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A Golfer's Dream - Book Two Chilly Winter Hot Summer         Written by TheCaddy

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Chapter Five - Go West Young Man Go West

The two weeks before Dave and John went west to Calgary for the hockey playoffs 
were very busy.  Both spent most of their time studying when they weren't 
practicing.  They had missed almost a whole week of school when they were in the 
Atlantic Tournament and would miss another week for the National Championships.  
Dave was pleased when Katherine eventually started to talk normally to him in 
the hallway at school - she seemed to accept their new level of friendship.

Roger and Carol took their son Dave to the airport Saturday afternoon.  His 
flight was leaving at two o'clock.  The whole team was there and anxiously 
talking about the trip.  Dave kissed his parents goodbye without hesitation - he 
was no longer worried about what his friends might think of it.  

The flight to Toronto only took a couple of hours and, after a short wait, the 
team was onboard the second plane heading for Calgary.  They reached Calgary at 
eight o'clock local time and were immediately loaded onto a bus.  The team was 
taken to the arena where they off-loaded their gear into a dressing room.  They 
were told they could safely leave their gear in the dressing room for the whole 
week.  The tournament organizers then escorted the team to a large meeting room 
where all team players and officials received accreditation.  The entire team 
left the meeting room with picture identification cards hanging from each of 
their necks.  

The Islanders' coach informed the team they would be practicing at two o'clock 
the next afternoon and the bus would take them to the hotel to eat before they 
would retire for the night.  The hotel was only ten minutes from the rink and 
John and Dave were happily roomed together, again.  After a light meal they went 
directly to bed - tired from the long day of travel.

Practice the next afternoon went well.  John and Dave were both psyched about 
the tournament -- but also realized that they were now up against the best 
players in the entire country.  They knew the competition would be significantly 
stronger than any team they had faced this year.  The Central team representing 
Ontario and the Quebec team were always strong because of the large population 
base from which the teams had to draw.  With six teams in total playing for the 
championship, the schedule was set up so each team played one game each day from 
Monday to Friday with crossover games on Saturday and the nationally televised 
final on Sunday.

The first game for the Islanders was against the host Calgary team, Monday 
evening.  It was very obvious early in the game that the Island team was in for 
a tough tournament.  The host team was all over the Islanders from the first 
whistle and ninety percent of the play was in the Islanders' zone.  Luckily, 
their goaltender Craig Stevenson was playing a spectacular game.  In the first 
period Calgary out-shot the Islanders twenty to one.  Dave had the only shot on 
goal - a hard wrist shot from the top of the face-off circle which the Calgary 
goalie handled easily.

In the dressing room Dave could see the nervous looks on the faces of both John 
and his other line-mate, Rudy Biso.  Dave sat beside Rudy and called John over 
to sit with them.  Dave explained, "Listen, I know these guys are really tough 
but we can play with them.  The game I played with the Eagles was similar to 
this.  Like that game, the players are bigger and stronger than what we are used 
to -- but we all have good speed.  We just have to use that speed to our 
advantage.  In the past we have been able to have two players cycling in the 
corner with the third parked in front of the net but, with these stronger 
players, we need all three of us in the corner.  We'll start with a four pass 
cycle where one forward will move beside the net after the fourth pass and one 
of the other two players will look to get him the puck and head to the net for a 
give-and-go.  

"In our own end, we have to get more physical.  We have to be willing to 
sacrifice our bodies to make good passes so we can start good breakouts from our 
zone.  We have to beat them to the puck and, if we don't, we have to knock them 
off the puck.  Our line has been the team's top producer and for our team to 
have any chance to make a crossover, that has to continue."  Both John and Rudy 
nodded to Dave understandingly.

Just as Dave finished speaking, the coach entered the room, "Alright, guys, we 
have to dig deep.  We can't just throw the puck up the boards without looking to 
see if our wingers are in position.  If you don't have a good pass opportunity, 
then pound the puck high off the glass and out of our end.  For all clearing 
shots think GLASS.  The other thing we have to improve on is our hitting.  
Calgary are hitting us all over the ice.  We have to get more physical.  If we 
can win the battles on the boards; we can win this game.  Luckily, Craig stood 
on his head and kept the score zero-zero but we can't continue to give them 
twenty shots to our one."

The team left the room cheering and ready to win the small battles for the puck.  
Dave gave the team a spark on the first shift with a huge open ice hit on one of 
Calgary's star players.  The rest of the line and whole team seemed to feed off 
the hit and stepped up their play.  John's line was the only Islanders' line 
which had more shots for than against.  His line had eight shots on goal in the 
second period and only gave up two shots.  They actually controlled the play 
while they were on the ice as all three forwards played very physical and hit 
the Calgary team every time they touched the puck.  

In general, the second period went much better and the Islanders generated five 
good scoring chances.  Four of those were created by John's line and Dave scored 
the only goal of the period.  Craig faced fifteen more shots in the second 
period and again turned every shot away.  The Calgary team was starting to 
scratch their heads and wonder if they would ever beat Craig.

The Islanders' coach complimented their improvement and told them to work harder 
on defense.  As he was leaving the dressing room, he said to Dave, "Great 
period, Dave; keep up the hard work.  The rest of the team looks to you to lead 
them, so keep up the physical play."

Dave nodded as he concentrated on the third period.  John's line started the 
third period and again Dave used his size and physical play to intimidate the 
Calgary team.  At the halfway point of the period the score was still one-
nothing.  Rudy went to hit one of the Calgary players in open ice and the player 
cut around him.  Mostly by reflex, Rudy stuck out his leg and tripped the 
player.  The referee called the tripping penalty immediately.

Dave and John stayed on the ice to kill the penalty.  They successfully cleared 
the puck into the Calgary zone then fore-checked unmercifully, keeping the puck 
in Calgary's end for half of the two minute penalty.  John and Dave were both 
exhausted and went to the bench for a change.  The next two penalty killers 
tried to fore-check the same way Dave and John had -- but they got caught deep 
in the Calgary zone as the three Calgary forwards and one defenseman started a 
well-coordinated rush which ended with a beautiful goal.

The goal ignited the Calgary team and they went on the attack scoring a second 
quick goal before John's line had enough time to get rested.  John and Dave were 
still a little tired when the coach called on them to take the ice after the 
second goal.  John won the draw and, after a couple quick passes, Dave was 
streaking down the wing with the puck.  He faked to the outside before sliding 
the puck between the Calgary defensemen's legs and cutting to the middle of the 
ice.  The other defenseman didn't have time to react as Dave went in on the 
goalie alone.  He pulled the puck to his side and buried a hard fast wrist shot 
under the crossbar.  Dave threw his hands in the air as he skated towards his 
bench to celebrate the tying goal.  

Dave and John's shifts were getting longer and longer as the coach tried to get 
as much ice time from them as possible.  With two minutes left in the game they 
were catching their breaths on the bench when Calgary converted on another end-
to-end rush making the score three-two.

Dave and John were back on the ice for the last minute and a half of the game 
but even with Craig on the bench for an extra attacker, they couldn't score to 
tie the game.  The final horn sounded and the Islanders had lost their opening 
game three-two.

In the dressing room the coach complimented the team's hard work and Craig's 
excellent play.  He told them to get a good night's rest because they played the 
Pacific team at eleven o'clock the next morning.  

Dave and John were wiped of energy after the game as both had given all they 
had.  They were the last into the showers and the last on the team bus for the 
drive back to the hotel.  They both phoned home to tell their families about the 
loss, talked briefly to each other, and soon fell asleep.

The next morning, all the players were in the hotel restaurant by eight-thirty.  
Both John and Dave ate big breakfasts to replenish the energy expended the 
previous night.  The bus took them to the arena at nine-thirty and the team had 
a short meeting to reflect on the previous night's game.  

When game time finally arrived, the Islanders were ready but the Pacific team 
was even stronger than the Calgary team and scored two early goals against a 
shell-shocked Craig.  With only five minutes gone in the first period, Craig had 
faced thirteen shots before the fourteenth got past him for the Pacific team's 
first goal.  Two shots later the score was two-nothing.  Dave and John got more 
physical and worked the puck around before passing to Rudy who scored his first 
goal of the tournament.  The one goal deficit got extended back to two on the 
next shift as the Pacific team controlled the entire ice.  Dave, John, and Rudy 
were the only line that could put any pressure on the Pacific goaltender.

The long tough game ended with a nine-three victory for the Pacific team.  John 
and Dave added the other two Islanders' goals but the Pacific team was just too 
strong for the Islanders' other lines.

The coach tried to cheer up his players after the game but the team felt 
incredibly disappointed in their performance.

The team returned to the hotel and ate a very quiet lunch.  

After lunch some of the players were going back to the rink to watch the 
afternoon game while other players were going to the pool for a swim.  Dave and 
John wanted to get away so they asked their team host if he could take them to a 
mall.  Each visiting team was assigned a host who was a local volunteer.  Each 
host had a minivan at their disposal to give the teams any tours and 
transportation they needed.  

The host recommended a large mall which was only a mile away.  He dropped Dave 
and John off and asked when they wanted to be picked up.  Dave thanked him and 
said they would walk back to the hotel later.  The mall was huge and the two 
friends went immediately into a large sports store.  The mall was fairly empty 
when they first arrived but within an hour it filled with teenagers.  Dave asked 
one of the sports store clerks why it got busy all of a sudden and he explained 
that there was a large high school next to the mall and the students tended to 
hang out at the arcade and food court after school.

After thoroughly surveying everything in the sports store, Dave and John went to 
the food court for a drink.  Dave couldn't believe the number of beautiful girls 
they saw.  He and John bought a couple of milkshakes and were sitting quietly 
sipping their drinks when two pretty teens walked up to them and asked, "Are you 
two here for the hockey tournament?"

Dave looked down at his black and red team jacket, then looked at John's 
matching jacket.  He then smiled kindly at the girl and asked, "How did you ever 
guess?"

She chuckled as she sat down beside him.  He stared at the tall brown-haired 
beauty before he put out his hand and introduced himself, "I'm Dave MacDonald 
and this is my friend John Stewart."

The girl shook his hand and replied, "I'm Carla and this is Simone."  

Dave looked at the pretty blonde now sitting across from him and beside John.  
He noticed that Simone was shorter than Carla and had a small compact body with 
high, round breasts and a beautiful face.  Dave looked at Carla, "Do you girls 
go to high school near here?"

Carla said they did and soon both Dave and John were speaking comfortably to 
their two new friends.  After chatting for fifteen minutes, the four teens went 
to the arcade and played some video games.  

Eventually, John looked at his watch and saw it was after five o'clock.  He 
explained, "Dave and I have to get going, we have a team meal at six."

Carla cuddled into Dave and asked, "Do you want to go to a show tonight?  You 
already said you don't have to play and there are eight cinemas here in the 
mall.  I'm sure we could find something good to see."

Dave grinned, "I'd love to go to a show ...."  A sharp rap to his shin interrupted 
his sentence.

John suddenly cut in, "Dave, coach said he wanted the team to go see the game 
tonight.  We won't be able to go to a show."

Dave looked at John with a stunned blank look on his face.  He then turned to 
Carla and finished, "I guess I can't make it tonight.  Maybe tomorrow night."

Carla asked, "Will we see you here tomorrow after school?"

Dave shook his head, "No, we play the afternoon game tomorrow.  We go on the ice 
at three."

Carla then looked at Simone, "Maybe we'll go see your game."

Dave hugged her, "I'll look for you at the rink."  He then kissed her cheek 
softly before he said goodbye to Simone.  John gave Simone an unaffectionate hug 
before they walked away.

Dave waited until they were outside and well away from the mall before he turned 
to John and asked, "Jesus, dude, why did you tell her we had to go to the game 
tonight?  The coach didn't mention anything about that."

John shrugged, then replied, "I don't know.  I got a bad feeling about those 
two."

Dave stopped and stared at his friend, "A bad feeling, holy fuck!  I'm so horny 
I'd fuck almost anything.  You know I haven't had any in a long time.  You've 
been getting your share all winter but I haven't.  First I was holding out for 
Jennifer, then I was with the virginal Katherine.  Carla looked pretty damn good 
to me and Simone was hot, too."

John just shrugged and started walking again.  Dave watched his friend walk away 
from him and couldn't believe he didn't have a good explanation for passing on 
those beautiful girls.

After supper, Dave and John actually went with some of the other players to the 
rink.  The game they watched was between the Quebec team and the host team.  As 
expected, the Quebec team was very strong and they beat the host team eight-
nothing.  Dave was not looking forward to playing the Quebec team the next day.

Dave and John didn't bother to phone home with the bad news but instead went 
right to bed after they got home from the rink.

The next morning, Dave and John slept in until nine then went for a large 
breakfast.  After breakfast they went to the pool for a light swim.  The coach 
had warned the team not to spend too much time in the pool because it would tire 
them out.

The team ate diner together before leaving for the rink.  The game preparation 
was similar to the day before but Dave could see the nervousness on his 
teammates' faces.  After two days of the tournament Quebec and Central were 
unbeaten with two wins.  The Pacific and the host each had one win and one loss.  
The West and Atlantic teams had zero wins two losses.  

The game went just as Dave expected.  His line played well and scored two goals 
but the rest of the team couldn't compete with the strong French team.  The 
final score was seven-two.

After the game Dave was walking to the bus with John when Carla walked up to him 
and tugged his arm.  Dave and John both turned to see Simone standing with her.  
They walked to the side of the building with the two girls.  Carla cuddled into 
Dave, "You played really well, Dave.  That was a nice goal you scored."  Dave 
nodded as he dejectedly looked at her.  He was still upset over their third 
straight loss.  Carla continued, "Are you available to go to the show tonight?"

Dave started to say he was when John again cut him off, "Sorry, Carla, but the 
team has plans again tonight.  They keep us on a pretty tight leash."

Dave could feel his blood pressure rise as he stood and nodded agreement with 
his friend -- but inside he was busting.

Carla looked upset, "Oh, I understand.  If you don't want to go out with us, you 
just have to say so."

John was quick to answer, "We don't want to go out with you."

Carla and Simone sneered at the two teens, "Fine then. Goodbye."

As the two girls walked away Dave looked at John in total shock.  "Don't I get a 
say in this?  What the fuck is going on with you?"

John looked sternly into Dave's eyes and said, "You'll thank me some day.  I 
promise."

Dave glared at John, then at his back as he turned and walked to the bus.  Dave 
called, "Thank you? I want to fucking kill you."

Dave and John didn't talk much that night.  They ended up spending the night at 
the hotel and, when they both finally went to bed, Dave was even more pissed at 
his friend.

The next day was another afternoon game but this time against the Central team.  
The daily routine was getting boring and it was even worse today because Dave 
still wasn't talking to John.  Dave hung out with Craig and Ken Jackson.  

The game started with Dave still in an unfocused frenzy as he and John were no 
longer communicating off the ice or on the ice.  The first period was barely ten 
minutes old and the score was five-nothing.  Dave and John's line had just given 
up two goals in one shift.  The coach knew something was wrong because John's 
line had only given up one goal in the previous three games and they now had 
three goals against them in this game alone.  

Dave was sitting on the bench with his head against the boards, staring down at 
his skates.  He heard John calling him but ignored him.  Then he felt a hand 
shaking his shoulder.  He finally looked up at John's smiling face.  John was 
pointing over his shoulder, so Dave turned around and looked where he was 
pointing.

Dave's mouth dropped open as he stared at the most beautiful sight he had seen 
in a long time.  Pressed against the glass which separated the player's bench 
from the stands were three matching pink tee-shirts with UBC across the front.  
Six perky breasts with rink-chilled hard nipples poking out were being mashed 
against the glass.  Dave followed the sea of pink up to three smiling Asian 
faces.  Kim, Lynn, and Tina were looking at him and holding a sign, "SCORE 
Islanders SCORE".

Dave heard John say, "I said you would thank me, didn't I?"

Dave smiled at John, "Score, you're damn right I'm gonna score."

John laughed, "Sorry about Carla, Dude; but I knew if you started to see her, 
you would be in turmoil when Lynn and Tina arrived.  You're too damn nice, so I 
blew her off for you."

Dave chuckled, "Let's get this damn game over with so we can have some real 
fun."

Rudy was listening to the conversation and had looked at the three girls dressed 
alike.  He asked, "There looks to be an extra one; can I go out with her?"

Dave snickered, "Sorry friend but, not a fucking chance, I've been without for 
so damn long I'll need two just to catch up."

Rudy was about to say something when the referee blew the whistle and the coach 
yelled, "John's line."

Dave and John took their game to incredible heights.  They were both hitting 
everything that moved and skating and passing unlike they ever had before.  With 
fewer than three minutes left in the game, Dave and John had carried the team 
back to within one goal of the Central team.  The score was now seven-six.  Dave 
had three goals, John had two and Rudy chipped in for one.  The rest of the 
Islanders elevated their play along with Dave and John and were playing the best 
they had all week.

Dave and John sat on the bench getting a breather before the last shift of the 
game.  With a minute and half left the coach put them on.  Dave and John moved 
the puck around in the Central team's zone and eventually passed to Rudy for a 
shot.  The goalie saved it and held on for a whistle.

There was only twenty seconds left, so the Islanders called time out.  They had 
pulled the goalie and set up for the same play they had used in the Atlantic 
Championships.  The players rested as the coach drew the play on a white board.

When play resumed, John won the draw back to Ken Jackson on defense who quickly 
slid the puck across to Dave on the other defense position.  Dave was about to 
fake a shot and pass to John when a Central player came charging at him.  Dave 
didn't have time to shoot or pass so he faked a move to the left then cut 
towards the boards to his right.  He got past the rushing player and skated 
along the boards looking for a play.

The front of the net was plugged with bodies and Dave saw John backing away from 
the far side of the net, so he passed the puck hard off the boards behind the 
net.  The puck bounced at a perfect angle right to John.  John then spotted Ken 
in the open, back at the blue-line and passed to him.  Dave started towards the 
net as John passed to Ken and he called to Ken for the puck.  Ken one-timed 
John's pass right to Dave who now had a wide open net as the Central goalie got 
caught going in three directions.  Dave snapped the puck into the net for his 
fourth goal of the game.  His team went crazy in celebration.  

The game ended in a seven-seven tie.  Because this was a round robin game there 
was no overtime.  The Islanders went to the dressing room proud of their 
accomplishment.  They had tied a real powerhouse and now had a slim chance to 
make the crossovers.

Dave tried to talk with John after the game but didn't have a chance.  John 
showered and dressed quickly and was already out of the dressing room by the 
time Dave exited the shower dripping wet.  Dave dressed and walked out of the 
dressing room to look for John and the girls.  But he was accosted by reporters 
and fans as soon as he walked out the door.  Dave was preoccupied as he gave his 
interviews and signed autographs for some younger kids.

Eventually the coaches pulled him away from the crowd and led him to the bus 
with the remaining players.  Dave was looking for John and the girls but didn't 
see them.  He was disappointed; he had wanted to talk to Lynn and Tina.  

As he climbed onto the bus he saw John sitting alone, near the back.  He rushed 
back to him, "Where are the girls?"

John put his finger to his mouth, "SSShhhh!  I gave them our room key.  They 
will be waiting for us.  They are staying with us in our room so we have to be 
subtle.  I didn't want the coaches to see them hanging around us, in case they 
see them later at the hotel."

Dave sat in the seat, relieved, he finally looked at his friend, "Sorry for 
being so pissed at you about Carla.  You're right, I would have felt guilty if I 
blew her off today -- so thanks for doing the dirty deed for me."

John just nodded understandingly - he knew his best friend very well.

The coach stood at the front of the bus.  "The staff at hotel have prepared 
supper for us and we will eat as soon as we get there.  Anyone who wants to go 
back to the rink to watch the host team play the West team, meet on the bus at 
seven-fifteen.  If the host team wins or ties that game, than we are out of the 
tournament, but if the West team wins, we still have a chance."

Dave and John ate a quick but large supper.  They were both hungry after the 
tiring game and wanted to get as much energy as they could for what they 
expected to be a long and exciting night away from the ice.

The two friends walked down the hall to their room giddy with anticipation.  
Dave slid his card into the door and the red indicator light turned green.  He 
opened the door and led John inside.  His jaw dropped as he spotted three 
gorgeous Asians dressed in matching white teddies.  He admired the contrast of 
the dark Asian skin to the soft white fabric.  He was barely ten feet into the 
room when Lynn and Tina launched themselves into his arms.  Dave first kissed 
Lynn softly before she moved away and Tina attacked his mouth.

While Tina was trying to suck his tongue out of his mouth, Dave heard Lynn 
explain, "Kim has been talking to John on a regular basis and he told her about 
all the girl troubles you've been having this winter.  He told Kim you are now 
available, so we thought we would drive over here and cheer you up."

Dave pulled away from Tina and replied, "I can honestly say, I was never so 
happy to see anyone in my life as I was to see you three this afternoon.  You 
looked gorgeous."  Dave kissed Lynn with even more enthusiasm as he felt Tina 
unbuttoning his dress shirt.

Lynn loosened his tie as Tina pulled off his shirt.  Lynn then pulled away from 
Dave just long enough to pull his tie over his head.  She held the tie in her 
hands and whispered, "I could find a much better use for this then just 
decoration."

Dave smirked as he felt Tina lean into him.  The soft frilly material tickled 
his abdomen and he felt Tina's soft breasts push into his stomach.  He chuckled 
to himself as he thought about these two much shorter girls attacking him.  He 
leaned down and kissed Tina softly.  He reached down and took both of her 
breasts in his hands as he felt her rubbery nubs press into his palm.  Out of 
the corner of his eye, he saw Lynn drop to her knees then he felt her unbuckle 
his belt and pants.

His rock-hard shaft soon bounced free as Lynn pulled his underwear down his 
legs.  He stepped out of the pile of clothes around his feet before he felt a 
cool hand grasp his hard dick.  He heard Lynn say, "I finally get to hold this 
prize without being pushed away.  It was definitely worth the wait."

Dave felt her hot wet mouth engulf his hardness.  Dave moaned into Tina's mouth 
as Lynn licked and sucked his lonely waiting cock.  Tina pulled away from 
kissing Dave and whispered, "I want a taste of that, too."  She dropped to her 
knees beside her friend who generously shared the prize penis.

Dave looked down at the two glorious girls licking and slurping on his prick.  
He closed his eyes as he felt the euphoria of his first orgasm start to flood 
his senses.  He knew he wouldn't last after the long monastic and chilly winter 
and he soon whispered, "I'm cumming!"

Both girls heard his warning but continued to take turns sucking and fondling 
him.  He could feel one set of lips on his shaft and another licking and gently 
sucking his testicles.  The pleasure was too much to hold back as he felt his 
balls fill up, then explode; his release sent his hot seed shooting out of his 
shaft.  He didn't know who was sucking him when he came but whoever it was 
didn't pull away as his juices filled her mouth.  He then felt a switch as the 
other girl licked and cleaned up the remainder of his offerings.  

Dave's legs felt weak but he maintained his balance as he eventually opened his 
eyes and peered down at the two sexy Asians paying homage to his manhood.  Lynn 
and Tina were now kissing each other sexily and Dave surmised they were sharing 
his seed.  Dave watched as their tongues swirled in each other's mouths.  He 
gently placed a hand on each of their heads so he could feel their smooth, 
cascading hair.

Dave could see the love the two girls felt for each other as they slowly parted 
then climbed to their feet.  Dave kissed each girl softly before they nudged him 
gently onto the bed.  Dave pushed his body up the bed and placed the pillows 
under his head so he could admire the two angels climbing onto the bed at his 
feet.  

He could now see their dark nipples pushing out the white fabric.  Tina's 
breasts were larger than Lynn's and her nipples had large dark areolas.  Lynn's 
tiny breasts had small bronze-colored areolas and Dave remembered them well from 
his short peek in Vancouver.  He had masturbated many times over the winter, 
dreaming of these pretty dark nipples.  He leaned forward and sucked one into 
his mouth.  The material quickly got wet as he teased the nub through the fabric 
with his tongue.  He slid a hand to each of their crotches.  He was pleased to 
find both very wet with anticipation.

Dave rubbed and teased their clits through the soft textile and both girls 
purred with excitement.  Lynn pushed Dave back onto the pillow and gasped, "I 
need you to lick me, NOW!"

She continued moving up the bed and straddled his face.  Dave moved the white 
material to the side as his lungs filed with the zesty aroma of her sex.  Dave 
began licking circles around her pouty brown lips.  Lynn's fingers were weaving 
through his hair as she moaned, "Lick me, Dave.  Please!  I need to feel your 
hot fucking tongue inside me."

Dave was in a teasing mood and continued to circle his tongue around her nether 
lips and only occasionally feather the tip across her hard, swollen clit.  She 
moaned loudly every time he touched the nub but he quickly returned to teasing.

Dave could feel his shaft slowly start to recover and was pleased to feel Tina's 
soft lips suck him into her mouth.  Her hand was caressing his balls as she 
licked and sucked him back to hardness.  After he was completely hard she 
straddled his hips and he felt her guide his hard pole into her soft wet tunnel.

Tina moved her hips unlike anyone Dave had ever made love to before and her 
gyrations quickly excited him.  He could hear Lynn calling for him to fuck her 
with his tongue.  Dave slid his hands under Lynn's soft white top and he rolled 
her nipples between his thumb and fingers.  Lynn's fingers began pulling his 
hair and she became more insistent, "Dave, lick my fucking clit.  You're driving 
me wild!"

Dave put his lips to her throbbing clit and sucked the hot flesh into his mouth.  
Lynn's whole body shook and bucked on his face as she screamed through an earth-
shattering orgasm.  Dave pinched her nipples harder as she seemed to peak, then 
he rubbed them gently as she rode the wave of her orgasm.

He continued licking and sucking her clit as he felt Tina's motions slowly 
increase in speed.  Lynn slowly recovered then she moved off of Dave's face.  
Dave looked down at Tina who had her eyes closed as she ground against Dave's 
rock hard pole.  Dave's view was suddenly blocked again as Lynn had turned 
around to face Tina but again straddled his face.

Dave moved his hands and was holding Tina's hips as she swirled around on his 
meat.  Dave started to drive his tongue deep into Lynn and was surprised when he 
heard a muffled moan.  Tina was now moaning in pleasure and her pace was 
becoming frantic.  Dave slid his hands up to fondle her breasts but his right 
hand came in contact with Lynn's chin.  He now knew why her moan was muffled - 
she was sucking Tina's tits while he fucked her.  The thought of Lynn and him 
double teaming Tina made his prick lurch in excitement and Tina moaned immediate 
approval.  

Dave was now pushing harder into Tina and he was getting closer and closer to 
his orgasm when he suddenly felt fingertips rubbing against the base of his 
shaft.  Tina moaned louder and Dave realized Lynn was rubbing Tina's clit while 
he fucked her.  Dave's orgasm was quickly building when he heard Tina scream out 
and felt her pussy clamp down onto his throbbing shaft.  The incredible feeling 
of her pussy strangling his girth sent him over the edge and he pounded his load 
deep into her hot tunnel.  He thrust into Tina four more times, sending his 
juices deep inside her.

Dave had to lift Lynn off his face so he could get some air as his whole body 
shook with excitement.  Once Lynn was out of the way, Tina collapsed on top him, 
still holding his withering dick inside her.  Lynn cuddled into the side of both 
of them as the three exhausted lovers closed their eyes for a short nap.
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