arm and over her hand, which was indeed at her pussy. As she went to pull her hand away I stopped her and held it there, over her own sex, using my fingers to move hers, making her touch herself while I felt her do it, letting my fingers gently explore and follow her touch, finding her hard clit as she squeezed it between two fingers, parting the fleshy folds of her inner lips and finding her opening.

I continued to watch Kristi suck Cody's cock and enjoy the attention of Ty at her pussy as I slid my middle finger into Pam an inch, then two. She was hot inside, and there was a different wetness than that of the spa, a more slippery, clutching, viscous wetness that her aroused body was producing. She gasped and pushed against my hand, wanting more, and I felt her hand, under mine, furiously masturbating her clit. Kristi's ass rose off the deck, pushing into Ty's face as she again peaked, and Pam came at the same time, watching them. Her vagina squeezed tightly on my finger, sucking at it, demanding more, and her hand clenched against her erect clit, pressing hard and pushing her through her own peak, Kristi's arousal working on all of us.

Pam gasped out "Oh my god! That was really good, I needed that. Even if I did have to do it myself!"

I glanced at her. "I helped. A little, anyhow."

She smiled at me. "You did help, thank you. I hope that was just an appetizer."

Britt giggled softly. "Am I next? I'm starting to feel left out."

I smiled at her and kissed her, deciding I was being selfish. At that moment Ty stood up in the tub, capturing our attention. He looked over at us, at me, the lower part of his face wet with Kristi's arousal, his lips red and shining, and he saw me glance down at his extremely erect cock, his perfect G-spot cock that we all knew would soon be inside of her, and he smiled. There was pleasure and satisfaction in his smile, maybe anticipation, but there didn't seem to be any malice, any triumphant gloating.

He kneeled on the seat, between Kristi's legs, and looked down at her, and she up at him, Cody's erect cock inches from her face but momentarily forgotten. I'm not much of a believer in all that body language crap, but at that moment even a skeptic like me could not deny what I saw. She opened to him. I don't know how else to say it, her whole body just opened, her legs opening wider and drawing up, her sex open, aroused, and displayed to him, begging for attention, her chest and tits seeming to swell and thrust forward, arms back, announcing the invitation, her face, her eyes, telling him of her need to be taken, to be penetrated, to be dominated and consumed, asking - no, demanding - that he enter her and make their two bodies one, and then he did.

His back to me, I couldn't see the exact moment of their coupling, but I knew. His back muscles tightened, his ass clenched and thrust forward, and Kristi cried out, an ecstatic "Oh, fuck!" and I knew he was in her, balls deep and spreading her open around the thick base of his shaft, his sharply curved cock up and around the back of her pubic bone, probing her depths, seeking her G-spot.

Shocked, aroused, a little stunned and completely focused on them, I hadn't seen Kori move and was surprised when a pair of arms went around my neck from behind and I felt her cheek against mine and heard her familiar voice. "Breathe, Adam, you have to breathe."

I gasped, unaware that I had been holding my breath, and my vision swam for a moment as I sucked in a few quick breaths. Kori held onto me. "Are you OK? Are you gong to be able to do this?"

I leaned my face into hers for a moment, then glanced quickly at Britt and Pam, embarrassed by my weakness. Britt was looking at me, concerned, but Pam was staring across at Ty, his ass slowly flexing, tensing and relaxing as he stayed buried deep inside of Kristi, taking very short strokes as he just slowly moved his cock inside of her.

I kissed Kori's cheek. "I'm OK Kori, thanks. That was just so intense, you know?"

She smiled. "It was. It is. Our girl is so beautiful anyhow, and when she's getting laid she's even more so, don't you think?"

I did, but I didn't answer her. I liked that she had called Kristi 'our girl'. Our girl was now forward against Ty, her arms around him and her fingernails digging into his ass as she pulled him against her. Her legs were up and spread wide, the side of her face against the outside of his left arm, and I guessed by the way his shoulders and back flexed that his hands were under her ass as well, pulling her to him. I couldn't see the rest of her with him in between, but her eyes were closed and she was biting her lower lip like she does when she's focused on me deep inside of her.

As I stared at her face her eyes opened, looking directly into mine. I could see the smoky, aroused look she gets, the depth of her arousal plain in her eyes, and as we stared at each other her eyes widened and she groaned "I'm cumming. Oh, fuck, I'm cumming, yes right there, like that, like that, don't stop... oh fuck yesss, ohhh baby I'm cumminnnng! Ohhh god!" And she came, hard, on his cock inside of her while she stared into my eyes and told me about it, told me her pleasure, told me how good he was making her feel, let me watch her cum and see how much she loved it, letting me know she was calling me baby while letting him think it was for him. She looked so beautiful as she came!

My heart was pounding, and all of us were affected by her orgasm, aroused by a private moment shared so openly, so publicly. Ellen and Jack chose that moment to cross from the bar to the spa, shedding their clothes and climbing in on the side to my left, where they could observe Ty and Kristi fucking more intimately than I could. Jack was erect, aroused, his average five inch cock pointing straight up. Ellen seemed aroused too, her nipples at attention and her eyes sparkling as she smiled at us, nodding to Pam and Britt.

Ty continued to fuck Kristi, and I watched his butt clench as he pushed into her, then relax as he let himself move slightly out, all of his strokes short, staying deeply buried but moving just an inch or so at a time deep within her. But for the rhythmic clenching and unclenching of his ass and upper thighs, you wouldn't have known he was fucking her. Except she kept cumming, his G-spot stroking having lit her string of firecrackers, which kept going off, one after another until she was gasping and begging for more, her words running together as she came. She was clearly in ecstasy, loving every second of this.

Kori uttered a sharp "Oh, god!" right next to my ear, and for a moment I thought she had gotten off on Kristi's orgasms, then I felt her pushed against me, then again, her breath coming in gasps and her arms tightening around my neck. I glanced over my shoulder and saw that Doug had entered her from behind as she bent over, holding onto me, and that he held her hips as he drove himself into her.

She continued to hang onto me, clutching my neck and shoulders as he fucked her, her face against mine as she kept up a running litany of her exclamations of enjoyment into my ear. It was almost like I was the one getting fucked from behind!

Breathe...breathe...ohhhh that was me, I was also holding my breath. Sooooooooooo hot, thanks. He is getting cucked on the most gentel way posible but what will be the limit? Will he go as far as to taste others guys love juice from her loved one???????????
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Another masterful chapter in this exciting adventure. Hot, hot, hot.

I know I'm probably in the minority with this statement, but I hope that turnabout is fair play. Does our boy Adam get a chance to tear up some pussy while Kristi has to sit and watch, or is this a one way kind of deal? I know it's a cuckold story, but come on, the guy's got two beautiful, sexy, horny women hanging all over him, he shoud be able to fire off a couple of rounds at least.

I really, really liked how you added Kori and Ron into the mix, quite a visual fantasy there. Nice job Stormy.

TrF2

Can't wait to read the next part: fantastic stormy

What can I say? Fantastic. Please continue...
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Damn Stormy

That was a great scene!

GH

Thanks cd and TrF2, I love the fact that I can still keep you guys guessing after all this time! I would think you could read me like a book by now, since we've been together for over a year. Your support has been and still is greatly appreciated.

storyfan and ncal, I really do appreciate both of you letting me know that you're reading and enjoying, and I'm glad you're still along for the ride. I think most of us that write probably do it for the enjoyment and fun involved, whether you call it a hobby or whatever, but I'm sure GH would agree that it is still more fun when we hear from folks that are reading and enjoying. It's certainly gratifying, and, yes, a little bit of an ego boost (for me at least) to know that others enjoy the efforts. Thanks for taking the time to again drop a note!

GH, what can I say? Reading your stories was what inspired me to give it a try. I guess that makes you a pusher, because now I'm hooked!
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I watched as Kristi leaned her head back and Cody stepped forward, straddling her shoulder and allowing her access to his heavy balls, one of which she quickly suctioned into her mouth, his cock laying against the side of her face. It was apparent that Ty and Cody had done this two-on-one act before; there was no apparent discomfort or hesitation as they shared her, and the proximity of Cody's cock to Ty's face didn't seem to faze either of them. In fact, when she allowed Cody's testicle to slide from her lips Ty leaned in and kissed her deeply, breaking it off only to allow her to turn and accept Cody's hard cock back into her welcoming mouth.

I was hard, achingly hard. The situation more arousing, and Kristi, in the throes of passion more beautiful than I could have ever imagined, but I still felt somewhat nauseous as well, the overwhelming tension and flood of hormones taking a toll on my stomach. I figured everyone was staring at them, and at me, wondering how I could ever allow this to happen to my woman while I just sat on my ass and let it.

I snuck a quick look around to see who all was staring at us, expecting but not really prepared to see the pity and contempt in their eyes. As it turns out, my fears were unfounded - at least partly. People were indeed staring at Kristi fucking two men, but all I saw on anyone's face was arousal, perhaps envy. Ellen and Jack were watching closely, from just a couple of feet away. They could not only see, but also hear and probably smell the sex taking place so close to them! I could see by their positions and their movements that they were touching each other under the water, their front-row voyeurism inspiring their own sexual arousal.

Pam was watching the three avidly as she played with me underwater, her own small orgasm just minutes before allowing her to relax and enjoy, at least for the moment. Britt was mostly watching me, and sometimes looking intently into Kori's face as Pam's husband fucked her from the rear, seemingly wanting to feed off Kori's excitement.

Meg and Steve had come up on deck, their action with Darrien in the lounge on Miguel's boat apparently having reached a satisfactory conclusion. Both were naked, Steve with his arm around his wife's shoulders as she slowly stroked his rigid cock, both unabashedly enjoying watching the two younger men drive Kristi to greater heights. Darrien, Meg's earlier lover, must have come with them, and he now stood at the bar holding a beer, his big black cock dangling in front of him as he looked hungrily at my Kristi. I wondered if Steve got a bigger kick out of seeing a guy with a much larger cock than his own fucking his wife, or if his kink was that a black guy fucked his wife. I realized that the two things were not mutually exclusive; it was probably both.

As I looked over toward Darrien, I saw the drunken dishwater blond ooze from her barstool and totter over to him, putting her hand on his chest and slowly sliding it down until she found his cock, lifting and stroking his thick, flaccid meat. She laughed drunkenly and said something to him, and I saw him involuntarily flinch away from her flammable 100 proof breath. He shrugged, and she sank awkwardly to her knees and took his fat cock into her mouth, happily sucking him. If she noticed that his cock tasted of cum and Meg's pussy, she gave no sign. Darrien's cock began to harden and lengthen, but he barely looked down at the woman sucking him. He watched Kristi intently.

I wondered briefly about the ethics of allowing yourself to have sex with a woman - a married woman - that was so clearly plastered out of her gourd. I doubted that she would even remember the next morning what she'd done with a total stranger the night before, but then I saw her husband standing at the back rail, glaring at her. His arms were crossed, his body tense, his face a dark thundercloud as he glowered at her. I realized that she wouldn't have to remember; he'd be there to remind her. It was abundantly clear that this was not the first time she'd done this to him, humiliating him in public, and I wondered if it only happened when she drank.

It dawned on me that I was feeling pity for him, and I quickly looked away, not wanting him to see it on my face. It was what I had been expecting to see on the faces turned toward me, but I had not found it, perhaps because I was so clearly aroused by watching Kristi get laid, not angry and sullen like him. I glanced at him again, quickly, and understood that while I did feel pity, I felt no contempt. He was there, hating it, but watching over his wife, monitoring her safety while she publicly cuckolded him. Clearly he still loved her, despite her actions, and he put himself second to ensure her well-being. I had to respect that.

Max, the other older guy watching his wife get laid, was still doing so, Miguel between her legs, pounding into the younger woman as she writhed and moaned, clawing at his chest and arms with her free hand. What had changed was that Juan had joined them and had his cock in Linda's face, inserting it into her mouth when she opened up, then rubbing his saliva coated penis around on her cheeks and lips when she moaned and gasped for air. Max kneeled alongside of them, speaking softly to his wife, holding her hand, licking Juan's cock when he had the opportunity.

Juan turned slightly, thrusting his cock into Max's mouth and fucking it with hard thrusts. Max closed his eyes and took it. Juan and Miguel didn't look much alike, notwithstanding the fact that they were brothers, but their cocks were nearly identical, each dark and thick and erect over a large, dark, heavily loaded scrotum. As I noticed that fact, Juan withdrew from Max's mouth and stepped behind him, bending over the older man's kneeling body, straddling his ass. As I watched, unable to tear my eyes away, he squatted and thrust his thick, saliva coated cock down and forward into Max's asshole, pushing deeply into him until his heavy, virile balls rested against the pale, pink, seemingly empty and impotent sack of the kneeling man.

He began to fuck the older man's ass, slowly and deeply pushing into him, Max and his wife simultaneously experiencing the near-identical cocks plunging into their bodies. I saw Max push back against him, wanting more, before I looked away, a little freaked out. That had been very unexpected, very intense. It made me uncomfortable, but I heard Doug swear and then laugh, making some comment about Max sharing his wife's experience.

I looked over my shoulder to where I'd seen Sandra riding Ronnie's face a little while ago, and saw that she now straddled his hips, still riding but now with him inside of her. The fact that her husband Miguel was much better endowed that Ronnie appeared to matter not a whit to her; she was plainly and vocally enjoying her ride on Ron's little cock, a long string of high-pitched Spanish flowing from her lips. I had no idea what she was saying, but was pretty sure it was all obscene.

For his part, Ronnie was bucking up into her, drilling her fast and hard as he stared up at her dusky body, her nipples dark and protruding, her thick, shining black hair tumbling around her face. That he was enthralled by her exotic beauty was both plainly evident and completely understandable; she was stunning, sexy, sensual, erotic, gorgeous. She was hotter than a jalapeno, and was giving Ron all he could handle! He'd made a great choice, they'd hit it off, and he was in heaven.

Ron's wife, on the other hand, was quickly approaching orgasm as Doug continued to pump into her from behind, and as she soared toward her climax her arms tightened around my neck. I was with her, along for the ride, and would do nothing to distract her at that moment. She rocked into me, hard, as Doug slammed into her pussy from behind, and then she came, crying out and gasping into my ear, in ecstasy as her entire body orgasmed, her arms like steel bands around my neck, cutting off both air and blood supplies! I stood it as long as I could, letting her focus remain on her inner self until I sensed that she was past the peak and sliding down, then I tore at her arms, my voice coming out a strangled croak.

"K, you're killing me! I know you enjoyed that immensely, but I still need to breathe!"

Her grip relaxed slightly, and I sucked air and felt the blood begin to flow again. She slowly came back to earth. "Wha...? Adam? Are you OK? Did I hurt you?"

I rubbed my neck. "No, I'm all right. I'm glad you enjoyed that so much, but there's really no reason I should black out because you're cumming!" I laughed to take the sting out of it, but she blushed anyway.

She laughed self-consciously and replied, grunting and gasping as Doug continued to fuck her from behind. "I'm sorry-unh-I got carried away-unh-it just felt so-unh-good-unh! Like Goldilocks and the-unh-three bears-unh- you're too big-unh,goddamn!-and Ronnie's too small-unh, fuck me-oh,unh,-but Dougie is just right-unh,oh,god,give me that cock, fuck me,oh fuck, I'm cumming again!!"

And she did, but this time I held her arms as she came so that I could breathe, and I enjoyed my friend's orgasm, glad she was having such a great fuck and incredible climaxes, and as I held her and she came, Britt rose and turned on the seat to kiss Kori, breathing in and sharing her arousal, their tongues tangling and lips writhing against each other. I don't know what inspired that kiss, but it was very beautiful.

Now, all of that took much longer to tell than it did to see. I don't think I had taken my eyes off of Kristi for more than a minute while I took my survey of the surrounding action, but when I turned back to her it was just in time to see Cody shoot a long stream of thick white cum across her cheek and nose, and then another onto her lips and chin before she could get his cock back into her mouth for the next spurt, then out for another that hit her chin and Ty's neck, then back into her mouth where he pumped himself dry, draining his swollen balls into her mouth and down her throat, his cock flexing and twitching in orgasm as he coated her inside and out in his white cream.

Come on Stormy, read you like a book? You're like a good pitcher who keeps the batters off balance by throwing a change up when they're expecting a fastball. Every time I think I know where you're headed, you mix things up.

I just love the character you're created with Kori. Her reference to Goldilocks and the three bears while being plowed by Doug from behind was pure brilliance on your part. Speaking of Kori, there's a show on CBS on Monday night called "How I met your Mother". There's a character on that show named Lilly. I picture her as Kori, more about her personality than any physical similarities.

Speaking of change ups, how about that little slut Max? Didn't see that one coming-he might not have either since he got it from behind. See, you keep throwing stuff like that in there that keeps us off guard. Love it.

Good grief Stormy, has it really been a year? Man, time flys. As always, thanks for all your efforts in writing this awesome story. You and GH continue to amaze me.

TrF2 - You're right about Lilly, I hadn't thought about it, but there are some definite similarities between her and Kori.
There is one of those beautiful actresses that everyone knows by sight but few know by name, which I believe is Piper Perabo - she stars in the movie Coyote Ugly and any number of other light comedy/love story, Disney style flicks - and I imagine Kristi to look very much like her, particularly her body and hair and especially in her Coyote Ugly days. That movie also has the upside of starring Maria Bello, who is slightly older but also gorgeous and sexy, and she too has some Kori-like qualities, although maybe a little more worldly.

As for Max, well, I had to do something nice for the poor old slut, didn't I?
Thanks for your comments!
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As Cody's cock stopped pumping into Kristi's mouth she let it slip from her lips. She closed her eyes and swallowed, and I watched her throat work as his load slipped down into her stomach. She opened her eyes to his cock, inches from her face, and she inspected it closely for a moment before flicking her tongue out to take the last pearly drop that had oozed from him, causing him to flinch and gasp as she touched his sensitive tip. She looked up at him and laughed, making some comment about him needing that - I couldn't hear all of it - as she squeezed his balls. He laughed in return and stroked her hair, and I watched a large string of his semen drip from her chin and land on the redwood deck, narrowly missing Ty's arm as he clutched her ass and continued to drive into her, seemingly unaware of the trickle of Cody's cum that was gradually working it's way down the side of his own neck. Kristi touched Cody's still-hard cock, rolling his foreskin back and forth with her fingertips before taking him into her mouth, sucking and tonguing his soft roll of extra skin and his swollen head, drawing the last little bit of semen from him and leaving him wet and clean, his thick foreskin sucked back into place mostly covering his glans.

Kori whispered breathlessly into my ear. "God Adam, doesn't she look hot with cum all over her face and a cock in her mouth? Don't you just want to kiss her?"

I glanced sideways at Kori, wrinkling my nose, and she laughed. The truth was yes, I did want to kiss her, she looked so beautiful and happy, but ewww! Then Cody leaned down and did just that, kissing her full on her cum-smeared lips, using his finger to gather a little off her cheek and feed it to her before kissing her again. But then, it was his own semen. I can do that! She upped the ante though, when she looked at me, winked, and then grabbed Ty's face between her hands and stretched up to kiss him!

He didn't hesitate, kissing her directly on the lips that were still liberally coated with his friend's load before running his tongue up the side of her neck, lapping up a long streak of Cody's cum and then locking lips with Kristi and depositing it in her mouth, continuing to flex his legs and ass as he pumped his own hard shaft into her pussy. I was more sure than ever that the two men had done this before, and had a well-practiced dance that they were performing. Kristi broke the kiss, swallowed again, and then disappeared behind his body as she rose off the deck in yet another orgasm.

This was the straw that broke the camel's back, and I saw Ty shudder and double-clutch in his thrusting action, and knew he was past the point of no return. Incredibly aroused from watching them, I too was in imminent danger, and I grabbed the hand that was formed over the crown of my cock, fingers stroking up and down my rigid shaft as the head of my cock thumped into her palm on each downstroke. It was Pam's hand, and I grasped it, holding it still on me, gasping, waiting for my wave to recede even as Ty's wave broke and crashed.

We all watched his hips jerk spasmodically, then the rapid little repetitive thrusting-tensing movements of his hamstrings and lower ass that first presaged and then coincided with each spurt of cum he fired deep inside of Kristi! Her hands came around to grip his ass, fingernails digging in as she pulled him as deeply as possible inside of her, and I knew she was feeling the pumping action of his cock in her vagina, the gush of his cum. Knowing that, knowing he was shooting his pent-up load deep inside of her body almost did me in, but I held off somehow. Part of it, I think, was not wanting to shoot what I feared would be an enormous load into the water of the tub that several people were currently sitting in. That eventually turned out to be a moot point, because that night, in that tub, there would be cum.

A bigger part of it was not wanting everyone to know that seeing another man cum inside of Kristi could trigger my own orgasm; it almost did, it should have, and I'll never know how it didn't. I held out, watching, wondering, knowing she was full of his cock and cum and was loving the feel of him inside of her, and he began to take longer, slower strokes. I knew he was enjoying the feeling of sliding his drained but still hard cock into the hot, slick pool of cum in her tight pussy as his own climax waned. It's one of my favorite moments during sex, that feeling, and it was apparent that he enjoyed it too. I know Kristi did.

We all sat, as though frozen in place, watching them. Except for Doug, who continued to thrust into Kori, and Kori, who continued to completely enjoy being thrust into. She touched Pam's shoulder, and Pam turned to look at her.
"Ungh, god, your husband is so-unh-good! Oh, oh, fuck, can I take him home?"

I saw Pam glance up at her husband, and smile. "Sure, but this is pretty much all he's good for. Don't expect to get any chores done."

Kori groaned out "I can hire-uhh-a boy-ungh-to do chores. Ohhh god!"

We all laughed, then Pam looked at Kori's face for a moment, watching as Kori enjoyed her husband's prowess. "How about you do me a favor now and talk your well-endowed friend into fucking me? Or at least letting me suck his cock?"

Kori stroked my cheek and then my neck, cupping my chin as she continued to be pushed against me with each of Doug's thrusts. "You heard her Adam. Ungh-unh-unh-ohhhh,fuck, ohhh cumming!" And she did, yet again, her arms tightening around me. When she could, she went on: "Raise up Adam, sit on the side and let everyone see you, and poor Pam have a little."

I looked at her; she knows I hate to be stared at, and while I've stated that I would rather be well-hung than not, I'd had several experiences growing up and as an adult that had made me feel very self-conscious, and had made me feel a little like a freak of nature or something. I'd never gotten used to the stares, or the jokes and comments, in locker rooms or elsewhere when exposed, and it was not my best moment. She saw this, and whispered in my ear.
"They're fucking your woman Adam. Show them, plant a little seed of doubt in those boys' minds, it'll be fun!"

So I did, raising up to sit on the edge of the tub and spreading my legs so Pam could move between. Ty was in the act of withdrawing from Kristi, and when he turned sideways my gaze locked on to his cum-slathered cock, so recently inside my woman, still extremely erect, coated and streaked in his and Kristi's combined cum. He glanced over at me, then did a classic double-take, looking down at my cock as Pam stroked me and then leaned in to take me in her mouth.

I have to admit, it was gratifying to see his expression, and I was enormosly hard, the combination of the drug and the intense arousal giving me maybe my best and biggest erection ever! Even to me I looked huge, thick and rigid, the veins bulging out along the side and top of my shaft and the head swollen and almost purple. The hot water had left my balls hanging low and heavy in my relaxed sack, and all in all I suppose it looked pretty impressive. I thought "Yeah, sucker, and this is what I've got, how I always look, see what you're up against!", although I knew better, but when he nudged Cody, who turned and stared before pursing his lips and giving a low whistle, I just smiled at them smugly.

For maybe the first time in my life I totally enjoyed the open stares as the two of them thought about what Kristi was used to getting! Then Pam slipped her lips over my swollen head, and Britt leaned in next to her, licking my shaft and sucking at my balls, and I came, hard, sudden, and from deep inside, the two women sharing and spilling the flood that gushed and spurted from me, swallowing, drooling out, and becoming slick and cum-covered, a long, white arc of semen shooting between them and landing on the water's surface before disappearing into the bubbles.

It was too soon, too fast, but the girls didn't seem to mind, and I looked inward as my entire being focused on the sweet, intense sensations in my cock, my balls, my groin, and radiating out through every fiber of my being. It felt as though someone was squeezing my prostate in their fist, and I gasped and gushed, and for the moment didn't give a damn who fucked who or who thought what. I just came.