(MMFF, exhib, voy, swing, Mdom, oral, anal, humil)
by Art Martin
At the nudist resort, Kirby hooks up with the mysterious JanX and her raunchy playmates...
Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyrighted 2015 with all rights expressly reserved by its author unless explicitly granted.
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Saturday morning, I checked into the resort, paying a daily use fee. The naked man behind the counter was quite helpful, as I didn’t have a clue as to the layout of the resort nor protocol other than you shouldn’t stare and shouldn’t walk around sporting a boner. He offered to check my personal belongings, wallet, cell phone, clothes, etc. and provided me with a towel to carry around and sit upon, as well as writing my guest number on the back of my hand with indelible ink so that I could charge whatever I needed. Decked out for the day in my sandals, a baseball cap and sunglasses, clutching my towel and a tube of sun block, I ventured forth into a whole new world. I strolled about for an hour or so, checking out the facilities which were quite nice. They had a restaurant, a bar, and very nice swimming pool as well as a private lake with a beach. The clientele was… that’s hard to say seeing that everyone was nude, but everyone seemed to be smiling and very friendly and of every age, shape and size.
Around eleven, I ventured into the pool. Eventually I made my way over to the shallow area where most of the people seemed to congregate and located the stairway where I was to rendezvous with JanX at noon. I swam about underwater, checking out the sights, coming up for air in front of this shapely woman. Immediately it struck me… the face, it was so familiar looking, but in this context and setting…
“Kirby! What are you doing here?” she blurted in shock.
“Jan? What the hell? What are you doing… Holy crap! You’re JanX?”
My very started ex-wife replied, “JanX? Oh, my gawd! You’re not… PussyLuver?”
I really didn’t know what to say, so I stood there with my mouth open. Suddenly another familiar face appeared. “Kirby? Oh, my!” Freda, the voluptuous redheaded wife of my lawyer, Bert Jones, turned to my ex-wife and her co-worker and asked, “Jan, is Kirby the infamous PussyLuver?” Jan turned bright red… as did I.
“Oh, this is too rich!” Freda exclaimed with huge grin while jumping up and down in the water, her huge tits surfacing briefly before submerging like twin whales and causing large ripples to radiate from her body. She turned and called out, “Bert! Bert! Look who’s here! It’s Jan’s date!”
A moment later the familiar face of my lawyer, Bert Jones, emerged from the crowd of people. “Kirby! What a surprise to find you in a place like this!” he said with a mocking tone. “I must admit, I wasn’t expecting you here today. So, you’re PussyLuver?” As Bert moved closer, Jan melted away into the crowd.
Turning to his stacked wife he said, “Freda, this is certainly an interesting development.”
Finding my tongue I interjected, “Just what in hell are all of you doing here?”
“I’m a member,” explained Bert as if that explained anything. “Great place, huh?” he added waving his hand over the pool full of nudists. ”You look surprised, Kirby. Freda and I have been coming here for years.”
“What are you doing here with Jan?”
“Protecting her.” He looked about adding. “Where did Jan go?”
“I think she’s in shock,” explained Freda as she slowly bounced in the water, her bare rose-tipped zeppelins rising from the water and then sinking back.
“Well, I don’t suppose you need to get know each other,” commented Bert with a chuckle. His face became serious and he asked, “So… PussyLuver… kind of crude, don’t you think? I mean, you’re a creative kind of guy, couldn’t you have…”
“It just came to mind and got stuck there. Wait... you haven’t answered my question.”
“Answers will cost you, Kirby,” the blood sucking lawyer quipped.
“Why is Jan… what is Jan…”
“Tell you what. Seeing than Jan has disappeared for the moment, how about if you and me go to the bar, have a drink, and have a little talk.” Before I could tell him that I wanted him to talk here and now, Bert was heading off to the side of the pool. Hefting his naked body out of the water, he turned and waved for me to join him. If I wanted some answers, I really didn’t have any choice but to follow him.
Let me tell you, it is just plain weird to be chasing after a nude man. I caught up with him at the open air bar set up near the pool. Bert pulled out a bar stool and perched himself upon it. I sauntered up and joined him, keenly aware of my own nudity. “You want a beer?”
“I think I might need something stronger than that.”
To the naked barkeep he ordered, “Two Glen Livets on the rocks.”
It wasn’t even noon and here I was gulping down scotch in bar full of naked men and women. After ordering me a second drink, Bert said, “Kirby, I want to be very clear about this. It wasn’t until after your divorce was final that I took Jan on as a sex partner.” I nearly choked as I was taking a sip of whiskey. “Maybe I should have told you, but frankly, what Jan does and who Jan screws is no longer any of your business.”
“I know, I know,” I agreed. “It’s just that…”
“Good! Now that that’s settled,” he said cutting me off, “just between us boys, she’s a fine piece of ass, but then you already know that, or at least you used to know that.”
“Hey, are you sure you weren’t screwing her before she left me.”
“I swear on a stack of bibles!” he said holding up his right hand and grasping his dick in his left. “You were, still are, and I hope will still be, a client of mine. Just because she worked for me doesn’t mean that I was always trying to get in her panties. I have ethics! But... once things were settled… well, why not?”
“Okay, but what about Freda?”
“Freda? Freda wanted to get in her panties long before I ever did.”
“You mean, Jan and Freda?”
“Of course! Those two really get it on together. Hot! Hot! Hot! Me, I just provide them with a live dick, regular pussy massages and an extra tongue.” I really didn’t know what to say, so I just remained silent.
“Hey, are we okay, Kirby?” my lawyer asked.
“You’re telling me… Shit! My ex works for you, you're fucking her and you handle all my business! Bert, I think we had this discussion. Jan wasn’t to know diddlely squat about my affairs… you assured me that it wouldn’t be a problem. Now you tell me that you and your wife have been screwing her? And I’m supposed to believe that my affairs are confidential between just me and you and no one else?”
“You are covered by client/lawyer privilege. You’re right, we’ve had this discussion before. It’s a small office and Jan handles a lot of the routine BS for me. Of course she knows all about your business affairs, but it’s all privileged information. She can’t use anything against you that she learns through my practice. Can’t you see the beauty of that? Whatever she discovers, she can’t use! No court would allow it. You are much better off with her working for me as a paralegal. No matter what she might come at you for, it’s hopelessly tainted.”
“You’re going to send me a bill for all this, aren’t you?” I commented suspeciously.
“Depends on you, Kirby. You want to talk law or do you want to talk about pussy?”
“I take it talking pussy is cheaper,” I dourly replied.
“Whoever said pussy was cheap?” I had to laugh at his audaciousness. “Look around, Kirby. Tell me what you see?” I looked about at the naked folks going about as if being naked in public was normal… of course here it was normal.
“I see a lot of naked people.”
“Exactly! All shapes and sizes and ages, right?”
“Yeah.”
“Look over there. No, out there!” he said pointing outside to a bare young teenager in all her glory. “Now if her parents sent you a picture of her like that over the internet, both you and they could go to jail. But here, in the flesh… it’s all quite legal; the looking that is. Oh, look, there’s another one!” Sure enough the was another girl, no more than fourteen walking by sucking on a popsicle. “You suppose she’s practicing?” Bert joked.
Then pointing at my erection he blurted out, “Better hide that thing! Around here they don’t take kindly to demonstrations of that sort.” Of course he was loud enough that several people turned to look our way. Sitting on my towel, I had nothing to disguise my condition. Seeing me squirm, Bert kept it up by pointing out a particularly buxom babe a few feet away and asking, “Wouldn’t you love to wallow in those tits?”
“Keep it down, will you!”
“You’re the one who needs to keep it down,” he laughed.
Trying to change the subject and get some straightforward answers from Bert, I asked him, “Okay, what I want to know is, why is Jan here and why are you here?”
“That’s easy. See, I was talking about a vacation on St. Martin. Jan thought it might be a problem if two women came with one man. I didn’t see the problem, but Jan did and said she wasn’t going. Then Jan showed Freda your ad, and Freda showed me and we suddenly had a way to get Jan to come with us. She would go with “PussyLuver”, that way Freda and I could still screw her whenever we wanted. Jan thought that “PussyLuver” was a creep. I said, ‘How would you know if you haven’t met him.’ ‘I just know,’ she said. So, Freda suggested to Jan that she meet PussyLuver here where we would be close by in case Jan wanted to get the hell out. So, we’re here today so that you and Jan could meet.”
As implausible as that scenario would seem, I knew it was more or less the truth. JanX did ask PussyLuver to meet her here. I was about to ask for more details when a young woman in her early twenties came and sat in the empty bar stool next to me.
Bert leaned over me and said, “Honey, you’ve got great tits.” She smiled and thrust her chest out. Bert bought her a drink and flirted with her until her boyfriend showed up. With the young woman heading off hand in hand with Adonis, Bert asked me, “You suppose he fucks her?”
“I suppose he does.”
“You suppose he’s the only one she fucks?”
“I really wouldn’t know,” I answered.
Bert leaned into me and said, “Sex is not allowed here out in the open, but in private… there’s lots and lots of sex. That little girl sucking on the popsicle? A few weeks ago I stumbled upon her going to town on some kid’s dick out in the bushes. Of course kids under eighteen are supposed to be strictly supervised by their parents, but what constitutes ‘strict supervision’ is entirely left to the parent’s discretion.”
“Now, what do you say that we find the girls, Freda and Jan, and go get some lunch?”
“I don’t know if Jan would want to have lunch with me,” I replied.
“There’s only one way to find out,” he replied. Signaling the barkeep, Bert settled his tab using his member number and we were on our way, the three scotches having taken the edge off for me.
Bert had no problem finding and signaling the girls to come join us. Jan was clearly ill at ease as we were seated at the lakeside restaurant by a naked hostess, and she remained ill at ease throughout lunch without hardly saying a word or making eye contact with me. Freda, on the other hand, was feeling frisky, fresh and risqué... she was also running her bare foot up my leg and rubbing my bare thigh with a hand under the table while resting her incredible boobs on the table. I was hoping that she’d accidently brush her hand against my vulnerable organ, but tantalizingly close was as close as she actually got.
Lunch was surprisingly good. Bert made some excuse that he needed to get something and had us all follow him to his RV. RV’s never held a particular charm for me as I would prefer getting a nice hotel room and not worry about the upkeep, maintenance, etc. Still, Bert’s RV was impressive in its size and luxurious appointment. We were all inside and I was standing around checking out the super deluxe bus when Bert said, “Okay, Jan. Time to pay up.”
Jan replied, “Oh, Bert! You can’t be serious!”
“Yes, I am serious. A bet is a bet. In fact, a bet is a verbal contract, freely entered upon by two parties. Conditions of the contract were simple and quite specific. You lost, you pay.”
“Bet? What bet?” I asked.
“Jan said that PussyLuver would be a creep. I said he wouldn’t and that she, we needed to meet him. So we made a bet. Jan, tell Kirby what the bet was.”
“Please, Bert!” my ex pleaded. I must admit I enjoyed seeing her twisting in the wind almost as much as I was enjoying seeing her nude again.
“The bet was that if PussyLuver was a creep, I’d pay her a two hundred dollar bonus. If PussyLuver wasn’t a creep… you want to tell him, Jan?” Jan looked pale and was hiding her face. “If PussyLuver wasn’t a creep and if Freda and I liked him, and well, she was going to be fucking him on St. Martin, so the bet was... she had to give PussyLuver a blowjob… Here… Today.”
He turned back to my ex-wife. “Time to pay up, Jan , so… on your knees, whore!”
“I’m not going to St. Martin!” Jan protested fiercely.
“The hell you aren’t! Now, a deal is a deal. Get to sucking!” To my surprise, Jan sank to her knees.
“Bert, please…” she implored.
“It’s not like you’ve never sucked Kirby off, is it?”
“No, it’s just that…”
“He’s very well aware that you left him to be a whore, so be a whore.”
Jan looked up at me with a pleading expression, “Kirby, it wasn’t like that. I just wanted… I don’t know… I…”
“You wanted to be whore, and now you are a whore. My whore!” interjected Bert. “C’mon, be a good whore and suck the man's dick!”
Jan glared up at him. I expected Bert to have a stern authoritative expression, but he was just grinning down at her and making what can only be described as stupid faces, playful stupid faces while he fondled himself. Getting nowhere with Bert, Jan turned back to me. I expected her to plea with me again, but instead she gently took my cock in her hand, looked up at me and kissed the head of my dick. I had grown more or less immune to the flagrant nudity at this point and was more astonished at what was taking place than aroused, but with Jan looking at me and licking my dick, that changed in a heartbeat.
She ran her tongue up and down my shaft, kissing first my left and then my right testicle. With her left hand, she slowly stroked my erection while laving her tongue over my balls.
“Holy ta molely,” I muttered as Jan quickly brought me to a full erection. Then she mouthed my entire glans and I became so hard it almost hurt. Almost hurt… actually it felt exquisite as she opened her full fleshy lips and took more of my length into the warm wetness of her mouth. When she had half of me in her mouth, she clamped her lips tight about my shaft and caressed me with her tongue before sucking it to the root. Damn… I’d almost forgotten how good she was with her mouth and tongue. Slowly she sucked back up to the head while massaging my balls, then she began sliding my cock in and out of her wet mouth until slobbering drool began running down her chin and dripping onto her generous naked tits.
She was putting on quite the slut show and when I glanced over at Bert, I saw that he had a raging hard-on too. From the look on his face it was obvious that he was really into shit like this.
Suddenly Freda shoved Jan off my cock and took me into her mouth, her big tits mashed up against my thighs. Jan merely turned halfway and attached her sucking maw onto Bert’s dick. I don’t know which was more exciting at the moment, having Bert’s bosomy wife suck my dick while he was watching or me watching my ex-wife sucking Bert’s dick. Never in my wildest fantasies did I ever imagine this scenario. Jan really went to town on Bert’s cock, sucking it deep and then wiping her entire face with it before sucking it down to the root again.
As much fun as it was watching my slutty ex-wife suck dick, my attention was centered on what Freda was doing, caressing the length of my shaft with her supple lips, taking long strokes, and flicking her tongue against the soft underside of my glans when she reached it. She sucked me like that for a long, wonderful time. Looking down at the red-headed woman servicing me, who had all the slutty looks of a model for “Jugs” magazine, I could see her large tits jiggling about, and I could also see that she was busy playing with herself as she fellated me. Then to my surprise, the fingers that she was diddling herself with shot up between my legs and her middle finger speared my asshole.
I yelped and tried to move away, but I was pressed up against a bulkhead, besides she held me in place with her mouth as well as her invading finger and I had no choice to but accept being anally molested. As uncomfortable as it was at first, it quickly became strangely pleasurable. I looked over to see Bert’s reaction, but he was too busy at the moment holding Jan by a fistful hair while he shot several wads of cum onto her face and into her open mouth.
Having finished with her for the moment, Bert shoved Jan back to me. Freda yielded, pulling her finger from my butt. Jan immediately sucked in my dick, fresh from Freda’s mouth and resumed her slobbering blowjob, looking up at me with her hair askew, great globs of cum coating her face and with foamy saliva dripping from her chin. What a slut! It was also apparent that she was really into this! And to think that the entire time we were married, I never suspected the the magnitude of the inner slut within her, waiting to be released
If this is what she wanted, why didn’t she just say so? Instead she walked out on me only explaining that she wanted to have some fun. Of course if she’d been more specific, I would have blown a gasket, as was I up to my ears keeping my business afloat and not at all open to the idea of passing her around and letting some other guy fuck her. But... that was then and this is now. She isn’t my wife now, she’s my ex and she’s a wanton whore if there ever was one.
I relaxed and blew my load into her pleasuring mouth and watched as she greedily gulped it down. My cock slowly emerged until she let the head slip from her sultry lips. She rocked back on her heels, grinned up at me and the rose up off her knees. Bert grabbed her and mashed his lips into hers, smearing his cum onto his face as his tongue probed into her freshly spermed mouth. Breaking the creamy kiss, he manhandled her onto the dinette table. A moment later he held her legs lewdly open to me.
“C’mere, Kirby. Look how wet she is! She loves shit like this, don’cha, whore?” I don’t know if she replied or anything, as my attention was focused on the clean shaven lips of her leaking pussy... I hadn’t ever seen her shaved before. She was wet, very wet! The aroma of her arousal drifted upward to fill my nostrils. “You want to eat her out before or after I fuck her?”
I felt fingernails lightly trail across my bare back and then felt pillowy tits press against me as Freda whispered, “Eat her pussy, Kirby. Make the whore squeal!” I really didn’t need any encouragement at that point and I dove head first between my ex’s sprayed legs, wallowing my face in the wet folds her pussy, the pussy that was once my exclusive playground.
Eating Jan’s pussy, I was bent over at the waist. I felt something wet, like a wash rag being swiped up my butt crack and then felt my ass cheeks being pried apart. As Bert’s thighs were pressed against my shoulder and his hands occupied holding Jan’s leg’s open, I surmised that Freda was going to finger fuck me again. To my surprise, I felt the warmth of her mouth on my anus and felt her probing with her tongue! No one had ever done that to me before and believe me, it’s quite the experience to be rimmed. I was so engrossed on what I was doing to Jan and what Freda was doing to me that never noticed the erection growing against my shoulder. What a raunchy pair my lawyer and his randy wife turned out to be!
I was happily slurping up Jan’s tasty juices and enjoying my backdoor treat when Bert nudged my face to the side with his hairy hip. Then just inches from my ex’s pussy, I watched as Bert’s stiff prick disappeared between her folds and into the depths of her pussy. I didn’t stick around to watch, or at least from that close range; besides, Freda was tugging down on my hips and deftly guided me onto the floor. There I was, flat on my back and looking up at Bert’s hairy butt pumping into Jan. My attention was immediately distracted from Bert fucking Jan to the humongous tits that were now before me as Freda lowered herself on my jutting prong. Her smooth outer labia bulged to accept my width and her inner lips clung to the sides of my shaft as she began sliding her hot hungrily clasping cunt up and down my renewed erection. Bracing herself with her hands on my shoulders, she gave me a fucking to remember.
Reaching up, I grabbed as much tit as possible and still had enough left over for another six or eight handfuls… Jessum Pete, they were huge! As big as her breasts were (EE’s), her pussy was nice and tight as she was very fit and kept her body toned. Her velvety cunt was not only nice and snug, but she had great muscle control and squeezed my dick like a milking machine. Despite having just blown a load down Jan’s throat just minutes before, it didn’t take Freda’s rippling cunt long to prime my pump.
Not wanting to be selfish, I released a fat tit and went for her clit. With her labia stretched around the girth of my dick, her clit was prominent, poking out obscenely, making an easy target to grab between my fingers. From her bitch-in-heat expression I could tell that she really liked that. Wow! What a fuck! While I pinched her clit she went wild, gyrating as well as rising and falling up and down on my engorged cock while her vaginal muscles continued their milking, rhythmic contraction and squeezing, until I felt that I would explode in her at any moment from the delicious pressure. I struggled to hold back as long as possible and mercifully, she climaxed first.
Her green eyes rolled back in her head as her strongly muscled vagina clamped down hard, juicily and rhythmically on my cock in the most exhilarating of contractions. I heard her utter a long, breathless moan as she bucked and writhed above me in the throes of her climax. Not willing nor able to withstand it any longer I cried out as my prostate violently contracted. An out-of-control rush exploded through me, my penis jerked as white-hot ejaculate erupted from me and into my lawyer’s wife. I too closed my eyes tightly and rode the waves of pleasure flowing from my penis as I flooded her cunt with my seed.
Our most pleasurable coupling completed, Freda sort of melted on top of me as we both gasped for breath. For me it was easily one of the best cums in my life, for Freda… hell, she enjoyed it too.
As my senses began to return to normal, I suddenly became aware of lurid sounds emanating from just above my head, wet, squishy sounds, slapping sounds and the wailing sounds of a hot slut in heat. Languorously I watched Bert pounding into Jan, his backside glistening with sweat, his ass a blur, her shapely legs draped over his broad shoulders and her toes curled tightly. Momentarily his motions became erratic and his buttocks clinched. I knew that he was cumming, shooting his spermy semen into the mother of my children. Bert staggered back, letting Jan’s legs slide off his shoulders and flop towards the ground. He turned to me slightly and I saw a string of jism dangling from the tip of his dick, then grinning, he spread her legs open to give me a view of her pussy, the lips swollen and red, with his essence leaking from her. Oh, yeah, Bert and Freda were a raunchy pair to be sure, but so was my once proper ex-wife. I had fallen in with Bohemians who made my sex life during college look like high school follies.
“You want some of this whore?” he said to me.
“Yeah, but later,” I managed.
“You’ve got it PussyLuver. Her ass belongs to me and you can fuck her whenever you want. That’s why she’s here today, to be fucked. Besides, you two need to mend fences for St. Martin.” It struck me then just how much things had changed. Just this morning, before I ran into them in the pool, I had assumed Jan’s relationship with Bert was just employee/employer, even perhaps casual friends. Then I discovered that Jan was sexually involved with Bert and his big titted wife. It was now obvious to me that Jan’s relationship with Bert and Freda was more than just the third leg of a mélange de trios. It was as if Bert now owned her as his personal fuck toy and sex slave. She was their slut. Such a relationship was hard for me to imagine as I thought I knew Jan and I thought I knew Bert. I knew nothing.
Bert sauntered over to the countertop and pulled a couple of bottles from a cabinet. He mixed the girls Cuba Libras and poured a Glen Livet on the rocks for himself and me. Freda had me on one sofa, encouraging me to play with her tits while Bert and Jan sat on another sofa opposite.
“Open your legs and let Kirby see your nasty cunt,” he told Jan. Jan got indignant and refused to cooperate. “I said, open your legs,” he repeated.
“No!” she shot back maintaining her dignity.
Bert took her drink from her and set it along with his drink on a shelf behind the sofa. He grabbed her and positioned her like a ragdoll over his lap. His big hand came up and “Crack!”
Jan’s head shot upward and she yelped as a red handprint began to show on her tanned butt. “Crack!”
“Owwww! Don’t, Bert!”
“Crack!”
“Oh, that hurts! It hurts!
“Crack!”
“Oh owww wow wow! No…”
“Crack!” Jan made quite a racket and I’m sure than any passerby would have heard her wailing. I must admit that I enjoyed seeing her being spanked. It was both erotic and very gratifying. “Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack!” Bert soon had her entire butt glowing crimson. “Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack!”
He stopped spanking and rubbing Jan’s ass, looked over at Freda. “Go get her butt plug,” he instructed. Freda jumped up, disappeared momentarily in the back and returned with a pink double tapered butt plug of the sort I had only seen before on the internet. While Freda greased it up with lube, I had a chance to appreciate the diameter of the thing. Surely Bert wasn’t going to shove that thing up Jan’s ass! He didn’t. He spread open her ass checks while Freda shoved it up her ass. To my surprise, Jan didn’t cry out or anything, she was… used to it?
Bert sat her upright and they began making out like two teenagers at a drive-in movie except that they were already naked. I watched in amazement as he mauled her tits and she toyed with his dick. I didn’t get to watch for very long as my vision was blocked by the looming mass of one of Freda’s freckled fun bags as she presented it to me for sucking. I traced the outline of one of her large rosy aureoles with my tongue and felt it immediately become pebbled as the rubbery nipple swelled and then projected between my lips. I sucked and chewed on the fat bud until Freda shuddered in delight, then she presented me her other nipple for similar attention. When her nips became too sensitive, she pulled away and lay back on the sofa, lewdly spreading her legs open.
I had a good idea what she wanted and I was eager to please. Maneuvering between her splayed thighs, I happened to glance over to the other sofa. Jan was leaning over, sucking Bert’s dick again while he sat watching his wife and me. Glancing down, I saw that her cunt was glistening with the juices from our earlier coupling. I wasn’t too eager to eat her at that moment and not ready to fuck, so I choose to slide up and offer her my flaccid dick. With no hesitation, Freda slurped in my limp organ and began sucking it. Squatting over his wife’s face, I turned to look back at Bert. Oh, yeah, he was really into this shit!
Freda tightened her lips around me and pulled back, sucking so hard her cheeks caved in, stretching my softie like it was a rubber band, then releasing it to snap back to its diminished state. She did that several times until my dick wasn’t quite so elastic anymore. She abandoned my semi-erection and went for my balls, kissing first my left and then my right testicle. With her left hand, she slowly stroked my erection as she laved her tongue over my balls. Once again she
suffused my cock with the warmth of her mouth. The feel of her hot, moist mouth engulfing the length of my throbbing tool and the feel of her wiggling tongue sliding along the sensitive underside while her husband watched, was intensely erotic.
On the narrow sofa it was a bit awkward, but I was so enjoying pumping my cock into Freda’s mouth that the action just few feet away was forgotten. But not for long. Bert clasped my shoulder and said, “Let’s take these two cunts in back for a good fucking.” Well, this was his party, I suppose, so I pulled my dick from his wife’s mouth and dismounted her chest. Helping Freda up from the sofa, I followed Bert and my ex-wife into the back of the plush RV.
Jan crawled up on the king size bed and Freda lay down beside her. I immediately mounted Freda’s chest and she wrapped her big boobs around my dick for a titty fuck. But that’s not what Bert had in mind. Next thing I knew, I was flat on my back and Jan sank down on my dick. Bert pushed her forward so that she was essentially lying on top of me… not that I minded. Then I saw that Bert had something in his hand… a dildo; smooth and torpedo shaped. He then straddled my legs on his knees. Freda handed him a bottle of Astroglide and he greased it up.
Jan moaned and bit into my shoulder as he pulled the butt plug from her as and replaced it with the dildo up her ass. I felt it going up inside her and then he switched the damned thing on! Holy smokes! I could feel it vibrating through the walls of Jan’s vagina! Jan’s motions, which had been subdued up to that point, became anything but subdued. Her hips seem to go into overdrive as punched her cunt up and down on my cock, meanwhile Bert was working the buzzing toy in and out of her ass. Then abruptly he stopped, pulling the vibrator free and discarding it. To my utter astonishment, he pressed into her backside and I felt his cock go up her ass!
Jan and I had done some anal back when the boys were young, but we didn’t do it very often. But now… she seemed very much into it. And way that she seemed to go into orgasm the moment the DP began, she seemed very much into that too. Had she changed or was this what she had in mind as “having some fun”? Of course I wasn’t thinking about that at the time, as I was blown away with entire scene. Whoever this JanX whore was, it certainly wasn’t the Jan who had shared my bed for so many years.
Bert fucked her hard and she seemed to enjoy every thrust from both cocks. I heard Bert growl something about her needing a dick to suck on and suddenly there was plenty of room for my dick. He bounced up and I saw Freda taking his place, the red strap-on on cock she wore looked huge. Abruptly Jan’s pussy was incredibly tight once again as Freda rammed the big dildo fully up Jan’s ass. I was still trying to get my head around what was taking place when Bert straddled my head. Looking up between his hairy legs I could see his balls dangling near my face and saw his cock. He grabbed Jan by the hair and lifted her head to his cock.
Then, up close… way too close, I saw his dick, fresh from her ass, disappear into her mouth...the funky odor! It was then that I noticed the throbbing pain in my shoulder where Jan had been biting the hell out me. The pain was soon forgotten as Bert settled in for a mouth fucking and as he did so, his balls settled around the bridge of my nose! That was bad enough, but as he mouth-fucked Jan, his balls and sack were rubbed up and down my face.
I tried to dislodge myself, but with all three of them either straddling me or pinned on top of me, all I managed to do was turning my head so that Bert’s balls weren’t in my eyes or over my mouth, and instead just rubbed against the side of my face and against my ear. But with Jan’s pussy contracting violently around my dick, the feel of Freda’s dildo rubbing my dick through Jan’s ass, and the feel of Freda’s hand trust between my legs and massaging my nuts, I really didn’t get too upset with the teabagging… how could I with my own balls about to boil over?
Unable to control any aspect of what was happening during my first ever four-way (or three way for that fact) I merely let my balls take charge and with a muffled gunt, I pumped a load into Jan’s slutty twat. I suppose Freda’s hand felt me pulsing, as she soon withdrew the dildo from Jan’s butt as my cock wilted in place. That left me to concentrate on my head once I began regaining some senses after blowing my wad. Now I wanted Bert’s balls out of my face and I wanted them gone now! Magically, as if I had willed it with telepathy, Bert’s balls were lifted from the side of my face. I turned to look upward. That was a mistake, for at that very moment, Bert pulled his cock from Jan’s sucking maw and ejaculated onto her face… gravity did the rest. Fortunately I did manage to turn my head away again, just in time.
When we finally untangled and I escaped from the bottom of the pile, Bert took one look at the cum on my cheek and began to apologize profusely. The fact that he was laughing his ass off at the same time only proved his utter insincerity. Still, what’s done was done and as I really didn’t think he did it on purpose, I kept my temper in check and laughed it off too. How naïve! Fucking lawyers!
To be continued...
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