    Title: Molly and the Boys
    Author: Eskimo1958
    Summary: Bob & Mollie go on their yearly adventure in search of great sex. Spring break brings
     out the best of her, and four very lucky college boys. Bob isn't left out, as he gets
     a helpful coed.
    Keywords: MMMM/FF, M/F, FF, anal, mature

It was a long drive to central Florida, and after checking in and finding our assigned two-bedroom condo on Friday evening, we crashed, not waking until late the next day. It was spring break, and my wife, Molly, and I(Bob) made this an annual thing. We've been married for twelve years, she a very young looking forty-four year-old blonde, even with being five-five, and weighing in at one-sixty. Her body was firm, as were her 42c breasts, which stood out proudly on her chest.

She calls them her decoys, which you'll soon learn why. You see, back in Indiana, we're respectable members of the community, Molly a guidance counselor at a nearby high school, and me a vice-president of a small-town bank. And every year, for the past seven years of our marriage, we've made this trip down, we've let loose our inhibitions.

The first time started rather innocently, and I guess all things like this do. We went out, had a bit too much to drink, and Molly flirted with some men that were on a business trip. She didn't do anything sexually at first, but we talked about it, and as we talked, we ended up having the best sex in our marriage. By the end of the week, she was enjoying the attention that a new-found lover was giving her, as I enjoyed watching and joining in.

After the first time, we had a heart-to-heart talk. She enjoyed it greatly, as did I, but we both decided to limit it to just a once a year thing, hence, our annual pilmagrige to decadence in Florida. The six trips since have been interesting to say the least. We never met the same 'lover' on more than one trip, and three times, we ended up finding a couple, with each of us enjoying the spouse of another. One trip, during the week, she had three different men, but not all at once. That was last year, and it got things rolling in her head, and a plan set in motion.

For this year, we decided we would have her enjoy more than one lover at once, to see how she liked that. That's why we picked this week, as it was spring break for most colleges here in the USA. We knew what we wanted, but really didn't have a plan set on how to go about it. Guess you could say we were going to play it by ear.

We woke late on Saturday morning, and after a good breakfast, headed towards the pool. Molly wore a one piece, with ample cleavage, as we found a pair of lounge chairs, and sat around to see what came by. After a few hours, she mentioned she was getting a bit discouraged, as there was an ample amount of young male studs, but also an overflow of hot-looking young college females. I told her not to get discouraged, as she was still damn good looking, and when the right boys come along, I was sure she could captivate them.

That day ended up being a bust, as we eventually headed inside and had dinner. We then got ready for an evening of hitting the resort bar, seeing what we could find there. We showered and dressed, with Mollie getting into a blue cocktail dress, with a bra that pushed her gorgeous tits up and out. You could have set a mug of beer on them. We made our way to the bar, and entered and found a table, which could have set six easily, which we took for ourselves. This was at eight, by ten, the place was mobbed with about a hundred college kids, and two old farts....us! A small group sat at our table, taking turns standing and wandering around.

There wasn't much conversation, as the music was loud and not much was happening. Mollie and I would get up to dance once in awhile, and the kids would save our seats. There were about nine of them, really split into three groups, six guys and three girls. They pretty much left us alone, and we both noticed two of the girls getting hit on by two of the guys, with the other girl and four guys just hanging around, a bit awestruck. I asked Mollie on the dance floor if she was interested, but she wasn't too sure.

By midnight, we had had enough, and said good-bye to the others and headed back to our condo. On Sunday, we repeated Saturday, and I noticed a sense of frustration in Mollie's behavior. We took the same spot by the pool, and sat and watched. An hour later, Mollie spied two of the guys from last night, and said hello to them as they walked by. They smiled, made the same reply, and went on their way.

An hour later, they came back by, this time with one of them, a short thin blonde, saying "Hello."

Mollie looked up, and said "Good morning boys, you two enjoying yourselves?"

"Yes ma'am." The other, a slightly taller, heavier and darker one responded.

Mollie frowned, "Don't call me ma'am, boys, my name is Mollie." The shuffled their feet, as Mollie broke the ice, "So, what college you boys from?"

The taller one replied, with a stammer, "Saginaw Valley, ma...er..Mollie, it's in Michigan." He looked at his friend, and added "This is Dan, my name is Jeff."

"Well Jeff, and Dan, this is my hubby Bob, we're from Indianapolis." (Close enough.) She looked around "Where are your friends?"

They took seats, as Dan said "They ,uh, had a bit too much to drink last night."

"Praying to the porcelain god?" I said with a chuckle.

"Yeah," Jeff said "We told them not to drink so much."

"All four of them?" Mollie asked.

"Well," Jeff blushed, "Only the two that got drunk, Mark and Tom, are with us, don't know who the other two were, they ended up with two of those girls."

"Ahhh," said Mollie, "But what about the third girl?"

"Well, we found out her name is Wendy, but none of us could get her interested in anything we had to offer." Said Dan, with a grin.

I could tell Mollie was loosening up, gaining confidence, as she obviously found her quarry. Three hours later, she knew everything about the two of them, probably even their shoe size, as the four of us chatted away. They were both sophomores, twenty-years-old, and first time south. Their friends the same. And the boys, they were bathing in the attention Mollie was giving, taking it all in.

By supper time, we had new friends, and potential lovers. We invited them to eat with us, which they eagerly agreed too. We parted ways, and headed back to shower and get dressed for our evening meal. Once back in our condo, I asked "Well? Will these two do?"

She smiled a devilish grin, saying "May need some more," She pulled me close, and I could feel the fire of her cunt, "As I'm sooooo horny."

I chuckled, saying "And you know those two are probably virgins."

She smiled, "Yes, and that's the best part, isn't it!"

When we arrived at the restaurant, we were happily surprised to find the two friends of Dan and Jeff were with them. Mollie squeezed my hand tightly, and smiled, as we were formally introduced to the other two. The six of us had a good meal, and Mollie chatted casually with the new guys just as well as she did with the other two from earlier. After dinner, I suggested we all meet at eight at the bar, which they readily agreed too.

We parted ways again, with Mollie and I heading for our unit, and they to theirs. We were about there, when I spied a familiar figure. She was walking towards us, a good six inches shorter than Mollie, and a good seventy pounds lighter. As we approached, Mollie recognized her as well, saying "Hello there, how you doing this evening?"

She frowned, and replied "Oh, okay, I guess."

"Where's your friends?" Asked Mollie.

"With some guys," She said, a bit down in the dumps.

"Well," Mollie said "We're going to the bar later on, those boys that were there last night are going to join us, why don't you too?" I was floored, but did my best to show no emotion.

"Gee, I...uhh..." she was stammering.

Mollie smiled, took her hand, saying "Oh come on, lets go get something on casual for the night, and have a good time."

It took me a few seconds, before I realized they were walking away from me, as I quickly caught up, listening to my wife work on the girl. Mollie introduced us, as she told us her name, it was Wendy, and she was from Ohio University, a freshman.

Once back in our condo, Mollie and Wendy chatted away, as Mollie put on a short skirt, and a tight top, going braless. Wendy looked at her a bit funny, as she watched my wife dressed. After about twenty minutes, Mollie looked at me funny, and said "Why don't you go over now, we'll catch up." She winked, and I knew I had better get going. We hadn't a chance to discuss this, was this a new twist in plans? I was damn sure it was, but what will happen was what I was wondering. I didn't think Mollie would share four guys, which means maybe she's going to set me up? We'll see, I thought.

I was at the bar a good forty minutes early, and ordered me a soda. No booze for me, as I wanted to see what happens in a clear state of mind. At a quarter to eight, the four guys showed up, and I bought them a round, saying Mollie will be here shortly, opting not to mention anything about Wendy, in case she backed out. Two rounds and an hour later, us guys, especially me, were wondering where she was. The place was already packed, and we were crammed into the same booth as last night. Finally, the crowd parted, and I about dropped my teeth. Here was both of them, with Mollie in the same outfit I had left her, but Wendy wearing a skirt as well, plus a tube top, which barely hid her smallish breasts.

The boys parted, as Mollie scooted in next to me, followed by Wendy. Mollie shouted over the music into my ear, saying "We went to her place, and got her something a bit more appropriate to wear."

I turned my head and shouted back in hers, "Does she know your plans?"

She just smiled, pretending not to hear. Yeah, right. Soon, the guys were taking turns dancing with Mollie, with Wendy opting to stay at the booth, eventually sitting up against me. After two hours, and plenty of booze consumed by all, except for me, everybody was feeling fine. Each time Mollie would dance, she would let the guy get a bit more adventurous with their hands. One time, she was sitting on the other side, in between Dan and Mark, and it was obvious that she had a hand on each of their crotches. By then, Wendy was having a good time, and to make room in the booth for all to sit, she ended up sitting on my lap, with my arms wrapped around her waist.

She was watching my wife in action, as Mollie was soon exchanging kiss's and heavy petting. My hands were roaming Wendy's small body, with no signs of resistance. I whispered in her ear on a few occasions how good she looked, and felt good too! She would respond by rubbing her back up against my chest. Yeah, I think I was going to get some. And looking at Mollie in action, she was sure to have more than just her hands full.

At about eleven, Mollie went up to the bar, pulled a few bills out, and came back to our table with a six-pack of beer in her hand, motioning all to come. I kissed Wendy's neck, and whispered, "Come on, lets go back and have our own private party." She turned her face, and our lips locked for a bit, only to be interrupted by Mollie tugging on my arm, encouraging us to leave the noisy, smoky bar.

It was an interesting trip back to our condo. She was between Tom and Jeff, each helping each other to walk, as they each took liberties with handfuls of flesh. By the time we were half-way to our unit, her top was pushed down to her waist, and the four guys were helping her out of her skirt, her naked twat exposed to the night air. Wendy and I were having our own little fun, as she was soon being carried by me, her chest up against mine, arms around my neck, legs around my waist. She giggled in my ear, as I massaged her small ass, saying "So that’s what a hard prick feels like."

Oh yeah, this was going to be fun! We staggered into our condo, all seven of us, ending up on the floor in front of the couch. Mollie sat up, pulling her top off over her head, flinging it into the corner, saying "Come on boys, let's see what I get to play with."

They looked at her a bit confused, as I chuckled, saying "She means get those clothes off and those hard cocks out, gentlemen." Wendy laughed, and curled up against my chest, as I reached around her body, pulling her top off. My hand found her left tit, and gently massaged it, flicking her rapidly rising nipple.

Wendy was in awe, as all four guys were now naked, and all over my wife. Her skirt was undone, and tossed in the opposite direction as her top. I sat up, pulling Wendy onto my lap, as I still worked her tit, as my other hand found her panties. She moaned slightly, as I worked a finger on her clit. We watched, as Mollie had all four stand, her mouth and hands working on four hard cocks. She would admire each one, taking a good look at it before swallowing and sucking for a bit. Dan and Mark and average six-inch tools. Tom was a healthy seven, but she smiled at Jeff, who had a fat nine-incher. He had me beat by about an inch in length, and a good two inches in girth.

Wendy smiled, and turned her head, saying "Looks like Mollie is going to get what she was wanting."

I chuckled, guess Mollie did some good talking to Wendy. "Yeah," I replied, "Looks like she'll get plenty." I inserted a finger into Wendy's tight, young cunt, adding "Would you like to get plenty?"

She smiled, "I think you'll have plenty for me, won't you?" Ohhh yeaaahhhhhhh!

I rolled her onto her back, and got my face between her milky thin thighs, and started lapping up her juices. As I dove south, I saw Dan and Tom blow their loads on Mollie's face, just as Jeff filled her mouth. I wasn't worried, I was sure they would rebound quickly. With my rapidly licking tongue, and a pair of fingers in her quim, Wendy came hard and fast. I didn't stop, as I kept on eating her from one orgasm to another, with her screaming in ecstasy as each one hit. She wasn't scared to shout her emotions, and I was starting to get worried that the cops would be called.

By now, I knew she was plenty lubed up, as I was correct in guessing she was a virgin. I pulled up, and laid up next to her, pulling her flushed body to mine. She was catching her breath, as we watched Mollie on her back, legs on Marks shoulders, as he drilled her cunt, while sucking on Dan's hard shaft, his hands on the sides of her face, fucking it with abandon. We watched them, as Mollie's sounds of joy from her own orgasm were muffled by the cock she was sucking. Mark grunted and cried out, as he filled her slick cunt with his load.

He pulled out, to be replaced by Jeff, sporting another erection and entering her quickly, holding her legs by her ankles. Tom took to sucking her tits, as she reached down and grabbed his tool, tugging on it roughly. I could tell she was having a grand old time, as I whispered into Wendy's ear, "You want some privacy?"

She nodded her head yes, kissed my lips, saying "For now, yes." I smiled, and easily picked her up, carrying her into our bedroom, and laying her gently on our extra-king size bed. I kicked off my shorts, and crawled in next to her, puling the covers over us. Soon we were kissing, as she reached down and felt my throbbing tool. My mouth fell to her right tit, as I suckled it gently, as my hand found her wet cunt, massaging her pussy lips and clit once more. She moaned, and asked "Um, can I try on top?"

I broke from her nipple, saying "Sure, anything you desire." As I rolled onto my back. She smiled, as she swung her leg over my torso, and sat down, her hot, moist cunt on top of my hard cock. We could hear the loud sounds of sex from the other room, with Mollie moaning with delight, and the occasional grunts of the guys as they filled her willing body. Wendy raised her body, and I guided the tip of my cock to her virginal opening. I was about to say to take it slow, but she had none of that, as she slammed down hard, crying out as my prick invaded her womb.

She sat there, as I pulled her torso down to me, and kissed her cheek, saying "There, there, relax for a bit, you decide how much you want, okay."

She nodded her head, as she kissed my chest, my hands massaging her tight, small ass. We could now hear the rythematic sound of someone fucking Mollie with long, hard strokes, as I felt Wendy starting to gently grind her cunt onto my cock. I was in heaven, as her hot young cunt felt like a velvet glove, feeling the ripples of her vaginal walls, as I felt her cunt spasm with minor tremblers. Her breathing was heavy, as she picked up the tempo. I started thrusting up into her as well. Gently at first, but with a bit more force as we went.

It wasn't long before she was sitting up right, bouncing up and down on my cock, her head thrown back, as an orgasm was building from within. And when it came, we came together, she stiffening up, and screaming once more, as I flooded her tight cunt with my load. She fell forward, collapsing onto my chest, as I hugged her tight. As we rested, recovering from our mutual cum, my pecker wilted, eventually her tight cunt releasing it. I could feel what felt like a steady stream of our mutual fluids draining onto my groin from her well-fucked cunt.

After about ten minutes of silence, she arched her back like a cat, and stretched, as I asked "Well, was your first time as good as you expected it?"

Her face had a shocked look at first, then a smile came to her glowing face, as she leaned her head down and kissed my lips. "Yes, it was even better." She started pushing her body down mine, adding "And I would like to thank you for being such a caring lover." She smiled a wicked smile, as she took my flaccid cock into her hand, and placed her mouth around the headed. I just moaned and laid my head back down, letting her warm mouth work me back to a rigid state.

I was amazed, not just amazed at how quickly she learned to suck cock, but at how fast I regained a serviceable hardon. Shit, I'm forty-four! I shouldn't have this good of a recovery! Of course, the thought of a woman less than half my age sucking my manhood definitely helped. I still didn't know her age(Later found it to be eighteen, by only three months.), but I wasn't caring, either. Once I was hard, she started to mount me once more, but I stopped her. Sitting up on the edge of the bed, I pulled her towards me, then turned her around, and brought her butt to my lap. She knew what to do, as she reached back between her thighs, grabbed my meat, and guided it to her pleasure palace.

I moaned, as she sank down all the way. My arms wrapped around her, as I kissed the back of her neck, her hands on my knees, rising and falling gently on my shaft. I whispered "Come on, lets go see how Mollie's doing with her toys." She giggled, then squealed with laughter, as I picked her up easily, my cock still wedged deep in her cunt. We went into the living room, and what a sight. Mollie was on her knees on the couch, facing the back of it. In front of her face, Jeff was feeding her his meat, as Dan was fucking her ass, and underneath her, Mark was shoving his meat repeatedly into her overworked cunt.

Mollie's body was covered with cum and sweat, her dangling tits being squeezed roughly by Mark, as he took love bites on her exposed neck. Dan had his hands on her ass cheeks, and from his facial expression, I knew he was about to blow his wad. Dan stiffened and grunted, spraying his load up in Mollie's bowels. He moaned and pulled out, his exhausted body dropping to the floor, next to a prone Tom, who just smiled, high-fived him and handed him a beer.

They turned to us, smiling, as I sat on the recliner, my right hand going to Wendy's exposed clit, rubbing it as we watched the performance of the three on the couch. Mark grunted next, filling her cunt, sending her into another orgasm, followed by Jeff, who pulled out and sent ropes of cum onto her face and lips. She greedily licked her lips, and with her hands, wiped up the cum and sucked her fingers clean. The four guys, watching her do this, cheered in appreciation.

Mollie blushed, then stood up, Dan's semi-hard cock popping out of her cunt. She then smiled and curtsied, as a river of cum drained down her thighs. "Damn boys, that session was fuckin great." She came over to Wendy and I, "Let's take a break, and do it some more." She kissed Wendy on her forehead, and whispered in her ear, "Did you enjoy it?"

Wendy smiled, and reached out and grabbed Mollie's shoulders, and locked her lips on hers, once breaking "Oh yeah, he's sooo good." She squirmed on my lap, my cock throbbing deep inside of her. Mollie smiled, then leaned forward and gave me a kiss, giggling as Wendy grabbed a breast and pulled it to her mouth, giving the hardened nipple a good suck. Now I knew Mollie usually doesn't do girl-girl, but I had a pretty good feeling she was going to eventually before the night was over.

Mollie straightened up, and turned around, taking in the sight of the four young guys, and their erect cocks. God youth is wonderful. She went over and sat on the floor, inviting them over to her. As she nursed a beer, they nursed on her, Tom and Jeff snacking between her thighs, as Dan and Mark feasted on her beautiful breasts. I was happily letting Wendy grind her tight cunt on my rod, enjoying the feeling. I knew if I started drilling her, I wouldn't last, so I opted to just sit back and let her work. Every five minutes or so, her body would shudder with a good orgasm, her cunt tightening down even more.

Mollie, who was watching us, and having orgasms of her own, finally downed the remnants of her beer, saying "Okay boys, who wants my cunt?" as she crawled on all fours towards Wendy and I. She smiled up to Wendy, as she buried her face into her snatch, her tongue flicking over her clit, and licking my shaft. Tom beat the other three, quickly burying his meat into her upturned rear. If Wendy thought her earlier orgasms were good, she was happily mistaken. Soon Mollie had her screaming loudly, as she was having one hard cum after another. Jeff thought quickly, shutting her up by feeding his meat into her mouth. It worked, as she sucked away, as she fucked away in tune with the action Mollie was doing to her clit.

Mollie ate her as each guy took a turn in her cunt, each dumping a load, and each filing Wendy's mouth with another. They had to, she was a bit too loud. I eventually blasted mine as well, filling her up again. By three we were all spent, and ready to crash. Actually, I don't even remember going into the bedroom. I do remember making Mollie airtight with Dan and Tom, as Jeff and Mark were at each end of Wendy, giving her a last good fuck.

I woke up with the late-morning sun shining through the window. Talk about being sore, I couldn't imagine what Mollie felt like. Gathering my bearings, I raised my head,. Wendy was next to me, sleeping soundly. On the floor was Dan, passed out and curled up. I gingerly climbed out of bed and headed towards the bathroom. The clock in the living room said quarter to noon. After a good pee, I made my way to the other bedroom and peered in. There was Mollie, her head in Jeff's lap, he sitting up against the headboard, snoring away. His spent, but still somewhat rigid cock, inches from her mouth. She was on her side, with her arms around Tom, his cock still in her twat, and behind her was Mark, his arms around her, his flaccid meat pointing to her ass, which was gaping open, and a trail of dried cum leading out of it.

I made my way back to the kitchen, and started a pot of coffee. Wendy was the first to wake, finding me sitting at the table. She just smiled, still naked as was everyone else, as she swung her leg across my lap, and sat down on my happily rising member. She kissed me, saying "Good morning Bob." I smiled, kissing her back. She took my coffee, and took a sip, and asked, "So, now what?"

"Not sure, that’s up to you and Mollie." I responded.

A voice from behind, it belong to Mollie, "Well, for starters, let's get cleaned up, and have breakfast. Cum is good, but it isn't very nourishing." Wendy giggled, as Mollie went and poured herself a cup of coffee, and sat next to us. Giving us each a peck on the cheek. "Then, we can make arrangements for the rest of the week." She smiled at Wendy, "Would you like to be included? You can take care of Bob's needs." She crossed her legs and winced in slight pain. “And maybe spell me once in awhile."

We both laughed. "You enjoy it, baby?" I reached over and patted her bare breast.

"Tremendously!" She replied. "We may have to try this again next year."

Wendy blurted "Can I tag along?"

Mollie blushed and I cleared my throat. Then I said "Wendy honey, this is sort of a yearly thing, and well, we have yet to invite the same participants back. Although this was the first time we had so many."

Wendy had a hurt look on her face, as Mollie cheered her up, by saying "But from what I watched last night, there are four guys in this very condo that would be very happy to take care of your needs on a somewhat regular basis." She looked at the pouting Wendy, "Although, maybe we can make an exception.!" she added with a smile. She pulled her by her hand, and helped her off my throbbing meat, "Now come on, lets shower before the boys wake. I've a feeling you may be busy today."

"Me?" Wendy asked, "What about you?"

As they headed towards the bathroom, she answered her, "Honey, I'm in my forties, not young like I once was, I'm going to need half a day to rest up before I can take those young studs on." Wendy giggled as they entered the bathroom and closed the door. I could hear them talking away, as the first of the guys woke and made an appearance. It was Mark, and he looked like shit. He smiled, and said good morning, and poured himself some coffee.

He sat down at the table, and just stared blankly into space. I started to say something, but two more came staggering out, Dan and Jeff. I cheerfully said "Good morning, boys." And they smiled. They weren't as bad as Mark, as they started chatting away about the previous night's festivities. Soon, Tom made his morning appearance, and by now Mark was awake enough that he was engaged in conversation as well. They then started to ask me questions about Mollie, and about the rest of the week. I assured them that Mollie would be available on a limited basis for her own pleasure. That she would probably be informing them of any rules once her and Wendy were out of the shower.

I just got done saying that, when the bathroom door opened, and out walked both ladies, naked as the day they were born. All five of us guys let out wolf whistles, and complimented them on their attire. Both smiled, and took seats at the table, as I said "Well Mollie, the boys were wondering what's in store for them."

Mollie smiled, and said "For starters, you boys go get cleaned up, then we'll have breakfast" She looked at the clock, "Okay, maybe lunch would be better, since it is after noon already, and I'm sure you boys will need to replenish your body." There was snickering, as she went on. "The rest of the day is for rest and relaxation, for both Wendy and I. Then after dinner, you boys meet back here at, oh, lets say eight-thirty?"

There was mutual agreement from all four of them, as they went about hunting for their clothes, and headed for their condo. As the last boy left, Mollie said "Bob? Wendy is going to stay with us the rest of the week, is that okay with you?"

I responded with a definite "Hell yeah!", as I reached out and pulled Wendy over to my lap, and started to suck on her tiny tits as she squealed with laughter.

Mollie playfully smacked my arm, saying "We're hungry, go shower so we can eat. And Wendy is going to get her stuff from her place afterwards. Then you can have her while I rest up for tonight."

I pretended to pout, as I released my grip on Wendy, as we all went about hunting for our clothes. Wendy was non-stop talking the whole time we went and ate. Afterwards, Mollie went with her to get her things and they returned about two. The rest of the afternoon we spent in bed, enjoying each others warm bodies. Mollie and Wendy went down on each other three times as I watched. I had to warn them not to get too tired, as Mollie had another night of hard sex waiting.

We eventually showered once more, then went and had a large dinner. Got back at eight, and relaxed as we waited for the boys. When they arrived, Mollie explained what would take place the rest of the week. There would be group sex each night from eight-thirty to midnight, and at that time, three boys would leave, while one would spend the night with her. A different stud each night, drawn at random. During the morning, from nine to noon, the three guys that did not spend the night, get forty-five minutes each solo time with her. Friday night will be the last night, and that will be a party night, just like what happened last night. She also informed them that Wendy has agreed to spend the afternoons with them, but only on a one-on-one basis, and here in our condo while Mollie rests. Each guy will have a one-hour shot at her each day from twelve-thirty to four-thirty. On Friday, no sex from dawn until seven. Then it's a free-for-all.

The guys were happy to hear this, and said so. So, the rest of the week, Mollie was a virtual sex toy to four horny college boys, as I had Wendy pretty much to myself, except for the afternoons, which was just as well, since she drained my body each day. Mollie had, in order, Jeff on Monday night, Mark on Tuesday night, Dan on Wednsday night, and Tom Thursday. In the mornings she did each boy once for the allotted time. And in the afternoons, she rested, while Wendy took care of any needs, which means she spent each afternoon on her back. By Friday morning, the girls were rather worn. Wendy and I did it once after the preceding evenings group session, then fell asleep. Friday morning, after Tom left, and the girls and I showered, I had the pleasure of listening to the two of them describe the whole week's activates. They were literlay comparing notes, who had the best touch, most energetic prick, agile tongue, and what have you.

When the girls weren't comparing 'notes', they were resting all day Friday. I went and got them their meals, and I noticed no sign of the boys most of the day when I was out. I did notice the whole week, that when it came to an assigned meeting time at our condo, the guys were more than punctual. Friday night was no different. They were here at seven-thirty, the agreed to time. For the next seven hours, we drank and fucked non-stop! Wendy and Mollie took us in every conceivable position, and a few more that they made up along the way. At times when us guys were recovering, those two did some work on each other. Each of us came seven times during the festivities, and no idea how often the girls did.

By two-thirty in the morning, we were all exhausted, as the guys crashed in the one bedroom with Mollie, and Wendy and I in the other. I would wake to the sounds of fucking from the other room, as one stud or another would wake up and find a willing hole on Mollie. This would even stir me back to life, as I would climb on top of Wendy, and pound away, not stopping until both of us were spent once more.

Saturday morning came, and from the sounds of it, so was one of the boys in Mollie. I lifted my head, and nursed on Wendy's exposed nipple, making her moan in her sleep. My hard cock found her hole, as she lifted her leg for me to enter her sticky cunt. As she opened her eyes, I kissed her lips, as we could hear activity in the other room. We just smiled, and enjoyed the feeling of a long, satisfying fuck, as the morning sun filtered into the room.

Wendy came a few times, gasping for air, as I pounded away. My cock felt like it was dried up, no cum left, but I was still hard as steel, as I went. Finally, after forty minutes, I grunted, and my cock spasmed as I filled her tight, young snatch. She giggled, as she rolled away, my pecker slipping form her warm confines.

We laid there and recuperated for awhile, as we listened to Mollie take one stud right after another. Finally, we got up, and went in and watched, just as Mark filled her abused cunt with the final load. We clapped at the performance, as Mark stood and took a bow, with Mollie getting upright on her knees, and taking a bow as well, as loads of cum drained down her thighs.

The boys helped her up, and all five went into the bathroom to shower together. Wendy and I did the same in our bathroom, and she sucked me off one last time. After breakfast, we told the guys that it was a great week. Mollie surprised me when she asked for their phone numbers, as she thought maybe a repeat may be in order later in the summer. Wendy started to frown, but Mollie told her "Don't worry, you'll be invited."

So, that was the end of our week. We had the group leave, Wendy ended up spending the last night with the four guys, and Mollie and I rested for the long drive home on Sunday, with plenty of memories gathered for another year. Can't wait to see if she goes through with meeting up with them over the summer.

the end....maybe

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