Date: Mon, 12 Aug 2002 20:54:11 -0700
From: eaeiii@att.net
Subject: Vacation 9

Here it was the Friday morning after Thanksgiving.  My innocence got left
at yesterday's doorstep.  I'd been sucked, fucked, had sucked, had fucked
and even had my cum lapped up by a dog.

Twenty-four hours ago I was just an eighteen-year-old college freshman who
thought he was doing well getting laid once every month or so.  This
morning I was a college freshman who had been awakened to the joys of
uninhibited sex for the sake of having multiple orgasms with multiple
people.

Talk about mind-bending!  I felt really good.

As I awakened I gave my seven-inch boner its regular early morning squeeze,
crawled out of bed and stepped into the shower of the guest room at my
roommate's house.  I was a little surprised to find dried cum on various
parts of my body, but scrubbed myself clean.

After dressing, I wandered out to the kitchen, welcomed by the smell of
bacon and eggs.  Nancy, John's mother with the seemingly insatiable pussy,
was cooking breakfast.

We greeted each other as I sat down at the table where the weekend's events
had been planned yesterday morning.  Nancy served me breakfast, and John
joined us in just a few minutes.

Today was to be the day at the beach with a party tonight with some of
John's friends.  Tomorrow would be the visit to Mexico.

I asked, "Is Bob coming to the beach with us?"  I still had the vision of
Bob's eleven-inch tool, his long sandy hair and his beautifully
proportioned body in my mind from yesterday's orgy.  I sure lusted after
the opportunity to get that tool into all of my body parts.

"Yep", came the answer from the sliding glass door as Bob walked in with
Robert, the neighbor.  Bob had apparently spent the night at Robert's.
They both had a look on their faces that screamed "Satisfaction".

Nancy served them breakfast, and then sat down to eat with us.  When
finished, John got up and said, "I'm going to get my Speedo and towel.  Do
either of you need anything for the beach?"

I already had one of John's Speedos from yesterday, and Bob had one in his
car.  All we needed were a couple of towels.

John, Bob and I piled into John's car and took off for the beach.  The
drive was about thirty minutes.  We stopped and picked up some sodas and
snacks.

When we got back in the car, Bob asked, "John, are you okay with everything
that happened last night?"

John hesitated and replied "Well, I loved what was happening, but was
bothered after I went to bed.  Tim helped talk me through that later last
night.  Um...."

"What?" Bob demanded.

"Well, sucking on your cock really seemed to bother me even more than
fucking my mother.  We have always been best friends, and I'm not sure what
that did to our friendship."

"Did you like sucking on my cock?" Bob asked.

"Yes.  And I loved watching Tim here suck it some more after you filled my
mouth with your cum.  I just don't want that to change the friendship we
have had for so many years."

"No way", replied Bob.  "It has made our friendship even better.  No
secrets and share in the fun."

John parked near the beach, and we changed from our cutoffs into our
Speedos in the car.  Then we began our stroll down the beach swaggering
like all eighteen-year-old males looking for female attention of any kind.

You had to admit that the three of us had good-looking bodies, and we were
sending a message from our Speedos that we would like to have those bodies
attended to appropriately.  I could tell that the three of us were
attracting female attention, with most of it focused on six foot eight inch
Bob with his eleven-inch tool barely concealed under his tight-fitting
Speedos.

We found a patch of open sand, spread our towels to stake our claim to the
real estate, and wandered down to the water.  We tossed around a tennis
ball that John had brought, splashing around like a bunch of kids.

As we played, a really good-looking girl was moving up behind Bob.  I
overthrew him.

Bob jumped up and back to catch a ball I had thrown and landed on a buxom
blonde who had been standing in the chest-deep water behind him.  They both
went under.

They must have gotten a little tangled under water, because when they
emerged together John had his arms wrapped around her from behind and his
right hand had slipped into her bra.

Boy, am I a dummy!  That was planned - by both of them.

She leaned back against Bob and moved her right hand back around his neck,
moving her head up to plant a very wet kiss in his lips.  I could tell by
Bob's face and the position of her left hand that it must be wrapped around
his cock.

Bob's left hand must have moved her bikini bottom aside and she must have
inserted his tool into her cunt.  That's the only thing that could have
accounted for the lusty look they each wore.

She leaned forward slightly to engulf his eleven inches with her pussy and
then crooked her finger at John and me.  The casual observer probably
missed the wavelets being created by their fucking, but I didn't and
neither did John.

We waded up to them in the chest-deep water, and she reached out to me,
grabbed my neck and began a deep sensuous kiss.  At the same time she
thrust her other hand into John's Speedo and began to stroke his erect
organ.

Bob now had both of his hands on her boobs inside her bra, just at water
level.  He was humping like a dog and she apparently loved every inch of
him.

She let go of my neck and reached down into my Speedo to grab my cock.

Holy shit.

Here we were on a public beach in chest-high water.  Bob was fucking the
hell out of the beautiful babe and she had one hand on my cock and another
on John's.  I put my left hand on John's butt, inside his Speedo, and began
to work a finger into his asshole.  Much to my surprise, he put his hand on
my butt, inside my Speedo, and began to do the same to me.

Our free hands met at her pussy where it was connected to Bob's thrusting
organ.  We massaged her clit and his balls as his eleven inch monster
thrust into her.

Then John and I began to take turns kissing her.  She responded lustily,
and the pressures of the hands increased as well as did their tempo.

Then - cum all over the ocean.  Little beads of cum floated up from below
the water level and bobbed around among us.  We were all humping like mad
as the juices escaped our throbbing cocks.

The buxom blonde threw her head back against Bob's chest with glazed eyes
while continuing to stroke our spent cocks.

When the heat had subsided she introduced herself as Julie from Wisconsin.
She was visiting south Texas for the Thanksgiving holiday with her college
roommate, Jane.

We introduced ourselves, including the fact that I was a Thanksgiving
visitor from up north.

Julie (do you believe this?) shook each of our hands, and suggested we
accompany her to be introduced to Jane.

Frankly, I would have followed Julie anywhere.



These stories are my first try at erotic writing, and I really would
appreciate feedback.  Your comments are welcome at EAEIII@ATT.net