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The Wisconsin Northwoods was Annie’s idea, her dad owns a lakefront cabin there. Inviting Chloe and Ben was mine! She didn’t object. After all, she said, we had all gotten along so well in Jamaica. If she only knew the full truth behind those innocently spoken words.
Although only a matter of weeks, it seemed like forever before we were
all finally lounging about on the beach. We all played it cool on the first day, but by high noon of the second my testosterone level was at an all time high. While a Wisconsin beach can’t compete with a Jamaican one, whisky helps even the score. Ben and I were slowly sharing a nice bottle of bourbon and the girls worked though a bottle or two of wine.
Sultry, sexy Chloe was wearing the same almost-there micro-bikini she had on in Jamaica. The top is best described as a set of pasties attached by string, while the thong bottom wasn’t made of much more material. Her big bazzooms were totally out there, just begging for me to lick, suck
and squeeze them.
My ever so modest Annie wore a conservative one-piece with that unattractive old-lady’s ruffled skirt, trying to unsuccessfully hide her widening ass which she hates and I hunger for. As for me, I had on my trusty old trunks, my equipment snug in the mesh basket, but threatening to break free every time Chloe flexed a muscle in her sensuous body. Damn, how I wanted to eat that bitch from the inside out and back again! The way she teasingly stretched her limbs, thrusting her big, full breasts skyward told me she knew precisely what I had in mind.
Ben, the male whore, was molded into his Speedo. Probably the only guy in the whole state wearing one but we had the beach to ourselves so, who cares. From the hot time we’d spent in Jamaica, his cock up against mine in Chloe’s pussy, I knew the dude was hung. There was absolutely no way that small piece of white lycra was going to contain his package! Much to my delight, I kept noticing Annie noticing Ben. A lot.
It wasn’t long before Annie excused herself to use the “little girl’s room”. Just as she got out of sight, the three of us stood and followed. Arriving at the cabin Ben entered first, making sure the coast was clear. Given the signal, Chloe and I scurried into the closet of the room Annie and I occupied, leaving the door open just enough to observe Ben’s seduction. Standing close behind Chloe in the darkness of the closet, I reached around to cup her awesome breasts and chewed on the lobe of one ear, all the while grinding my growing erection against her taut ass cheeks.
Light illuminated the room and, seemingly following our script, Annie slipped into the room after finishing in the bathroom. But she was no longer wearing her swim suit. Instead, my plump little girlfriend was brazenly naked! And she looked damned delicious! She threw herself on her
back across the bed, parted her meaty thighs and stared up at the ceiling as her fingers got busy between her legs.
Sonofabitch, I thought! Just like me in Jamaica when luscious Chloe had gotten me hot and bothered! As I had gone back to the room in Jamaica to whack off, Annie was doing the same here in Wisconsin with visions of Ben’s corded muscles in her head.
Unable to control myself from my vantage point in the closet, I cupped one big hand under Chloe’s tight buttocks and reached between her silky thighs, a thick finger probing her juicy cleft. Finding her rubbery clit, I zeroed in and ferociously frigged her hot box, clamping my other hand over her mouth to muffle the tell-tale sighs. Oh, how I wanted to slip my fat fucker into her gash right then and there, but feared we might tumble out right at the foot of Annie’s bed. Not wanting to
tip my hand, I tried to remain cool and self-controlled.
Annie was like a mad woman with her wet pussy! I had never seen her so sexually aroused before. She had her fat pink pussy lips spread wide open, stuffing two fingers in her twat while the other tweaked her sensitive clit. Fuck if I didn’t want to get in there and apply my tongue to the targeted territory, but that was when she began to moan, “Ben! Ben!”
“Yes?” came the deeply masculine voice from the open doorway.
Annie nearly shot to the ceiling then and there. So did I, for that matter. It was like being part of an interactive sex video—only this was real, and the handsome stud casually leaning against the door frame was only a short distance from the both of us.
“HOLY FUCK!” she cried out, valiantly trying to cover her trembling box with one hand while her other arm did a poor job of concealing her breasts.
“Not to worry,” the hunky stud spoke sexily. “As you can see, I’m quite enjoying the show.” With one bronzed hand, he motioned toward his groin.
When I tell you that little bitty scrap of a bathing suit had long ago given up trying to conceal his treasures, I’m not exaggerating. About seven inches of big Italian sausage bulged upward and past his indented navel, leaving a good two inches of fat base partially covered by the white Speedo. His smooth, dark bull’s balls popped free and hung low and juicy below his abundant equipment. The fuckin’ thing was throbbing before our eyes, thick twining veins pulsing with blue blood.
I’m not really sure whether Chloe was reacting to her handsome bro’s fierce exposed prong or my loving finger-fucking, but the palm of my hand was soaked with tasty pussy juices. She was bucking against me like an agitated pony.
Abandoning the useless thong, Ben stepped forward and stretched his
tightly muscled body across the bed next to Annie. She looked wary and
guarded, but the unmistakeable glint of excitement twinkled in her eyes. She slowly relaxed as he seductively toyed with her hair while gazing deep into her eyes. Leaning over, the romantic fuck touched his full, pouting lips to her forehead, the bridge of her nose and finally brushed against her own quivering lips. His long, talented tongue—the same tongue which had wrapped itself around my pecker—snaked out to trace the outline of her mouth before dipping between her parted lips. Their mouths began to work together, orally devouring each other. Lightly tracing his fingertips over the length of Annie’s arm, he rested his big sun-bronzed hand over her’s and began moving it against her vulva. Annie moaned deep into Ben’s mouth as she made contact with her sensitive clitoris.
My fuckin’ cock was leakin’ oodles of pre-cum inside my trunks, which I quickly discarded. Taking hold of Chloe around her tiny little waist, I pulled her tall, sinewy body into me, mashing my cock up between her taut, sexy buttocks. She reached back to force my hard pecker down between her legs and I slid my giant woody along the wet lips of her fragrant pussy, my big glistening head playing peek-a-boo at the front of her twat. As I cupped her mammoth mammaries in both hands, Chloe threw her head back against my shoulder, long untamed hair sexily
cascading down my broad back. Detecting a pulsing vein in her throat, I
attacked with my sex-thirsty lips. The hot slut was putty in my hands as I sank the head of my staff up into her dripping cunt.
Chloe’s unavoidable gasp, as I rammed home my long slab of mancock, was
muffled by the loud cry from Annie as she half-heartedly tried to push big hunky Ben away.
“NO, WE MUSTN’T!” She panted, although her groin was still mashing against his heavily tendoned hand. “I’M ENGAGED TO ANOTHER MAN! WE ARE GOING TO BE MARRIED!”
This was all news to me, but I had to give her an ‘atta girl! Even with the narrow hipped, deep chested, pec-decked studflesh pressed against her, she was thinking of me! Feeling suddenly like king of the jungle, I pumped my hips against Chloe, slamming my cock into her with increased desire as the warmth from her sweet box caressed me.
Ignoring her protest, Ben slipped a strong finger under Annie’s busy hand and touched her throbbing bud. Her whole body seemed to tense as he kissed his way past her stubby chin, sucked at the hollow of her throat, darted his tongue over her stiffened nipples and licked a trail down her torso. When his darkly handsome face was directly between her outstretched thighs, hot breath teasing the fine hairs encircling her pussy, he sultrily looked over her prone body and into her eyes.
“Certainly, my sweet, you have seen the way your love looks at my wife with lust in his eye,” the fuckin’ Judas revealed. “I would be willing to wager they have already fucked. Why not allow yourself the same pleasure?” His tongue slowly worked over the soft, white hand covering her vagina and snaked its way between her fingers to zero in on the quivering clit. As his mouth touched her womanhood, all argument was abandoned.
I was a bit hard-pressed to defend my honor what with my thick schlong
jouncing about in sexy Chloe’s hot little box. As a matter of fact, watching my girl getting eaten out by Mr. Abs of Steel was turning me on so fuckin’ much I had to contain myself from plowing her like a dog and giving away our little scam.
Ben ate the livin’ fuck out of Annie’s cunt, chowing away like it was his last fuckin’ supper. She was leaking like a faulty faucet, smearing pussy juice all over his face and bouncing around on that bed like there was an earthquake. I wanted to shout out, “slow down, girl, there’s lots more to come,” but Ben had abandoned his cunt snacking (I kinda guessed he really wanted something of more….how can I say this?….substance) and began working his way back up her body.
Lifting his gym toned body up so that he was squatting over her belly, Ben reached for a tube of tanning oil from the bedside table and squeezed an ample amount of the slippery goo over Annie’s big breasts.
Both hands smeared the clear liquid over the twin melons, long thin fingers teasing her protruding brown nubs. He back-handed the big valley between her breasts, smearing more of the tanning lubricant through the cleft. With both hands forcing those big floppy puppies toward one another, Ben inserted his hot poker into the cavern he’d created and proceeded to titty-fuck my gal! Now, from where Chloe and I were slowly screwing in the closet, we had a somewhat one-sided view of his tight ass cheeks clenching, muscular dimples deepening, as he
thrust into her titty pussy. Annie’s hands, meanwhile, kept busy fondling her soaking coochie. But, if I watched their reflection through the dresser mirror, I could see the bloated head of Ben’s slicked-up cock poke out from between her hooters and prod at her parted lips. I don’t mind tellin’ you that my own beefstick did an extra
little jump in Chloe’s vagina when Annie began lapping at the bobbing cockhead with her cute little tongue.
It suddenly hit me like a ton of bricks that Annie hadn’t been such a bitch in heat since the first year of our relationship. Sure, I loved her and knew she loved me, but the sexual thrill had somehow been misplaced. Perhaps now, through our new surrogate partners, the flame could be reignited.
Chloe lifted herself up and off my jutting prong and, turning to face me in the confining closet, gave me a wet, warm parting tongue kiss as she tenderly stroked my cock in her soft hands. Then, silently sliding the door open, Chloe slipped into the bedroom, carefully closing the door behind her just enough to keep me concealed. Like a stalking tigress she approached the writhing couple on the bed.
The gorgeous woman slithered in between Annie’s stretched thighs and flicked out her curled tongue, touching just the tip to Annie’s clit. Once more, Annie stiffened at an unexpected intrusion.
“BEN!” she gasped between mouthfuls of succulent cock. “THERE’S SOMEONE ELSE HERE!”
He casually glanced over his shoulder, winking at me peeking out of the closet. Turning back to Annie with a little smile he told her, “Why, it’s only Chloe.”
‘YOUR WIFE!?”
He laughed, attacking her tit trench more determinedly, pausing long at the top to keep her inquiring mouth stuffed. “Your best friend, Chloe, who has been impatiently waiting to eat out your sweet pussy.”
Chloe arranged her long, lithe body to lie back against one of Annie’s outstretched thighs, her own shapely legs spread wide while two long red-lacquered fingers toyed with her own snatch. Her face was thrust up into Annie’s twat, the free hand using V-spread fingers to hold back the thick pussy lips while she tasted the hidden little jewel. Chloe snacked freely from Annie’s tasty lunch box, salivating over the delicious dessert as she brought my girlfriend to one climax after another. The way she had deliberately arrranged their bodies afforded me a bird’s eye view. Every now and then, the sloe-eyed slut would lock eyes with me as her tongue slithered around my girlfriend’s wet puss. I fisted my pulsating pecker rapidly, a virtual over flow of pre-cum assuring that I wouldn’t rub myself raw.
Both those fuckin’ sweet-lookin’ pussies were winking right at me and I suddenly couldn’t wait any longer. That fucking half-a-queer (I say that in anger only ‘cos I was jealous of him at the time) was gonna get his rocks off in style while I was in the closet pounding my pud. No, that would not do! I came bounding out of the closet, climbed up on the bed, roughly pulled Chloe’s head from my girlfriend’s snatch and thrust my meatloaf into her pre-heated oven.
“WHAT THE….ARRGGHHHFFFFFF!” my surprised little love squawked before Ben stuffed her full of his horse meat. Breast-fucking Ben’s rippling hulk, only a breath in front of me, blocked Annie’s view. Failing to prolong the suspense, I reached around Benny’s hulking shoulders, taking him into a loose head lock. Pressing my strong chest up against his sweaty tapered back I leaned over one broad shoulder to look down at my baby girl.
“HONEY, I’M HOME!” I mocked, wide-eyed with lust.
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