We started out a bunch of people who worked in the same
office. We nodded at each other, chatted idly over coffee
about last night's TV movie, the weather, and did anyone
really think that blonde in accounting was a former porno
star? (She wasn't, but hot damn, she could have been. I'd
have popped for a copy of the flick in a heartbeat.) We
sent each other funny birthday cards signed by everybody,
forgave each other for dumb drunken jokes at the annual
Christmas party. Then the bastards up above started
downsizing the company, and used an ax to do it. We seemed
to morph into a band of guerrilla fighters, a tightly knit
group willing to go down together, fighting to the death
with honor rather than let "The Man" rape our tiny nation.
(Uh...we started drinking a little too much, too.)
There were six of us. There used to be eight, but one got
a pink slip one day, went into shock, and ended up back
working for his father in some shit small town. Another
was sexually harassed by her boss, and got a lawyer and a
better job rapidly. So the six of us clung together
waiting for the ax to fall, and making a lot of noise
about what we'd do if it did. Curl up and die was the
general consensus.
I think it was Twig who got the idea for renting the beach
house. She's got maybe 50 more IQ points than she has
pounds on her skinny little body. She's into alternative
everything, vegetarianism, and is really very stable for a
flake. She thought we should all take a vacation and "find
our centers." My name is Jack, and the last time I felt
like my life had a center was when my dad and I built
racecars in the garage. Adulthood sucks. Carney was
getting over a bad relationship. Nick was getting over a
cracked rib he got when he suggested Carney's asshole
boyfriend take a hike WITHOUT her stereo. "Little Stacy,"
never just "Stacy," was a tiny, fragile looking woman who
never said much, but once kicked the living shit out of a
drunk in a bar once that touched Twig's breast and scared
her. Still waters run dangerous. Cleve was our "token
everything" as he put it. Son of a Jewish mother, a black
and Hispanic father, and gay. (We all spend December at
his parents' house. Hanukkah, Christmas, Kwanza. Wow. The
food....)
We honestly didn't plan on having anything happen on the
beach. (We keep saying that to ourselves, and wondering if
we sounded convincing.) We spent the day drinking sangria
and talking, and when it was night, we all went down to
the beach to...look at the waves and stars, I guess. We
spread out a bunch of blankets into one big soft spot, sat
down and were quiet for a while. Somebody had some music.
And "Little Stacy" stood up and took off all of her
clothes.
We stared at her in collective silence for a few minutes
as she swayed to the music, eyes closed, hands gliding
over her body. "Uh," Nick said, then looked down at the
bulge in his shorts. "Uh," I repeated. I also looked down
at my own bulge. Cleve looked into Nick's lap, then into
mine, then into his own. "Contagious," he said mildly. So
was the urge to be naked. Twig and Carney went to their
feet tossing clothes off, and soon were naked and dancing.
Nick stood up painfully, and began to take off his
clothes. Cleve and I looked at each other, shrugged...and
stripped. All six of us were naked, moving to the music
and openly ogling each other.
I don't think even then we had any other intentions than
blatant exhibitionism. That situation lasted for...oh,
I 'd say maybe another two minutes. Then "Little Stacy"
went to her little knees and put her little mouth around
the end of Nick's big cock and sucked lustily. Nick stared
down in disbelief, then turned around and stared at his
ass...and Cleve's tongue, which was penetrating it. He
looked at me. I opened my mouth to say something, but I
never got the chance. I went over backwards suddenly.
Carney and Twig lowered me to the blanket gently, then
mounted me. Carney ground her tight snatch down on my
hardon, and Twig lowered her hot, wet cunt to my mouth. I
forgot about Nick for a while as I sucked and fucked
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hungry pussy.
Carney and Twig leaned forward over me and sucked each
other's tongues. I couldn't see, but I knew, and it turned
me on more than anything in my life. I was being ridden by
two ladies who were also hot for each other. I had to
tighten my ass and make fists to keep from shooting Carney
full of cum too soon. Twig's clit was so big and hard it
was like sucking a tiny cock. She poured her juices into
my mouth when she started to cum. I sucked her as hard as
I could, and she howled and thrashed on my face, rubbing
her creamy cunt all over me. She finally fell over
sideways, and Carney leaped forward to lick my mouth and
face, making small delighted noises. I wrapped an arm
around her waist, and lurched up and over, putting her on
her back. I held her wrists down and gave her one
extended, solid fuck. She wrapped her legs around me and
humped up to meet me like some kind of wild animal. She
shoved her hips up hard and went rigid suddenly, her mouth
open in a silent howl, her eyes nearly rolling back in her
head. Her cunt clamped down on my cock like a vise as she
came. I went nuts, fucking her with savagely hard strokes
until lights went off behind my eyes. It felt like my
balls had imploded and all my internal organs shot out my
cock. It was the most intense orgasm I'd ever had, and for
a few seconds I thought I was going to black out. I heard
the roar of the ocean from outside and inside my
head...and a while later I was on my back staring up at
the stars. I looked left and saw Twig and Carney holding
each other and kissing gently. I looked right and my eyes
got big.
Nick and Little Stacy were doing a fast and furious 69.
She was taking his cock deep in her throat, and he had his
face buried in her pussy. It took me a second to realize
that Cleve was fucking the hell out of Nick's ass as he
knelt behind them. Wow, I thought. I had the perfect angle
to see. Cleve had a long, thick cock and huge balls. He
was pulling it all the way out to its swollen head before
slamming it home again. Nick raised his head and licked
Little Stacy's cum from his lips. "Always wondered how a
cock up the ass felt," he said. "Cleve was nice enough to
help me find out." I nodded thoughtfully. "Cleve's always
been nice about things like that," I said. Cleve managed
to grin, then got lost again in the sensations of
deflowering Nick's ass.
The small and delicate Stacy came like a dozen sailors on
shore leave. She slid Nick's cock out of her mouth, turned
her head and let loose a string of rather colorful
obscenities. "Mother-fuckin' son-of-a-BITCH" she
screamed. "Do me, do me, do me Suck my snatch" Nice
was so stunned he shot his wad all over her face. Some
buried part of his brain realized he was spurting cum over
that pretty little face, and he soared up to an intensity
that nearly shattered him. Cleve felt that huge cum
through Nick's ass and came himself. He slammed his cock
home, and held it, pumping out about a quart of cum, it
seemed, a lot of which overflowed onto Stacy's face. Both
men just went over sideways and laid still. Carney and
Twig leaped as one to lick Stacy's face clean of all that
cum. I raised my head a little to watch. Damn, I loved to
see women doing women.
"You do?" Twig said with a wicked grin. I blinked. "Did I
say that out loud?" She grinned and nodded, then went
mouth first into Stacy's quivering cunt. Carney went mouth
first into Twig's hot snatch, then Stacy completed the
triangle by gobbling hungrily at Carney. Cleve managed to
get to his feet on the third try, scooped up a bottle of
wine and admired the sucking triangle of ladies. "And me
without a camera," he said. He dropped down next to me,
took a long swallow from the bottle and passed it to me. I
also took a long drink, then gestured at the ladies with
the bottle. "Does that turn you on?" I asked, genuinely
curious. Cleve smiled. "I appreciate the beauty of it. And
watching genuine, wanton lust is arousing. It doesn't
effect me the way it does you. I've never had sex with a
woman." Three diabolical female faces suddenly snapped
towards Cleve. Oh, shit, I thought and rolled out of the
way just in time.
The ladies just TOOK him. Carney and Stacy put their
mouths on his cock and began to lick, suck and nibble him
together. I got a brief look at the wide-eyed open-mouthed
expression on his face before Twig lowered her cunt to his
mouth. Cleve's tongue slid out for a tentative lick, then
another...then another. Then it was Twig's turn to be wide-
eyed and open-mouthed as Cleve sucked the hell out of the
first clit ever to be in his mouth. She grunted, and
ground her snatch down on his mouth, riding his face hard.
He slide a hand up her leg, got his index finger all
slippery with her juice...and penetrated her asshole as he
sucked her. The combination of a finger-fucked asshole and
a sucked clit took Twig to places undiscovered. She either
had multiple orgasms, or a cum that should have been in a
book of records somewhere. It just kept on...cumming.
Carney and Stacy decided to do it all to Cleve as he
sucked Twig to the edge of insanity. Sucking, fucking,
eating his ass, licking his balls, everything over and
over, by one of them, then both of them, then the other.
Carney was riding his cock, grinding her cunt down hard
when he finally let go and pumped cum. She came with him,
her movements making the most incredible squishing sound
as he unloaded another quart of his jism. They made a pile
of semi-conscious humans after that, and I swear at least
two of them were snoring.
Nick managed to crawl over next to me and make whimpering
noises that I took to mean "wine...now...please." I held
the bottle to his mouth and he sucked. My engorged cock
twitched as I watched his mouth work on the bottle. He
licked his lips, smiled, then looked at my cock. "Hey," he
said. "Want an amateur blowjob?" I should have just said a
simple "yes," because I never got the longer response out.
His mouth came down on my cock, and it was incredible. I
pulled at his hips until he mounted my face and fed me his
cock. 69...with another guy. Oh. My. Goodness. I sucked
him like crazy, getting more and more out-of-control with
the wicked pleasure I felt. His mouth and hands worked my
cock and balls, I did the same to him...and we came
together, driving our cockheads deep into each other and
shooting cum. We swallowed. We passed out.
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