by Doris Joe
Cameron's spent manhood came to rest against his hip, after which the three of us drifted to the centre of the hot tub once again and exchanged sensual, cum-flavoured kisses. After we caught our collective breath, Lisa suggested we 'take a nap' together in their big, king-size bed.
We dried each other off with big, fluffy towels, left our wet swimsuits where they were, and -- boobs and bums and cock swaying and bouncing -- headed for their bedroom. The three of us lay down on their expansive, cream-coloured silk sheets and started necking like teenagers. At one point, Cameron sat back and watched Lisa and I kiss and make love. I kissed my way down her beautiful torso until I reached her fertile delta and its neatly trimmed patch of black pubic hair. She was already incredibly wet, and her little button was swollen to the size of a pencil eraser. I proceeded to play her exquisite little pussy like a finely tuned instrument. She was quite vocal and moaned loudly and often as I edged her closer and closer to the precipice of an orgasm with my tongue and fingers.
After a wonderfully slow build-up, she arched her back and tugged at my hair. I watched as the powerful orgasm rippled through her body. All the while, Cameron had been enjoying himself in the role of voyeur while we engaged in our little girl on girl twosome. He had stroked his massive tool back to full erection by the time the throes of Lisa's orgasm had subsided.
After looking lovingly over at her husband, she hopped out of bed and went to get something out of her dresser. She came back with a large clear dispenser of Astroglide lubrication. Lisa set the lube on the bed and kissed me once again. Then, cupping one of my big boobs in her hand she whispered in my ear, "I want you to make love to my husband,” adding, “I want to watch him fuck you with his huge cock. I want you to experience something that big, and to know what a cock like that feels like inside you."
I looked over at her handsome, lady-killer of a partner. Young enough to be my son, he lay there like some fantasy Playgirl centerfold: amazing, tanned body; gorgeous face, teeth, and smile; and stroking the biggest erection I'd ever seen in my life! Still, I was as nervous as a schoolgirl, and not just because I was contemplating fucking my new friend's husband right in front of her. I was also genuinely concerned that her might split me in two with that fearsome-looking pussy destroyer!
"I want to. Believe me, I do," I said. "I just don't know if I can handle all that!"
"Oh, don't worry, sweetie," she reassured. "He can go as slow as you want. "He knows how to pleasure a woman with his size. Believe me, he knows how to use it. Don't you, darling?" I lay back in the centre of their big bed as the two of them took turns suckling my breasts on either side of me. Then Cameron gently parted my thighs and nestled himself between my legs. On his knees, his giant prong pointed straight out over my belly. Lisa took the tube of lubrication and applied a generous amount to her hubby's thick shaft. It glistened with a thick coating of lube.
The two of them looked at me with hungry eyes.
"I think Julia needs a good, hard fucking with your huge dick," said Lisa, adding cheekily, "Think it will fit, honey?"
"I'll make it fit," he answered with a cocky, boyish grin. Lisa slid in behind and nestled herself against me; supporting my body with her own; her big boobs pressed against me and the warmth of her wet pussy against the base of my back. As her husband worked the lubrication into his hard-on in long, slow strokes, Lisa reached around and ran her hands across my tummy, then used her hands to spread my legs further apart in preparation for her hubby's battering-ram assault. Slowly, her fingers made their way to my moist labial lips. Incredibly sensitive to her touch, I moaned and quickened the tempo of my breathing as she softly parted the lips of my pussy and massaged the clitoris. I looked on in awe as Cameron stroked a dozen or so inches of incredibly thick manhood.
"Mmmm, that's it, sweetie,” Lisa cooed. “Look at that big, thick cock. It’s all for you.”
With that, Cameron placed the head against the entrance to my quim and slowly pushed. Right away, he felt different than any other man I'd been intimate with. His incredible thickness stretched me wider than I'd ever been stretched. It was an indescribable feeling, as he very slowly began to penetrate me. Mouth agape, I swooned. My eyes closed and my head fell back. Cameron’s size literally took my breath away. Lisa continued to hold me in her arms, softly sucking and biting my ear lobes and kissing the base of my neck. I felt completely overwhelmed. It was such a turn-on to give myself over to this man's enormous cock; to feel utterly in his control. Somehow, being vulnerable, overwhelmed, and possessed in such a way was intoxicating. In time, and by gently rocking his hips, Cameron eventually managed to work about half of his battering ram inside me. Having never had to deal with a man his size, it initially felt like an anaconda snake was making it's way up inside me towards my tummy!
"Oh my god, Cameron!" I gasped, almost panicky. "Oh my god, it's so big!"
"Just try to relax, sweetie," whispered Lisa.
It just kept coming and coming, until finally the head of his penis pressed up against my cervix, causing me a bit of genuine discomfort.
Lisa looked down at my poor beleaguered pussy.
"Oh my goodness, Julia! Good girl! You top out later than me!" exclaimed Lisa. "Aren't you a lucky boy, Cameron?" After he'd buried it in me as far as he could go, Cameron withdrew all the way out as slowly as he'd entered. With only the head remaining, he plunged it all the way back in, this time a little quicker. He kept this up -- all the way in, then all the way out, always increasing the tempo -- until I'd become more accustomed to his size, as much as that were possible! Eventually, he'd built up a steady, powerful rhythm. Lisa reached down and massaged my clit with her fingers while her husband fucked me far deeper than any man had before.
The combination of Cameron's thickness, and the friction it generated, and Lisa's playing with my clit, drove me to my first orgasm of the day. I wasn’t sure whether it was vaginal or clitoral or both, but it was heavenly and very intense.
Tightly gripping the bedsheets with clenched fingers, I was still catching my breath when Cameron quickened his tempo and the forcefulness of his thrusts. Before long he was fucking me hard and fast; driving his king-size manhood into me mercilessly, albeit with commendable dexterity. Still, on the odd thrust, he would penetrate a little too deeply and hit my cervix, causing me to grimace and bite my lip. Yet, these moments were the exception, and in general, despite his obvious unbridled lust, he was an incredibly considerate lover; always mindful of his power to hurt as much as pleasure. He continued unabated.
"Oh my god! I barked, dry-mouthed. "It's so fucking big!!" Beads of sweat began to fall from his forehead onto my heaving breast. Cameron was an incredible lover. His staying power was as advertised, and he was giving my pussy the workout of its life! His deep thrusts were relentless, and I swooned as yet another orgasm charged through me.
The cocktail of pleasure and pain ultimately produced an endorphin-fuelled rush, but the discomfort increasingly gave way to the incredible pleasure. "Oh, god yes!! Please don't stop, please don't stop!!!" I begged. Cameron, you feel wonderful!”
I was feeling close to exhaustion and pleasure saturation when Cameron finally slowed down long enough to ask me to turn over and get on my hands and knees. As I braced myself against the end of the bed and bit down on a pillow, Lisa guided her husband's huge cock into me once again, this time from behind. With my bum in the air, she gently rubbed my vulnerable bum hole with her finger and watched while Cameron quickly resumed his long, deep, powerful thrusts.
There was less discomfort from that angle from the beginning, yet seemingly deeper penetration.
In short order, he was grunting and fucking me like a wild buck. At one point, I had to reach back and place a hand on his hip to get him to shorten his thrusts a touch. But for the most part, that lovely giant cock of his was responsible for some mind-blowing pleasure like I'd never experienced before. I felt prepared at the moment in time to opine on the eternal debate about penis size.
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the end, I was able to truly relax and give in to his size completely. My vocalizing eventually resembled a kind of raspy howl. My eyes were closed tight; my mouth frozen open in a state of primal bliss.
"Oh god, yes!! I bellowed loudly. “You’re so deep!! Please don't stop, sweetie!! Please, don't stop!! Fuck me with that huge cock!! Oh god, fuck me!! You're so fucking big!!” Finally, just when I thought I might faint with the intensity and pleasure of it, Cameron said that was about to cum. He gave me a final few rapid-fire thrusts before I felt his hot seed gush deep inside me. I collapsed on the bed and Lisa snuggled up behind me. The three of us exchanged tender, post-coital kisses.
Afterwards, we showered together, and I eventually spent the night. I’m happy to report that we passed the remainder of the weekend fucking our brains out. Since that time, I have become a regular part of their lovemaking. It’s been wonderful and liberating and re-affirming. I feel sexy and sexual again.
Six high school seniors and two teachers were enjoying their Spanish spring break trip to Barcelona when the news came. Due to the coronavirus, all return travel was cancelled and everyone was quarantined to their hotel rooms for fourteen days.
“I can imagine worse places to be forced to spend an extra two weeks!” James, the captain of the Spanish Club joked.
“Yes, who knew that our Spanish immersion would be so thorough!” Ms. Conrad said. “At least we have two connecting rooms so that we can at least make it a big party.”
Just as Mr. Meyers, the other advanced Spanish teacher, opened the connecting door making one big room for everyone, official notices were slipped under their doors.
Susan, one of the senior girls read the notice: “Con mucha precaución y para desinfectar completamente el hotel, pedimos a todos los huéspedes que coloquen toda la ropa en las bolsas azules para limpiarla. La ropa será devuelta al final de su visita.”
“Ms. Conrad, I’m not sure I understand this. At least I hope I don’t.”
Ms. Conrad read it in English for everyone.
“With an abundance of caution and to fully disinfect the hotel, we ask all guests to place all clothing in the blue bags for cleaning. The clothes will be returned at the end of your visit.” “And wear what?” an alarmed Stuart asked. Stuart was a tall, lanky, and exceedingly socially awkward boy who always found reasons to be excused from P.E. class so that he wouldn’t have to shower in front of classmates. “Stuart, it seems that in a crisis we have to take certain actions that are, well, unusual,” Ms. Conrad said, trying to calm him down.
“Come on, Stuart, I won’t look if you don’t look,” Susan half-joked.
“No way. No way,” Stuart insisted. “In front of girls? In front of my female teacher? No way.”
“You will survive, Stuart. I assure you,” Ms. Conrad said as she started unbuttoning her blouse. “We are in the midst of a coronavirus crisis and unusual steps need to be taken for our health.”
“I’m not exactly happy about this, Stuart,” Ms. Conrad said as she undressed. “However, in a crisis, we have to sacrifice our modesty.”
Stuart sat in silence as he watched Ms. Conrad take her clothes off and deposit them in the blue bag for her room.
“Mr. Meyers, can’t we shut the door between the rooms? You don’t want the girls to see you naked either, don’t you?” Stuart pleaded, looking for support.
Mr. Meyers could see his colleague giving him a stern look that told him to man up and follow her lead. “Stuart, normally I would agree, but this is a crisis. Fourteen days is a long time to be in a small hotel room. At least with the door open, we can all share the pain and make the time go by faster,” he said.
“Look, everyone, this might be a little embarrassing at first, but Mr. Meyers and I will show you that it is okay.”
“Yeah, but Mr. Meyers isn’t taking his clothes off,” Caroline said with a smirk.
Mr. Meyers had been so fixated on watching his colleague undress in front of him that he forgot to strip as well. “Oh, right, I was, uh, thinking about something else.” Mr. Meyers began to take his shirt off just as Ms. Conrad was down to her bra and panties. His uneasiness was apparent, even though he tried to be cool. He yanked off his shirt as if he were in a men’s locker room following a victory on the field. Ms. Conrad slipped off her bra, revealing her ample breasts. At forty-two years old, Ms. Conrad maintained a trim, fit figure. She swam daily and ran marathons in order to stay in shape. The boys’ eyes were locked onto her breasts as she turned around to face her students. Everyone knew that she only had one article of clothing left and then their teacher would be completely naked.
“Mr. Meyers, Ms. Conrad is almost naked. What are you waiting for?” Jenny asked. Mr. Meyers gave a nervous chuckle and kicked off his shoes and socks. Ms. Conrad was already bending over as she pulled her panties off and placed them in the blue bag. The boys were silent. They stared at her well-manicured pubic hair that revealed her tight pussy in all its glory. Her tight, round ass was the product of hours and hours of swimming.
Mr. Meyers pretended not to look as he unbuckled his belt and set it aside.
“See, everyone?” Ms. Conrad reassured them as she spun around giving everyone a full view. “I’m naked and I didn’t die. You can do it, too.” The girls were watching their young male teacher fumble with his pants. Mr. Meyers was twentyeight years old and a former college wrestler who maintained his body. He was also a cocky single teacher whose bulge revealed that he was enjoying this scene. As he slipped his pants off, the girls gave a slight gasp. He stood up and placed his pants in the blue bag.
“Wow, Mr. Meyers, you’re hairy,” Susan commented as she got uncomfortably close and ran both hands through his chest hair. He was only wearing his boxers now and his semi-hard penis was struggling to escape through the fly. If it didn’t have a button holding the flaps closed his cock would have been thrusting out.
“Let me help you with those to show the boys that this can be fun,” Ms. Conrad said, trying to make it more fun and playful rather than nerve-wracking.
“I never thought I would you hear you say that!” Mr. Meyers joked nervously.
Ms. Conrad knelt down in front of Mr. Meyers and grabbed the waistband. She glanced over at Susan and the other girls and asked, “Are you ready to see the real Mr. Meyers?” The girls all gathered around behind Ms. Conrad to get the best view of their soon-to-be nude teacher. They giggled as the boys watched nervously knowing that they would be next. Ms. Conrad folded over the waistband, revealing the first sight of their male teacher’s dark, curly, black pubic hair. The girls giggled. Stuart swallowed hard as his mouth went dry.
“All together, ladies: one, two…”
And on the count of three, Ms. Conrad pulled Mr. Meyer’s boxers down inch by inch. First, the girls saw the base of his thick penis. And then another inch. And another.
“Damn, Mr. Meyers, how long is that thing?” Jenny blurted out what everyone was thinking.
Ms. Conrad continued slowly, revealing his cock until finally the seven inches of man meat was released to the wild. The boxers fell to the floor as he stepped out of them. When Mr. Meyers looked up and took a breath, he saw three girls admiring his nude body. He also became conscious of Ms. Conrad’s warm breath on his cock as she was still kneeling down in front of him with her face only inches from his body. Ms. Conrad’s long blond hair accidentally brushed his cock as she stood up. The light touch of her hair on his penis was all it took to get him fully hard. And as his male and female students watched intently in silence, his cock extended to its full eight inches right before their disbelieving eyes. Eight hard inches bumping against his stomach.
“Boys, we want you to appreciate that Mr. Meyers allowed himself to become fully erect to show you that there is nothing to be embarrassed about. It happens to all of you. Isn’t that right, Mr. Meyers?” “Well yes, it happens and it’s natural,” Mr. Meyers said as he tried to play down his stunning performance. Caroline, the most promiscuous of the girls, came over and pulle
d his penis down only to watch it spring back up and slap his stomach. Stuart broke into a nervous sweat.
“This is turning out to be a fun trip!” Jenny screamed. “Come on, girls, let’s get naked!” Without any more prompting, Jenny, Susan, and Caroline stripped naked in front of the boys and their male teacher.
While the boys were not enjoying this, the girls turned up the music and were dancing naked, frolicking and touching each other all over. One by one they grabbed Mr. Meyers and pulled him into the dance. When a slow song began, Caroline cut in and began dancing a slow dance with Mr. Meyers. She pulled her body in close to his so that she could feel his cock against her body. She pushed her pussy against his cock and began gyrating and grinding her pubic hair into his body. Caroline knew exactly what she was doing and suddenly stepped back to look down at the string of precum rolling down her leg. “What’s this?” she announced to everyone, as she cleaned it up with her finger and touched it to her lips. Without cleaning her lips, she leaned in and gently kissed Mr. Meyers, forcing him to simultaneously kiss his student and taste his precum on her lips.
“Okay, okay, let me break up this porno fest. Caroline, are you sure you’re only eighteen years old?” Ms. Conrad joked. Mr. Meyers was relieved to break free before anything more embarrassing happened.
“Ms. Conrad, the boys aren’t getting naked!” Jenny whined. “Boys,” Ms. Conrad said as she positioned her nude body in front of all three adolescents, “I have an idea. This should not be a terrifying event. This should not give you indigestion. Let’s make this fun!”
Stuart was having none of this. “Fun? There is nothing fun about this.”
“Stuart,” Mr. Meyers said calmly, “come over here. Look, this is a very unusual situation. And besides, when was the last time you were naked with a bunch of females?”
“Never,” he said sheepishly.
“Stuart, this is the opportunity to pop that cherry, so to speak. It’ll be a great experience and you’ll learn so much about your body and the female body.” “Mr. Meyers,” he whispered, “I’ve never even been naked around guys. I don’t like my body. This is the worst moment of my life. My heart is racing. I think I’m having an anxiety attack!” Stuart was almost in tears.
