Slut
written by:
raconteur2009

As I stood up to get my bag and walk off the airplane I found myself wondering for the hundredth time just what the hell I was doing. Flying half way across the country to meet a woman is crazy enough, but flying halfway acrss the country to meet a woman for the first time is certifiably insane. Even so, there I was, self doubt like an albatross around my neck, just hoping that we would click face to face the way we did online.

After checking into the hotel - she offered to let me stay with her, but then we both thought it better if I stay elsewhere. Less pressure and less distraction. Let's be honest, this trip was about meeting someone new and exciting, it was about getting out of my comfort zone, but it was about sex. Good sex, great sex, lots of sex. Having a hotel room that can get a bit messy is always better than being at home with laundry, dishes, and all the other distractions. I settled into the room, got all my stuff unpacked for a 3 day stay, and sat staring at the phone, her number in my hand, trying to work up the courage to call. Strange, considering the emails and texts we had traded, the webcam sessions lasting long into the night, that I would hesitate to call and say "hi, I'm in town, where can I take you to dinner?"

She answered on the second ring. After some light conversation, we agreed to meet in the lobby of the hotel where we could have a drink then go to where ever we wanted for dinner. If everything clicked, there would be no reason to leave the hotel. If not, her car would be in the parking lot. I was in the hotel bar 30 minutes early and seriously debating ordering another drink when she walked in. Now, a woman's body is a wonderful thing, but far from the most important. Great sex starts between the ears, not between the thighs. If she believes ahead of time I'm awesome, no matter what I do she will love it. I say that to explain that to me, attitude is everything. Personality matters. I'm one of those guys that when set up on a blind date and they say "she has a great personality" I think AWESOME!! Those 25 year old hard bodies are about 25 years ago for me, and to me they are like chrome on a pickup truck - looks pretty, eye catching, but no indicator of how well the motor runs when it matters.

I ordered her a drink and refreshed mine, we did the polite hug/kiss thing that friends and relatives do. There was an immediate tension, kind of a sexual undercurrent. The glint in her eye, the comments that were just almost suggestive - I was getting horny already. Of course I always am, but was beginning to think she was too so I recommended dinner. I was hungry, and beginning to think we would both need the energy later on. She recommended some place I had never heard of and I readily agreed, so out to the car we went.

The restaurant was nice, a quiet out of the way place with these little alcoves for dining areas, each one a semi private corner booth. I thought it was cool. We sat down and I ordered a bottle of wine and some appetizers while we continued to chat. The appetizer was great, the wine was almost gone, and the conversation was beginning to get openly suggestive. I was half turned on the seat to face her, one hand on the table, when she leaned across me to get another piece of bread. In doing so she placed her breast in my open palm on the table, then turned and smiled at me. I can take a hint. As she leaned back I put my other hand on her thigh and she immediately covered my hand with hers. As my hand moved up her thigh her hand began to stroke my arm, a slow sensual caress. Food being delivered was an unwelcome interruption.

We continued with the teasing and playing while we ate, me pretending to reach for the salt and fondling her breast instead, her pretending to drop her napkin just so she could reach in my lap to stroke my semi-hardon. By the end of dinner we were both pretty worked up. She excused herself to powder her nose while I poured the last of the wine into her glass and tried to settle my nerves. She came back far too quickly and scooted in next to me. "Listen, it's a small restroom and it's empty. I'm going back in there, you wait two minutes and follow me in." I couldn't argue. She disappreaed and I waited as long as I could - about 30 seconds - and pretended to head to the men's room.

I opened the door to the womens restroom and she was waiting for me. We kissed like long lost lovers, hardly allowing enough room between our bodies for our hands to get creative. She led me into one of two stalls in the tiny room. Her hands were scrabbling at my pants and zipper as I tried to lock the door behind us, her just barely sitting down before my swollen cock sprang free and into her hands. It's a good thing I don't wear underwear.

I leaned down and kissed her as her hands stroked my cock, one hand cupping my balls, then she leaned her head forward and just kissed the tip of it. She looked up and me and smiled as I tried to breathe, then she swallowed me whole, her nose pressed against my pubic bone, the entire length of me disappearing into her mouth. I'm not huge but not tiny either, I was immediately impressed. I reached down and freed her breasts from the low cut blouse she was wearing, trying to reach the nipple with her head working back and forth. I gave up trying to do anything for her and grabbed a handful of hair on either side of her head, not pulling, just controlling her mouth as I fucked it. I could feel her tongue on the under side, her hand cupping my balls and just touching the sensitive skin behind them.

As the tempo increased I could see that I wouldn't last long. She was trying for a record apparently, in a frenzied rush for me to cum. I could feel it beginning to build seemingly from my toes up through my stomach and back to my balls. As the orgasm swelled within me she took me all the way into her mouth, her throat pulsing around my cock as I came. I nearly passed out. She finally surrendered the control she had over my cock and let it slip from her lips, cum drooling down her chin as she smiled up at me. "Glad to finally meet you face to face" is all I could say. As we stepped out of the stall one of those 20-something hardbody slut types was standing at the sink with a look of stunned surprise on her face. As we walked past her I said "someday maybe she can teach you half of what she knows". I paid the bill as quickly as possible and we headed back out to the car, eager to get to the hotel with a couple of drinks and the rest of the night ahead of us. _____________________________________

I have to admit I was less than a gentleman. In my urgency to get to the hotel I opened the door for her and trotted around to the drivers side of the car, not paying attention to whether or not she got in. Believe it or not, I failed to notice until I sat down and started the car that she had slipped her pants loose, down to mid thigh before sitting down. The lack of panties was a turn on to begin with, but the way she smiled at me as she very deliberately pulled the seat belt across her breasts was even more so. I just hoped I wouldn't run over anyone on the way to the hotel.

It was a 20 minute drive, so there was time for conversation at least. I didn't know what she had in mind, but I was up for it, no pun intended. She told me how she enjoyed the blowjob she had given me in the ladies room, her hand rubbing my cock through my jeans. Driving was a challenge, and she noticed that if she didn't slow down I'd end up in a wreck and neither of us what get what we wanted, so she settled down into her seat, leaned it back, and worked her pants down around her ankles. Once that was accomplished - no easy feat in a kinda small rental car - she undid the top few buttons of her blouse and did that broken elbow thing women do when removing their bra without removing their blouse first. The bra went into the back seat. I reached across, trying not to just stare at her breasts peaking at me through the gap in her blouse. Soft, warm flesh, a stiffening nipple and a sigh of satisfaction were my reward. As we pretended to talk about the music on the radio and I rolled her nipple between my finger and thumb she spread her knees and moved her hand to her pussy. I had never watched a woman masturbate before but after that experience it is something I'd love to do again. When my hand moved from her breast she quickly placed it back, keeping one of her hands between her thighs. It was almost more than either one of us could take.

The guy driving the truck next to us at the stoplight seemed to struggle with it a bit too. As we pulled into the hotel parking lot it was obvious she was building to an orgasm. Before we found a parking spot her moans turned into screams and she came, her entire body jerking like she was possessed. As the orgasm faded and we finally parked, I leaned over and slid one, then two fingers into her soaking pussy. She smiled. Cars are nice, but beds are better, so I looked her in the eyes as I licked her juices from my fingers, turned off the engine, and practically skipped around to her side of the car just as her door opened and she got out, pants around her knees, only one button left connected on her blouse, one breast completely exposed. I'm not sure I've ever seen anything so completely erotic. Since we had to walk through the lobby, I helped button her blouse as she pulled up her pants and we hurried through the hotel, stopping just long enough for a bottle of wine and a six pack of beer. It's good to keep options open.

The hotel room was a double, two queen size beds, and the drinks thankfully ended up on one of them as we walked through the door. It was like a clothes bomb exploded, garments thrown everywhere and two naked bodies wrapped around each other before the door even closed. As we disentangled ourselves from each other I threw her backward onto the bed and dove between her thighs, hungering for another taste of her pussy. Starting with a bite on the thigh, then running my tongue from top to bottom of her slit, then spreading her apart with my fingers, my tongue running from that sensitive piece of skin between pussy and asshole up to her clit, two circles around it, then back again. As I slid my fingers back into her pussy, pistoning back and forth like my cock would be doing soon, I focused my energies on her clit, drawing little circles around it with the tip of my tongue, just running the edge of my teeth across it before pulling back and blowing gently, just enough to get a brief chill before sucking the little bundle of nerves back into my mouth.

Eating pussy is something I really enjoy, and I gave it all I knew how to give. It was just a few minutes before I could feel her tensing up and we both knew that another orgasm was brewing somewhere deep down in her toes. I could feel it rising, as much from her pressing my face tighter into her body as anything. Just as she really started to quiver I slid just the tip of one finger into her puckered asshole and that sent her over the edge, grasping and gasping as the waves of pleasure reached their crescendo then faded slowly. Just as she was getting her breath I gave her pussy one last lick and grabbed her by the hips, rolling her over into one of my favorite positions, doggy style.

She was so wet that my cock entered her without any hesitation. I watched it slide out of site into her pussy, then reappear just to disappear again. I heard her moan just a bit, but this was quickly getting past the point of being nice. With one arm and a handful of hair I started thrusting into her, my balls slapping against her as I tried to drive my cock all the way through her. This wasn't just fucking, this was my cock assaulting her pussy in a selfish, arrogant, inconsiderate way. Every rapid fire thrust made her gasp and the effort was taking my breath away. I could feel my own orgasm start to build. She reached orgasm first, and the sensation of her pussy tensing around my cock put me over the edge. I came with my cock shoved deep inside her, each wave of my orgasm multiplied by hers. Finally I was done, and so was she. My dick slid out of her with a we sucking sound, and I could see our cum mixed together dripping down her thighs.We collapsed side by side on the bed, and after just a minute to get her breath back she began licking my cock clean. It wouldn't come back to life right away, though, so I got up to pour us a drink before we both fell asleep out of sheer exhaustion.

We were both naked on the bed, watching some HBO porn on TV when I realized she was asleep so I turned off the lights and laid down beside her. That was the last thing I remembered for a while. When my eyes opened it was completely dark, no lights, no sunshine seeping around the curtains. It took just a fraction of a second to realize what woke me up. She was running her tongue up and down the sides of my stiffening cock, sucking first one ball then the other, gently so as not to wake me until necessary. I pretended to still be asleep as her tongue and mouth did their magic but when I was fully hard and thrusting back into her throat it was pretty obvious I was awake. "good morning to you to" I said. She said nothing, just stood on the bed, placed one foot on either side of me and lowered her pussy onto my now rock hard dick. She leaned forward, her hands on my chest for balance, and rode me like there was only eight seconds on the clock. I sucked her nipples as she rammed her pussy onto my cock and I did my best to meet her halfway.

She rode me till we both had a light sheen of sweat on our bodies, then leaned backwards, her weight supported by her arms, and continued to fuck me like this was the last time in the world either one of us would get lucky. I put my thumb on her clit, working it in little circles as she worked herself onto me. She was getting tired, working to keep up a rhythm, so I rolled her over and mounted her missionary style, her legs up by my ears and my balls bouncing against her ass. It was my turn to work, and work I did. I could feel the orgasm building ,but I didn't want to cum again in her pussy. As I got close, I pulled out of her pussy and mounted her chest, my dick between her tits. She spit on them for lubrication then pushed her beautiful breasts together, my cock working in and out between them as I reached behind myself to roll her sensitive clit between thumb and forefinger. It didn't last long. I told her I was cumming and she gripped my dick in both hands, jerking me off onto her tits. I exploded, the silvery ribbons of cum arcing through the air onto her tits reflecting the little bit of light that seeped in around the curtains. As I regained control of myself after cumming so forcefully she was with one hand rubbing my cum into her breasts, with the other scooping it off of her face where an errant jet had placed it, licking my cum from her fingers.

As I looked at her, both of us exhausted and both of us looking forward to whatever/wherever the rest of the day took us, I remembered my trepidation when I got off the airplane. Seems like buying that ticket was the right thing to do after all.

We laid back down together, our bodies all intertwined, and tried to get some sleep. Somehow our exhaustion overtook us, and it was late morning before we woke up. We were starving, so the quick shower we took together did nothing but stoke the fires for later on. We lathered each other up, rubbed her tits against me chest, and pushed my half hard dick bctween her ass cheeks as she bent over to pick up the soap that I had dropped for the third or fourth time. Finally we got out of the shower and went to breakfast in the hotel restaurant. Fried eggs, hash browns, and a bloody mary made the day seem much more promising, almost as much as the way her nipples protruded through the thin fabric of her blouse. She had neglected to wear a bra, something for which I was truly grateful. I took every opportunity to rub my hand or my arm against her breast, to place my hand on her thigh, and she took every opportunity to rub my cock through my shorts. Breakfast took far too long, and we headed back to the room with a clear purpose in mind.

Keep in mind that this hotel had in internal hallway where rooms were normally accessed but also had a walkway on the inside of the hotel, overlooking the pool, where guests could walk around the pool area on the second level. Our room was on the second level, back towards a corner where we could see the pool from an open window. Unfortuantely, or fortunately as it turned out, we didn't realize any of this. We just wanted to get naked again, which we accomplished with astonishing speed as we entered the hotel room again. Her breasts were electric, responding to every touch, every breath like our lives depended on it. I nuzzled between them, one hand guiding her nipples between my lips and the other hand reaching to the warm folds between her thighs. As my fingers reached her clit she collapsed backward onto the bed, leaving me standing next to her.

She slid off the edge of the bed onto her knees in front of me, kissing my stomach and my thighs as her hands worked my inner thighs, reaching up towards my balls. Her lips stroked my cock from one end to the other before engulfing it like a state fair corn dog, swallowing it whole. I sat back onto the bed behind me and her mouth followed me, working back and forth on my cock with one hand stroking my balls, the other extended for support.

A movement caught my eye across the room - the maid had left the blinds open a good two feet and there was a couple standing there, watching her suck my dick! I didn't say anything, just smiled, waved, and enjoyed. It was long before it was time to switch. I helped her to her feet, kissed her, then turned her around and pushed against her shoulders so she would bend over at the waist, legs straight and spread wide. I dropped to my knees behind her and put my face between her thighs, first kissing her thighs and the lips of her pussy then using my tongue to spread those lips apart, searching for the bundle of nerves hidden beneath that little hood. I found it. She was pushing back and forth into my face, my tongue working circles around her clit, when I heard her gasp and start to stand up. She had seen the other couple. "Did you know?" she asked breathlessly. "Yes, now enjoy. Stop talking." I replied. By that time my tongue has spread her pussy lips wide, lubricating and titillating in the process. I found the small band of flesh that separates pussy from ass and kissed, licked, touched it while one finger slid into her soaking pussy. My tongue continued north, tracing circles around the puckered rosebud, testing it with the tip of my tongue, before continuing on to the small of her back. By this time I was just about standing up and she could feel the tip of my cock pressed against the moist, hot lips of her pussy.

I slid into her, that pussy so wet it offered no resistance except for the tightness of it all. As my cock began to stroke back and forth I leaned forward, kissing the side of her neck, one hand rolling her nipple between thumb and forefinger, the other searching for her clit. I looked past her ear, where I was kissing at the time, and saw the couple in the window, still watching us. He was standing behind her and she had one hand between them, no doubt stroking his cock. One of his hands was underneath her blouse. It turned us both on that it turned them both on, and our fucking became more and more frenzied.

I grabbed her hips with both hands and thrust into her like an animal, jerking her back onto my cock, her butt slapping against my thighs, my balls in her hand. I looked in the window and made eye contact with the woman just as I came. I wanted them to see it, so I pulled out of her pussy, cum arcing across her back and ass. The couple in the window applauded silently, blew us both a kiss then walked away. "That was pretty damn hot." I said. "Yes, would be interesting to meet them face to face. Or cock to face. Or pussy to cock." She replied. I couldn't have agreed more.

We didn't wake up till after lunchtime, and once again we were starving. A quick change of clothes - ok, we just put them on - and we headed down to the hotel restaurant/bar again at 4 in the afternoon. We sat down in a booth back in a corner and ordered a bottle of wine, an appetizer, and a decent meal for each of us. While we waited for food and sipped the wine we were talking about the whole couple in the window thing and how it made us feel. Even though I'd known this woman face to face for only 24 hours or so, the amount and intensity of the sex between us allowed conversations that would normally be at best awkward. We finished eating and sat back, deciding where to go. I suggested a porn shop, because I wanted to buy her a toy or two. Frankly, I wasn't sure how long my dick could keep up the pace. She said that sounded like a good idea so we headed out to the car.

This time I asked her to take of her panties before we got in the car. She was wearing a skirt, so it wasn't that difficult - she slipped them off her legs and threw them across the hood of the car to me, and I pretended to sniff them as we both got in the car. There was a porn shop, one of the better bigger ones, not a little sleazy dive, just a few miles down the road. It was too close for us to get kinky in the car, so we contented ourselves with some heavy petting. We went in and started looking at all the stuff they had on the walls. Big ones, small ones, toys we weren't sure how to use. Shopping through them and laughing about it attracted some attention, though.

‘I think that guy over there is watching us." She whispered to me. I looked, and sure enough, he was. I smiled at him, then whispered "I bet he wants to fuck you" into her ear as I slid her skirt up the side of her thigh, giving him a shot of leg. He liked it, and came over close, pretending to shop the movies on the rack behind us. She was kind of enjoying the game, so she bent over looking at a magazine on the bottom of the shelf. At least two men got a good look at her exposed pussy, and a couple more saw what was going on and starting working their way closer. It wasn't much longer before the manager came over and asked us to stop. I told him that looking at sex toys made us both horny, and if he would let us go back into a video booth I'd spend at least $100 in the store on toys. He said ok, so I led her by the hand into the darkened back of the store, the area where every little booth as a video screen with multiple porn movies to click through.

We went to a back corner, and could see a couple of the guys from outside start moving toward the booths. We found one that was clean, stepped in, and locked the door behind us. She kissed me, but I had other things in mind. I turned her around to see the screen and we clicked through the movies to find one she liked. The first one we came to that was a threesome seemed to get her attention, so I left it on that channel, turned her back around, and kissed her, my hands beginning to explore. Her blouse was undone, still not off her shoulders, and my cock was in her hand when we heard a noise that wasn't from the movie. Looking around, we saw a glory hole in the wall, just the right height and kind of big around. An eye was looking back at us.

She winked at me, then flipped her skirt up onto her back, sticking her ass towards the hole in the wall. The eye became a tongue, and she pressed her ass against the wall, rubbing up and down against the little bit of pressure he could provide from such an awkward position. Frustrated, she turned around just in time to see his cock slip through the hole. She looked at me for confirmation, and when I smiled and nodded her head dropped to that dick with unbelievable energy. She sucked him all the way into her mouth, working back and forth. I could see her tongue on the bottom of his dick, reaching for his balls that were hidden on the other side of the wall. My hands were beneath her skirt, probing her pussy, rubbing the juices there around her asshole, doing everything I could to distract her but she would not be distracted. In just a few minutes her tempo changed, she sucked his dick into her mouth and kept it there. Then she turned to me and opened her mouth, showing his cum on her tongue before she swallowed it.

That dick disappeared only to be replaced by another one within seconds. I was beginning to wonder what kind of like was forming in the booth next door. She went to work on that dick with the same energy she had before. I couldn't stand it, I moved behind her and slid my cock into her aching pussy and started to pound away, just barely aware enough to keep from beating her head against the wall. We found a bit of rhythm, her sucking one cock while I fucked her from behind. It didn't last long, because I came with an earthshattering orgasm. As my softening cock slid from her pussy, my cum leaking down her thighs, I realized the door had opened. Apparently we didn't lock it.

Another man stepped into the booth with us, his rock hard cock already in his hand. She saw him and reached out with one hand to stroke it for him. I moved to the other side of her, the sexual beast I had awakened clearly not satisfied. She stroked his cock for just a few minutes, then pulled him towards her ass, and he needed no further instruction. I leaned exhausted against the wall as this new guy pounded into her pussy with a wild abandon. She was still sucking any cock that would stick through the wall. I could tell she had cum and cum again, and she was beginning to get tired so when the next guy finished fucking her I stepped in, not allowing the one after him a chance. She slumped down onto the seat just as that one last dick shot its load into her hair and face. A nameless, faceless good guy tossed a towel into the booth and closed the door. I did my best to clean her up as she tried to regain her breath. Her pussy was red and swollen, no doubt her jaw muscles ached, but she still reached towards my cock. I smiled and pushed her hand away, told her we needed to head back to the hotel, and helped her to her feet.

We went back into the front of the store with her blouse closed with just one button, her nipples showing through the fabric. The store manager made a couple of snide remarks just low enough we couldn't hear him, but I made good on my promise anyway and bought two dildos that she hurriedly picked out. As we turned to leave the manager made one last under his breath comment, and apparently that made her mad. She slipped of her blouse and skirt, threw them both at him, and walked arm in arm with me, wearing nothing but shoes and a smile, to my car. You should have seen thee xpression of the face of the guy headed into the store.

Since we had to walk through the lobby of the hotel to get back to our room I was a bit worried. Finally, I decided that worst things could happen and took off my shirt and wrapped it around her. I tried to hurry through the lobby, but guess who was at one of the tables we had to walk past - the couple that had watched us fucking through the window! We waved, said hi, but since I was shirtless and her ass was showing we had to keep going. As we passed their table I said "you know where to find us" and hoped they would catch the hint. Admittedly I worried that my sexy partner's pussy was already too abused for more fun, but what the heck. If she didn't feel up to it, we could work out a threesome or just have a drink and call it a night. We got back to the room with only a few catcalls echoing behind us in the hallways. I slipped my shirt down from her shoulders and guided her into the shower, she coherent and smiling but pliable. My pants quickly hit the floor and I joined her under the warm spray of the jets, soaping first myself then rubbing my body against hers. We had just finished rinsing the soap off, giggling a bit about the overall silliness of it all, when the doorbell rang.

Concerned that it was the hotel staff coming to kick me out of the room, I put on a towel and went to the door, righteous anger building as I prepared for a confrontation. With one towel around my waist, another across my shoulders I was ready to tell them I wasn't leaving. Only thing, it was the couple from the restaurant, the two who had watched us through the window earlier.

Right now I have to take a pause in the telling of this tale. You, gentle reader, may have noticed that names have not been used. That is intentional, of course, but now this story reaches a point at which names are the only means of maintaining clarity. With that in mind, allow my to introduce myself. In order to protect all involved in this torrid affair from any potential for embarrassment, we will use initials only. I am HF, the idol of that guy who drinks Dos XX beer. My lovely, horny partner is KH. The couple at the door, who have yet to enter the room, are AC and KC, respectively. KC has bigger tits, though.

Alright, back to the story. AC had a bottle of wine in one hand, the other around KC's waist. She was holding a six pack of good beer and a couple of wine coolers. "Not sure what you two are drinking, so we brought some samples. Mind if we come in?" Beware of strangers bearing gifts, especially alcohol, but I invited them in anyway, asked that they take a seat while I helped KH out of the shower. She didn't need the help, but I liked giving it to her. I dried her off, paying special attention to the good parts, then she wrapped a towel around her chest, covering her ample breasts the way women do, and we stepped back into the main room.

AC and KC were still clothed, unfortunately. They were sitting on the couch going through the channels on TV when we joined them. With both of us wearing nothing but towels somebody had to come up with a smartass comment. KC smiled, deliberately poured her drink on the table, and said "Oops! I spilled! Does anybody have something to clean it up?" It was pretty funny, and we all laughed. I don't think they quite expected what happened next - I took the towel from around my waist, used it to dry off the table, then took KH's towel and used it to collect the few drops of alcohol that had hit the floor. As we introduced ourselves I sat down in the big overstuffed recliner, completely naked, and pulled KH into my lap. KH leaned back against my chest, her legs crossed with her feet on the coffee table, and we talked for a good thirty minutes, just getting to know each other. I think what triggered the rest of the night was some more of that soft porn on HBO. We hadn't really been paying attention ot the TV until we realized it was a show dedicated to the proper techniques for eating pussy. KH said I could do it better, KC said I had to prove it, and there we went.

KC was straddling my face, her legs on the arms of the chair, knees braced to give me free access to her fresh pink nearly hairless pussy. I tried my best, and it seemed to be working, my tongue first parting the delicate folds of flesh then driving in to find the sensitive centerpoint of nerve endings. I glanced beneath her ass and saw KH stroking AC's erect cock as he tried to slip all of his clothes off without breaking that hand to cock contact. Meanwhile the girl on my face slowly lowered herself down my body till my throbbing cock was pushing against her sloppy wet pussy. With a sudden drop, she impaled herself on it, taking my cock all the way inside her before beginning to rise up and down, fucking me slowly at first, then faster and faster. KH was sucking cock like her life depended on it. While it felt great, it was still awkward, so I tried to stand up and move to the bed. The others saw what I wanted and followed suit.

We ended up all four of us sprawled across the bed, my face between KC's thighs, her licking KH's pussy while KH was sucking AC's cock. From my point of view it was most impressive. I stodd at the edge of the bed and replaced my tongue with my cock, driving into her pussy while I watched everything else going on. KH came first, because clearly KC could eat some pussy too. Next was my turn, exploding all over KC's back, then AC gushed into KH's mouth, the hot cum spilling out of the corners of her mouth. It was fifteen minutes before we all got our breath back, a fresh drink, and our butts on seats instead of each others faces.

KH and I were done, no energy left at all. We sat together on the couch, naked, my fingers drawing slow, sensual circles around her nipple, as the other two went back to fucking on the bed. We watched, enjoying the show, and they enjoyed giving it. Once again, AC came, exploding on his girl's tits as she rubbed in the creamy goo. The drink, the sex, and the just plain tired pretty much ended then ight for us at that point. I don't remember much until late the next morning, less than two hours before my flight left.

I woke up, worrie, I had missed the plane, and almost did. There was no time for a morning quickie, so I kissed her on the cheek and left her sleeping. We had spent the night cradled in each other's arms, and I couldn't resist the urge to circle my tongue around her nipple one more time before I had to leave. I did that, and she stirred just a bit, moaning almost. I wrote her a quick note and grabbed my bags, rushing to the airport. I can't wait for the opportunity to head back that way, and from the way she talks to me online, she can't either.