He moved his hands up so they were on my shoulders then slid them down my arms until they gripped my wrists. He pushed them behind my back and put them into one hand. I moaned as he massaged my breasts with his free hand, pinching and pulling at my nipples, causing me to gasp as they hardened. He turned me around so my hands were between us.
My mouth dropped open as I looked up and realized the waiter was still in the room. I had managed to forget all about him with my friend was touching me. My friend continued exploring with his free hand while kissing and nibbling on my neck. The waiter walked up and started kneading my breast. He bent over taking my other breast in his mouth. He flicked his tongue over my nipple before letting his mouth close around it. I moaned as my friend's hand brushed against my wet pussy. As he started to press harder I rubbed my pussy against his hand hoping for some sort of release. He commented on how wet it was and that I seemed to be ready for anything now. I nodded with the only thing on my mind being the empty feeling in my pussy.
Both men stopped what they were doing and stepped back. I looked at them feeling more exposed than ever. My friend undid his jeans and told me to get down on my knees in front of him. I knelt down as he pulled out his cock. He told me to lick his cock so I ran my tongue up and down the length of it, circling the head with my tongue every time I reached the top. I brought my one hand up to rub his cock as I continued to explore with my tongue. I circled his head with my tongue before taking it in my mouth. I gently stroked his cock as the head slid deeper in and out of my mouth.
My pussy started to throb and I wanted his cock in me so bad. I moved my hand out of my way so I could get as much as possible. I moved his cock in and out of my mouth going as far as was comfortable. I let my hand wander down between my legs and felt how wet I was. I started to take my time, playing, alternating between sucking soft and hard, while rubbing my pussy spreading around the moisture.
My friend put his hands behind my head and started driving his cock in and out of my mouth. I stopped playing with my pussy so that I could put my hands on his ass encouraging him further. As he quickened the pace all I could do was relax and let him do what he wanted to. He drove his cock deeper and deeper into my mouth. I glanced out the corner of my eye to see the waiter stroking his cock. I could feel my pussy start to seep as he stroked in time with my friend.
My friend drove into my mouth one last time as I felt his cum spray the back of my throat. He took his hands off the back of my head pulling his cock from my mouth. I swallowed what was left in my mouth before gently reaching up to lick every drop from his cock. As I let his cock go, he stepped back being replaced by the waiter.
The waiter stepped in front of me. I wondered what I'd gotten myself into. I licked his cock up and down before taking his head in my mouth. Unlike my friend, he didn't seem to want to take his time at all. He put his hand in my hair and tugged it allowing him to push his cock deeper into my mouth. I looked up at him and he was staring down, watching his cock move in and out of my mouth stretching the sides.
He started moving his cock deeper in and out and I could feel him pressing against the back of my throat. This time when I looked up at him I could feel his eyes burning into mine. He pulled his cock from my mouth and told me to bend over the table.
I stood up and walked over to the table. Both my friend and the waiter came to stand behind me. As I bent over the table, they started to discuss the view. They walked up behind and each started to rub a side of my ass. I don't know who but one of them moved their hands down and was using it to rub my pussy. They kept talking but I was so turned on that I couldn't make out what the words were. I moaned as I felt my clit being played with. I could feel one of them pushing a finger in my pussy and start moving it in and out. He started twisting it around and I could feel my pussy stretching. He started to work in another finger and I pushed back, trying to help, wanting to feel more.
He took his fingers out and I whimpered at the empty feeling. I felt a cock sliding into my wet cunt. I didn't know whose it is but I didn't really care either. I moaned as it moved in and out of me. I could feel my head being pulled up and saw my friend in front of me. He brought his cock up to my face and I opened my mouth invitingly. I started to work his cock with my tongue as I felt the waiter fucking me harder from behind. They both pulled out just as my body started to build to orgasm. I cried out from the frustration of being so close and not being able to cum. They started to talk from behind me again.
I felt two fingers being shoved into my empty cunt. They were gone as quickly as they'd been put there. Two hands spread my ass to make sure that everything was showing. I could feel the two fingers wet from my juices working their way around my anus. It felt odd knowing that there were two men standing behind me watching my body react to them playing with my ass. I quickly forgot anything about it when I felt the fourth hand rubbing my pussy and started to feel the two fingers playing with my anus start to work their way in. I could feel the one finger being twisted opening me up for the second finger.
My body pushed back against all the hands wanting more. They both moved away and told me to stand up. The waiter laid on the table and told me to climb on top of him. I climbed up on the table and, straddling him, guided his hard cock into my pussy. I started to move up and down working his cock in and out of me when he grabbed me in such a way that I couldn't move anymore. He pulled me forward and I felt my friend come up behind me. I felt as he played with my ass, opening me before pressing his head into the only empty hole left for him. I groaned as he slowly moved it deeper and deeper into me.
I moaned as I began to feel fuller than I've ever felt before. I started to squirm wanting something but not quite sure what. I moaned louder as they both started moving their cocks in and out of me. I begged them to keep fucking me as I felt both holes being stretched. They started to move in and out of me faster and I cried out as my body was hit by the strongest orgasm I've ever had. They continued to stroke in and out causing tremors in my body until I felt them both start to pulse, shooting their cum inside me.
My friend pulled out first and I could feel my ass start to close. I rolled off the waiter and I could feel his cum start to drip from me. They both got up and each handed me my clothing. When I went to get dressed I saw that there was no underwear and my bra was missing. When I pointed it out they both grinned and said we'd discuss those later.
I pulled my tank top and skirt back on. The waiter offered to give us a ride home as his shift was over and it was easier than calling a cab. We walked down the back hall and through the kitchen to the back lot where his truck was sitting. I could feel their cum start to leak out of me as we walked. As I stepped up into the truck to sit into the middle I was very aware that they both could see everything. I giggled to myself thinking there was no point being shy now.
I sat in between them, laid my head back, and, closing my eyes, listened to the radio. They each had a hand roaming over my body as the waiter drove home. I smiled as I wondered how I could get my underwear back.
The End.
To Beat the Heat
The permeating heat pressed down on everything like a wet, heavy blanket. Even lying spread-eagle on the air mattress in the tent in the coolest, skimpiest bit of clothing I had packed for the beach trip, with the squirrel fan picking at my damp hair and teasingly blowing open the top of my dress, the muggy warmth was almost unbearable. Coupled with the irritating, omnipresent sand and the sun-induced weariness dragging on my muscles, I was torn between disgust and contentment. Either way, I utterly lacked the energy to move.
Until of course my exhausted contemplations were rudely interrupted by a flailing Amanda suddenly flopping down on the sagging air mattress, sending me flying for a moment before the mattress found equilibrium again. I groaned in protest of the unexpected movement as it ground yet even more sand into my slightly sticky skin, but Amanda merely laughed.
"Who's ready for Supertroopers?" I heard a voice from just outside the tent as
k. Knowing full well who it was, I didn't waste the effort of turning my head to watch my boyfriend hunching over to crawl inside the tent, his laptop and my computer speakers in hand. From behind me on the bed, Amanda laughed loudly again. She was far too excited and perky in this heat, but she at least had a reason, as she had not actually ever seen the absurd movie that Colin was opening up on his computer. I had, however, so I didn't bother to work up the energy to reorient myself to see the screen. Colin rigged up the speakers, wired everything with power and stretched out across the bed in front of the screen, while Amanda laid down to his left. I stayed where I was, perpendicular to the other two, and only moved enough so that I could use Colin's lower back as a pillow.
"Move the fan," I groaned. "You're blocking all the air."
One of the other two obliged, and I sighed as the blissfully cool air blew across my body. I didn't even care at all that it was nearly blowing my dress right off of me. After a while, though, as I fought a losing battle against my exhaustion, I heard a loud snicker.
"Cute bra, Jessie," Hannah called from outside the tent. I opened my eyes to see that my bra was indeed exposed for all the world to see. But my heat-induced apathy would not allow me to get worked up over such an insignificant fact. I merely mumbled in reply, "Thanks, Hannah. I thought so, too."
"Whoa, now!" Amanda said as her head popped over Colin's shoulder. Intrigued, Colin looked over his shoulder at me as well.
"Whoa, dear. You're kinda hanging out."
"Yeah, yeah," I said. "So I've heard. It's too hot, though, so I don't care. Watch your movie."
Colin reluctantly turned back to the screen, and Amanda did the same as I closed my eyes once more, a small grin blooming on my lips. Though I'd never been one much for voyeuristic tendencies, I found it was an interesting feeling, knowing all these people were looking at my bra. Somehow, even in the oppressive summer humidity, I was getting a little turned on.
Slowly, I stretched and pulled myself parallel next to Colin, curled my arm underneath my head and allowed the fan to tease my hair and tickle my neck. It felt so good that I shivered...though I wasn't at all cold. I did, however, roll over and press my body into Colin's side. Even though it was ninety plus degrees out, the warmth of his body against mine still sent cold shivers up and down my spine. Gently, ever so gently, I traced my fingers in a doodling pattern across his lower back, careful to avoid his sunburned shoulders. I kissed his bicep briefly without pausing in my doodles. He turned and looked at me, eyebrow raised in an unspoken question. I merely dropped my gaze and laid my hand flat against the small of his back. When I sensed he had returned his attention to the movie, I stretched out to my full length once more and rolled away from him slightly so I could see his handsome face. Every time I did, I remembered how much I loved to do just that—just gaze upon the man I loved. I shivered again in the impossible heat.
Colin must have felt my body tremor next to his, or subconsciously felt the weight of my gaze, as he looked away from the movie again. I leaned in quickly and planted a soft peck on his lips. Then I rolled away before he could do or say anything. I waited a moment, and then rolled over so that I was on my back again, lying right beside him. I looked up at him to find him looking right back at me. The span of a heartbeat passed between us before he dropped his head to press a kiss to my lips. He meant for it to be a quick one, but as he pulled away, I caught his lower lip between my teeth, holding him to me. I kissed him deeply, tugging gently on the lip I held prisoner before releasing it to plant a few softer kisses on his mouth in rapid succession. I became aware of Amanda's laughter as it morphed into a loud, protesting groan.
"Ewww...cut out the couple-y stuff, guys..." she said.
Colin laughed as he turned away from me again. "Oh, Amanda...you know you're just jealous."
She rolled her eyes at him. "Right..."
I grinned at the ceiling of the tent. "Oh, but Amanda...you don't have to be jealous, you know. Feel free to join in the fun." I nudged Colin, who took my cue and threw an arm around the other girl. I lurched up to rest on one elbow as I snuck an arm around his back and swiftly poked Amanda in the side. She squealed like a banshee, and then fell into a fit of giggles as she tried to squirm away from my wiggling finger.
"Stop! Stop!" she gasped through her squeals. In response, I clambered over her captor and weaseled my way in between them to better torture her with my tickling. Finally, I decided to show some mercy and withdrew my poking barrage. She lay completely spent beside me, chest heaving, cheeks flushed. From my vantage point lying on my side, I couldn't help but notice how well-endowed my friend was. I nonchalantly voiced my newfound revelation.
"Mandy," I said. "You've got nice boobs."
I heard Colin behind me exhale loudly in surprise. Amanda just turned to me and laughing again, said "I know, right?" She raised a hand to one of her perky, rounded breasts and gave it a gentle squeeze. "Wanna feel?"
"Sure!" I replied, and proceeded to fondle her other breast. I could feel Colin nestled up behind me, and more prominently, I felt a warm bulge growing slowly between my buttocks. I laughed out loud, and Amanda began to giggle all over again.
"Mmmm...Mandy," I said. "Very nice." I suddenly began poking her again, so that she curled up into a ball and rolled onto her side, trying vainly to get away from me. However, this merely exposed another target for me, as her ass wiggled before me. Quickly, I spanked her. She yelped, and then laughed. I smacked her butt again, and she tried to squirm away. But I was having none of that. I hoisted myself up and over top of her, forcing her on her back as I straddled her hips. I expertly jabbed her exposed tummy a few more times, eliciting further high-pitched shrieks. When I finally paused long enough for her to catch her breath, I leaned forward so that my face was less than an inch from hers. At that angle, I became very aware of her heaving chest, as every time she exhaled, her breasts just barely grazed mine. We lay there just like that for the span of a heartbeat, and I caught myself staring at the fullness of her lips. I wondered, just for a moment, what it would be like to touch those lips with my own. I leaned a little closer.
"Stop..." Amanda gasped as she began squirming beneath me. "That tickles!" I realized I was breathing on her neck, her "O" spot.
"Oh, you know you like it," I purred at her before rolling off her and surrendering to the hilarity of it all once more.
The two of us laughed uncontrollably for a long minute or two. Somewhere in the back of my mind, I noticed Colin had not joined us in our giggly fit. I rolled back onto my back to better see his face and suddenly found his lips on mine. He kissed me with a passion he usually reserved for mid-deed. Feeding off his enthusiasm, I returned the kiss just a fiercely, snaking an arm up to lace my fingers in his soft curls and pull him even closer. Amanda's continued cackles echoed dimly in my skull as a heady desire suddenly filled my entire being; a white-hot heat building between my thighs that flashed before my eyes as Colin's lips moved against mine, as his hand brushed, and then grabbed my ass. I jumped, and then nearly moaned aloud from the exquisite pleasure sparking like static electricity between us when he dropped his mouth to my throat.
Suddenly, though, he pulled away. In a daze, I wondered what was wrong. Too slowly, I noticed the quiet that filled the tent. Amanda had finally sobered up and had fallen silent. My eyes slid sideways to see her watching Colin and I with a strangely thoughtful look on her face.
"What's a matter, Amanda?" I asked, my voice thick with checked desire. "Jealous?"
Amanda merely grinned lazily at us and slowly turned her eyes back to the almost forgotten movie still playing on the open laptop. I looked back at Colin and leaned up to plant a last hard kiss on his lips. I then laid back and stared up at the mesh netting of the tent ceiling as though it held the meaning of life. In reality though, I couldn't stop thinking about what had transpired in the last few minutes. This temporary obsession had to do in part with the swooping sensation in my groin that sent my head spiraling every few moments. These
particular moments seemed to oddly coincide with every tiny shift in position that Amanda or Colin made, pushing me closer to one or the other, bobbing me up and down on the sagging air mattress. I didn't think I had ever been this horny in my entire life. In fact, I knew I hadn't. It was an almost painful sensation.
But my reverie was suddenly interrupted by Rex calling throughout the camp that the van was making a run to go get henna tattoos and anyone who wanted one needed to hop on board ASAP. Amanda scrambled up to catch the ride, and in the wake of her abrupt absence, the change in air pressure in the mattress sent me rolling across the tent. Considering I was already uncomfortable, I decided I might as well go along for the ride.
"Gonna get a tatt, dear?" I playfully called over to Colin, who was taking care of breaking down the mini-home (er...tent) theater we had rigged up.
"Nah..." he said, "but I might as well tag along, I guess. Might find something of interest..."
"Interest...right..." I mumbled, as I ducked out of the tent. I stood on the small, rubberized welcome mat outside the door as I fumbled with my flip flops. Without warning, I felt a hand suddenly pinch my ass. I jumped horribly and squealed almost as loudly as Amanda as I struggled to regain my balance. Fortunately, my attacker steadied me, hands on my elbows, as he pulled me to him. Again, I felt a prominent swell pressing against my ass. Colin nuzzled my neck and I shuddered as shocks of desire ran all the way down to my toes.
"I want you," he breathed in my ear. I didn't trust my voice; I could only nod in response. "So bad..." he continued. I nodded fervently.
"But we can't do anything right now...we've got to go," I whispered hoarsely. He sighed and released my arms. I reached up behind me, grabbed his head, and kissed him hungrily. All too soon, I pulled away and headed for the van. My man was right behind me. "The sooner we go," I murmured softly, "the sooner we can get done, and the sooner we can get back."
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