Mountain Bawdy

Days 6-8....I Need a Break, but My Body Says No

The next day I spent mostly just laying around the cabin. The previous couple of days had proven to be very fruitful and I was content to take in a little 'R & R'. It was funny though, watching Tom and Dave falling all over themselves chasing after Cheryl and Tiffany. From what I could tell, the girls just teased them all day. I'm sure they knew I had informed the guys about our little romp, and they were playing it up for all it was worth. I guess it could have just been the ladies were enjoying all of the attention they were receiving. For me it was comforting to know I didn't have to put out that kind of effort; at least not the first time around.

The following morning, I was back to my old horny self again and was hoping to get it on with any one of the females. I thought it would be nice to get my d**k inside Tiffany, since I hadn't yet, but I wasn't going to be picky. My hopes were set back a little when Dave and Paul came out on the deck where I was contemplating my day. They explained they were going boating and wanted me to come along. I asked why they hadn't gotten Tom to go with them. They told me he wasn't feeling too good. 'Poor bastard' I thought. At the rate he was going, he was gonna spend half his vacation in bed...alone. Little did I know he and Kelly had cooked up a rendezvous that day. From what Tom told us later, it was quite the experience for him. I decided to go along with the guys. I hadn't spent much time getting to know Paul and I figured we would be back in time for me to take a stab at Tiffany anyway. We loaded a cooler with some grub and a bunch of beer and headed for the dock. Just as we were about to load the boat, Tiffany came running down the dock and asked, "Are you guys going boating?" Silly question, but then again, she is blonde. We told we were and she wanted to know if it would be all right if she and her mom went along. All three of us readily affirmed it would be just fine, and she disappeared back along the dock to fetch Cheryl.

"Maybe they'll do some more nude sunbathing," Tom whispered.

"Do what?" Paul choked out, and I quickly filled him in on my catching the pair in the buff, but I left out the fact that they had sexed me up. Giving Dave a quick gesture to keep him from spilling the beans.

The girls arrived and we set off across the lake, which was pretty fair sized. Still, it only took about 15 minutes to arrive at the far reaches of its banks. We found a nice-looking area that had a clear shore line where we could picnic. We spent the rest of the morning swimming, skiing and horsing around. The girls never stripped, to our chagrin, we still got an eyeful of their sweetness since their bikinis were both tiny little things. We did everything except blatantly ask them to strip, dropping all kinds of hints and innuendos. Dave even went so far as to 'moon' us all at one point. I think he was hoping the girls would return the favor. Even without the females getting naked, it was a fun morning.

Around 11:30 I said I was getting hungry and was going to the bank to get a sandwich. The rest of the crew agreed it was time for lunch. In a few minutes we were all sprawled around the bank wolfing down sandwiches and beverages. After, we just sat around shooting the breeze for about half an hour. Then Tiffany and Cheryl got up and waded into the lake where they began to rough house with each other. I took this as an opportunity to get my hands on them. I jumped up and headed into the lake. It wasn't long before Dave and Paul had joined us. We were all pushing and splashing one another. Then it happened. I was facing Tiffany and had my hands on her wrists, trying to force her to topple over into the water. I felt hands on my hips. Before I realized what was going on, my swimming trunks were jerked downward, exposing everything. I let go of Tiffany and grabbed for my trunks, while twisting to see who the culprit was. It was Cheryl standing behind me and laughing out loud at my dismay.

"You s**t-head!" I spouted as I continued to struggle with my swimsuit.

"Hey! Don't call my mom names," Tiffany chastised before giving me a shove, sending my unbalanced body splashing into the water. Then she and Cheryl descended on me. They worked together, wrenching my trunks the rest of the way off, leaving me totally naked. Tiffany gave my trunks a fling in the direction of Paul and Dave, who were laughing hysterically by this time. Neither offered me any assistance at all. I got to my feet and made a dive at Tiffany just as she tossed my swim wear, hoping to grab them from her. I was too late. Just then an idea popped into my head; turnabout was fair play, right?

So instead of pursuing my clothing, I grabbed for the strings tied on either side of her hips, holding her bikini bottoms together. She began to grab at the strands but I was too quick for her and in a flash I had them both untied. She was clutching the material of the suit and hollered "MOM!" in desperation. Before Cheryl could come to the rescue, I had managed to wrestle the tiny bit of fabric from between the teens clinched thighs. I turned and gave the bottoms a pitch in the general direction of Dave and Paul. I figured if they were just going to stand there, they could be the keepers of the clothes. Both of them were now slack jawed as they watched the bottomless Tiffany floundering to cover herself. I expected to be waylaid by Cheryl at any moment, but to my surprise she just moved past me to where Tiffany was struggling to cover herself.

In a consoling tone she asked her daughter, "Would you feel better if I took mine off too?" Tiffany nodded 'yes' and Cheryl nonchalantly wiggled her bottoms off and tossed them at me with a wink. I smiled back at her, knowing the pair was preparing for another good romp.

"Hey, I'm topless too," I complained.

"So what?" Tiffany shot back.

"Well, I kinda feel like the Lone Ranger," I told her.

Cheryl looked at her and said, "He's right Honey." And without a word, both of them stripped off the tops of their suits as well.

They flung them at me and Tiffany questioned, "Happy now?"

"Gettin' happier," I replied and then turned to Dave and Paul. "What about you guys?" I asked, "Happy now?"

They must have been because both of their swim suits were tented from obvious hard-ons. I just laughed and threw the bikinis at them saying, "Better put these on the bank," then I turned my attention back to the women. I moved toward the pair and put my arms around both of their waists, drawing their naked bodies close to mine. I tilted my head down and began french kissing Tiffany's young mouth. My hands were roaming over the soft flesh of each woman's ass; the feel of their breasts mashing against me had my meat growing rapidly. I finished my kiss with Tiffany and turned toward Cheryl. As I began kissing her, I felt Tiffany slide down my body and then her sweet lips encircled the head of my stiffening d**k. With the teen licking and sucking my c**k, I gave Cheryl a deep and passionate french kiss, our tongues winding around one another.

Our kiss was broken when we heard Dave and Paul splashing up toward us. I craned my neck to see them, both now nude and boners bouncing in front of them, almost running in our direction. "You're in for it now," I quietly told Cheryl.

"I hope so," was all she said before stepping away from me and sidling up to Dave. Immediately one of her hands found his 7" peter and began a slow steady stroking.

Paul stepped up next to me and asked "Mind if I cut in?"

I wasn't exactly high on the idea, but Tiffany slurped off of me. She pulled Paul's member into her eager mouth. Paul's c**k was about the same length as mine, but a bit thinner. He groaned as Tiffany slid her lips over the head and began sucking. Meanwhile, she continued to stroke my hard-on with her hand. Not quite the same thing, but still enjoyable. I watched as the young woman worked steadfast on Paul's pole. She switched back to me, licking and sucking the entire length of my rod. This continued for several minutes, Tiffany alternating between sucking and stroking each of our c***s. It seemed to me she was quite experienced but at times she almost seemed too exuberant. She was bordering on the rough side as she shoved her face down on my prick. All in all, though, she was a pretty good c**k sucker and had Paul and myself moaning and groaning in pleasure.

As much as I was enjoying the little blonde's blow-job, what I really wanted was to get my d**k into her tender young p***y. So, when she released my manhood to give Paul more attention, I moved around behind her. I reached down and tugged at her torso with her responding in a knowing fashion. She raised her ass out of the water where she had been kneeling and quickly assumed a standing but bent over at the waist position. She spread her feet apart a bit further and I had perfect access to her honey pot. I knelt down behind her and spread her ass wide apart in order to give her slit a few quick licks. I resumed my upright stance and positioned my c**k at her entrance. I pushed into her easily, the water and her own juices giving plenty of lubrication. About half way in I was met with a little resistance and backed out just a bit. I pressed into her again and a little deeper. Her canal was tight around my manhood and I didn't want to make her uncomfortable. I once more withdrew. Over the next few minutes, I repeated this process until she was readily accepting my whole c**k into her depths. The feeling was fantastic as I grabbed her hips and began a slow and steady f*****g of this young beauty. At the same time, Paul seemed to be as happy as I was, now that Tiffany was solely focused on blowing him.

I glanced up to find Cheryl and Dave to see what they were doing. Dave was now nearly submerged in the knee-deep water with Cheryl straddling his head. He was busily licking her cunt while she was playing with her heavy t**s, pinching at pulling at her own n*****s. This gave me an idea so I pushed my length completely into Tiffany and, bending over her. I reached around to find her suspended breasts. I mocked her mother's actions, pinching and tugging at her n*****s until she was cooing approval through her d**k filled lips. I know most women like their n*****s played with. They must've been Tiffany's 'hot button', at least one of them. It didn't take long before she was convulsing in orgasmic delight. Her already tight quim clamped down on me even more. It felt like someone was literally squeezing my d**k in their hand with each spasm that raced through her. She released Paul's c**k from her mouth and moaned, "Ohhh...fuck yeah!" then slid him right back in, sucking for all she was worth. Her outburst was enough to set me off and I began pumping my wad deep into her grasping tunnel. At nearly the same time Paul reached his pinnacle and grabbed Tiffany's head, unceremoniously blowing right into her mouth. Reacting quickly, Tiffany pulled off of him and stroked the rest of his c*m out with her hand. Some of the jism arching over her shoulder to land on her back and my arm. Apparently, she wasn't as eager to swallow c*m as Kelly had been a few nights ago.

When we were finished, we just stood there in that position for a couple of minutes, all three of us trying to catch our breath. I again looked over at Dave and Cheryl to find them now fully engaged in a f**k-fest of their own. Cheryl was standing and bent over, much the same as her daughter, with Dave pounding away from behind. I extracted my c*m-covered c**k from the warmth of Tiffany's kitty. She stood up, watching her mom and Dave going at it for a few seconds. Paul dropped back into the water and closed his eyes, still catching his breath.

Tiffany then turned to me and smiled, a big dollop of Paul's c*m still clinging to the corner of her mouth. She wiped it away with her hand and washed the slime off in the water. She put her arms around my neck and pressed her tight young body against me saying, "Mom was right. Nice cock."

"Thanks," I said. "Nice..er...everything," I added with a grin, returning her compliment. She giggled in her schoolgirl tone and put her head on my chest. "Do you think Dave will need any help getting your mom off?" I wondered out loud.

"Well I don't know if he will need any, but helping sure would be fun," the girl replied with yet another giggle.

The two of us moved over to where Dave was still stabbing in and out of Cheryl's t**t. I could tell he was about ready to bust a nut. Tiffany and I got right to work to help Cheryl get off. I began by grabbing Cheryl's big swaying t**s. Tiffany headed for her mom's lower regions. She slid her hand under and up into the older woman's crotch where, I'm sure, she found a swollen c**t to tweak. I knelt down and pulled Cheryl's D-cup breasts to my mouth and started sucking and gently biting her extended n*****s. She didn't react immensely to the new treatment she was receiving but it was still visible we were having an effect on her. We continued our work for a few more minutes and with a loud groan, Dave pulled out and shot his load of c*m all over Cheryl's back and ass. As he stepped back slightly, Tiffany scrambled further under her mom's body and leaned her head back, pushing between Cheryl's thighs. Cheryl spread her legs to accommodate the welcome invasion and the teen began lapping hungrily at the older woman's cunt. It was only a matter of moments before Cheryl went off with her own exploding orgasm, rocking back on Tiffany's face. She shook and shuddered, running her hands over the blonde's body. It was a d**k stiffening sight; even though I had just popped my load, I found myself getting hard again. When Cheryl's body ceased its spasmodic dance above Tiffany, she straightened up and opened her eyes. Seeing my nearly completely hard d**k, she barked mockingly, "Whoa, there! Down Boy," and then chuckled a bit.

As she moved away from Tiffany, I could see a goodly portion of Dave's jism had slid down Cheryl's butt and made a considerable mess on the girl's forehead and in her hair. She ran her fingers through the gooey substance and chided humorously, "Thanks a lot Mom!" before dipping her head into the water to wash away the s****l residue. After she was confident she was thoroughly cleansed, the five of us moved back to the shore where our belongings were. We all stretched out on blankets and towels, not bothering with any clothes, to rejuvenate our spent libidos.

After slumbering for an hour or so we began gathering our things preparing to head back to the cabin. I found my trunks and pulled them on, as did Dave and Paul. The two women, however, remained in the nude, much to our delight. They stayed that way the whole boat ride back up the lake, basking in the warm afternoon sun. When we arrived at the dock, they finally decided they should put something on. They had each brought a long T-shirt with them and after climbing out of the boat, slipped them over their heads with nothing underneath. I really didn't see the point, but I guess they didn't want to take any chances of making anyone unhappy by parading around in the buff. Personally, I would have been happier if they'd left well enough alone.

Later that evening I happened to be alone with Mark, the football player. "Lucky fucker," he said as he neared me.

Not sure what he was talking about, I inquired, "Huh?" in my most intelligent voice.

"I was out on the deck when you guys pulled up in the boat this afternoon," he told me. "I saw those two hot chicks get out naked," he went on. I just kind of stood there wondering if he was pissed off about it or just lustfully jealous of my good fortune. Then he chuckled and said, "Lucky fucker," again.

I breathed a little sigh of relief and replied, "Yeah, it was a fun trip."

"I bet it was," Mark returned, adding, "I'd like to stick my d**k in that little blonde's p***y for a while."

His remark seemed like a genuine yearning but I figured this guy probably had women all over him all the time. "I bet you get plenty of hot chicks," I stated.

"Not really," he said almost pitifully. He proceeded to tell me how, between the season and training, he was either too busy or too tired to enjoy the ladies.

Our conversation continued on for a few minutes with more of the same type of banter. I filled him in on just how hot the two females had been. I told the whole tale of how they had taken on Dave, Paul and me. I also told him just how sweet Tiffany's p***y was, in great detail. By the time I was finished I'd bet his mouth was watering and he probably had a b***r, but I wasn't going to check.

"s**t, man! You are one lucky fucker," he reminded me again. I decided not to tell him about the earlier encounter I’d experienced with Cheryl and Tiffany. I certainly wasn't going to tell him about Kelly. Of course, for all I knew she might have already done him and given him the same speech she had me. For some reason, I had a feeling she hadn't gotten around to Mark just yet.

The following morning Tom, Dave and I announced we were going hiking for the day and asked if anyone wanted to join us. Tiffany was the only taker, saying she needed to get a little exercise. Instantly my mind began drawing pictures of us screwing this little honey out in the woods. I had to, yet again, concentrate on keeping myself calm. After all, there was no guarantee she had any intention of taking on all three of us. I knew the possibility existed and the fact excited me. What I had expected to be an already nice day in the wilderness just took a turn for the better. Tom and Dave were also more than happy to have some female company on the journey.

Before we got underway, we had some breakfast and cleaned up our mess. As I made a trip to the kitchen, I was approached by Cheryl. "Be gentle with my little girl," she whispered to me, confirming my suspicions of why Tiffany wanted to go with us.

"Not to worry," I replied in an equally hushed tone.

Glancing over her shoulder to see if anyone was looking, Cheryl put her hand on my crotch and started rubbing. The thoughts of Tiffany's intentions enhanced by Cheryl's attention had me growing a bulge I wouldn't be able to hide. Reluctantly, I had to remove her hand from my manhood. She just grinned and let her robe fall open, exposing her naked body underneath, knowing how difficult she was making it for me. It was all I could do to regain my composure and keep myself from getting a full-blown hard-on.

As she retied her robe, Cheryl moved closer and whispered, "Maybe we can go skinny dipping or something later on." She gave me a kiss on the cheek and walked away. It was shaping up to be a memorable day.

After I had a few minutes to get myself together, the four of us gathered our things and set out on a trail none of us had yet explored. It led up the mountain, beyond the cabin in the opposite direction of the lake. Up until now we had only walked the trails wounding around the lake and its immediate area. We hiked for some time before we ever got to an area that wasn't densely wooded, but when we broke out of the trees the view was spectacular.

There were surrounding mountains to set a perfect frame against the blue sky. There were green grassy areas interrupted by boulders jutting up through the ground. The air was clear and the sun was warm as we crossed out of the tree line and into the meadow. It made you feel like you were walking into a painting or something. I almost expected Julie Andrews to pop out and break into "The Sound of Music" at any moment.

We had only gone a couple of hundred feet with Tiffany leading the way when she just stopped in her tracks, reached behind her began tugging at the ties holding her halter top in place. When they came free, she pulled the flimsy garment away from her chest and tossed it over her shoulder. The fabric landed at my feet. I bent to retrieve the garment and when I raised up, she was looking back at me with a sly grin. Tom and Dave were now standing alongside and I held the halter out in front of me like a trophy. The other guys weren't aware Tiffany had begun to disrobe until then.

"I hope you guys don't mind if I hike in the nude for a while," the girl quipped as she started to wiggle her tight denim shorts over her hips. We assured her it was all right with us and she continued to strip out of her cut-offs, tossing them our way as well. Now totally naked except for her hiking shoes and a ball cap, Tiffany resumed her march along the trail. Dave and I looked at each other and just smiled. This event wasn't as much of a shock to us. Tom hadn't had the opportunity to take in the naked charms of the teen, until now. He just stood there, slack jawed, watching her cute little ass as it swayed up the trail ahead.

I prodded him, laughing a little bit, and asked, "Sweet isn't it?" He responded with a dumbfounded nod and I teased him even more by saying, "It tastes as sweet as it looks too!" He just groaned and pushed ahead of us to get a better view.

At that moment Tiffany stopped and turned around to face us. "What are you guys waiting for?" she asked. Tom, now faced with a full-frontal view, again froze. I thought for a moment he might plop his c**k out and start stroking away. I couldn’t blame the guy, she’s gorgeous. The girl turned, resuming the hike. The three of us lurched forward in pursuit of her just as she topped a small incline and started to disappear beyond its crest. We hurriedly moved along the trail to catch up with her, me still clutching her clothing in my hand. With Tom leading the way and Dave hot on his heels, we caught up to her in no time. It was kind of comical watching Dave and Tom jockeying for position, each of them wanting a better view of the little beauty ahead. I knew we were going to get a much closer look at her before the day was over. Nevertheless, you would have thought neither one of them had ever seen a naked woman before. Of course, it isn't every day you get a chance to see something this young and this sweet in the buff, I guess I can understand their excitement. We hiked on for another half an hour or so until we came to another wooded area. Tiffany stopped just short of the trees and stretched, reaching her arms straight above her head and interlocking her fingers, palms facing the sky. Her lithe back arched and her ass cheeks clenched tightly together. She bent forward at the waist, reaching all the way to her toes with her outstretched fingers. This was an inviting pose. I had to wonder if she was genuinely stretching her muscles or if she were simply putting on a little tease show for us. My guess would be the latter. Either way, Tom and Dave were getting an eyeful of this little honey. Of course I turned my head and looked the other way....NOT! Even though I had already sampled her treasures, I was nearly as eager as the other two guys to get my hands on her, and I wasn't waiting any longer.

I moved past Tom and Dave to where Tiffany was doing her stretching routine. As I stepped toward her, she straightened up and looked at me with her schoolgirl smile. I gave her ass a quick, light smack and said, "You're a naughty girl."

She turned to face me and questioned, "Whatever are you talking about?"

I put my arms around her and grabbed her tight little butt with both hands. "Just what are your intentions, young lady?" I mockingly asked, already knowing the answer. We were just far enough away from the other two they couldn't hear our conversation. "Do you plan on f*****g all three of us?" I posed, with a little more serious tone.

"That depends," she replied.

"On what?" I wondered.

"On whether or not you all three can get your d***s hard," she stated as she looked up at me with a grin.

"Well, if I had to bet, I'd say that Tom's probably already is," I informed her.

"Let's find out!" she giggled and turned toward him.

Breaking free from my ass-grabbing, she strode right up to Tom and began undoing his hiking shorts. Within seconds she had them unfastened and, along with his briefs, down to mid-thigh. He did indeed have a raging hard-on. His prick pointed straight out from his body. Tiffany wasted no time and immediately squatted in front of him, flipped the ball cap off her head. She took his throbbing b***r into her tender young mouth. Tom's eyes closed. His head tilted back in ecstasy as she set to work on what I knew was a great blow-job. Dave, seeing what was taking place, began stripping out of his clothing. In a flash he was standing there buck naked. I took the initiative to make things a bit more comfortable. I dug into my backpack, pulling out a thin blanket I always carry when hiking. I spread it on the ground directly behind Tiffany and set about removing my own clothes. Tiffany pulled free of Tom's c**k and slid backward onto the blanket, Tom following closely, his wet d**k just inches from her face. I watched as she kicked off her shoes and resumed with Tom, rising to her knees before him.

Dave stepped forward onto the blanket, now stroking his firm 7" in anticipation of her attention. "My turn," he said as he pushed his pecker toward the sucking lips of the girl.

Like she had done in the lake with Paul and me, Tiffany switched off and took Dave into her mouth. She continued to stroke on Tom as she worked up and down Dave's turgid rod. I decided it was too crowded in front and dropped down onto the blanket, on my knees, behind Tiffany. I nestled my own hard c**k tightly against her ass and reached around her body, grasping a breast with each hand. I began kissing and gently biting her shoulders as I massaged each breast, tweaking her stiff n*****s from time to time. After a few minutes of this, I let my right-hand slide down her lean torso and pushed it between her slightly parted thighs. She shifted to give me more room so could I found her c**t with my fingertips. Still playing with her left tit, I began strumming away at her love button. I dipped my fingers farther down and found her open p***y as wet as I have ever felt one. I worked a finger into her nearly dripping hole and wiggled in and out a few times, causing her to moan deep in her throat. I squeezed a bit more sharply on her n****e and she let out a gasp and ground her cunt on my hand. To say the least, Tiffany was an amazing girl. In all my experiences with women, I've never met another who could get off as easy, or as often, as she could. I had a sense if I kept up what I was doing, I could make her c*m in a couple of minutes. I decided to keep her waiting just a little longer. We were just getting started, after all, and I wanted to make sure I got a chance to get my d**k into her as well.

I removed my arms from around her and scooted back a few inches. Then I turned around so I could lay down on my back. Scooting forward, I lifted Tiffany's ass in my hands and lowered her flowing p***y right onto my face. Again, she shifted her body to accommodate me and I began licking for all I was worth. Her sweet nectar tasted so good I would have been content to spend the rest of the afternoon eating her out. I looked up and watched as she licked and sucked each of the men above me. Their c***s disappearing and then reappearing from her face in turn. I reached up to once more find Tiffany's boobs, returning to the prior massaging and tweaking technique. Only this time I was a bit more intense. I decided I was going to make her c*m on my face again, as she had the day on the mini beach with Cheryl. Alternating between pinching and pulling her n*****s, I worked her young t**s over as I jabbed my tongue deep into her v****a. Pausing only briefly to flick the tip over her swollen c******s. Her moans and groans became more intense and I could tell that she was close. Her hips were swiveling above me and her abdomen was beginning to twitch. I gave her n*****s one last, even harder, pinch and then pulled them straight out. Simultaneously twisting them while I sucked on her c**t below. That was all she needed and started bucking on my face as her orgasm wracked her body.

Her mouth never left Tom's hard-on as her head thrashed about and I guess the motion was more than he could stand. He groaned like a bear and announced, very loudly, he was going to c*m. Tiffany let his tool pop out of her mouth and began stroking it rapidly. I glanced up to see a thick white jet of goo fly out of his d**k and land squarely on the teen's face. Another stream sprang free, but this time coming to rest on her chest, and another, smaller wad, landed right next to my face on her left thigh. She continued to pull on his shaft, milking the remaining few drops out onto her hand and wrist. This all took place while her climax continued to have her wiggling and grinding on my tongue. As the girl's orgasm subsided, I felt her body shudder a final time and she raised up to let me escape from beneath her. As I got to my feet, Tom took a couple of steps backward and came to rest against a large rock, panting like he'd just ran a sprint. Tiffany dropped back to her knees and took Dave's prick into her mouth again, but only briefly. She released him, leaned back and was quickly laying on her back with her legs spread wide, knees up, and p***y gaping open invitingly. Dave wasted no time. In a matter of seconds was between her legs, driving his steel-hard shaft into the tender depths of the teenager. She was still panting from her orgasm, so I gave her a few moments to catch her breath. As if she could with Dave pounding in and out of her. I took up a position next to her head. The nimble youth quickly canted her head and took my manhood into her mouth, sucking the pre-c*m off before launching into full action. We maintained this position for several minutes and I again gave Tiffany's titties my attention. I wanted to slide my hand between her and Dave to get at her c**t, but didn't think he would appreciate the intrusion. Besides as hard as he was f*****g her, I'm sure her love button was getting plenty of stimulation.

After a couple more minutes, I could tell the angle her head was in was becoming bothersome and uncomfortable. I pulled away from her sucking lips and leaned down to start suckling her n*****s. I alternated back and forth, with increasing vigor, wondering if I could get her off again so soon. I didn't have to wait long to find out. With a howl, she began convulsing in orgasmic delight. Her back arched up and remained there for a few seconds before she started bucking wildly against Dave's thrusts. Her blonde hair was whipping around my head as I continued to suck on her n*****s, attempting to increase her pleasure. When she could stand no more, her hands went to my head and forced me to pull away from her heaving chest. Through her squeals of delight, I heard Dave moaning and exclaim, "Ohhh... sssshhhhittt!" I leaned back and watched as he withdrew from the depths of Tiffany's cunt and began squirting his seed all over her abdomen. I'm rather glad she had made me stop sucking her breasts because a good amount of Dave's c*m landed between and on the teen's t**s. When he was finished, he got to his feet and stumbled backward to the same rock where Tom was resting. I looked down at Tiffany, her eyes closed and out of breath, her body still twitching from the last climax. She was a mess, sweating and c*m streaked from the other men's eruptions, but I was still ready to take her.

I was going to let her rest and calm down a little before I made an advance on her. She didn't want to wait. To my surprise, she opened her eyes and said in a sultry voice, "f**k me Mike. And make me c*m again." She didn't have to tell me twice. I was between her thighs in a flash and swiftly sank my entire d**k into her. "Ohhh..."she cooed as I began long slow strokes in and out of her gushing p***y. Her juices were flowing so freely; within five or six strokes they were literally coating my balls. Each thrust into her squeezed more and more sweet nectar out and within minutes both of our groins were wet from her secretions. I leaned back on my haunches, my shaft about half way in her. I started rubbing her c**t with my thumb. Each time I passed over the swollen nub, her body jerked and quivered, whimpers escaping her lips. "Oooo....fuck me, f**k me," she encouraged, "Bite my n*****s, Mike. Make me cum." She was randy as hell now and I was loving it. I complied with her requests and leaned forward again, driving my f**k-stick even deeper into her. Using my hand, I wiped away most of the c*m Dave had deposited on her chest.  I smeared the goo on the blanket. She reached up and put her arms around my neck, weakly pulling me down toward her t**s. I set to work sucking and nibbling at the tender buds of flesh. I could taste the salty remains of the ejaculate I had wiped away, but I didn't let that stop me. I think I wanted her to c*m again as much as she wanted to, maybe more. "Yes...Ohh....Yes.....Harder," she egged me on. My c**k was jabbing her at a substantial pace and I was concentrating hard on her now visibly swollen, red n*****s. There was an almost continual string of grunts, groans, squeals and whimpers coming from her now. I could feel her firm young body shaking beneath me. I felt she was on the verge of yet another orgasm. I started to really pound her p***y and she grunted between the thrusts, "Oh.. Yes... Fuck... Me... Bite... Me... Make... Me... c*m-MM-MM!"

My teeth began to work over the entire area of both her breasts. I wasn’t really being gentle. I wasn't trying to hurt her either. I figured she would stop me if I did; I was simply trying to comply with her desires. I guess I did.

 After only a short time she screamed out, "Ahhhh...ggggodd!" and began to quake underneath me. Her arms and legs locked around my body and she humped me like there was no tomorrow. Breathlessly she choked out, "YES...YES...YESSSS!!!" and squealed through what must have been a mind-bending orgasm. I wouldn't have been surprised if the top of her head had come right off. She thrashed around under me for a good thirty seconds before coming to a panting rest. Still, her body jerked in small tremors for a couple of minutes afterward while I lay there with my hard d**k buried to the hilt in her steamy box. I thought quite possibly I might get the short end of the stick on this one, since she didn't seem to be in any shape to finish me off. I considered just going ahead and pounding into her until I finished, but just then she opened her eyes and gave me her cute little schoolgirl grin. "Wow. That was amazing," she sighed. "Come up here and let me finish you off," she whispered.

I pulled my juice-covered c**k out of her and clambered up to straddle her chest. She quickly leaned her head forward and sucked my d**k into her mouth. Of course, I knew she didn't mind the taste of p***y. After all, I'd seen her eat out her mom just a couple of days earlier. Still a little breathless, she worked on my manhood like a trooper. She sucked me hard and fast, soft and slow, pausing to lick and suck just the head of my blood-engorged p***s. The feeling was incredible as my prick pushed against the roof of her mouth. I knew it wouldn't take much of this before I was ready to blast my load on her. My semen would take its place with Dave and Tom's. Her hands were now behind me grasping at my butt. I just watched as my shaft slid in and out of her lips, over and over. Her skills had me on the verge in a matter of minutes and I was moaning my approval. "I'm.. I'm gonna c*m!" I groaned, expecting her to pull free from my rod, but to my surprise and delight, she didn't. In fact, she tightened her grip on my ass and drew me closer to her. I couldn't hold back and began dumping my load into her mouth. Her head jerked a little as the first salty blast escaped my d**k. She sucked harder and with more resolve as I continued to unload. When I was done, she let my c**k slip free of her mouth and swallowed my seed.

Looking up she smiled and hoarsely said "Only on special occasions and with special people." I'm certainly glad I qualified!

I leaned to the side, rolling off and laid down next to the girl. We were both out of breath and exhausted; I expect her more than myself. After a few minutes of recovery time I turned on my side. I propped myself up on one elbow, head in hand. I looked at Tiffany and she seemed to be in a slumber. Her body still sweaty, with gooey patches of smeared c*m in various locations. Her breasts were pink and a bit swollen from my treatment. There were a couple of places teeth marks were evident. If you had just stumbled upon her, you could have gotten the idea she had been r***d. Of course, that was not the case since she had initiated the whole affair. I couldn't resist touching her. I reached out with my left hand, placing it on her flat stomach. I slowly rubbed the spunk into her skin. I let my fingers move upwards, toward her abused breasts. Ever so lightly, I ran the tips over her n*****s which were still hard as rocks. Her body jerked and she drew a sharp breath followed by a guttural "Mmmnn". She didn't try to stop me or even open her eyes. I wondered if the poor thing had passed out and was simply reacting to my touch. I found out she was indeed awake and aware of what I was doing.

 She dreamily said, "You better be careful or you'll get me started again."

I couldn't believe she was still willing after the royal f*****g we, at least Dave and I, had just given her.  She seemed she was game. Even though Tiffany's comment made me curious as to how much more she could take, I relented and let her rest. To tell the truth, I was worn out myself. As I looked over at Dave and Tom, they didn't appear to be ready to go again any time soon. Besides, we had a long hike back and I sure as hell didn't want to get caught out here after dark. I just rolled over and closed my eyes in search of a little recuperation before we had to set off on our return to the cabin. After about ten minutes, Tiffany and I both sat up and began to look for our clothing. I pulled her halter and shorts out of my backpack. I handed them to her along with a canteen of water. She took a long drink from it and used a little to wash away the sticky c*m clinging to her soft skin. Meanwhile, I pulled my shorts over my ass and sticky c**k, not bothering to clean up at all. I figured I'd just take a shower when we got back. Tom and Dave were both already dressed by this time. They picked up the blanket and began folding it as I helped Tiffany tie her halter top.

 "We better get a move on guys," she said and like nothing had happened, started back down the trail home.

Upon our return to the cabin, I grabbed a quick shower to wash the s*x and trail grime off of my body. Wrapping a towel around my waist, I exited the bathroom and walked the ten or so feet to my room. Once inside I gave the door a little kick, closing it, and finished drying with the towel from around my waist. I was through toweling off and dropped onto my bed, face down and still nude. My intention was to just lay there and relax for a few minutes, then get dressed and head downstairs for a pre-dinner brew. I remember going over the happenings of the day in my mind and thinking about how tired I was from those events. The hike combined with the s*x had taken more of a toll on me than I had at first thought. The next thing I knew was the feel of firm, graceful hands moving over my naked body. Once I was awake enough to realize what was going on, my eyes snapped open to find Cheryl kneeling beside the bed.

"Nice butt," she snickered.

"What's going on?" I sleepily questioned.

She explained it was almost supper time and she had come to fetch me. "I knocked on your door and when I got no response, I peeked in to see if you were sleeping," she said. "When I saw you laying there naked, I just couldn't resist having a little fun," she confessed, still running her hand over my ass cheeks and lower back.

"Well, you're the best alarm clock I've had for a while..." I said, "Do you run on batteries or do you need to be wound up?" I joked.

"Oh you definitely have to wind me up!" she said laughingly.

I closed my eyes again and smiled, thinking about the fun of 'winding her up'. At just that moment, I heard a swoosh of air and felt her hand smack down, fairly hard, on my butt. It smarted a bit and I jerked around, rolling my ass away from her.

I snapped, "Hey! What in the hell was that for?"

"I told you to be gentle with my little girl," she said, very matter-of-factly. "I saw the bite marks," she added.

"That wasn't my idea," I stammered in my own defense. "She asked me... No, she nearly begged me to do it," I continued, a twinge of panic running through the pit of my stomach.

"Yeah, I know," she chuckled, bringing me a quiet sigh of relief. "When she gets really excited, especially with someone she really likes, she does gets overly stimulated," Cheryl explained.

"She's hard to deny," I offered, with the woman nodding in agreement.

She reached out to find my soft c**k, which was now facing her, and said, "Speaking of 'hard'..." Her fingers encircled my tool and she began to softly pull on me. Instantly, the blood began to fill my shaft and I started to swell in her hand. "How about you meet me tonight at around ten o'clock down on the dock?" she questioned.

"How about you get naked and we skip supper?" I replied hopefully, my d**k getting harder by the second.

She leaned forward and took the head of my c**k into her mouth, licking and sucking gently for a moment. She abruptly pulled away and stood up, saying, "No, I'm hungry... For real food." She grabbed a pair of cargo shorts from my open suitcase and tossed them to me. "Get up... Oh sorry, guess you already are," she laughed. "Let me rephrase that...Get dressed and let's go eat supper," she smirked, adding, "Just meet me tonight."

The rest of the evening seemed to drag by, of course. I couldn't focus on anything going on around me, with my mind wandering to thoughts what’s awaiting me later. Finally, I looked at my watch and it read 9:45; 'Almost time' I thought. I was right in the middle of a game of pool with Dave and couldn't just walk out without raising suspicions. So, I had to finish the game. With neither of us being exactly skilled, it took us another twenty minutes to finish the game. It was now 10:05 and I made a quick excuse I had to take a piss so I could get the hell out of there. To keep up appearances, I went straight to the half bath just off the kitchen and emptied my bladder. I snuck out and down the steps to the lake path.

As I worked my way along the path I wondered if I was too late. My hope was Cheryl's "ten o'clock" was a general term and not a concrete deadline. It was a bit darker out tonight than it had been the night Kelly had first approached me, but the moon was still fairly bright. I had no trouble seeing my immediate surroundings, yet it was difficult to make things out more than ten or fifteen feet from me.

As I neared the dock, I could see a bulky figure toward the end and I was pleased to see Cheryl was still there. Walking further down the dock it looked as though she were laying on her side, facing the water. When I got close enough to really see the figure, what I saw were two bodies, not just one, nude and locked in a passionate 69. It was obvious the women were Cheryl and Kelly because both heads were plumed with dark hair. I stripped down to my birthday suit tossed my shirt on the wooden surface. I sat down next to the women.

Cheryl, who was on the bottom, lowered her face from Kelly's snatch and welcomed me by saying, "Since you weren't here on time, we decided to start without you."

"I can see that," I replied, my c**k beginning to stir.

Without another word Cheryl resumed her prior activity, lapping away at Kelly's cunt. I turned onto my side and reclined, propping myself on one elbow. As I watched the two girls hungrily eat each other, I started took my time, almost unconsciously, stroke my p***s. Within a couple of minutes, I was hard as a rock and growing a bit restless. Don't get me wrong, I enjoy watching chicks go down on each other as much as anyone, but I wanted in on the action.

Getting to my knees, I moved around until I was behind Kelly, straddling Cheryl's head. She must have sensed my presence because she lowered her head and looked up at me. I fed the head of my d**k into her willing mouth; she sucked on me for a few moments. Releasing me from her mouth, she reached up with her hand and guided me toward Kelly's ready p***y. I wiggled forward and started to entered the folds of her v****a. Pushing into her until my schlong was about 2/3 buried in her. I put my hands on her hips for stability and began to glide in and out of her at a steady pace. Meanwhile, Cheryl had resumed her licking and sucking action. Not only working on Kelly, but the underside of my c**k and balls as well. The sensation was wonderful. I could have stayed this way a whole lot longer than I was allowed. I pleasured Kelly for about five minutes and she pulled away from me, slipping off my shaft and standing up. My pecker bobbed above Cheryl's face a few times before she again took me into her mouth. She sucked and slurped the coating of p***y juice from me. She too pulled away and got to her feet. Taking Kelly's hand, the pair took a couple of running steps and jumped into the lake. They were splashing and laughing, leaving me on my knees with my hard-on poking into nothing but air. I scrambled to my feet and followed the females into the warm, dark water. We played and groped one another for the next half hour or so. At one point I was finger f*****g both girls simultaneously while they played with each other’s breasts.

Kelly said, "I've got an idea...."

She went on to playfully challenge Cheryl to a contest where they would take turns going below the surface, to blow me under water. Whichever of them could fellate me the longest would be the winner. I had never been sucked on under water before and this new feeling was incredible. They alternated back and forth several times. I couldn't tell who was down there longer. My mind was too focused on the pleasure of the situation to worry about counting the time. Ultimately, I declared them both winners and they seemed satisfied, for the moment anyway. Soon we were back on the dock and I was ready to stick my d**k back into one of the women. I had already been inside of Kelly, so I decided to go for Cheryl first. She was laying on her back catching her breath from the contest and I took advantage of her prone position. I stepped between her feet and knelt down, swiftly inserting my rod into her wet and waiting p***y. Kelly moved to a squatting position just beyond Cheryl's head and leaned forward on her knees. She started pinching and pulling at Cheryl's n*****s, stretching upward on her heavy breasts. I was getting into a fairly strong rhythm, plunging all of me into her hole and withdrawing until just the very tip remained inside. Her body was moving to and fro under my pounding. Pretty soon Kelly availed herself of this movement by drawing her furry cunt onto Cheryl's face. As she crouched above Cheryl's working tongue, Kelly resumed fondling and teasing the older woman's breasts. This only went on two or three minutes until Kelly extracted her bush from Cheryl's face. She spun around and straddled the naked body below us, on all fours. Looking back over her shoulder, she beckoned, "f**k me too." as she pushed her ass toward me.

I pulled free from the depths of Cheryl's slit and placed my c**k-head at the glistening entrance of Kelly's. I pushed forward and at the same time she pushed back, driving my erection deep into her. I once more began long, hard strokes, although I couldn't go quite as deep as I had in Cheryl. The awkwardness of having both women before me prevented my full movement and restricted the amount of penetration I was able to provide. I alternated back and forth between the two women for the next several minutes, Kelly fingering whoever I wasn't f*****g at the time. Cheryl was working over Kelly's t**s with her hands. Before long we were nothing more than a sweaty pile of grunting, groaning, lusty flesh. Finally, as I was pumping away at Kelly, her hand went to her own c**t and she began to wring herself rapidly. I could tell she was nearly home and pounded her that much harder. Sure enough, within a matter of moments, her hips began to buck. She buried her head in Cheryl's chest with a loud "Unnghh...Uhnnghh....MMMmmm." Immediately upon the cessation of her bucking, I withdrew from her still spasming channel and drove my meat back into Cheryl, knowing I was closing in on my own orgasm. As I continued assaulting Cheryl, Kelly rolled off and stretched out beside her. Her head hovering over the jiggling t**s of the horny woman. She began sucking and biting at the n*****s and slipped a hand into my partner's crotch to join my slamming d**k. I could feel her fingers working on Cheryl's c**t. They separated and slipped lower. A finger on each side of my c**k, as she pressed down on Cheryl's v****a. She increasing the pressure around my pistoling tool, drawing me ever nearer to release. It must've had the same effect on Cheryl. Just as I was moaning out my announcement, I was cumming, Cheryl squeezed down on my d**k and arched her back, letting out a deep, throaty groan of her own. My jism started to surge into Cheryl's clenching p***y. But my weakened legs and a rocky stance caused me to lose my balance before I was finished unloading. As my position faltered, my manhood began slipping from her, the last of my spunk was deposited just within the confines of her labia. I couldn't regain my stability and ended up needing to move away from the woman for fear of falling right on top of her. I finally came to rest on my haunches a few feet from my original position.

As I looked at Cheryl, I could see the concluding moments of her climax had squeezed some c*m out and it was dribbling down her slit. I watched in amazement as Kelly hotfooted between Cheryl's legs and started lapping up my man-juice. She ate Cheryl for several minutes, encouraging her to push more of my spunk out. It was, maybe, the most erotic sight I have ever witnessed. Afterward we all three jumped in the lake again, to cool off and clean up before we went back to the cabin. We splashed and teased each other for a few minutes. We climbed back onto the dock, realizing none of us had thought of brung a towel. So, without being able to dry ourselves, and not wanting to wrestle clothes over our wet skin we decided 'the hell with it' and began to walk toward the cabin totally nude.

"Everyone here, except Mark, has seen me naked anyway," Kelly rationalized.

"So he's the only one left?" I questioned, remembering her pledge to do everyone before we departed.

"Yep," she responded with a smile.

It was the same for me, and Cheryl confided Tom was the only person she hadn’t been with in the buff. As we continued up the path, Kelly quietly questioned Cheryl on her experience with Mark. I couldn't really hear their conversation, except for bits and pieces. I did make out Cheryl saying, "He's hung but not very graceful..." leading me to believe what he'd told me about not being with a whole lot of women.

Upon reaching the cabin, we strode up the steps and went inside, stark naked, not really expecting to see anyone at this late hour. As we entered, the lights were all still on, which was a bit unusual. We normally left a light on in the hallway in case someone needed to make a midnight fridge run, but that was all. We were trying to be quiet. Not to avoid being seen, rather just being polite. As we started to pass the large doorway to the activity room, we all froze in our tracks, astounded at what we saw. On the sofa was Tiffany, her back to us and unaware we were there. She was impaling herself on Mark's huge black c**k. We silently watched while she rode up and down on his massive shaft. Cheryl was right; He was definitely hung. So hung, in fact, his monster meat was lewdly stretching her young p***y. His hands were holding firmly to her tiny waist and it was obvious he wasn't aware of our presence either. Both of them were making various "oohing" and "aahhhing" sounds barely audible to us.

I went into the kitchen, got three beers from the refrigerator and twisted the caps off. I returned to the hallway and handed each women a brew. We stood there for a brief period, drinking beer and watching the show. Pretty soon, Tiffany's hands went to her chest and I knew she was teasing her own, probably still tender breasts. It was only a few moments later she began lurching in orgasmic bliss. This was rapidly followed by Mark's voice saying, "Here I come baby," and with a grunt he began to spew his load into the teen's depths. She continued to bounce on his pulsating member. His c*m became clearly evident to us as it escaped her confines in contrast to his ebony d**k.

When they finally came to a rest, Cheryl lauded, "Nice show darling."

Tiffany's head snapped around to see the three of us, still naked of course, standing in the doorway. I glanced at Mark and the look on his face was priceless. It was a mixture of panic and confusion. I found out later from him, his first thought was Cheryl was pissed and had brought reinforcements. Then he realized we were naked and he couldn't quite figure that out. I have to give the guy a break; There's no way his brain could have been functioning correctly with all of the blood it must take to fill up that huge stick he carries around.

We moved into the room and the girls plopped down on either side of Mark. They began running their hands over his muscular chest and Cheryl asked, "How was my little girl?"

Mark shyly replied, "HOT!" and we all laughed out loud. All of us except for Tiffany, that is. She let out her schoolgirl giggle, still mounted atop Mark's softening, but nonetheless formidable, c**k. Kelly put her head on Mark's shoulder and handed him her half full bottle of beer. He quickly downed it and reached over to set the bottle on a nearby table.

Tiffany asked, "How long have you guys been watching?"

I retorted, "Long enough to know you've been a bad, bad girl," which brought ready agreement from Cheryl and Kelly.

As she extracted herself from Mark's pole, the blonde snipped, "Well, it looks to me like you three have been baaadd too." Again, we all laughed at the situation and her remark. It had been an interesting day.