Separate Vacations

  by RLM

  The lights were low, the live band was excellent, and the
drinks delicious and strong.  All of these were trademarks of
Richard's Club where Kent and Raquel Korting were enjoying an
evening out with their very good, long-time friends, Steve and
Darla Laurent.  Kent and Steve both worked with the same firm,
Steve as a production engineer and Kent as assistant sales
manager.  Darla taught English at the community junior college
while Raquel was an executive assistant in one of the city's most
prestigious law firms.

  The two couples were in their mid-thirties, and each had an
upscale life style due in large measure to their excellent
combined incomes.  Kent and Raquel's two children, Carol 14 and
Hal 8, were enrolled at the same private academy as Steve and
Darla's children, also a girl and a boy, Sherry and Bill, about
the same ages as the Korting's kids.  Both couples owned two
cars.  The Korting's were partial to Japanese cars, so they had a
Lexus and a Camry.  the Laurent's preferred German-made
automobiles like the Mercedes and the Passat they drove.

  The couples lived close, but not in the same neighborhood. 
Each of their homes were large, spacious, and beautifully
furnished. Neither could have been purchased for less than
$400,000. Everything was going extremely well, or so it seemed. 
But nothing is ever perfect.  In fact, if it were, human beings
would always find some way to make it less so.

  But on this particular Saturday night, both couples were having
a great time as the liquor flowed and they enjoyed each other's
company. ------------------------------------

  "Where do you and Kent plan to vacation this year?" Darla
inquired of Raquel.

  "Who the hell knows.  I can't get a decision out of Kent.  He
says "anything is fine with me".. and also..  "anything you want
to do is ok with me".   He says stuff like that every year, so I
have to make the decisions, and of course, whatever I decide ends
up not pleasing him so much."

  In defense, Kent commented, "It's not nearly as bad as Raquel
makes it out to be.  She picks really nice spots to visit and
things to do.  It's just that we've been married a long time and
have done most of these things already.  It's not her fault. Just
the way things are.  How about the two of you?  Where are you
planning to go?"

  "We're not sure either", said Steve.  "I suggested Vegas, but
Darla thinks the place is depraved.  She has shown a preference
for Hawaii, Oahu.. Honolulu.  But like the two of you, we've gone
to sea shores many times.  I think I would probably be bored
after a short time.  But, who knows, I might end up being very
surprised."

  Since no one was sure about their vacation plans, the
conversation drifted to other topics.  Steve and Kent ended up
talking about business and office politics while Raquel and Darla
discussed their children and the aggravations of their respective
jobs.  Finally, Kent tired of listening to the engineering
problems that Steve was having, so he turned to Raquel and asked
his wife if she would like to dance.  When she declined, he tried
Darla.

  "How about you, Darla.  Care to take a chance with me out on
the dance floor?"

  Breaking into a wide grin, she said, "Love to!  How can I turn
down such an invitation from a handsome man."

  Kent was blushing when Darla rose out of her chair.  Somewhat
flustered, he turned to Steve.  "Is it ok?  You mind if I dance
with your wife?"

  "Of course I don't mind.  Have fun.  But if you two decide to
go outside for something more than dancing, be sure to let Raquel
and I know.  We might want to watch."

  Now it was Darla's turn to blush.  For her part, Raquel just
grinned and shook her head.

  The music was slow and the lights on the dance floor dim as
they generally were at Richard's.  The idea was to encourage
couples to dance in a close embrace and thereby create the
atmosphere of intimacy and sensuality that was the club's
trademark.  Kent didn't mind in the least making his contribution
to this intimacy.  Apparently, Darla felt the same way judging
from the easy way she moved into his arms and pressed her body
against Kent's.

  Kent's arms circled her waist and gently pressed them together.
It was like an sensuous shock wave going through his body when he
felt Darla's firm, 36DD breasts thrusting against his chest.  It
quickly became difficult for Kent to concentrate on the music and
move to the beat.  The sensations created by her body undulating
against his were giving him an erection.  He knew some women with
larger tits, but none that were as firm as Darla's.  Men simply
could not keep their eyes off her.  And now, those cannons were
crushed against his chest.

  Halfway through the song, when they were on the far side of the
dance floor, Darla moved even closer until they were dancing
cheek-to-cheek.  Kent had an overwhelming urge to drop his hands
onto her ass so he could feel the full swells of her buttocks.
The thought of doing that and pressing her mound against his
prick was giving him a raging hard-on.  He wondered if she was
aware of his problem.  A moment later, he got his answer.

      "Mmmmmm... I love that.  Steve never gets hard when he
dances with me."

  Kent's face flushed with a combination of male pride and
embarrassment.  "I'm sorry.  You feel so incredible, I can't help
it."

  "I'm glad.  I would really hate it if you could help it. 
What's making it so hard?"

  Kent whispered softly in her ear.  "You know what's making it
hard."

  "Tell me!  I want to hear it."

  "Your big, firm tits crushed against my chest and moving back
and forth as we dance.  It's all I can do to keep from....  eh..
you know."

  "What?"

  "Sliding my hands down your body to your ass and pulling you
against me."

  "Are you going to do it?"

  "No.  I can't.  My wife is watching."

  "And if she weren't here?"

  "What do you think?"

  "Mmmmmmmmmmm...."

  "I don't know how I'm going to get off this dance floor back to
the table without having everyone know that I'm hard as stone.
I'll have to walk behind you."

  "Women have a big advantage in that area."

  "How's that?"

  Darla moved even closer and whispered in Kent's ear.  "They
can't tell how wet you have me right now."
------------------------------------

  Raquel was sullen after Kent and Darla returned to their table.
"The bastard", she thought.  "Just because Darla has those big
tits, he acts like a school boy around her.  You'd think the man
had never seen a woman's tits before the way he acts.  School
boys have more control than he does."

  For his part, Steve wasn't angry, but he was surprised.  He was
always surprised when other men got excited over his wife's tits.
 "After all", he thought.  "Tits are just tits.  All women have
them.  Some are just bigger than others."  He tried to remember
the last time he had gotten an erection from seeing his wife's
tits, naked or clothed.  "There must have been a time, but I
can't remember it", he thought to himself.

  Kent's erection had subsided, and he was busy wondering what
kind of tirade he would face when Raquel got him home.  "Oh well.
 It was worth it." he concluded.

  Darla was still flushed with excitement.  She had gotten wet,
really wet.  So much so, she realized that even her inner thighs
were damp.  A variety of thoughts raced through her mind:  "It's
too bad I can't excite Steve like that.  He hardly seems aware of
my big chest any longer.  I wonder if he's losing his sex drive?"

  Aloud, Darla commented, "Since none of us can decide where we
want to go on vacation, maybe we should consider taking a
vacation together.  Maybe if we were all together, the vacation
would be a lot more fun.  What do you all think?"

  "I think that is worth considering", said Kent.  "We could all
think about it and next week discuss where we might go and what
we might do."

  The conversation between Kent and Darla continued along this
line with Raquel agreeing with most of the ideas.  At one point,
she suggested that we might pick a place where we could swim, go
boating, have some nice restaurants and shopping areas, maybe a
golf course for the guys, and some night clubs with live
entertainment.  "Sounds pretty good to me." she said.

  Kent and Darla picked up the idea and expanded on it.  Darla
suggested a few places that might provide all those things.  As
they discussed it, Raquel suddenly realized that Steve hadn't
said a single word, pro or con, about her idea.  He seemed to be
in a trance.  Certainly, he was paying no attention to anything
being said.

  When Raquel looked at his eyes, she realized why Steve wasn't
paying attention.  He was far more interested in her legs and
thighs than in any discussion about vacation locations. Suddenly,
she lost interest in the conversation as well.  "Let Kent and
Darla sort it out", she thought.

  With her legs crossed the way they were, Raquel knew he was
getting an excellent view of a generous expanse of her thigh,
maybe even above her stocking tops.  "I wonder how much he can
see?" The thought made her pussy throb.

  There was no way her 34B tits could compete with Darla's, but
her legs were another story.  She knew from experience that all
she had to do to turn men's heads was cross her legs and let her
dress ride up her thighs.  When they were dating, Kent had been
wild over her legs.  Now, however, he didn't even notice.  Right
now was a perfect example.  Steve's eyes were glued to her legs
and thigh.  Kent was too busy discussing vacation sites and
looking at Darla's big milkers.  "Real men like legs", she
thought.  "Little boys are hung up on tits."

  As she watched him, Steve's eyes left her legs and rose to meet
her gaze.  She smiled knowingly, but he didn't look away.
Instead, he returned her smile with one of his own, and then,
slowly, ran his tongue over his lips and lowered his gaze to her
exposed thigh.  Excitement surged through Raquel, and she felt
her throbbing pussy creaming her thighs.  "Oh my god!  He wants
me to know that he's looking at my legs...ooohhhh yesss!"

  Stealing a quick look at her husband, she saw that he was
engrossed in the discussion of possible vacations with Darla. "If
Darla can press those big tits against my husband", she thought,
"I certainly am entitled to let her husband see more of my legs."

  With that rationalization, she pulled her skirt higher on her
thighs.  Steve smiled his appreciation.  She pulled it higher,
and thrilled when she noticed him trying to adjust his pants to
accommodate his surging penis.

  "Oh you hot dirty slut...  you're giving him a hard-on..  and
your husband and his wife are sitting just a few feet away and
you're getting him hard."

  Raquel pressed her thighs tightly together.  The pressure on
her clitoris caused it to throb.  If she moved her thighs just a
little..  back and forth..  and squeezed them just a little
tighter... she knew she would cum.  The sight of Steve's hand on
his large bulge was driving her wild.

      She looked away from him momentarily and made some
meaningless comment about a possible vacation in Jamaica.  Later
she couldn't remember anything she said.  Her mind was
elsewhere... between her legs and on Steve's crotch to be more
precise.  Settling back in her chair, Raquel uncrossed her legs.
Steve leaned forward in his chair.

  She knew he wanted her to open her legs wider... he was
waiting, his eyes boring between her knees... waiting... She
could hardly breathe..  her legs were spreading.. almost as if
they had a mind of their own..  wider.

      She could almost feel his eyes boring in between her legs..
searching the darkness near the tops of her hose, trying to see
her panties and the moistness beneath.  Her eyes closed
involuntarily; her mouth opened slightly.  She felt an
overwhelming urge to extend her tongue and lick her top lip, but
Kent and Darla couldn't fail to notice that.  And Darla would
know in an instant what it meant.

  Steve was having as many difficulties as Raquel.  Her cock had
surged to full erection.  He had to lean forward in his chair and
keep his arms folded across his lap to conceal the iron bar that
felt like it might rip the front of his pants open.

  Raquel saw him trying to conceal the fact that he was hard,
very hard.  The more he struggled to conceal it, the harder her
pussy throbbed.  She could already feel the wetness coating her
inner thighs.  She knew should stop, but she just couldn't. 
Steve wanted to see her panties, and she wanted him to see them.
Her legs opened a bit wider.  It still wasn't enough.  She put
her ankle on knee.  The position spread her wide open.

  Steve's eyes opened wider at the hot sight of the soaked
panties.  He even thought he could see the slit of her cunt
through them.  Every time he looked between Raquel's legs, his
cock surged and jerked.

  Raquel couldn't stop.  But at that moment, her husband spoke.

  "Jamaica is a great idea, Honey.  Let's get some literature.
Check out the hotels, the night life, the beaches, the prices,
restaurants, and all that stuff.  What does everyone think?"

      Kent's voice broke the spell.  She smiled, nodded her
agreement, and, at the same time, closed her legs.  But not
before Darla had seen how she was sitting.

  Now it was Darla's turn to be angry.  "Just because her legs
are better than mine, she sits there like a slut with everything
exposed.  That SOB husband of mine hasn't looked at my legs like
that in years."

  Kent was, of course, unconcerned that Steve had seen his wife's
legs.  After all, he sees her legs every day.  "What's the big
deal?  Legs are just legs.  All women have them", he thought to
himself. --------------------------------

  Later that night as Kent and Raquel were getting undressed for
bed in total silence, Kent felt he needed to say something, to
apologize to his wife.

  "Honey.  I'm really sorry about tonight."

      Raquel, who had been thinking about her behavior with Steve
and how hot she had gotten, was surprised.  "Why?  What are you
sorry about?"

  "You know.  Dancing with Darla.  I just wanted to dance. 
That's all.  You weren't interested, and I asked Darla without
giving it much thought."

  "Well, you certainly took full advantage of the situation,
didn't you?"

      "Yeah.  I'm sorry.  I just got turned on when I felt those
huge tits against my chest.  It won't happen again.  I promise."

  "You don't need to promise me that you won't respond as a man
when a woman shoves her tits into your chest.  I would be worried
if you didn't."

  "That's very understanding, and I really appreciate it, but
I'll try to avoid that type of situation in the future."

  Raquel thought about confessing her indiscretions at Richard's
that night, but what she had done had been so slutty, so totally
whorish, and oh so exciting, she felt it was better to remain
silent.  However, a half hour later, she was still unable to get
to sleep.

      She listened to Kent's steady breathing beside her.  He was
sound asleep, but her excited pussy wouldn't let her sleep. Being
careful not to wake her husband, she spread her legs and moved
her hand onto her sex.  The fact that it was slick and wet with
her secretions did not surprise her.  She had been feeling the
wetness on her thighs ever since that evening in the club.

  There was no way she could resist.  Her fingers moved to strip
back the hood covering her clit, but she found the swollen shaft
already protruding, erect and stiff with her excitement.  Her
finger touched its sensitive tip, and instantly the organ
contracted in a hard spasm causing it to momentarily retreat back
into its protective hood.  The surge of pleasure forced her hips
to thrust upward.

      Sandwiching the throbbing shaft between the middle and ring
fingers of her right hand, she squeezed gently.  Her vagina
throbbed in response.  Each time she squeezed, her cunt
contracted.  She moved further to her side of the bed so she
could spread wider without touching her sleeping husband.

  Her fingers begin to move up and down her clit.  One intense
spasm of pleasure followed another.  Her hips lifted off the bed;
her thighs gaped open; her sex hole throbbed.

  As Raquel pleasured herself, she imagined that she was back in
Richard's Club, that Steve had his cock out, jacking off as she
spread herself for his viewing pleasure.  He wanted to fuck her,
to stick his huge steel-hard cock into her cunt... she rammed
three fingers into her pulsing hole and began to fuck herself.
There was no problem imagining that it was Steve's big prick
screwing her.

  She had teased him, let him look at her thighs, then at her
panties, and finally at her cunt.  Now the raging, excited male
was giving her what she deserved, what she wanted, what she
needed.  Her mind screamed... "OOOHHH... YES..  FUCK ME, STEVE.
FUCK THAT BIG HARD COCK UP MY CUNT... SCREW THE TEASING SLUT. 
CUM IN HER."

  Her clitoris exploded in a series of spastic contractions, each
one making it expand and then contract.. again and again..  her
cunt hole opened and closed at the same time.  Her secretions
gushed from her excited pussy as the intense climax engulfed her
body. -------------------------

      The situation at the Laurent household after returning from
the club that evening was somewhat different.  Instead of being
contrite about staring at Raquel's legs and panties, Steve was
still excited, his cock still semi-hard.  He wished it had lasted
longer, that he had been able to see more of her.  "God.. she's
sexy.. gorgeous.  I wish I had gotten to see her hot cunt", he
thought.

  Darla was also excited over the evening.  The way Kent's cock
had surged and throbbed against her belly and mound when she had
pressed her tits against him was thrilling.  And the way he had
told her that he wanted to do more.. to feel her ass.. to ram her
mound against his erection... OMG.. she had wanted it as much as
he did. She needed sex... NOW!

  "Did you enjoy the leg show Raquel was putting on for you this
evening?" she asked her startled husband.

  Steve recovered quickly.  He smiled that devilish smile that
she liked so much.  "Sure.  She has great legs.  Loved the
thigh-high stockings she had on too."

  "How do you know she was wearing thigh-highs?"

  "She showed me, what else?"

  Now it was Darla's turn to be startled.  "She let you see all
the way up to her stocking tops?"

      "Higher, Honey.  Higher."

      "How high?"  Darla's breath suddenly became deeper.  Her
tongue worked her top lip.

      "All the way to her panties.  I could almost make out her
wet slit."

  "That worthless Slut!"

  Steve chuckled.  "Look who's talking.  You were having a great
time turning Kent on with your big tits out on the dance floor.
You were enjoying it weren't you?"

      "Oh god Yes!"

  "Did he get hard?"

      "It felt like an iron spike against my mound and belly."

      "Did he say anything?"

  "He told me that he wanted to feel my ass and pull it against
his erection."

  "Did he?"

  "How could he.  Raquel was there watching."

  "What did you say when he told you that?"

  "Just what you imagine.  I told him to go ahead and do it. 
That I would love it."

  "You hot Bitch!"

  "You just can't imagine how hot, Stud.  And I bet you're still
hard thinking about seeing Raquel's cunt, aren't you?"

  "Very and even harder hearing about what happened on the dance
floor."

  "And what do you propose to do about it?"

  "I'm going to fuck my slutty wife's ass off."

  "Promises, promises!"

  A few minutes later, Darla was on her back in the center of the
bed, naked save for her heels.  She had started to take them off
as well, but Steve stopped her.  "Leave them on.  Slutty whores
always get fucked wearing their heels in bed."  She waited with
her legs up in the air, her heels pointed straight at the
ceiling.

  As Steve lowered his body into her waiting sex saddle, she was
amazed at how hard his cock was.  It stood rigid against his
belly, jerking back and forth, precum covering its tip.

  "Man.. You are HARD!  Oh fuck that big thing into me.  I can't
wait."

      Sliding his hands beneath her ass, Steve rammed himself
into his wife's cunt balls deep on the first stroke.  Darla's
loud grunt of female pleasure at the deep forceful penetration
excited them both to a fever pitch.

  "You hot dirty Slut...  Take it!" he screamed.

  "OOOOHHHHhhhh YES!  YES!  YES!  FUCK YOUR HOT WHORE.  GIVE IT
TO ME..  AAAHHHHHHHHHH... HARDER... HARDER..  UGH .. UGH.. 
UGH.."

      Steve's ass rose and fell between her gaping thighs.  Each
time he rammed his cock into her upturned cunt, her huge tits
jerked in response on her chest.  In moments, her tits were
bouncing wildly back and forth as she took the fierce fucking.

  The sounds of their coupling filled the room.  "WHOOMPFF..
WHOOMPFF.. WHOOMPFF.. WHOOMPFF.. WHOOMPFF.. WHOOMPFF.. "

  The sounds of his body thudding against her mixed with loud
female grunts of pleasure that accompanied every cock stroke.
"AAHH..  AAHH .. AAHH .. OOHHH ... OOHHH ... OOHHH..  UGH .. UGH
.. FUCK..  FUCK... FUCK.."

  It was too intense to last.  Neither of them could hold off.
Darla's cunt and clit were throbbing in near continuous orgasms.
"I can't hold it!" her husband gasped.

      "DON'T HOLD IT!  SHOOT IT INTO ME!  CUM IN MY CUNT..  PUMP
ME FULL, YOU HOT STUD!!"

  Darla came again when she felt her husband's sex gun firing
volley after volley of semen into her eagerly waiting cunt.
-----------------------------

  On Monday, Kent and Steve were having lunch in the dining room
their firm maintained for the employees.  Although just
sandwiches, they were always delicious.

  "Well, how did things go at your place after you got back from
the Club Saturday night?" Steve inquired.

  Kent shrugged and decided there was no point in lying.  "Not so
good.  Raquel was pissed off over my dancing with Darla.  I
apologized but it didn't help much."

  "Really?"  Steve was more than just a little surprised
considering Raquel's behavior with him at the club.  "Why do you
think she was angry just because you and Darla danced together?"

  "It wasn't the dancing.  I got really turned on by your wife's
breasts pressing against me.  Raquel knew it and was angry.
Anyway, how about you.  How did every thing go with Darla when
you got home?"

  "Fantastic!  And I do mean fantastic.  You got her incredibly
hot out there on the dance floor.  You need to tell me what you
did because I haven't been able to excite my wife like that for a
long time.  She was wild to get laid when we got home."

  "That's great.  Were you up to the challenge?"

  "No problem, good buddy, thanks to your sexy wife.  She had me
so turned on by showing off her legs, I was harder than I've been
in years.  Darla loved it and says to thank your wife for her."

  "Raquel showed her legs to you?"

  "Come on, Kent.  Don't get mad.  Darla rubbed her big tits all
over you, and I didn't object.  So Raquel returned the favor by
putting on a leg show for me."

  "I'm not mad, just turned on and curious.  How much did she let
you see?"

  Kent hesitated, unsure of how much to tell his friend. 
Finally, he just said, "All of it."

  "God.  What's all of it?  How much did she show you."

  "You really want to know?"

  "I'm so hard now I can hardly stand it.  How much?"

  "All the way to her very wet panties.  She spread really wide.
I could even see the slit of your wife's pussy through her
panties.  I thought for a moment that she was going to pull the
panties aside so I could really see her cunt, but you started
talking about the vacation, and she had to stop."

  Kent's cock was rigid inside his pants.  "I wonder why she was
so mad when we got home?"

  "Frankly, I doubt that she was.  She was probably wild for sex
but you didn't see it because you were too busy apologizing for
feeling my wife's tits.  Try again tonight."

  "I intend to.  Thanks." ------------------------------

  At the same time their husbands were having lunch and
discussing the events of the previous Saturday, Raquel and Darla
were doing the same thing at the local deli.

  "So did you get royally laid after you got home Saturday
night?" Darla asked her friend in a low whisper so others in the
cafe wouldn't hear.

  "Royally laid?  I didn't get laid at all!"

  "Why not?  I know that Kent was hard and hot when we left the
dance floor.  You should have gotten the benefit of all that."

  "I know, but I messed things up.  Kent apologized for feeling
you up on the dance floor.  I told him not to worry about it, but
he knew I had gotten angry in the club and thought I was still
mad at him."

  "So why didn't you set him straight?  Tell him about the leg
show you gave Steve.  That would have certainly lit his fires."

  "I should have, but I was embarrassed and didn't say a thing
about it.  I know he saw me doing it, but he was the perfect
gentleman and didn't mention it.  And to make things even worse,
I suggested that he went too far with you.  That got him to swear
he wouldn't do it again."

  "God.. and they say blondes are dumb?  So you froze him out and
didn't get any?"

  "Right.  We went to bed, but I was so hot and wet that I
couldn't get to sleep.  I kept hoping that Kent would think about
how slutty I was in the club, get mad, and fuck the crap out of
me.  But he didn't.  I ended up having to masturbate while he was
sleeping."

  "That's just too ridiculous for words!  Why didn't you wake him
up, suck his cock or something..  then tell him how hot you were
and beg him to fuck you?"

  "I should have!  Stupid, as you say.  I bet you got laid didn't
you?

  "Of course I got laid.  You had my husband's cock dripping with
your hot leg show.  And when I told him how hard Kent got feeling
my tits and how much he wanted to fuck me, he went absolutely
wild.  I haven't seen his cock that hard since the first time I
let him fuck me.  How much did you let him see anyway?"

  "Just about everything.  I spread enough for him to see my
panties and they were so wet, he probably could see through them.
 I was so hot, I was going to pull the panties aside for him, but
Kent started talking to me about vacations."

  "Wow!  No wonder he was crazy wild to get his cock into me. 
You really.. and I mean really..  got him hard as stone.  We
behaved like two hot sluts didn't we?"  Darla laughed softly as
she said it, Raquel smiled devilishly.

  "We certainly did.  I wish I could get Kent as hard as you got
him."

  "I had the same thought about Steve."

  The women lapsed into silence for several minutes as they ate
their salads.  Eventually, Raquel said, "Imagine how wonderful
the vacation would be if both of our husbands spent the whole
time as hard as they were last Saturday night.  We would
certainly be two well-fucked wives when we got back."

  "That's for sure!" Darla said in agreement.  Then a moment
later, she added, "Maybe there is a way we could arrange that."
------------------------

  The next Saturday evening, the two couples had dinner together
at an upscale steak house.  While having drinks as they waited to
be seated, the discussion turned to possible vacation sites.
After a week of talking and discussing possibilities, the two top
candidates were Jamaica and the Bahamas.

  The opinions among the four of them were very diverse.  They
had finished their drinks, had been seated, and were almost
finished with their dinners, but still no decision had been
reached. Finally, Steve volunteered a suggestion.

  "Look Everyone.  It's obvious that their are pros and cons to
both vacation sites.  It's also obvious that the guys have
different views from the girls.  Finally, it's obvious that no
one is going to have a very good time if the women aren't happy
with the choice.  So I suggest that Kent and I turn the decision
over to Darla and Raquel.  They choose and we agree to be happy
over whatever their choice happens to be.

  "Good idea", said Darla.  "But we know that as soon as we tell
you our decision, the two of you will start arguing about it.
It's not gonna work."

  "Don't tell us what you've decided." Kent commented.

  "What do you mean, don't tell you?" asked his wife.

  "Simple.  Don't tell us.  Both places are in the Caribbean so
the clothes we take are the same.  Just decide, get the plane
tickets, make the hotel reservations, and when the day arrives,
Steve and I will just accompany you two lovely ladies to the
airport and you can surprise us with our distination."

  That idea struck a responsive chord with all concerned, but
partcularly with Raquel.  "I think this is going to be a blast.
You guys will have no idea where we're taking you."

  "No we won't." said Steve.  "But we know we're gonna have fun
with the two of you where ever we go." -------------------------
=======Saturday=======

  Two months later, the Kortings and the Laurents were ready to
leave for a week vacation in the Caribbean.  The children had all
left for a 10-day summer camp the previous day, and both couples
were packed and ready to go.

  That evening in their den, Steve finally had to ask Darla where
they were going.  "Come on.  What's the big secret at this point.
 I'm going to find out tomorrow at the airport anyway.  Where are
we going?"

  "Ok.  I guess you're right.  We'll be on our way to Jamaica
tomorrow."

  "Sounds great!   The Bahamas would have been fine too.  I'm
really looking forward to it."

  "Well, there's a little hitch.  We couldn't get first class
tickets for four on the same plane.  They only had two seats
left.  So... we have to take different planes, at least on the
trip there.  We'll all be together on the way back."

  "Is there much time difference between the departure times for
the two planes?"

  "Just a couple of hours.  I don't think it will be a big deal."

  "I agree.  You two did great.  First-class tickets to a first
class vacation with two first-class women.  Wow!  Where are we
staying?"

  Darla beamed.  "I'm glad you feel that way.  We're keeping the
hotel and the rest of the plans secret.  You'll just have to wait
for that information."

  Ók.  I guess I can handle that."

  Since you're so pleased with the plans Raquel and I have made,
I assume you won't be put out when I tell you that with all the
arrangements to be made, I forgot to pick up a new swimsuit and
some other items.  I'm going to do that tomorrow morning, so
you'll be going to the airport without me.  If I'm a little late,
don't worry.  I'll be there on time.  Just go ahead and board the
plane.  I'll join you if I'm late.  Ok?"

  "Sure.  Just be certain to get there before the plane leaves."

  "Don't worry, Lover.  I wouldn't miss this vacation for the
world."

  It would have surprised Steve to know that almost the identical
conversation had just taken place at the Korting's house.

----------------------------

  At 10 AM, Steve sat in the waiting room of the airport waiting
for first-class boarding on the flight to Jamaica to be called.
As expected, his wife was delayed because of her shopping.
Naturally, Kent and Raquel were not here as they were taking a
slightly later flight.  As boarding time approached, there was
still no sign of Darla.  "Naturally, she's late", Steve thought.
"I hope she makes it.  It would be a bummer if she has to take a
later flight."

  The attractive flight attendant picked up the microphone and
announced,  "Flight 1062, non-stop to Jamaica is now boarding.
Will those passengers needing special assistance please board
first."  Steve looked all around the boarding area.  Still no
sign of Darla.  "Shit!  She's not going to make it", he thought.


  A few minutes later, the flight attendant again spoke.  "We are
now boarding our first-class passengers."  Knowing that there was
nothing he could do if his wife missed the plane, he rose and
took his place in line.  Boarding went smoothly, and he was soon
seated in one of the spacious seats in the first-class area of
the 747 jet.  Darla's seat beside him was, of course, still
vacant.

  After ten minutes, all the first-class seats save Darla's were
filled and most of the economy-class passengers had filed past to
their seats in the back section.  Still no Darla. At the last
moment, he heard the stewardess greeting a new arrival.  He
looked up and saw it was a brunette and obviously not his wife.

  Steve had difficulty taking his eyes off the brunette's body as
she made her way into the cabin.  She was wearing an almost
obscenely short dress that showed a lot of cleavage.  He hadn't
even managed the time to look at her face when she took the seat
beside him.

  "Excuse me", he began.  I believe you're in the wrong seat.
That's my wife's seat."

  "I know it is.  I'm your wife for the next week, Honey."

  Steve's eyes shot up to the brunette's face for the first time.
Raquel was smiling at him.  She licked her lips and crossed her
legs, making certain that her short skirt pulled high on her
thigh.  All he could do was stammer, "What do you mean?  What's
going on?"  Even as he said it, he was looking at Raquel's legs
and her partially exposed tits.

  Darla and I decided that since you are so hot for me and Kent
is so wild to get into your wife, we would switch for the
vacation. So I'm officially your wife for the next week, and if
you so much as look at Darla's big tits without my permission,
you're going to regret it.  Understand, my darling, sexy
husband?"

  "OMG", Steve gasped.  "But where are Darla and Kent?"

  "Like Darla told you, Dear.  They're taking a later plane that
leaves an hour or so from now.  We'll see them at the resort.  I
think their room is on the same floor as ours."

  "We're staying in the same room?  You and I?"

  "I generally stay in the same room as my husband.   Where did
you expect me to stay?  With Kent?  I doubt that his wife would
tolerate that."

  "And Kent will be staying in a room with Darla?"

  "For some reason, you seem very dense this morning.  Did you
have too much to drink waiting for the plane?  Of course, she
will staying the same room as her husband.  Sleeping with him and
fucking him too, I would imagine.   Tell me, Honey.  I know you
boys talk.  Do you think Kent fucks his wife a lot?  Everyday?
Twice a day?  How much do you think he's going to be screwing her
on this vacation?"

  Raquel's pussy throbbed when she heard Steve groan and saw him
trying to adjust his pants to accommodate his suddenly fully
erect cock.

  "Come on, Honey.  Tell me.  Guess.  How often do you think Kent
will be fucking his wife this next week?"  She reached over and
ran her hand lightly over the tent his prick was making in his
pants.  "Wow.  Does thinking about the Kortings fucking always
get you this hard?"

  The attractive stew leaned over next to them.  "Please fasten
your seat belts for takeoff."   Raquel still had her hand on
Steve's raging bulge.  She saw the stew smiling and looking at
it.

  "Ok.  But I'm not sure he can get his fastened in the condition
he's in right now."

  She smiled.  "I'll be very happy to assist him.  All passengers
must have their seatbelts fastened prior to takeoff."

  "Go ahead.  He needs help."

  When the stewardess leaned over and picked up the two halves of
the belt, she made no effort to avoid letting her hands and arms
rake over his throbbing penis.  He got even harder.  As she
secured the belt about Steve's waist, she looked down and saw the
wedding rings on their fingers.

  "Mmmmm... you're both married and going to Jamaica.  Naughty
... naughty."

  "He's my husband." said Raquel flatly.

  The stew's surprise was obvious on her face.  "Wow!  How long
have you been married?"

  "Over ten years."

  "And he still gets this hard over you.  That's wonderful!"

  "Well, I don't think it's all me.  You're contributing a lot."


  Before going on to the other passengers, the stewardess gave
Steve's cock a squeeze.    "Hope to see you on the island."

  "You still haven't answered my question, Dear.  How often will
Darla get it?"

  Steve's cock was rigid.  "I can't even imagine.  Two.. three..
four times a day.  As much as he can manage."

  "That's what I think too.  And how often does my sexy husband
plan on fucking his wife?"

  "Till she can't walk or get her legs together."

  Now it was Raquel's turn to feel her sex organs throbbing in
excitement.  "I'm getting wet thinking about it", she whispered.

  "Turn toward me.  Show me", her "husband" ordered.

  "I can't, Darling, not with the seat belt on.  Wait until we
takeoff and then I'll do whatever my husband wants me to do...
all week long."  She leaned over and kissed him, forcing her
tongue into his mouth as she did so.

  "Darla and Kent are doing the same thing as we are?", Steve
asked.

  "Not yet.  Their plane doesn't leave for another hour.  But he
will meet his new wife on the plane just as you did."

  "Why didn't you tell us?"

  "What?  And spoil the surprise and give the two of you a chance
to back out.  No way, Lover.  You're stuck with your new wife for
a week whether you like it or not."

  "Oh god... I can't tell you how much I like it!"

  "Don't tell me!  Show me!  All week long.. every day... every
night."

  As soon as the plane had reached cruising altitude, and the
pilot had turned off the seatbelt sign, Raquel turned in her seat
so that her legs faced Steve.  She pulled the mini to the tops of
her thighs and opened her legs.  Her wet cunt showed clearly
through the thin, black, transparent bikini panties she wore. "Is
this what you wanted to see, Darling?"

  Steve reached out and ran his finger up and down her slit.  The
lips flanged open and he pushed inside taking the panties with
him.  Once inside her, he felt the intense throbbing of her
vagina.  "You'll make your wife cum if you keep that up, Dear."

  "Mmmm...make you cum right her on the plane."

  "With all the other men watching you do it.  You can do it if
you want to."

  "I know I can.  You're my wife."

  "You had better believe it, Lover."   
-----------------------------------------------------------------

  A limo picked up Steve and Raquel at the airport.  The side was
labeled with the words, "Hedonism III".  "Why are they picking us
up?" Steve asked somewhat puzzled.

  "Because this is where we will be staying for the next two,
Honey."

  "I've heard of this place.  It's supposed to be wild and sexy."

  "I certainly hope so."

  All the way to the hotel, Raquel stroked her "husband's" cock
until he had a raging hard-on.  Just when he was about to tell
her to stop, she unzipped him, slipped her hand inside his pants,
and pulled out his fully erect, eight-inch prick.  Raquel saw the
driver watching them in his rear view mirror.  If she was hot and
wet before, the knowledge that the driver was watching, inflamed
her.  She bent over and took his organ into her mouth.

  "Oh god... what are you doing?  We're in public", Steve
whispered frantically.

  "So what?  I'm hot.  I want to suck my husband's cock."  She
sucked and licked him all the way to hotel.  Whenever she felt
his penis swelling inside her mouth, she would back off and let
him calm down before she resumed sucking.  The limo driver was
almost as excited as Steve from watching the gorgeous,
cocksucking bitch.

  Even while they registered at the front desk, Steve maintained
his huge erection.  The sight of numerous women walking around
with next to nothing on didn't help any either.  Several had
their tits out, and the husband (or lover) of another big-chested
redhead unzipped her blouse right in front of everyone and
exposed her tits.

  In the elevator on the way to the room, Raquel pressed her ass
against his cock and sensuously moved it up and down the shaft
while the bellhop enjoyed the show.  As soon as they were in the
room alone, Steve pushed her onto the bed and yanked down the top
of her dress.  Her naked tits flew out.

  "Damn, you're not wearing a bra.  I'm so hard I can't believe
it."

  Raquel lifted her hips and yanked her dress off her legs.  The
thin, black panties were soaked with her secretions.  She started
to take them off, but Steve got his hands on them first.  In his
haste to get them off her, he broke the elastic waistband.

  "Tear them off of me... HURRY!  GET MY CUNT NAKED!"

  Steve's biceps flexed as he ripped her panties to shreds.  He
threw the useless garment on the floor at the same time Raquel
spread her legs.  Her fingers frantically pulled her cunt open.
"Get on me!  Get in me!  Hurry!  Fuck me.  FUCK ME!"

  Steve ripped off his own clothes, his cock jerking in the air,
a thin strand of precum hung from its tip.  Raquel's hips thrust
up and down in hot fuck motions as her eyes stared at thick,
8-inch cock.  He pulled off his shoes, but couldn't stand to take
the time to remove the rest.  He had to get into Kent's wife...
or his wife.  He threw his body on top of hers, his hips socking
solidly into her sex saddle.  His hips thrust blindly trying to
penetrate her waiting cunt.  The bloated, throbbing head struck
her butt below her hole and slid off.

  "Higher!  Higher!"  she screamed.  He rammed again, hit her
clitoris causing a shriek of female pleasure to erupt from her
throat.  But the end of his sex gun slid upward over the top of
her cunt.  Reaching between them, Raquel wrapped her hand around
the big cock.  Even though she couldn't get her hand all the way
around him, it was enough to allow her to guide the big head into
the opening of her cunt.

  "AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH...YES...RIGHT THERE!  RIGHT THERE!  NOW..
GIVE IT TO ME... FUCK YOUR HOT DIRTY WIFE!"

  The rutting male slammed his cock into the waiting female
orifice, stretched it wide, and sank into its depths.  The woman
screeched as her cunt erupted around the invading cock.

  Six inches of cock entered her on the first thrust.  Steve
quickly pulled five inches out as she moaned for him not to take
it out.  Her moans quickly turned to screams as his second thrust
sent all eight inches of man meat thudding into the bottom of her
cunt hole.  Steve thrust his hands beneath her ass, pulled her
onto his sex weapon, and began to fuck her with one hard ramming
thrust after another.  Her legs rose high and spread as she took
the fierce pounding.

  "UGH UGH UGH UGH...OOOHHHH GOD... GIVE IT TO MEEEEEEE...
AAHHHHHHHH....  OOHHHHH  I'M CUMMINGGGGGGGGG....FUCK FUCK FUCK!!"

  Steve drove it in and at the same time pressed his middle
finger against Raquel's asshole.  He could feel it
pulsing..opening.. closing.. as her orgasm surged through her. 
In the middle of her cum, he pushed deep into her ass.  A groan
of protest came from her, but her ass contracted hard.  Just as
her first orgasm was ebbing, his cock began to swell and throb
inside her pussy.  She felt it... knew he was going cum in her...
the thought made her cum again..

  "OOOOHHHHH   Shit..!  You're making me cum
again....AAAHHHHHHHHHH.... what fucking... give it to me...
CUM... CUM IN ME...IN MY CUNT...  SHOOT IT IN.!"

  A moment later, he poured his load into her convulsing cunt.
She wrapped her legs and arms around his body and held him
tightly as their coupled sex organs throbbed and convulsed.   For
several minutes, neither of them moved.  His cock stayed buried
deep inside her flooded vagina.  Raquel felt their combined cum
seeping from her tightly plugged hole and running down the crack
of her ass that still held her lover's finger inside.  Then his
body began to undulate against hers.

  "OMG!  You're getting hard again inside me!   You're going to
fuck me again, aren't you?  AAAHHHHHH.... it's getting big...
hard...  ooohhh... why did I wait so long to let you fuck me?
Stupid bitch.  Why didn't you just drag your slutty wife to bed
and fuck her?"

  The cock was fully erect again inside her hot, pulsing hole.
Slowly, he withdrew and used his finger that was still inside her
ass to turn Raquel over onto her hands and knees.  She literally
purred as she felt his huge cock slam into her raised cunt hole.
Lowering her head onto the bed, she elevated her ass high to make
it a perfect target for her randy husband's surging cock.  Again
and again, he fucked it in and out of her sex hole.  The
squishing sounds of their coupling excited her beyond endurance
and she exploded into a third climax.

  Her orgasm had hardly died down when she felt her stud husband
reach around her body and find her swollen, throbbing clitoris.
As he fucked her, his fingers worked the erect, sensitive bud.

  "OOOoohhhhhh...go easy...go easy... ", she moaned.  "It's so
sensitive... aaahhhhh..  ooohhhh god..  ugh .. ugh.. ugh..  ohhh
fuck... do it more...more... more..."

  Abruptly, he rolled her over so that she was on top of him,
riding his stone-hard dick.  Her weight buried it to the hilt in
her throbbing cunt.  "Fuck my cock, you beautiful slut.  I want
my wife to hammer her pussy up and down my cock until I say
stop."

  "Oh yes..   like this?"   Her hips rose and fell above his
cock.  Each time they fell, the full length drilled into her
depths until it socked solidly into her womb making her moan in
helpless passion.

  "I can't believe it... you're gonna make me cum again...  Ugh..
Ugh.. UUgghh... Mmmmmmmm.."

  Her hips slammed up and down on his rigid spike.  Their cum was
churned into a thick white froth as they fucked each other.
Raquel gasped and then shrieked when she came for the fourth
time.

  When her orgasm ebbed and her thrusting slowed, Steve said,
"Get off of me and suck my cock.  I want to shoot my second load
in your mouth."

  "Oh YES!  Shoot in my mouth.  Anyway you want, Darling.  Pump
it to me."

  Raquel scrambled off his body and knelt over him, taking his
throbbing organ deep into her mouth hole.  She wasn't able to get
all of it into her mouth, so she used her hand to jack off the
portion that wouldn't fit in her mouth.  He was so hot from
fucking her hot cunt, there was no way he could last with his
cock embedded in her mouth and her sucking and jacking him like a
woman possessed.

  "OOOHHH YES... Suck on it.   I'm gonna cum.  When I pull it
out, open your mouth wide so I can shoot it in.  Gonna cream you,
Honey."

  "Yes... do it..DO IT... Cream Meeeeeeeee."
---------------------------------------------

  An hour later, the phone beside their bed rang.   Raquel had
the phone side so she answered it with "hello", and heard Darla's
voice.

      "Hi, Honey.  Did you two get in ok?"

  "We got in great.  In fact, my hot husband has been "in"
several times already.  And judging from what I'm feeling against
my ass right now, I think he's about to get in again.  And how
has your husband been treating you?"

  "Well, we got a later start than the two of you, but Kent is
making up for lost time right now."

  "He's fucking you right now?"

  "MMmmmmm...he's got me on my hands and knees... listen.."

      A moment later Raquel heard the unmistakable sounds of cock
squishing in and out of a very wet pussy.  She could also hear
the male grunts of satisfaction as his shaft plunged in and out
of Darla's waiting cunt.  She handed the phone to Steve.  "Listen
to this.  Kent is fucking his wife doggie while she's on the
phone."

  Steve put the phone to his ear.  Almost immediately, Raquel
felt his cock swelling against her ass.  In ten seconds, he was
hard and ready.  He never took the phone away from his ear as he
pushed his erect prick between Raquel's thighs from behind in
spoon position.  It entered her cum-lubricated cunt easily and
sank into the hilt.

  As Steve fucked her, he kept telling her what the other couple
were doing.  "Darla's cumming right now", he whispered in her ear
as he slowly thrust in and out of her pussy.

      The Kortings came first since they had not yet fucked as
much.  Later, Raquel came again.  It took Steve longer.  Just as
he unloaded into Raquel's sex chamber, he heard Darla screaming
and Kent grunting as he pumped another load of cum into his new
wife.

=======Sunday=======

  It was almost noon before the Kortings managed to drag
themselves out of bed, dress, and come down for brunch in the
spacious dining room.  Darla selected a white outfit she would
never have had the nerve to wear at home.  The dress hardly
covered her ass.  Her big 36DD tits bulged out the top.  She
decided on a pair of pink high-heeled sandals but no stockings.
Looking at her legs in the full-length mirror, she thought,
"Well, they're not as hot as Raquel's, but I don't think my
vacation husband will complain."

  At first she thought she wouldn't wear any panties, but every
time she moved, her pussy showed.  In the end, she lost her nerve
and put on a pair of matching, sheer pink bikini panties.

  Once in the lobby, Darla thought she needed have bothered with
the panties.  The way the other women were dressed, she would
have fit in perfectly without them.  While Kent checked the day's
schedule of events with the bellman, she stood hand on hip in the
lobby waiting.  Every man who passed stopped to check her out.
Smiling, she struck a provocative pose for their benefit.

  They hadn't been seated in the dining room for more than 10
minutes before they had company at their table.  A handsome,
young black man approached with a big smile and spoke to Kent.
"Sharp looking lady you have with you.  Best looking woman in the
place, I'd say.  I'm Mike."  He extended his hand and Kent shook
it.  Then he turned to Darla, smiled, and asked, "Any what is
this beautiful's woman's name?"

  "I'm Darla.  Hi."

  "Hello, Darla.  May I say that you just look awesome in that
outfit."  Darla blushed slightly and smiled.

  "Kent, I'm here this week alone.  If you two would like some
company at any time, I would love it if you gave me a call.  I'm
in room 815.  Call anytime.  We can party or whatever."

  "Well, it's our first full day here, and we've not discussed
our plans.  But if Darla thinks it would be fun... then.. who
knows?"

  "Great!  Have fun."  Mike got up to leave, took a couple of
steps and then turned back to Kent.  "Man, I just have to ask
otherwise I will go crazy wondering.  Does your lady have
anything on under her dress.  Can see there's no bra.  Any
panties?"

  "You know, I don't know either.  What do you say we check it
out."

  "Now, that's one outstanding idea!"   The two men turned and
looked at Darla.  She smiled, and said, "I hate to disappoint two
such sexy men, but see for yourselves."

  Turning in her seat to expose her legs, she slowly opened them.
There was no need to pull up her dress.  It was so short it
immediately rode up to the top of her thighs as her legs spread
wide.  Between her legs, tucked tightly against her cunt, were a
pair of very brief, nearly transparent, pink panties.   Leaning
closer, both men could see the enticing slit of her cunt.

  "Well, I was certainly hoping you weren't wearing any, but I'll
settle for that.  Very sexy.  Hot."  Mike licked his lips.  "How
big are your lady's tits anyway?"

  "36DD", Kent responded.   "And they look great."

  "Would love to see them."  Looking directly at Darla... "May
I?"

  It was Darla's turn to lick her lips.  As she did so, she
pushed her dress between her wide open legs to cover up her
panties. The disappointment was obvious on Mike's face.  But a
moment later, his face lit up as Darla pulled the top of her
dress down exposing both huge tits.

  "Man!  You two just gotta call me sometime before you leave.
Darla, you are totally drop dead gorgeous!  Leave those beauties
out while you have brunch.  There's at least 500 other men here
who want to see them."

  Darla took Mike's advice.  Throughout the meal, her big tits
remained on display while her wet pussy soaked through her pink
panties.  As they got up to leave, she whispered to Kent.  "I'm
boiling over.  I need it.  NOW!  Take me upstairs and fuck me."

  Kent was leading her to the elevators when he saw Mike at a
table near the door.  Leaning close, he whispered, "Want two
cocks?"

  "Ohhh god!  Would you mind?  Do you want to see him fucking
me?"

  Guiding Darla over to Mike's table, he said.  "You've gotten my
wife so hot, she needs to be fucked.  We're going up to our room
now.  It's 575, if you would like to join us."

------------------------------------------

  Steve and Raquel had had a much earlier breakfast and had
already left the hotel before Kent and Darla had come down to
have brunch.  Their plans were to visit Dunn's Falls.  The falls
were advertised as a beautiful place with a nice restaurant on
the beach.  The major attraction was a 600 ft. climb up a steep
incline to reach the falls where they could swim and enjoy
themselves.

  In keeping with the atmosphere at Hedonism III, Steve wore a
loose fitting shirt and a tight spandex bathing suit that did
little to conceal his hard prick.  If he got hard, there was no
possible way the small suit was going to able to contain it.  As
soon as Raquel saw it, she grinned and said.  "MMMmmmmmm... I
can't wait to get you hard in that little thing.  The women
aren't gonna be able to take their eyes off your big cock."

  "Well, you're wearing even less than I am", Steve countered.

  "I know.  But women are expected to dress hot here.  Men
usually are more conservative.  But not my stud husband."  She
licked her lips while staring at his already hardening bulge.

  Raquel's outfit wasn't helping any either.   She was wearing a
very brief blue halter that concealed very little of her tits.
All she wore below was a pair of cutoffs that showed most of her
ass.  Underneath, all that covered her pussy was a tiny thong.
Her legs were bare, but they still looked incredibly sexy in her
4-inch heels.

  "You know there's a 600 ft climb up to the falls, Honey.  Your
legs look fantastic, but I don't think you'll be able to make the
climb in those heels."

  "I know.  I'm taking a pair of tennis shoes in my tote bag.
I'll change before we make the climb, but once we're there and
swimming, I want the heels."

  "You're a hot, sexy woman."

  "You noticed.  Love it."  She kissed him full on the mouth just
before the left their room.

  The scenery on the ride to the falls was outstanding, both
outside the bus and inside.  Outside, the tropical flowers
adorned both sides of the road and many of the lush tress were
flowering.  Inside, several of the women had had there tits taken
out by the men they were with.  They were making no effort to
cover them up.

  "Are all those naked tits getting you hard, Honey?"   Raquel
looked down and saw his cock straining to escape the confines of
his suit.  "I think they are.  If I had Darla's big tits, I'd
take mine out too."

  "Take out your tits.  They look luscious, and I love the size
of your boobs.  Take them out."

  "Maybe later.  On the way back."

  "No!  Take them out now, Honey", came a male voice in the seat
behind them.  "I love smaller, firm tits like yours.  Come on...
do what your man says.  Take'em out."

  Raquel flushed with pride and pulled off her halter.  Her
nipples were already hard, and the man behind them noticed
immediately.  "Damn.. look at her hard nipples.  I love your
tits!  Your husband is a lucky guy."

  After nearly an hour's drive, they reached their destination. 
A guide was waiting to lead them up the cliff to the falls.
"Remember Ladies and Gentlemen, on the steep, narrow ledges, hold
on to each other, and be careful.  Ladies, you must remove your
heels.  We have tennis shoes for you if you didn't bring any."

  Raquel sat down to change into her tennis shoes.  At the same
time, she put her halter back on.  When she saw the
disappointment on Steve's face, she assured him her tits would
come out again as soon as they got to the top.  "I don't want
anyone distracted during the climb.  We all need to watch our
step; not tits."

  The climb was strenuous but not really difficult. 
Nevertheless, halfway up almost everyone was sweating.  The man
behind her was the one who had told her to take out her tits on
the bus.  As they climbed, he was below her and she was fully
aware that he was taking every opportunity to admire and check
out her ass. The cutoffs concealed very little, and when she had
to bend over for something during the climb, they concealed even
less.  She was a little surprised when he spoke to her.

  "Lady, your tits are great, but your legs and ass are world
class.  I love the view.  By the way, my name is Don.  And you
are?"

  "Raquel.  My husband is Steve." she responded.

  "Sexy name.  Pleased to meet Raquel.. Steve."

  After that, Raquel bent over for him as often as she could.
Gradually, she pulled the crotch of her shorts aside to expose
more and more for him, but she wanted him to see more.

  "Stop for a moment, Steve.  I'm getting so hot.  Hold me steady
while I take off these hot shorts."

  The men all grinned, and no one objected to the slight delay
while the sexy brunette removed her shorts.  Now, only the thong
concealed her ass and cunt as they continued the climb.  Don
moved as close to her as possible.  She thought she could even
feel his breath on her ass, and she knew he was able to smell her
feminine arousal.

  At one point, she had to bend over to support herself and then
use her arms to pull her body upward.  She felt his fingers on
her pussy as soon as she bent over.  She held the position for
him.  His finger slid beneath the thong and pulled it out of her
cunt and slightly to one side.  Raquel whispered to Steve, "Don's
playing with my pussy, Honey."

  When Steve turned around, he found his wife bent over, her eyes
shut, her ass rotating in sensuous circles.  Her mouth opened,
then her tongue slid out and licked.  "Ooohhh...he's in me", she
groaned.

  Everyone enjoyed watching the hot brunette being pleasured, but
they were anxious to get to the falls, so eventually, Raquel
pulled her pussy off Don's probing fingers and they all continued
the climb.  She could feel his eyes on her all the way to the
top.

  The rapidly moving water was incredibly refreshing after the
long climb.  Most of the women bared their breasts but Raquel had
the edge in her "fuck-me", four-inch heels.  At one point, she
noticed Don staring at her as she lay on a rock beside the water.
 She smiled at him and opened her legs to give him an excellent
view.  The thin strap of the thong concealed almost nothing.  He
came over and sat beside her.  She looked at Steve and saw him
wink at her.

  A bit later, Steve felt Raquel's arms circling his chest and
her naked breasts pressing into his back.  He turned and they
kissed passionately.  He said softly and passionately, "I want to
fuck you.  I'm hard."

  Looking down, she saw that he certainly was.  Three inches of
hard cock protruded above the tiny suit.  "I know you want to
fuck me, Lover.  So does Don.  He just asked me to take a walk
off the trail with him."

  She felt his cock throb against her belly.  "Does the thought
of him fucking me excite you?"

  "Yeah.  It does.  A lot, but I have to admit I'm very jealous
and nervous that you're going to go off with him and I won't see
you for days."

  "You can quite worrying about that Lover.  He doesn't have
nearly the equipment you have and there's no way he could
possibly be the fuck you are.  Besides, I'm not going to desert
my husband for a casual fuck.  But I won't do it without your
permission."

  "What about Kent's permission?"

  "Kent?  Who cares about Kent.  You're my husband and stud.
You're in charge of my pussy, Lover."

  Steve kissed her hard again.  "I'll wait here for you.  Have
fun.  But you have to tell me all the dirty hot details when I'm
fucking you tonight."

  "I will you hot Stud.  And thank you.  I don't think I'll be
long.  Don's so wild to fuck me, I doubt he'll last very long."

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  At the same moment as Don was mounting Raquel on a blanket off
to one side of the trail with her thong lying uselessly to one
side and her legs up and open, Darla was kneeling on the bed in
their room with her dress lying uselessly on the floor and her
panties halfway down her thighs.  She was looking back over her
shoulder at Kent and Mike as she held her ass cheeks open
exposing both of her hot wet holes.  "Hurry up, you two.  This
Slut needs to be fucked.  Shall we let our guest go first,
Honey?"

  Mike didn't need a second invitation.  The hot blonde's big
tits and enticing cunt had him hard as stone.  His 9-inch black
sex gun jerked in the air as he climbed on the bed with Darla. 
"Get it good and wet, Darla, so it won't hurt when it goes in."

  Darla didn't need a second invitation either.  She scrambled
around until the huge black shaft was right in her face. Grasping
it around the base, she was shocked to find that her hand was
just barely able to get all the way around it.  Even with her
hand around the base, at least six more inches of hard cock still
extended beyond her hand toward her open mouth.  Her tongue
extended and began to lick him.  As soon as she did so, his moans
filled her ears, exciting her pussy to an even higher fever
pitch.

  When she ran her tongue around his cock ridge, his moans turned
to groans, and his hips began to thrust back and forth, begging
her to suck it.. to put it in her mouth.  She continued to tease
him unmercifully.  She saw Kent sitting in the chair, naked, his
thick cock every bit as hard as Mike's as he jacked off watching
them.

  Her lips slid over the big head and started down.  She was
going to suck him slowly, but her plans were defeated as he
grabbed her head and thrust his organ deep into her mouth hole. 
The big head hit the back of her throat causing her to gag. 
"Take it easy, Lover.  Give me a chance to get used to this huge
fuck stick."

  Again, she pushed her mouth down his shaft.  This time he let
her take it at her own pace.  When the head was nudging at her
throat, she stopped until the gag reflex subsided... then she
pushed him deeper..  a minute later, his cock was in her throat
and his black balls rested on her chin.

  Darla nodded her head, and he took the signal to begin slowly
fucking her mouth.  She stayed on his cock as he pumped in and
out.  She was certain he would shoot quickly, but he had a lot
more staying power than she had anticipated.  Obviously, he
intended to fuck her and shoot his load into her cunt, not her
mouth.

  When Mike pulled his monster out of her mouth, several strands
of her saliva hung between the end of his dick and her mouth. She
looked up at him.  "FUCK ME.   FUCK ME NOW.  HURRY!"

  Darla fell backwards onto the bed on her back.  Mike moved
between her legs, and she spread herself wide to accommodate his
muscular frame.  When she felt his cock head touch her pussy, she
raised both legs to give him access to her hot hole.  He took it.
 His first thrust buried 5 inches of rigid, throbbing cock in her
cunt.  Now it was her turn to moan.

  "AAAHHHHHHHHHHH.... OOOHHHH....god... What a cock!  Fuck me
with it, Baby.  Give it to me.  I WANT ALL OF IT IN ME!"

  She felt the shaft being pulled out of her tightly plugged cunt
until just the head was still in her.  His next thrust buried two
more inches of it inside her as the head nudged up against her
womb.

  Darla's hips and ass writhed frantically beneath him.. her
breath coming in tortured gasps.  "Is it all in?", she gasped.

  "Not yet.  Two more inches to go, Baby."

  "OOOHHHH... IT'S GONNA KILL MEEEEEEEEEEEEE..."

  "Want the rest or do you want me to fuck you like this?"

  She screamed.  “THE REST OF IT... GIVE IT ALL TO ME... FUCK ME
FULL, STUD.  JUST RAM IT IN..”

  Kent jacked off furiously as he listened to Darla screeching
with uncontrolled passion.  Her hips thrust upward as the cock
was pulled out of her tunnel... she begged for it... he gave it
to her with a third hard thrust that drilled the shaft deep into
her belly... all nine inches..  Her womb was pushed back out the
way to make enough room for the black fuck stick.  Then he began
to screw her.

  Every thrust brought groans of intense pleasure from the
impaled blonde beauty.  Her big tits flopped wildly on her chest
as the stud rammed her...again and again... then she came...
once..  her cunt contracting about him... he fucked right through
her climax.  She wailed like a banshee.

  Abruptly, he turned her body over so that she was riding him
while facing Kent.  It was too much for Kent.  The sight of
Mike's huge sex gun plunging in and out of his wife as she rammed
her ass up and down on top of him caused his load to shoot high
in the air... again and again.

  Mike continued to fuck the woman for another five minutes after
Kent had finished shooting his load.  He was beginning to get
hard again watching her cumming again and again on his cock.
Finally, Mike realized that Darla was exhausted from her wild
thrusting.  He needed to cum in her and she was too tired to
continue ramming her cunt up and down his pole.

  Gently, he lifted her off his cock and turned into doggie
position.  She felt his hands on her hips and pulled her knees
under her body to hoist her ass high for him.  In this position,
he would be doing the work of fucking the hot slut.  Her hole
gaped from the fierce fucking it had already received.  He had no
trouble driving all 9 inches into her pussy on the first thrust.
Her female grunt of pleasure enflamed him.

  Immediately, his hips jackhammered in and out of her cunt.  Her
cum was churned into a thick white froth as Darla moaned
helplessly, cumming almost continuously.  “I’m gonna fill your
cunt, Slut.  You ready?

  “Ohhhhh  yesssss..... fill me....cum in me.... shoot it
innnnnnnnnnn...SHOOT YOUR CUM IN MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE.”

  “Get out of her, Man.  I need to fuck her!”, Steve yelled.

  Mike understood his need and quickly shoved Darla off her
semi-hard cock onto her back on the bed.  She lay there, legs
wide open, cunt hole stretched wide with a thick river of semen
running from it.  Steve mounted her in a flash and slammed his
thick cock into her.  Although not as long as Mike, he was
slightly thicker, so his cock stretched the moaning woman even
more as it plowed inside.

  Darla was exhausted, but she wanted to make it as good for her
husband as it had been for Mike.  She moaned and urged him to
fuck her slutty cunt.  He responded like a wild man, holding her
ass as he rammed himself in and out of her.  Two minutes later,
he added his load to the one Mike had already shot into her.
--------------------------------------------
--------------------------------------------
  Just as Mike was ejaculating inside Darla's cunt, Raquel's was
receiving an equally fierce fucking from the stranger she had
just met on the bus.  She had her legs up over his shoulders with
her pussy taking thrust after ramming thrust from Don.

  "OOOohhhhhh yeah... Like that... LIKE THAT!  GIVE IT TO ME, YOU
BIG STUD.  FUCK MY HOT CUNT!"

  Raquel's hips pumped frantically on the blanket.  Every time
Don withdrew his prick from her pulsing channel, her legs locked
even tighter about his hips in a desperate effort to pull it back
into her throbbing vagina.  When he responded by driving it hard
up against the neck of her womb, she writhed and squirmed on it
like a woman possessed.

  "Take you hot Bitch.. You like that big cock up your married
pussy, Baby?"

  "UUNNNGGHHHHHHHHHH...."  was the only comment she could make as
another intense orgasm surged through her cunt.  Then a moment
later..   "I'm cumminggggggggg... oohhh fuck me... I'm cumming
again..."

  Don couldn't remember when he had last had his cock in a woman
this wild and hot.  He could feel her cunt contracting around his
prick as she came for second time.  She didn't just cum, she
exploded.  It felt like his cock was inside a vise that was
trying to mash it. The blanket he had spread on the ground was
already soaked with her cum, and the squishing sounds that came
from her pussy on every stroke excited him like no other woman
had in years.  He drove himself in and out of her with a fury
that almost scared him.  It seemed like it must be hurting her to
be fucked like this, but the harder he rammed her, the louder she
screamed each time his dick thudded into the bottom of her cunt.

  As his cock again sank into her depths, he watched the
contortions of her face.  His cock hit bottom and her mouth flew
open.  He ground it against her womb, and her vagina contracted
hard on his embedded prick at the same time as her tongue pumped
out into air where it rotated sensuously.   When he started
pulling out for the next stroke, her tongue would retreat and her
mouth close to an oval as her breath came in labored gasps.  He
pushed a finger into her ass.  She came again immediately, her
asshole throbbing about the thrusting finger.

  "Shall I pull out and cream your belly and tits, Honey?  Or do
you want the load up your hot cunt?"

  "OH ... OOHH...  FUCK ... FUCK...  FUCK...  DON'T STOP... DO
IT... FUCK ME.  CUM ANYWHERE YOU WANT, STUD!"

  Don's body pressed against her tits, his hand beneath her ass.
He pumped her harder..  faster.  Then his strokes shortened.  She
felt his penis swelling inside her and heard him grunting like a
bull as his prick erupted.  A thick stream of semen spewed into
her waiting cunt.  She squeezed him tightly with her legs,
pulling him as deep as possible into her body.  His cock throbbed
several more times as he ejaculated his load.
--------------------------------

=======Monday=======

  On Monday, Steve and Raquel planned to visit the Annie Palmar
mansion while Kent and Darla intended to visit the Hedonism nude
beach.  Both couples slept late after having fucked until well
after midnight.  Kent was wild to screw Darla as the images of
Mike’s huge black snake hammering in and out of her body were
fresh in his mind.   Raquel’s description of how Don had fucked
her at Dunn’s falls had Steve’s cock rigid with lust.  Before
they fell into an exhausted sleep, each wife had been soundly
fucked three times.

  “What time do you want to go to the beach, Darla?”

  “How about after lunch?  We need to take a large beach
umbrella, a couple of folding chairs, a large blanket and some
pillows.”

  “I’ll go check with the front desk.  I think we can find most
of that stuff at the beach.  But I’ll check.  Where will you be?”

  “I thought I’d play some pool if I can find someone who wants
to play with me.”

  “In that outfit, no more than half the men in the world will
want to play with you.”

  Darla stuck a sexy pose in her clinging, ultra short dress.
“Think so, huh?  You think this is too much?”

  Kent’s cock got hard just looking at her.  The only things
holding up the strapless dress were Darla’s huge tits and the
tightness of the clinging material.  It made her breasts look
even larger than they were.  The dress was molded to her body all
the way down her belly and over the trusting globes of her ass,
which it did not quite cover completely.

  Darla squealed.. totally delighted at the growing erection she
saw in Ken’t pants.  “I think you like how I look in this.”

  “You’re unbelievable!  Is there anything... anything at all
under that dress?”

  “Of course there is.  You think your wife is a slut?”

  “I can’t see anything under it... not a damn thing”, Kent said
as he squeezed his now fully erect cock.
      ---------------------------------

  While Kent checked the accommodations available at the beach,
Darla strolled through the lobby and spa area.  Even the women
turned to watch her pass.  The pool tables were in a large game
room that abutted the lobby.  In fact, there was even a pool
table in the middle of the outdoor swimming pool... hard to
believe, but quite true.  Darla leaned against the glass door to
the room to see if anyone was playing.  Several men were.

  Strolling into the room, hand on her hip, she watched the men
playing for a bit.  When she knew she had their attention, she
asked, “Can a lady play?  I love to play.  Would any of you
handsome guys like to play with me?”

  Some of the men hesitated, unsure of what to say to this
ravishing female.  Three others, however, quickly abandoned their
present game and moved rapidly to invite Darla to join them at an
empty table.  Darwin’s law of natural selection was never more
evident.  The fastest, strongest, most confident males are the
ones who get to mate with the females.

  As the men racked the balls, Darla commented, “I’m really not
very good, Guys.  Maybe you could give me a little handicap...
like letting me shoot after each of you has a shot.”  The men
would have agreed to anything she wanted at this point.

  As Darla bent over the table to make the break shot, her dress
rode high on hips completely exposing her ass.  The men were all
delighted that Kent had been correct; she wasn’t wearing anything
under the dress.  She took her time to line up the shot.  “I
think I need to take a wider stance.  You guys know more about
the game than me..  should I take a wider stance?”

  There was total unanimity of agreement on the point.  Again
Darla bent over the table, and again, her dress rode up to expose
her ass.   When she moved her feet apart to take a wider stance,
the dress rode up even higher.. almost to her waist... exposing
not only her ass, but also all of her shaved cunt.  For some
reason, all the men moved behind her.

  Darla broke the rack, but failed to sink any of the balls.  A
young blonde man moved to the table to shoot.  The men warned
him:  “Don’t get distracted, George.  Keep your eye on the ball.”
 He was having a very difficult time following these instructions
because Darla was at the opposite end of the table leaning over.
The position exposed half of her big tits.  No one was surprised
when George missed his shot completely.

  A few turns later, Darla was again bending over the table to
shoot when Hank moved up behind her, leaned over her body and
said, “You’re not making the bridge properly.  Let me show you.”

  He made some adjustments to her hand to steady her bridge.  The
entire time, Darla could feel his raging erection mashing between
the cheeks of her ass.  Even through his shorts, it was obvious
that Hank was fully hard.  Darla didn’t help him any when she
pressed her ass back against his bulge.  She felt his prick jerk
and throb.

  As Hank lifted his body off hers, he said, “Maybe this dress is
so tight on your big breasts that it’s distracting you.  Here,
let me help you.”  Without waiting for her answer, his fingers
moved into the top of the dress and dragged it down over her tits
freeing them completely.  “Now see if that doesn’t help.”

  Darla nodded and bent back over the table, her naked tits now
dangling freely just above the table’s surface. She missed the
shot, but no one cared.

  “I guess I’m really terrible at this game.  I haven’t made a
shot yet.  I just don’t know how to sink one.  Would any of you
guys like to show me how to sink one?

  Thirty minutes later, Darla had received numerous lessons on
how to sink one.  In fact, most of the men in the room gave her
protracted demonstrations. ----------------------------------
---------------------------------

  It was a two hour drive to the Annie Palmar mansion.  But the
large van was very comfortable, fully air conditioned, and
equipped with a bar.  In addition to Steve and Raquel, there were
four other male guests and another couple who were about the same
age as Steve and Raquel.

  On the trip to the mansion, their driver informed them of the
interesting history of the house.  It was originally the home of
Annie Palmar.  The story is that she severely mistreated all of
her slaves, even to the extent of torturing them in the dungeon
housed in the basement of the home.  It is, therefore, not
surprising that, to this day, she is referred to as the “White
Witch”, who presumably practiced voodoo and other forms of the
black arts.  In addition, she was a beautiful seductress who had
sexual encounters daily with the hired help and slaves.  She is
rumored to have murdered each of her three husbands in turn and
buried their bodies somewhere on the grounds of the mansion.  In
the end, she was murdered by the slaves whom she frequently
tortured.  As expected, the mansion is reputed to be haunted by
Annie’s ghost which makes nightly tours of the grounds looking
for helpless souls to enslave and torture.

  Most of the men were ignoring the driver’s narrative about
Annie Palmar in favor of paying more attention to the Raquel’s
sexy legs that she had on display.  Her tight white dress
contrasted erotically with her dark hose and heels.  The dress
was riding sufficiently high to expose her garters.  Her sheer
sensuality had all the cocks partially hard.

  Throughout the drive, Raquel continued to expose more and more
of her charms.  Just before we arrived, her dress was almost to
the tops of her thighs and her spread legs were treating all the
men to hot views of her upper thighs and panties.  She continued
the erotic display throughout the tour, bending over to “examine”
things at every opportunity.

  Her hot teasing reached its zenith when we were visiting the
dungeon.  Our guide had left us alone to explore the exotic
mysteries of the Palmar dungeon on our own after giving us a
brief history of the place.   In one room, there was a wooden
stock with holes for the victim’s head and wrists.  It was set
low so that the captive was forced to bend at the waist in a near
90 degree angle.  Naturally, Raquel insisted on trying it out.

  Steve raised the locking bar so she could insert her head and
wrists through the holes.  When she was in place, he lowered the
bar and locked it with the leather strap.  She made quite a sight
bent over, her short dress now riding almost up to her ass
totally exposing her legs, thighs, and stockings.  All the men
and the other woman had come in to see her in the stocks.

  At this point, Steve noticed the two metal rings set in the
floor.  There were leather straps attached to each ring.  It was
obvious that these were meant to secure the victim’s feet.  They
were wide apart so that the helpless soul would be even further
tortured.

  “Hey Carl”, Steve called out.  “Want to help me fasten this
slave’s feet to these rings?”

  When Carl hesitated, he lost his chance.  Darwin’s principle
again.  The other woman, Marlene, was more than willing to give
Steve a helping hand.  She pushed Carl out the way and squatted
beside Steve.  “You fasten her left ankle.  I’ll do the right
one.”  Marlene’s husband looked at his wife strapping Raquel’s
left ankle to the ring while Steve did the right one looking
between Marlene’s wide open legs as she squatted.  When she
looked up and saw him staring at her panty-covered cunt, she
smiled, but didn’t close her legs.

  The rest of the men were much bolder than Carl had been.  They
moved up beside the securely bound Raquel and examined every inch
of her.  A couple of men moved in front of the stock, bent down,
and looked down her hanging bodice at her tits.  She wore no bra.
 Other men preferred to stand behind her and look at her long,
gorgeous legs.  Marlene was the boldest of all.  “Let’s see what
our slave’s ass looks like”, she said as she flipped Raquel’s
dress up over her ass.

  “Well, what do all you gentlemen think of our slave?” Marlene
asked, never taking her eyes off of Raquel’s exposed body.

  The men moved closer, so close that they could smell her
aroused cunt.  One man tentatively reached out his hand and felt
her panties right where they covered her pussy.  “She’s soaked”,
almost whispering as he spoke.

  “Of course she is”, Marlene remarked.  “What did you expect.
Any woman would be.”  Reaching out she did more than just touch
Raquel’s panties.  She pulled them aside to expose her moist,
open cunthole.  The lips guarding her vagina were swollen with
her excitement to the point that they flanged open and revealed
the wet, dark interior of her sex channel.   Before Steve
released his wife from the stocks, all the men, as well as
Marlene, had felt her wet pussy and several had finger fucked
her.

  The fondling and fingering continued on the drive back to
Hedonism.  For the entire two hours in the van, Raquel was
caressed, stroked, licked, fingered until she began to cum.  The
driver was doing his best to stay on the road while he watched.
She had lost her panties shortly after the van started back to
the resort.

  Steve sat off to one side catching only occasional glimpses of
his wife as she was surrounded by the five men.  He had no
trouble hearing her, however, as she moaned continuously, one
orgasm after another wracking her body.  Steve’s cock was rigid
with lust.

  “I don’t think you’ll have much of a chance to get at your wife
until we get back to the hotel”, Marlene commented.  “Those four
guys and my loving husband are going wild over her.”

  “Yeah.  I know.  Can’t say that I blame them.  She’s hot and
ready.”

  Reaching into my lap, Marlene wrapped her hand around my hard
cock.  “Seems to me that you’re ready too.  And for that matter,
so am I.”    She fell backwards across the seat pulling up her
skirt and me on top of her as she fell.  Her legs spread allowing
me to sink fully into her sex saddle.  “Please fuck me”, she said
softly.  “I know I’m not as beautiful as your wife, but my pussy
needs cock as much as hers does.  I promise I’ll be a good fuck
for you.”

  “I know you will be.  You’ve had me hard ever since you spread
your legs for me in the dungeon.”

  “Ohhh fuck...  that big hard-on is because of me.  OOoohhhh...
you’re wonderful.  Get it out.  Please.  Put it in me.”

  I pulled down my shorts and briefs in one motion.  Seconds
later, I was inside her molten center as she thrashed wildly
beneath me, her pussy juicing copiously as I pumped her slowly
and deeply with 8 hard inches.”

  “Ohhh my god... it’s wonderful!”, she gasped.  “How big is it?
I’ve never had one as big as this.”

  “Not that big... 8 inches”, I gasped trying to control the pace
and build her excitement.

  “Eight inches of hard cock!   AAAAaahhhh.... my husband is just
a little over five.  My lover is 7.  Damn... give me all of it.”

  I fucked Marlene steadily.. driving into her depths on every
thrust.  When the head pushed her womb back and I was in as far
as I could go, I held her tightly against my body, grinding my
pubic bone against her clitoris.  She honked and moaned... her
body writhing, her hips pumping... begging.   She suddenly
wrapped her legs around me in death grip.  “I’m cumming... oh my
god...  I’m cumming...  cumming on your big cock... “

  She was indeed cumming.  I could feel the intense, spastic
contractions of her cunt around my embedded shaft.  I let her
pussy throb for half a minute before I began fucking her again.
Her eyes opened wide, her tongue came out... she came again...
her pussy throbbing in wild, intense spasms.

  While she was in the throes of her second orgasm, she moaned in
my ear... “soooo good... oohhhh so good... never ever
before...aaahhhhhh...ugh  ugh ugh... more...more...ooohh.. you’re
making me cummmmmmm... never ever.. cum on a cock before.. 
husband has to lick my clit... ooohhhh... more...
please...please... more...more..”

     I gave her want she wanted.  For the next half hour, I
pleasured her convulsing body taking her in every position...
first missionary with her legs up and jerking in the air while
her husband watched and, hopefully, learned something.  Next,
with her on top facing her husband.. his eyes glued to the 8
inches of cock sinking in and out of his wife’s body, again and
again, as she moaned and climaxed.  He knew she was cumming.  Her
toes curled, her clit contracted.  Then I rotated her and pulled
her tits against my chest while I hammered my cock in and out of
her cunt.  Her husband jacked off furiously watching it
stretching his wife’s hole every time it sank out of sight.  Then
in spoon position with her facing her husband, mouth open, tongue
out.  Finally, as I was approaching exhaustion, I fucked her in
doggie position slamming all eight inches in and out on every
stroke.  She was screaming in near continuous climaxes.

  “I moaned in her ear.  I can’t hold it any longer...  your cunt
is just too tight.. too hot.  I’ve got to cum.”

  “I’m not on the pill.  My husband uses condoms.”

  “I’ll pull out and cream your ass then.”

  “NO..NO.. <font size=5> NO!  NO! NO!<font size=3> Don’t you
dare pull out, you marvelous man... I want that big dick in me
when it shoots.  Cum in me.  Breed me.   No man who fucks a woman
like you do should ever be asked to pull out... Hurry... Fuck
me.. Shoot it in... CUM IN MY CUNT!”

  “Aaahhhhh....here it cums.........”

  My dick throbbed... expanded... contracted... shooting huge
streams of semen deep inside her convulsing body.  All her
available space was quickly filled, and the excess load spurted
between her tightly plugged opening and my piston.  Her husband
saw it spew out of his wife.  His 5-inch dick shot the cum four
feet into the air.

  All the rest of the trip, we watched the men with my wife. 
Most of the time, all we could see of Raquel were her legs up in
the air, flailing wildly, jerking back and forth as her body was
hammered.  At other times, she was completely buried under male
bodies.  When Marlene’s husband laid on his back for Raquel to
mount him, we were able to see her head and shoulders,
occasionally her tits bouncing up and down.

  “I want to see him in her”, Marlene stated.  She moved to the
group of men surrounding my wife and told them to move aside so
she could see her husband fucking the slut.. as she put it.  They
graciously moved aside and we watched Raquel riding him
furiously.  It only took a few minutes until he screamed that he
was shooting.

=======Tuesday=======

  On Tuesday, Steve and Raquel spent the afternoon at the nude
beach.  Steve’s big cock attracted almost as much attention from
the women as Raquel’s hot legs and cunt received from the men.
One woman came over and sat down on the blanket beside them.  As
they chatted, she began to slowly stroke Steve’s prick.  As she
jacked him, the two women discussed his equipment almost as if he
weren’t present.

  “He get’s really hard, doesn’t he?”

  “He does.  And it’s amazing how quickly he can get it back up
once he shoots off.”

      “Does he shoot a big load?

  “Well, it depends on how many times he’s cum lately.  He fucked
me twice this morning, so he should be somewhat drained right
now.”

      “I think we’re about to find out.  His cock is jerking and
throbbing.  Just a bit more and he’ll shoot.”

  “You can get on him if you want.  He’s a good fuck.”

  “Would love to ride him, but my husband objects unless the guy
wears a condom.  Is it ok if I just jack him off?”

  “Go ahead.”

      “OOhh... he’s gonna blow...  Watch it.  Let’s see how much
cum he has left in his balls.”
      ------------------------------------

      Kent and Darla had already visited the nude beach the day
before, so they elected to spend the time beside the incredible
outdoor pool.   They sunned themselves and frolicked in the pool,
Kent with some of the bare-breasted women, Darla with three
admiring Latin men, all of whom obviously wanted to fuck the
huge-titted blonde.

  Later, they were dozing and sipping a tropical drink beside the
pool when Darla said she needed to make a quick trip back to
their room.  “Enjoy yourself, Honey.  I’ll be right back.”

  Kent finished the drink and then fell asleep.  He had again
fucked his vacation wife several times during the night and was
not surprised to find himself needing some rest.  He didn’t awake
until two hours later.  It was fortunate that his body had been
shielded by the large umbrella otherwise he would have been badly
sunburned.  Looking around, he didn’t see Darla nor could he find
her in the pool.

  Picking up his cell phone, he dialed their room.  On the second
ring, an unfamiliar male voice answered.  “Oh.  I’m sorry.  I
must have dialed the wrong number.”  He hung up and dialed again.
 The same male voice answered.

      “I’m sorry again.  Must be something wrong with the phone
or me.  I dialed the same wrong number again.  Was trying to get
my wife.”

  “What’s she look like?”

      “Blonde, 5 foot 6 inches or so.”

  “She got incredible tits?  Big.. firm..  sexy hot ass, shaved
cunt?”

  “Yeah.. something like that.”

  “There’s nothing wrong with your phone or you.   This is your
room.  We’re fucking your wife right now.”

      “We?”

  “Yeah.  Me, Ralphel, and Carlos.”

      “Can I talk to her?”

  “Not right now.  She’s sucking Carlos’ dick.  You can come up
and watch if you like.  We’ll be screwing her for awhile.”


=======Wednesday=======

  On Wednesday night, Steve and Raquel decided to attend one of
the many parties that were always going on in the evening at
Hedonism.  They had been warned that the parties got wild, which
piqued their interest even more.

      Raquel wore a green dress with dark hose, black panties and
garter belt, and black stiletto heels.  She looked incredible.
“Let’s forget the party and stay in the room.  I can wait to get
into you.”

  “Do you know how many times you’ve already screwed me today?”

      “Who’s counting?”

  “I am.  I’m amazed and I love it.  Kent hasn’t screwed me like
this since our honeymoon.  In fact, I’m not even sure that he
banged me as much even then.”

  “Really?  Now you’re making me incredibly hard.”

  “Guess.”

      “Guess what?”  The only thing Steve could think about was
getting Raquel on the bed and fucking her.

  “How many times today?”

      “I don’t know.  Three?”

  “Close.  Four.  Once when we woke up.  Again in the shower.
Before lunch out on the balcony where everyone could see me
getting it.   And then again while we got dressed for dinner.”

  “Am I limited to four?”

  “Lover.  The only limit you have is how many times you can get
it up and in me.  But let’s save it for the party.  If you can’t
wait, we’ll fuck.”

      “I guess I can wait... just barely.”

  Raquel kissed him open mouthed.  She felt her cunt gushing and
regretted turning Steve down.  “God... he’s such an incredible
fuck!” she thought.

      The party was sensuous but not anymore so than many parties
they had attended elsewhere.  One woman who had previously
attended these social functions informed them that prior to 11
PM, no overt sex or nudity was permitted.  After that, guests who
wished to leave could; those who stayed had to follow the
guidelines for the late hours sex party.

  “What are the guidelines?”  Raquel asked the woman.

  “Not sure.  They will tell us at 11 PM so guests can make their
own choices as to whether to stay or not.”

  Promptly at 11 PM, the master of ceremonies took the
microphone.  “Good evening ladies and gentlemen.  We hope all of
you are having a great time at Hedonism... the hottest vacation
site in the world.   It’s now 11 PM... the witching hour... the
magic hour when demon sex rears it’s hot head.  For our first
timers, sex and nudity are permitted after 11:15 tonight.  So if
you wish, you can leave now and we wish you the most pleasant
evening.  For the more adventurous among you, we invite you to
stay and enjoy... but if you do, you must follow the guidelines
for the party tonight.   These change every evening.. at every
party.    Anyone have any questions?”

       There were none, so he continued.  “Tonight’s party theme
is “ladies blindfolded and exposed” for the first hour... that
is, until 12:15 AM.  After that, the blindfolds come off and
there are no more rules or guidelines.  To be completely clear,
the ladies must wear blindfolds for the first hour.  Under no
conditions, may these blindfolds be removed at the party until
12:15 AM.  In addition, all the ladies will be required to expose
their breasts... note I did not say go bare breasted.  You cannot
remove your tops, but you must expose both breasts.  Finally, the
front of each ladies dress must be tucked into their belt or
waistband.  For those of you who do not have a belt on your
dress, one will be provided to you.  Is everyone clear?  Ladies
blindfolded for the first hour, breasts out, and dresses up to
your waists.  Any questions?”

  This time there were several.  “You mean if a man wants sex
with us, we can’t remove the blindfold?”   Answer:  No.  You
can’t.

      “Do we have to say “yes”?   Answer:  Of course not.  No
means No at Hedonism.  Say No if you wish, but you can’t lift the
blindfold to decide.

  “What if a guy feels us up?”   Answer:  Then you get felt up.
If that displeases you, you should not stay for this part of the
party.

  “All right Ladies.. Gentlemen..  you have 5 minutes to exit if
you wish.  The doors will be locked in 5 minutes.  So leave now
if you’re going.  Waiters will be passing out belts to the ladies
who need them.” ------------------------------

      Steve wandered around the ballroom among the revelers.
Women were being fondled and probed all over the room.  Having no
idea who was touching and probing them, most, and very soon
thereafter, all, of the women were groaning... gasping ...
writhing as their bodies were caressed by unknown hands.

  After ten minutes, some of the women were being fucked.  After
another ten, most of the women were either being fucked or
begging their unknown lovers to do it to them.  At that moment,
he saw an older woman, probably in her late forties, standing
alone against one of the walls.  She had been fondled briefly by
a few men, but with so many young women available, she was now
being left to herself.  Steve thought that was a shame.

      Approaching the woman, he also thought the rest of the men
were crazy.  She was a sensuous redhead with full lips, somewhat
sagging, but beautiful mature breasts, and a voluptuous body.
Moving close, he cupped her tits.  Her mouth immediately opened
in a sign that turned to a moan as his fingers closed over her
erect nipples and tugged them firmly.  The moan changed to a gasp
when she felt them sucked into the man’s mouth.

  Her hips were already rotating... thrusting.  The mask
prevented Steve from knowing whether her eyes were open or
closed, but he was certain that they were closed as she savored
the delicious feel of his hands as they explored her body.  When
his hand moved to her pussy, she moved her feet apart to give him
access.  She felt his fingers on her thighs, then moving over her
panties right above her cunt.  She couldn’t stop her hips from
thrusting against his hand.

  She was licking her top lip when she felt him take her hand and
move it to his erect cock.  Delighted surprise spread over her
face when she felt its girth, its length, but most of all, its
rigid hardness as it throbbed in her hand.  “Ohhhh my god... how
big is it?” she whispered.

  “Big enough to pleasure you.  What’s your name?”

      “Nancy.”

  “Let’s dance, Nancy.”

      “Don’t you want to fuck me?”   The disappointment in her
voice was obvious.

  “I’m going to fuck you, Nancy, but not until we’ve danced with
my cock between your thighs rubbing hard against your clit until
you’re so hot you can’t stand it any longer.”

  The woman shuddered and quivered against him.  She moaned as he
pulled her into her arms and pushed his thick erection between
her thighs.  She was shorter than Steve so his cock rode up hard
against her clit as the moved about the dance floor.  After a
dozen steps, she was trembling in his arms as her hips thrust
back and forth, rubbing her cunt over the rigid shaft between her
thighs.

  “I’m going to take off your panties.”

      “Mmmmmmmmmmmmm...OOOHHHHHHHHHHH...”

  Steve pulled the woman’s panties down her thighs.  Rising, he
whispered in her ear.  “You have a beautiful cunt bush... sexy
hot triangle...  I love sliding into a woman with a soft sexy
bush.  I can’t wait to get into your pussy.”

      “Ooohhh please...  fuck me...  put it in me while we
dance.”  She lifted up on her tiptoes; he bent his knees and
speared her dead center.  Nance shrieked with intense passion and
she felt his huge shaft riding far up into her hole until its
base mashed against her clitoris.  He began to move with her
again.  His cock frictioned back and forth over her engorged
clit.  In moments, she was cumming, her secretions bubbling from
her hole and running down her thighs.”

  “What a hot sensuous woman...  can’t believe the other men
didn’t get you first.  I can smell the musky aroma of your cunt.
I love it!”   Her pussy hole contracted in a violent spasm.  He
had to hold her up her legs were trembling so badly.

  “Ohhh god... never ever been fucked like this... take me some
place where I can lie down and spread wide for you.”
-------------------------------

      Just as Nancy was shuddering in her second climax, Raquel
was leaning up against a stool next to the wall, blindfolded, her
green dress tucked in around her waist.  With her dress up, her
dark stockings and garters were displayed to anyone who wanted to
look.  The crotch of her wet, black panties were also exposed,
and if anyone looked carefully, so was the hot cunt slit
underneath.  She had her tits out, as required, and for good
measure, she cupped both tits and held them out to her unseen
admirers.

  She didn’t have to wait long.  Male hands felt her legs, her
tits, her nipples, and then probed between her legs.  Like Nance,
she spread herself.  A moment later, the fingers were under her
panties sliding into her hot cunt.

  Raquel was an unfortunate as Nancy was fortunate.  The man
working on her had a nicely developed paunch but a not-so-nicely
developed five-inch penis... when it was hard, that is.  But
Raquel had no way of knowing that.  The man stood a foot in front
of her and watched as she cupped her tits for him, opened her
legs, and thrust her cunt back and forth in the age-old female
invitation.

  He accepted, of course.  Turning her to face the wall, he told
her to brace herself on the seat of the stool and to bend over.
As soon as she was in position, he rucked her dress up over her
ass, pulled her panties down, and pressed his body against her.
She bent lower, standing on tiptoes to bring her vaginal opening
into fucking position.

  She sighed deeply as the felt his cock entering her very wet
and ready cunt.  But after it penetrated five inches into her
channel, it stopped, withdrew and plunged back into her hot hole
again.  Raquel expected this, but when it didn’t enter any deeper
and she felt the man’s belly against her ass, she realized that
this was as much as she was going to get.  To make matters even
worse, the rules required that she continue to hold her tits.  So
she couldn’t get her fingers on her clit and her lover clearly
wasn’t going to do it.

      She squeezed her cunt as hard as she could around his
plunging prick to bring him off.  He was so excited by the
luscious female he was in, he couldn’t hold it.  Two minutes
after entering her, she felt his cock jerking as he came.  She
wasn’t even close.

  Nancy, on the other hand, was having absolutely no problems
cumming on Steve’s big cock that slugged in and out of her as her
legs thrashed and flailed high above his back.   “Ooohhhh god...
fuck me, Lover...  make me cum again...  ooohhhhh
fuckkkkkkkkkk..”

  In dismay, she felt his cock withdraw from her overheated, wet
pussy.  “Ohhh no..please... put it back in me... please...”, she
pleaded desperately.  A moment later, she was delighted that he
chosen to take it out.

      Moving downward between Nancy’s legs, Steve planted his
mouth against her cunt.  His tongue drilled into her hole and
then upward along her wet slit to her swollen, erect clitoris. He
sucked the love bud into his mouth where his tongue slashed over
its turgid shaft and up over its sensitive, throbbing tip.. Again
and again.. hard.. softer.. sucking... licking...  Nancy’s hole
and clit went into uncontrolled, spastic contractions.  She
wailed and screamed.  Begging him to stop... then a moment later,
begging him to make her cum again.

  Just as she was throbbing in another intense orgasm, Steve
mounted her thrashing body and drilled his fuck stick back into
her cunt.  Her legs flew up immediately as her pussy pulsed about
his invading shaft.  He fucked in and out forcing her to cum
repeatedly.  Unable to hold her legs up any longer, she wrapped
them around his butt and tried to pull in all the way into her
cunt.

        She was trying to whisper in his ear, to tell him how
wonderful a lover he was, but all she could do was babble
incoherently and sob as the orgasms washed over and through her.


  “Are you on the pill?  Can I cum in you?”

  “Ooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.... CUM IN MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE”, she
wailed.

  He did.  Then, and two more times later in the evening.
-------------------------------

  An hour later, Steve was wondering around the large ballroom
looking for Raquel.  He found her lying on a mattress off in one
corner of the room.  She either asleep or too tired to move.  Her
panties were no where in sight.  Her dress was bunched around her
waist.  She still wore her garter belt and hose, but the hose
were shredded in several places.  The only article of her
clothing still in place were her black high heels.

        Since it was well past 12:15 AM, her blindfold had been
removed and were probably in some man’s pocket as a souvenir
along with her panties.  Steve knelt beside her and noticed two
small hickeys on her tits and another on her belly.  Her hairdo
was a mess, and most of her body was covered in fresh and dried
cum.  A thin stream of semen still ran from her stretched
cunthole.

  Raquel awoke as he kissed her lips.  Thinking it was another
man who had decided to fuck her, she groaned and moved her tired
legs apart.  She tried to raise them, but she was too tired, and
they fell back onto the mattress.  “Hi, Beautiful.  Ready to go
home or do you want to be fucked again?”

  She opened her eyes and saw it was Steve.  The pleasure at
seeing him washed over her face, and she hugged him tightly. “Oh,
yes, Honey.  Take me home.  I’d kiss you to death but I’m such a
mess, I’m afraid you would throw up.”

  For an answer, Steve pulled her into her arms and kissed her
passionately, his tongue sliding deep inside her mouth.  She
returned his kiss with fervor.  Picking her up in his arms, he
carried her to their room.   Several men turned to look at the
stranger carrying the beautiful, cum-covered brunette through the
lobby, to the elevator and up the fifth floor.

=======Thursday=======

  Steve and Raquel were too tired to leave their room the next
day.  They spent most of the day sleeping.  Around 4 PM, Steve
awoke with an erection.  He moved between Raquel’s legs,
supported his weight with his arms, smiled into her sleepy face,
and asked, “I’m hard.  Are you too sore to fuck?”

        For an answer, she pulled his body downward as she thrust
her cunt up to meet his cock.  It entered and caused her to moan.
 Two thrusts later, Steve had it buried to the hilt in her cunt
after which he slowly fucked them both to a delicious cum.  They
fell back asleep with his cock still deep inside her pussy.
---------------------------------

  After brunch, Darla wanted to go to the outdoor pool again.

  "I'm sort of tired... you go ahead.  I'm going back to the room
to take a nap for an hour or two.  I'll join you later.  Be sure
to wear sunblock."

  "Ok."  She grinned at her vacation husband.  "I'm not surprised
you need a rest.  You've fucked me more than Steve has in the
last six months." ---------------------------
  It was almost two hours later before Kent awoke from his nap.
He slipped into his spandex bathing suit, grabbed a towel and
headed for the pool.  At first, he saw no sign of Darla and
wondered if she had gone off to some guy's room to fuck.  Walking
up and down the sides of the large pool, he finally noticed a
woman lying on the pool table in the middle of the swimming pool.
  Her blonde hair was spread all over the table's surface, her
bra had disappeared and her big tits thrust upward toward the
sky.  She still had her string bikini bottoms on, but the men
around on the table were about to change that.

  As I watched the men around my wife, I heard a woman yelling at
her husband.  Turning, I saw them under a large umbrella 20 or so
feet from the pool's edge.  The woman was lying on a blanket
elevating her upper body on her elbows.  Her husband was watching
the pool intently through a large pair of binoculars that were
trained on the pool table.

  "For god's sakes, Harry.  Sit down!  Quit watching that blonde
slut through those binoculars like some school boy."

  "Do me a favor and shut up, Martha.  You're the one who said a
vacation to Hedonism would do wonders for our sex life and you
haven't stopped bitching and moaning since we got here.  That
blonde is hot and those guys are about to do her.  Come on. Watch
with me."

  "Harry, the way to improve our sex life is to participate in
the activities, not watch them as you've been doing all week."

  I walked over and commented, "He's right you know.  You ought
to watch.  That blonde is really hot.  I ought to know.  She's my
wife."

  "Are you shitting me?" Harry asked.

        "No.  Not at all.  Check out the sexy tat on her left
ankle.  And her big 36DD tits and if those guys manage to get her
thong off, check out her shaved twat and her thick pussy lips
that flange open naturally."

  "My god.  All that stuff is there... at least what I can see.
They don't have her bottoms off yet.  It is his wife, Martha.
Come watch with me."

  "I don't get off watching.  I prefer doing.. participating",
Martha said sarcastically.  I moved over and sat down on the
blanket next to her.

  Speaking softly so her husband wouldn't hear, I said, "I
understand, but you might enjoy seeing how those men go about
turning her on.  It certainly gets me hot.  Unfortunately, she
hasn't had any time for me this past several days.  Been driving
me up the wall."

  Martha glanced down at my spandex suit where my erection was
straining to get out.  She stopped yelling at her husband and
looked at it.  Finally she whispered, "How big is it?"

  I whispered back.  "Seven inches, but you can't get your hand
around it.  A lot of women tell me that "thick" is more important
than "long".  What do you think?"  She didn't answer in words,
but her body shuddered slightly, and her eyes never left my
crotch.

  We heard from Harry again.  "Damn.  They've taken off her
bottoms.  She's totally naked out there.  And her cunt is shaved
Martha, just like he said.  And her lips are thick and open."

  I ignored Harry and continued to speak softly to Martha.
"Actually, I enjoy the company of a more conservative woman. 
Darla is wild, but I think women who are more reserved are far
more passionate in bed.  Like you.  You don't think I get this
hard over my wife do you?"

  Her hand moved slightly toward my cock.  She looked up at me.
"May I?"

  For an answer, I moved her hand onto my bulge and then put my
own back on her thigh.  She squeezed me gently, running her hand
up and down the entire length.  At the same time, my hand
explored her naked thigh higher and higher until I reached the
edge of her two piece swim suit.

  "Man!  You won't believe this.  One of those guys has pulled
your wife to the edge of the pool table and is eating her pussy.
She's going wild.  Her mouth is wide open.  I think she's
cumming.  He never took the binoculars away from his eyes.
"Martha..  did you hear me?"

  "Yes dear, I heard you.  Keep watching.  Tell me when they
start fucking her."  Her eyes never  left my cock when she said
it.  My fingers were now slightly under the leg band of her swim
suit.

  Martha was trying to get under my suit, but it was too tight. 
I kissed her lightly on the lips and helped her by pulling the
jockey briefs down enough to free my cock.  It sprung out and
stood at rigid attention.  Martha captured it in her hand and
began stroking the shaft and sliding her fingers over the
cum-moistened head.  Her hips were squirming on the blanket.

  "Ohhh Fuck!  She just came.  I mean she just exploded.  I could
hear her yell.  As soon as she got off, the guy who was doing her
moved away and now another guy has his head between her legs
doing her."

  "Watch carefully Dear.  I want to know how many times she
cums."

  I was having difficulty getting under Martha's suit far enough
to reach her pussy.  She returned the favor I had done her by
lifting her hips so I could pull the suit bottoms off her hips
and down her legs.  Her neatly trimmed, black triangular muff
glistened with moisture.  "Oh Martha.  I love your pussy... you
look like a real woman instead of a teenage girl like my wife."

  My cock throbbed when I heard Martha moan softly at the
compliment.  Harry, of course, could hear or see nothing except
my wife getting off on the pool table.  "She's cumming again!!
Fantastic."   He had his hard cock out now .
        I kissed Martha again, harder this time, and then moved
downward to kiss her other lips.  She spread wider when my head
moved between her thighs.  When my tongue pushed inside her
pussy, her hips arched while her legs went rigid.  I could feel
her gently throbbing.  Looking toward her face, I saw she had her
eyes closed and was biting her lip to suppress the deep groan
that was rising from her belly.

  My tongue reached her clitoris, circled it, flicked across its
tip, and then down the shaft as I suctioned it into my mouth.
Martha's entire body quivered in intense excitement.  Days of
total sexual frustration with her voyeur husband who only wanted
to watch melted away under the maddening sensations my tongue was
producing between her legs.  I pushed two fingers into her
pulsing hole and increased the force and speed of my tongue
against her erect and throbbing clitoris.

  "Ohhh Man!  Your wife just came again.  Now there's a third guy
between her legs."  He held the binoculars with one hand while
jerking his hard cock the other.

  Martha was trembling violently as she neared her first orgasm.
Her cunt was contracting in hard spasms around my fingers while
her clitoris was jerking, pulsing, trying unsuccessfully to
retreat into the safety of its protective hood.  As my tongue
lashed up and down her swollen clit shaft,  Martha's body
suddenly went rigid.  Her legs lifted two feet off the blanket
and shot straight out, knees locked, her toes pointed.  Her mouth
stretched wide open in a deep groan of helpless passion as her
tongue flailed the air.

  The loud groan of intense passion from his wife got Harry's
attention.  Dropping the binoculars from his eyes, he turned just
in time to see Martha's hips pounding up and down as her pussy
exploded, drenching my face.  If Harry's cock was hard from
watching my wife's pussy being licked, it now expanded into an
even larger iron bar from watching his wife's cunt spurting over
my face and listening to her helpless grunts of sexual heat.  He
jacked off furiously as he watched me tongue fucking his wife.

  I didn't even slow down my attack on her throbbing cunt.
Instead, I intensified it by pushing two fingers into her ass to
go with the two already probing her vagina.  The triple attack of
my fingers and tongue brought labored screams from Martha as her
second orgasm raced through her.

  When the pulsations rippling through her pussy subsided, I
moved my head from between her thighs and let her rest.  "Are
they still working on my wife?" I asked Harry.

  He obviously didn't want to take his eyes from between his
wife's legs, but he did manage to turn, bring the binoculars up
again, and check out the pool table.  "They've gotten her off the
pool table and are leading her toward the hotel.  She's got her
thong back on, but that's all."

  "They're taking her to our room to fuck her."  Turning back to
Martha, I asked, "Would you like to come to our room so I can
fuck you?"  Harry's cock jerked when he heard me invite his wife
to fuck.

  "I'd love to have you fuck me...  and Harry can watch?"

  "Of course he can watch.  Or participate.  Whatever."

  "But there will be a lot of men there with your wife."

  "Yes.  Quite a few I would imagine."

  "Will they fuck me too?

  "Probably.  I certainly would if I were them."

  "How many will do it to me do you think?"

  "All of them... however many that is.  How many men were with
my wife, Harry?"

  "Three or four, I think."  Turning to his wife, he added,
"You're not really thinking of going to his room are you?  That's
ridiculous!  You're already in your 40s."

  Harry's last comment easily gets my vote for the most stupid
remark by a male in the past century.  It had the expected
effect.

  Martha rose off the blanket, pulled the bottoms of her suit up
to cover her still pulsing pussy, adjusted her top, picked up her
tote bag, took my arm, and finally, turned toward her husband and
said, "Have fun, Honey.  I'll see you later in our room."

  As we walked away, Martha's arm in mine, Harry yelled at us.
"When do you think you'll be back to the room?"

  "Just as soon as the men finish fucking me, Dear."
-------------------------------------

  As soon as we were outside the door to our hotel room, we heard
Darla moaning.  Martha gasped softly and thrust her hand between
her thighs.  Her hips were thrusting against the fingers
masturbating her clitoris as she whispered, "They're fucking
her..  I can tell.. your wife's being fucked... oooohhh gawd...
this is even wilder than my hottest fantasies."

  "Let's peek in before we enter."  I slipped my card into the
door lock and carefully pushed the door open enough for us to
see.  Martha was correct.  Darla was on our bed, naked except for
her heels, with a man mounted on her.  My wife's mouth was wide
open as she screamed from the pain/pleasure of the large cock
that was plunging in and out of her ass.

  Martha clung to my arm.  She was breathing deeply with
excitement as she whispered in my ear:  "OOohhhh...LOOK... he's
fucking her ass."

  "Of course he is.  I'm going to fuck your ass too.  So will
they."  Her entire body shuddered with a mixture of fear and
intense excitement.  I pulled her into the room.

  With five men in the room, all the guys were delighted to have
the company of the attractive redhead I had brought with me.  I
even think that Darla was relieved that she wasn't going to have
to satisfy all five of us.

  Martha was as anxious for cock as I was for her pussy.  As I
pulled the bottom part of her swimsuit down, she unhooked the bra
and dropped it to the floor.  I led her to the left side of the
king-sized bed and motioned for her to get on it.  "On your back,
Martha.  I want you wide open."

  Darla and her lover moved toward their side to give Martha room
to spread.  She surprised everyone in the room by pulling her
legs wide apart giving all of us a full view of her wet, excited
cunt.  As I had already seen it up close and personal, I wasted
no time moving into her saddle and spearing her with my cock.
Three inches sank into her hole.  Even that small amount was
enough to make the sex-starved woman moan with pleasure.

  Both women grunted as the cocks hammered against the bottom of
their cunts.  After a few thrusts, Martha was begging for it. Two
men fondled her tits while I screwed in and out of her hot
tunnel.  I heard the man beside me scream that he was gonna flood
my wife's pussy.  She screamed back at him to shoot it in.

  Martha's cunt was incredibly tight.  Obviously, Harry hadn't
made full use of it.  When she squeezed her vagina about my rod,
I couldn't hold back my orgasm.   "OOOhhhhhhhh  can't hold it,
Honey.  Gotta shoot... HERE IT CUMS...  UUUNNGGHHHHHHHHH..."
Several streams of semen fired into her waiting cunt.

  For the next two hours, the five of us took turns using the
cunt and ass of each of the women.  Martha moaned loudly the
first time Felix penetrated her ass in doggie position.  The
position allowed him to sink all 7 inches into her upturned butt
after the second thrust.  She kept her ass high and open for him
and halfway through the fuck began to really enjoy it.  When
Felix fired his load into her, Martha's orgasm exploded.

  As soon as Felix finished, Sam dragged Martha off the bed to
the large couch where he got her onto her back with her legs up.
He moved his large body into her saddle and inserted the first
black cock that had ever been in the redhead's cunt.  His full 9
inches sank into her bringing cries of intense pleasure.  Sam
fucked her hard, each stroke driving her ass deep into the
cushions of the couch.  His large cock churned the cum already in
her into a thick white froth that increased in volume when he put
his load into her.

  At the same moment that Sam was cumming inside Martha's
climaxing cunt, Hose was creaming Darla belly and tits with his
load.

  It was almost 8 PM before Martha returned to find Harry pacing
the room waiting for her.  He got hard as soon as he saw the
dried cum in her hair and all over her tits and bush.   Before
morning, he had put three more huge loads of cum into her. Martha
loved it and wondered why in the hell she had waited so long to
try out other cocks.

=======Epilog=======

  Both couples flew home on Friday and two weeks later had
resumed their normal lives.. with several significant exceptions.

  On the Thursday following their return the previous Friday,
Kent moved behind Raquel as she was putting away the leftovers
from their dinner.  He kissed her on the neck, and his hand moved
around to cup her breasts.  At the same time, he pressed his
fully erect cock into the crease of her ass.  "Forget the
leftovers, Honey.  I can't wait to get into you.   All I've been
able to think about all day is your luscious body and pussy."

  "MMMMmmmmm....sounds wonderful, but you're out of luck tonight.
I started my period this afternoon."

  "Oh fuck!  Well, any chance for a blowjob?"

  "I'll suck you anytime, Lover.  But wouldn't you really rather
shoot your load into a hot pussy?"

  "Sure.  But you're having your period and I know very well how
you dislike sex during that time."

  Raquel shrugged.  "That's true, but Darla's not having her
period until next week.  Why not go over and fuck your big hot
load into your other wife's cunt?"

  Surprise registered all over Kent's face.  "You don't mind?
Darla and Steve are Ok with that?"

  "I'm sure they are.  Steve's fucked me three times since we got
back."

  "When?  Where?"

  "Let's see.  Twice during the lunch hour.  You take a box
lunch... he comes over and has my box for his lunch.  The third
time was last night.  You ran off bowling and I was hot for it.
So I called Steve and he was considerate enough to come over and
service his other wife.  So don't worry.  Just call Darla and go
on over there.  I'll see you tomorrow.  But remember, next week
Darla has her period so we'll be sharing our bed with Steve."
-----------------------------

  A week later, just as Raquel had predicted, Steve had come over
around 9 PM.  Both men were excited over the thought of the
impending threesome with Raquel.  Raquel, however, was a lot more
than just excited.  Her pussy was a swamp, but they had to wait
until Carol and Hal retired to their bedrooms for the evening.
Being only 8, Hal was already sound asleep, but Carol at 14
generally stayed up until 11 PM.

  Raquel was in the kitchen preparing some light snacks and beer
for the two men and herself when Carol came in, kissed her, and
said that she was heading up to bed.  Since it was only 9:30, she
was secretly pleased but also surprised.  Carol never went to bed
this early.

  "How come you're going to bed so early tonight, Honey?  Don't
you feel well?" a concerned Raquel asked.

  "I'm fine, Mom.

  "So why to bed so early tonight?"

  Carol shrugged.  "Well, Mr. Laurent is here, and I know you're
really anxious to have sex with him and Dad so I'm going to get
out of your way.  Have fun, Mom."  She hugged Raquel before she
turned to leave.

  A stunned Raquel could only gasp, "What makes you think... I
mean... how...  ?"  Her voice cracked at this point.

  "It's ok Mom.  Really.  I think it's great that all you like
each other so much.  And I won't tell anyone.  Especially not
Hal.   But just remember to be as understanding when I start
having sex with boys.  Ok?"

  Raquel nodded ... near speechless.  "How... how..  I mean..
how..."

  "I think you're trying to ask me how I know.  Well, Mom, you're
really, really loud when Mr. Laurent fucks you.  For example,
last night while Dad was out bowling, I could hear you scream
every time he made you cum."

  "I'm so sorry.  That must have been awful for you to hear.",
Raquel stammered.

  "Why??  It's great.  Last night when I heard you scream, I
sneaked down and listened at your bedroom door.  Wow!  I mean
outta sight!  You never stopped moaning.  He must be fabulous.  I
got myself off twice listening to him fucking you."

  Carol again came over and hugged her mother warmly.  Then, she
whispered in her ear.  "I love you, Mom.  And please, Mom.. be
really loud tonight when they fuck you.  I cum incredibly hard
listening to you."

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