I love doing with these people – 3

“Ok, now you can both move,” Sara just managed to breathe as Steven began to slowly thrust in and out of Sara’s cunt, me now doing the same through the back door, fucking her lovely tight ass.

“Do you mind if we wait a few before doing the rest of what you asked?” I heard Stella say. She was obviously enthralled by the activity taking place before her, and wanted to watch, as no doubt did Julie .

“I was just about to suggest that myself,” he told them both. “Especially with you jacking me off while we do,” he grinned wickedly. “Nothing like a nice hand or blow job while you’re watching the movie,” he joked. “And this…is far better than that!”

Once again I had to agree with him. I knew now, as I later learned Stella had, that this was something we would soon experience together. At the moment however, I was enjoying the sensation, oddly enough, of feeling Steven’s magnificent prick driving in and out of Sara’s cunt, my own cock rubbing against his basically as we slid in and out of her together.

“Fucking A!” Steven exclaimed almost madly. “This is…fucking…good!”

“Yes…it is,” Sara squealed in delight, picking up the pace now herself, as she began thrusting herself up and down even harder than either one of us had been doing to her. I had to adjust my timing and rhythm in order to compensate, but soon I had, as the three of us now thrashed wildly together well on the way to a mind-blowing orgasm.

By the sounds of it, it was evident that Sara was damn fucking close, her breathing escalated for one thing, but now every other word she uttered was an obscene one.

“Oh yeah…she’s getting close now,” Mike said, providing the commentary. “As soon as she starts talking dirty, you know she’s almost ready to come. A few more minutes now, and then she will, and no doubt when she does, you’ll all be in for a pretty wild surprise!”

I was getting damn close myself, especially as I knelt there fucking her ass, listening to her.

“Oh fuck yeah…yeah, fuck my naughty cunt, my tight ass. That’s it…fuck it, fuck me, fuck my pussy, fuck my ass…fuck it, fuck me…fuck me!”

It wasn’t so much her scream that triggered my own release, though I’m sure that had a lot to do with it. But I felt this sudden wet explosion, which I sure as hell knew Steven had, that suddenly skyrocketed out of her cunt, spraying the two of us liberally with her own female nectar. I felt my prick suddenly balloon, and in the next instant I was hilting her as deeply as I could, reveling in the pure sweet eruption of my own magnificent discharge,

feeling spurt after spurt as I filled Sara’s ass full of cum. Steven too was doing the same, his grunt telling us both in an instant that he was likewise splashing his seed as deeply inside her as I was. Sara’s almost eternal orgasm continued, even the gush of her fluid continuing, the wetness of it now running onto the deck as everyone else looked on in wild unimaginable surprise.

“Ah fuck…squirt! Squirt! Squirt!” Mike cried out, unable to control it, my wife’s hand now pumping his prick rapidly, aiming it down at Sara as she turned facing him catching some of it in her mouth, those most of it on her face and breasts as Mike gave in to the too tempting pleasure himself.

“Damn…does this mean we don’t get a turn?” Julie  asked worriedly.

**

It had turned into one of the wildest nights Stella and I had ever known. Mike indeed got his wish a short time later, Steven, Sara and I all looked on as Julie  sat on his face, Stella riding his cock to a glorious little orgasm. It had been erotic as hell to watch them, as Stella later told me it had been exciting seeing me with my cock buried deeply inside Sara’s ass, Steven’s enormous cock embedded within her pussy as we fucked her together there on the deck. Stella then candidly told me, she wouldn’t mind trying a double fucking herself at some point…though preferably not with Steven for obvious reasons.

We had decided to enjoy another late night swim together as a way of refreshing ourselves and getting an invigorating boost from the water. No one had really said anything as we frolicked about in waist deep water standing around one another, but then Julie  surprised me by coming over to stand in front of me, her hand suddenly reaching down, easily locating my dick. Within seconds, she’d begun stroking it back to hardness once again. I wondered if the girls hadn’t actually discussed this previously perhaps, as Stella stood in front of Mike,

no doubt doing the same thing to him that Julie  was doing to me, Sara with Steven as we all stood in a semi circle grinning and watching one another. With the buoyancy of the water making it easier, Julie  drew me closer to her, placing the head of my prick against the opening of her cunt. Before I realized it, she’d wrapped her legs about my waist as I lifted her, impaling her simultaneously. All around us, everyone else was doing the same. The sight of three couples standing together fucking, the pleasured sighs of delight soon filling the night air, was a nice nightcap to end our erotic little evening with.

**

We got underway again bright and early, heading off towards the spot we’d originally wanted to reach the day before. Here, we planned on spending a couple of days anchored in this particular cove as there were some hiking trails nearby, along with some points of interest we all wanted to see.

It was a large cove, and a popular one, so we were pretty confident we wouldn’t have it all to ourselves when we arrived. And we didn’t, though it also wasn’t nearly as busy as we thought it would be when we pulled in. There was only one other houseboat similar to our own that had docked, and a couple of larger speed boats along with one cabin cruiser that had also pulled in.

We anchored a short distance away from everyone else, still trying to afford ourselves some privacy, though I was somewhat disappointed to see the girls all wearing their bikinis, tits covered up. We found a nice little spot on the beach, hauled out our gear including the barbeque and then went for a nice little hike together to explore some of the natural caves, petro-glyphs and take in the beautiful scenery where we’d anchored. Not too surprisingly, Mike had brought along his binoculars. We stood on one of the cliffs looking down into the cove where the boat was. Mike smiled, handing over the binoculars to me.