Author: Frederick T.
Title: Mexico, Si !
Part: 8 of 13
Universe: Adventures of Willy Tamarack - Willy Tamarack Saga
Summary:
Keywords: (MF FmMf M+F+f oral anal group)
Language: English

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                                 Mexico, Si !
                       (MF FmMf M+F+f oral anal group)


                          A Willy Tamarack Adventure

                                      by
                                 Frederick T.

        With thanks to the founding fathers and the U.S. Constitution

                               *** PROLONG ***

    This is the eighth in a series of Willy Tamarack adventures.  It is a two 
part adventure.  In this adventure Willy and Carol, an old military 
acquaintance, vacation in Mexico.  They smuggle a brother and sister, Mark and 
Lisa into one of the many night clubs on the beach, then party with them until 
sunrise.  Later they guide some German touristas, Hans and Gretchen to the 
central market for some bargains.  They're invited to Hans and Gretchen's for 
a party and meet Rolf, Erica and Heidi, Gretchen's sister.  I'm still stoked 
so I'm still writing.  All the stories are written to stand alone but are so 
much more fun to read together.  As always e-mail your comments to the usual.

                             *** CHAPTER ONE ***

    The sun beat down on my naked body.  I was covered with sun block, suntan 
oil and whatever else I could think of to protect the pink parts of my body.  
Next to me, equally naked and greased up, was Carol Whitouski, a friend of 
mine from way back.  We served together in the military back in the '80's.  
Except for an evening and a day last Fall, it's been about ten years since 
we've seen each other.  I sat up and glanced at Carol, she was laying on her 
stomach.  Her ass was much tanner than my ass and her tits had almost the same 
tan as the rest of her body.  She told me that she often sun bathes in the 
nude, back home, in Colorado.  As I got myself a Pacifico out of the ice 
chest, I looked off into the distance and gazed at the mainland of Mexico 
across the water.  What a sight, the Mexican Riviera, dozens of large hotels 
and condominiums stretched up and down the coast.  This was our second full 
day on the beach.  It was Wednesday and we would be leaving next Monday.

    To be honest, Carol was not my first choice to vacation with in Mexico but 
my present squeeze, Debby, has young children and she wouldn't take them out 
of school.  Plus I didn't want the kids around.  Connie, my old high school 
sweetheart, would have a difficult time explaining to her husband why she was 
going to Mexico for a week with her old high school sweetheart.  I don't think 
he would have been too excited about the arrangements.  So I gave Carol a call 
and she was real stoked about going.  She even offered to pay her own way.  I 
told her to get to LAX and I'd pick up the rest.  If she had a problem with 
that she could buy some of the meals.

    After eating and drinking ourselves silly the first night at Senior 
Frog's, a popular local restaurant and night club, we returned to our room and 
sat out on the balcony watching the ocean.  The ocean has always been some 
what magic for me and tonight was no exception.  I had body surfed that 
afternoon before we went to dinner.  Carol had taken a nap as she had been up 
since about 0400 to get to LAX on time.  I caught a shuttle flight from Las 
Vegas to LAX and arrived about an hour before our flight to Mexico.

    Carol reached over and squeezed my thigh, "What's on those islands out 
there ?"

    "Not much, about twenty five years ago my wife and I and some friends 
rowed over there and spent the day just fucking around.  There wasn't a soul 
on that one over there but the one over there has tourists visit it every 
day."

    "Literally !?"

    "What ?"  I was confused.  We had walked home along the beach and shared a 
joint on the way back.  I had brought an ounce or so of my home grown hemp.  
It always amuses me that Mexico used to be a major exporter of grass to the 
U.S.A. so everyone was always looking for it coming North.  The Federals 
never bother to check when you come South.  If we didn't finish what I brought 
I would flush it down the toilet, either way we would leave Mexico clean.

    "Fucking around !!  Willy, you're so stoned.  Did you really spend the day 
fucking around ?  You know, really fucking around ?"

    "Oh ! No, nothing like that."  I was laughing uncontrollably.  Carol was 
laughing too.

    "Why don't we see if we can rent a boat or something to get over there and 
spend our days sunbathing on the one that doesn't have any tourists on it ?"

    "Sounds like a good idea.  I'll look into it tomorrow morning after I go 
body surfing."  Although right now I had no idea how to go about that.

    Carol got up, came over and sat in my lap.  "You might not have enough 
energy to body surf tomorrow morning."

    "Yea ?" Is all I got out before we began kissing.  We are both very oral 
and in a few moments I carried her to the bedroom and undressed her.  In the 
process I lost most of my clothes also and we spent the better part of the 
night eating dessert.

                             *** CHAPTER TWO ***

    I did eventually get to body surf a bit in the morning and while still in 
the ocean saw Carol waving from the balcony.  I waved back and left the ocean 
heading for the lobby.  I strolled through the public areas of the hotel on 
the way back to the room, picking up a cup of coffee for Carol.  When I 
arrived back in the room I found her waiting for her coffee fix and a shower.  
The shower took longer than expected as we both got carried away picking up 
the soap.  Later we wandered through the lobby, trying to figure out how we're 
going to get over to the island.  One of the beach boys told us it would be no 
problem renting a small sail boat and asked us what time we wanted to leave ?  
We set up the rental, went back upstairs and packed a lunch and some Pacifico 
into the ice chest.

    When we got back to the pool area we saw a small sail boat tied to a buoy 
just beyond the surf line.  Now, I grew up near the ocean and had sailed since 
I was young boy so I was not too concerned about being able to handle the sail 
boat but getting to it would pose a problem.  Carol went up stairs and got a 
large plastic bag and some towels.  She packed everything into the bag and we 
headed out through the surf in our shorts and "T" shirts.  We only had to swim 
about twenty yards or so and it was easy putting the cooler and plastic bag 
into the boat but getting in ourselves was a comedy of errors.  Finally in the 
boat, we quickly set sail and head off toward our private island.  We had been 
sailing about fifteen minutes and I figured we had another fifteen to go when 
I torched up a joint.

    "Are you sure that's a good idea, Willy ?"

    "Yea, sure this is a piece of cake."  I told her.

    As we approached the shore we were both pretty high and Carol started to 
worry about how we were going to stop.  I lowered the sail about a hundred 
feet off shore but we still had pretty good speed when the boat hit the sand.  
The landing was abrupt to say the least but no one was hurt and I was laughing 
like a fool.  Carol joined the laughter and apologized for doubting my 
nautical abilities.  I pulled the boat further up on the sandy beach and we 
set up camp just above the water line right next to the boat.  Carol wasted no 
time stripping off her wet shorts and shirt and was soon standing next to me 
naked as a jay bird.

    "You don't mind if I sunbathe nude, do you ?"

    There is something about seeing a woman naked in the outdoors.  Carol 
stands about five foot five or so and has short dark hair.  I see that she has 
a pretty good all over tan as her apple sized breasts are almost the same 
color as her arms.  Her areolae are rather large for the size of her breasts 
and topped with small pencil erasure size nipples.  She has started rubbing 
suntan oil on her breasts and I am getting turned on.

    "Of course I don't mind but I won't be responsible for the effect it has 
on me."

    She laughs and continues rubbing the oil on her breasts, rolling her 
nipples between her fingers.  If this isn't an invitation I don't know what 
is.  I drop my shorts and throw my shirt on one of the towels.  My cock is 
semi-hard and pointing straight at her.  She steps up to me and squirts some 
oil on my chest and begins to rub it into me.  I pull her to me and begin to 
rub oil onto her back and ass.  She has got the greatest little ass - like the 
halves of two good size cantaloupes.  I have a hand on each of her firm cheeks 
and grinding my hardon against her stomach.  We are kissing and slowly sink to 
our knees onto one of the towels.

    "I want you to sit on my face, Carol."  The sun is hot and we are 
perspiring freely adding to the lubrication of the sun tan oil.  I move onto 
my back on the towel and Carol throws one leg over my chest and places her 
very hairy twat about three inches from my mouth.  I bury my mouth and tongue 
into her bush seeking her slit.

    She really does have a jungle between her legs - a thick pelt of dark 
pubic hair that starts just bellow her belly button and continues to fan out 
toward her mound and all the way through her crotch and the crack of her ass.  
She has as much hair between the crack of her ass and surrounding her asshole 
as some women have on their mound.

    Carol leans back on one arm and with the other hand spreads her labia.  
I'm now licking a very wet cunt as she moves her slit up and down my tongue.  
She has a small series of orgasms when I find her clitoris and suck it into my 
mouth, teasing it with my tongue.  "Yes...Yes...Yes...Yes."  She chants as her 
orgasms roll over her.

    She breaks the contact between my mouth and her cunt, saying, "That was 
nice, real nice."  She moves down over my body until her mouth captures my 
cock.  On her hands and knees, she lets me pump my cock in and out of her 
mouth.  I can see the sweat dripping off of her and feel my own sweat rolling 
off the sides of my body.  "You're really hard today, Willy.  Come on, lover, 
be my back door man."  She's on her hands and knees in the sand at the end of 
the towel and turns so that her ass is presented to me.  I'm up on my knees 
and quickly have my cock pressed between the cheeks of her ass.  I push the 
cheeks together and just slide my dick up and down her crack.  "Come on, back 
door man, give it to me."  I spread her cheeks, we're both covered with oil 
and sweat, the forest of dark pubic hair between the cheeks of her ass is damp 
and matted.  I can just make out her asshole in all the hair.  I lean forward 
and lick around it a bit and finally push my tongue into her ass.  "Oooh !"  
Is the only response I get.

    I have never fucked her in the ass and want to in the worst way.  I wet a 
finger and slide it slowly into her asshole.  She is slippery wet but very 
tight.  I slip another finger into her ass and she grunts, her sphincter 
tightens on the digits I have buried in her ass.  "You really want the back 
door man, Carol ?"

    She doesn't answer immediately but just moans a bit as I pump my fingers 
in and out of her. I pull my fingers out and lean forward again to ream out 
her asshole.  "Put it in, Willy."

    "You sure, lover ?"  I ask with my tongue flicking in and out of her 
asshole.

    "Ugh huh."  Is the response I get so I raise up and rub the head of my 
hardon around her anus.  After sliding my fingers in and out of her a bit I  
force the head of my cock into her.

    The response is almost immediate, "Oooh !  God !"  I'm about half into 
her.  I start pumping, in and out, in and out.  She's pushing back and I'm 
cramming more of my cock into her ass.  She feels so good, wet, warm, slippery 
all over - my stomach is up against her ass.  I spread her cheeks and press 
harder.  I start fucking, trying to control myself.  I don't want to hurt her 
because I want to do this again.  God, we are slippery.  I'm picking up the 
tempo, she is playing with my balls with one hand, her other arm cradling her 
head.  She moans every time I fill her with cock.  I'm very close to losing a 
load in her rectum so I stop pumping and bury all that I have in her.

    "Squeeze me, lover."  I can feel her sphincter tighten and loosen on my 
cock.  Leaning over her, I reach between her legs, rubbing her mound.  The 
frequency of her squeezes increases, the cadence erratic.  "Come on, honey, 
squeeze the cum out of me."

    I can't stand it any longer, raise up and start pumping, short, jerky 
thrusts that fill her bowels with seamen.  Her legs start to slide back behind 
her and I follow her ass to the sand keeping our connection.  Her sphincter 
muscles finally force my limp dick out of her ass.  I keep rubbing our bodies 
together.  I can't believe how wet we are.  Sweat is dripping off my forehead, 
my neck.  I can feel it rolling off of my sides onto her and the sand.

    She finally breaks the silence, "When I told you to be my back door man, I 
had no idea......"

    "Sorry, I couldn't control myself.  You have the greatest ass.  I just had 
to fuck it.  You should have told me to stop."  I'm biting her shoulder and 
licking the sweat off of her neck.

    "Would you have ?"

    "Probably not."

    "It just surprised me that's all.  You felt better than the first time I 
tried it."

    "Aw shit !  And I thought I was the first."

    We laughed together as I helped her up and then frolicked in the ocean, 
cleaning the sand and sun tan oil off of us.  After oiling up again we spent 
the rest of the afternoon sunning ourselves and playing in the ocean.

    Capturing the buoy on the way back was much more difficult.  I was glad I 
wasn't stoned.  As it was, it took us a couple of attempts to get close enough 
to the buoy to tie up but once done we quickly romped through the surf and up 
to the room.  After a shower and quick nap we looked forward to another shrimp 
dinner and an early night - the sun just wore us out - yea, right - but what a 
first day in Mexico !!

                            *** CHAPTER THREE ***

    Wednesday evening while trying to decide if we wanted to enter a night 
club just down the beach from our hotel, we were approached by a young couple.  
The young woman spoke first, "Would you guys do us a favor ?"

    "What would that be ?"  I asked.

    "Ah...We left our ID in our room and the bouncer won't let us in.  We were 
wondering if you two would act as our parents and get us in the door.  We'll 
give you the money for the cover charge."  The girl continued.

    "I didn't think they asked for ID down here."  Carol says.

    The young man speaks, "They do when you look as young as Lisa."

    "Come on, please.  We won't be any trouble.  Once inside, we'll split and 
won't bother you at all.  Promise."  Lisa says.

    "Aw, shucks !  I was hoping you'd stay with us, your boy friend is kind of 
cute."  Carol'd had several margaritas and was feeling her oats.  The young 
man blushes through his sun tan.  "Come on, Daddy Warbucks, let's help the 
kids out."

    I acquiesce and we play the part of their parents.  Once seated inside it 
appears that they aren't going to go their own way so I buy the first round of 
drinks.  They all order margaritas but I switch to beer.  We find out that 
they are brother and sister.  Mark is older by a year and a junior in high 
school.  They are down here with their parents.

    Carol buys a second round and then drags Mark out onto the dance floor.  
I'm left with Lisa and we soon end up joining Carol and Mark, dancing.  I love 
rock and roll and dancing, although I'm not worth a shit and usually just jump 
around on the dance floor.  The youngsters buy their share of rounds and to 
tell you the truth, I have a pretty good time.  It's now close to midnight and 
I've blown off body surfing early.  Carol and Mark are still dancing.  I've 
called it quits and Lisa is really loaded.

    We all leave together and as Carol is outrageously flirting with Mark, I 
end up half carrying Lisa back down the beach.  The cool night air in March 
somewhat revives Lisa and as we approach our hotel Carol invites them both up 
for a night cap - just what Lisa needs.  I refuse to mix any margaritas, which 
pisses them all off, so instead they crank up the CD player and start dancing 
- - - the three of them.  I pad out to the balcony and light up a joint.

    I'm mesmerized by the ocean and really stoned when I realize that the 
music has stopped.  I look back into the room and see Lisa lying on the couch, 
passed out.  Mark and Carol are nowhere to be seen.  I go back to staring at 
the surf.  Time passes.  Don't ask me how long ?

    It's a quarter to two when I look back into the room.  Lisa is standing in 
the door to the bedroom.  She turns abruptly and begins blowing her lunch on 
the floor as she moves down the hall towards the bathroom.  I get up and go 
indoors.  By the time I reach the door to the bathroom, Lisa is kneeling in 
front of the toilet, still puking her guts out.

    I rush to the kitchen, grab some towels and begin to wipe up the puke in 
the hall.  I glance into the bedroom and find a nude Carol riding an equally 
nude Mark for all she is worth.  I go back to the bathroom and help Lisa clean 
herself up.  She has puked on her "T" shirt and shorts so I take them off.  
She has a nice little body and I am tempted to take off her bra and panties 
and shower with her but right now the puke smell is too strong.  I carry her 
to the couch and cover her with a blanket.

    I then slip down the hall to watch the live sex show that is going on in 
the bedroom.  Watching has always turned me on but especially since I caught 
Karen, my high school friend, and one of her boy friends fucking their brains 
out on my bed last Fall.  I peek around the corner and find Carol is now up on 
her knees sucking Mark's limp dick.  She is really working his cock with both 
her hands and mouth.  My cock is hardening as I drop my shorts and move into 
the room.  Carol's butt, sticking up in the air, is just too much of a 
temptation.  As I approach the bed, I throw my "T" shirt over in the corner 
and notice that Mark has his arm thrown over his face and appears to be passed 
out.  I waste no time and climb on the bed and enter Carol's hot, wet cunt in 
one thrust.  Her head comes out of Mark's crotch and turns to see who is now 
fucking her like crazy.  "Not so fast, lover," is her only comment.

    I pull my dick all the way out of her and then thrust is back in.  I 
repeat the process, spreading her ass cheeks so that I can watch my cock slide 
in and then out of the forest of hair that surrounds her cunt.  Her pubic hair 
is matted with cum and my cock glistens with their juices.  I've increased the 
tempo somewhat but am still pulling all the way out and sliding all the way 
in.

    Carol has gone back to sucking Mark's cock but is still getting no 
response.  He still appears out of it.  It's then that I glance up and notice 
Lisa leaning against the door jam; watching Willy, Carol and Mark.  About this 
time Carol looses interest in Mark and also spies Lisa.  Carol becomes more 
enthusiastic and begins to push her ass back to meet my every thrust.  She is 
up on her hands and knees and begins to tell Lisa how good my cock feels - 
fucking her.  Carol tells Lisa to rub her pussy and Lisa slowly slides both of 
her hands down inside her panties, into her crotch.  I'm mesmerized, watching 
Lisa play with herself, and getting real close to blowing my load in Carol's 
cunt.

    It must have been the weed or maybe the fact that we're in Mexico or some 
other cosmic concoction but I pull out of Carol's cunt and order her to sit on 
the side of the bed.  She hesitates a bit and I notice that Lisa is staring at 
my glistening cock.  I flex it a bit for her and then guide Carol's mouth to 
my cock and tell her to suck it dry.  She starts sucking me in and out of her 
mouth and I'm almost there.  "Come on, Lisa, cum with me.  I'm almost there."  
I pull my cock out of Carol's mouth, tell her to open wide and begin to pump 
my dick about two or three inches from her open mouth.

    Here it comes, a couple of short spurts that hit her in the chin and then 
two or three strong spurts that blast into her mouth and nose and cheek.  I 
keep milking my dick as my seamen dribbles onto the tile and watch the cum on 
Carol's face drip into her lap.  I lean down and kiss her.  "Time to go 
surfin', lover."

                             *** CHAPTER FOUR ***

    The maid wakes us when she enters the room to clean at about two the next 
afternoon.  I push Carol into the bathroom, tell her to get into her bathing 
suit and then go out to convince the maid that it's ok to clean the room.  We 
got back to bed just as the sky was starting to lighten.  We had left Lisa to 
take care of Mark and when we arrived back in the room, after frolicking in 
the surf, they were both gone.  Now we head back down to the surf.  I order a 
couple of bloody marys from the bar and we sit under a cabana and sip our 
drinks.  Carol asks if I'm pissed about her seducing Mark the evening before.

    "Shit no," I answer, "if Lisa hadn't been so drunk and puked, I probably 
would have tried to fuck her too."

    Carol laughed and replied, "I don't think you would have had much trouble; 
she was hot to trot the last time I saw her."

    We spent the rest of the afternoon sunning and bathing in the ocean.  We 
shared some nachos and switched to beer after the cobwebs cleared.  Carol 
mentioned that since the day was shot and neither of us felt too hot, maybe we 
could go shopping instead of partying.  I laughed my ass off at just the 
thought of trying to party.  I felt like hammered owl shit and wanted to make 
it an early evening.

    After a shower and some clean clothes I feel somewhat human.  We grabbed a 
jeepne and headed down to the golden triangle to get a substantial dinner - 
then the plan was to walk home, shopping as we went.  Strolling home, Carol 
went bonkers at all the jewelry you could buy and I mistakenly told her that 
you could get it cheaper downtown.  She immediately wants to go, so I go out 
to the curb to wave down a jeepne.  When I turn, I see that she is talking to 
another couple who had been shopping in the same store.  So I wave off the 
jeepne and return to the shop that we had been browsing in.  Carol is 
conversing with them in broken German and apparently has told them that we are 
on our way downtown - "where the real bargains are."

    I am introduced to Hans and Gretchen.  They are both younger than we are, 
probably in their early twenties.  I later find out that Hans is twenty and 
Gretchen is twenty three.  I will admit that I had been eyeing Gretchen 
earlier as she has a very large chest and long, dark blond hair.

    The shopping downtown is great but I feel like the third in a two some as 
I don't understand a fucking thing that is being said.  Carol's German is a 
lot better than I thought it would be and every once and a while she tells me 
that living off base in Germany really paid off.

    On the way home from shopping I find that Gretchen understands quite a bit 
of English and can make sense of what I'm saying.  She insists that we stop 
and let them buy us a drink for showing them around.  Right about now I'm all 
shopped out and just want to get into bed.  Carol is still stoked about using 
her German so we end up at the Playa and one round turns into several.

    I'm starting to get my second wind when they start to get up to leave.  
During the good-byes, I get the distinct impression that Carol has invited 
them out to "our island" tomorrow.  As we walk back to our hotel she fills me 
in.

    My initial reaction is, "What the fuck did you do that for !?"

    "Well, Hans and Gretchen like to sunbathe in the nude and by the way you 
were looking at her tits, I didn't think you would mind."

    "Excellent idea, beautiful.  Let's get home so we can hit the rack.  I      
think I'm going to need a good nights sleep to rest up my eyes."

                             *** CHAPTER FIVE ***

    I'm up early and body surfing by 06:30, arrange for the sail boat and in 
the shower by 08:30.  Carol slept late and joins me in the shower.  No 
fooling around today !  We pack a lunch and head downstairs for breakfast.  

    Carol tells me that Hans and Gretchen are going to meet us at 09:30.  I 
inquire as to whether she really thinks that they will sunbathe nude.  She 
assures me that they will as most Europeans don't have the hang ups that we 
Americans do.  Plus she said that Gretchen thought I was cute, for an old guy, 
and wanted to see what I would do when she took off her clothes.  I was about 
to expound on what I would like to do when they appeared on the beach.

    The trip out through the surf was uneventful and getting into the boat was 
much easier with four people.  The boat, though, was much heavier and it took 
us much longer to reach the island than on our previous trips.  As before, I 
torched up a joint about half way there.  Hans and Gretchen were eager 
participants.  Carol translated for me.  The Germans told her that this dope 
was much better than the dope they bought when they arrived.

    Gretchen was trying to explain to me where they were staying.  Carol and 
Hans were in a deep conversation on the other side of the boat.  Gretchen said 
something to me in German ?  When I didn't answer, she starts to pull her "T" 
shirt off.  She isn't wearing a bra and her tits are magnificent - two or 
three times a handful, topped with very large, dark areolae and nipples the 
size of dimes.  I try to act casual about her nudity but my cock is growing by 
leaps and bounds.  She notices and says something in German which made Hans 
laugh.  Carol was soon topless and told me not to worry as Hans was getting 
hard also.

    As soon as we beach the boat the rest of the girl's clothes come off and I 
find that Gretchen is in deed a natural blond.  It's a dark blond but her 
abundant pubic thatch is the same color as the hair on her head.  Carol was 
helping Hans off with his shorts accompanied with lots of laughing and grab 
ass.  I couldn't help but glance at Han's crotch as his shorts come down and 
found him uncircumcised and sporting a semi.  At least he wasn't hung like a 
horse.  I had lost my hardon during the beaching of the boat, but was quickly 
getting it back with all the nudity around me.

    Gretchen steps in between me and the other two and starts to tug at my 
shorts.  She drops to her knees, helping me step out of my shorts and engulfs 
my cock with her mouth.  I reach down and start playing with her tits, 
squeezing them and pinching her nipples.  She has most of my cock in her mouth 
and is sliding her mouth back and forth on my dick.  I am now fully hard and 
beginning to pump my hardness in and out of her mouth.  Shit - we haven't even 
laid out our towels and I'm getting a blow job.  I think this is going to be a 
great day !!

    I push Gretchen away, pick up a towel and toss it to Hans.  The towel hits 
him in the chest and falls to the sand.  He has his hands in Carol's hair and 
is pumping a cock that's a little longer than mine in and out of her mouth.  
He grunts his thanks as I pick up another towel.  I spread it out and motion 
Gretchen on to it.  She moves on to the towel and spreads her legs.  I'm sure 
she thinks I want to fuck her.  Well, I do but not right away.

    I kneel between her legs and push her thighs back on to her chest.  Her 
cunt is spread before me and I quickly bury my mouth in her bush.  She is 
quite hairy, not as hairy as Carol but not far behind either.  I snake my 
tongue into her slit and lick from there to her asshole and then back up to 
her clitoris.  I suck her lips into my mouth, one at a time; pulling them away 
from her center - spreading her womanhood.  I pump my tongue rapidly in and 
out of her cunt.

    All the while I can hear Hans moaning and groaning as Carol is sucking him 
like crazy.  Gretchen is rather loud herself, has her hands in my hair and is 
grinding her crotch against my mouth and tongue.  I believe she is egging me 
on in German and is pretty close to getting her cookies.  My cock is still 
hard so I pull my face away from her wet pussy and guide myself into her cunt.  
She is no where as tight as Carol but feels great.  Her legs are up around my 
shoulders and I stretch her arms out above her head.  There are tufts of dark 
blond hair in her arm pits and for some reason this really turns me on.

    I start pounding my cock in and out of her.  She is moving under me like a 
snake and screaming out in German.  I'm screaming in English and then I'm 
cuming - no shit - cuming like crazy.  I can feel the semen matting our pubic 
hair as I continue to pump load after load of cum into her cunt.  Now soft and 
trying to catch my breath, I roll onto the sand next to her and realize that I 
have yet to suck on her magnificent tits.

    Gretchen's areolae and nipples are relaxed but I soon have them crinkly 
and hard, working my tongue, mouth and teeth all over her sensitive flesh.  
I'm listening to her whisper, what must be nasty things in German, in my ear.  
Hans makes quite a racket when he cums in Carol's mouth and then collapses to 
the sand.  He never used the blanket I threw him.

    The rest of the day is spent fucking and sucking like I have never done 
before.  I thought I had been in some orgies before but this afternoon took 
the cake.  Hans, being quite a bit younger than myself, must have cum about a 
dozen times, it seemed.  Although I didn't count his, I did count mine and - 
no shit - I came four times.  Like I've told you before watching really turns 
me on and there was a lot to watch this afternoon.

    Carol was a wild woman, fucking and sucking Hans in just about every 
conceivable way.  And just so you don't think I was just laying around 
watching all afternoon, Gretchen got quite a few loads pumped into her but my 
favorite was shooting cum all over her tits and then helping her lick it off.  
I really hated to sail back to the mainland, but had to admit that I was 
totally done in.

    We all plop ourselves down on some recliners near the pool and order a 
round of margaritas.  That leads to some nachos and we're soon ordering round 
number three.  Gretchen is working on her English with me and Carol is talking 
with Hans.  From the conversation, that I can understand, I get the impression 
that we have been invited to their place the following evening to party. 

    Gretchen says something in German and Carol translates that Hans doesn't 
think that the boys can keep it up this evening.  Get it up is more like it !  
Gretchen leans over and massages the inside of my thigh and says in not very 
coherent English that maybe they should all try anyway.  On that note we break 
up with hugs and kisses for all and head in separate directions.  I hit the 
surf for a bit and Carol heads up to the room.  When I arrive in the room I 
find Carol asleep so I make a plate of nachos, pop the top on a Pacifico and 
watch the sunset.

                             *** CHAPTER SIX ***

    The next day drags by.  I spend most of the day in the sun but Carol 
spends most of the day in the room.  As we're riding in the jeepne to Gretchen 
and Han's place she mentions that they are staying with another couple and 
Gretchen's sister.  I've had a margarita for the road and really don't care 
who will be there as I'm sure that Gretchen and I will find someplace to fuck. 

    We find that they are staying in a small bungalow set well away from the 
beach.  Hans meets us at the door and leads us to what passes for the front 
room - it has a couch in it and that's about all.  He looks well rested from 
the other day and is already running his hands over Carol's back and ass.  He 
appears smaller than I thought he was, just a couple of inches taller than 
Carol.  He is dressed in shorts without a shirt and bare footed.  Gretchen 
enters the room from the rear of the house, followed by a tall skinny woman 
with very short black hair.  She is attractive but doesn't hold a candle to 
Gretchen and appears flat-chested.  I notice the important things - Ha ! Ha !  
Gretchen introduces us to Erica, her best friend.

    We are soon seated and passing around one of my joints.  Gretchen is 
wearing shorts with a "T" shirt, again.  God !  She looked hot !  Her friend, 
Erica, has on some of those stretch pants, that athletes wear, with a bikini 
top.

    A short while later a large gentleman, carrying a case of Pacificos, 
enters the house through the front door.  He is older by far than the rest, 
maybe in his mid-thirties and from what I gather is Erica's husband.  He is 
accompanied by a very young girl, I'm guessing 13 or 14.  She is the same 
build and coloring as Gretchen so I figure her to be Gretchen's sister.  We 
are introduced to Rolf and Heidi.  Another joint is making the rounds and 
Heidi is serving everyone cold beers.  Someone has started some music and 
everyone is talking.

    I'm pretty well stoned by now, as is everyone else, and not really paying 
too much attention to the goings on.  Carol is up dancing with Hans and almost 
immediately Rolf joins them.  Yet another joint is making the rounds and 
Gretchen has started to massage my thigh.

    I'm trying to carry on a conversation with Erica when I feel my shorts 
being yanked on.  Erica laughs and says something in German to Gretchen, who 
laughs and tells me that Erica wants to see my dick.  I lift up my hips and am 
now naked below the waist - my cock is starting to harden.  Gretchen wastes no 
time and starts giving me head.  Erica leans over and starts frenching me.  

    Erica is a very active kisser and combined with Gretchen's sucking has 
brought me to the verge of orgasm.  I push Gretchen off my cock as Erica 
stands and peels her pants off.  She doesn't have a bush in the conventional 
sense but has trimmed her pubic hair so that it is about a quarter inch long.  
It's a dark color like the hair on her head.  Her bikini top follows her pants 
- - - her tits about a half a hand full with very small areolae and tiny nipples.  
They are erect.

    I glance out into the middle of the room and see that Carol is topless, 
tugging Han's shorts down and Rolf is on his knees behind her pulling her 
jeans off.  Gretchen has gotten down on the floor in between my legs and is 
again sucking on my cock, while Erica has climbed up on the couch back with a 
leg on either side motioning me to get my head into her crotch.  I bend over 
toward her and begin to munch on her pussy.  She is very wet and her short 
pubic hair tickles my face and cheeks.  I reach around her ass and pull her 
closer to my mouth.  My tongue is now active between her lips and she is 
starting to make noise - a low moaning sound.  She is definitely wet enough to 
fuck and if I don't get into it soon I'm going to blow this load in Gretchen's 
mouth.

    In the act of pulling Erica onto my lap, Gretchen gets out of my crotch, 
stands and starts to get out of her clothes.  Erica impales herself on my cock 
and while squatting over my cock starts to bounce up and down in my lap.  I 
hold off on thrusting back as I'm afraid I'll cum.  Gretchen is beside us 
feeding us her big, beautiful tits.

    After a torrent of German, Erica is off my lap and kneeling at the end of 
the couch.  I don't need a second invitation and am quickly up on my knees and 
moving towards her ass.  Gretchen moves with me and grasps my cock, guiding it 
towards Erica's spread cheeks, but instead of putting it into her snatch - she 
starts rubbing my cock head around Erica's anus.

    She drools some spit on her asshole and pulls my cock towards it.  I grab 
Erica's hips and push.  I slide in almost effortlessly.  This woman had been 
fucked in the ass before - lots !  I'm buried in her asshole and can't wait 
any longer.  I pump maybe five or six strokes and here it comes.  My orgasm 
lasted a long while, or what seemed like a long while and I just kept pumping 
until I wasn't hard enough to stay in her.  Erica is spewing a torrent of 
German again and I feel one of Gretchen's fingers up my ass - or maybe it was 
two.

    I'm spent and lean back on my haunches.  We are the only ones in the room.  
Gretchen gets up and walks towards the back of the house.  Erica rolls over, 
sits up and we are frenching again.  How long we kissed I can't remember but 
she eventually lead me to the bathroom and we showered.

    She finishes drying before I do and leaves the bathroom.  I follow a few 
minutes later and find no one in the front room.  I wander back to rear of the 
house and find her standing in the doorway of what I suspect is a bedroom.  I 
look over her shoulder and see two or three mattresses laying in no particular 
order on the floor, some have sheets some don't.  My attention is drawn to one 
of them.

    Rolf is on his back with Carol astride his hips facing away from his head.  
She is giving Hans head and Gretchen is straddling Rolf's face.  The sounds of 
sex emanating from the room are soft but persistent.  Erica notices me behind 
her and pulls me into the room.  I lean up against the wall as she goes to her 
knees and sucks my limp dick into her mouth.  I'm in a watchers paradise.  

    Gretchen is rocking back and forth on Rolf's face while massaging Carol's 
tits as Carol humps Rolf's cock and sucks Hans' dick.  I'm starting to get 
hard.  Gretchen notices us, gets off Rolf's face and crosses the room.  
She begins kissing me.  She says something to Erica and they turn me toward 
the wall.  Both of them are now on their knees.  Erica behind me and Gretchen 
between me and the wall.  I feel Erica's tongue on the back of my thighs and 
Gretchen has my dick in her mouth.  My cheeks are spread and Erica's tongue 
snakes it's way toward my asshole and balls.  I start to pump my rapidly 
expanding cock in and out of Gretchen's mouth.  I'm disappointed that I'm 
missing all the action on the mattress !?

    Some German comes from behind me and then the girls are up leading me to 
the mattress.  Carol is still astride Rolf but now facing his head.  Hans is 
behind spreading Carols' ass cheeks.  I can figure this out.  Gretchen once 
again does the honors and soon has Hans pumping his cock in and out of Carol's 
rectum.  Erica pushes me to my knees and pulls Carol by the hair until she is 
sucking my cock.  There are streaks of cum in her hair and on her face - this 
isn't her first blow job today.

    Rolf is just lying there with this shit eatin' grin on his face.  Hans is 
fucking the shit out of Carol's asshole and she is sucking me like crazy.  I 
grab her by the hair and start pumping my meat in and out of her mouth.  God ! 
Is Hans loud, yelling long streams of German !?  I've heard him like this 
before and know he is close to cuming.  He throws his head back and is really 
giving it to her.  Carol is no longer sucking me but just letting me fuck her 
mouth.  I can hear her moan and groan as I pump my cock in and out of her 
mouth.  As Hans pulls out of her I start to shoot my load into her mouth.  She 
starts sucking me again but cum still dribbles on to the mattress from her 
mouth and my crotch.

    I lean back, I'm panting and can't get enough air.  Carol has started to 
rock back and forth on Rolf's cock.  Her face is a mask of lust, her eyes 
slits, mouth open, lips coated with semen, moaning "fuck" over and over again.  
I lay on my back on another mattress.  Erica hands me a joint and we watch.  I 
notice Heidi standing in a corner of the room with a video camera.  This is 
unbelievable !!

    Carol is humping Rolf, faster and faster.  Rolf is still not moving at 
all.  Then suddenly he rolls her off of him and scrambles to her rear.  He 
rolls her to her stomach and pulls her to her knees.  Erica hands me the joint 
and crawls over to where Rolf is rubbing his cock between the cheeks of 
Carol's ass.  His cock isn't any longer than mine but is very thick, 
especially at the base.  It appears tapered somewhat because he, like Hans, is 
uncut.  His cock looks like a spike with a sharp end.

    Rolf spreads Carols cheeks and Erica grasps his cock pulling the foreskin 
back in the process, revealing a large crown.  He fills her ass with one 
thrust and Erica crawls to her head and sits spread legged, pulling Carol's 
face to her crotch.  She says something to Rolf and he begins to fuck the 
livin' shit out of Carol's ass.

    I notice Gretchen and Hans coming through the door.  Where they have been, 
I have no idea ?  They sit on a mattress across the room.  Heidi is still 
running the video camera, moving from place to place around the room, getting 
the best angles, I guess.  Rolf seems to last forever, pumping his cock in and 
out of Carol's asshole.  Every few seconds Carol removes her face from Erica's 
crotch and starts moaning and groaning, yelling "fuck" and other assorted 
expletives.  Each time Erica grabs her by the hair and pulls her face back 
into her crotch.

    I keep toking on the joint until it's gone.  Gretchen has her head in 
Hans' lap.  And here cums Rolf, pounding Carol's asshole mercilessly, yelling 
out a string of German expletives.  He finally stops pumping and rolls off the 
mattress onto the floor, gasping for breath.  Carol crumbles to her stomach.   
Almost immediately, Rolf rolls to his knees, struggles to his feet and drags 
Heidi towards the door.  The room is silent.

    I wander out to the kitchen to get another beer and some more smoke.  On 
the way back to the bedroom, I stop to take a leak.  Rolf and Heidi are in the 
shower.  I can't help but glance in that direction as I'm relieving myself.  
Rolf notices and motions me to join them.  I wander over to the shower stall 
as Heidi goes to her knees and starts licking Rolf's cock.  She is a very 
mature young girl with large breasts and very prominent areolae and nipples.  
She also has a very developed bush.  I pass the joint to Rolf and after taking 
a drag, he says something in German.  Probably something like, "Boy, is that 
Carol a hot piece of ass !"  I take a hit, leave the joint with Rolf and move 
back down the hall to the bedroom.  Erica is kneeling between Carol's legs 
eating her.  Gretchen is still giving Hans head.  Carol is on her back, up on 
her elbows, egging Erica on.  I sit back down on the mattress and watch.

    I must have fallen asleep for a while because when I wake Hans is just 
getting up from between Carol's legs.  Her pubic bush is matted with semen and 
saliva.  Rolf wastes no time taking Hans' place and immediately starts fucking 
her senseless.  All the while Carol is yelling and screaming out orgasm after 
orgasm.  Gretchen crawls over to me and begins giving me head.  My cock 
responds almost immediately.  After that everything is a blur, yea, I remember 
fucking Carol after Rolf finished but it's starting to get light the next time 
I'm really conscious of what the fuck is going on.

    Carol and I are the only ones left in the room.  Carol is sleeping, 
snoring softly.  I get up and get our clothes from the front room.  Heidi is 
asleep on the couch, nude.  The video camera is on the floor; I pop the 
cassette out and carry it and our clothes to the other room.  Dressing Carol 
is almost impossible but she is finally decent and I half carry her to the 
street.  What a fucking night.  I don't think I'll want to fuck for a year or 
so - ok, maybe a day or so ??!!

                            *** CHAPTER SEVEN ***

    I awake about four that afternoon, sore, hung over and just generally 
feeling like shit.  I slip into my swim trunks and head for the beach.  The 
cool Pacific enlivens me a bit.  That, plus a bloody mary makes me feel almost 
human again.  I remain near the ocean until sunset, then wander up to the 
room.  The shower is on and I suspect that Carol has risen from the dead.  I 
pop the top on a Pacifico and sit on the patio, contemplating whether I should 
torch up a joint.

    Carol scares the shit out of me with, "What the fuck ran over me last 
night ?"

    "Let me ask you a question, my dear Carol.  Have you ever pulled a train 
before ?"

    "What the fuck are you talking about ?"

    "Well, it's all on video if you want to watch it when we get back to the 
states."

    Carol is starting to get pissed, "Are you being a pain in the ass on 
purpose ?  Start at the fucking beginning, you're giving me a tremendous 
headache.  I got run over by a train....What the fuck are you saying ?"

    I give her a blow by blow, so to speak, description of what I remember 
about the previous evening.  She keeps interrupting with a lot of, 
"bullshits."

    "Oh !  Now I know you're bullshitting me."

    "Oh !  Give me a break."

    "This sounds like a fighter pilot story to me."

    I assure her that it is all true and that I've got the video to prove it.  
"Video !!"  She exclaims.

    "That's right, darling, that lovely little girl, Heidi, recorded it all 
for posterity."

    "This, I've got to see.  Let's go get a ......"

    A knock at the front door interrupts our conversation.  I get up and go 
see who it is.  Lisa, the young lady from the disco, bounds into the room.  
"God, am I glad you're home...ur, I mean in your room.  Where were you last 
night ?  I came over here about a dozen times.....Is this a bad time ?"

    I explained to Lisa that we partied a little too much last night and were 
just getting our shit together.  This was our last evening here.  I asked 
where Mark was ?  Lisa said that he scored with some chick on the beach 
yesterday and was spending a lot of time with her.  I started to say that 
Carol scored too but thought better of it.

    Looking over at Carol, I could see that she was still pissed and was dying 
to go looking for a VCR.  I offered Lisa a beer which she readily accepted and 
sprawled out on the couch.  Carol went to the kitchen and made herself a 
sandwich.  I popped the top on another Pacifico and sat on the couch with 
Lisa.  We made small talk while Carol scowled and ate her sandwich in the 
kitchen.  Carol made no effort to be sociable and soon departed for the 
bedroom.

    Lisa and I moved out to the balcony and sat watching the ocean.  She broke 
the silence with, "Now, that Carol is gone; you want to make up for the other 
evening ?"

    Not really knowing where she was coming from, but anxious to find out, I 
look her in the eyes and say, "What about the other evening ?"

    "Well, you know......"

    "Sorry, I think I've lost the direction this conversation is going."

    "Well, Carol and my brother really got it on the other night.  Shit, you 
watched, too.  I just thought that.....I'm not a virgin.....we could get it on 
too."

    "That's what I thought you thought....."  I replied and I wasn't even 
stoned yet.  But I was going to remedy that situation right now.  I fish for a 
joint in my cigarette pack and light it.  I pass the joint to Lisa and say, 
"You know that I'm old enough to be your father."

    "Yea, I think you're older than he is."

    We are soon in Nirvana.  I motion her over to my lap and we start necking 
almost immediately.  She is a very active kisser with a very wet mouth.  I'm 
starting to think how her mouth would feel on my cock as I'm getting a hardon.  
I pull her "T" shirt over her head and find she is wearing a bra with lots of 
little teddy bears on it.  For some reason this really turns me on.

    Well it should, necking with a high school sophomore should turn on any 
older man.  Anyone who has the morals of an ally cat, that is.  I'm running a 
hand over her bra covered breasts.  My cock is starting to feel uncomfortable 
trying to grow up through her ass as she starts wiggling around on my lap.  I 
deftly unhook her bra and toss it on the patio floor.  She has handful sized 
tits, topped with puffy areolae and almost inverted nipples.  I start sucking 
on them - back and forth, from one to the other and slide my hand up between 
her legs to massage her crotch.  She's breathing  short, quick breaths.

    It's very warm between her legs and about to get much warmer.  I tell her 
to stand.  I stare at her tits as I unzip and pull her shorts down to her 
ankles.  Her nipples are erect now, small buds in the middle of a large puffy 
areolae - a very light tan color, almost pink.  Her panties are a match to her 
bra, covered with lots of little teddy bears.  I start to french her belly 
button and drag her panties down to join her shorts.  Lisa is now naked.

    I lift her up onto the patio table and pull my chair closer.  "Lean back 
on your hands, Lisa."  I lift her legs and place her heels on the edge of the 
table.  "Open wide, honey."  She lets her knees spread and I'm in love - 
definitely lust, anyway.  Her snatch is covered with a sparse covering of 
light brown pubic hair; her cunt lips visible through her bush.  I lower my 
face to her cunt and smell her, then lick up one thigh and down the other.  
The sounds  of "Ooooh....Oooh.....Aaaaah," fill the patio and then she raises 
her cunt to my face and I bury my mouth in it, chewing and licking.

    She is very wet, some of her pubic hair is damp.  I find her lips and lick 
up and down her slit.  She is becoming louder, her breath coming faster.  I 
poke my tongue into her and begin to tongue fuck her - her hips, now off the 
table, pushing her crotch into my face.  Her thighs close around my head.  I 
pry them apart and begin to lick the tiny bud of her clitoris.  Her orgasm is 
quick and strong, pushing her crotch into my face, the muscles of her thighs 
taunt and chorded.  I keep nibbling her clit as she slowly lowers her ass to 
the table.  I lick up to her belly button and continue towards her tits - her 
nipples still erect.  Her head is thrown back, eyes closed, mouth open.  I 
french her mouth and then sit back in my seat.

    Lisa slowly lifts her head, her eyes hardly focused.  "Wow !  That was 
great !"

    I lift my "T" shirt over my head and say, "Now, it's your turn, Lisa."  
She slides off the table and stands in front of me as I lift my hips and push 
my shorts to the floor.  She is staring at my cock; it's about half hard and I 
flex it.  It grows a little.  I take her hands and pull her to her knees.  Her 
hands grasp my dick and start to pump it hard.  "No, suck it, Lisa."  The look 
on her face tells me that she has never had a cock in her mouth before.  "Just 
lick it," I say.  Her head lowers and I feel her tongue on the underside of my 
cock.  I instruct her where it feels the best, right under the crown and am 
soon hard as rock.  I hold my cock away from my belly and guide her mouth to 
the tip.  Her lips part and start to slide down the shaft of my dick.  I put a 
hand on the back of her head and force more of my cock into my mouth.  I soon 
have her head bobbing in my lap, my hips no longer still in the chair.

    A movement catches my attention and I look toward the sliding glass doors 
leading to the front room.  Carol is standing beyond the door in her robe.  It 
is open and she has one hand caressing a breast, the other buried in her ample 
bush.  I motion for her to join us on the patio.  The noise of the sliding 
glass door stops Lisa's fellatio.  Carol is now naked and Lisa is staring at 
the jungle of dark hair between her legs.

    Carol places a hand on my shoulder and I slide my hand up the back of her 
legs to her ass.  "Be careful, I'm real sore down there.  Don't stop, Lisa, 
suck his cock some more."  I guide Lisa's mouth back to my dick and Carol 
leans down and french kisses me, then offers her tits to my eager mouth.  Sore 
or not, Carol's cunt is wet and open as I slide a finger into it.

    I am starting to feel the tingling sensations of my approaching orgasm so 
pull Lisa's mouth off of my cock and say, "Let's go to the bedroom."

    We wander down the hall, hands and mouths caressing each other.  I sit on 
the end of the bed and pull both of them to me, frenching one belly button, 
then the other.  I lean back on my arms and tell Lisa to sit on my cock.  As 
she starts to climb aboard Carol turns her around so that she is facing away 
from my head, on her knees straddling my hips.  Carol is on her knees in front 
of us with my cock in one hand, the other spreading Lisa's cunt lips.  I feel 
the head of my dick being rubbed up and down her slit.  Then I thrust upward 
and am in her.  I grab her hips and start to fuck in and out of her.  She is 
real tight, has thrown her head back and is moaning and groaning as I continue 
to bury more and more of my cock into her.  Pumping it in and out of her cunt.  
I can feel Carol's mouth on the inside of my thighs and my balls - licking, 
biting, sucking.  I'm fucking Lisa faster and Carol's mouth leaves me.  She 
has buried it in Lisa's crotch and Lisa is humping me as I fuck her.

    "Oh !  God !  Yeaaaa....I'm cuming...now...Aaaah.....Ooooh ! God....Still 
cuming !!"  My cock lets go, pumping spurt after spurt of cum into her.  I 
keep pumping, my orgasm seems to last forever.

    Carol pushes Lisa back off of my cock and I feel her lips engulf my 
softening cock.  Next Lisa is grinding her ass into my stomach as Carol buries 
her mouth into Lisa's cum soaked crotch.  I pull her down and begin to bite 
and suck on her shoulders and back.  Her hips are wild and she is cuming 
again.  "Ooooh.....I'm cuuuming.  Oh !  God, cuming...yeaaaaa !!"  The 
excitement of Carol eating Lisa and Lisa cuming again have me partially hard.  
I crawl out from under Lisa and feed her my cock.  She gobbles it up 
energetically, really working on it.  Carol has started to eat her again.  I 
want to fuck her again.  So I quickly roll her over and pull her to her knees.  
One thrust and I'm buried in her.  Carol has crawled to her head and is 
guiding her face to her bush.  I've spread her cheeks and am pounding my dick 
in and out of her.  Her asshole is hairless and clenches with every stroke of 
my cock.  Lisa is really moving her head in Carol's crotch and I sense that 
Carol is going to have an orgasm.  I'm fucking as fast and hard as I can.  
Here we cum !  Me first then Carol and finally Lisa again !

                            *** CHAPTER EIGHT ***

   Carol and I are standing at her gate at LAX.  She has refused my invitation 
to visit Las Vegas for a couple of days; saying that she has to get back to 
work.  I offer to send her a copy of the tape but she says that she'll see it 
the next time we get together.  She laughs and makes me promise not to show it 
to anyone else.  I think she knows as well as I do what is on the tape.  Our 
last kiss is long and passionate.  She whispers in my ear, "Really, Willy, I 
had a wonderful time.  Let's do it again real soon.  I'm serious, really."

    During my flight home I reminisce about our last night together; sharing 
Lisa.  I can't get it up after fucking Lisa the second time but that doesn't 
stop us from licking, sucking and fingering every hole in sight.  It's getting 
light when Lisa finally staggers out to her condo.  Lord knows where her 
parents thought she was ?  What a great time Mexico was !  I wish I had 
another couple of weeks in that condo.  The gear coming down brings me back to 
reality.  I see the strip off in the distance.  We're about ten miles out on 
final.  I'm looking forward to getting back to the swing of things here in 
Southern Nevada.  God, I hope Karen kept water in the growing contraption !!

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