Adam's Journey

Mr. Dog

That was very well done.

Thank you,

Al

Mr. Dog - ha! Thanks Al and you're welcome, glad you enjoyed it. I appreciate you taking the time to drop a note!

Rub a dub, dub, there's cum in the tub. Stormy, you made us wait for the houseboat party, but it was well worth it. You, my friend, have a gift for erotica. Your ability to put sex scenes into written words can only be matched by a few writers, you should be proud. The last few episodes have just been amazing. Adam's inner struggle while watching Kristi's activities made me feel like I was right there with him. Seems like he's come to grips with everything and is OK with it. I love Kori encouraging him to get involved with Pam and Britt. Hope there's more action with that threesome, but if not, it's still been great. I would be interested to see how Kristi handles seeing her man taking on those two now that she's been taken by Cody and Ty.

Great job, Stormy, thank you.

Stormy

I just want to add my two cents worth. That was one hot scene! I can't wait to see what's next.

GH

As the contractions in my groin slowly subsided I looked down at Britt and Pam as they continued to lick and suck at me, the sensations now almost painfully intense. Both had cum on their faces and elsewhere, Pam more so than Britt, who seemed to have caught most of it on her lips, chin, and breasts.

Pam was a mess, with cum all over her face, neck, and chest, and a pretty good bit making a sodden, tangled mass in her hair. I weakly muttered an apology, but she just smiled and raised up to kiss me, allowing (forcing?) me to feel and taste my cum on her lips and tongue. I traced my fingers through the cum on her chest and then used it to fingerpaint her hard nipples, feeling them stiffen further in the slippery wetness.

She broke off the kiss and looked up at her husband, still fucking Kori from behind, and smiled at him through all my cum on her face. Kori had her hands braced against the side of the tub now, her arms straight out, elbows locked, and head hanging down between them as she bent more than ninety degrees at the waist to take him. He had his arms straight out over her as well, hands gripping her shoulders as he pounded into her, perhaps near his own climax. Kori was gone, lost in one long, continuous bout of fucking, possibly unable to have any more orgasms but still deep in ecstasy at the feeling of his big cock thrusting into her, unconscious to anything else happening around her.

I saw Pam's eyes take all this in before she turned and bent forward, pushing her ass back to me and rubbing her wet, protruding pussy lips against my still hard cock. She was standing on the seat of the tub, between my widespread legs, and with her own legs close together it was not easy to push into her. Britt saw this and reached down, grasping my cock and guiding it in, rubbing it in Pam's wetness to add to the cum already smeared over me before holding me up and allowing Pam to lower herself onto my erection. I felt her engulf me, hot, tight, and slick inside, and she slowly pushed herself all the way down, taking me fully until her soft round ass pressed to my stomach. I groaned and thrust involuntarily, and she gasped out "Oh my god, fuck, that feels so gooood!

Her husband, a sexual superman until now, was watching us and could take no more. I heard him gasp and groan, grunting deeply as he began to pump his seed into Kori. She cried out, surprised but willing as she felt him thrust harder and cum, flooding her pussy. Having had the pleasure of being inside of Kori myself, and with his view looking down at her delectable little ass, I had no idea how Doug had ever lasted so long! That he had finally lost control only when he saw his wife take me deep into her own wet, horny pussy made me feel a little less embarrassed about my own intense reaction upon watching Kristi being fucked.

I had been a little concerned about losing my erection following the incredible orgasm I'd had, but now, with Kori and Doug providing stimulation alongside and Pam's hot pussy grasping at me, that concern vanished. It was apparent that losing my wood at this moment was not a concern, and I silently thanked the inventor of the Cialis - although at this point I really don't think it made any difference! I relaxed and put my hands around Pam's narrow waist, holding her as she bounced on my cock.

Britt moved up alongside of me, presenting her swollen tits to my lips, and I eagerly sucked at her, tasting the blend of her milk and my own semen. I don't know if she or Pam had been playing with her nipples, or if it was just the overall arousal factor, but she'd continued to slowly leak her milk and had a thin trail of creamy fluid on each. I licked and sucked at her, drawing more from her ample supply, and she groaned, pushing her breast hard against my face. My mouth filled and I swallowed, eagerly suckling for more!

I moved one hand from Pam's hip and blindly found Britt's thigh, running my fingers upward until I reached the junction. The back of my fingers brushed across her small patch, and I remembered her narrow blonde landing strip and smooth lips. I ran the backs of my fingers up and down her soft curls several times, enjoying the sensual feel of her pubic hair atop her cushioned mound, and appreciating that she liked it too as she pushed herself against my hand. Finally, I slid my middle finger down and between her smooth, taut, narrow lips, finding and flicking the hard bud of her clit before burrowing into her tight silken tunnel.

She was slippery and aroused, and she gasped as I pushed my finger into her heat, clamping her snug pussy onto me and squeezing, gripping my finger tightly as her nipple squirted warm milk into my suctioning mouth. If I had not just cum moments before, that would have certainly finished me! As it was, I was able to relax and enjoy all of the amazing sensations, knowing I would not further humiliate myself by either going limp or firing prematurely.

We continued this for what may have been as little as thirty seconds or as much as five minutes - I have no idea - before I felt Pam shudder and cum, growling deep in her throat as she clamped my cock inside of her and grasped my balls in her hand, squeezing them. I do know that I had swallowed several ounces of mother's milk by then, and I felt Britt tense and cum, letting out a small cry as Pam's orgasm helped to trigger her own, her incredibly tight pussy grasping and sucking at my probing finger. I found it almost impossible to believe that she had passed a baby through this same opening less than a year before!

Having relieved some of the pressure on her breasts while also achieving a temporarily satisfying orgasm, Britt gently disengaged from me, grasping my wrist and slowly sliding my finger out of her before stepping behind Pam and looking down at where our bodies merged, watching my cock thrust up into the other woman. Her silvery-blue eyes sparkled, and her swollen lips were slightly parted in arousal, and she looked incredibly sexy with her white-blonde hair all mussed up! Her pale eyes flicked up to my face, and I smiled and winked at her, bringing the finger that had been so recently inside of her to my lips and sucking her juices from it, savoring the taste of her sex, her arousal, as she watched. She smiled broadly, enjoying my teasing.

I heard Pam laugh then too, watching Britt's face, before reaching behind her and slapping me softly on the stomach. Looking back over her shoulder, she said "Hey, you're supposed to be paying attention to me!"

I replied by pinching her ass and then grabbing her hips and thrusting up hard into her, several times! She squealed as I pinched her, then gasped and cried out as I filled and stretched her, cumming suddenly with a cry and a shudder. I watched the muscles in her shoulders, back and ass tighten and flex as she came, marveling for the thousandth time in my life at how beautiful that sight is, a woman in the throes of orgasm!

As Pam settled back on me, I snuck a glance past her to Kristi, who was across the hot tub and just to the left of Pam and Britt. She was kneeling on the redwood platform now, a folded towel under her knees, sucking the cocks of both of her admirers. She was in a rear three-quarter view to me, so I couldn't see all of her face, but I could clearly see Cody and Ty standing close, Ty with his hands on his hips, Cody with one hand behind him and the other on Kristi's head, their hard cocks jutting at her face as she took turns, alternating between sucking and stroking them. Ty's cock was cleaned of all the cum that had been slathered on it earlier, and I wondered if Kristi's lips and tongue, the ones I love to kiss and taste, had performed that service, knowing they had.

As she twisted and leaned into them she flashed us a good look at her pussy, and she looked.... well, for lack of a better word let's say used, pink and swollen, open, creamy white cum oozing from her and a long trickle of translucent semen visible as it leaked from her body and trailed down the inside of her thigh. I felt a powerful electric jolt hit me in the lower belly like a punch as I saw the evidence Ty's massive load slowly escaping from her. I had known that he came inside of her, of course, but knowing and seeing turned out to be two completely different things. I hurt deep inside, and my mouth suddenly watered as if I was one of Pavlov's dogs.

Wonderful, just wonderful, Stormy. So Adam is going to get conditioned. I hope this story will last until we'll have the scientific evidence - probably you'll be in for the Nobel prize on how to conditionize Cuckolds. Pity I'm not member of the Committee...

Cliffa
Cliffa

Hi stormy,

I've read hundreds of stories, but this one is IT. Plainly the BEST.

regards sroryfan

Stormy you are the best. What a wonderful story. I don't like to admit to myself, that this story will someday come to an end. What will I do then? Keep up the good work.
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GH & TrF2, thanks both, imagine my surprise when I got done posting a chapter and found your comments already there! We all seemed to share similar timing, but I didn't have a chance to respond 'til now. I really appreciate your kind words, knowing you enjoyed it means a great deal to me, and as is so often the case TrF2's comments brought a laugh. And an idea. Thanks again.

Thanks Cliffa, it's good to know you enjoyed it! Beyond saying that I wish you were on the Nobel Committee as well, I will refrain from any further comments on their selection process. I think Adam still has a ways to go.

storyfan and ncal, all I can say is thanks for your very nice comments and for joining me on this little adventure. The story will indeed end someday (it's GOT to!), but probably not real soon. I still have a few ideas for these folks, and am not up to creating all new characters just now! I should get some advice from GH on how to start over with a new story! I'm just not as inspired and creative as he is, I guess.
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Feeling a little guilty about watching Kristi and her partners while I had two lovely women focusing their attention on me, I looked back to Britt and Pam. I needn't have worried about Pam, she was riding my cock like a pro, her head back, hair bouncing up and down and ass jiggling enticingly every time she slammed down onto me. The last thing on her mind was looking over her shoulder to see where my eyes were; she had the only part of my body she was concerned with deep inside her velvet cunt!

Britt, on the other hand, was watching my face, and I felt myself blush. She gave me a crooked half-smile and a wink, making a scolding motion with her fingers before stepping in front of Pam. She bent down and looked at where we were joined, then helped lift Pam's legs and separate them so that now Pam was straddling me instead of being between my legs with her own tight together. If it was even possible, I think I felt myself slip a little more deeply into her, and she cried out and came, leaning back into my chest and thrusting herself down onto me.

Britt pushed my legs open and kneeled between them, disappearing behind Pam's body. Or I should say in front of Pam's body - anyway, all I could see of her was her hands on Pam's hips - but then I felt her lips and tongue on my balls! It was amazing, incredible, and when she sucked my left testicle into her mouth the pleasure of her warm tongue and suctioning cheeks was so intense it was almost painful. If you've never had the pleasure of having your cock deep inside one woman while another sucks your balls, please do so as soon as possible. I can almost guarantee you will enjoy it!

She did that for awhile, alternating between my balls and licking the base of my shaft. It would have made me cum very quickly under ordinary circumstances, but because I had, I didn't. In one way I wanted to, to feel that feeling again and fill Pam with cum, and to see how Britt would react to that, but in another I didn't, because I was enjoying this too much and had no desire for it to end.

Just when it began to seem that the inevitable was inevitable, Britt stopped the additional stimulation, apparently sensing the same thing I was. I was momentarily disappointed, but then Pam arched her back, thrust down on me and came, hard, and I realized that Britt had moved her busy tongue to Pam's swollen clit! That realization was confirmed seconds later when Pam cried out "Oh fuck yes, lick my pussy! Oh yes, more, like that, don't stop!"

Apparently Britt didn't, because Pam didn't either, cumming twice more in rapid succession, then again less than a minute later. Her cries of pleasure had made us the center of attention, Meg and Steve ideally positioned to get an close-up view and Ty and Cody both watching as Kristi sucked their hard cocks. Cody, mostly, with Ty still primarily looking at Kristi, who snuck a few looks herself. At one point her eyes locked with mine and we just stared at each other for a moment. Her face was unreadable, largely because I didn't know how to read her expression with a stiff cock in her mouth, but I think her eyes were registering disbelief at what we were doing - mixed with a huge dose of pure, raw arousal!

I looked over my shoulder to find Kori a couple of feet away, watching us too, a look of tired satisfaction on her face. Clearly her lovemaking with Doug had left her worn out but totally satiated. He stood alongside of her, his arm around her shoulder protectively, his thick half-flaccid cock visibly wet and cum smeared as it drooped in front of him.

Kori caught my glance at Doug's crotch and lifted his cock in her hand. still looking at me. "Did you want some of this Adam? I'm sure Doug wouldn't mind, and you know you like the way I taste."

I grimaced at her teasing. "Mmm, gosh, it's tempting, but no thanks. I'm a little busy right now."

She laughed and called me a coward, then stepped in front of him and bent to try him herself, apparently more serious about finding his cum-drenched cock tempting. When she bent to take him in her mouth she showed me her pussy, oozing his thick cum, sloppy, swollen, and quite messy. Strangely, that actually was tempting, and I reached out and ran one finger up her slit and into her. She was a pool of slippery, molten juices inside, and she pushed back onto my finger with a low moan.

Reading the last few posts together is like eating a whole box of your favourite chocolates. I'm almost full to bursting.

This is quite the most erotic orgy scene I have ever read. So many details, so many thoughts generated. I think some people forget that the brain is the biggest sexual organ we all have. So many authors leave it as big tits and cocks and slippery bits, which leaves us to fill in too much. Surely, so much of the pleasure is also about the mutual emotions generated by one player in understanding just what feelings they have created in another. You create this mutual erotic build so well Stormy.

You can only imagine the celestial choir of readers you have watching this boat from above and just wishing they were on board !

Thanks peak. I worry about the sex scenes, whether they are too graphic, or too long. I want to put in enough detail to make it visible in the mind's eye, but not so much as to make it too long or boring - tough with a group scene where so much is going on at once! If you can see the cocks disappearing into mouths and pussies, hear the gasps and moans, and smell the sex in the air, then I've hit my target. I can only hope to please some of the people, some of the time, so thanks again for the reassurance!
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I slid a second finger into Kori, meeting little resistance in her well-lubed pussy. She pushed back hard, crushing her labia against my knuckles before contracting her muscles and squeezing my fingers, and I felt a trickle of their mixed secretions squeeze from her and run down my hand. I had thought Kori totally exhausted, but it seemed that Doug's cum-smeared cock in her mouth and my fingers in her vagina were fanning her smouldering embers back into flames!

I looked at Pam, who was all the way down on my cock, holding me balls-deep inside of her, legs spread far apart as Britt paid lip service to both of us. Britt tonguing of Pam's clit paid dividends for me, because she kept twitching and contracting her pussy on me as Britt tortured her. With my fingers in Kori's hot, dripping snatch, Pam enveloping my cock, and Britt alternately licking Pam and I, I was in heaven.

I looked over at Kristi, selfishly hoping she was taking this in. Involved with her own partners, it appeared she was not, and I saw Cody reach out and take her hands, helping her to lie back on the towel she had been kneeling on. His cock, wet with her saliva and again fully erect, jutted out obscenely in front of him as he helped her, and I saw her look hungrily at his sex as she laid back. Ty stepped out of their way, standing to one side and slowly masturbating his still-erect cock as Cody kneeled between Kristi's widespread legs. Her feet were toward us, and I watched in morbid fascination as she drew her legs up, knees bent and far apart, displaying her wet, swollen sex to him, trickles of Ty's semen still visible in her cleft and on her thighs, and now trickling down over her puckered little anus.

He reached down and ran his thumb over her slippery sex, and she gasped and bucked when he crushed her clit into her hot folds. Wasting no more time, he lowered himself over her, and I saw her left hand snake between them, her engagement ring sparkling as she found his thick cock, which she guided to her swollen pussy. I ached all over, every muscle tense as I watched him slowly thrust his cock inside of her, in and in and in, her pussy greased with Ty's cum and ready, her hips rising to meet him, until his cock was gone and his big balls rested in the gush of white cum that his invading member forced out of her depths. He began to slowly fuck her then, taking long, deep strokes, his thick, cum-drenched shaft sliding easily in and out of her as his friend's semen dripped from his balls. Words like stabbed, impaled, penetrated, and violated kept tumbling around in my head, but clearly it was a violation that Kristi was enjoying, and she cried out as her hips bucked upwards to meet his thrusts!

She had already fucked Ty, of course, but while I had watched some of that I hadn't seen him enter her, hadn't seen him thrusting his hard penis into her, hadn't seen her pussy stretch and open and then squeeze onto his cock, her wet, tender pink flesh clinging and sucking at him. I'd known he was in my Kristi, of course, but the gory details I hadn't had to watch. Actually, I didn't have to watch now, but I couldn't seem to look away, and despite my emotional pain it felt like sparks were shooting across every inch of my exposed skin, so intense was my arousal!

Pam suddenly rose up, sliding upwards on my cock several inches before slamming back down onto me as Britt got her off yet again, and I gasped and cried out, bucking into her. I heard a low giggle near my ear, and glanced left to find Kori there, with her hands on my shoulders. She squeezed my shoulders. "Did that feel good? You sure sounded like it did, stud!" She kissed my ear. "Are you still doing OK?"

I hadn't felt her disentangle herself from the fingers I'd had inside of her, hadn't noticed her come up behind and put her hands on my shoulders, hadn't realized that she was watching me and had made it a point to be there if I needed her. I looked stupidly at my hand, at the fingers I'd had inside of her pussy, wondering how she'd done that. They were covered in a thick layer of cum, Kori's juices and Doug's sperm a slippery, whitish/clearish lather on my fingers and pooling where it had run down into my palm.

Kori followed my numb gaze and giggled again. "I had a lot of cum in me, huh? I was so surprised when you touched me and put your fingers in me, but it sure felt good!" She grabbed my arm and pulled my cummy fingers up near my face. I could smell her sweet sex scent, and the male musk of Doug's cum. "Taste us Adam, you've seen and heard other people fucking, now taste it." She pulled my hand near my lips, but I turned my face away. She laughed out loud, and then proceeded to pop my fingers into her own mouth, sucking off the cum and licking between them before licking the cum from my palm! Before I could react she covered my lips with her own, thrusting her tongue into my mouth, and I tasted them, tasted their lovemaking.

At first I recoiled, remembering that only moments before she'd had Doug's cum-covered cock in her mouth, but then suddenly it felt like something opened, some bridge was crossed, and as Pam rode my cock I thrust my tongue into Kori's mouth, wanting to taste their passion, their arousal, needing to absorb every sensation, every bit of this moment that I could. I put my hand behind her head and held her to my lips, sucking at her lips and tongue, fucking my own tongue into her mouth, thoroughly exploring and tasting all of the recesses inside of her mouth. She tasted of sex, of heat, of arousal and cum and I ravaged her lips until she pulled away, a stunned look on her face.
"God Adam, what the hell was that?"

"Did I hurt you?"

"No, you scared me. That was so sudden, so intense. Are you alright?"

"I... I think I am. I don't know what happened, I just needed that. I needed to taste you." I paused for a moment. "Thanks, K, I think you can stop mothering me now."

She tousled my hair. "Hey, that's what friends are for! If you're sure you're OK..."

"I'm alright, K."

She smiled and reached back, grasping Doug's long, semi-flaccid cock in one hand. "Good, because I need to take this poor bedraggled stud over to the bar and see if I can find some magic elixir that'll put the lead back in this pencil!" She turned and began to lead him away by his cock. "Come on Mr. Limpet, let's see if we can stiffen you back up again, I'm ready for round two!" He grinned happily and let himself be led.

I smiled and shook my head, making a mental note to ask her tomorrow about just when she had become such a slut. I glanced over at Ronnie, wondering how he was taking his wife's obvious adoration of Doug's cock, and feeling a little guilty myself, hoping he hadn't seen me sexually assaulting Kori's mouth. I quickly realized that he was blissfully unaware of it all, Sandra again astride his face. His cock was limp and shrivelled, apparently having spent itself inside of her, and now she was having him her way, making him lick her clean, pumping her hips as she pushed her pussy against his lips and tongue, squeezing her own breasts and pinching her hard, dark nipples as he drove her to orgasm while lapping and sucking his own cream from her!

She stiffened and clamped her thighs against his head, her shiny black hair hanging all around her face as she pinned his head to the cushion, and I was sure she was suffocating him as her orgasm rocked through her body. I figured at least he'd die a very happy man! Apparently her orgasm worked for him too, and he must have had enough oxygen, because as I watched the south began to rise again and soon his penis had reached it's full four inch glory! I could only smile and shake my head, wondering how Ron and Kori could do all this so close together without any apparent regard or concern for what the other was doing. I knew they loved and trusted each other, and would do almost anything for the other's happiness without thinking of their own. I was impressed, and wondered if Kristi and I would ever reach that stage, startled by the evolution of my thoughts.

Pam tightened on me and came again, and when her orgasm subsided she raised off of me, letting my cock slip from her velvet grasp. It slapped wetly against my belly when it came free, and she turned to face me, her neck, face, and chest flushed and showing a sheen of sweat at her efforts, her hard nipples looking almost bruised. I glanced at her crotch and saw that her thick, rose colored pussy lips were even more distended that earlier, their crinkled petal-like surfaces wet and swollen. She gave me a satisfied smile.
"Britt's turn now Mule, I don't want to be accused of being selfish. Although I sure did want you to cum in me!"

Mule! Great, I'd forgotten about that little tidbit of information being blabbed in front of everyone! Britt stood up from where she'd been providing oral pleasure to both Pam and I, smiling, her lips swollen and red, her chin covered with Pam's fluids. "Good, my turn now! I sure hope you've still got something left, because I'm so horny I could die! I need some big ol' mule cock!"

I felt myself blush at their comments, suddenly self-conscious about my slick, wet cock sticking up in the air. Right up until Britt reached out and grabbed it, pulling at me. "Come on Adam, this horny slut wants to be fucked like a lady. In case you're wondering, that means you on top!"

I stood and she tugged me by my cock (why do women find that to be such a convenient handle?) and I realized she was leading me over to the redwood platform where Kristi, beautiful sexy Kristi, was being fucked by Cody, Ty kneeling over her face as he watched and masturbated. I hesitated, looking around in a panic for Kori before remembering that I'd told her I'd be fine without her. When I paused, Britt's hand slid off my cock, and she giggled. "You're very slippery, it's like trying to hold a fish!"

I smiled back at her. "Gosh, I wonder how that happened."

She giggled again. "I know exactly how it happened, I had a closeup view. It's OK though, 'cause I'm very slippery too, and we'll need to be if you're going to get that big thing inside of me!"

She moved across the tub and stepped up onto the seat, still pulling me along. I dutifully stepped up with her, then she sat back onto the edge of the platform and bent to take my cock into her mouth for a moment before looking up at me. "So thick! Your cock tastes just like pussy, you know."

"Go figure! There's a reason for that, too."

She laughed and tugged at my cock. "Fuck me now Adam, please!"

She lay back right alongside Kristi, raising and parting her legs, perfectly mimicking what Kristi had done just a short time before. I looked down at her face, her white-blonde hair spilling across the dark wood around her shoulders and head, her pale blue eyes looking up at me hungrily. Her narrow, small-lipped vulva was shining wetly, pink and aroused, and I felt her with my fingers, wetting them before sliding one into her. She was tight - so tight! - and hot, and she gasped and clamped onto my finger, squeezing.

Kristi turned her head and looked at Britt for a moment, gazing at her face from less that eighteen inches away, then looked up at me. Her blue- green eyes had that sexy, sultry smokiness that I knew so well, her pupils wide with arousal and her nostrils flared. She bit her lower lip and closed her eyes momentarily as Cody thrust into her, then opened them again, still staring into my face. She is so damn beautiful! She gave me a small, enigmatic smile before turning her attention back to her lover, and I wondered if Britt had intentionally brought me over here, next to Kristi, just so that I could watch her being fucked. If so, well...

I grabbed Britt's legs and pushed them up, getting my shoulders under them and hoisting her so that her wet pussy lined up with my erection, and I rubbed the tip of my cock in her hot wetness before entering her, watching her eyes widen as she opened to take me. She was right; it was a very good thing that we were both so slippery.

Don't you worry about your writing skills SDogg, you're doing a masterful job with this sex scene. It's almost like I'm right there in the room with them.

You got me with that comment about having your cock buried deep inside one woman while another one licks your balls, I'm afraid that window of opportunity has slammed shut for me. Those were the good old days and they're now a distant memory, but a good one at that.

I always said when I'm sitting in that rocking chair on the front porch of the nursing home, I'll have a lot of nice memories to look back on. Now I'm worried that I'll forget all of them before I get there. Getting old is a bitch.

TrF2 - Thanks, I sure appreciate the vote of confidence. As for forgetting things, one word: Photos. Man, you should have taken photos! I know, too late now, but you can still make notes!
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With Britt pushed back in this position I knew I could enter her very deeply, and I did so slowly in order to enjoy the sensation to the fullest and not cause her any discomfort. When I was about halfway into her she let out a gasp, closing her eyes and throwing her head back, arching her neck. I stopped.

"Are you OK?"

Without opening her eyes she said "Oh god yes, don't stop!"

I continued to slowly push into her, marveling at how tightly she closed around me, feeling the resistance inside of her as the head of my penis opened and stretched her. It was my turn to gasp. "Fuck! Are you sure you just had a baby recently?"

Now she opened her eyes, looking up at me with a puzzled look. "Ooohhhh god! Yes, of course. What makes you..mmummm, damn... what.. ohhhh, fuuuck!"

I answered her unfinished question. "You're just so damn tight, it's tough to believe." I was fully inside her now, my balls against her upraised ass, and I paused to allow for both of us to adjust.

She gasped in air, then laughed. "I work out, long and hard." She squeezed me inside her and I gasped again. "So you approve?"

"Oh god yes! You feel just like..." I had started to say you feel just like Kristi, who hasn't had any kids, when I realized that Kristi was right there, staring up at me, waiting to see where I was going with this. I'm not always the sharpest knife in the drawer, but I immediately sensed the metaphorical quicksand under my feet. I changed my wording, not that it wasn't already too late. "You feel amazing, just like you had never had a child at all."

Kristi smiled knowingly and gave a small shake of her head, closing her eyes to again focus on the sensations of her own body, on Cody thrusting himself deep inside of her, on her own pleasure. She reached one hand up and found Ty's balls where he kneeled above her, and began to squeeze and fondle them as he jerked off. Britt accepted the compliment with a small smile before thrusting her hips up at me, insistent on taking me, her need making her impatient at my pause.

More than ready, I began to fuck her with intent, driving myself deeply inside of her with each thrust. Her disconcertingly pale eyes closed and her mouth opened into a small "O" shape, her breath coming in small, rapid pants as her body, extremely aroused from all the foreplay, began to drive toward the finish line she had been seeking. I think Kristi fed off of Britt's arousal (or maybe I'm just telling myself that so that I can feel at least a little bit responsible for Kristi's pleasure), because soon it became obvious that she too was ascending to a peak.

Without either of us ever intending it to happen, it became like a race between Cody and I as to which could bring his woman to orgasm first. Knowing all of Kristi's signals, her "tells" as well as I did, it was apparent to me that she was there, right on the cusp, and then she crashed over into a powerful orgasm, crying out, clutching at him, hips pumping upward to meet his thrusts, and I realized he had taken her to heights I had thought reserved for me.

Her back arched and her head went back, exposing her throat. Eyes closed, legs splayed wide open for him, her body welcoming him inside and displaying her pleasure, even as I fucked Britt I recognized it for what it was; a moment of total vulnerability, complete submittal, utter surrender, the second time that night that Kristi had so completely and willingly given herself to another man. And it was so hot, so erotic, so raw, and Kristi so incredibly sexy and beautiful as she came that I shuddered along with her pleasure and had to scream at myself inside of my head and dig my nails into my palms to keep from cumming right with her, right alongside of her!

Britt felt no need to attempt to delay her orgasm, as I had, and the power and sound of Kristi's seemed to drive her over the edge, and she cried out as she came, driving her hips up into me as if to get every last millimeter of my cock inside of her. "Ohhh god, oh yessss! Oh fuck me, fuck me, ohhh unnghhhfuck, ohhh shit, SHIT!"
I slammed into her, doing my best to meet her demands, feeling her squeeze and clutch at me as she dug her nails into my upper arms and my balls bounced against her ass with each thrust. It was intense, very, and I should have cum then.

I didn't, somehow, and as the two women collapsed back, momentarily stunned, Cody and I continued to fuck them. It was only now that I remembered that there were others watching us, others besides the omnipresent Ty jerking off his incredibly stiff and deeply arched cock over Kristi's face.
I realized that people were sitting and standing where they had front row position for watching our coupling, and could see our cocks driving into the women in near-gynecological detail. Normally uncomfortable with being looked at, and with no history of any form of exhibitionism, I began to fuck Britt in long, deep strokes, pulling almost all the way out of her before pushing back in, displaying my cock and how deeply I was penetrating her to anyone that cared to watch. I was giving Britt more than Ty or Cody could give Kristi, and I think subconsciously I might have wanted anyone watching to know that.

Whatever, Britt found the deep stroking to be eminently satisfactory and came again, more controlled and less loudly this time, her arms coming up around my neck as I pumped myself into her. It was now less like rutting and more like lovemaking, although too soon it seemed that our lovemaking, which had started out as fun, excitement, and urgency and evolved to sharing and intimacy, might deteriorate into a contest between Cody and I to see which would give his partner the most orgasms, who would last the longest, who was best.

Determined to avoid that, I focused solely on Britt, although to say that I was unaware of Kristi and the pleasure and orgasms she received from him would be a blatant lie. I was keenly aware of each and every moan and whimper she made, and of how beautiful she looked, and wished secretly that I could have enjoyed Britt separately, apart from all this so that I could have enjoyed each woman's beauty and pleasure fully. Especially Kristi. The truth was, I just wanted to see her, to watch her make love to another man!

My earlier concern with whether Cody or I would cum first had neglected Ty, and indeed it was he that first groaned and spurted, his milky white semen flying wildly over Kristi before splashing down on her lower stomach and pubic area, a large streak hitting Cody on the groin just above his cock and running down. Cody cried out "Dude!", an objection which struck me as funny considering he had his cock immersed in Ty's earlier ejaculate! Ty groaned an apology as he continued to spurt, the second long streak hitting both Kristi and Britt on the ribs and breasts before Kristi pulled his cock down, directing the rest of his slowly diminishing spurts mostly into her mouth, a fair amount winding up on her lips, chin, neck, and cheek.

Ty's wild, uncontrolled orgasm seemed to set off a chain reaction, with Kristi cumming at the sight, feel, and taste of his spurting cum, Britt cumming as she ran her fingers through his fresh semen and spread it on her own leaking nipples, and Cody groaning that he was cumming as he witnessed all of the above. He raised up and thrust deeply into Kristi, groaning out a series of unghh, unghh, unghh sounds with each pistoning, spurting thrust, his big balls and overtaxed prostate spilling their pent up load deep inside of her.

That was it, too much for me, knowing that he was filling her sweet pussy with his creamy white load, and I felt myself slip past the edge, the first spurt blasting out of me and into Britt as I came, crying out and telling all what was probably very obvious. "Ohh fuck, cumming, ohhh my god!"
Britt bucked up to meet me, her hands gripping my ass and pulling me into her, her nails biting into my skin, taking all I had inside and squeezing me, demanding and getting more!

I spurted and spasmed until I had nothing left, then held very still for a moment, savoring the afterburn and her tight pussy milking me. After awhile I slowly fucked her used and creamy pussy, loving the warm, relaxed liquid feel of her and noticing that Cody was doing the same to Kristi. He quit first, pulling slowly out of her and standing, his thick, semi-hard cock coated in cum as it hung at half-mast in front of him.

He looked down at us. "Whew! That was incredible!" He bent and stroked her shoulder and hair. "Thanks baby, you really are as good as you look!" Kristi weakly waved a limp hand at him, muttering her own approval and thanks before rolling onto her side, away from me. I saw her body shudder with a post-orgasm aftershock, and knew how much she had enjoyed it.

Cody laughed as he saw her uncontrolled shiver. "Anyone beside me need a beer?"

Ty agreed weakly, sighing with exhaustion as he struggled to his feet and they stepped down to head to the bar. Those two seemed to do everything together; I had to wonder.

I slowly slid out of Britt, hearing her gasp as my cock slipped wetly from her grip, and flopped onto my back between the two girls, trying to catch my breath, my penis worn out and returning slowly to about three fourths size, used and rubbery as it flopped onto my belly and hip. Britt found my hand and squeezed it, sighing contentedly, a silent communication of the pleasure we had just shared. My other hand found Kristi's back, warm and moist with a film of sex sweat, and I ran my hand down her side to her hip, feeling her shudder again as I left it there.

I turned my head toward her. "Are you OK?"

A tired "Mmmm-hmmmm" was her only reply, but I knew she was happy and satisfied by the tone of her voice, momentarily fucked out.

I raised up onto my elbows and looked around. Steve was on the edge of the tub, naked, his small to average cock being attended to by his wife Meg and their friend and mine, Pam, who were taking turns sucking him.

Doug and Kori had returned from the bar at some point, and were standing alongside the tub. Doug was once again hard and pointing skyward, his long cock apparently stiffening up under Kori's loving attention, the sight and sounds of our fucking, and the sight of his wife Pam sucking another man's cock. Kori looked pleased at this development.

Joan and Matt, the young couple that had bailed on us earlier out of shyness or embarrassment, had returned and were in the tub, both naked and very close together. They had decided, apparently, to go for it and experience something new and wild, and I silently applauded their spirit of adventure, wishing I'd had more of it when I was younger like them. She had beautiful breasts, round and firm, very youthful looking, and they were obviously playing with each other under the water. Her nipples looked extremely hard, despite the hot water. Where they were sitting they would have had an excellent, intimate view of me and Britt, and Cody and Kristi, and I wondered how long they had been there.

Miguel was resting, having already cum inside of Linda, and his cum slowly spilled from her open sex as he lay behind her, her leg up over his hip and his large, dark cock wet and limp on his thigh, both of them watching Juan pound Max's ass. To my surprise, Max had a hard-on, his skinny, pale cock apparently aroused by a thick cock up his ass in a way nothing else had accomplished. Juan was reaching around him, under his hip to roughly grasp and yank the older man's cock and balls, and as I watched Max spasmed and spilled a small trickle of semen onto the deck below him, the jizz just running out rather than spurting. As I thought about needing to draw up a bucket of lake water to rinse that off, Juan suddenly pulled out of Max's rectum and grasped his own cock, spurting a spray of cum across both Max and his wife Linda, thoroughly splattering the older man's pale back and Linda's stomach and breasts with droplets and streaks of whitish cum. Linda laughed delightedly at this, and I wondered idly whether she was enjoying Max's public humiliation, or just enjoyed being cum on and in by the two men.

At the bar, the drunken dishwater blonde was sitting on a bar stool which she had swivelled around to face the hot tub and watch the action. Darrien was between her legs, his back to us, her heels on his dark, muscular butt as his ass pumped, and I knew he had his big black cock inside of her, giving her what she had been looking for all evening. Her husband stood nearby, watching, still looking angry. I thought again that it was not the first time she had done this to him, and wondered at his love and his tolerance of her drunken sluttiness, his devotion to her. He glanced around quickly to see if anyone was looking, not noticing me, and reached down and squeezed his cock, rubbing himself. I saw that he had an erection, that he was aroused by his wife's behavior despite his apparent anger and humiliation!

We are strange animals, we humans, constantly pitting our morals, our pride, our sense of right and wrong against our needs and desires, and our basest and most basic instincts. We seem to love to torture ourselves; I knew I had been.

Stormy,
I love the way you captured the pre-orgasmic urgency of all the players here, followed by the post orgasmic dreamy bliss, and then just the hint of Adam's moral code coming back in.

I've read that it is very difficult to change your core values in adulthood. It usually needs trauma or some enlightenment which sinks in slower. Adam wants to accept but his core will hold him back from fully doing it for some time, even if he says otherwise. I just love this story, it has everything.

Someone once said, "love without philosophy is flatter than the earth"
Henry VIII, I think. How well you tell this truth Stormy. I see this tale becoming a classic of the géndre.

Bravo Stormy, excellent job. I know that the houseboat party is not quite finished yet, and I know that it must have taken a lot of time and effort to write. Just wanted to say thanks.

TrF2

Thanks peak, and now it's you that proves prescient - I'm just getting to that!

oliverra, that's a great observation. Can't seem to picture myself as a philosopher, although I do enjoy the occasional falafel sir. Sorry, bad pun!

Your welcome TrF2, and thanks for the support. It is a lot of work, but also a lot of fun.
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Thinking such thoughts as I saw him watching his wife I was thankful that I had been more or less forced to accept the situation to the degree that I had. While still confused and uncertain, at least I wasn't standing alongside, angry, hurt, and humiliated like he so obviously was. You would have thought that maybe the overall atmosphere of fun and sharing might have gotten him more involved, but he seemed too wrapped in his own misery.

Without even really registering it, I saw Jack and Ellen, the older couple that had been in the tub with us for some time, slide across to join Joan and Matt, the four of them talking earnestly. We all knew Matt and his wife were rookies (like me!), and I wondered if maybe Jack and Ellen weren't trying to make an approach, perhaps a more experienced couple looking to help introduce the newcomers to the experience. Whatever, they seemed to be enjoying getting to know each other.

I looked over toward Ron and Sandra, who were now sitting and holding each other, their bout of lovemaking over - or at least temporarily interrupted. As I looked, Ron stood and pulled Sandra to her feet and they approached the tub, stopping alongside Kori and Doug. Ron put a hand on Kori's shoulder, and they kissed, and then Ron glanced down and noticed Doug's renewed erection.
"Damn, woman, haven't you worn this guy out yet? You must be getting soft in your old age!"

Kori feigned insult. "My old age? I'm younger than you buster!" She glanced down at his crotch. "But then again, you do look worn out - or maybe worn off. Sandy, what did you do with the rest of my husband's cock?"

Sandra laughed, a musical sound, her white teeth flashing. "You two are so funny! Are you like this always?"

Kori smiled. "Pretty much. So did my Ronnie take good care of you?"

Sandra tilted her head to smile up at Ron, reaching up to stroke his cheek. "Mmm, so very good! He is wonderful, so gentle and thoughtful. And so very talented with his tongue! He should teach Miguel his tricks, my husband sometimes forgets that a big cock is not everything."

Ron looked at me. "Hear that, Mule?"

I objected. "Hey, what did I do? Leave me out of this, I'm just an innocent bystander!"

Kristi, spoke, still laying on her side facing away from us. Her voice sounded tired, and distant. "Can't pick on him Ronnie, he has so many talents besides just that big bat." She reached back and stroked my ribs. "Don't you dear?"

I felt myself blush, but was pleased that she had spoken up for me. "Umm, I suppose I know a few things..."

I felt Britt touch me from the other side. "Would you care to demonstrate? I'll be glad to be your assistant."

I looked down at her. "Insatiable wench! Didn't you get enough?"

She laughed, a low, sexy sound. "I could probably die happy right now, but I'd rather live even happier. My husband is off across the country hitting little dimply balls and packing even littler, dimplier balls. Juan just had his dick up a guys ass, so he's not getting near me for awhile, but you're right here, bigger than life, and I hear you're talented, sooo... Just to prove Kristi's point is all, you see, not for me!"

It was my turn to laugh. "Sure, I understand!" I leaned her way and bent to suck her breasts, still tasting her milk. I looked up at her. "It's a good thing I'm not lactose intolerant!"

She blushed prettily. "Actually, you seem to be extremely lactose tolerant. Deficient, even, the way you keep going at them!"

I laughed, then sucked her other nipple for a moment. She sighed. "Mmmm, I could get used to this!" I heard Kristi move, and from the corner of my eye saw her roll over to face us, to watch. I raised my head to look at her and our eyes locked, searching for something in each other. I couldn't seem to tear my gaze away from her until she smiled and said "Go on. Show her that thing I love so much, you know what I mean."

I bent and kissed Britt on the lips, long and lingering, then moved to her throat, her breasts, and then down across her stomach, slowly, gently, a light trail of kisses and touches with my tongue, tasting her salty skin. I kissed then licked her navel softly, then to her lower stomach and the soft white strip of hair at her sex. Her hips moved up to meet me, but I bypassed the route she wanted me to take in order to kiss and carress her thighs, lightly, teasingly. I heard her moan, and felt her body tighten as I moved to the inside of her thighs, kissing my way upwards, going from one leg to the other until I reached her sex. I knew she was at the point where she needed.

She was hot, aroused, her pussy full to overflowing with my semen and her own secretions leaking slowly out of her. She smelled of arousal and sex, and I touched her small, hard clit with the very tip of my tongue, and she gasped. "Oh, god, Adam!"

That did it for me, and I dived into her, pushing my tongue against her newly inflamed sex and into her, tasting us, feeling her respond. She rose up, thrusting into my face, wanting more, and I obliged, licking rapidly at her labia and clit, swallowing what she forced into my mouth. She came hard and sudden, her legs clamping to the sides of my head and her hand holding me there, pushing down on top of my head as if I was trying to escape, which I most assuredly was not.

As her hard orgasm receded I backed off slightly, just enjoying slowly lapping at her sodden pussy, the idle thought that she had probably been fucking Juan earlier in the day passing through my head. Oh well, too late now!

Her hand came between us, her fingers finding and touching her tender parts as though to be sure I had left everyting in place, and she began to slowly masturbate herself. She truly did seem insatiable! I moved back a few inches, wanting to watch her play with herself, and was thunderstruck to recognize the engagement ring in front of my nose as Kristi's! It was Kristi that was touching Britt's cum-drenched pussy, not Britt herself!

Still shocked, I looked up to Kristi's face to find her kissing Britt, everyone else near the hot tub watching this tableau unfold in front of them. They kissed deeply as Kristi touched Britt's sex, and I could see that their tongues were exploring, and by the time the kiss broke off I could feel the old familiar tingle of arousal inside of me as Britt, rubbing herself into Kristi's probing fingers, had brought herself to another orgasm. Kristi looked at me, and again we searched each others faces until this time she tilted her head slightly to the side and softly said "Adam..?"

I knew immediately what she was asking, what she wanted, but I hesitated, still trying to decipher her look. We seemed frozen that way for an interminable several seconds, then she softly said "Adam, please?" and I moved to her, with no control of my own, and she raised her legs and spread them, and I looked down at her used and sex-swollen pussy.
She was wet, saturated even, and cum smeared, her whole pubic area and upper thighs painted with the cum of the two young men, and a foggy whitish fluid still leaked from her until I lowered my face to her and touched, tasted, and scented her arousal and her wanton lust.

I love the various scents of a woman, and of this woman above all others. Whether it's the soft scent of a flowery shampoo in her hair, the fresh soap scent on her skin after a shower, the subtle, sexy, need-you scent of her finest cologne, the salty, light perspiration after a hard workout or a long bout of lovemaking, or the musky, needy, maddeningly female scent of her aroused sex, I love them all, and that last one was there now, in spades!

Along with the scent of Kristi, though, was a rough masculine musk, the claim they had laid, the mark they had left on her lest I fail to realize that they had taken her, and she had accepted them into her body and drawn their seed from them, allowing them to expend their hunger, their need, as they pumped their cum deep inside of her willing, hungry pussy. I was tasting them then, a taste not so different from my own, but different nonetheless, Kristi and someone else not me, and feeling the wetness of the overflow on my cheeks and chin.

Way deep in my mind I realized that people were watching, seeing me go down on my woman after others had used her, and that I should feel shame and humiliation, but when Kristi arched and pushed into my face and I heard her call out my name as she came, I felt only pride. She was mine, I was proving that, and that she had come so quickly and so strongly to my touch, to my tongue gave me intense pleasure. When I heard her draw her breath in as a ragged sob it only pushed me further, and I attacked her, thrusting my tongue inside of her until the muscles and tendons in my mouth and neck hurt, lapping at the mixed juices that flooded her, swallowing what found it's way into my mouth.

She came again, with a gasp and a scream, and then I was up over her, entering her, inside of her steamy furnace, my cock again rigid and throbbing from the arousal of being at her cum drenched delta, tasting and smelling her as she came. I fucked her hard, pounding into her, not caring that it was totally silent around us, everyone watching, every nipple, penis, and clitoris erect as our intensity became contagious. She was liquid inside, slick, molten, tight, her cum filled pussy grasping at me as I felt the semen I forced out of her depths coat and then drip from my balls. I was immersed in their cum, and we kissed, Kristi sucking at my semen coated lips and tongue, wanting to share the entire experience with me.

WOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW, and finaly!!!!!!!!!!! so intense. Great, love every stroke. Almost tasted it. Moreeeeeeeeeeee.
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Absolutely wonderful

GH

cd, GH, and oliverra, thanks all. Glad you enjoyed it, your opinion is important to me. And now, I've left them in this position long enough...
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She had one arm wrapped around my neck, holding herself close, her face to mine. The other was beside her, clawing desperately at the towel she was laying on, and her legs had locked around me, her heels dug into the crease between my ass and thighs. She bucked up into me, driving more excess semen out of her, and I felt her body begin to tense up as she neared orgasm.

She bit my neck, and then my ear, and I heard her voice grind out "Fuck me, oh fuck meeee!" before it tailed off into a guttural animal sound with her climax. One of her heels slid between my legs and into the back of my balls, crushing hard against my nuts and the swollen root of my cock, forcing me deeply into her as her cum-drenched pussy sucked at me. It might have been painful were I not so totally immersed in the act, endorphins, adrenaline, and everything else flowing freely. As it was, it was painful pleasure, triggering my own nerve ending to fire and my cock to strain and pulse inside of her, and I felt myself begin to boil over.

My mouth to her ear I said "I'm gonna cum in you, fuck my cock all in your sloppy seconds, cumming in your creamy pussy!"
It wasn't poetry by any means, it was gross and vulgar, but with no blood supply to my brain I could barely think let alone talk. Finesse didn't seem necessary, or even possible, and intimacy could wait.

She replied, her whisper strained but clear. "Not seconds, lover, sloppy thirds. You're my third tonight."

That did it, her taunting me about the two men preceding me that had left her full and slippery, and I came, the first spurt feeling like I had launched a full quart bolus of cum into her, almost aching as it fired out, quickly followed by several more painfully intense contractions as I emptied into her. I hadn't expected to have much if anything left after the two loads that Britt and Pam had drawn from me, but if intensity meant anything regarding volume, I flooded her.

She continued to drive her hips up into me after my orgasm had exhausted itself, pushing her tight, slick tunnel to the base of my cock, grinding her ass into my cum-slathered balls from the front, her heel from the back, and her seemingly endless capacity for sex astounded me yet again! She'd have taken more if I'd had any more to give, but I was done, drained, exhausted, and I collapsed on top of her, barely able to support my weight on my elbows and knees.

I was lost to the world for a time, I don't know how long, before Kristi breathlessly whispered in my ear. "Oh my god that was good! Are you all right?"

I groaned assent, lifting a little of my weight off of her as I heard a man's voice say "Damn! That was worth the price of admission, right there! Don't expect me to duplicate that for you sweetheart!"

A woman laughed, and I recognized Meg's voice when she replied. "Don't worry dear, we've been married long enough I know not to expect something like that from you!"

A couple of people laughed, and I was reminded that Kristi and I had just made quite the spectacle of ourselves, had engaged in maybe the most violent, nasty, and uninhibited sex of our entire relationship in front of a crowd of friends, acquaintances, and near-strangers. I found I was too tired to really care, but was nonetheless glad I was flushed from the exertion of sex so that my full-body blush of embarrassment, if present, would be less noticeable.

I rolled off Kristi with a gasp as my hyper-sensitive penis slid from her hot embrace and flopped over onto my back, my muscles too limp to move me any farther. I felt my sopping wet cock plop half-limply onto my lower belly, and as I lay there trying to catch my breath I felt a trickle of liquid run over my hip and down the side of my right buttock. My fluids, Kristi's, perhaps Cody's or Ty's, it didn't matter at all, and if I had cared I was too tired to be bothered with it anyway.

Kristi rolled onto her side and plastered herself against me, her warm breath on my neck and her arm across my chest. I felt a delayed shudder of satisfaction course through her, and I snorted a soft laugh. "Are you pretty happy?"

"Ohhh god!" Her voice had a quaver to it. "I'm totally fucked out! I'm probably not going to need any more sex for at least an hour."

That got a weak surprised laugh from me; I had been anticipating that she might say a week, or a month, and she laughed too, pleased that her teasing had amused me.

"An hour! Damn, you're going to have to proceed without me, I'm down for the count I'm afraid."

She slid her hand down my chest and stomach until she found my cock and grasped it, lifting my rapidly softening sex. I was still very sensitive, and I gasped. She giggled. "I would hope so! I can't believe you came three times in just the last hour or so - and by the bucket, you must be hollow inside! Were you just showing off?"

I groaned, ignoring her question. "Careful with that, I think it may be broken. Or at least worn out. And you should talk! What did you cum, about twenty times?"

She shivered at the memory of her sex-filled evening. "Mmmmm! Maybe even twentyfive. But there's a big difference - I can! Well, provided I have enough hard cocks and horny, willing men."

We were laying there talking as people moved around us, some conversing, some drifting off to the bar, and I could hear at least a few having sex, the sounds unmistakable. We were enjoying a private, intimate moment in the midst of a group, my cock in her hand slick and wet with cum from her and three men, our mixed semen undoubtedly still running out of her abused pussy, the taste of them all still on my tongue, their scent in my nostrils.

We stayed like that until the wooden deck became too hard and uncomfortable, then helped each other sit up amidst a few groans of protest. I looked around at the folks that had been our audience shortly before.

Ron and Sandra stood at the bar, Ron behind her as she rubbed her firm and tawny little ass against him. As they momentarily separated I could see his rock hard little pecker sticking straight up before she again fit him in the valley of her high, round butt and rubbed herself catlike on him. He was certainly getting the maximum enjoyment out of his little senorita, and the fact that her husband Miguel was sitting on a barstool alongside them, watching, his dark, thick cock half-hard where it bobbed in his lap, didn't seem to deter Ronnie in the least! I admired his chutzpah, if not his common sense!

Darrien was still laying it to the drunken blonde - I felt bad that I had never gotten her name - but now he was sitting on the barstool as she faced him, riding his lap. Her legs were spread wide, up over the low arms of the chair, and he had his legs apart supporting her as she rode him. Several people stood close, watching them, and even from where I was I could see his massive black balls dangling over the edge of the chair and his thick cock spreading her open as he plunged it into her.

She was writhing and crying out, her intoxication and her ardor removing any inhibitions, and she came on his big black cock as we all watched, bucking and slamming into him. Soon after, she climbed off of him, allowing his pussy-slickened ebony pole to stick up in the air as she turned around to straddle him in a reverse position. I watched her husband, still looking glum as he stared at Darrien's impressive member, wondering what he was thinking about that big black man and his large rigid cock, so plainly wet with his wife's arousal, out there for all to see. He had his hands plunged deep in his pockets, and I realized he was squeezing and stroking himself, unable to either deny his love and walk away, or to control his arousal despite his hurt and anger.

Been there, done that; I hurt for him, then more so as his wife backed herself onto that thick, wet, black cock, taking it deep, crying out. While others watched.

Britt and Pam were among those watching, having moved away after Kristi and I were done. They talked with Juan as they watched, his dark, fat cock still standing out proud and erect in front of him, his heavy balls hanging low beneath! I remembered that Britt had said he was near-priapic; that appeared to be true, but I also recalled that he had just had his cock up Max's ass, and neither of the women seemed inclined to touch him until perhaps he had cleaned up a bit.

Ellen and Jack had obviously managed to put Joan and Matt at ease, and both women were occupied with Matt's hard cock, licking and sucking at him as Jack stood by watching. The older woman, Ellen, was clearly enjoying sharing Joan's young husband with her, and seemed to appreciate that his cock was considerably larger than her husband's, and was extremely hard. Jack slowly masturbated as he watched, and I remembered his earlier comment about helping her find someone that could give her more than he could. Matt certainly could, although at that moment he erupted, gasping as his jizz spurted into the faces of the two women and into the tub as the women laughed and tried to catch as much as possible in their mouths, sharing his load. And to think that I had been worried about cum in the water! Looking at Joan as her husband's cum ran down her chin, I was struck by how much the color of her hair and eyes suddenly reminded me of Tiffany. Tough, vulnerable Tiffany - I hadn't thought of her for several hours! I looked forward to seeing her again in a few days.

Max and his wife Linda approached the tub, both looking happy, tired, and sticky. Linda had white streaks of cum running down her thighs, from Miguel unloading inside of her, and Max's cock had returned to its small and incredibly shrivelled flaccid state. Spatters of Juan's cum were visible on both of them, and they made no effort to clean off before lowering themselves into the steamy and swirling water. I hoped the filter was up to the task.

Last I found Kori, still with Doug, on her knees in front of him with his hard cock in her mouth! She was off to our left, in a quiet area away from the bar, and Cody and Ty had drifted over to watch her blow Doug. Kori is happiest, I think, with a cock in her mouth, and she seemed quite happy at that moment. Cody stood to one side, watching and playing with himself, but his cock was limp and hopeless this soon after Kristi had finished with him.

Ty, on the other hand, was rigid yet again, his sharply curved cock sticking out and then up toward his chin, and he stepped close to offer it to Kori. She gladly accepted, taking turns on the two of them as Cody watched. Well, as Cody, Kristi, and I watched!

I looked at Kristi for a moment, struck by her post-coital, sweaty, tousled look. She looked like she had just been thoroughly and completely fucked, but also like she could entertain a few more men before she was done. She was beautiful and sexy, and she smelled like a brothel. Or what I assume a brothel smells like.

She caught me looking and smiled. "What?"

"You're gorgeous."

She shook her head. "I'm a wreck."

"Mmm. A gorgeous wreck. You are fucking incredible."

She laughed. "You're biased."

"No doubt, I just got laid. That tends to affect my judgement."

She looked at me consideringly. "I'm glad you enjoyed it. You did enjoy it?"

How to answer that?? "Uh, yeah, I did. I probably still need to wrap my head around a few things, but it was pretty amazing. Very intense." I changed the subject, not knowing what else to say. "Do you think Kori is enjoying two cocks as much as you did?"

The fact that I was gently jabbing her with that question went right over her head. "She sure looks like it."

I looked at her. "You really got off on Ty's funky curvy cock, didn't you?"

She looked into my eyes before answering, then smiled at me. "I really did." She touched herself on her stomach, just above her pubic mound. "He kept stroking me right in here, right on my spot, and it made me cum like crazy. And it felt so good when he came in me, I could feel every spurt and splash. He has a great cock, so hard! Maybe I can do him again before we go home. You could watch. And clean up. Would you like that?"

I closed my eyes. "God, Kristi!" I felt an electric tingle in my tired, aching balls.

Kristi is soooo hot. Now, Tiffany???????WOW love this party.
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Stormy. I'm reminded of all those scenes earlier when Kori seduced our hero and I thought she was sooo hot. She was of course, but Kristi really blows her away (forgive the pun). A truly equal foil for Adam. Very nice balance. This is just a great story, a great romp. Very enjoyable. Thanks again.

Thanks cd and peak. Kori is pretty hot, but there had to be a reason why Adam is so addicted to Kristi that he couldn't leave! Liked the pun, appreciate the support and input!
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She laughed at my reaction. "Oh Adam, you're just too easy! Do you think I can make you hard if I keep teasing you?"

It was my turn to laugh. "Probably - if you wait 'til tomorrow to tease me. I think I'm shot for tonight."

"Really? That's too bad, I was hoping to get something to drink and then maybe have a slow-motion replay. You were awfully quick, considering it was your third time."

I objected. "Hey, I couldn't help it, I was so damn horny! Besides, you still came several times before I did, so you can't call me quick."

She winked at me. "Sure I can, because I could have kept on going, but you were done."

"That's because I have to face the reality of biology while you're the Energizer bunny. Do you intend to keep rubbing that in?"

She giggled. "Probably. It's kind of fun. Now come on, let's go get you rehydrated - you must be drained." She giggled again, at her own pun. "We should probably mingle with our guests a little too, and try to act sociable"

"Gosh babe, I think you've sucked and fucked pretty much all of the unattached males, you can't get a whole lot more sociable than that!"

Laughing, she gave me a stinging slap on my ass as I rose. "Look who's talking! Seems to me you were doing pretty well for yourself too, considering I was the one that most wanted to do this. I'm not sure I like you screwing other women."

I stared at her. "Are you serious?"

She thought for a moment. "Maybe. A little. You looked to be really into it, and you seemed very attracted to that Britt girl - and she sure likes you! She's very pretty, don't you think?"

I wasn't too worn out to sense a trap. I tried to sound noncommital "She's attractive, and very fit, like you. You know how I like tight buns!"

She laughed. "I do. Her tits are a lot bigger than mine though."

"Oh come on babe, of course they are, she's nursing! We could knock you up and you'd probably get big knockers too, at least temporarily."

She giggled. "Yeah, you sure enjoyed that whole nursing thing! Come to think of it, you're probably not dehydrated at all. Got milk, Adam?" She paused. "And how do you know I'm not?"

"Beg your pardon?"

"Knocked up Adam, how do you know I'm not? I had a lot of swimmers injected deep inside me tonight, and both of those young boys look pretty healthy and fertile to me."

My circulatory and respiratory systems both seized up for a moment. "I, uh, you... I thought we, um, aren't you still, you know, uh, on something?"

She stared at me, totally straight-faced for a moment, then broke down into gales of laughter. "Oh Adam, you should have seen your face! You went white as a ghost, you looked like you swallowed a lemon or something, I should have had a camera ready!" She paused to catch her breath. "That was too funny! And to answer your question, yes, I am "on something". I just hope it was strong enough to stand up to that onslaught. I've never had three men cum in me in the same evening before, much less in the same hour. That was a lot of cum, and really fun. How about you?"

I smiled. "No, I've never had three men cum in me in the same evening before either. Still haven't.

She giggled again. "Idiot! Besides, you may not have had three men cum in you, but you do have three men's cum in you!'

Okay, my wisecrack had backfired badly, and I was embarrassed for the first time about being so out of control that I had gone down on her cum-filled pussy! "I only did what you wanted me to do. I know it was kind of gross, and I'm a little embarrassed..."

She interrupted. "Oh Adam, don't be! It was exactly what I wanted, and I loved it! Loved it, loved it! I came so hard I thought I was going to turn inside out!"

I smiled, relieved. "Don't do that! As much as I like being inside of you, I really think I prefer this look."

She laughed. "You really are a moron. But a sweet and well-hung moron, which makes up for a lot! And anyhow, I meant how about you with three women in the same evening - have you ever done that before?"

"Kristi, I don't think I've ever had three women in the same week before. Maybe not even in the same month. I didn't ever really think it was possible, it's just not me." I didn't mention the time I had woken up in bed in Houston with Izzy, made love for an hour or two until I had to go catch my flight and she had to go home to Paul, and then flown home to Denver where I had found my wife Lisa in an unexpected and uncharacteristically amorous mood.

Five hours after spending myself deep inside of Izzy, I had done the same with my wife, feeling like a total ass and a sleaze to boot. Lisa had cum hard and fast, several times, which was unusual for her, and I had wondered if maybe she subconsciously sensed something about my illicit activities and was trying to prove something.

I found out later, from a mutual friend, that she had attended a bachelorette party the previous evening, with male strippers, and rumor had it that a lot of touching and stroking of the two strippers had gone on, with each of them ultimately cumming on the girls' tits. I never knew if Lisa had been cum on or not, but the whole experience had left her very aroused and frustrated, and I happened to be the next available hard cock. I'd felt somewhat less guilty about Izzy when I'd heard that. That was the closest I'd ever come to multiple women in a reasonably short time frame, but I didn't mention it.

It didn't matter, because now I was here, with Kristi, and she was tugging on my hand. "Come on, let's go get something to drink and then go watch Kori suck some cock."

Sounded good to me! We walked to the bar and stopped next to Ron, where Sandra continued to grind her round ass against his erection. Ron had his hands on her hips and was slowly pumping his hips, sliding his little stiffie up and down in Sandra's ass cleft. Miguel still sat alongside, watching, his penis erect.

He looked at me. "Hey, please tell your friend that if he's going to cum on my wife's ass to do it and get it over with. I want to fuck her!"

I looked at Ron and Sandra, then back to Miguel. "This guy? He's no friend of mine, I've never seen him before in my life. But I'll try to help you out." I turned to Ron. "Sir, this nice gentleman asks that you please sully his wife promptly, if in fact you intend to do so. As you can see by his, um, erect member, there seems to be some urgency."

Ron gave me a disgusted look. "You've had a loss of blood supply to your brain for too long, son. Ask if it's OK for me to, uh, sully her insides instead of her tush."

I turned back to Miguel. "He wants to know..."

"I heard. Sure, whatever, just do it soon so I can have some."

Sandra bent forward so that Ron could slip inside of her, and he quickly did so, with a soft moan from her and a groan from him. He held her hips, pulling her tightly to him as he took short, fast, rabbit strokes in her. Kristi stepped to Miguel and leaned over his shoulder, sliding her hand down his chest to his lap and curling her fingers around his stiff cock. "I'll help you pass the time!"

He smiled up at her and leaned back, spreading his legs and causing his dark, thick cock to jut straight up from his belly. Kristi leaned over his shoulders, one arm on each side of his head as she bent over him, and lifted his heavy testicles with her right hand, her left still on his cock. "Ooh! Grande cojones!"

He laughed. "You like big balls?"

She smiled. "Muy bueno, senor! I love big balls, and big cocks. Oh look, I think Ronnie is cumming in your wife!"

He was indeed, pulling her so tightly to him that air molecules couldn't pass between as he flexed and pumped his hips, ejaculting into Sandra as her husband, Kristi, and I all watched. And Kristi masturbated Miguel.

Finished, Ron slipped from her dripping pussy with a gasp and a groan and stepped away, his rapidly softening cock wet and shining, cum smeared. Miguel quickly stepped into his place and ran his much larger cock into his wife with one long, slow push, sliding in the lubrication which Ronnie had so thoughtfully left behind. Sandra cried out softly and pushed back on him, taking all he had.

I stepped behind the bar, leaving Kristi to watch them and Ron to go limp and collapse. I grabbed myself a bottle of water, and Kristi requested a Diet Coke, which I poured over ice. Ron, when he could speak, asked for Scotch. I gave him a bottle of water. "Drink this first. You look like you're about to die."

He flipped me off. "OK Mom. Glad you're looking out for me!" I noticed that he did begin to drink the water, rapidly draining half the bottle. "Hey, where is the love of my life, my slutty little wife?"

I nodded to where she was. "See the two naked guys there, with their asses toward us, standing hip to hip?" He nodded. "See the pretty little female legs there between them, where someone is kneeling?" He nodded again. "Well, that's your wife, sucking cock. She's doing a masterful double blow job on them. We were headed over to watch and got sidetracked."

Ronnie stood up. "Well come on, I'll go with you. I love watching her give head!"
The three of us started away, but Kristi stopped and returned to Miguel and Sandra. She leaned in to speak into his ear, and he roared with laughter, never missing a stroke in his fucking. He spoke to her and she smiled and shook her head, said something to him in reply and returned to us, leaving him laughing.

I looked at her. "What was all that?"

She laughed. "I asked him if Mexican guys had spicy cum, like jalapenos." She chuckled. "He told me to stick around and he'd let me find out, so I said I wasn't in the mood for Mexican right now. He thought that was pretty funny."

I just looked at her and shook my head. I decided that beautiful, naked, white women can maybe get away with being a little more racist than, say, white men. Not sure he'd have laughed if I had made any similar crack. Maybe so, maybe I was just being paranoid. Societal judgement will do that to you.

We got over to Kori almost too late, Ty spurting up into the air just as we walked up, his cum showering down onto Kori's face, neck and shoulders, a fair bit going into her mouth. She gulped it down and turned just in time to take Doug's first long white string of cum across her cheeks and nose before quickly getting him into her mouth and sucking him dry, drinking down his load.

Both men continued to rub their swollen cocks in the creamy mess on her face, sliding their cocks around in their mingled cum, rubbing on her and each other as the heightened sensations slowly waned, allowing her to suck the cummy buildup off of them before rubbing again, eventually letting her suck both swollen, spent, rubbery cocks into her mouth at once. Kori looked very happy. Very messy, but very happy.

She looked up at Ron as the two men moved away, her face covered in cum, her lips swollen. "Hi sweetie. How 'bout a kiss?"

To my surprise, Ron bent to kiss her, intending a quick peck. She wouldn't have it, and grabbed his head, holding his face to hers as she shared, running her tongue as far down his throat as she could, grinding her cummy lips to his! Kristi and I were both laughing when he broke free and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, pretending to spit and sputter. "Damn, woman! I don't want your mouth on mine right after you've blown the Sixth Fleet! How much cum have you had tonight, anyway?"

Kori smiled sweetly, her lips still streaked with semen. "Almost enough, dear. If I count both ends. Maybe just one or two more?"

Ron shook his head as Cody stepped to Kori, holding a towel. "You are kind of messy Kori, can I help you clean up a little?"

She smiled at him and tilted her head up obligingly. He bent and very gently cleaned her off, wiping her face and around her nose and eyes, getting the big blob of white goo that was almost plugging one nostril before moving down to her throat and shoulders. I watched her nipples stiffen up as he moved to her chest and shook my head, amazed at her capacity for arousal.

Ronnie and I had both found what seemed to be completely insatiable sluts. Unless most women were that way, the odds of both of us finding one had to be remote. Ergo, following that logic, I had to conclude that a lot of women that seemed so normal - at the grocery store, at the mall, at kids soccer games, at PTA meetings - were in reality hot, wet, sexually seething animals just waiting to be unleashed. I found that thought very comforting, and stored it away to my happy place.

When Ty walked over to us, wiping his half-flaccid cock with a towel, Kristi stood and kissed him. A long, clingy kiss. Too long. They finally broke.
"Hi cowboy, do you come here often?"

He smiled. "Come here, or cum here? I've only been here once, but I've cum here often."

Kristi laughed at his attempt at cute. I thought it was lame. She tugged at his towel. "Hey, if you're done with that, I have one little clean-up chore you could do. I'm a little tired of cum running down my legs, would you mind...?" She raised one long leg up, putting her foot up on the bench, and Ty dropped to his knees in front of her.

"Wow, you really are a mess! I'm surprised you still have so much after the way loverboy was lapping it out of you! We must have all really cum hard, huh Adam?"

This little prick thought he was going to rub my nose in it!? OK, bad choice of words; he thought he was going to humiliate me for what I had done? I had thought he was past being such a jerk! He was gently wiping up Kristi's legs, cleaning off the jizz that had been coursing down them since we had stood up. She really was a cum covered mess, but a beautiful, sexy one!

I looked at him, touching her, seethng inside, but kept my voice calm. "You're missing the big picture there Tyler. It's not about you cumming in her, or about Cody, or me. It's not about what I did or didn't do. You can't see it at all, and that's why you'll never find a woman like this."
He was staring at me, sensing my anger, surprised, I think. I went on. "It's all about her, you little shit. I did it for her, I ate her creamy pussy because she wanted me to, and you saw how she came. That makes it all worthwhile for me, knowing I can do that for her. You wouldn't, because you're too selfish. That makes you a loser, pal, and that's why she's with me."

Everyone was looking at me, Kristi shocked and pale, Kori stunned. I had overreacted, I knew that, but I'd had enough. I turned and stalked to the outside rail and looked down between the two boats tied there. Just before I dived over the rail, I heard Ty call me. "Adam, I'm sorry man, I didn't mean anything by it! I was just kidding!"

Angry, embarrassed, desperately needing to be alone, I launched over the rail. I hit the water cleanly and went deep, pulling away from the boat before surfacing. I swam between the boats and into the darkness beyond, the cold water feeling good on my flushed and angry body. I saw the rocky shoreline in the moonlight, maybe a few hundred yards away, and went into a fast, hard freestyle stroke toward it. I needed the exertion, and I needed time to think.

Damn Stormy, I was just digesting the previous chapter and here you go and write another one before I could even comment on the wonderful job you're doing. You're amazing. This story has become a classic, I'm pretty sure most would agree. Adam's reaction to Ty's comments is quite understandable and I'm glad to see him standing up for himself. Can't wait to see how Kristi reacts to this latest development.

Thank you for all your hard work, it's so much fun to read.

TrF2

Stormy

I agree with Trf2. That was a great ending to that segment.

Being cuckolded creates an enormous amount of dissonance, especially at first. throughout this story you've done a wonderful job portraying that inner struggle. This last segment was an excellent example.

I also loved Adam's speech to Ty. It was outstanding. I also cannot wait to see how Kristi reacts.

Thank you

GH

It would have been so easy to put some sort of fight into that scene. Ty definitely had it (may even have it) coming (no pun intended that time). Like GH, I can't wait to see how this develops. Again ..

TrF2, GH, and peak, thanks so much guys! I really enjoy and appreciate your comments. It just didn't seem like the right time to let Adam down easy. I can't imagine that he wouldn't be filled with turmoil given what he'd just witnessed and been involved in, despite his enjoyment of the evening. You're right GH, I think dissonance probably says it best, that overwhelming confusion and disorientation from everything he used to be so sure about, turned on it's head.
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The water felt good against my skin as I moved swiftly through it, warmer than it had earlier in the day, although I knew that was due to the relatively cooler night air. I left the boats far behind and soon neared the shoreline, looking up at the incredible rock formations soaring hundreds of feet overhead. I began to have doubts about whether this had been a good idea - not that I'd given it the slightest forethought - wondering if there would be anyplace I could get out of the water.

I slowed and felt for the bottom with my toes. Nothing. I moved a little closer and tried again, once again without success. Finally, not more than six or eight feet out from the bank, I found the slickrock bottom and stood, walking up the steep incline and out of the water. The earth was solid rock, a pale, gritty sandstone, formed by wind and water to rounded, organic shapes. To my left the cliff soared skyward, plunging straight back down into the black water with no sign of leveling out, but to my right the gradient lessened, easing back onto a darker colored, curved, almost flat stretch of rock. I turned that way.

There was enough moon tonight, just past full, to see my surroundings fairly easily. I turned back to face the lake, looking across at the lights on the boats. The music was faint but clear, traveling easily across the water, and I thought I could hear a few voices. They were far enough off that I felt alone, which was how I wanted it. The cliff, now to my right, cut off vision in that direction to anything but the lake itself. To my left, the shoreline continued to drop, becoming low and smooth, the softly eroded shape of the rock forming a gentle concave curve along the water's edge. There were lighter colored inclusions in places on the rock that gave the sculptured sandstone surface a broken, mottled effect.

This was near the back corner of Smuggler's cove, and in the farthest back crevice where the shoreline doubled back, below a narrow V-shaped canyon, a shallow creek bed let into the lake, the creek dry now, in August. There was one gnarled tree, a cottonwood I think, and a small tangle of willows or alders. I heard a duck mutter grumpily and assumed it was there, in the bushes.

I shivered as the dry desert air wicked the water from my skin, and sat down on the rock, facing the lake. The surface was gritty under my naked ass, but warm, the intense heat of the previous day still slowly escaping into the cooler night. I laid back on the warm stone, looking up at a billion stars in the clear sky above.

Now, away from the stress and uproar of the party, I began to feel like an ass. My reaction to Ty's prodding had been sudden, not at all thought out, and I decided it had probably been inappropriate. I should, I thought, have punched him in the mouth. Or ignored him. Instead I had chosen a middle ground, verbally chastising him and then leaving before he could respond, a melodramatic and probably cowardly exit. Plus, I had left him alone on the boat with Kristi. Well, not alone, but you know what I mean. He was with her, both naked, and I was with a grumpy duck.

I'd been an ass and played right into his trap, leaving him with a woman he openly coveted! I've done a number of dumb things in my life (hard to believe, right?), but I quickly realized that this one would definitely bump something else out of the top ten. I wondered if he was loving her even now, maybe in her, sliding that stiff, freakishly curved cock of his deep inside and touching that special place she'd mentioned; or if maybe she was still blowing him, getting him up for another go-round, her soft lips and talented tongue paying homage to his unique manhood.

Goddamnit! I covered my face with my hands, my whole body tense and shaking, the cathartic effect of the long swim now wasted. I tried to relax, to force myself, but the images of the evening played through my mind like an X-rated slide show. I saw Kori taking Doug's stiff cock, climaxing and happy; beautiful, exotic Sandra riding Ron; Pam, large breasts swaying, crying out as she came, and Britt, her ice-blue eyes somehow warm and inviting, her near-white hair falling around her shoulders, her milk-heavy breasts leaking their bounty, begging to be suckled. I saw them all, Max taking it up the ass while his wife joyously reached repeated orgasms on another man's big cock; Darrien and the contrast of his massive black meat and swollen balls to the milky white body of the drunken, wanton wife of a broken and humiliated man, a man publicly cuckolded by them as he stayed protectively at her side. The others - I saw all of them.

But mostly I saw Kristi. Kristi with Cody's big cock cumming in her face and in her mouth, Kristi cumming in a Tommy-gun staccato as Ty battered her G-spot, Kristi writhing and oozing cum into my mouth as I served her, and Kristi, her glorious body tight, bucking, convulsing in the throes of massive orgasms as she reached a state of complete abandon. She was gloriously female, designed for this, mentally craving it and physically needing it, taking the best shot from man after man as she crashed ecstatically through her orgasms.

She had looked so happy, so fulfilled, so damn, fucking glorious! For me, watching her have sex, seeing her cum, witnessing her joy and arousal, had been as enjoyable as when I'd cum myself - maybe more so. With a sense of wonder (and a moment of panic), I realized that I could have just watched her get laid and I would have had perhaps a more deeply satisfying experience than I'd had by being so involved! When she was deep in the clutches of a powerful orgasm she had looked so incredibly beautiful it had hurt, her mind and body utterly focused on her sexual gratification, her movements and sounds completely primal and uninhibited.

I knew I would have to see that again, and again. It was spectacular, addictive, and I was hooked.

Where are you going with this? Hummmm.
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Wonderful. I'm beginning to think he's real ..

Stormy

Adam's Journey is the more correct title for this story. The last two segments have been absolute genius. I am in awe.

They are also beautifully written.

But I am still waiting to see how Kristi reacts to this situation.

GH