Adam's Journey

peak, unfortunately it never seems to appear on the appetizer menu. I feel sure it would be a huge hit!
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Kori decided that we should all make an effort to act civilized, starting by covering our varying degrees of nudity before eating dinner. I snagged my shorts, intending to lose the thong in exchange for the pants. Kristi raised her head and looked at me, still a little vacant, but when she saw me begin the attempt to dislodge the tight contraption from my body, she shook her head no, motioning for me to pull the thing back up!

I shook my head no in return, but Kori saw and nudged me. "Oh come on, play along! It's been a lot of fun, and it won't kill you."

I grumbled "It might!", but complied and pulled my shorts on over the tiny thong. Kristi smiled at me, then rose shakily from Ronnie's lap, shaking her hair back more or less into place and taking a deep breath. "Whew! That was an unexpected pleasure! Where in the world did you learn to give head like that?"

Ronnie grinned, enjoying the compliment. "From a woman we know - she tutored me in the finer points, and Kori graciously helps me with the practice." Kori laughed, Ronnie went on. "Did you really enjoy it?"

Kristi laughed, bending down to hug him again. "Oh my god Ronnie, all I can say is thank you, thank you, thank you! I'm not sure how I can ever repay you, but I plan to try!"

She and Kori disappeared down the hall to get something to wear. Their wet swimsuits hanging outside over the boat rail were probably dry by now, but none of us had any further plans to swim that evening. I went out and removed the burgers, putting them on a plate and turning up the grill so that it could burn clean. Ronnie was climbing back into my loaner trunks when I returned, then he pulled his shirt on and tossed me mine. "Here. I don't want to have to look at your semi-naked body while I'm trying to eat."

I laughed and slipped the shirt over my shoulders. We had eaten many times around their pool, half dressed or less, so I knew he was just screwing with me. We looked at each other silently for a moment, a brief and unusual moment of awkwardness between us. He spoke first.
"All that got a little out of hand, and very suddenly! I guess maybe I owe you an apology. Are you going to be OK with this kind of stuff?"

I thought for a second or two, not really sure just what I felt about it. It did seem a little late to be asking. I wasn't upset with him, or Kristi, so I told him that. "Ronnie, it's OK, really. I mean it's weird, seeing her get off like that with anyone else, but I'm glad it was you, you know? I... I trust you Ron, I guess I know you won't try to take her away from me like some other guy might, and that really makes it all OK. It's you and Kori, you know? That let's me relax and enjoy her beauty and the pleasure she's getting from it - and boy howdy, she was definitely getting some pleasure out of it!"

He laughed. "I love it when you break out one of your rube expressions! I did make her pretty happy though, didn't I? Do you have any idea how long I've wanted to do that?"

I nodded. "Yeah Ron, you met her just about two years ago, so I'm going to hazard a guess that you've wanted to do that for about two years. And yes, I guarantee that she will think it was worth the wait - although she may be a little bummed about all the lost time."

He laughed. "True, I did start fantasizing the minute I laid eyes on her. Lucky for you I already had such a gorgeous wife!"

I nodded, pretending to be serious. "You know, lately that has been pretty lucky for me - you know, that you have such a gorgeous, horny wife!"

He frowned. "Hey! I didn't say horny! You keep your big mitts - and other body parts - off my wife!"

I nodded. "We'll see. But seriously, I'm glad you and Kristi are finally getting a chance to really know each other on this trip. It seems like me and Kori have been very close for a long time - emotionally speaking - and of course you and me, and I know Kori and Kristi share everything. It just always felt like maybe you and Kristi never had a chance to build that kind of bond."

He shrugged as we heard the girls talking, coming back into the lounge area. "She and I have never had a chance to spend as much time alone together as the rest of you. There was always work, or somebody else around. You know I love her though, and plus, she's your lady. I'd die for any of you guys."

It was a simple statement, a throwaway line almost, but I could sense that he truly meant it. It was typical Ron, something only those closest to him ever saw after all the crudeness and bluster were set aside. I was at a loss for words, so I went the usual route before the moment got too mushy. "Thanks Ronnie, me too. And actually, since you got me trapped into this fucking thong, your death may be closer than you know!"

He laughed. "Oh yeah! How's that working out for you?"

"It bites, is how it's working out, you prick! I'll see that they get you in panties before this is all over!"

Kristi and Kori stopped as they approached us, wondering if he and I were arguing. Kori had gone her favorite route, a simple long-sleeved men's shirt, Ron's blue chambray again, apparently with nothing underneath. I loved that look on her, it made her look small and vulnerable, and for some perverse reason entirely feminine. Kori actually pulls off the totally feminine thing pretty easily, but her in a man's shirt - and nothing else - really works for me.

Kristi had settled on a short, tight, midriff baring pink t-shirt, nipples protruding proudly, and a cranberry colored thong of her own, brief, but not as much as the one they had me wearing! Hers had a narrow fabric and elastic waistband instead of a string, and a similar tiny strip down the rear instead of the torturous butt floss. Plus, nothing about the way hers fit her looked at all ridiculous!

Ronnie whistled. "Wow! There's some women's panties I wouldn't mind getting into!"

Kori and Kristi both laughed. Kristi did a quick pirouette for him. "I'll loan them to you - they should fit."

"Uh, not at all what I meant."

Kristi giggled. "Oh come on! Adam likes his, don't you dear?"

"Uh, no, not particularly. Do they make these in a boxer style?" I wiggled my butt, not entirely faking discomfort. The string up my ass was making me crazy, like an extended nuclear wedgie, and the narrow crotch was doing weird shit to my balls. Plus, with my erection gone my cock had slipped out the side of the triangular front piece and was dangling uncomfortably, the pouch binding on me. They all thought that was intensely funny; me, considerably less so.

As we sat down to eat I wondered how it could be that we had been so much enjoying looking at Kori and Kristi naked for quite some time, but now, in fairly basic attire, they looked even sexier. How the hell do women do that? It's just not right, but it's a fact, and they both looked cute as could be and hotter than hell!

The burgers were good, all of us hungry after a busy and eventful day. We had polished off our glasses of Merlot, and Ronnie decided that a Cabernet he'd brought would be good with the burgers, so he found and opened a bottle of the 2005 Geyser Peak. It wasn't an expensive wine by any means, but a very good one we'd run across. He and I had split a case, and we knew from experience that it would be good with the burgers, big and bold enough to hold it's own with the grilled meat and seasonings.

We had a nice dinner, relaxing and laughing with the people closest to us, the wine mellowing things. Kristi seemed especially happy, very easy going and fulfilled, and every time she caught my eye I got a warm smile. She was this way often after particularly satisfying sex - when she didn't fall asleep immediately - and I knew that she had especially enjoyed her interlude with Ron. Oddly, I found I was not too awfully jealous that he had given her so much enjoyment. A little bit, maybe.

When Kori and Kristi turned the conversation to good ol' Ranger Lee, however, I began to get a little rankled, like I had a burr under my saddle, just digging at me. A great analogy for that damn thong, now that I think about it.

It seems that they had both completely enjoyed his body - they went on at length, in some detail, about its finer points - and the fact that he was older, or more experienced, as Kori put it, and a take charge kind of guy seemed to really heat up their libidos. They fed off each other, each of them expanding on her fantasies about him, not seeming to care how their graphic descriptions were being received by Ronnie and me.

Storm

A great sequence. The internal dissonance and conflict that occurs for everyone in those situations is an element that most cuckold stories never grasp.

Nice work!

GH

Just thinking how nice it would be to be in a real life situation like this with four people who loved and trusted each other so unconditionally. Great story. Thanks Stormy.

Thanks to both of you for the kind words. It would probably have been so much easier on poor Adam if he could have transitioned to the cuckold/hotwife/swinger lifestyle gradually, with Ron and Kori first, rather than starting with such a brutal shock. But where's the fun and suspense in that??
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I looked at Ron as the women went on and on about the big Ranger, and he shook his head and rolled his eyes. I decided that we'd let them ramble on long enough. "You both know damn well that it's mostly just the uniform - despite the short pants. You women are always a sucker for a guy in a position of authority, especially when he wears a uniform and badge."

Kori giggled. "Maybe you're right. I'd suck him, I know that!"

Kristi joined in. "Me too! I guess that proves your point, we are suckers."

I shook my head. "That wasn't exactly my point. Cute though, very humorous. I meant you ladies always fall for the power thing, the whole gun/badge/uniform/authority deal. It gets your panties all wet."

Kristi frowned. "Kind of gross dear, although you may be right about the gun. I did get a bit damp when I rubbed up against him and that gun he's packing in his pants."

"I meant the one on his belt, babe. Now who's being gross?"

She blinked at me, acting surprised. "He had one on his belt too? I didn't notice that - was it a big cannon like the one I felt?"

"Damn, Kristi..."

Kori cut me off, giggling again. "I'm not a wanton slut like you, so I didn't get to actually touch him, but judging by that bulge he sprouted when you started rubbing up against him I'd say he was pretty heavily armed."

Ronnie's ears perked up. "Did I just hear my wanton slut claim not to be a wanton slut? Please tell me this doesn't mean you're planning to turn over a new leaf! I'd have to return that 'Wanton Slut' t-shirt I bought you for your birthday."

Kristi laughed. "Yeah, her calling me a slut is sort of a pot - kettle thing, isn't it? Maybe Adam has a point about guys like our Ranger Alcott, he just brings out the animal in us girls. It's purely a physical thing, but I'd jump his bones in a heartbeat!"

Kori agreed. "Me too! We can take turns, we'll both give him a nice slow blowjob, the you can ride his cock while I ride his face, then we'll trade off..."
Kristi smoothly picked it up "oh yes, then we can get on our knees, side by side and he can go back and forth between us, the human jackhammer..."
back to Kori - "but we need to flip a coin for which one of us gets his first juicy load and where..." then Kristi again "oooh, I can just feel that big thick cock inside me, spraying and twitching..."

I was shaking my head, and finally Ron reached the breaking point. "Fucking women, we're right here!! Me and Adam, your apparently insignificant others, are right here - we can hear you! For cripes sake!"

They both broke down in gales of laughter, grabbing each other's arms and clinging for support. When they could speak again, Kori looked at Ron. "Oh boy! Sorry dear, but that was too good to resist! You caved faster than I thought you would. I'd have bet on Adam to explode first, but you pussied out."

Kristi joined her. "You poor babies, did we injure your delicate masculine egos?" She chuckled. "That was just way too easy! You guys are way too gullible, you know that?"

I looked at them. "Unbelievable! So you two set up that whole thing? I'd expect that of Kristi, but K, I always thought better of you!"

Kristi grabbed the back of my neck. "Hey, watch it mister! And no, it wasn't a set-up, just spur of the moment. It doesn't require a lot of set-up to get you guys."

I had no way to argue that last point, not at that precise moment, so I didn't try. "Maybe you'll both be disappointed. Kristi doesn't seem to think we'll ever see him again."

Kristi looked at me. "You assured me that we would - did you change your opinion?"

"No, I still think he'll find you. Wherever I try to hide you, I have a hunch he'll show up. Fucker!" Kori giggled, and I looked at her. "I wouldn't laugh if I were you. If he brings along his cohort, the lovely Ranger Butch, I think you'll be otherwise occupied. What do you think Ronnie, is your wife a natural bottom or top, because I got the sense that Mistress Julia is definitely a top. She did mention delivering a spanking, as I recall."

Kori made a soft moaning sound, and visibly shivered. Ron laughed. "Was that a shiver of trepidation, or arousal?"

Kori smiled. "A little of both, I think. I believe she mentioned spanking you too, Adam, so be careful what you ask for."

I'd conveniently forgotten that! "Believe I'll have to pass. You go ahead though, it's all right."

Kristi had grown impatient with the conversation, and she took Ron's hand and pulled him to his feet. "Come on, let's go back in there where we can be more comfortable. We have a little unfinished business, you and I. You too Kori, if you want. Adam has to clean up first."

I objected. "Hey! I did the cooking, I shouldn't have to do the clean-up too. That's not how we usually work it."

Kristi sniffed. "That's because we don't usually have a panty wearing slave. You'd better get busy or you'll miss all the good parts."

I stood and stared at her, my hands on my hips, but she just gave me her best radiant smile. "Having fun yet? Oh, and by the way, out of those shorts, it's time to get back into your role. Panties only!"

I shook my head as I grudgingly obeyed her and removed my shorts. "You know the part I'm going to enjoy? The part where I redden that cute little behind of yours, that's the role I'll enjoy."

She laughed. "Me too, but that's a totally different game. Don't mess things up. Now be quick, chop-chop!" She led Ron back into the living area of the lounge, to the loveseat across the room that faced the galley where I was to clean up. I knew she'd chosen that one intentionally, so that I could see. Ron lowered himself onto the seat, leaning back into the deep cushion at the rear, and Kristi folded one leg under herself and sat sideways, facing hm.

Kori glanced down at my crotch before joining them, and laughed. "It looks like that little thong is trying to divide and conquer. Is that as uncomfortable as it looks?"

I looked down. I had a nut dangling out each side of the skinny crotch band - miraculously the left one on the left side and the right on the right - and my flaccid cock hung five or six inches out the left side as well, twisted upside down and about half-strangled. "No, it's actually considerably more uncomfortable than it looks. You probably didn't think that was possible."

She laughed. "Well, hurry up with your chores and come join us. I promise I'll fix that for you." She wandered away, taking a seat on Ron's oposite side. For the moment they were all just sitting and talking, Ronnie clearly enjoying having these beautiful women on each side of him. Who wouldn't? As I watched, Kristi reached out and snaked one hand up the leg opening of his shorts, creeping up until she found what she was looking for and then starting a slow, less than subtle stroking motion. While I stood here, in that horrible thong, she was slowly jerking off my best friend. The pang of jealousy and the jolt of arousal hit simultaneously, and I forced myself to turn away and begin cleaning up.

I hurried, putting things away in the cabinet and refrigerator, and quickly threw the dishes in the dishwasher. When I glanced in again, Ron and Kristi were kissing, and Kori sat very close, watching them, a look of intense arousal on her face. As I stared Kori reached out and touched Kristi's hard nipple, through the tight shirt, stroking and lightly pinching it, and I saw Kristi quiver.

I had saved our wine glasses, and I refilled them now. We were going through a good bit of our wine supply tonight, but Ron had brought plenty. And we still had beer and lots of other adult beverages, so we were in no imminent danger of a dry spell. It just seemed like tonight a nice buzz might do us all a world of good.

I had some hope that getting a little drunk might help me to understand this sickness I had, this desire to see Kristi engage in sex with other men, the need to watch her in the throes of passion. The fact that I even expected that probably spoke to the fact that I might have had enough to drink already. If nothing else, maybe more alcohol would dull the hurt, dilute the guilt and self-loathing that always accompanied the pleasure and excitement. That seemed much more likely. Maybe I could postpone the unpleasant parts of being cuckolded to accompany tomorrow's hangover.

I looked at them from just a few feet away as I set their wine glasses in front of them. They were totally involved in each other, ignoring me on purpose or otherwise, and I realized that the fact she was with Ronnie instead of someone else did ease the sting considerably. Like I'd told him, I was really pretty much OK with that aspect, I trusted him. That didn't help the guilt I felt for enjoying it however; no matter how I approached it, I just couldn't seem to reconcile that, or rationalize it away.

I looked down. She had him unzipped now, his hard cock in her hand as she squeezed and stroked it. He wasn't large - actually pretty small, but Kristi seemed to be completely enjoying stroking and touching him, letting her fingers explore his stiff penis and swollen balls. Kori was openly fondling Kristi's breasts now, her tight shirt pushed up to bare her tits. Her nipples were extremely erect as Kori touched her, and she paused in her masturbation of Ron long enough to pull her shirt over her head. She threw it to the floor, then raised up enough to strip off her thong, which she laid carefully on the arm of the loveseat before repositioning herself, straddling Ronnie's hips.

I slowly lowered myself onto the other loveseat, so that I could see the action, needing desperately to see the moment they first joined. The fucking thong pulled at me, my cock now nearly as hard as his, tied in string but straining to reach my left hipbone.

She lowered herself until the tip of his cock just touched her pussy, moving her hips to rub herself against his rigid cockhead, not allowing him to enter her. She looked at Kori. "I'm about to fuck your husband."

Kori nodded. "Yes."

Kristi smiled at her. "Pull his pants off for me, OK?"

Kori nodded again "Yes." She kneeled and tugged Ron's shorts down to his ankles, then helped him lift his feet out of them. Ron tried to penetrate Kristi as he raised up to let Kori access his pants, but she laughed and dodged, in complete control. I knew then that she had intentionally waited for me to be there.

She lowered herself again, to where she was just touching him, stroking his straining erection with her soft, wet pussy lips, teasing, torturing. I could see that the head of his cock was becoming wet with her juices, and knew she was intensely aroused.

Suddenly Ron leaned from in front of her and looked at me. "Adam?"

That was all, one word, my name, but he was asking me so much! We looked at each other for a moment, and from somewhere a voice - not my voice, though it seemed to come from my throat - said softly "You can't stop now."

And Kristi lowered herself onto him, taking him all the way, deeply into her aroused pussy, her ass sliding down to press against his big balls. I heard her moan, and him groan, and fireworks went off in my constricted balls. I almost came then, almost, but then Kori crossed to me and touched me. "Adam, can I sit with you while we watch our lovers love each other? Aren't they beautiful?"

You're in the zone with your writing Stormy. That was an extremely erotic segment. I loved Kristi ordering Kori to take off Ron's pants. Don't know what it was, but I found that very hot.

Very well done my friend.

TrF2

Storm

Again you show you us that you are the master of the sex scene.

Thanks

GH

I just finished page 4 and this is the best story I have read it is hot hot hot.
neohbi

TrF2 & GH, thanks for the comments. I value your support very highly.

neohbi, welcome to the story, and thanks for the very kind words. You have some serious reading to do to catch up! Pace yourself, and drink plenty of liquids. I hope you enjoy the ride.
P.S. If you haven't read it yet, I'd like to recommend Courtesan, at this site. It's a great story.
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Beautiful? I guess I'd have to say that Kristi certainly was, her long, soft hair moving with her, swaying as she slowly rode up and down on Ron's stiff cock, the ridges of muscle in her supple back moving beneath her smooth bare skin as she ground herself down onto him, her firm ass meeting his balls and pressing on his thighs each time she descended.

I couldn't really see much of Ronnie, his legs of course, muscles working as he strained up to meet her thrusts, and his swollen ballsack, but not much else. Occasionally a glimpse of his wet cock as it slid out of her pussy, or just as he thrust back in, but of necessity she was taking short strokes, so his cock didn't show much. As I watched his hands came around her hips and grabbed her ass, squeezing into the flesh and muscle of her perfect bottom as he grasped her, using his grip to drive her more aggressively onto his rock hard erection. I couldn't look away.

As Kori lowered herself beside me I agreed with her. "They are. Very beautiful." I was extremely conscious of the warmth of her body as she leaned into me, and I put my arm around her. She still wore Ron's shirt, but as she curled into me it rode up so that her bare hip was against my own, and I could feel her soft, smooth skin. She smelled great, feminine and slightly musky, and when her hand found where my hard cock poked out of the thong and her fingers began to lightly touch me I groaned.

She raised her eyes to mine, smiling, whispering. "Feel good?"

"Oh yes, feels great."

"Are you OK with all this? Are you enjoying watching them?"

"Can't you tell?"

She giggled. "Oh. Of course, silly me!"

Kristi glanced over her shoulder at us when Kori giggled, her eyes flicking briefly to where Kori's fingers lightly stroked my aching flesh. Her lips turned up into a small smile, a momentary thing before she turned back to focus her attention on Ron. Knowing we were watching her, and that we had a clear view of where she and Ron were joined, she raised up off of him, letting his thin, stiff cock slip out of her and leaving it sticking up rigidly above his swollen balls. I heard him gasp as his cock twitched in the air, slick and gleaming with her wet arousal, a small trickle of her fluids slowly sliding dowm his balls.

She leaned forward, showing Kori and I her open, dripping cunt, lips swollen and flushed, engorged with blood, and her small clit jutting out, hard with arousal. She pumped her hips, rubbing her sensitive clit against the equally sensitive tip of his cock, her motions becoming more rapid and frantic as her arousal heightened before suddenly thrusting herself back onto him, taking his entire cock in one deep, abrupt thrust and crying out with her orgasm. All of her muscles tensed up as she ground herself against his pubic bone, cumming, crushing her erect clit against him and grinding her pussy onto his cock.

Ron gripped her ass and thrust hard against her, into her, and I grabbed Kori's hand where she was now vigorously pumping my cock, stopping her motion and squeezing hard to abort the launch that was mere seconds away! I fear I would have showered both of us with a massive load had I not stopped her just in time, and as it was I had to take a deep, calming breath and do a couple of math equations to quell the urge.

I looked at Kori. "That was close! Sorry I had to stop you, but if I would have cum when they did I would have fucking drowned us!" We were still whispering, trying to be considerate of the nearby lovers.

She smiled at me. ""Ronnie didn't cum. You're too in tune with Kristi's orgasms if you can cum from six feet away just because she did! But it would have been fun anyhow, you know."

I was still too stuck on the idea that Ron hadn't cum to consider the rest of her statement, but it appeared she was correct. As Kristi leaned forward and collapsed with her breasts and throat to his face, he resumed slowly pumping his hips, thrusting his still-rigid little cock into her wet heat. I don't know how he managed it, because what she did to him would have had me spraying like a firehose. It almost did anyway, even though she had never touched me!

Kristi slowly sat up on Ron's lap, holding him inside of her as she stilled, looking down at him. "God Ronnie, that felt so good! Thank you for that, it was incredible." She took a deep breath as she reached over and picked up her wine glass from the table, still sitting on his hard cock. She took a long draught from it, then held it to his lips as he finished it, for some reason an act that I found both intimate and arousing. I couldn't remember her ever holding a drink to my lips while I was deep inside of her.

As Kori slowly began to stroke me again, her fingers wrapped as far as they could reach around my hard shaft, Kristi reached out and set the empty glass on the table and looked down at Ron. "So, Ronald, what do you want to do now?"

I heard Ron laugh. "What do I want to do now? I want to fuck some more Kristine, that's what I want to do now!"

Kristi laughed. "Good! I was hoping you'd say that!"

I'm not sure if her flipped her over, or if she grabbed him and pulled him along, but they rolled over sideways toward the other end of the loveseat, ending up with Ron superior, between her widespread legs, with Kristi on her back looking up at him. His cock slipped out of her in the process, but she quickly reached down and guided him back into her pussy, thrusting her hips up to take every last millimeter. Except for the cooperative effort to get his cock back inside of her as quckly as possible it almost looked like they were wrestling!

Ron grabbed her legs and pushed them up and apart, getting his shoulders under them so that she was spread-eagled, ass up, his stiff cock as deeply into her as possible and his chunky balls bouncing against her puckered little asshole with each thrust. He began to vigorously pound himself into her as she bucked and cried out beneath him, her fingers scrabbling at his hips and back before digging into the muscles of his ass and pulling herself tight to him, meeting his thrusts.

Kori smiled proudly. "That's my stud, my mighty stallion! My baby's got his mojo working now, look at him go!"

I was. "Fuck! I guess so! How long can he do that?"

She grinned again. "Usually quite awhile - with Kristi, who knows? He's been fantasizing about her for awhile now, he could pop anytime." I heard Kristi gasp out a second orgasm as Kori looked at me. "Adam, stand up, let's get you out of that stupid thong before you lose blood supply to all your best parts."

I rose, groaning. "Thank you! Get me out of this fucking thing and I'll kiss your feet."

She laughed, slipping her fingers under the string waistband of the thong where it was cutting into my hips. "Ok, you can start with my feet and we'll see how it goes." She rolled the thong down my hips, tugging downward from there.

The ass string wrapped momentarily around my scrotum as she did so, yanking at my testicles with her tugs. "Hey, careful!"

She giggled. "Oops, sorry!" Did I hurt Butch and Sundance?"

I laughed. "No, they're tough hombres."

"Oh, too bad! I was going to kiss 'em and make it better."

"Oh. Well, it did kind of hurt. Quite a bit, actually. Especially Sundance."

She shook her head. "You're so smooth!" She dropped the stretched out, cum-stained thong on the edge of the loveseat where she sat. "Which one is Sundance?"

I slipped my fingers behind my right teste, raising it to her lips. "This one."

She licked it, a soft "Mmmmm!" escaping her lips, then sucked my entire right ball into her mouth, sucking hard and prodding it with her tongue. I groaned and leaned back, giving her full acces to my balls. It felt incredibly good, and my cock throbbed. I looked down at her face, past where her hand was pumping up and down my swollen cock, her gripping fingers failing to meet by half an inch or more as she squeezed my erection.

She looked beautiful, her eyes softly closed and a flush of arousal on her face, lips fastened tightly over one testicle, the other against her chin and a light sheen of perspiration shining on her forehead and cheeks, hair slightly matted to the sweat at her temples. I told her so. "God K, you look so beautiful with my balls in your mouth!"

Her eyes flicked open, looking up at me as she pulled her lips back, letting her teeth slide over the delicate skin of my scrotum, biting down lightly on my testicle. "Ouch! Hey, that was meant as a compliment!" She bit slightly harder. "Ow! Fuck! OK, I'll just shut up now."

She nodded silently, her nod tugging at my nut as she closed her eyes again and went back to sucking at me. No more biting. I kept my comments to an occasional appreciative moan after that. I looked over at Kristi and Ron, watching her feet flail in the air as he plowed her, seeing her toes spread, then curl as she approached orgasm. I heard her go "Unh, unnhh UNNNHHH, UNNGGH OH FUCK! Oh god, fuck me, fuuckk meee!" and her toes curled tight, her back and her feet arching as she came hard, and I knew her pussy would be clamping on his cock, squeezing tight on him.

With that ringing in my ears, and swirling in my brain I closed my eyes and concentrated on not cumming as Kori switched her loving attention from Sundance to Butch. As she gave him equal time, I became aware of the wet, flesh-slapping sounds that Ron and Kristi were making, the noise of their fucking more or less overpowering the gasping and animalistic grunts of their rutting. And rutting they were now, not so much making love as just flat out fucking the shit out of each other, his balls slapping wetly into her ass with each thrust, her grunts of pleasure as he slammed into her matching his grunts of effort. It had become an athletic event, both of them competing to out-fuck the other! I should have known - those two can't do anything without it becoming a competition!

As I stared at this spectacle Kori let my second nut slip from her lips, squeezing it just to the edge of pain between her teeth as she did so, exquisite pain. She looked up at me, licking her lips, smiling. "Big fucking balls Adam, that made me so horny! God I love the feel of a set of big fat balls in my mouth!" She slipped her wet lips over the head of my cock, taking two long slow dips down my shaft as she took it to her throat, as deep as she could without gagging, letting her tongue wrap and dart around me.

Too soon, after she'd barely gotten it good and wet, she let me slip from her lips. "There, that should hold you! My turn now - you can start with my feet, like you promised."

She pushed me back onto the loveseat, my head propped against the arm, and positioned herself the opposite way, her head to the other arm. She raised one foot and twirled it at the ankle before rubbing it up my stomach and chest as she straightened her shapely leg, slaying her toes against my chin before slowly bringing them to my lips. I grasped her foot, under the heel with one hand and across the top of her instep with the other, and nibbled gently at her toes. She giggled.

I ran the tip of my tongue under her toes, in the hollow between the ball of her foot and the toes, then trailed it down her foot, ball to arch to heel, and back up again, her foot twitching as I touched her sensitive arch. I licked the ball of her foot and then paused, looking at her. "You licked my balls, the least I can do is lick yours."

She giggled. "Stupid, but it does feel good! Do my toes!"
As I began to suck on her toes she brought her other foot up, knee bent, and slid it up my thigh until it met my groin, her foot grinding into my balls, her toes touching the thick base of my hard cock. I groaned, and sucked on her toes. She moaned, and rubbed her foot into my balls. We seemed to have discovered something about each other.

As I became more aggressive with her foot, biting at her toes and licking her sensitive arch, she became more aggressive with her other foot, grinding it into my balls, sliding it roughly up my hard shaft and pressing it tightly to my belly. When she slid back down she ground her heel into my scrotum, crushing my balls to my body. It hurt, a deep ache, and I almost came.

I gasped and pulled away, and she yanked her foot back. "Did I hurt you?"

"Yes, a little. Do it again!"

"Adam! Are you sure?"

Before I could answer I heard Kristi cry out again, another orgasm, and she slapped at Ron, digging her nails into him and pulling his hair. "OH goddamn! Ohhh fuck, oh fuck you!" and then suddenly he was groaning too, grinding out "Cumming, oh fuck, I'm cumming!", and Kori and I both stopped to watch them climax together.

Ron jammed hard into Kristi, driving himself until his balls were crushed to her ass, his scrotum stretched back to contain them as he held himself in her and came, the muscles of his ass flexing with each spurt, and the inch or so of his cock visible behind his balls spasming and pumping as the blasts of semen shot through his penis. Her heels beat at his shoulders, and I could see her pussy contracting and spasming, clutching at him, milking the cum from his body, demanding every drop he had.

Kori's foot spasmed with her arousal at watching them, crushing itself into my balls, and I groaned and dug my nails into my palms to keep from crying out, and from cumming.

After spurting his cum into Kristi for what seemed like a very long time, Ron collapsed on top of her, letting her legs drop, her feet going to the floor, both of them gasping for air, slick with sweat and other fluids. Kori looked at me. "Wow! Think they enjoyed that?"

"I think so. We'll ask them - in a little while." I heard Kristi snicker weakly, having heard us. Still trying to catch her breath, she made no effort to answer.

Kori gently rotated her toes against my balls, her other foot still near my face. "Did I hurt you again?"

I nodded. "But in a good way. It's right on that line, but fuck it feels good right now for some reason!" I bit her toes again, gently, and she gasped, pulling her foot away.

"Enough! I can't get any hornier, and I can't cum from that."
She pushed herself back slightly, partly sitting up, and put one foot against each side of my cock. "I could give you a foot job!"

"Yes, you could. You are."

She was rubbing me between her feet, letting her heels grind into my balls with each downstroke. She giggled. "Hey, your dick is longer than my feet - I guess that makes you over a foot long! I thought you said you were only ten inches!"

I laughed and tickled her foot, causing her to jerk it back. "You have small feet, and no, I don't think I ever told you I was 'only' ten inches."

She actually blushed. "Oh, that's right! Kristi told me. We were comparing notes - you know how us women are." She obviously had no clue how much men dread that whole idea, women sharing secrets about them.

I suddenly grabbed both of her ankles and pulled her to me, almost causing her to fall off the small sofa. She gasped and grabbed at me in surprise, and I got her wrists and pulled her up to a sitting position, and then over me, ultimately getting her positioned with her pussy near my face. I buried my mouth in her steaming cunt, lapping at her hard clit, pushing my tongue far into her dripping wet opening, and she cried out, grabbing my hair with both hands as she drove herself against my face, against my probing tongue, ground her clit to my lips and teeth, and came, wet, hot, and hard, right in my face. She had not been lying about being horny.

All right there Stormy. Ron and Kristi just fucked the hell out of each other, Kori got hers, you need to take care of my boy Adam. I think turnabout is only fair play. Time for Kristi to have to sit back and watch her man laying some pipe.

Just kidding, really enjoyed that segment. Very intense.

Thanks

TrF2

Storm

I agree with Trf2. That was a great segment. I am very curious to see what happens next between Adam and Kristi.

GH

I made it to page 10 I haven't read anything as hot as what you have written. I enjoyed Sue with her big clit. I was fucking a girl who was pregnant that had a clit that was almost as big as my thumb Half as long but it was like sucking a small cock. I kept looking at her stomach just to make sure was pregnant.
neohbi

TrF2 & GH, it does seem like Adam and Kristi need to interact again soon, in one way or another. I'm hoping they will. In fact, I'm almost sure they will!
Thanks, as always, for the comments.

Thanks neohbi, I loved your comment about checking her stomach, very funny! Yes, I'm a big fan of that little organ myself. I love it when it decides to come out and play!
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Kori gradually wound down a little, her urgent thrusts slowing and her thigh muscles relaxing their grip on my head. She continued to move herself against my mouth, more gently, slowly pumping her hips back and forth to allow me access to her entire pussy. I pushed my tongue into her, then let it slip back to lightly caress that sensitive spot just between her openings, teasing her, near her tight little anus before again thrusting as far into her vagina as I could. She held very still for a moment, allowing me to do that, enjoying the sensation of my tongue exploring inside of her, before moving so that my tongue slid slowly forward, parting her swollen wet lips until it encountered her hard clit.

She gasped and shuddered, that rigid little nub still hypersensitive following her orgasm, too soon, Kori not yet able to stand for it to be touched. She lifted herself from my face and collapsed limply beside me, wedging herself between me and the back of the loveseat. She felt soft and warm stretched out against me and she lay still for a moment, trying to catch her breath. When she finally did so she reached up to kiss me, her lips and tongue lingering on mine, tasting the results of her own arousal. She shivered. "God! Cumming tastes almost as good as it feels! Thank you, I really needed that."

I hugged her to me. "K, you are more than welcome, believe me! It was entirely my pleasure."

She giggled. "No, not entirely, I assure you." She nestled more tightly against me, enjoying that post-coital closeness. Of course, only one of us was post-anything, but it did feel good to hold her, and I enjoyed the fact that I had been able to give her such pleasure. I glanced over at Kristi and Ronnie on the loveseat opposite us. They had slid down to the very edge of the cushion, Ron kneeling on the floor, still between her legs but obviously no longer inside of her. As I looked he moved aside, flopping over onto his back alongside of her, pretty much mirroring her position, sprawled and spread-eagled, both temporarily exhausted.

I watched as a small trickle of cum escaped her pussy, running down her ass until it met the cushion, then drippping wetly down the front of the loveseat, darkening the fabric with wet streaks. I remember thinking I was glad that the boat was a rental, even though I knew one of us - probably Kori - would make an effort to clean up our messes. Ronnies limp cock had shrunk back to an unimpressive one inch nub, but a wet and very satisfied looking one inch nub! He also seemed to have a good bit of cum spread over his balls, and I remembered Kristi's earlier surprised but admiring comment about the volume of his output.

Kori sighed contentedly next to me, her hand dropping to my throbbing cock. She gripped me, giggling softly. "Poor Adam, everyone gets their jollies except you! I don't suppose it would be fair to let that situation stand, would it?"

I nuzzled her ear, tensing the muscles in my groin so that my cock swelled in her hand. "No, I don't suppose we should even consider letting that situation continue. I seem to remember somebody teasing me with just the slightest beginnings of a blowjob..."

She squeezed me. "What, so that you can crack wise about how cute I look with your cock in my mouth? Just forget that, mister!"

"Jeez K, you try to give a girl a nice compliment and what does she do but get all bent out of shape about it! I said you looked beautiful!"

She snorted. "Sure, with your balls in my face!"

"Well..."

"Don't you dare say it! I do love the feel of this big hunk of meat in my hand though, very sexy." She started stroking me, long, slow strokes, her hand sliding up over the slick head of my cock, stretching my skin up to give me a momentary foreskin with each stroke. "How about just a nice, slow handjob for everyone to watch?"

I groaned. "Pretty sure that would work wonderfully. Could get a little messy."

Kristi looked at us, her tired eyes following the movement of Kori's hand on me, not saying anything.

Kori giggled. "Well we sure don't want messy! I have an idea." She reached up and grabbed the dreaded thong from where she'd dropped it on the arm of the loveseat and wrapped it around me, the small triangle of cum-stained fabric covering the head of my penis. She got all the miscellaneous strings wrapped around my shaft, pulling one down around my balls and twisting it several times until it tightened into a small noose around the top of my scrotum. With that done, every time she pulled the rest of the damn thing up and down my cock it tugged at my balls, tightening up and lifting them, a strange but not entirely unpleasant sensation.

She stroked me this way, with the silky fabric and strings of the thong against my sensitive flesh, in my opinion a much more effective use for it than me wearing it. In fact, this was very possibly the second-best use anyone had ever come up with for a tiny thong! It felt good, and my cock swelled to extreme rigidity, my balls aching for release, and I groaned at the sensation as I watched a dime-sized wet spot appear through the already stained fabric.

Kristi saw that too and smiled, reaching out for her own thong panties and raising her feet to slide them on. She lifted her ass and pulled them into place, and for the next couple of minutes I watched a wet spot blossom and grow in the crotch of her panties, much as the one over the tip of my cock did with Kori's continued stroking. Eventually she reached down and touched herself gently with her fingertips, feeling the slickness of Ron's cum oozing slowly out of her and through her stained thong, the cranberry/magenta color of the fabric changing to a dark burgundy shade as it became wet. When she pushed the fabric against her wet sex I could see the whitish, cloudy seminal fluid seeping through the thin knit.

She raised her fingers and looked at them, wet with semen, then sniffed at it before touching her fingers to her tongue, sampling the mix she and Ron had created. She rolled toward him and kissed him firmly on the lips, cupping her hand over his worn out sex and squeezing it as she did so, then rose easily to her feet, leaving Ron alone, exhausted.

She crossed to us, stopping right next to us and watching for a few moments as Kori continued to masturbate me with the satiny thong. She touched the tip of my cock, on the wet spot, with one finger. "You're leaking."

I groaned. "Mmmm. By sheer coincidence, so are you."

She laughed. "No doubt - more like gushing than leaking!" Kori giggled and Kristi smiled at her before going on. "Does that feel good?"

I gasped. "Incredibly so, yes."

"So you admit that you like the feel of women's underwear on your body."

I chuckled. "Like this, yes. But don't get any ideas."

"Too late. I already have an idea, if it's OK for me to join you two."

She left it as a question, and Kori quickly agreed that it would be fine. I nodded. "By all means. Now I'm curious."

She touched herself again, between her legs, then held her wet fingertips to my lips so that I could taste her. I licked her fingers, and she smiled. "Well, I thought that since you seemed to enjoy having cum-stained panties rubbed on you, maybe you'd like fresh ones even better."
She straddled me in one smooth move, nestling her knee and calf between Kori and I as I moved out slightly to make room. She lowered herself onto me, the semen-wet crotch of her panties pushing down onto my cock, trapping it between my stomach and her thrusting pelvis. Ever so slowly she started sliding the wet silk of her panties against my heated flesh, moving her hips to hump herself against the underside of my swollen shaft, the leaking cum quickly lubing us.

I gasped. "Oh my god!"

Kristi smiled, the sparkle and heat returning to her tired eyes. "So you like my idea?"

"Oh my god!"

She chuckled as she thrust against me. "I'll take that as a yes. I'll bet you never thought panties could feel so good on you, huh?"

I groaned again. "I've seen the light! Ohhh fuck - OK, I believe!"

They both laughed, and Ronnie raised his head and looked on groggily, taking in the situation. Kori slid one hand behind and under Kristi and gripped my balls, tugging gently at the entangling cord. With her other she pulled the fabric of the thong away from my cock, letting her fingers stroke and touch the cum-slick head of my penis as Kristi ground herself against my shaft. I could feel the wetness, Ron's cum combined with Kristi's own juices covering my cock and oozing underneath, between it and my stomach. It was slippery and erotic, Kristi's heat and her wet pussy pumping against me, only the thin, slippery, cum-soaked knit of her tiny thong preventing me from entering her.

I reached up and squeezed her tits, letting my fingers move to her hard nipples, gently pinching and tugging at them before cupping her small tits while my thumbs continued to tease her, flicking and dragging across the rigid tips.

Now she moaned. "Ohh, mmmm! God, I didn't intend for me to cum!"

I smiled. "Are you going to?"

She closed her eyes and sighed. "Probably, if you keep that up." Suddenly her eyes flew open and she gritted her teeth. "Oh god, Kori, ohhh!"

It startled me. "What? What's wrong?"

She spasmed against me, grinding down on my cock. "Kori just shoved her finger up my ass is what! Oh Kori, fuck you! Oh damn!"

I looked at Kori, who was grinning wickedly at Kristi. I saw her arm flex as she pushed more deeply into Kristi, eliciting another gasp. "It's my middle one too - the longest one. Feel!" And she thrust again, Kristi jumping forward and crying out. Kori giggled evilly and went on. "That's the problem with these little skinny thongs, sometimes you leave yourself dangerously uncovered - anything can happen!"

The feel of Kristi thrusting her wet pussy against me through the soppping panties, her groans and the sensation of her hard nipples in my fingers, and the knowledge that Kori had her finger far up my lady's tight bunghole was suddenly too much for me, and I felt myself pass the tipping point, the spasms starting deep and strong inside of me. "Ohhh, fuck, I'm gonna cum! I'm cumming!"

As the first long jet of cum shot out over my stomach and chest I heard Kristi cry out "Fuck, me too!", and her body slammed against me, cresting her own wave and driving mine on. The second spurt spattered across my left nipple and over my shoulder onto the upholstery, but I was beyond caring, I just needed it out of me. Kristi rubbed her fingers through the hot, fresh semen on my chest and slathered it onto her own nipples, making them slick and wet in my fingers, and I pinched them harder as she came, then she was doing the same to mine, pinching them almost painfully and smearing them with my own cum.

I pumped myself dry in six or seven long spurts, my cock pumping several more times in dry heaves after emptying my supply of cum. Kristi's orgasm slowly drifted to a halt shortly after my own, and she collpased onto my chest, our skin sliding wetly together, our stomachs and chests now thoroughly lubricated with sperm.

We laid there gasping for air for a minute or so before Kristi raised her head and said "Kori, you can take your finger out of my ass now."

Kori laughed. Are you sure? You seemed to enjoy it."

"Now, please!"

I felt Kori wiggle her hand. "I can't, it's stuck! You don't seem to want to let it go."

Kristi gasped, but giggled. "Kori, god! Please quit, take it out!"

Kori laughed at Kristi's begging. "Oh, OK, if you insist. But I'll keep it available, in case you change your mind!"

Kristi whimpered and thrust involuntarily against me as Kori gently removed her finger from Kristi's inner sanctum, recoiling from the sensation of it slipping out of her.

Kori slid down alongside me again, the three of us in one satisfied, cum soaked bundle of exhausted flesh and bone, arms and legs entangled. Kori giggled and licked my neck. "Damn Adam, you shot cum clear up onto your own neck and chin!" She licked me again. "I guess you really needed that, huh?"

I rubbed my hand across the underside of my chin. She was right! I had not even been aware of it until she pointed it out. "I guess I did. With you two on me I'm surprised I didn't shoot it clear across the room! That was incredible, amazing. Thank you both."

Kristi mumbled "I knew you liked women's panties." Then she raised her head and looked at Kori, inches away. "Why did you violate me, you evil wench?"

Kori giggled and shrugged, as best she could in a supine position. "It just seemed like fun at the time!"

Kristi shook her head. "If you had to bugger someone you could have done it to him - his ass was right there too!"

Kori laughed again as she softly stroked the side of Kristi's breast. "Yeah, but yours is a lot prettier. And you know you loved it, so stop bitching."

Unable to argue with either of those points, Kristi let it drop - for the moment. She snuggled against me, gloriously wet and sticky. "Mmmm, that was very nice. Nap time now."

I think the three of us could have very easily settled in for a long nap, jammed together in a cum-soaked heap, but Ron rolled to his feet. "Nope, no, everybody up, no naps! It's almost bedtime! How about I kick on the fireplace and get a couple of towels and you guys can clean up and dry off a little bit while I get us a wee bedtime drinky-poo?"

Kristi groaned. "Ronnie, go away! Didn't I wear you out enough?"

He laughed and slapped her bare, upraised ass with a resounding smack. She jumped, and swore at him, and I watched as his slap turned into a caress, then a soft, roaming exploration, his fingers slipping under the back of her thong and into her wetness.

I could hear the wet sounds of his fingers touching her, and she moaned. "Mmmm, please no more!"

He laughed softly. "Never thought I'd hear this woman say that! Have you been entertaining the football team again, 'cause I know I didn't do all that. It must be at least a quart of spunk - and lots already ran out!"

Kristi giggled and wiggled her ass. "Nope, all you stud! Now stop bragging and get us those drinks - and get your fingers out of me! I want a Bailey's, on the rocks."

He pulled his hand away, wet and slippery, laughing. "I know how you like your drinks babe, it's me, remember?"

Kori ordered a Bailey's as well, and I asked for a brandy, thinking warm and sleepy sounded best. He tossed us some towels and found the remote and clicked on the propane fireplace, then crossed to the bar.

We cleaned up and then sat near the fire, in various stages of dress but mostly not, enjoying our drinks and each other. I had put a little soft jazz on the stereo, playing quietly in the background. It was a relaxed and comfortable moment, all of us beyond satiated and at ease in the company of those closest to us, the beauty of the place and the luxurious comforts of the fancy boat Ronnie had arranged for all adding to our sense of well-being.

For an extremely sexually charged situation, I'd found I had been much less uptight than I could have ever imagined, and had enjoyed myself far more that I could possibly have expected. I realized that was because it was Ron and Kori, and a level of trust and affection existed that didn't with anyone else, but still - maybe if I could go with the flow, like Kristi wanted me to, I could learn to be happy in this kind of lifestyle.

Then I remembered Ty, and worse, Ranger Lee, and the feeling dissipated somewhat. Fortunately, Ronnie's fine brandy took the edges off that very nicely, for the moment.

Hey Storm:

Great Job!! Interesting re introduction of the panty theme. I rememebr it from the begining of the story, Where Adam had is first time as a bull with his neighbor. The hubby wore panites. I nice highly erotic return to earlier in the story

Looking forward to whatt is going to happen when the Ranger Shows up!!!

Meijer

Storm

Another great scene. I loved the part where Kori slipped her finger into Kristi's ass and kept it there until Kristi told her to take it out. They're obviously a couple of pervs, my favorite kind of people.

Thanks

GH

Great story, love the way that our new cuck is been slowly guided in to his future. Just fantastic, keep it cumming.
contdoc

Excellent segment Stormy. I was hoping that Kristi would stay out of it, but I guess she has to exert her control.

Thank you

TrF2

Stormy

I don't think I have ever commented on your story, so I thought I would take this time to do so. This a very good story and I look forward to each new segment. I know each of you talented authors don't get the reconigtion you each deserve, so I hope you understand faithful followers will always appericated your writing!!!! Thank you.

Hi Meijer, and wow what a memory you have! I'd kind of forgotten Rick in panties. I appreciate your comments and your interest, I always enjoy hearing from you.

Thanks GH, mine too! Who doesn't like a little anal invasion at that critical moment? (Be it tongue or finger, right?)

You're right cd, with Adam things have to move slowly. Maybe I got the title of this story backwards.

TrF2, I guess Kristi really is the alpha female of the group, at least physically, although Kori exercises a more subtle, more cerebral control, I think.
Thanks all for the comments!
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We sat there for awhile, talking softly and sharing the famous "afterglow" of our activities. Chatting with my friends, I was mostly able to put the thoughts of Lee and Ty out of my mind. Kori had spread one of the fleecy blankets on the floor so that we could gather close to the gas log fireplace and enjoy the warmth, and we all sat on that in a small semi-circle, slowly being hypnotized by the dancing flames. It was a really good looking fireplace, and fire, but I still prefer the smell and sound of real logs. It didn't seem entirely right without the slightly acrid smoky smell and the occasional hiss and pop of burning wood. But that's probably just me - and besides, I had to admit that gasoline powered boats, woodpiles, and flying embers were probably not very compatible.

I was at one end, with my arm around Kristi, who leaned her head against my shoulder, left arm around my lower back and her other hand resting on my upper thigh. Kori was to Kristi's right, leaning against Ron at the other end of the arc. He had his arm around his wife, holding her close to him as he leaned his left cheek against the top of her head, slowly rubbing his face against her soft hair. She had her right hand on his upper back near his neck, and her left between his legs, slowly, almost absent-mindedly fondling his balls. Kristi and Kori's hips were inches apart.

As I took all this in, Ron raised his head and looked at me for a second, then smiled and winked before returning to the feel and scent of his wife's hair. I smiled, knowing that if he had given voice to that wink he would have said "we're the two luckiest sumbitches on earth!" And, of course, he would have been right.

Kristi burrowed into my side. "Mmmm, this feels good, so nice and warm. Look, you can tell - my nipples aren't even sticking out!"

We all laughed, but we all looked. She was right, and a rare thing it was! I squeezed her shoulders, chuckling. "We should probably find the camera and get a picture of that! That happens, what, about as often as Halley's comet passing by?"

She pinched my leg. "Don't be mean! I have very sensitive nipples - I thought you liked that."

"No, you were wrong. I love that!" I stretched out the word love, emphasizing it, and she smiled.

"Smart man, good answer. Here, move your arm for a second, I want to turn around and toast my back for awhile." She scooted away from me, turning her back to the flames and settling in with her tush alongside my knees, facing me. So that her back could feel the heat she pulled her hair forward, over her shoulders, where it hung down to her breasts. I loved that, too.

I put my hands on the floor behind me and leaned back, and when I did she raised her right leg over mine and slid her foot up to my groin, gently touching and stroking my genitals with her toes.

I groaned, and she looked at me. "Am I bothering you?"

"No, not at all. Hey Ronnie, you're the only one that hasn't put your feet on my balls today, you're welcome to come get in on this if you're feeling left out."

He chuckled, pretending to consider it. "Let's see, I can either fondle my beautiful wife or play hacky-sack with your balls. I think I'll take a rain-check on the balls, but I'll have my people call your people and we'll set something up. How's the twelfth for you?"

Kristi fell for it, frowning. "The twelfth?"

At the same time, Ronnie and I said, "Yeah, the twelfth of never!", laughing at her expression of self-disgust for walking into that one. It was more often Kori or me that wound up playing the straight man.

Actually, her toes gently prodding me was a very pleasant sensation, although I knew she had no chance of raising that dead soldier. I don't think she intended to, she just wanted to tease and touch, and I quickly realized that a part of her teasing was showing me the cum-soaked crotch of the panties she still wore.

She knew that was a favorite fantasy of mine, her coming home to me, or back to me in a public place with another man's jizz leaking out of her and soaking her panties, and I suddenly realized that she had put that thong on that evening for that exact purpose! She had realized that she might have an opportunity to fulfill that particular fantasy for me, and had done so!

She smiled at me, a sexy smile filled with the understanding that I had realized what she had done, and that she was pleased with herself for bringing my fantasy to life. I had the sudden epiphany that when she had come out from our cabin earlier in the day in her electric blue bikini bottoms, the crotch soaked with Juan's cum after she and Kori had taken him back to our cabin, she had been attempting to do the same thing!

She had made it a point to perform almost to the letter a fantasy I had shared with her months ago, and I had missed it completely! I mean, I had enjoyed it, but it hadn't dawned on me what she was doing. I felt like an ungrateful idiot that I hadn't caught what she had done until she repeated it a second time, and it must have showed on my face, because she gave a knowing smile, and nodded at me.

I dropped my head into my hands in mock shame, and she laughed. Kori looked at her. "What's funny?"

Kristi smiled, still looking at me. "Oh, nothing, I was just reminding Adam that he does have these certain fantasies about women's panties."

Kori and Ron both looked interested, and Kori spoke again. "Really? Adam, would you care to share them with your friends?"

"Uhh, not particularly." I chuckled self-consciously. "Let's just say that I have hundreds of fantasies about women's panties, but they pretty much all involve women being in them, not men. And certainly not me!"

My eyes dropped again to Kristi's wet underwear, drawn as though by a magnet. Her rubbing herself on me had smeared white streaks of cum over the dark silky material and all over her inner thighs, creating a gloriously slippery and sexy looking mess. Part of me tingled.

The rubbing on me had never been a part of my fantasies, which involved more torturous things like being together somewhere in public while knowing she'd just had sex with another, some anonymous virile male that had left his calling card inside of her. In my fantasy she always told me, whispering in my ear, then watched me suffer all evening with the knowledge that his semen was leaking from her, soaking her panties, or stockings, or pantyhose, while we went about our evening as though everything was perfectly normal - before she took me home to either face the shame of sloppy seconds, or the bigger shame of being forced to clean her orally.

What can I say, it was a fantasy I'd shared with her, and when we played with it and she teased me it always made me incredibly horny. This was as close as we'd ever come to fulfilling it - which was not something I was ever sure I really wanted to do - and the results had been explosive, and intensely enjoyable.

Kori was waiting for more as I considered what, if anything, I was willing to share with them. I settled for simplicity. "OK you guys, one of my fantasies has always been her with wet panties soaked in cum, you know, discovering them and finding out how it happened, and like that. Satisfied?"

Ron shook his head and Kori pouted. "Sweety, you're not worth a poop at telling erotic stories! We all have our fantasies. Details, we need details!"

I laughed. "Forget it! Fill in the blanks however it makes you happy."

Kristi flicked my balls with her toes, grinning at Kori. "Don't worry, I'll tell you all about it when he's not around. It's amazingly kinky - for him!"

"Hey! You will not, I'm entitled to a little privacy. I told you that stuff in strictest confidence!"

She grinned wickedly at me. "You should have made me sign something. Besides, you like the idea so much it's making you hard again!"

I looked down. She greatly exaggerated the facts. "It is not, I'm not even semi-hard."

"Yes, you are! It's getting thicker, and not quite so droopy." She looked from my groin to Ron's, then back at me before giggling and leaning forward to whisper something to Kori. Kori did the same, looking from his crotch to mine and back, then again, before she started giggling too.

Ronnie frowned, looking at them. "I should probably know better than to ask, but what's so funny?"

Kori smiled up at him, then stretched her neck up to give him a kiss. "Kristi just asked me if I was mad because she apparently scared your dick away, but not Adam's. And she's right, look - his hangs down and drags on the floor, and you just have this tiny little pink nub sticking out above your balls!"

I cringed and blushed - for his sake, I guess.

Ron looked at Kristi. "Nice! And I thought we were buddies, you and me."

Kristi gasped. "Kori! You weren't supposed to tell him I said that! Ronnie, I'm sorry, I was only kidding!"

He laughed. "I know, and it's all right. I stopped denying reality a long time ago. Besides, if we can't be honest with each other, who can?"

Kristi continued to sputter, embarrassed about making fun of Ron's lack of size. "Ronnie, honey, it was just a joke! Besides, you had no problem making my eyes roll back in my head a little while ago - you were amazing."

He chuckled. "Kristi, baby, relax. I know what I am and what I can and can't do - I'm the guy that encouraged his wife to fuck other guys so that she could feel a little more cock inside of her occasionally, remember? So it's OK."

"But Ronnie..."

I interrupted. "Maybe we should change the subject for awhile."

Ronnie waved me to silence, still looking at her. "Kristi, really, it's OK. Be honest. If you had two guys in front of you, and they were both good guys, good looking, fun, tall, all that bullshit that women pretend to care about, but one had Adam's cock and one had mine, which one would you choose for an evening of sex?"

Kristi hesitated. "Well, which one has the best stamina?"

Kori laughed. "What a cop-out! I'd choose the guy with the cock down to his knees!"

Ron wouldn't be deterrred. "Kristi?"

She was still reluctant to say, but saw that she would not be let off the hook. "Well, I guess I would too - but it isn't necessary, you made me very happy!"

Ronnie laughed at her. "Kristi, really, it's OK. Stop equivocating, you're not bruising my tender feelings. And now for the twenty four thousand dollar question - why would you both choose the mule - all else being equal?"

I'd had about enough. I was very uncomfortable, mostly for Ronnie's sake, and was a little bit afraid to hear the answer, afraid he'd be hurt. "Guys, c'mon! Why don't we play cards, or talk sports or something. This isn't getting us anywhere."

He shushed me again. "Adam, you relax too, OK? All right, go ahead - and girls, be honest. Don't worry about hurting my feelings, because you won't. I just really want to hear what you have to say."

I did too, I suppose, but in another way I didn't. Still, I stayed and listened.

Thanks Techcuck. Your comment wasn't there when I started posting that last segment, but was after I had posted, so I didn't get to respond 'til now. I appreciate you reading along and leaving such a nice comment, glad you're enjoying it. I know reading long stories represents a major commitment of your time and I hope you consider it time well spent - or at least enjoyably spent!
I think we all love it when a reader stops in to say thanks or offer a comment or opinion, or even just to say hi. It's always great to find out that the effort of writing is appreciated by others. Thanks again, and welcome to the group!

Storm

That was a very nice segment. It was a nice interlude after the scene where Kristi, Ron and Kori were a little rough on Adam.

Thanks

GH

I can't wait. We're finally going to have a couple of real experts give us the answer to that age old question............does size really matter? Or, in the case of Ty, "forget size, how much curvature is just right to hit the G spot?"

Those girls better get some rest, Ranger Rick's on the horizon along with his butch sidekick. I guess Adam gets to watch Kristi's pussy getting torn up again, can't you at least keep him occupied while that's going on? (And I don't mean sucking Kristi's toes while she's getting hammered by the Ranger-I'd love to see the unwilling Bull side of Adam reappear). Our boy's getting some hard lessons here, wonder if he can hang in there. Hey, worst case, he could leave Kristi with Ranger Rick, ride off into the sunset and go home to Rain. Or, even better, wait for Tiffany and take her home with him to Rain and the three of them live happily ever after. Sounds good to me. Yummm. I love FMF threesomes, they're the best.

I know, I know, he's going to stick with Kristi because he loves her, I'm just messing with ya.

Great segment Stormy. thank you.

Thanks GH, it was time to cut Adam a little slack so he could catch his breath. And they're friends, they have to talk and rest up from the sex occasionally, right?

Right Trf2, they need to get to bed pretty soon - to sleep, for a change, but Ronnie needs his questions answered first. Though rest is required, for one never knows what the morrow might bring!
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Both ladies hesitated, not quite sure how to start. It was apparent that Ron needed to hear what they had to say, but also that they were conscious of his feelings. Ron took the lead. "Kristi, Kori and I have already talked a little about this kind of stuff, so why don't you go first. Why do you think you'd lean toward the more hung guy?"

Kristi frowned. "I don't know. Gravity, maybe?"

Kori giggled, but Ron just snorted and shook his head. "Funny! Not what I meant, but funny! C'mon now, open up."

Kristi paused. "I don't know Ronnie, I guess it's just natural. We use our senses to pick out the best possible mate, and a big, thick, virile cock is the first sign our sense of sight can pick out if two men are otherwise mostly evenly matched. We rely a lot on that particular sense. Visuals are important." She paused, thinking. "If you see two women and one has great big boobs and the other is smaller busted, like me, don't you automatically focus on the bigger breasts? Which would you pick in that scenario?"

Ron frowned. "I do like big tits. But you know what..."

I cut him off before he could go on. "Just so you know, if you follow your wife's lead and say you'd pick the one with tits down to her knees, I'm gonna have to disagree with you." They all laughed at that disturbing image, Kori calling me a disgusting pig first, but laughing anyhow.

Ron went on. "As I started to say, that's entirely different. Cocks are directly involved in sex, so size is relevant to the actual act. Tits are fun too, but they're a secondary characteristic - great for foreplay and stimulation and all that other good shit, but irrelevant to fucking, intercourse, reproduction, and so on."

Kristi objected. "But Ronnie, it's about the selection process, right? Big boobs or a big cock can help you get chosen, get your foot, or half-foot or whatever in the door, as it were, but after that the importance fades. Then you start to get to know the person attached to those particular attributes."

Ron shook his head. "No, not true! First, big boobs are pretty obvious, they tend to be right out there, so yes, they get attention and help get you chosen, maybe. Hence the bilion dollar industry of boob jobs. But by the time a woman gets to see what a man is hiding in his pants there's usually at least some level of commitment, right? I mean, when you first meet a guy and eventually decide to have a relationship - or better, when you leave a bar with a guy, you don't know if he's packin' or not."

Kristi smiled. "I might - especially if we've been dancing."

Ron smiled. "I suppose. And you might ask for references too, but most women wouldn't. Face it, if you and me had first met in some bar, and we'd talked and hit it off, had a few drinks, gotten to know each other a little, and then say I took you home, and things got all hot and heavy - and then I drop my pants, and you see this. How would you react?"

Kristi looked exasperated. "Ronnie..."

He persisted. "You'd have been disappointed, right? Admit it, it's OK! I've seen the look on women's faces when they first see. I'm not an idiot."

Kori and I were spectators, and I know I at least was an unwilling one. It seemed he wanted Kristi to beat him up, and she was trying desperately not to, and it seemed very uncomfortable for everyone but Ron.

Kristi finally sighed. "OK, I guess I would have been a little disappointed, yes. It's like when you're unwrapping a gift and you think it's going to be something really great - and then you find out it's socks."

She paused, looking at him. "But that's happened to me Ron, I've been with guys with bigger and smaller cocks... boy, that sounds a little slutty, but you know what I mean. Anyhow, sometimes the little guys have left me very satisfied, and sometimes not so much, and likewise for the guys with bigger cocks, so the point is moot."

"And yet you admit that you'd always tend to choose the guy that was hung over the one that wasn't." He'd made his point, and he sounded triumphant about that. Odd, considering.

Kristi saw that he'd brought it full circle. "Oh. Yeah, well, I guess you go with the odds, and a big cock is going to probably feel better, even if the guy isn't particularly talented with it." She giggled. "I can always teach him things, but I can't make him grow, there has to be some raw material! And to me there is just something about the way a big cock looks and feels. It's exciting. Is that what you wanted to hear?"

"Yes, if it's the truth. I only want you to be honest." He turned to Kori. "And you sweetheart, were you disappointed the first time we got naked together? I think I know the answer, but you've never said."

"Honey, why don't we go to bed?"

I was with her. I couldn't understand why Ronnie was torturing himself, and felt that I really couldn't ever understand what his motivation was, since I'd been blesed with more rather than less in the matter under discussion. He pressed on. "Come on babe, you both promised to be honest. What did you think?"

She sighed as well, caving in as Kristi had. "Ok, I guess I was kind of disappointed, just a little. It's a letdown. But remember, the first time I saw your little guy he was hard as a roll of dimes and pointing at the ceiling, so I knew there was no way it was going to be getting any bigger!"

Ronnie grumbled. "You could have said a roll of quarters."

"Honey, I'll say a roll of silver dollars if it means we can go to bed now. But the point is, an hour later I was sexually exhausted, soaked in sweat and full of cum, and the happiest, most satisfied woman on the planet! So much so that I talked you into marrying me - and I've never regretted it."

Ronnie looked at her. "So then how do we explain nando?"

I frowned. "What the hell is a nando?"

Ron laughed. "Nando is a total watershed event in our lives, a real game-changer, you might say. But Nando is a who, not a what. Babe, have you ever told Kristi about Nando?"

Kori shook her head, not smiling. "No, but it's late. Maybe some other time."

Kristi looked at her. "You can't quit there! Just give us the condensed version, you can fill in the gaps later. You've been keeping secrets from me!"

Kori sighed again. I could see she was not anxious to do this, but she had my curiosity piqued now too. "All right. It was a little less than two years after we got married..."

Ron interrupted. "It was our honeymoon. When we got married I was just starting to make some real money at my business, and we couldn't afford much of a honeymoon, I had to reinvest in the business. I really couldn't afford to leave the business for more that a day or two either, so we agreed to wait to take one. We finally took our honeymoon about twenty two months after we got married."

Kori frowned. "I thought I was telling this."

Ron kissed her. "You are, I'm just providing color commentary. Go on."

She looked at him. "Oh goody." She turned back to us. "So anyhow, we took a really nice trip, to a beautiful resort in Jamaica - all inclusive, with great food, beautiful rooms and gorgeous beaches, tropical splendor all around. It was great, we loved it, so relaxing."

Ron cut in again. "Tell them about the beaches. One of the beaches was a nude beach."

"You say for me to tell them, then blab it out. Do you want to do this?"

"Oops, sorry! No, you're doing great. Go on."

This whole thing was so quintessentially Ron and Kori that I had to laugh, and they looked at me. "You two are just so funny, going back and forth. It's like you've been married fifty years instead of what, almost eleven? But go ahead, this is fun."

Kristi agreed. "Yeah, go on. You told me about the honeymoon in Jamaica before, but not about the nude beach. The plot thickens."

Kori smiled for the first time since she started all this, looking at Ron and leaning back to kiss him again. "Yeah, he's like a little kid. His excitement is contagious. So anyhow, he starts pestering me to go to the nude beach with him, which I really didn't want to do. I was pretty innocent, I didn't know about being naked in public, and I had other reasons - it just seemed too weird. But he kept it up, driving me crazy, so finally I agreed to go, just to shut him up - if we went early so it wouldn't be too crowded."

Ron smiled and kissed her again. They were both starting to warm to the story, and the memories. "Yeah, I knew she didn't want to go because she didn't want anyone to see that she'd married a guy with such a tiny dick."

"That's not true!"

He laughed "Sure it is! I, on the other hand, wanted everyone to see what a gorgeous lady I'd managed to snag. I wanted to show her off a little, and I still do 'cause she's so hot - more beautiful every day!"

She smiled up at him, a look of pure love, and they kissed again, long and slow. I caught Kristi's eye, and we smiled at each other, enjoying our friends happiness. She moved back beside me, and we hugged, then I looked at them. "OK, we're with you so far, but we still don't know what a Nando is."

Kori laughed. "We told you, he's a who, not a what. So anyhow, we got up early and had breakfast, then went back and changed and walked over to the nude beach side. We walked quite a ways down the beach, where there were less people. It wasn't really crowded anywhere, but we passed lots of naked people - all ages and colors and sizes, but all adults; it was a couples resort. I relaxed a little, and it didn't seem so bad after awhile."

Ron started again. "So we get to a spot, hardly anyone around, and I'm ready to strip down, but she starts to get cold feet again, just too shy."

She looked at him for a moment. "Honey, I've never told you this, but I wasn't shy. I was horny. It was making me very aroused to think about being naked in front of all those people, and that scared me a little. And, I was worried about you."

"About me? Why?"

"Because I was afraid someone might say something to hurt your feelings, or embarrass you."

"Really? Why?"

She reached back and softly stroked his neck, running her fingers up into his hair. "Well, all the way down the beach I was checking out the other men, and not one of them was as small as you. Baby, you were about to uncover the tiniest cock on the whole beach! What if someone saw it and laughed, or said something mean?"

I winced, and I felt Kristi stiffen against me. I glanced at Ron. He seemed unaffected by it. Actually, that's not true. He was becoming aroused! He was breathing more heavily, his neck was flushed red, and he was becoming very erect. Kristi noticed too, and nudged me.

Kori went on as though she hadn't noticed. "So anyhow, I let him talk me into it and we wait 'til no one is looking and get naked. I made him rub sunscreen on me so I don't burn all these newly exposed bits - by now I'm so horny I could scream - and when he's finished his little dicklet is pointing straight up, hard as a rock." She giggled, and flicked his stiff cock, bending it down and letting it pop back up. "Kind of like it is now, but harder - he was younger. So he spent a lot of time laying on his belly, waiting for that to go away. And while he's laying there, his stiff dick making a tiny little dent in the warm sand, Nando showed up for the first time."

Kristi groaned. "Finally, we're to Nando! Is this the condensed version?"

Kori laughed. "You pushed me to tell it, I tried to warn you off. If I'm telling it at all, I might as well do it right. Let's see - oh yeah, Nando. Nando is a peddler, he works the beach trying to sell stuff to tourists - crap, mostly, but a few nice handcrafted things. He's just a little guy, maybe five foot four or five, and black as pitch - with these brilliant white teeth. You know the old racist joke about only seeing eyes and teeth in a dark room? Well, that's Nando."

I laughed as Kristi interrupted. "What kind of a name is Nando?"

Ron answered. "I don't know, that's what he said his name was, so that's what we call him. Maybe it's Fernando, who knows? It's not important."

My turn. "I thought the resorts kept a pretty tight leash on that kind of stuff. Those peddlers will drive the tourists crazy, bugging the shit out of them - the resorts don't want that. How did he get on the beach?"

Ron shook his head. "Y'all ask the dumbest questions! My guess would be he paid someone to let him sneak in, or maybe the resort has a quota - they let a few native black guys on the beach to excite all the older white ladies that are there for a good time. Their lifeguards and pool boys, waiters, all black guys, islanders. We watched them getting hit on non-stop by white women - mostly older, and mostly with their husbands right there beside them. Now stop interrupting!"

Kori looked at him, bemused. "Look who's telling who to stop interrupting! So anyhow, he comes down the beach carrying this mountain of stuff, and he stops by us and starts this patter. Nando is always smiling, always laughing, and he talks a mile a minute, peddling his wares, making a great sales pitch. At least I think he was, I could barely understand him."

She laughed, then paused, glancing at Ron, who was still erect. I don't know why the story is arousing him, but by now it's beginning to affect me too, with anticipation, my imagination running ahead of Kori's words, and she continues:
"So he starts spreading all this stuff out around us, on our towels, on the sand. He's got little wood carvings and stuff like that, necklaces made of shells, shell earrings, t-shirts, - he's got a stack of like twenty straw hats, really nice ones, that he carries in a stack on his head, and he starts spreading them all out. He puts one on my head and says how beautiful I look, and I notice he's looking at me, looking at my body, not missing a single inch of me."

She shivered, and Kristi laughed. "Made you horny, huh?"

Kori nodded. "Hornier, yes. I was already horny, remember?" She giggled. "And my poor hubby can't move, or he's going to expose his little boner to this nice black man! Ronnie didn't want him to get the wrong impression!"

We all laughed, even Ron, but he jumps in. "Yeah, right! It was my first time on a nude beach too, I don't know the erection protocol - but I know I'm not showing it to this guy! Tell them about the necklace!" He sounded - and looked - excited.

Kori smiled. "Oh yeah! Well, by now he's set down all his stuff, and this guy is just solid muscle - he's a tiny little guy, short, but he lugs what must be a hundred pounds of stuff up and down the hot sand all day, so he's in amazing shape, six pack, pecs, shoulders, legs, and he's jet black and shiny with sweat and oil. He's beautiful, like someone carved him from the blackest granite."

I said "Basalt."

Kori loked at me. "What?"

"Basalt, it's a dark stone, black sometimes. Never mind, it was just my inner geologist."

She shook her head. "So he pulls out this shell necklace, a really pretty one, and goes behind me to fasten it behind my neck. He's slow, gentle, but he's touching my neck and my hair - remember, we were still basically newlyweds - and I'm wetting myself! I think that if he looks at my pussy he's going to see it dripping. Then he comes around front and looks at the necklace, and reaches out to straighten it, and he touches my tits, just barely, and oh my god, I almost came!"

Now I'm as hard as Ronnie, and I know Kristi is also becoming aroused. I don't know if Kori is getting herself with this tale, but she's sure getting everyone else!

Oh boy, after all those elucidating conversation developments - that Nando stuff is great, and so promising. My goodness, where do you get your inspirations from! Fine work as always. Untopable. Thanks a lot, and not a tiny one!

Cliffa
Cliffa

Thanks Cliffa. Inspiration comes from all around, I guess. Glad you're enjoying this particular one!
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Kristi stared at her. "He actually touched your boobs? Right out there in the open?"

Kori nodded. "Yeah, but it was completely innocent, incidental, just the backs of his fingers brushing across the upper part while he straightened out the necklace. I don't think he even knew he did it."

Ronnie snorted. "You wanna bet? She always says that. I think he knew exactly what he was doing, and the effect it was having on her. He'd probably used that move to sell stuff to rich white ladies a thousand times!"

I looked at Ron. "What did you do?"

He shrugged. "Nothing. I watched. What could I do, I was laying there on my towel, hardon pressed into the sand beneath, trying not to cum. So I watched, waiting to see what his spiel would be. Tell them what happened next - you guys are going to love this!"

She laughed self-consciously. "I'm getting to that - you just stay out of this. So anyhow, he's crouching down in front of me, fiddling with the necklace, I'm on the verge of cumming, almost wishing he'd stroke my nipples so I could. I look down, you know, so he can't see it written all over my face, and what do I see but the biggest, blackest cock and balls I've ever seen, just hanging down out of his little beach wrap thingy that he's got wrapped around his hips."

Kristi laughed excitedly. "So he's just squatting there in front of you, showing you his junk? What did you do?"

"What could I do? I was so embarrassed! Remember, this was years ago - back when I was young and innocent! I wanted to look away, or tell him to cover up or something, but I couldn't! I just stared at it."

I looked at Ronnie again. "You knew she could see all this?" He nodded. "What did you do then?"

He laughed. "I made damn sure I stayed on my belly is what I did! There's no way I'm showing my dick anywhere on the same planet as that one. I saw where she was looking, and my eyes naturally followed - I had kind of a side view, below his leg, but that monster was hanging down almost touching the sand, the head of it as big as a fucking plum outlined under his foreskin. Trust me, it was an impressive and very intimidating sight."

Kristi was looking at Kori. "But you were on a nude beach. Why should it bother you that he's naked and showing when everyone else around you is naked too?"

Kori shrugged. "I know all that now, but I wasn't thinking it then! It just took me completely by surprise. I hadn't even noticed that he was in one of those skirt/wrap things, it was all bright colors and flowers, I guess I assumed it was board shorts or something." She giggled. "It certainly wasn't!"

Kristi laughed. "So you just sat there and stared at it? I guess I would have too, at your age."

Ron chuckled again. "No, she didn't just sit there and stare at it. Tell them what you really did."

Kristi and I were staring at her as she blushed bright red and giggled again. "This is so embarrassing! I can't believe I'm telling you all this - you have to promise to never tell another soul about any of this. Promise?"

We did.

"And you can't tease me about it either! Remember, I was barely more than a kid, newlywed almost, and I was very inexperienced sexually. So no teasing either, promise?"

We didn't. I smiled at her. "No way. But tell us anyhow, you know you're dying to."

She giggled again, still blushing. "I...uh, I kinda spread my legs."

Ronnie chortled. "She did! She was sitting there with her legs clamped together, this guy squatting there in front of her, touching her tits. Then she sees this obscenely huge black cock hanging there, two feet in front of her, so she stares at it and spreads her legs apart to show him her wet little pussy!"

Kristi gasped. "You didn't! Well you horny little slut you!"

Kori was giggling and sputtering. "I know, I know! But I didn't plan to, I never even thought about it! It just happened, like my legs had a mind of their own. One second I'm being as chaste as possible when naked, the next second I'm going 'Oh yeah, well look what I've got!', and I was so hot and wet. Which I knew he could tell."

I shook my head. "Unbelievable! You really are a little hussy, aren't you?" She laughed, as did I. "How did he react to that - or did he notice?"

"Oh yeah, he noticed! He looked at me, down there, for what seemed like an eternity, and I could feel the wetnes almost trickling out of me. I knew my little clitty was poking out and saying hello, and then he looks up at me and smiles." She visibly shuddered. "I loved it! I absolutely loved having him look at my pussy, then he starts talking about the beautiful shells in the necklace, lifting it to show me how pink some of them are and rambling on about the lovely pink shapes, how they resemble a woman."

Ronnie laughed. "Yeah, he's looking at my wife's pussy, and touching her tits, but he's still trying to close the sale! I had to admire his business sense, but he didn't realize the sale was already closed - at that point he could have sold us every single thing he had. This guy is still peddling his wares, looking at Kori, and he's getting this enormous hardon!"

Kori sniffed. "I would hope so! I'm showing him my wet horny little treasure, if he didn't get wood I'd have been very insulted." She giggled. "Seriously, looking at me was definitely having an effect on him, which made me even hornier, knowing I was the cause of that. And his cock is just getting huge and thick, the tip starting to peek out from under his foreskin. That was the most beautiful cock I've ever seen, I couldn't get enough of looking at it. I wanted to reach out and touch it."

I looked at Ron, who was staring at his wife, enthralled by the way she told the story, his cock rigid as he recalled the event. "Ronnie, what did you do about this?"

He shrugged. "What could I do? He's staring at my wife's pussy, but we're at a nude beach, remember? She naked voluntarily, and she sure spread her legs without any coercion on his part." He laughed. "And so his cock is showing and getting hard - it's still a nude beach - what am I going to do, have him arrested for indecent exposure?"

Kori laughed. "Your turn! Now you tell them what you really did dear. I'm not the only one that had an embarrassing moment."

Ronnie cleared his throat. "I umm, I came. I shot my fucking load right into that towel, right there on the beach. Seeing her staring at this huge cock, unable to tear her eyes away, then she spreads her legs and shows this guy how horny he's made her, it was just too much for me. I blew my wad like a fucking twelve year old seeing his first pussy. God I was so embarrassed, even though nobody but me knew I did it. But it sure felt good!"

Kristi and Kori both laughed at him, and he chuckled, blushing. I just shook my head. "So you like your wife looking at other men's stuff, huh? You're just a perv!"

He laughed. "I've never denied that! But what I really wanted to see was her touch it - or suck it. So I guess I'm really a super perv."

Kori giggled. "And I wanted to, so bad, I just wanted to reach out and wrap my fingers around him."

Kristi breathed heavily. "So did you? I would have - and I don't even have a thing for black guys or black cocks. Usually I think black cocks are kind of ugly, but the way you tell this story, oh my!"

Kori stared at her. "I never knew that about you! I like 'em, but even you'd have loved this one. It was so pretty, so thick and black with the ridges where there were these veins on it, I just really wanted to feel it, you know? See how hard, and how hot and heavy. It looked like it would be heavy, if I lifted it. Is that weird?"

Kristi shook her head. "No. I know exactly what you mean. See Ronnie, that's the thing. This all started because we were talking about why women would usually pick the biggest cock, and this is it. Here's this little guy, but he's got this huge penis, which looks big and heavy and, you know, powerful. It's about power and arousal and excitement, that whole masculine super virile image that comes with a big, hard cock. If women go to see male strippers, they sure don't want to pay to see some tiny-dicked little guy! They want big, thick, manly cocks, and muscles, and hard butts and heavy cum-filled balls, so we can fantasize about what that would all feel like with him between our legs. That's what gets our juices flowing!"

I stared at her, then laughed. "Well! That was quite a speech. It seems you've given this a lot of thought."

She giggled. "Not really, I just know what I like. We should let Kori finish her story."

We looked at Kori, who was staring at Kristi too, as was Ron. Kristi blushed. "Look, that's maybe just me, OK, but I find that for sex, whether the regular kind or oral or whatever, pretty much any size cock - within limits - is fine. But for my fantasies, or for visual stimulation or touching and fondling, I'm always going to go with the big ones. I just like 'em bigger, OK?"

Ronnie sighed. "Thank you! I'm glad you were finally honest with me, even if it was like pulling teeth. Now, about when it's inside of you..."

Kristi laughed. "Boy, you never give up, do you? Why don't I just tie you to a chair and whip you instead?"

He faked a shiver. "Oooh! Let's save that for tomorrow though, OK? Tonight just tell me..."

She shook her head. "No. We'll save that for tomorrow too. I need to think about it. Tonight we need to let Kori finish this story so we can go to bed. It must be almost midnight."

I glanced at my watch. "Eleven twenty eight, to be exact." I held up my glass. "One last little nip for anyone while Kori wraps this up?"

Everyone passed me their glasses, and I stood and headed over to the counter where Ron had left the bottles, my half-hard cock swinging in front of me. Odd how that no longer bothered me in front of Ron and Kori.

I heard Kori begin. "Now, let's see, where was I..."

Ronnie just won't give up will he? I'm guessing he already knew the answer to that old question. Now where did you come up with the name Nando anyway? Love it.

Thanks Stormy

TrF2

Storm

Love these last two episodes. Ronnie seems to be coming out of the closet as a submissive. Can't wait to see what happens next.

Thanks

GH

Trf2 & Gh, thanks for the comments, you know I enjoy reading them. I guess Ronnie is finally letting his friends in on something he and Kori have known for a while, even if they never completely acknowledged it.
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As I clinked some ice into Kristi's glass and poured the Bailey's Irish Cream over it, also freshening Kori's while I was at it, she went on with her story. I hurriedly splashed an inch of brandy into the bowls of the two snifters Ron and I had been using and grabbed them all up, returning to the group.

Kori reached out and took hers absent-mindedly, not missing a beat in her narration as I distributed the others. "So anyhow, I'm sitting there staring at this beautiful black cock..."
Ronnie interrupted "We both were!"

"Dear, please shut up or I'll never get through this story!"

"Sorry."

"Like I said, I'm looking at it, wishing I had the courage to just reach out and grab it, but knowing I don't, especially with my husband right there watching me. And Nando just keeps up his chatter as though springing a giant hardon in front of total strangers is just another normal day! He was trying to sell me the earrings to go with the necklace, and he's holding them in front of me, but I wasn't seeing them at all. He's saying 'Nando thinks the pretty lady would be even prettier with the touch of the islands'- he always called himself Nando, referring to himself in the third person. That was a little odd - but he keeps spouting that kind of bull."

Kristi laughed. "Did it work? Did you buy the stuff?"

"Eventually. But first he's going 'Nando gives the nice people a discount today, these shells were made for this lady, look how the little shell opens between the little pink edges' - and while he's saying that he's slowly running one finger up the inside of my thigh, barely touching me, real slow. He's saying 'The lady and the shell, they are the same, so delicate, so pink, so beautiful.' If I had known at that moment that Ronnie had cum just from watching I would have had that big cock in my hands - or my mouth - for sure!"

We all laughed at her admission. It was apparent that even after all the years gone by this experience still turned her on.

She went on. "But that black finger running ever so slowly up my white leg was like the fuse on a stick of dynamite, just slowly burning down, I can almost hear it sizzling as he moves soooo slowly up my leg, barely touching, and then he's there, touching me, he slid that finger just barely into my soaking wet, hot, horny litttle pussy, then dragged it up and touched my hard little pink pearl and I just exploded! I came so hard, I think I screamed."

Ronnie laughed. "You did, I've told you that! People were looking at us, wondering if she was being killed or something. Her butt comes up off the ground trying to thrust herself onto his finger - which she did - and she's just almost shoving her pussy in his face. If I hadn't just cum, that would have done it. It almost did anyhow."

Ron and Kori looked at each other and laughed. Ron spoke first. "That was the most erotic moment I'd had in my life up 'til then. It may still be. So she eventually settles back to earth, but he's got that long, black middle finger up inside of her, just tickling deep in her pussy, and when she can finally talk I hear this weak, shaky little voice say "Honey, why don't you pay the man?"

We all howled. It was perfect, just perfect Kori. I could almost hear her saying just that, moments after a complete stranger had given her an earth-shattering climax - and his finger still inside of her! She had told us once that she had never even had sex on a first date. I'd have to remember to ask her how this fit that persona.

Kori was shaking her head, perhaps still not entirely believing she had let that happen. Ron continued. "So I roll over to get the tote bag we carried down to the beach, with our money and sunscreen and stuff, totally forgetting I've got my own cum smeared all over my belly and my junk, and I'm hard again - or still, maybe - and Nando starts laughing. I was embarrassed, I thought he was laughing at my tiny dick - especially compared to his, but he says 'Hey mon, Nando makes the lady happy and the man is happy too! Nando is glad you like what he has to offer! The necklace is twenty dollars, the earrings another ten, but for such nice people twenty five dollars."

Kori laughed. "And Ronnie couldn't get the money out fast enough! He's practically throwing money at the guy, trying to pay him."

Ron chuckled ruefully. "Yeah, that's the most embarrassing part."

I stared at him. "That's the most embarrassing part?"

He nodded. "Yeah, I paid the son of a bitch full price! I never even tried to talk him down, I know better than that, for Pete's sake. We found out later that other people got almost the same necklace and earrings for about ten bucks, total, and I paid the sucker twenty five. That still pisses me off, to this day."

I laughed. "Yeah, that doesn't sound like you. But fifteen bucks for that show doesn't sound like a bad deal."

"Oh sure! I pay the guy fifteen bucks more than I need to for these little trinkets and he gets to finger my wife to a mind-blowing orgasm and wag his big black cock in her face! Fucker had balls as big as eggplants - and about the same color. And then she has to come back to reality and my little pink nubbin. He should have paid me!"

I laughed again, then sipped my brandy as Kristi prodded Kori to go on. "So what happened next?"

Kori looked up at Ron. "Honey, you exaggerate - his balls weren't that big - like eggs maybe, but not eggplants. Bigger than Adam's though."

Kristi's eyebrows went up and she reached down and cupped my sack. "Really? Bigger than these?"

Kori nodded. "Oh yes! I'm telling you girl, it's the most beautiful rack I've ever seen, just a magnificent package. It's to die for, as they say."

I kidded her. "Huh! And here I though I had the most beautiful package you'd ever seen!"

Kori shook her head. "Sorry to disappoint you sweety, but yours is second. Kind of a distant second, actually."

I shook my head, but Ron jumped her. "Hey! What's all this crap, you're supposed to think your husband's is the most beautiful cock on earth!"

Kori smiled sweetly at him. "Honey, yours is absoultely the cutest penis I've ever seen, and my absolute favorite little penis in the whole world, but Nando's is a work of art. Gorgeous!" She shivered.

Kristi piled on. "She's right Ronnie, you do have the cutest penis I've ever seen too, but beautiful just isn't the right word for it. Cute though, incredibly cute!"

I winced a little, but Ronnie seemed happy with that. He grumbled "Huh! Well, that's more like it. A guy likes to be appreciated."

The girls both laughed, and Kori went on with the story. "Well, Nando, he slowly slides that long black finger out of my pussy, and I'm whimpering like a baby, and he takes the money from Ronnie, his finger almost dripping with my juices. He starts packing up his pile of stuff, tucking the money away god knows where, and next thing I know he's standing over me, straddling me, that huge cock just inches from my face. I know I could suck it, he won't object, and I want to, I really do - or even just stroke it until he sprays that bucket of white cream all over me - but I just can't get myself to do it! It just feels so horribly wrong, even though I'm dying to touch him!"

Kristi snorted. "Coward! Missed opportunity I'll bet!"

Kori smiled. "Well, no. I forgot I still had one of his straw hats on my head, and he bends over me and takes it and starts asking if I want to buy the hat too."

Ron laughed. "And what does my little minx do? Without missing a beat she says 'Nando, you come back tomorrow and find us, maybe we'll buy the hat tomorrow', and he gets this big ol' shit eating grin - he knows what she's asking. He puts that one back on her head and takes another hat off his stack and he drops it over my groin while I'm sitting there on the beach, covering up my little embarrassment..."

Kori butts in "and your little accident too."

"Ha-ha, funny dear, that's what I meant. Jeez! - and he says 'ey mon, this gives you the air of mystery, so when all the pretty ladies walk by they don't know if you admire them, they don't see your mighty white snake hissing at them! You try Nando's hats, and Nando will find you tomorrow. If you like them, you pay me then, OK?' so we agree, and he stands there for another second or two with his massive cock and balls in my wife's face, then he shrugs and turns and wanders down the beach, that big ol' cock sticking out!"

Kori laughed self-consciously. "He was waiting for me to touch him, I know he was. I was such a chicken - but at least I thought to invite him to find us again!"

Ron smiled. "So we're watching him disappear down the beach, both so horny we're about to die, and we see this older couple come up to him, they want a picture. The guy slips him a few bucks, and he puts down all his stuff and poses with this dumpy, naked older lady while her tubby hubby with his little white cock dangling out takes a picture, and damned if she doesn't take that big stiff black cock in her hand and hold on to it while her husband photographs them together! Do you suppose they show those shots to all their friends and relatives?"

We all laughed. Kori said "Actually, I was kicking myself for not thinking to do that! I would have loved a picture. But anyhow, we get up and walk down to the shore and into the water. I need to cool off, and Ronnie needs to rinse his little mishap off himself. I'm half expecting the water to turn to steam when it hits my pussy, but it didn't, and we splashed and touched for a few minutes and then went and packed up and headed back to our room."

Ron picked it up. "We both desperately needed to get laid, and boy did we! We fucked all day, stopping just long enough to talk about Nando and get all worked up again - and for dinner - then we fucked all night. I think I came twelve times, and when I didn't have my dick in her I had my face buried between her legs. We were both so turned on we just couldn't get enough!"

Kori giggled. "He really did! My pussy was getting sore by morning, he spent so much time on it. But I needed that, I came ...I don't know, it seemed like hundreds of times. It was incredible. That was when I first realized what a horrible exhibitionist I am!"

I laughed. "K, babe, I have to disagree. You are an excellent exhibitionist. I won't name names, but I can think of a few women that would be horrible exhibitionists!"

"You're so sweet! But really, it turns me on something fierce to have people look at me naked. I kind of had an inkling, of course, but I never knew how much until that day."

Ron nodded. "Yeah, and I never had any idea that seeing another man touch her would turn me on so bad! That was a total revelation to me, I thought I must be sick or something. But the look on her face when she was staring at that log he called a cock just completely threw me. I couldn't get over it. She loved it, I could tell, and I think that's when I first started to obsess about my baby getting to have sex with someone better endowed than me, like she was missing out on something."

"Which I wasn't."

"Honey, I know - but it's been good, hasn't it?"

Kori smiled up at him, and reached up and rubbed her hand over the side of his face and down his neck, then stretched to kiss him. "It has. Scary at first, but lots of fun eventually. I resisted doing it, but Ronnie wanted so bad for me to have the sensation of a bigger cock inside of me. I told him I had, when I was dating, before we met - and I was fine with that - but he really felt I should still enjoy more manly men sometimes. Even though my baby is the manliest man I've ever met."

Ron smiled and flexed his arms in a Charles Atlas pose. "That's me, a regular Adonis. But I love watching her with another guy, seeing a big, hard cock enter my wife, seeing and hearing how it makes her cum. I just love it, I can't help it."

Kori giggled. "And of course, that gives me the opportunity to show new people my pussy, so I'm happy too. And those bigger cocks do feel really good, I have to admit. So all in all. we're pretty happy with our lifestyle."

Kristi laughed. "Well duh, tell us something we didn't know! But what about Nando, did you ever see him again?"

They both smiled and looked at each other. Kori nodded. "Oh yes, we saw him!"

Kristi growled. "Arrr! Stop teasing and tell me what happened!"

Kori shook her head. "No, it's late. We need to get to bed. But if you're really nice to me tomorrow, maybe I'll tell you about the rest of our honeymoon tomorrow night."

Kristi objected. "Noooo!"

I spoke up. "Remember, if all goes as planned we will have an additional guest tomorrow night. Maybe two - we're picking up Tiffany and possibly a date, remember?"

Kori nodded. "Oh yes, that's right. OK, maybe over breakfast then, or while we hike up to the lake, if we're still doing that. But not tonight, I'm tired and I need to be held and cuddled."

Ron smiled, stretched, and rose to his feet. "My job. Goodnight all." He bent and kissed Kristi softly on the lips, right next to my face. "Thanks for this evening gorgeous, I loved it."

She smiled up at him. "Me too Ronnie, you were incredible. Why did we wait so long?"

He pointed at me and she laughed. "Oh yeah, I forgot! Sleep good guys, try not to scream too loud when you cum, OK Kori?"

Kori flipped her the bird, over her shoulder as they disappeared down the hall, and we laughed as I helped her to her feet and we headed to our own room. There was a certain lady I wanted to hold and cuddle too. I needed to feel my woman in my arms.

Good stuff Stormy. A nice diversion from all that steamy sex. I can just picture Lilly, er, Kori's encounter with the big black snake. But then again, I thought she didn't like her men really big? Can't wait to hear the rest of that story.

TrF2

Absolutely first class Stormy. I did wonder whether Nando was related to the Great Waldo but maybe not.

I wondered which came first though, the image of Kori on the beach with a forbidden finger gently approaching her pussy or the technical need to show the core of her exhibitionism and Ron's masochistic tendencies. I'd like to think you had the image and thought of a way of working it in (brilliantly).

Magic.

Wonderful story Stormy
I have just taken five days to read it and boy it was well worth it keep up the good work. looking forward to where you go from here. This is the first story i have read on this site and its superb. The people are very true to life and the interaction between them is engrossing. Love the work stormy keep it up