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The Resort

10/17/2006

I couldn't believe I had let Jon talk me into this! Here
we were, pulling into the driveway to what I was sure was
the kinkiest resort in the world, simply called the Adult
Resort. Ever since I had started going out with Jon a year
and a half ago, he had convinced me to do baser and more depraved
things all the time. When I had met Jon, I was very inexperienced.
On our honeymoon night just three months ago, I had let him
fuck my ass for the first time. It was a little painful, but
incredibly exciting! Jon had never led me wrong yet, and
that's why I agreed to come to the Resort with him, even
though I had serious misgivings about the depths of depravity
it appeared the guests regularly sank to. I must admit,
although I was nervous, I was also quite excited by the promise
of things to come.
The thing that had me the most worried was the fact that Jon
had told me that most of the guests were bisexual. I had never
made love to another woman, and didn't think that I
would enjoy it. Jon had told me not to worry; not everyone
was bi, and I wouldn't be forced to do anything I didn't
want to, unless I wanted to be forced. That little detail
on the end of his remark just made me worry all the more!
When we were discussing the issue of the guests' sexual
orientations I had asked Jon, with what I'm sure must
have been a look of utter shock on my face, if he had ever had
sex with a man. He had matter-of-factly informed me that
he loved the taste of cum and sucked cock every chance he
got. Of course, I knew he enjoyed the taste of semen, because
he regularly licked my twat clean after fucking me. But
direct from the source was another matter entirely! I didn't
know whether to be repelled by the thought of my new husband
gobbling some guy's pecker, or to be aroused by it.
My brain was telling me one thing, but the hot, wet feeling
in my snatch was telling me something else. I took my cunt's
advice on the subject, and let myself become aroused by
the image.
We pulled up to the gate and Jon rolled down his window to
speak into the intercom. A tinny voice asked, "Do
you have a reservation?"
Jon answered "Yes, Jon and Lynda Smith."
"Please drive to the front entrance, " the
voice responded as the gate rolled open.
Jon drove through and we continued down the long, curving,
wooded driveway. After what must have been nearly a half-mile,
we came to a clearing with a large building in it. I noticed
nude people milling around the building and open areas
of lawn, and glimpsed some people who were apparently having
sex near a gazebo a short distance away. I was much too nervous
to concentrate on anything for long, and looked at the building
as we pulled up to the front.
As Jon stopped the car, a young man, completely naked, hurried
down the steps. I stared at his penis, which flopped about
making him look rather ridiculous. Even in his undignified
state, I couldn't help but admire his beautiful, young
body. I guessed he was nineteen or twenty years old, with
an all over tan and well-defined musculature which wasn't
too bulky. His cock was an impressive six inches in its flaccid
state; I couldn't help but wonder how big it would be
when fully erect.
As we got out of the car, the young man introduced himself
as John, and said he'd take the car for us and bring our
luggage to our room.
Jon led the way up the steps and into the lobby. An older gentleman,
late forties, I would guess, came up to us and introduced
himself as
George Burns.
"No, I'm not a hundred years old and I don't
smoke cigars, " he said with a laugh.
I hardly noticed the little joke, nor the fact that George
was completely naked, because I was staring at a couple
at the front desk. The woman, a beautiful blond girl with
large firm breasts, was lying on the front desk on her back.
She was getting her pussy fucked by a tall man with a nice
set of tight buns. Three other people were standing around
the couple, murmuring words of encouragement as they masturbated.
George led us into a large cloakroom and told us to take off
our clothes.
"As you are aware from our brochure, absolutely no
clothing is allowed at any time at the Adult Resort, "
he informed us. "That is our one and only rule. Other
than that, let yourself go and enjoy any and all the fantasies
you have ever had."
Jon wasted no time. He pulled off his shirt, kicked off his
shoes, and had his pants and underwear off in less than a
minute. He was already sporting quite a boner. I was quite
a bit more shy and only had my blouse and shoes off by the time
Jon had finished.
"Here, let me help you, " Jon said. He reached
behind me and undid the clasp to my bra, exposing my 34-C
breasts and their large, deep pink nipples. I shucked off
my skirt and Jon helpfully pulled down my panties, exposing
my hairless cunt.
I was wondering what would happen next, when in walked the
girl who
had been getting her quim poked at the front desk.
"Ah, Annette!" exclaimed George. "Just
in time to welcome our new guests! Annette, this is Jon and
Lynda. We don't stand on ceremony here, no last names.
Now, it's our policy to give all guests a welcome orgasm.
Lynda, do you have a preference as to male or female?"
"Um, male, please, " I answered.
"Very well. I assume you don't object to receiving
your welcome from
Annette, Jon?"
"No, not at all, " Jon responded with a huge
grin.
George and Annette knelt down, George in front of me and
Annette in front of Jon. George gently forced my legs apart
and began licking the outside of my already moistening
twat. I looked over and saw Annette lifting Jon's turgid
tool and begin to lick the underside of the steely rod. I
knew that Jon was very sensitive there and loved being licked
in that way.
I felt Jon parting my outer cunt lips and probing at my opening
with his tongue. My hot pussy responded by letting more
of my fragrant love juice flow. I could tell George enjoyed
the flavour of my honey pot, because he noisily slurped
up my cunt cream. He then pulled his tongue away and inserted
a finger into my sopping wet vagina. He slowly drilled it
in as he leaned forward and began flicking his tongue over
my clit, which had emerged from its hood from all the stimulation.
The feeling of George's expert tongue on my love button
sent electric thrill's coursing through my body.
I threw my head back and moaned in pleasure.
Suddenly, I felt a hand on my ass. I opened my eyes and saw
that Jon had reached behind my to rub my buttocks. I also
saw Annette with all
seven inches of Jon's fuckstick buried in her pretty
little mouth. Her blond tresses flew about wildly as she
vigorously slid her lips up and down his velvety shaft.
I had wondered how I would react upon seeing my husband having
sex with another woman for the first time; I had been afraid
that I would not be able to control my jealousy. I was pleasantly
surprised that the only emotion I felt was increased lust.
The love I saw in Jon's eyes as he gazed warmly at me and
continued to caress my ass helped instil a sense of security
in me.
As George continued to nibble and tease my electrified
joy buzzer and fuck my steamy quim with his expert hand,
I felt Jon's hand begin to zero in on my puckered rosebud.
He massaged the outside of my asshole
with the tips of his fingers. He then withdrew his hand,
and staring deeply into my eyes the entire time, licked
two of his fingers to coat them liberally with his saliva.
He then reached back behind me and rubbed the spit over my
anus. Slowly, he worked a finger in my other love hole. I
now had two fingers in my twat (George was continuing to
work his magic) and one in my butt. The feeling was indescribable!
Jon began sliding his finger in and out of my asshole as I
felt my climax building in the centre of my being.
As I screamed "Of fuck! I'm gonna cum!! Yes!"
I saw Jon begin to help Annette out by bucking his hips back
and forth. He continued to stroke his finger in and out of
my rectum as his free hand grabbed Annette behind the head
so he could better fuck his rod into her eager mouth. Suddenly,
stars exploded in my field of vision as my entire body shuddered
with the delight of a mind numbing orgasm. My sphincter
and vaginal muscles involuntarily clamped down on the
fingers which were still buried deep in those caverns.
I could feel my cunt cream gushing out of my twat in waves.
George sucked it up as best he could.
When I was in the middle of my orgasm I heard Jon exclaim "Take
it Annette, eat my cum! Ooohh yess!!" I gained control
of myself enough to focus on his spasmodically jerking
hips. I knew from experience that each forward jerk corresponded
to a shot of his tasty jism. Annette couldn't handle
his copious flow, and I saw a small stream of Jon's white
gold flowing out of the corner of her mouth.
As my body began to relax after the waves of ecstasy stopped
rolling
through, both George and Annette got up off their knees.
As George wrapped his arms around me, he said "I hope
both of you enjoy your stay." He then kissed me on the
lips. I could taste my juice on his tongue as it found its
way past my lips. I hungrily sucked on it, savouring the
flavour of my own cream. I saw out of the corner of my eye that
Annette and Jon were engaged in an equally soulful kiss.
George and Annette broke away from Jon and I and traded partners.
I awkwardly put my arms around Annette's waist. She
pulled me to her, but must have sensed my reluctance because
she only kissed me chastely on the cheek. I saw a gob of Jon's
jism on her chin. Tentatively, I stuck out my tongue and
tasted it. The flavour was irresistible and I licked Annette's
chin until all the precious fluid was gone.
I then disentangled myself from the woman's embrace,
which was still making me uncomfortable and took in the
sight of my uninhibited husband as he held George in his
arms and kissed him with obvious passion. Their mouths
were wide open and I could see their tongues wrapping around
each other. Finally they broke apart and we said our goodbyes.
I looked at Jon nervously and waited for him to take the lead.
"Let's go to the bar and have a drink, "
he suggested.
We walked through the main lobby and noticed Annette back
at her post
on the front desk getting fucked by another guest. I would
later learn that she, along with Vickie, Shelley and George,
owned and operated the Adult Resort. She certainly seemed
to enjoy her job! Another couple was on the floor, one on
their back with legs straight up and the other on their knees
in front of their partner pounding his cock into the other's
orifice. It took me a moment to realize that the person on
the bottom was every bit as masculine as the person on top.
It was two guys buttfucking! I had never seen that before
(not even in a pornographic movie) and had to stop for a second
to investigate. I timidly approached the couple and stood
over them.
Jon joined me and said, "Don't be so shy."
With a hand on my shoulder, he knelt down beside the two men,
bringing me down with him. He said to the men "Hi, I'm
Jon, and this is my wife Lynda." At the same time he
leaned forward and kissed the man in the top position, while
reaching out with one hand to fondle the bottom's hard
cock.
The guy getting his ass filled said, "Uhn, hi, I'm
Pierre, and, uhn, this is John, uhn."


John broke away from Jon's kiss and reached out for
me. "Hello, Lynda, " he said.
"Hi, " I answered as John embraced me. That
was the moment when I knew I would thoroughly enjoy my stay
at the Resort, no matter what happened. Even though I was
still nervous, the feel of John's tongue exploring
my mouth and the feel of Pierre's steely shaft in my
hand as the two men fucked with wild abandon made my juices
start to flow again.
As I felt my inhibitions literally flowing away from my
mind, I felt John's grip on me tighten. His body shook,
and I knew he was cumming in Pierre's ass. I knew from
experience with Jon how Pierre was feeling right now, and
envied him for the sensation of that man juice
which I knew was getting shot into his bowels.
I felt something unusual with the hand that was stroking
Pierre's pecker. I looked down and saw Jon eagerly
licking the swollen glans at the top of Pierre's seven
and a half inches of rock hard man meat. As I watched, he popped
the head into his mouth and sucked. I moved my hand down to
Pierre's balls and massaged them as Jon took more of
Pierre's dong between his lips.
Just as John's orgasm began to subside, Pierre let
out a grunt and exclaimed "I'm gonna shoot! Ooohh
yeah, I'm cumming!"
Jon sucked furiously on Pierre's knob as shot after
shot of hot jizz flew into his mouth. I saw his Adam's
apple bobbing as he desperately tried to keep up with the
flow. In a few seconds, he removed his mouth from Pierre's
organ and got back up to his knees. He looked at me with a wide
smile. I could see white fluid on his lips and all over his
tongue. I came to him and our mouths met in a passionate kiss.
I tasted Pierre's semen on my husband's tongue
and lips and relished it.
As we broke apart, Jon looked at our new friends and said,
"We were just going into the bar for a drink. Care to
join us?"
John answered, "We were going in anyway. We're
supposed to meet our
girlfriends there."
So all four of us entered the bar. The place was nearly empty.
I saw a guy and a girl necking in a corner booth, and two girls
sitting at the bar who I assumed were John and Pierre's
girlfriends. Other than that, the only person there was
the bartender who was leaning over the bar, licking one
of the girl's nipples.
We walked up to the bar and I saw that the two girls were strikingly

beautiful. The one getting her tits sucked had long blond
hair flowing down her back, and a nice, round ass. Her pink
nipples were protruding about three quarters of an inch
from her flawless breasts as the bartender ministered
to them The other girl had short black hair with full, red
lips.
As she took a drink from her beer, her large breasts jiggled
nicely.
As Pierre indicated the dark-haired girl, he said, "This
is Gina, John's girlfriend. And the slut attached
to the bartender is Brenda, my girlfriend." He was
smiling as he said this, so I knew he was only teasing.
Gina rotated awkwardly on her barstool. I looked down at
her the juncture of her legs, which were spread wide and
saw why she had difficulty moving. A vibrator was attached
to the stool and was inserted into her cunt! I could hear
the implement gently buzzing as Gina said, "Hello, "
and reached out to fondle my cunt.
I said hi and nervously stepped back. I still wasn't
comfortable with the thought of being so intimate with
a woman. I had to admit, everybody seemed mindful of my boundaries.
Brenda, seeing my obvious discomfort, just leaned forward
and kissed me dryly on the cheek.
Jon, of course, had no such inhibitions. He leaned over
and slurped up some of the juice flowing from Gina's
twat around the electric dildo that was stuck deep inside.
He then got up and took over where the bartender had left
off on Brenda's luscious globes, which I could now
see were about the same size as my own.
John ordered beers for everybody as Pierre found me a stool
with an attached vibrator. Indicating the phallus he asked
"Would you like a
seat?"
"Certainly, " I answered. I needed Pierre's
help to mount the stool. It was tall and I had to stand on the
foot rungs to position my cunt opening over the vibrator.
He held most of my weight with his hands on my ass as I gently
lowered myself, impaling my hot, juicy quim on the artificial
penis. As I was positioning myself, I noticed little bowls
of lubricant positioned every few feet on the bar. How handy.
As I forced my twat lower on the vibrator, Pierre looked
at me and asked "Would you like to lick John's
cum from my ass?" At the same time, he reached under
the stool and flicked a switch, bringing the tool in my twat
to life.
I sighed with pleasure. "I can't think of anything
that would please me more, " I answered. Pierre clambered
up onto the bar, which was wider than most. I guess it had
been purposely designed for the activities at the Resort.
He knelt in front of me with his ass at mouth level. He spread
his cheeks apart and I took a moment to admire his completely
hairless ass and sack. I could see John's cream oozing
from Pierre's delicious looking asshole, and sticky
strings of it running from cheek to cheek across his now
wide spread ass crack.
I took a long drink of the beer the bartender had placed on
the bar for me, and then leaned forward and licked Pierre's
smooth bag. My nose was directly in front of his puckered
butthole. I could smell John's semen along with Pierre's
musky scent. I slid my tongue up his ass crack, over his asshole,
and continued past, getting most of the cum that had leaked
out in that first pass. I then moved my tongue back down and
licked up the remaining cum around Pierre's anus.
I felt a hand on my own butt. I looked over my shoulder and
saw Jon applying lubricant to my own ass. With a lewd grin,
he lined up his seven inches of tumescent prick at my poop
chute and drove it home in one swift motion. I winced in pain,
but enjoyed the feeling of being so full. I turned back to
Pierre's beautiful ass as Jon began pounding his lovepole
into my dark tunnel. With every forward thrust of Jon's
hips, I was pushed forward causing the vibrator buried
on my snatch to rub against me in new and exciting ways. At
the same time, my tongue probed past Pierre's sphincter
to search out as much of John's ambrosial seed as I could.
Finally, I had sucked up all of John's cum from Pierre's
ass that I could. I took a moment to take another pull at my
beer, and enjoyed the sensation of one real cock pounding
my rectum as the fake pecker vibrated in my love box. I then
poured a little trickle of beer at the top of Pierre's
ass crack. The cold liquid caused Pierre to clench his buttocks
involuntarily, but he quickly relaxed them. I licked up
the beer from his ass. I then took bottle and rubbed some
of the lubricant which was so graciously provided by our
hosts over the top of the long necked bottle. I placed the
mouth of the bottle over Pierre's asshole and applied
a small amount of pressure. Pierre moaned and pushed his
ass backwards, trying to get the bottle into his ass. I held
it firmly in place as he thrust backwards, and the top suddenly
stretched the ring of muscle at his opening and popped into
his ass. I slowly worked the bottle deeper, then withdrew
it so only about an inch and a half was in his butt. I then shook
the bottle vigorously and saw the beer in the bottle foaming.
It soon filled the bottle and began pouring into Pierre's
bowels. I could see him clenching his ass muscles as the
bubbly liquid tickled him.
I pulled the bottle from Pierre's ass and watched,
fascinated, as the golden beer trickled out of his hole
and down his sack. I began licking and thought to myself
'If only Budweiser could bottle this brew.'
The stimulation to my ass and cunt were finally getting
to me. I could feel a vise in my pussy tighten on the rubber
cock buried there as the first wave of my building climax
overtook me. I shuddered as all the muscles in my body tensed
with the joy of my orgasm. As my sphincter bore down on Jon's
power wand buried in my rectum, I heard him let out an unintelligible
roar and felt the first splash of his man juice in my ass.
With every crest of my own orgasm, my ass muscles would milk
another shot of his lovely liquid from his pecker.
I came down from my sexual high just in time to hear John scream
"Yes!" I looked over to see him kneeling on the
bar, his erect cock spurting out wads of hot cum onto Brenda's
and Gina's faces. They seemed to be competing to see
who could catch the most in their mouths. Unfortunately,
neither one was very successful, and most of the jism landed
on their faces. I watched the two girls lick the seed from
each other's faces as Pierre and John both climbed
down off the bar.
I ordered another beer and asked Jon to help me get off the
stool. He
grabbed me by the ass and lifted me off the still vibrating
mechanism on the stool. A puddle of juice was pooled at the
bottom of the tool. We both took a moment to lean over and
lick some of my cunt cream from the vibrating cock and the
seat of the stool. I then turned off the vibrator and got
another, more conventional stool.
The six of us sat at the bar and exchanged chitchat, talking
about where we were from, what we did for a living, and other
small talk as we rested up from our frantic sex and enjoyed
another beer. I was surprised to learn that in our little
group there was one lawyer, one doctor, two engineers,
one nurse, and one stockbroker. Jon reminded me what we
were paying for this vacation, and it became obvious why
there was such a high percentage of professionals at the
Resort.
Our four new friends said they were going for a dip in the
pool and asked us to join them. I declined, saying I was still
tired and wanted to stay in the bar a while longer. We promised
to get together again before our vacations were over, and
parted with some friendly groping. This time, I didn't
flinch when the girls both gave me a dry kiss on the lips.
We quietly drank our third beer, not talking much. I could
feel a little buzz; I'm not used to drinking three beer
in about one hour. As I finished up the bottle, the other
feeling beer is famous for came over me, I had to piss.
I told Jon I had to go to the bathroom. He indicated he also
had the
urge and asked the bartender where the facilities were.
He indicated a door near the entrance to the main lobby.
I followed Jon across the bar and we opened the door. I had
been expecting to find a vestibule with one door marked
"Ladies" and another "Men", but
I should have known better. There was no need for modesty
at the Resort. Instead, there was one very large room with
two other doors; one marked "Lobby: and the other
marked "Pool". There were no stalls, the seats
were in open view. There were a row of showerheads against
one wall, and a row of sinks at the other. Several attendants,
some male, some female, but all young and very good looking,
stood at the sinks with towels at the ready. I saw a couple
fucking doggie style near the showers.
We walked to the row of seats and were about to take our places
when
we heard "Jon? Jon Smith?"
We looked down the row of toilets to see a man just shaking
the last few drops of piss from his massive organ. It must
have been seven inches long and it was completely soft!
Jon exclaimed "Steve!" He walked down the row
of toilets and took the man in a hug. He said "I had no
idea you were into swinging! Lynda, this is Steve Connors.
He's an architect in our office. Steve, this is my wife
Lynda."
"Pleased to meet you, Lynda, " Steve said as
he reached out to fondle my breasts.
I reached out and took his huge dong in my hand and said, "Likewise,
I'm sure."
"Let me and Kath take a whiz and then maybe we can see
if we can put that long pecker of yours to work, Jon said.
"Why waste good piss, " said Steve. "Let's
go to the shower area and you can give me a drink."
I was disgusted by the idea, but I could tell by the huge grin
on Jon's face that he was all for this new perversion.
I allowed myself to be led to the shower area by the two guys.
I noticed that the guy who had been fucking the girl there
was just pulling out of her cunt and another guy was there
to take his place. It certainly looked like she was having
fun!
When we got to the shower areas, Steve knelt down in front
of Jon and
yelled "Let fly the piss!"
Jon had gotten very hard on the short walk from the toilets
and found
it hard to relax the right muscles to let the liquid flow.
I could see him concentrate, and then a little dribble of
yellow pee fell from his cock slit.
Steve darted forward and licked at Jon’s pecker to catch
the fluid. This caused Jon to tense up the wrong muscles
again and shut off his
waterworks. Steve leaned back and waited again, stroking
his cock as he did so. It was nearly erect now, and a full ten
inches long. I later got to measure it at full attention
and found out it was eleven and a quarter inches long, the
biggest cock I have ever had the pleasure of seeing.
Suddenly, a stream of hot yellow urine arced from Jon's
cock and met
Steve's face. Steve opened his mouth and caught the
stream, gulping furiously. There was no way he could keep
up with it, and a large portion ran down his chin and onto
his beautifully sculpted chest, over his well defined
abs, and into the bush over that monster dong. As repelled
as I was, I couldn't tear my eyes away from the sight
of my husband pissing on this man who was built like a Greek
god and hung like a Minotaur.
Steve leaned forward and took Jon's still gushing
tool into his mouth, sucking and swallowing. Too soon,
the river ended and Steve was sucking a dry prick.
"That was great!" exclaimed Steve. "Now
it's your turn, " he said, looking at me.
I thought to myself, 'Well, it's not like I'm
going to drink it.' So I stepped up and parted my legs.
Steve reached out and parted my outer pussy lips just as
I let my pee flow. He immediately placed his face under the
stream. He then proceeded to lick my twat as the golden fluid
ran into his mouth, and over his face. It was an incredible
turn on to have such a good-looking man drinking my piss
straight from my bladder.
As my stream slowed to a trickle and then disappeared altogether,
Steve got up and took both Jon and me in a hug. We kissed, all
three tongues meeting where our mouths met. I tasted the
salty tang of the urine on Steve's face and mouth and
was surprised to find myself eagerly licking at Steve's
cheeks to get more.
Jon turned on one of the showerheads to rinse us off. Just
as we were finishing, I saw the guy screwing the girl next
to us withdraw his spent tool from her twat. With a quick
"Thank you, " he got up and left.
As Steve turned off the shower, one of the female attendants
was there with towels for all of us. I couldn't help
notice her huge tits. The girl was not much older than eighteen,
and had a huge set of knockers that jutted straight out.
The woman who had just been fucked was struggling to get
up and the attendant moved to help her. I also lent a helping
hand.
The woman said, "Thanks. I'm afraid I'm
a little weak in the knees. That guy was the fifteenth guy
to fuck me in the last three hours." She leaned against
the wall and added "My name is Amber."
"Hello. My name is Lynda, " I told her.
"Don't you think this pretty young thing has
got just the nicest tits you've ever seen?" Amber
said as she fondled one of the attendant’s beautiful globes.
"Yes, they are quite impressive, " I said.
"Go ahead, feel it. It's so firm. Look at that
nipple! It must stick out over an inch!"
Curiosity got the better of me. I rationalized that I wasn't
doing it for sexual gratification, but just to see what
such a large, young, piece of female flesh felt like. I tentatively
reached out and put my hand under the attendants breast,
hefting the weight. It was indeed firm and very heavy. I
ran my hand over the stiff nipple, and flicked it with my
thumb. I was enthralled with this new feeling of a woman
in my hand.
Amber said, "Well, as much as I'd like to ravish
this nubile young woman, I don't think I have the energy.
I'm just going to clean some of the cum out of my snatch
and then go to my room for a well deserved rest."
I glanced over at Jon. He was on his knees, licking Steve's
huge knob. He obviously wouldn't be ready to leave
anytime soon. I looked at Amber and nervously said, "Um,
I could help you. I, uh, like cum a lot. Why don't I, um,
lick your pussy?”
"I was fishing for just such an offer!"
She spread a towel on the tile floor and lay down on her back,
then lifted her knees to her chest and spread them wide.
I could see her shaven cunt, with white jism oozing out and
running down the crack of her ass. I knelt down between her
knees and noticed twin rivulets of fluid, one on each thigh.
I thought that would be a nice, non-threatening place to
start, to allow me to work my way to her quim. I tentatively
reached out with my tongue and touched her thigh, licking
up some of the liquid there. It was mostly male juice, but
I could also taste a hint of pussy cream. I had tasted this
combination many times before when I sucked Jon's
cock after he fucked me, so I knew what to expect. I'm
not sure if my perception was real or just a figment of my
imagination, but I thought I could taste a slight difference
in Amber's flavour from that of my own snatch.
The taste of the mixed juices made me hornier. I took a couple
of long licks on Amber's right thigh, and then repeated
the action on her left.
I heard Jon say, "Go for it, Lynda!"
I looked over at him. He was still on his knees in front of
Steve, but had moved closer to see his wife eat out another
woman for the first time. He was staring at me with a look
of intense excitement and anticipation . I looked at Steve's
eleven plus inch fuckstick in Jon's hand and a mere
inch or two from his mouth, and imagined jizz from that horse-sized
cock inside of Amber's cunt.
I could tell Jon wanted to see me suck this woman's twat.
It was Jon's desire which was the final factor that
caused me to dive down on Amber's muff with wild abandon.
I made sure I kept my head just a little bit to the side away
from Jon to afford him a better view. I licked Amber's
outer genitalia, sucking up the wetness. When I had most
of the cum cleaned up from the outside, I used my fingers
to spread her cunt lips apart. I could see more jism slowly
running out of her gash and flicked my tongue over the opening.
The flavour here had a lot more of a female component to it.
I was finding that this was turning me on a lot. I could feel
my own snatch excreting its juice as I lightly nibbled on
Amber's clit. Amber was also quite stimulated. I could
hear her moaning as her excitement built.
As I continued to work my tongue up and down her slit and occasionally
flicking across her sensitive love knob, I worked a finger
into her asshole.
It slid in with virtually no resistance because there was
still a large amount of cum all over her ass. As I got more
excited, I ate Amber's snatch more vigorously. I sucked
hard on her clit and was rewarded with a scream from Amber.
Her hips bucked forward, forcing her twat harder against
my mouth. She let out a series of yelps as she came, and her
pussy let out a torrent of honey, washing out more of the
fifteen men's jism. I sucked up all of it that I could.
It was like the sweetest honey, the finest wine. I was in
heaven!
As Amber's orgasm subsided, I turned my head just in
time to see Steve shoot his load on Jon's face. Jon took
a couple of shots in his
mouth, but most of it landed on his cheeks, chin, and nose.
Jon and I both got up off our knees and embraced. We licked
each other's faces. I enjoyed Steve's salty spunk
as Jon feasted on Amber's nectar.
I heard Amber say, "I have just got to go get some rest
now."
Steve asked "Mind if I join you?"
I looked at Amber and saw her gazing longingly at Steve's
big dick and answered, "Sure."
I promised myself that we would look Steve up again before
we left so I could experience the wonder of that tool pummelling
my cunt.
Jon and I decided to explore the Resort grounds. We went
out the door
marked "Pool" and stepped out to a deck with
a half dozen or so people on lounge chairs catching some
rays. There were also a few people swimming in the pool.
I admired the beautiful nude flesh for a few seconds. We
continued past the pool and saw a jumble of bodies on a blanket.
Getting closer, we saw one man on his back, with a girl straddling
him and impaling her cunt on his cock, with another man fucking
her ass. The last person in the group was another man, and
he
was sliding his pecker in and out of the woman's mouth.
She had three
cocks, one in every hole! This was something I definitely
had to experience before I left. Jon walked up to the foursome
and kissed the man who was taking the woman anally. I knelt
down and ran my tongue down the crack of the woman's
ass, only stopping when I touched the shaft of the cock sliding
in and out of the distended anus. I got a good taste of the
acrid flavour.
I tapped Jon on the shoulder and indicated that it was time
to continue our walk. We cleared a small rise, and saw another
couple on a blanket. They looked to be older, maybe mid-forties,
but it was hard to tell for sure, because the man was on his
back with the soles of his feet facing us, and the woman was
straddling his face with her back to us. She had a nice hourglass
shape, with short brown hair, and he had an eight-inch pecker
standing at full mast. That pole sticking in the air seemed
to be begging, "Eat me!" I looked at Jon and raised
my eyebrows; that was all the invitation that Jon required.
We trotted to the couple and knelt down on either side of
the man's erect dong. I took the stiff member in my hand
and stroked the shaft and Jon leaned over and took the head
in his mouth. I heard our victim give a moan, muffled by his
partner's snatch, which she continued to grind into
his face. I bent over and licked the man's balls as Jon
worked on swallowing as much of the stiff meat as he could.

I realized that even though I had already had sex with three
different people already today, I had yet to be fucked in
my cunt by a real cock (I didn't figure the vibrator
counted). The thought of that oversight made me ache for
a cock to fill me up. I pulled Jon away and straddled the stranger's
groin. Jon helped by aiming the man's cock at my cunthole
as I lowered myself onto the turgid fuckpole. When I had
his dong buried to the hilt, I slowly lifted up again. Then
down. Then up. I slowly increased my pace, enjoying the
feel of this stranger's shaft filling my vagina. Jon
leaned over and began licking the juncture of mine and the
man's bodies. I could feel his tongue on my clit, then
flick down lower, and I knew he was licking my twat juice
from the man's cock shaft.
Jon began working his way up the man's torso with his
tongue, licking across the man's stomach, stopping
for a few seconds to explore his navel, then up to his chest
where he lingered on the nipples, biting,
sucking, then up to his neck. When he got there, the woman's
ass was in his way. Not being one to let a situation get the
better of him, he began licking the woman's asshole.
When he had her butthole good and wet, he took a moment to
slick some spit over his own stiff cock with his hand, then
straddled the man's chest. I saw him push the woman's
head forward a bit to get a better angle, then his hips started
to work forward. I knew he had penetrated when the woman
let out a grunt.
As Jon began to slowly slide his cock in and out of the woman's
rectum, I ran my hands over my body. I would pinch my nipples,
rub my
clit, and just generally enjoy the feel of my hands on my
bare flesh as I continued to fuck myself on this older man's
glorious penis.
After about ten minutes of low moans and mutterings of pleasure,
Jon announced, "Ok, here I cum! Get ready for a load
of my sweet juice in
your ass!"
The woman turned her head to look over her shoulder and I
heard a strangely familiar voice say "Jon?"
The woman looked around Jon as I leaned to one side to see
if I recognized the owner of the voice. When I saw the face,
I let out a shocked cry "MOM!"
"Lynda!"
Just then, I felt the cockhead in my cunt flare as the inside
of my twat was painted by the man's shooting stream
of jizz. Suddenly, it all came together for me, and as my
own orgasm exploded like fireworks from my clit to the extremities
of my body, I realized that I was fucking my father as my husband
gave it to my mother up her ass. And give it to her he did.
I could tell by the spastic motion of his hips that he was
filling her bowels with his own love offering.
We pulled apart and looked at each other awkwardly. Jon
broke the silence by saying, "Fuck it. Wanna sixty
nine?" he asked, looking at Dad.
I was shocked to see Dad grin and say, "You bet!"
Jon straddled Dad's face and slipped his soft cock
in Dad's mouth as
he took Dad's limp organ into his own mouth. I saw his
cheeks working
as he sucked furiously, trying to revive Dad's libido.
"We may as well join them. After all, that's why
we came to the Adult
Resort, " said Mom.
I couldn't argue with that logic. Mom lay down beside
Dad and I climbed on top of her. As I reached out with my tongue
to taste my mother's pussy, I felt her mouth on mine.
As we all worked towards a
second family orgasm, I wondered what the rest of our week's
vacation
would bring. If the first half-day was anything to judge
by, it certainly was going to be a memorable stay at the Resort!

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this has to be one of the best storys I have read, and I have
read quite a few on here.


So where is this hotel anyway????

10/17/2006

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I agree. That is the very best story I've read. More
please!!!

10/17/2006

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Where is this place located??

10/17/2006

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awesome story......very well written and hoping you write
more of them......Kitty



10/17/2006

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my dick sure got hard reading that one . Like the other guy
said. Where is this resort?

10/17/2006

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Outstanding story! Have done most of the things and learned
a couple of new tricks. Thanks and keep them cumming!

10/17/2006

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Fucking awesome, or is that awesome fucking? Great story!!!

10/17/2006

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Great story! I hope you keep posting more of these kind of
erotic tales! Thanks!!

10/17/2006

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To all readers & reviewers,


Many thanks for your kind comments. The resort is located
wherever I can build it - care to invest?


If you liked it, why not try writing something similar for
all our friends on here too?


Very Best wishes,


Jon

10/18/2006

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fucking awesome wished i was there rite now .......

10/18/2006

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We are sure we would both fit straight in.That is into some
bodys warm hole


Bi

10/28/2009

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best story i have read here . no holes baed no mouths bared
in fact nothing bared , just good dirty sex and lots of it
.....mmmmmmm


more please, lots more

5/11/2010