Date: Sun, 11 Aug 2002 19:01:37 -0700
From: eaeiii@att.net
Subject: Vacation 8

Sleeping soundly in the guest room after the most unbelievable day of my
life, my body was filled with a more-than-satisfied sensation.  I had cum
countless times, having had sex with my roommate's mother, her neighbor, my
roommate and his best friend.  I had learned that my mouth was a sensual
sexual organ.  Same with my ass.  I loved having a cock in my throat with
another in my ass while my own was being attended to by a mouth, an ass, a
pussy, a tongue or a hand.

But there were no conscious thoughts or dreams as I slept.  Only the
railroad spike of a hardon that accompanies any eighteen-year-old in his
sleep accompanied me.

My mind didn't hear the door to the guest room open.  Neither did it sense
someone sitting on the mattress next to me.

I did awaken to a hand on my shoulder, gently urging me back to
consciousness.

It was my roommate John.

"I tried to go to sleep," he said.  "But I had so many thoughts and
emotions running through my mind I just couldn't."

At college it seemed like John got laid almost every weekend - sometimes
twice or more - and now he was telling me that he was bothered by the hot
sex of the afternoon.

I could understand that fucking his mother for the first time might have
been a mind-blower.  But she had wanted it, and so had he - at least that's
what his raging cock had said as he plowed it into her.

I could even understand how he might have some ambivalent feelings about
sucking on the towering eleven-inch cock of his best friend.  But Bob had
certainly liked the sucking he was getting from John while John's mother
had sucked on his balls and Robert, the neighbor, had plowed up Bob's ass
with his own throbbing organ.

I gave thought to John maybe being bothered by my having sucked him off,
and later plowing up his own ass with my cock.  But he had thrust his ass
into my every stroke, milking my cum out to the last drop with those
wonderful ass muscles of his.

"I think," I said "that you are overlooking the fact that everyone
willingly enjoyed each other.  You're just hung up on the fact that it was
wild and with people you knew.  It was outside the rules"

"Yes," he replied.  "Can we go outside where we can talk without worrying
about being overheard or waking someone else?"

I gave my hardon its regular get-out-of-bed squeeze and rolled over to grab
my wrap.  John already had his wrap on.

We went out back and sat next to each other on a couple of the low-slung
beach chairs.  As we talked it through I realized how very comfortable I
was with the events of the afternoon.  I was a little bothered at first,
but as the sexual adventures continued I came to realize that this was
about mutual satisfaction.  There had been so much pleasure given and taken
that the bullshit I had been taught about sexual behavior was proven to be
simply that.  Bullshit.

As we talked, John came around to my way of thinking, and began talking
about how much sexual pleasure he had gotten during the day.

Not wanting to let him lose that thought, I reached over and moved my hand
from his knee up to his crotch.  He was hard as a rock, and responded
quickly to my gentle tug by rising and pointing his deliciously erect tool
directly at my lips.  I pulled off his wrap as my lips greedily opened to
receive all of his cock and the soon-to-follow juices that would gush down
my throat.

I reached down, opened my own wrap and began to masturbate while I took all
of John's seven inches into my throat.

Almost immediately I felt a tongue flick my ass.  I sensed hair around the
mouth and decided that it must be someone new.  That didn't bother to me at
all.  I moved my ass a little farther down on the beach chair so the tongue
could have full access to my hungry and relaxing asshole.

The new tongue responded eagerly to my new position, starting at my asshole
and lapping up across my balls in rhythm with my own stroking.  The hairs
on the short beard were tickling my thighs and adding to the sensuality of
the licking.

I was getting really hot.  John's rod was hard as hell in my mouth, banging
into the back of my throat with every thrust.  I hardly had to move my head
to give him the head he was enjoying.  John was doing nearly all the work
and I was getting a lot of pleasure from it.

I moved my hand away from my cock hoping that "The Tongue" would take the
hint and begin sucking.  He didn't.  He just kept licking from my asshole
to my balls in an ever-increasing tempo.

I grabbed my own tool again with my right hand and began to move the
fingers of my left hand into my ass.  That really felt good with "The
Tongue" lapping past them.  I really wanted him to take the hint and fuck
me if he didn't want to suck me.

He didn't take that hint either.  The wonderful lapping from my asshole to
my balls continued while I quickened the pace of jacking on my own cock and
John quickened the pace of thrusting himself deeply into my throat.  I had
three fingers up my ass, pushing on my prostrate.

I felt John tense at the same time I began to cum.  His cum spewed down my
throat.  I eagerly swallowed every drop of it.  At the same time my cum was
spewing from my seven-inch tool across my balls and stomach.  "The Tongue"
moved up and licked the head of my cock as it spurted itself out, and then
began to lap the cum from my balls and stomach.

I was really getting off on the idea of an unidentified stranger being
involved in our sex.

As John finished cumming and stepped back, he turned to see who had joined
us.

"Ralph!", he cried.

Looking down I saw a collie just finishing lapping my juices from my body.

Was that erotic!  It certainly had piqued my interest in going beyond the
bounds of the day and trying anonymous sex.

Turned out that Ralph was Robert's collie.  Now I knew how Robert satisfied
his lust when he didn't have big groups around.  Good for Robert.

Our conversation and private episode seemed to have helped John get over
what hang-ups he had had earlier.

We both headed back to our respective bedrooms to finish our night's sleep
and get ready for the next day.


More cumming is coming, tune in for tomorrow's adventures.
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