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Marie rolled onto her back and stretched sensually. Her back arched as her hands and arms reached out above her head, her hard nipples, perched at the tip of her firm breasts, reaching up towards the sun. She relaxed, resting back on the towel that was still cool despite the heat of the late afternoon sun, her hands still above her head, her breasts taut on her chest.

Slowly, she sat up and looked around, hugging her knees. Brenda, her good friend, was beside her, stretched out on her towel, the sun glistening on her back. They were on a small wooden deck, near the edge of the lake. From the lake, a lawn swept up to the house that Brenda, and her husband Tom, often used at weekends, somewhere to get away from the city.

“Swim?” Marie asked, reaching out to gently prod Brenda.

“Good idea,” Brenda murmured, half asleep in the afternoon heat, “The boys will be back soon.”

Marie watched as Brenda sat up, a tingle spreading down from her belly to her pussy as she watched Brenda’s full breasts sway forward as she knelt, then stood, up. She reached out a hand to Marie and pulled her to her feet. They stood close together, their tanned bodies in contrast to each other.

Marie was the more slender of the two of them, with long legs that flowed into the swell of the hips and firm ass. Her waist was narrow, her belly flat. Her breasts were full and pointy, her nipples dark and wide. Her long blonde hair was tied back in a pony tail, away from her pretty face.

Brenda was fuller, more voluptuous but still firm and well toned. Her breasts were large and firm, topped by wide, dark nipples that responded to the slightest provocation. Her waist pinched in above the swell of her hips, leading down to her firm, rounded ass, and her shapely legs. Her hair was dark and short, hanging around her shoulders and framing her face and her full, kissable lips.

In their early forties, both Marie and Brenda looked stunning, the time they spent in the gym – where they had met ten years before – really paying dividends for them, and their husbands, Tom and Simon. They had hit it off straight way, and had become firm friends from the moment they met. Over time, the four of them had become even closer, enjoying their time together more and more, especially as they became free of their children and could spend time alone together.

It was a year since they had taken a holiday together, just the four of them. And it was then that their relationship had moved on. Before that they had made love, in couples, in the same room, each of them casting furtive glances at the other. But on that holiday, things had gone further, much further, a relationship that had developed even further as time had gone on.

“Let’s skinny dip.”

It was Brenda calling out to Marie. She was stood by the lake, naked apart from bikini bottoms that were little more than a thong.

“Come on.”

Marie started to move, but then stopped to watch as Brenda bent over as she pulled her bikini bottoms down her over her thighs. Her back was to Marie, her ass and hips forming a perfect heart shape as she bent over, her pussy peaking out from between her soft thighs. With a groan, Marie felt the tingles again, in her tummy, spreading down towards her pussy. She pulled her bottoms off as well and plunged into the water, thankful that the lake was so isolated.

They swam for a while, enjoying the cool water, enjoying being naked together. After a while, they waded ashore, they water pouring off them as they moved back onto the grass, and then onto the decking. They reached for their towels, standing naked, aware of each others body. After lying back down, they let the sun dry there still naked bodies.

Once they were dry, Marie sat up and reached over for the sun tan oil. She carefully poured a little into the palm of her hand before putting the bottle down. Transferring some of the oil to her other hand, she cupped her breasts and began to smooth the oil into her hot skin.

Brenda rolled over and watched for a moment, feeling the wetness in her pussy as her eyes followed her friend’s hands moving over her body, from her breasts and nipples, then down over her smooth belly. Marie reached down to her thighs and legs, smoothing the oil as far as she could reach before sliding back up until her fingers were almost touching her mound, which was covered in short blonde hair that did little to hide the pinkness below.

“Yes,” Marie enquired, indicating the bottle of oil to Brenda.

“Please,” Brenda murmured huskily, rolling quickly back onto her front, all too aware of her friend’s nakedness, of her own wetness.

Up at the house, Tom and Simon had just got back from the nearby town where they’d been to pick up some fresh food – and some more beer and wine – for the barbeque they were planning for that evening. It was their last night at the lake, and they were all ready to celebrate having had a great few days away. Tom was about to call out when he spotted Marie with the bottle of sun oil. Seeing their nakedness, the discarded bikinis, he touched Simon’s arm and pointed down at the lake.

Standing on the balcony that ran along the back of the house, they watched as Marie poured some oil onto her hand, and then leant over Brenda, her oil on her body glistening sexily in the sun light.

Brenda sighed as Marie ran her hands over her back, soothing the oil into her hot skin. Her hands moved slowly, running right from her shoulders, down to the small of her back. Gradually they went further, straying down her sides to catch the fullness of her breasts, sweeping down onto the swell of her ass.

Marie turned slightly, and then ran her hands down the back of Brenda’s legs. As she stretched, her swaying breasts caught Brenda, her hard nipples sliding easily over her skin. Marie ran her hands back up Brenda’s legs, her fingers slipping along the inside of the thighs, reaching higher with each time she soothed the oil in.

They were both very aware of Marie’s touch as her hands slid up the back of Brenda’s legs, then around over her hips onto her back, then back down towards the curve of her ass. The circle that Marie was marking out got smaller as her hands moved onto Brenda’s cheeks, moving ever closer to the cleft between them.

Brenda moaned as she felt Marie’s breasts on her again, her legs easing open of their own accord as Marie’s fingers edged towards the tight gap between her firm cheeks. With a sigh, Brenda arched her back, her ass lifting towards Marie in invitation. Marie slid her finger slowly over Brenda’s puckered hole, both of them shuddering as she touched the tiny ridges of sensitive flesh. Marie leant further forward, her hand sliding lower until she was cupping her mound.

She could feel the heat, the wetness, of her friend’s pussy, the hard nub of her clit against her hand. Brenda rocked as Marie’s searching fingers reached inside her, one then two fingers sliding deep into her body. Brenda’s pussy squeezed the fingers inside her, and then relaxed as they began to move more quickly, more insistently.

The men stood on the balcony watching, transfixed by the sight of Marie leant over Brenda, her breasts almost touching her, her fingers moving quickly as she fucked her friend. They watched as Brenda’s hips rocked, as her back arched, as her ass lifted off the towel to make it easier for Marie to push her fingers in deeper, for her to move faster.

The spell was only broken when Brenda cried, as her pussy clamped around Marie’s still moving fingers, as her orgasm crashed through her. Simon and Tom ran towards them, discarding their shirts in a flurry of buttons, tugging at their shorts, trying to free their raging hard cocks.

Tom dropped to his knees behind Brenda, as she moved onto her hands and knees, reaching out to the rail at the side of the decking for support. Tom drove into her, replacing Marie’s fingers with his thick cock, stretching her as he reached deep inside her. Beside them, Simon had rolled Marie onto her back and was fucking her hard, his long, hard cock reaching deep inside her as she writhed under him.

Marie reached out to Brenda, feeling the weight of her breast in her hand as they were both fucked hard. Tom and Simon cried out, almost animal like in their lust, their need. They came together, yelling as they sent jet after jet of thick cum deep inside their wives wanton bodies. And even as they felt the throbbing cocks inside them, flooding their bodies with warm cum, Marie and Brenda were crying out as their orgasms ran through them, their cries of pleasure echoing out over the still waters of the lake.

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They left the lake the next morning, and it was almost a week before they saw each other again, though they spoke most days. Tom and Brenda hadn’t long got dressed, after enjoying a long lie in on a Saturday morning, when there was a loud and insistence knocking at the door.

“I’m coming, I’m coming,” Tom called out, a little irritated by the continual banging.

Even as he opened the door, Simon and Marie burst past him in their excitement. Marie was waving a piece of paper at Brenda as she rushed into the lounge.

“We’ve won, we’ve won,” she shouted breathlessly.

“Won what?” Brenda eventually asked, once Simon and Marie had calmed down a little.

“Sorry,” Simon told them a little sheepishly, before explaining about the holiday for four they had won in a competition – first class flights, a few days at a luxury island resort, then a week cruising around the Caribbean on their very own luxury yacht, complete with a crew of two.

Now it was Tom and Brenda’s turn to jump up and down excitedly, before collapsing back into the chairs they had leapt up from. Tom fetched a bottle of Champagne to celebrate, and they were soon chatting away, planning the holiday.

It was only a little later that Marie called out loudly to Simon.

“Who do you think we should take with us?” she asked teasingly, knowing fine well what the answer was.

“Oh I don’t know,” Simon told her, joining in with her teasing, “I suppose there’s your sister, although her husband is so strange. Or maybe Jack and Lynne up the road. I know they’re getting on a bit now, but they might enjoy it. Or what about….”

Marie was laughing with Tom, but they stopped as Brenda stood up and sashayed across to where Simon was sitting, a delicious smile on her face.

“Is there anything I could do to help you make up your mind?” she enquired innocently, undoing one more button on her blouse as she leant forward.

Her full breasts were barely contained by her bra as they pressed against the thin white material of her blouse, as Simon was offered a tantalising view of her deep, tanned cleavage. Before he could speak, Brenda had knelt over him on the settee, her knees each side of his legs, her breasts inches away from his face, her already short skirt now high up on her thighs.

“I’m sure I could think of something,” she pouted, teasing his shirt open and scratching lightly through the hairs on his chest.

Her hands reached lower, one inside his shirt rubbing at his chest and belly, the other tugging his buttons undone. Once his shirt was undone, she started on her blouse, buttons popping off in her haste. She leant forward and kissed him, her tongue sliding along his lips before plunging into his mouth. She pressed against him as their tongues danced over each other, her breasts warm against him, her nipples poking into his chest through the flimsy material of her bra.

“I would be very good if you took me with you,” she told him, with a deliciously wanton pout.

Simon could then only gasp as she shuffled backwards off his lap, and dropped to the floor between his knees. He moaned as she stroked the hard bulge filling his jeans, before popping the button undone and easing his zip down. She tugged the waist band of his underwear down, his cock springing up to meet her, long and hard, beads of pre cum already spreading over his cock head.

She looked up at him, her eyes locked on his as she licked slowly up and down his cock, before sucking him deep into her mouth. Across the room, Marie and Tom watched as Brenda’s head began to bob up and down. Tom’s cock was rigid in his shorts, Marie’s pussy throbbing and wet behind her panties.

Tom moved first, pulling Marie around on the sofa she was sat on so that she was almost lying down. He pushed her already short skirt up higher on her thighs, his eyes on hers as he felt the heat of her firm flesh on his hands.

“I’d really like to go as well,” he told her.

Moments later Marie let out a deep sigh as she felt Tom’s hands tugging her wet panties to one side, and then his tongue flicking over her lips and clit, before plunging inside her.

The room echoed to Marie and Simon’s moans and groans, to the wet sucking and licking of lips and mouths on cock and pussy. And then Marie was cumming, her fingers entwined in Tom’s hair, pulling him hard to her as her orgasm tore through her body. She cried out, almost sobbing, as her pleasure reached every part of her, as her juices flooded into Tom’s mouth. Moments later Simon came, his cum erupting in a torrent as Brenda clamped her lips around his throbbing shaft and sucked on him, not wanting to miss a drop of his cum.

Simon looked across at Marie as they caught their breath, grinning to each other, holding Tom and Brenda to them. And then they were moving around, swapping positions as Simon and Marie set out to give their friends as much pleasure as they had enjoyed. Later, Tom flopped back in his seat, his cock slipping from Marie’s mouth. She moved across to where Brenda lay back in her chair, still panting from her own orgasm, and kissed her, sharing the taste, the feel, of Tom’s cum.

“I guess you can come along with us then,” Marie told her as seriously as she could.

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Tom woke up first, the bright sunlight streaming through the windows that dominated one end of the bedroom. He rolled onto his side, and stared down at Brenda. He automatically reached out for her naked body, gently stroking her firm, flat stomach.

Her hair was a tangled mass, framing her face against the pillow. Her face seemed so peaceful, her eyes closed, her full, moist lips apart. Her large, firm, breasts rose and fell gently as she breathed, her nipples taut and welcoming.

As she was lying so still, her tummy was totally flat, her navel nestling in the bowl of her belly. He glanced lower, towards her prominent pubic mound. She stirred, drawing a knee up, and away from her body. He glimpsed her pussy between her legs, the triangle of short, dark hair doing little to hide her pale, moist lips. Her sensitive little clit was nowhere to be seen, still hidden behind from view. Tom slid closer to her, his now hard cock resting along her thigh.

He bent over her, blowing softly on her ripe, suckable nipple. She stirred slightly, but didn’t open her eyes or wake up. He licked gently across the same nipple, leaving a wet trail behind him, before swirling the tip of his tongue around the hard nub of flesh, licking her in small, wet circles. She stirred again, her head tossing from side to side. She pushed her body up to meet his mouth, her hand reaching out to hold his head to her breast.

Tom sucked on her nipple, drawing it into his mouth, tasting her, his tongue rubbing across the hard, rubbery flesh. His hand slid from her tummy towards her pussy. As he ran his fingertip along her slit, her juices sprung from her. His hand went past her pussy, and onto her thighs, caressing the soft flesh on the inside of each one before sliding back up to her wetness. He rubbed her clit softly, teasing it out of its hiding place.

Moving away from her nipple, he kissed her full lips, the tip of his tongue licking along them. She stirred, automatically kissing him back, her hips beginning to jerk upwards as his fingers played around her clit and pussy.

Sliding down the bed, he settled between her thighs, his tongue now working gently on her pussy before flicking up to her clit. She moaned, her eyes still shut, her hands reaching for his head, pulling him to her, pressing her hot wetness onto his hungry mouth. He plunged his tongue inside her, fucking her quickly, tasting the sweet juices pouring from her.

As her moans got louder, as she started to really wake up, he moved back up the bed, his hard cock hanging heavily below his body. He rested his cock head against her pussy, her hands moving instinctively to hold him. She stroked him urgently, pulling his foreskin tight back to fully expose his helmet before dragging him towards her demanding pussy, her hips thrusting upwards to meet him.

With a groan, he drove into her wetness, burying his cock deep inside her. She cried out, her pussy clenching his cock, drawing him deep inside her. Tom bent his head forward and sucked an erect nipple into his hungry mouth, his cock driving into her harder and harder as she thrust her hips up to meet him, as she urged him to suck on her, as their cries filled the room.

Brenda held his head to her breast, her fingers tangled in her hair. He drew her breast into his mouth, his tongue lashing across her nipple. She clawed at his back with her other hand, demanding that he fuck her harder, deeper.

His balls slapped noisily against her bum as he fucked her, her juices leaking from her as he slammed into her, his hips driving his cock deeper inside her with every thrust. She pushed up to meet him, their rhythm perfect for the hard fuck they both wanted, that they both needed.

Brenda shouted as she came, her climax exploding outwards from her pussy and across her body, her nipple seeming to swell in Tom’s mouth as it washed through her. Moments later Tom buried his cock inside her, holding himself deep in her pussy as his cum shot out of him to flood her body. Brenda cried out again as she felt his throbbing cock, felt his hot cum, so far inside her.

They clung to each other, Tom now moving slowly inside her, as their bodies came back down to earth. They kissed softly, lovingly. At last they separated, Brenda reaching down to hold Tom’s semi-erect cock, loving the feeling of their wet juices on him.

Simon smiled to himself as the sounds of Tom and Brenda’s love making filtered through the suite to other bedroom. He glanced down at Marie. She was naked, a sheet clinging to her body as she slept. Simon smiled to himself, thinking back to their own love making during the night, wondering if Tom and Brenda had heard them.

He slipped out of bed, being careful not to disturb Marie, and went out to the lounge that dominated the suite, pulling on a towelling robe as he walked.

The lounge was lit up by the bright, early morning sun that flooded through the glass panels running along the front of the room. Simon opened one of the wide sliding doors that opened out onto a patio, which in turn led straight to the beach. He stood for a moment, and then walked back across the lounge to the kitchen area off to one side. By the time he had put some coffee on to brew, Brenda and Tom had come out onto the lounge, dressed in the same type of robe as Simon.

“Morning, Sexy,” Brenda called out, walking towards Simon for a good morning kiss.

Their lips met briefly, Simon conscious of the warmth, the softness, of Brenda’s body even through her gown as he slipped an arm around her. They walked across to the doors, Tom and Brenda both gasping as they took in the view for the first time. It had been dark when they had arrived the night before, so this was the first time they had been able to enjoy the view.

The resort they were staying at was situated on an island. Each of the “rooms” was a detached bungalow, with a patio opening out onto a private part of the beach. The bungalow consisted of two bedrooms, each with a private bathroom, and a large, open lounge area, with a small kitchen. At the opposite end of the lounge to the patio, a door opened out onto a small garden, which in turn led to a path that took them to the central area of the resort where the swimming pool, restaurants, health club and the like were situated.

The three of them stood looking across the beach, Tom and Simon each side of Brenda, their arms around her. The beach was almost white, the sand fine and littered with tiny fragments of shell that flickered as the sun reflected on them. The beach was fringed with palm trees, with a row each side separating their part of the beach from the bungalows each side of them, with only the last ten yards or so leading to the sea being shared. The sea was turquoise and clear, and very welcoming.

None of them heard Marie come out of the bungalow behind them until she was walking past, dressed only in the skimpiest of bikinis.

“Morning,” she called, waving a hand over her shoulder, before looking back at them and calling out, “Last one in …”

But her last words were lost on the breeze as she ran down the beach before plunging into the warm sea. They others watched her. As she ran, they could only imagine her breasts, barely contained by her bikini. But they could all see the way in which her bikini bottoms clung to her firm ass, the way one side had ridden up to expose a creamy half moon of firm flesh. And they all felt their bodies reacting to what they could see, to what they could imagine.

They watched as Marie swam out to sea a little way, and then swam parallel to the beach for a while before making her way back to the beach. They all gasped as she emerged from the sea, water cascading down her body.

As she walked, Marie held her hands up to her long hair, sweeping it back. Her breasts were thrust forward, her nipples clearly erect and threatening to poke through the thin material of her bikini. The triangles that made up her top had ridden up, exposing the paler underside of her full breasts. Water ran off her body, between her breasts, over her stomach, down her legs, as her hips swung from side to side.

Simon groaned and stepped forward. He took his wife’s hand and led her quickly to the bungalow, his cock already threatening to escape. They ignored the trail of water Marie left behind as they went to their bedroom, as Simon kicked the door closed behind them.

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An hour or so later, they emerged to find the note that Tom and Brenda had left for them.

“Gone for a massage, see you later, hope you had fun!!!” was all it said, though “fun” was underlined several times.

Simon slipped an arm around Marie as she moved beside him to read the note.

“Sounds good to me,” she told him, “Want to come?”

Simon preferred the beach, and so they went there separate ways – Marie out of one door to head towards the Health Club and to hopefully catch up with Tom and Brenda, while Simon went out the other door straight onto the beach.

As it turned out, Tom and Brenda arrived at the Health Club just minutes before Marie, after spending some time wandering around the resort. Marie called out when she saw them, but they had already walked into the beautifully cool, air conditioned reception area. By the time Marie arrived, they had been shown through to the massage suite. Marie explained to the receptionist that Tom and Brenda were her friends, and was quickly shown through to join them.

The room was bright and cool, with four matching massage tables along one side. The first two of these already had towels laid out on them, while one of the masseurs was spreading a towel out on the third. As the masseur pointed towards the changing cubicles at the far end of the room, her colleagues returned with Tom and Brenda, both of whom had towels wrapped around them.

The three masseurs, all of whom were young and pretty, watched as Tom and Brenda welcomed Marie with hugs and kisses, before she went to get changed. She got undressed quickly, and was still wrapping her towel around her when she hurried back to join the others. Tom and Brenda were already settled on their massage tables, both lying on their backs with the towels loose over them. The masseurs were already working on their arms and shoulders.

The third masseur, who introduced herself with a wonderful smile as Suki, helped Marie onto the third table, holding her towel carefully as she stretched out. Marie glanced over at Tom, catching him looking her way before settling back down.

For the next half an hour the room was quiet apart from the soft sighs of pleasure from the three of them as they relaxed, and enjoyed the soothing hands running over them. After a while they had all turned over onto their fronts. Their towels were still draped over them, but covered little more than their cheeks. Even then, they were all aware of the hands on them, slipping lower as they swept down their backs, and higher as the masseurs worked on their legs.

By the time the massages were complete, they all felt both relaxed and excited. There masseurs left them, pointing towards the showers and changing rooms with more delightful smiles. Marie went to the bathroom, leaving Tom and Brenda alone. Brenda turned to Tom, holding her towel so that it barely covered her large breasts.

“Enjoy it?” she asked, knowing that he hadn’t been that keen to begin with.

“What do you think?” Tom asked as he rolled onto his side, and eased his towel back.

Brenda smiled as she gazed as his cock, thick and hard and already slick with pre cum. She moaned softly, and quickly climbed off her table, dropping her towel as she crossed to Tom. He reached out for her, holding her as she stood naked at his side and leant over to sink her mouth down over his throbbing cock.

Marie came back into the room just as Brenda sucked Tom deep into her mouth, her tongue swirling around his cock head as her lips slipped down his hard shaft. Marie watched, her pussy being to throb and her nipples tingle, as Brenda’s head began to bob up and down. As Brenda leant over further, Marie gasped out loud as her wet pussy peeked out from between her soft thighs, her lips wet and parted, her hair damp with her juices.

Tom, his fingers now entwined in Brenda’s hair as he held her to him, his hips thrusting his cock upwards into her mouth, looked across as Marie gasped. Deliberately, he reached out, his arm sliding around Brenda, his hand running down over her hip, around onto her ass and then between her legs. She sighed and pushed back against him, her body twisting towards him as his fingers sought out her pussy.

Marie crossed the room quickly, her towel forgotten. Brenda moaned in frustration as she felt Tom’s fingers leave her, and then in pleasure as Marie moved next to her, her fingers replacing Tom’s. Marie leant over, her lips finding Tom’s cock, sharing it with Brenda, her hands reaching for his swollen shaft. Tom reached around her, his hands moving slowly over her firm body, before sliding down towards her pussy, his fingers – already wet with Brenda’s juices – becoming even wetter as they slid into Marie.

The room was quiet apart from the wet sounds of sex, and from their soft moans. Brenda and Marie shared Tom’s throbbing cock, their mouths moving from his shaft to his balls, licking and sucking, drawing him deep into their mouths. Tom’s fingers slid easily into Marie’s, just as hers moved in and out of Brenda, both of them arching their backs and pushing back against the fucking they were getting.

Simon watched through the glass panel of the door for a minute, his cock rigid in his shorts. After getting bored on the beach, he had come to look for them – and had found them just in time to see Marie joining in the fun. Now he could wait no longer. Stepping into the room silently, he dropped his shorts to the floor and crossed the room towards them, stroking his long thick cock.

Tom saw Simon moving behind Marie out of the corner of his eye, and eased his finger out of her with a grin. She sucked her juices from his fingers as he held them up, before dropping her mouth back over his cock as Brenda moved her mouth, her tongue, onto his balls. Marie cried out as Simon held her hips and drove his cock into her in one fluid movement, pushing her down harder onto Tom’s cock.

It seemed like only moments later that Marie was crying out as her orgasm crashed through her. Tom and Simon were both reaching for her breasts, caressing and pulling on her hard nipples as her head bobbed up and down, as her pussy was stretched and filled.

As she came, Marie let go of Tom’s cock, her mouth being quickly replaced by Brenda’s. Moment’s later he was cumming, his cum erupting into Brenda’s hot and willing mouth. Simon came as well, his cock buried inside Marie, pushing her down hard onto Tom, their hands reaching out to each other. Marie joined in as Brenda released Tom’s cock from her mouth and stroked him quickly to send the last few jets of his cum into the air.

The room echoed to their gasps as they got their breath back. Simon slipped from Marie’s pussy as she turned to hug him. Tom pulled Brenda to him as he sat up, his fingers reaching out to her pussy and clit as she stroked his softening cock. Simon and Marie quickly joined in as they all realised that Brenda had yet to cum.

Tom moved as she lay down, his hands slipping under her ass to lift her pussy towards his mouth. His tongue sank into her, reaching deep into her wetness as Marie and Simon reached out to her full breasts, touching and sucking, kissing and licking as Brenda bucked beneath them, her climax soaring through her, driven by their hands and mouths. She held her friends tight to her breasts, her thighs holding Tom tighter still as she came, as the waves of pleasure reached every corner of her body.

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They spent the rest of the day by the pool and on the beach, their bodies alive from their shared experiences. After a dinner, they slipped away for an early night, the jet lag from their journey starting to catch up with them.

After a late – and very leisurely breakfast – they headed back to the beach, planning to spend much of the day there as they were due to be picked up for the luxury cruise part of their prize the next morning.

They started the day in the shade of the palm trees, before moving out into the sun. The setting was glorious, perfect to relax in. Brenda and Marie wore the skimpiest of bikinis, enjoying the feel of the hot sun – and Tom and Simon’s eyes – on them. They fetched cold drinks from their bungalow as the temperature rose, and Tom and Simon went to fetch snacks for them at lunch time. They swam when they got too hot, drying off quickly in the sun.

Brenda stretched as she lay on her sun bed. Simon shaded his eyes with his hand as he watched her. Her hands were high above her head, her breasts thrust forward against the triangles of thin material that formed her bikini, and which did little to hide the hard outline of her nipples. He felt his cock stir as Brenda got up and headed for the sea again.

“Anyone for a swim?” she called back over her shoulder.

Simon got up to follow her, paying little attention to the hard outline of his cock that his swimming trunks did little to hide. Tom and Marie stayed where they were, happy to watch for now as they enjoyed the sun.

Brenda and Simon swam parallel to the beach for a while. Looking back, they could see Tom and Marie, and then two men from the next door bungalow on the adjoining segment of beach. They swam for a little longer, enjoying the feel of the cool, clear water, of the colourful fish swimming around them.

After a while, Brenda stopped and rested, floating on the surface of the sea, her arms and legs thrown wide out to form a star shape with her head. Her body rocked gently with the movement of the sea, as the small waves washed around her. She closed her eyes, feeling totally relaxed.

Simon swam for a little while longer, his eyes on Brenda as he swam past her. Her breasts seemed almost to be floating above her body, their shape changing with the movement of the water, her nipples dark and erect through her bikini. His cock hardened as he watched her, swimming closer and closer to her each time he passed, moving more slowly as he watched.

Eventually, he stopped swimming and moved towards Brenda. She squealed as he grabbed her ankles gently and started to pull her through the water, but then relaxed as the water moved with her. She let her arms drift above her head, her breasts pushing upwards. Simon stepped between her legs so that he could hold her more readily, his hands hooked under her knees.

Brenda called out again as Simon started to turn in the water, spinning her around slowly, his eyes on her breasts and nipples. He moved more quickly, Brenda laughing with him now. As he stepped closer to her, his hands now on the thighs, his hard cock rubbed against her, just their swimming costumes separating them.

Brenda moaned, aware of his heat, his strength, his hardness. All else was forgotten as she felt him press against her, then move away, then press again as the turned in the water. She wriggled, wanting to maintain the contact. Simon felt her move with him, and slid his hands along her legs, pulling them closer together, his throbbing cock now threatening to burst free from his trunks.

She felt her hot juices springing from her pussy, his cock pressing hard against her. Moaning, she pushed against him, wanting, needing, more.

On the beach, Tom called Marie. As she moved off her sun bed in the shade to join him on his towel, he pointed out to sea. Marie grabbed his arm, her breasts pressing against him, as they watched Simon and Brenda, who were oblivious to all else around them, caught up in their own excitement.

But none of them had realised that the two men on the next segment of beach, who had been abandoned by their girlfriends for the day, were also watching. They were standing between the palm trees that separated the two parts of the beach, wearing trunks that did little to hide their growing excitement.

Brenda could take no more. Her pussy was throbbing, her nipples were like pebbles, her whole body alive with desire. She dragged her legs away from Simon and stood up, grabbing him as she stumbled on the uneven sea bottom. They kissed hungrily, their lips crushed together as the sea washed around their knees, as their tongues thrust and slipped into each others mouths.

Simon tugged Brenda’s bikini top way from her breasts as she reached for his cock, pulling him out of his trunks. He dipped his head and fed urgently on her nipple, sucking the hard, sensitive flesh into his mouth as he cupped and squeezed her other breast. Her hand moved up and down his swollen shaft, their moans echoing across the beach.

Tom’s cock reared up, pressing against the tight confines of his trunks. Marie reached for him, easing him free and matching Brenda’s movements as they watched them stumbling out of the sea.

Brenda fell onto the soft sand, her breasts naked and glistening in the sunlight, her nipples like dark pebbles. For a moment Simon stood over her, his cock jutting out from above the waistband of his trunks, long and hard. He pushed his trunks down onto his thighs, freeing his heavy balls, and dropped down onto his knees between Brenda’s outstretched legs.

She moaned as he reached for her, tugging her bikini bottoms to one side and exposing her wet, swollen pussy. His cock swayed above her as he leant forward, his hands reaching for her breasts. She gasped as his cock pressed against her pussy, as his fingers caught her nipples, squeezing them hard. And then he was inside her, deep inside her, stretching her, filling her completely. Her hips bucked up off the soft sand as he drove his cock into her, his knees sinking deeper into the beach with every driving thrust.

Twenty yards away up the beach, Marie watched as her husband drove his cock deep inside her best friend’s body, their cries drifting up the beach towards them. With a groan she pushed Tom onto his back, still holding his cock. She quickly straddled him, pulling her bikini to one side as she lowered herself onto his throbbing cock. He reached for her breasts, pushing her bikini top impatiently to one side as he cupped her breasts, pressing them against her body, her nipples scratching against the palms of his hands.

She dropped her body down hard on him, almost sobbing with pleasure as his cock filled her. She leant forward, feeding her breasts to Tom as her hips pushed down to meet his upward thrusts, as their bodies melted into one.

Further down on the beach, Brenda arched her back, forcing her breasts up towards Simon, towards his eager mouth. He sucked on her, moving from breast to the other, sucking her nipples, savouring the taste, the feel, of her rubbery flesh before drawing more of her into his mouth. He pumped his cock into her, feeling her writhing beneath him, his knees sinking further into the sand with every thrust.

Glancing up the beach, he could see Tom and Marie, hear their moans of pleasure and the wet sound of Tom’s balls slapping against her as he drove his cock deep inside her.

“They’re fucking,” he told Brenda, taking her hands and holding them above her head, her arms outstretched, her breasts hard against him. He kissed her hard, his cock and tongue moving in an exquisite rhythm.

With a loud groan, Brenda pushed against, rolling them over, sand flying everywhere. She pushed down on him as he reached up for her swaying breasts, cupping them in his hands, pinching and pulling on her nipples as she rode him, his cock buried deep inside her.

She watched as Tom said something to Marie. Brenda watched as he pulled his cock out of Marie. She could see it glistening with her friend’s juices as it jutted out in front of him. Marie turned around quickly and knelt in front of Tom, her ass pointing up at him. He entered her without pausing, holding her hips and dragging her back onto his cock as he thrust back into her wanton pussy.

Tom and Brenda’s eyes locked on each other, watching as they fucked, as Marie watched Simon and Brenda, as Simon drew Brenda’s swaying breasts back into his mouth, all of them oblivious to what else was going on around them.

None of them saw the two men watching from amongst the trees, their trunks now pushed down onto their thighs, their cocks in their hands.

Brenda came first, her body on fire as she pushed her hips down hard onto Simon, his cock now buried deeper inside than ever before. He cried out as his cum pumped into her, thick jets of it flooding her. They clung together, Brenda’s breasts squashed between them.

It was then that Brenda spotted the men. Her eyes opened wide as she saw them, their hands a blur as they stroked their rampant cocks. Simon twisted his head to see what she was looking at, . Marie doing the same.

Marie cried out as Tom slammed into her one last time. She came as his cum spurted into her, as the men’s cum splashed onto the sand, both of them leaning back, their eyes closed with pleasure. Tom pulled out of Marie and stroked his cock rapidly, sending the last few jets of his cum over her ass and back.

Tom pulled Marie to him, kissing her deeply as her naked breasts pressed against his bare chest. Simon and Brenda joined them, laughing together, holding each other. Brenda and Marie looked openly at the two strangers. They were both still partially hidden in the trees, but had made no attempt to slip their semi erect cocks back into their trunks.

Marie whispered to Brenda, and then they both stood up. They stood side by side and dropped their bikini tops, which had already been pulled away from their breasts by Simon and Tom, onto the towel where Tom still knelt. Bending over, they slid their bikini bottoms slowly down their legs, before heading quickly into the sea. Brenda looked back to make sure they were still being watched as she followed Marie.

Tom and Simon joined them in the sea. They were soon naked as well, as the four of them washed away the sand that clung to their bodies. They ran their hands easily over each other until the need to wash away the sand just became an excuse. Simon led Marie back up the beach. Tom and Brenda followed, all of them aware that they were being watched again.

But this time there was no pretence. As soon as Marie looked in their direction, the two men stepped out from the shade of the trees. They looked a little younger than them, perhaps in their mid thirties, and looked fit and tanned. Although they had now tucked their cocks away, their trunks did little to disguise their growing bulges.

Marie squeezed Simon’s hand before dropping to her knees in front of one of the men. Without a word, she pulled his trunks down by the waistband. His cock sprung up, and with a groan from both of them she sucked him into her wet mouth. Beside her, Brenda was following suit, stroking along the other mans thick shaft as she swirled her tongue around his cock head.

Behind them, Tom and Simon watched, their cocks already recovered and massively erect. Simon dropped to his knees behind Marie and entered her quickly, driving the man’s cock deep into her mouth as he thrust forward.

Tom moved behind Brenda, but before he could enter her she wriggled to one side and looked at him questioningly. He knew straight away what she meant, what she wanted and nodded slowly. Brenda turned around quickly, sucking Tom deep into her mouth, into her throat, as the stranger seized her hips and slammed into her.

The beach echoed to their cries. Brenda and Marie cried out as their bodies were used, their mouths and pussies full of cock, each thrust driving the other cock deeper into them. The men moaned as their need to cum built, as their balls tightened, as they drove into the women, their cocks all moving in unison.

They all came within seconds of each other. Marie and Brenda came first, their sobs of pleasure muffled by the thick, hard cocks driving into their mouths as their bodies wilted under the strength of their orgasms.

As one, the men pulled out, all stroking their cocks and spraying cum over Marie and Brenda, onto their backs and asses, their breasts and faces, until their thick juices were exhausted and running down the girls bodies.

Brenda turned and clung to Tom, whispering “thank you” as they kissed, their tongues diving into each others mouths. Simon hugged and kissed Marie, the other men forgotten for a moment. They turned to go, but Marie and Brenda went to them quickly, kissing them deeply as they reached for their cocks, caressing them both before pushing their still wet cocks back into their trunks.

They watched the men leave, not even knowing their names, before turning back to Tom and Simon. Exhausted, they led the way back to the bungalow.

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The next morning, they were all up early. While they were at breakfast, their bags were collected, and taken to the landing stage that jutted out into the bay that dominated one end of the island. When they got there, they could only stop and stare. Their yacht was waiting for them in the bay – and it was enormous!

As they stood and stared, grinning to each other and pointing, two men approached them. They were both in their mid twenties, and looked tall and tanned in their tight white shorts and tee shirts.

“Hi, you must be Simon, Marie and friends. I’m Patrick, and this is David.”

Marie and Brenda both looked at him as he spoke, drawn in by the Californian twang to his voice and the sparkle in his deep blue eyes. Simon introduced them all, and then pointed to the yacht.

“Is that it?”

Patrick laughed.

“That’s everyone’s first reaction,” he told them, “And yes that’s her, that’s ‘The Princess’, and yes she does look as good close up as she does from here. Want to see?”

They all answered at once, all talking excitedly as Patrick led the way to the end of the landing stage where David was overseeing the loading of their bags onto a speedboat. He held out his hand to Brenda and helped her into the boat. As she stepped down, his eyes swept over her face and body, missing nothing. He moved close to her as she stepped down, being careful she didn’t stumble, her breasts pressing against his arm.

She sat down quickly, watching as Marie got the same treatment, a tingle reaching deep inside her body. Moments later Tom and Simon were aboard. As soon as they were all sat down, the engines roared into life and they headed towards The Princess. To them, the yacht looked huge, but it was still small enough to be crewed by just David and Patrick. Even so, as soon as they where onboard they could see just how luxurious she was.

David helped them all up the steps at the back of the boat that led onto a wide sun deck. It was littered with cushions and sun beds, with the odd small table. As they moved forward, they could see stairways on both sides of the yacht leading off to the upper deck. A walkway led to the front of the boat. But Patrick led them inside, past a bar and into a dining area. The walls and roof could be slid back, so that they could be inside or out.

Moving in further, there was a lounge area that filled the whole width of the yacht. Beyond that, down a few stairs, they reached the bedrooms. In front, there were two smaller rooms, one of which Patrick and David shared. But then, as they turned back on themselves, there were two larger rooms.

Patrick grinned as he saw them all staring at their sumptuous surroundings.

“I’ll leave you to it,” he told them, “Come up on deck as soon as you’re ready.”

“Wow,” was all Brenda could say, and then they were hugging each other in delight.

They explored a little more. The two bedrooms were the same, with a door between them, which actually fitted into a partition wall which could be slid back to make one large room. At the back, each bedroom had a door which led into a bathroom for them to share, complete with a large double shower cubicle.

“We could all fit in that,” Marie giggled.

“Come on then,” Tom teased her, pulling her towards it.

“Later,” she told him with a husky laugh, “Let’s get back on deck – we’ll be leaving soon.”

As they went back out to the bedrooms, David and Patrick were just leaving their luggage. They went to their own rooms, and quickly unpacked, leaving most things to be put away later, but looking for their swimming things. Tom and Simon changed quickly, pulling shorts on over their swimming trunks before heading back up on deck.

As soon as Tom had gone, Brenda joined Marie in her room. They were soon naked, and reaching for the matching bikinis they had brought along just for this occasion. They had chosen white, because it contrasted so well with their tanned bodies. The material was thin, and clung tautly to their bodies. The top barely covered their breasts, their nipples showing up dark and hard. The bottoms, cut away at the hip, clung to their asses and mounds.

“Mmmmmm,” Brenda murmured, looking in the mirror, then back at Marie.

They pulled their short black dresses on over the top of their bikinis. The sleeveless dresses were short, barely reaching half way down their thighs, and were made of fine net. They hid nothing, but disguised everything.

As soon as they reached the deck, Tom and Simon stood and stared. But it was Patrick, standing with them, who let out the whistle.

“Hello Ladies,” he greeted them, crossing the deck quickly and taking their hands, making no effort to hide the fact that his eyes were raking over their bodies.

He led them back to the rail, where Tom and Simon slipped their arms around them. They stood and watched as they left the island resort, and headed out to sea. While David piloted the yacht, Patrick brought Champagne and some maps, and together they planned their week, settling on cruising around the area, stopping whenever it took their fancy, but mooring at a different island each night.

After that, David and Patrick left them to it, bringing them fresh drinks and snacks throughout the day. They enjoyed the sun, with Marie and Brenda slipping out of their dresses and enjoying the attention they were getting. In the late afternoon, the crew moored the boat and they dived off the side into the sparkling sea. As they climbed up the steps back onto the yacht, David and Patrick were waiting with towels, their eyes drawn to Marie and Brenda in their now see through bikinis.

While David and Patrick guided the yacht towards their first overnight stop, and then started to organise dinner, they all went down to their rooms to freshen up. In their own rooms, they stripped out of their still wet swimming things, and settled down on their beds, enjoying the cool air being fed out by the air conditioning playing over their hot skin.

Brenda rolled easily into Tom’s arms, her naked breasts against him as he slid an arm around her and softly caressed her ass. They kissed softly as Brenda slid her hand over his chest and belly, heading towards his already growing cock.

Next door, Simon and Marie were locked in each others arms, the tongues exploring eagerly as they kissed. Marie was stroking his cock, sliding her hand slowly up and down his thickening shaft, peeling his skin back and forth as he moaned softly into her mouth. He dipped his head and caught her erect nipple between his lips as he rolled her onto her back. Now Marie moaned as he drew each nipple into his mouth, sucking softly then hard, his tongue playing against the taut, rubbery flesh.

Brenda laughed softly as she heard the soft moans through the thin walls. Tom, who was stood by the draw unit at the end of the bed looking for one of the toys they’d brought with them, glanced up at the door between the two rooms. It was slightly ajar, and with a grin at Brenda, he moved quickly across to peer into the next room.

“Tom!” she admonished them – then quickly climbed off the bed to join him.

Simon was lying above Marie, his ass rising as he slid his cock into her with long, deep strokes. As they watched, Simon rolled away from Marie and onto his back. His cock slapped against his belly, hard and slick with Marie’s juices. Brenda stood behind Tom, her nipples pressing into his back as she reached around him for his cock. She stroked him, pressing herself harder against him, pressing her throbbing pussy mound against the hard muscle of his thigh.

With barely suppressed moans, they watched as Marie straddled Simon. She leant over him, her knees each side of his legs, and her hands just above his shoulders. Her breasts swayed in front of him, her nipples crying out for attention. But Tom and Brenda were both watching her ass winking at them as she arched her back, at her pussy, wet and inviting, nestling softly between her thighs. They watched as Simon’s cock appeared between her legs, as he fed his swollen cock head into her pussy, as she settled down on him, her lips stretched wide as his shaft disappeared inside her.

Brenda’s hand moved faster on Tom’s shaft as Marie rode Simon’s cock, taking him deep inside her. She stopped after a few minutes, her hips pushed down against him, her ass in the air, her tight puckered entrance totally exposed. Slowly, deliberately, she looked over her shoulder at where Tom and Brenda were stood.

Tom moved first, groaning as he crossed the room, his cock waving about in front of him. He moved onto the bed behind Simon and Marie, his cock reaching up towards her ass. Brenda joined them, lying beside the others, reaching out to Marie’s breasts as she leant over to kiss them both.

Simon continued to pump slowly in and out of Marie. Brenda reached between them, her hand flat against Marie’s mound, against her hot, pouting lips. Her fingers were apart so that Simon was sliding against them as he entered Marie, quickly making them wet with her juices. Tom eased a finger inside Marie’s tight ass, feeling Simon moving inside her. And then Brenda was stroking his cock and touching Marie’s ass, making them both wet with her juices.

Tom shuffled forward and carefully pressed himself against Marie’s tight entrance. They all froze for a second, and then he was inside her, just his cock head at first, and then an inch of his shaft, and then his whole length, sliding into her slowly, deeply.

Marie let out a deep breath as she felt Tom filling her, his cock so close to Simon’s, and then the two of them moving together so that one cock was always deep inside. Brenda lay down beside them, her hands reaching for Marie’s breasts, for the two cocks filling her, for the swaying balls of the men, as she kissed the other three in turn. They all reached out to her, Tom for her pussy, slipping his fingers inside her as Simon and Marie reached for her breasts.

Marie cried out as they drove into her faster, her pussy throbbing around Simons cock. He drove into her hard, holding still as Tom fucked her ass, pinning her down. She cried out as she came, her whole body alive and tingling. Simon reached for her hips, holding her tight and driving up into pussy as Tom pulled out of her. He moved quickly to Brenda, pushing her legs up high and nudging his still slick cock against her ass. She was wet from the juices pouring from her pussy, and seconds later she sighed as Tom entered her.

Marie came again as Simon pumped into her frantically until he flooded her with his cum. Marie leant over and muffled Brenda’s cries with a kiss, their tongues swirling over each other. Brenda pushed her friend’s head towards her breasts, arching her back to meet her searching lips as Tom drove into her ass.

Simon wriggled out from under Marie and knelt by Brenda, offering her his semi erect cock, wet with Marie’s juices and still dripping with cum. She sucked in him, drawing him deep into her mouth as she reached down and rubbed her clit, her fingers moving swiftly in little circles around her sensitive nub of flesh.

She came explosively, her juices flooding from her, her body on fire. Tom cried out and filled her ass with cum, holding himself deep inside until his last spurts subsided. They lay still for a long time, holding each other, kissing gently, Tom’s cock slipping gradually from inside Brenda.

They came back to reality slowly, not moving until they heard Patrick call out that dinner would be served in ten minutes. They laughed quietly, wondering if Patrick and David had heard them. Marie and Tom led the way into the bathroom, into the double shower. There was plenty of room for them all as they soaped each other, their hands running easily over each others bodies.

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The next few days flew by. They spent most of the time cruising around islands, sometimes stopping for picnics and a swim during the day, but always stopping in a secluded bay at night. They spent the days together, sunbathing and talking, enjoying each others company. David and Patrick were always there to look after them, to join in with their laughter.

For the first day, Marie and Brenda kept their bikinis on, conscious of David and Patrick’s eyes on them. But as they relaxed, they shed their tops, openly sunbathing topless. After a while they didn’t bother to cover up when David or Patrick were around. Their bottoms became skimpier, little more than thongs as they enjoyed the heat of the sun on more of their bodies.

As they days passed, they also became more open in what they got up to in the open. It may have started with Tom or Simon reaching out to cup or caress a naked breast, but by the end the week things had gone a lot further.

On the last but one day, after breakfast, Simon and Marie decided to take the small dinghy that hung at the back of the yacht and paddle around the bay for a while before they left. They didn’t go far from the boat, really just paddling around it a few times. Tom and Brenda watched them, moving from one side of the yacht to the other.

As they watched, leaning over the rail, Brenda could feel the hardness of Tom’s cock against her, the thin material of their swimwear doing little to stop her feeling the heat of his flesh. They had already made love that morning, but still Brenda wriggled back against him as he reached around to cup her naked breasts. Her nipples responded straight away, hardening against him as he pressed against her.

Simon and Marie were below them now, looking up and calling out to them. But they were for the moment oblivious to all else as Tom slid one hand down over Brenda’s tummy and onto her mound. He cupped her briefly, feeling her warm wetness through her bikini, before slipping his hand inside her costume. She moaned and pushed her ass back against him as his finger slipped inside her.

Brenda reached behind her, dragging his cock out of his trunk as his finger began to pump inside her, as he tweaked and pulled at her swollen nipple. Pulling her bikini to one side, Brenda fed his cock between her thighs, feeling his hot cock head nudging against her swollen lips. Tom reached for her hips as Brenda slipped a hand into the front of her bikini, feeling his cock, pushing him inside her.

Simon and Marie watched, their bodies alive with desire, with lust, as Brenda pushed her ass back and moaned out loud, her cries reaching them as they looked up. They saw Tom rocking, pushing his hips forward as they imagined his cock driving into Brenda.

Now Brenda and Tom watched them as Marie turned around and settled on her knees, her hands grasping the wooden edge of the dinghy. The dinghy rocked gently with the waves as Simon moved behind her, his erect cock in his hand. He dragged Marie’s bikini bottoms down over her ass, moaning as her pink pussy lips winked back at him from between her firm thighs. He looked up at their friends watching, and then slid his cock into Marie, stretching and filling her hot pussy with one steady thrust.

Marie’s cries joined Brenda’s in echoing across the water as the two couples watched each other. Tom and Simon matched each other stroke for stroke, pumping into Marie and Brenda, deeper and faster. Brenda clung to the rail around the yacht, Marie to the edge of the wildly rocking dinghy, as their bodies were inflamed. They cried out as they came, as their juices flooded from their bodies, as thick jets of cum were pumped inside them. The couples slumped together, holding each other, looking at the others.

But none of the saw David and Patrick on the upper deck of the yacht, watching them, their hands a blur as they stroked their superbly erect cocks.

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They spent the rest of the day on the yacht, before mooring again for the night. They ate dinner on the beach, looked after as always by the ever attentive crew. Over the last few days, their relationship with David and Patrick had become more open, more like friends, and so they all ate together.

After dinner, they returned to the yacht and shared a few bottles of wine before heading off to bed. There was some hesitation, almost if they expected something to happen but they weren’t sure what. Like a dam ready to burst, it only took someone to make the first move.

Marie lay in bed, moving restlessly as she thought about the six of them, wondering what might have happened if someone had said – or done – something differently. She could hear Tom or Brenda moving about as well. Since the first night on the yacht, the partition between the two rooms had been left partially open. Moments later, she saw Brenda walking past the end of the bed, naked but pulling on a gown as she took a short cut out of the rooms.

Marie called out quietly. Brenda pointed upwards, indicating that she was going up on deck. Marie slipped out of bed to follow her, grabbing her own gown. As she reached the bottom of the stairs, she felt the cool air from outside playing across her still naked body. Her nipples tightened, quickly becoming erect. Glancing up, she saw Brenda at the top of the stairs, her gown tight across her ass. She started to pull her gown on as she moved towards the steps, but then stopped as she heard a noise from towards the front of the yacht.

She stopped and listened, hearing the same sound – a soft moan – again. Looking around, she realised that it could only be coming from David and Patrick’s room. Silently, she walked towards the door. She stopped outside and listened for a moment, before trying the door. It swung open a few inches, just enough for her to look inside – and what she saw sent her heart racing, and juices flooding to her pussy.

The two men where stood facing each other, naked. They were side on to her, and she could see that they were both erect, their cocks jutting out from their bodies at an angle. As she watched, David turned slightly, his firm ass coming into view. She gasped as he reached out and held Patrick’s cock. Patrick reached out as well, and for long moments they were stroking each other slowly.

Then, as if in slow motion, David sunk to his knees. As he leant forward, his tongue flicking out towards Patrick’s mushroom shaped cock head, Marie groaned. She bit her lip – but it was too late. They had heard her.

Marie froze, unable to move as they both looked in her direction. For a moment, she wanted to flee, but her feet were frozen to the deck. Slowly, deliberately, David leant forward and drew Patrick’s throbbing cock between his lips, sucking his shaft as deep inside his mouth as he could. He twisted his head slightly and looked directly at Marie. She felt his eyes on her, her nipples swelling and her pussy tingling at his attention, at what she was seeing.

Marie moaned as David reached up and cupped Patrick’s balls, sliding his hand along his now wet shaft before standing up. They both walked slowly towards her, taking what seemed like an age to cross the small room and reach her. She stared at their cocks, bobbing in front of them, long and thick, and so very hard.

They looked at Marie, her gown hanging open. They saw her beautiful breasts, her nipples swollen with lust. They looked down at the hint of her wet pussy at the base of her flat stomach, nestling between her firm thighs. As they reached out their hands to her, Marie took them – and let herself be led into their room.

Up on deck, Brenda was leaning on the railing at the side of the yacht, enjoying the cool air playing over her body. Her gown was undone, the side of it blowing back in the gentle breeze. She must have been stood for five minutes, maybe longer, enjoying the silence around her, when she realised that Marie hadn’t followed her up onto the deck after all. Puzzled, she retraced her steps back down the steps.

As she reached the lower deck, Brenda just caught sight of Marie disappearing into the crew’s room. She reached the door in a few steps, but then something told her to stop. Slowly, she leant forward and looked around the door, which was still half open. Like Marie before her, she groaned softly at what she saw.

David was stood behind Marie, Patrick in front of her. As she watched, David drew Marie’s gown off her shoulders until it slid down her arms and onto the floor. They were all naked, the men massively erect, Marie’s breathing harsh with desire. As Patrick stepped forward to kiss Marie, his cock rubbing against her taut belly, David moved to stand close behind her, his cock pressing into the tight cleft between her cheeks. He reached around her and cupped her breasts, squeezing them lightly, teasing her already erect nipples.

Both Marie and Brenda moaned, one of them as they watched, the other as she felt the hard cock against her ass, the hands on her breasts, the tongue swirling against hers. Marie pushed back towards David, needing his cock even harder against her. Patrick broke their kiss and leant forward, his hand reaching down to cup her mound as he drew her nipple into his mouth.

Brenda’s legs felt like jelly as she watched, her body on fire, her mind a blur of emotions – of the desire to watch, to turn her back, to join in. She watched as David pushed down on Marie’s shoulders, pushing her down onto her knees. Patrick’s cock was bobbing in front of her face. She caught it, stroking quickly along his thick shaft before sucking on him hungrily. David reached between her legs, trailing his fingers down over her ass, then onto her pussy and deep inside her.

Marie groaned, her sounds muffled by the cock deep inside her mouth, and arched her back, urging David to do more. But he pulled away and stepped in front of her, standing beside Patrick. Marie reached for his cock, taking him in one hand and Patrick in the other, stroking each of them, her mouth moving from one to the other, sucking and licking, savouring the different tastes, the different feel, of them in her mouth.

Brenda’s eyes were locked on them, her hands moving of their own accord, one to squeeze and pinch her already swollen nipples, the other to her clit, rubbing and teasing herself. The hand on her breast slid down her body, over her stomach and down to her pussy. Without thinking, she slipped one, then two, fingers deep inside her self. Her fingers moved quickly, some on her clit, some inside her.

She watched as Patrick moved behind Marie, as Marie moved onto all fours, her ass pointing at him. Patrick rubbed his cock against her tight, puckered ass, then down to her pussy. As he plunged his cock inside her pussy, David pushed deeper into her mouth, the two of them impaling her between their rampant cocks.

Marie cried out – and then Brenda felt herself being pushed forward, felt the cock between her thighs, felt Simon slam his cock inside her. Simon, who had woken up and assumed Marie was up on deck, watched over Brenda’s shoulder as his wife was fucked by the two men. Brenda reached out for the wall, pushing back hard against him, taking him deeper inside her body with every thrust.

Brenda’s cries echoed around, and at last Marie realised what was happening. Her eyes flicked towards them, and through her blur of desire, of need, she saw Brenda and Simon. David and Patrick looked as well, and it was them that saw Tom first, who woken up by the noise was now moving beside Brenda, his cock as long and as hard as the rest of them. Brenda pulled him towards her desperately, feeding his thick cock into her mouth, her eyes never leaving the scene in front of her.

As they watched, Marie dragged David’s cock from her mouth and said something to them. Patrick pulled out of her, his cock slick with her juices, and led the way to the bed. Marie pointed and David lay down. Quickly, Marie straddled him, lowering her pussy onto his mouth as his tongue reached up to her. She leant forward, pushing herself harder against his lips and tongue as she reached for his cock. Beside the bed, Patrick wrapped his fingers in her hair and pulled her hungry mouth onto his cock.

They fucked and sucked hard. Tom and Patrick drove their cocks between the willing lips wrapped around them, David’s fingers slipped into Marie’s ass as his tongue tormented her pussy, and Simon’s cock slammed deep inside Brenda, filling her gloriously as she watched the scene in front of her.

The yacht was quiet apart from their deepening moans, and the wet, slapping sound of sex. The air was heavy with the smell of their juices, of their desire. And then they came, all of them, one after the other. Marie and Brenda cried out as their bodies were flooded by their orgasms, as their juices poured from them. The men groaned as their cum erupted, as it spurted from them, as mouths and pussies were filled.

They all tried to catch their breath, still watching each other. David moved, and turned to hold Marie to him, kissing her gently as Patrick joined them. Brenda stood up, Simon’s cock slipping from her. She turned and kissed him, a long lingering kiss as she reached for his wet cock. Tom stood behind her, his cock resting against her ass, his hands reaching for her breasts. With a sigh of pleasure she led them both back to the bedroom, leaving the others to their fun.

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Marie woke up with a start at her strange surroundings. She was alone, but she could hear faint sounds from elsewhere on the yacht, so she assumed that David and Patrick where up and about somewhere. She stretched deliciously, her arms high above her head, her breasts thrust upwards as she arched her back. She relaxed, a grin spreading across her face as memories of the previous night came flooding back.

Slipping out of bed, she headed back towards the other bedroom. She was naked, and paused only to pick up her gown from the floor where David had dropped it. She stopped in the doorway to her own room. Simon was still asleep, his body curled around Brenda’s, his cock against her ass and his arm around her, her breast filling his hand. Tom was the other side of Brenda, her hand resting on his cock.

With a smile, Marie crept through to the bathroom and shut the door quietly behind herself. She switched the shower on, and stepped under the warm spray, letting the water run over her face as she swept her hair back. She didn’t see or hear Simon until he joined her, until he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close. They kissed, a long, lingering, loving kiss. They soaped each others bodies, washing away the dried cum and juices from her breasts and thighs, from around her pussy and his cock.

As they ran their hands over each other, his cock rose up, becoming as erect as Marie’s swollen nipples. She led him out of the shower, water dripping off them as they crossed the bathroom. Marie perched herself on the work surface next to the twin wash basins. Simon stepped between her knees, his cock pointing straight at her pussy. They both sighed as he stepped closer, as his cock slipped easily, deeply, inside her, as their lips met and their tongues explored.

They fucked slowly, her breasts tight against his chest. Marie reached behind her, her arms stretched out, her breasts pushed upwards, her hips pressing forward against Simon’s thrusts. They both came quickly, crying out then holding each other tight until Marie’s pussy released her grip on Simon’s thick cock.

As they left the bathroom, Tom and Brenda came in. They hugged each other quickly, then left them alone. Tom and Simon knew that their wives would want to talk, so they were the first on deck for breakfast, dressed as usual in just their swimming trunks. It seemed a long time before Marie and Brenda joined them. David and Patrick joined them as well, all of them enjoying a leisurely breakfast, all of them thinking about the night before.

It was only when they had finished, and David and Patrick had gone off to sort a few things out around the yacht, that Tom asked Brenda why they had taken so long to get ready, a grin on his face as he asked.

“Us girls had lots to talk about,” she told him, linking her arm through Marie’s before adding, “And things to do.”

“Such as?” Simon asked innocenyly.

“Shall we?” Brenda asked Marie, delicious smiles spreading over both their faces.

They both stood up, and faced Tom and Simon. Across the deck, David and Patrick stopped what they were doing and watched as Marie and Brenda slowly peeled down the front of their bikini bottoms. They looked up as they teased the men, as it quickly became apparent that their mounds were naked, or in Brenda’s case almost naked – just a thin dark strip of hair remained, running across her soft mound to the top of her lips.

They pushed their bikini bottoms on to their thighs then ran a finger across their mounds.

“We’re both very smooth,” Marie told them, her voice husky, “We checked each other out to make sure.”

Tom glanced at Simon, then asked the obvious question.

“How? How did you check?”

His mouth was so dry he could hardly get the words out. In response, Marie and Brenda waggled their tongues obscenely, leaving them in no doubt as to what had happened.

“Show us…..” Simon told them, his cock barely contained by his trunks.

Marie glanced at Brenda, and then stepped closer to her. Their breasts were just touching as they reached for each others bikini’s, tugging at the strings that held them up. They kissed, their lips barely meeting so that the men could see their tongues sliding over each other. Stepping apart, their bikinis fell to the floor. They kissed again, this time harder, their breasts squashed together as they pushed their naked mounds against each other. Slowly, they sank down onto one of the sun mattresses that littered the deck.

Brenda eased Marie backwards, then hovered over her, kissing her lightly, her breasts swaying against her. Her mouth moved down to her breasts, her tongue flicking across her nipples as she sucked on the erect, rubbery flesh. Marie moaned as Brenda moved down again, her lips trailing across Marie’s taut tummy, heading towards her naked pussy.

Marie cupped her own breasts and pinched her nipples, moaning at her touch, as Brenda’s tongue moved over her clit, lightly at first, then harder, more insistently. Marie’s hips lifted off the ground, pushing up onto Brenda’s mouth as her tongue swept over her hot, swollen lips, and then inside her. Marie reached for Brenda, holding her head with one hand, her other hand still on her breast. Brenda fucked Marie with her tongue, with short stabbing thrusts that had Marie writhing under her.

With a gasp, Marie pushed Brenda away. Quickly, she wriggled around until she was facing the other way. She pulled Brenda back to her, each of them staring at the others pussy for a few long seconds before they began kissing and licking, sucking and fucking, each of them clinging to the other, pushing themselves against the others eager mouth and tongue and lips.

The four men watched, their cocks painfully erect. They had all pushed their trunks or shorts down and were stroking themselves as they watched Marie and Brenda. Patrick moved first, stumbling across the deck as he stripped his shorts off, his cock bobbing about in front of him. He dropped onto his knees behind Brenda, the skin peeled back from his red, throbbing cock head.

Marie felt the cock nudge against her mouth as it slipped between Brenda’s damp thighs. With a sigh, she ran her tongue along the glistening shaft, sucking quickly on the tip and then the swaying balls that hung heavily beneath. She pushed the heavy cock upwards with her mouth, guiding it towards Brenda’s hot, wet pussy, tasting them both as the cock split Brenda’s swollen lips apart and drove into her.

Brenda cried out as the cock filled her, as it reached deep inside her. She felt the hands on her hips, holding her tight as the cock drove into her hard, filling her, stretching her. She didn’t know who it was fucking her – all she knew was that it had to be either David or Patrick. She cried out as the cock was driven into her faster and deeper, her mouth pressing harder against Marie’s pussy with every thrust, while Marie in turn was licking and rubbing her clit, her hands sliding along Patrick’s cock.

Then Brenda saw David in front of her, his cock inches from her face. She reached out to him, but he moved aside as Marie wriggled away from her. Brenda felt Marie’s body hot moving below her, their breasts rubbing together, then Marie’s mouth on her nipples. Brenda moaned and lifted her body up a little as Marie moved away and David slid beneath her. Patrick stopped for a moment as she moved, distracted by her groans as David’s cock slid past her breasts.

Marie was at her side now, reaching between them for David’s cock, guiding him towards Brenda’s wanton pussy as Patrick pulled out of her. Brenda clung to David, her large breasts squashed between them, her mouth locked on his as his cock was fed into her. He held himself still, deep inside her, neither of them moving as her pussy wrapped itself around every vein, every contour of his cock.

Behind them, Patrick knelt up, his cock glistening in the sun. He reached forward and slipped his fingers across Brenda’s pussy lips, moistening them. He dragged them along the tight cleft between her cheeks, making her moan softly as he felt for her tight puckered hole. She pressed back against him as his finger worked its way inside her. He moved above her, pressing his cock, already drenched in her juices, against her.

Holding her hips, he pressed forward, easing his cock inside her, a little at a time. He held still, his cock lying next to David’s, next to nothing separating them inside her. And then they began to fuck her, moving in unison, fucking her ass and pussy, slowly, deeply.

Simon dropped to his knees in front of her and held her head, sliding his cock between her lips. He knew that David’s mouth was close to his cock and balls, and somehow didn’t seem surprised when he felt his tongue lashing across his balls, then along his hard shaft as he fucked Brenda’s mouth.

Tom moved alongside, stroking his cock as he watched. He moved forward so that Brenda could reach out to him, stroking his shaft awkwardly as her body was shaken by the thrusting cocks inside her.

Marie moved around them, her hands reaching out to the wet, sliding cocks, to Brenda’s swaying breasts, to her hot, wet pussy, to her ass. They all reached out to Marie, their hands and mouths catching her when they could, touching, kissing, sucking anywhere they could reach.

Brenda was on fire, her whole body trembling with the power of the climax she could feel building inside her. A hot sensation was building deep within her, ready to explode to every corner of her body. She collapsed as she came, dropping forward onto David as the power of her orgasm crashed through her, as the waves of pleasure seemed to crush her.

Simon watched as she cried out, but David and Patrick fucked her even harder, sending a whole series of climaxes tearing through her. Marie dragged Tom to one side and took him deep inside her. He fucked her hard, deep and fast, cumming quickly as they both cried out their animal lust. Even as Tom came, he was moving away, to be replaced by Simon between Marie’s outstretched legs. He fucked her just as urgently, his cum erupting inside her as another climax tore through her.

As the men moved away, their cocks wet with cum and juices, Marie and Brenda clung to each other, their bodies still trembling with the force of the climaxes, of what they had seen and felt, of their lust and desire. As they recovered, they grinned at the men, at their lovers, knowing that their last day together had only just begun.

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That night they partied. The girls had dressed for the occasion, taking their time before slipping into clothes that showed off all their curves, Brenda into a short skirt and top, and Marie into a short black dress. Simon and Tom had helped David and Patrick set out a table on the top deck so that they could wine and dine out under the stars. It was a balmy evening, and soon the sea around them echoed to their shared chat and laughter.

They drank Champagne before the sumptuous meal that David and Patrick had prepared, and wine with it. As the air cooled, they went down to lounge, taking the wine with them, and sat around chatting, some of them on the floor, some on the settees that dominated the room.

Simon was sat leaning back against a settee, one arm draped around Marie’s shoulder as she sat on the floor next to him, the other idly twirling an empty wine bottle around, spinning it between his fingers as it lay on the floor. Marie watched him for a while before suggesting they play “Spin the Bottle”. This drew more laughter, and a few “Oh no’s” before it was declared “boring”.

“Not the way we play it,” she said quietly. Suddenly, the room was hushed, and she had all their attention.

“You spin the bottle,” she told them, her voice suddenly husky, “and whoever it points at must take something off. After that, it forfeits – you can do something to the person on the left of you, or get them to do something to the person on their left.”

“Oh yes!” declared David, leaning forward to spin the bottle as Simon and Marie moved around so that the rest of them could join them on the floor, all sat in a circle.

The bottle spun wildly, and then stopped, facing Patrick. They all looked at him expectantly. He reached for the edge of his tee shirt, looking around at them as he started to ease it up over his muscular stomach. Simon looked across at Marie. She was licking her lips slowly, her eyes locked on Patrick. But then he stopped, eased a deck shoe off and threw it over his shoulder.

There was an immediate chorus of cat calling and jeering, especially from the girls. They all decided that they needed to be fair to Brenda and Marie, and that they should be evenly clothed. They settled on up to three garments for the men, and four for the girls. Simon quickly dragged off his shoes, and threw them to one side. The others all followed suit, and soon the floor around them was strewn with discarded clothing.

Simon looked across at Brenda. Her blouse was tight across her breasts, and he could clearly make out the fine lacy bra that did nothing to hide the dark swellings of her nipples. and as she had bare legs, Simon assumed that she was wearing panties. Then he looked at Marie. She looked back, suddenly looking very demure in her short black dress. Despite the heat, he knew she was wearing stockings – but nothing else – under the dress. She smiled at him, knowing exactly what he was thinking.

The bottle was spun again. Brenda. She pulled her skirt down and off before spinning around, showing them her firm ass, and the fact that her thong did nothing to hide it. Tom was next, and he quickly stripped his shirt off. Then Simon. He thought for a moment, and then quickly pulled his shorts off, everyone’s eyes drawn to his more than obvious bulge. And then the bottle pointed at Marie. His cock lurched as Simon looked across at her, wondering what she would do.

She was two people to his left, sat with her back to a settee, with Patrick between them. David was sat next to Marie, with Brenda the other side of him. Tom was then between Brenda and Simon.

Marie stood up, and put one foot on the settee. Her dress slid up her thigh, revealing the lacy, elasticated top of her stocking. The room was quiet as they all watched her roll the stocking slowly down her long, sun tanned leg, her breasts pressing forward in her dress as she leant over, the thin material tight around her ass.

As they watched, Simon realised that because of the angle she was at, no one could see that she had no knickers on, despite how she was stood. But when she threw her stocking aside, Brenda declared that one didn’t count, and the other one should come off as well. They all joined in, and then watched as Marie put her other foot on the settee.

Simon watched as she slid the other stocking down, and then gasped as she very deliberately moved her knees apart. Brenda gasped as well, because she was the only one who could see what Simon was now imagining – Marie’s wet pussy, now naked and wet, her lips engorged and red with her arousal.

Marie threw that stocking to one side as well, and sat down quickly to their applause at her sensual show, her dress now high up on her thighs.

A few minutes later, Brenda was down to her underwear, which by now left little to the imagination, with her nipples showing rock hard through her bra, and her knickers clinging wetly to her mound. Patrick, Tom and David were down to their underwear as well, while Marie and Simon had not lost again.

Brenda spun the bottle. Simon. He stood up, the hard bulge in his boxers drawing a lot of comments, and pulled his shirt over his head. Before he could sit down, Brenda spun the bottle again. A roar went up as it stopped, pointing at him again. They all started clapping as Simon pulled his boxers down, his cock springing free in front of him, rock hard and dripping with pre cum. Brenda reached forward and stroked him quickly, a delicious look in her eyes.

Simon sat back down, the atmosphere now more tense, more expectant than before. Simon spun the bottle. Brenda. They watched quietly as she undid her bra, her breasts swelling forward as they were released, her nipples dark and erect. Tom pulled her to him, kissing her, his hands quickly running over her practically naked body.

Brenda pulled away and spun the bottle, her breasts swaying forward, her ass in the air. Simon stroked his cock as he watched her, oblivious to the others, his eyes locked on her.

At first Simon didn’t realise that the bottle was pointing at him again. But then the others starting chanting.

“Forfeit, forfeit …”

Either Simon had to do something to Patrick, or get him to do something to Marie. Simon looked at her, and then spoke quickly.

“I want Patrick to help Marie out of her dress,” he told them

Marie looked at him quickly, and opened her mouth to speak, but by now Patrick was stood in front of her, holding his hands out to her, his cock clearly visible in his shorts. He grinned at her as he pulled her to her feet. She fell into his arms, and they kissed, the rest of them watching carefully. Marie slipped her hand between them, and as she stepped back, his cock was free, jutting out from above the waistband of his underwear. The tip was wet, the head red and swollen.

Patrick moved to stand behind Marie, his cock resting against her ass as he stood close behind her. She shivered with anticipation as his cock pressed against her, as he ran his hands gently down her body, over her breasts to her tummy, and then onto her hips and down the front of her thighs. She moaned, pressing back against him as he held the hem of her dress and slowly began to inch it upwards.

The room was quiet again as they all watched. Marie’s eyes were half closed, her breathing ragged, as Patrick eased her dress up her legs, so slowly, so sensually. Firstly, her tanned thighs came into view, the skin soft and damp. Simon waited, knowing what was to come. Simon suddenly realised that he was holding his breath, waiting for the others to react as Patrick pulled her dress higher.

They moaned in appreciation as they realised that Marie wasn’t wearing any underwear, and then gasped as they took in the sight of her totally naked mound, of the pale, plump flesh, of her wet, pouting lips, of her engorged clit standing out from its secret hiding place.

Brenda reached past David and gently touched Marie’s naked pussy. Marie sighed at the gentleness of her touch, pushing her hips forward to meet Brenda’s fingers, wanting more. But Brenda sat back on her heels, watching as Patrick pulled Marie’s dress higher still. Her flat belly was uncovered quickly, but then Patrick slowed again, teasing them, teasing Marie.

As the soft curves of the underside of her breasts appeared, Marie reached her arms into the air. Her breasts sprung forward as Patrick swept her dress over her head, her nipples rock hard. Her breasts bounced softly, her nipples pointing at them. Patrick threw her dress to one side, and then – holding her hips – turned her around slowly to show her off to them.

For a moment the bottle was forgotten, but then Marie kissed Patrick and dropped back to her knees, reaching for the bottle. Patrick was just taking his place again when she spun it. The atmosphere in the room had definitely changed as they all watched the bottle.

Patrick. He tore his pants off, wanting to get on with it, his long cock springing free. He spun the bottle again. Tom. He was even quicker. Marie. The chant went up again.

“Forfeit, forfeit …”

She didn’t hesitate.

“I want David to strip Brenda’s knickers off … with his teeth ….”

Brenda leapt to her feet with a squeal, her breasts bouncing as she moved to stand in front of David. Her knickers were tiny, little more than a thong with lace ties at each side. There was already a huge wet patch in the front, the material clinging to her pussy.

David held her hips and leant forward to kiss her mound through her knickers. She sighed, holding his head and pushing against him as he reached for her ass. He turned her around, nibbling and kissing her hips and ass, before tugging at the second tie he came to with his teeth. Brenda’s thong slid slowly down one hip. David nibbled and kissed his way across to the other side, biting gently at her mound through the flimsy material, his tongue poking at her pouting lips.

He tugged at the other tie, his hands on her ass, her knickers falling away from her a little more. She moaned as he crawled around behind her, took the thong between his teeth, and started to pull it downwards. From where they were sat in front of her, they could see Brenda ease her legs apart slightly, but even so as David tugged, her thong dug deeply between her wet, swollen pussy lips. It dragged across her pussy and clit, sending spasms of pleasure through her as David pulled the material down and out from between her legs.

As he crawled back in front of Brenda, her thong hanging from his mouth, she reached for her pussy. But David pushed her hand away, and dropped the knickers at her feet, before placing a soft, lingering kiss on her mound, his tongue flicking inside her. She wriggled and sighed as his tongue teased her briefly, before he took his place back in the circle, a huge grin on his face.

Simon’s cock had felt ready to burst as he had watched David and Brenda’s little show, and he was sure that Patrick and Tom felt the same. They had all been holding our cocks, while Marie had been rubbing her clit, all of them wanting the show to continue.

Patrick grabbed the bottle and spun it again, making sure it stopped pointing at him.

“I think David should finish what he started….”

David quickly moved back in front of Brenda, his tongue reaching out to her pussy even as she pushed her hips forward to meet him. She grabbed him, one hand behind his head pulling him towards her, her other hand on her breasts, rubbing and tugging at her erect nipples.

David drove his tongue into her hot, wet pussy, fucking her with it, sucking on her engorged lips and clit as Brenda held him tight to her, her hips thrust forward, grinding herself onto his face. Her legs felt weak as David’s tongue sent waves of pleasure through her, and she stumbled backwards to sit on the edge of the settee.

Marie stood up, and went to them, pushing Brenda onto her back before leaning across her to suck one taut nipple, and then the other, into her hungry mouth. Simon stood up, his cock rigid in front of me.

“I think Simon should fuck Marie,” Patrick yelled, spinning the bottle wildly.

Simon moved quickly to where Marie was leaning over Brenda, her ass high in the air, her dripping pussy pouting at him from between her wet thighs. Simon rubbed the head of his cock across her hot pussy. As she pressed back against him, moaning into Brenda’s breasts, Simon drove his cock into her, forcing her down harder onto Brenda as he fucked her as fast and as deep as he could.

The girls were crying out now, Marie from the cock driving into her, Brenda from the relentless attention of David’s tongue and fingers. Their cries became muffled as Patrick and Tom climbed onto the bed and fed their cocks into the girl’s eager mouths. Simon watched as Brenda stretched her mouth around Tom’s cock, taking as much of him as she could. Patrick had pulled Marie away from Brenda’s breasts and was fucking her mouth, the two of them quickly hitting a good rhythm as they fucked her from both ends.

Simon knew that none of them would last long, and sure enough it seemed like only seconds later they were crying out, before Simon felt the hot gush of Marie’s juices on his cock, before Tom and Patrick filled the girls mouths, before Brenda filled David’s, before Simon’s cum erupted into Marie’s tight pussy.

The room echoed to their cries as they all came, and then to their harsh breathing as they slumped together on the bed, fighting to get our breath back.

“What about David,” someone asked, realising that he hadn’t cum yet.

David was sat on the floor now, his thick cock still rigid in front of him, poking out the top of his boxers. Brenda dropped onto the floor, and crawled across to him, her ass wiggling as she reached out for his cock. She squeezed his balls through his underwear, and then leant forward to kiss the wet tip of his cock. David leant backwards, his arms behind him, as Brenda ran her tongue hungrily up his shaft.

Marie joined her, kneeling beside Brenda, sharing David’s thick cock with her. They both ran their tongues over his balls and shaft, taking turns to suck on his cock head and balls, the two of them wrapping their tongues around his cock before kissing each other, his cock trapped between them.

Simon was on the floor now, sat beside Tom watching them, while Patrick was still lying on the settee. They all had our rapidly recovering cocks in our hands. Simon and Tom watched, drinking in the sight of their wives swollen pussies begging for attention from beneath their perfect asses, framed by their soft, wet thighs. Moving as one, Simon and Tom leapt forward, their cocks bouncing around wildly.

Simon moved behind Brenda and grabbed her hips. Her pussy seemed to suck his cock into her as soon as the tip touched her. Glancing over, Simon saw Tom’s cock disappearing into Marie’s pussy, her lips stretched around him. Simon held Brenda’s hips and drove his cock into her, pushing her mouth down onto David. Beside him, Tom matched his rhythm as he pounded into Marie, his cock reaching deep inside her.

David’s cries echoed around the room, until Patrick moved to the side of him and fed his cock into his mouth. Simon watched a man sucking a cock for the first time, thinking back to the feel of the tongue on him earlier. For a moment, Simon wondered what it would be like to taste a cock. As if he knew what Simon was thinking, Patrick looked across at him, a grin on his face. A surge of pleasure shot through Simon’s cock at his look, at the thought of sucking his cock.

As Tom and Simon fucked the girls, Patrick fucked David’s mouth, just as David was fucking Brenda and Marie. This time David came first, his cries escaping from around Patrick’s cock as he pumped his cum into Brenda’s waiting mouth.

She pulled away from him and wanked him furiously, watching as his cum spurted into the air before splattering all over her breasts, over Marie. She leant over, David’s cock still in her hand and licked some cum off Marie, sucking her nipples as her hungry mouth moved over her body.

Marie did the same to Brenda, Tom and Simon moving with them, making sure that their cocks stayed deep inside them. Brenda never let go of David’s cock, and amazingly it stayed hard. David stood up, leaving the girls leant over the bed, their asses in the air, their pussies full of cock. Simon was still fucking Brenda, aware of Tom beside him with Marie.

David appeared at his side, his cock in his hand. Simon looked at him, at his cock, hesitating. Simon knew what he wanted, what David wanted, and leant over, letting him feed his cock into his mouth. Beside them, Patrick had his cock in his hand as he watched.

Simon couldn’t take any more, and drove his cock into Brenda, his cum gushing into her as she came, as she cried out. David’s thick cock was still in his mouth, seeming to fill it. As her pussy relaxed, Brenda wriggled away from him, his wet cock slipping from her. She turned and dropped to her knees next to Simon, in front of David. They both sucked his cock, sharing him, licking and sucking his shaft and balls, her hand reaching down to stroke Simon’s still hard cock.

A few feet away, Patrick was fucking Marie’s mouth as Tom fucked her pussy. She had turned over now, and was leant back over the bed, her breasts bouncing as Tom ploughed into her, as she sucked Patrick. As Simon watched, Tom and Patrick changed places, Patrick’s cock sliding easily into Marie’s hot body as she sucked Tom into her mouth.

David pulled Simon’s head around, and started to fuck his mouth, while Brenda cupped and squeezed his balls. David felt huge in his mouth, his cock reaching deep inside Simon. Brenda licked along David’s shaft as Simon sucked him, his tongue lashing across his cock head. Brenda stroked his shaft as he cried out, his cum hitting the back of Simon’s throat just a moment later.

Simon pulled away, gagging, watching as David’s cum spurted out of his cock. Brenda dragged his cock into her mouth, sucking his cum from him while she rubbed her clit frantically, sending her over the edge yet again.

Beside them, the others were crying out, cum and juices seeming to splash everywhere as they came. They all fell back onto the floor, exhausted, slumped together. Simon pulled Marie to me, kissing her gently. Simon looked around at the others, at their nakedness, all of them wanting more.

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Simon eased his seat back on the plane, closing his eyes and settling in for the flight home. A smile crossed his face as memories of the last ten days came flooding back. Beside him, Marie was watching him. She glanced across at Brenda, who was sat the other side of Simon, with Tom the other side of her.

“Bet I know what he’s thinking about,” she whispered.

“And Tom,” Brenda replied, looking across at him.

Marie reached out to Simon, slipping a hand into his lap and feeling the hard bulge there. Brenda’s hand joined her, her other hand reaching out to Tom.

“Yep – should have guessed,” Marie laughed.

“But who can blame them,” Brenda told her, leaning over to give her friend a lingering kiss.

“Where shall we go next year?” she asked with a knowing smile.