...The Downhill Run... (Part 4)
After about a month, Jerry was getting antsy
to move on. We were in no particular hurry but for some reason
he just didn't want to stay put.
So we set out south again, every week or so
stopping at another resort and made the same deal about taking
out guests in return for a room and meals. All in all, it was
a pretty sweet way to go. Although there was always plenty of
tits and pussies, cocks and asses, we never did find another
situation quite like the first with Henri and Yvette.
We
were a few days out of the fourth stop when Jerry called us
all together again on deck. As usual his timing was
impeccable. I was just about three strokes away from cumming
in Amy's mouth. So as soon as we got settled up there, she
went back to working on my dick while Jerry talked.
“By mid day tomorrow, we should get to
Jacó,” he explained, “Mel told me I need to
talk to somebody there before we sail for Hawaii.”
“What the fuck is a Jacó?”
Trish asked, huffing on a joint and fingering herself while
watching my cock pound out against the side of Amy's throat.
“A fishing village on the west coast of
Costa Rica, “Jerry answered. “Mel said there's a
guy there who can fill us in on what we need to do next.”
“Do they have bars with lots of booze
and plenty of whores?” Trish laughed. “I still
haven't gotten a chance to do my 'sailor on shore leave' trick
yet.”
“Oh for chrissakes, Trish, haven't you
fucked every guy you laid eyes on the last few months, not to
mention get wasted almost every day?” Jerry groaned in
exasperation as the inside of Trish's thighs began to tremble.
She had a quick, hard orgasm that sprayed
Amy's face and the side of my thigh. When she finished she
took another deep drag on the joint, grinned and handed it to
Jerry.
A little after lunch the next day, we sailed
into Jacó. It wasn't much of a town but did have a
pretty spectacular looking beach and a harbor deep enough we
could tie up at a public dock. After securing the boat, we
went off to locate a guy named Nico who Jerry kept saying Mel
insisted we really needed to contact.
It didn't help much that between the four of
us, that's exactly the number of words we knew in Spanish,
three for Trish...por favor...banos...gracias...and for me
just the one I ever needed...cerveza. What did help is that,
as usual, Amy and Trish wore barely enough to keep them out of
jail and were always happy to flagrantly flaunt their
“assets”.
After a few minutes, we found a kid who
probably should have been in school but at least spoke English
pretty much as well as any of us. He agreed, for a small
price, to take us to Nico's place and translate if necessary.
After Jerry handed him ten bucks, the kid
turned around, walked down the dock to the next building and
knocked on a brightly painted blue door. Amy and Trish
practically pissed themselves they were laughing so hard.
A few moments later, an older woman with long
black hair streaked with gray opened the door. She apparently
knew the kid because she proceeded to give him holy hell and,
although I couldn't understand a word she was saying, the
meaning was crystal clear.
So it took a minute or two before she even
noticed the four of us standing there. When she did, the
atmosphere changed instantly.
“Gerald?...How?” she gasped and
stepped in front of Jerry, looking like she saw a ghost or was
going to burst into tears or both and then smacked him hard
across the face with an open hand.
Jerry staggered back a couple of steps,
totally shocked by the slap. Amy and Trish stopped laughing
and I wished I had taken a couple of more hits on a joint
before we came here. This wasn't exactly the welcome I figured
we would get and started having real doubts about the
hospitality in Costa Rica.
“Whoa, lady, what the hell did I do?”
Jerry exclaimed, holding his hands up to deflect the second
slap.
With that, she did burst into tears and rushed
back into the house, slamming the door behind her. We all
looked at each other totally perplexed. The kid just shrugged
his shoulders and took off.
As we stood there trying to decide what to do
next, the door opened again and a young woman about our age
walked out. She too had the same mid back length coal black
hair as the older woman.
“What the hell did you do to my
grandmother?” she demanded angrily but at least in a
language we could understand.
“Us? We didn't do anything. She walked
out, took one look at me and smacked me in the face,”
Jerry responded while keeping his distance from the girl.
As she spoke, her visage softened and she
looked at Jerry curiously.
“Who are you?” she finally asked,
all hints of her initial anger gone from her face.
“My name is Jerry, Mel told me to come
to Jacó and find Nico. That kid took us here,”
Jerry spit out as fast as he could while maintaining a three
step distance from the woman.
“You've got to be fucking kidding me,”
she exclaimed putting both her hands on her hips and looking
Jerry over very carefully. “No fucking way...all this
time...no fucking way.”
I just looked over at Amy and Trish and
shrugged. I had no idea what the woman was a babbling about,
but clearly she was familiar with some of our worst
vernacular. Besides, she pretty damn good looking.
She paced back and forth in front of us for a
few minutes mumbling under her breath, stopping a few times to
look at Jerry. She finally stopped, seemingly coming to some
sort of decision.,
“My grandfather is not here right now.
He and my father and brother should be back from fishing in a
couple of hours. Come back at 4:00.”
With that she turned and walked back into the
building, the loud clang of the bolt slamming shut letting us
know in no uncertain terms that the conversation was over for
the moment.
Now Jacó was a pretty sleepy little
place and we were in the part of town that probably wasn't
frequented by many tourists. Amy and I opted to go back to the
boat and do a joint or two and probably each other while Trish
dragged Jerry off in the other direction to look for a bar
with whores.
By my second drag, Amy had my shorts down
around my ankles and pushed me on to the bed in the cabin. She
stripped naked and climbed up on top of me, her tiny tits
swaying as she ground her pussy against my stiffening dick.
This was our favorite position since I could play with her
tits and she could strum her clit while we fucked. Most
importantly, we could keep passing the joint back and forth
the entire time.
Amy could always cum a lot faster than me when
we were stoned, so it was no surprise to me when she climaxed
almost immediately and then just kept grinding on my dick. I
was getting pretty close to shooting my jism into her when
there was a crashing sound from the cabin and then a man
neither of us knew was standing in the doorway.
“Where is he?” the man angrily
demanded before he realized we were fucking.
Amy just kept grinding her pussy against my
cock, a dreamy smile on her face. Hell she probably would have
given him a blow job as I was cumming inside her if he stepped
close enough.
“Who the hell are you?” I yelled
back at him, feeling a perfectly good orgasm slipping away as
by dick deflated inside Amy.
Amy rolled off me to one side as I sat up and
dangled my feet of the bed. The guy just looked past me as he
attempted to speak. I knew without turning Amy lay with her
legs spread wide as she fingered herself for him to see. She
was always so damn cute when she did that.
“I'm...I'm Nico,” the guy
stammered his face beginning to flush and a small bulge
growing in his crotch.
I heard Amy let out a low moan, the kind that
always signaled the start of one of her sloppy orgasms,
followed by the squishy sounds of her fingers pumping in and
out of her pussy.
“Jerry's not here,” I said wanting
very much to get back to fucking Amy, “we're supposed to
meet at your place at 4:00.”
Amy groaned again, a bit louder and my dick
was getting hard again. So was Nico's, clearly pressing out
against the front of his shorts.
“You're...welcome to...wait here...with
us,” Amy gasped with her hips beginning to flail around,
“I always take care of strangers...very good care.”
With that she let out a low cry and sprayed my
back and Nico's shorts with her pussy juices. As he stood
their dumbfounded, she recovered and crawled over to him.
“Oh look what a mess I made, let me fix
this since you can't go home this way, looking like you pissed
your pants,” she cooed and deftly undid his belt and
pulled down his shorts.
Nico's hard uncut dick popped out into Amy's
hand. She looked up at him coyly as her tongue darted out to
lick the purple head of his cock that slowly emerged from the
fleshy sheath. He started to protest but Amy swallowed him
more than half way down, cupped his balls and pulled him down
on the bed with us.
“Get yourself hard again,” she
said looking over at me, “I want you to fuck me after
I'm done fucking him.”
With that she climbed on top of Nico and
reached back behind her back to direct his cock into her
dripping cunt. I knelt next to them stroking myself watching
him paw her tiny tits while she rode his dick. Before I even
realized it, I felt a hand cup my balls. I looked down and
Nico grinned back at me while pulling me closer until he bent
his head forward and wrapped his lips around the head of my
throbbing dick.
Amy just grinned and pulled my face to her for
a tongue lashing kiss. She moaned her next orgasm into my
mouth, as turned on seeing my cock in his mouth as she was
feeling his dick in her pussy.
I felt Nico's lips tighten on my dick as he
began cumming in Amy's tight cunt. That was good enough for me
and I shot my own spunk into his mouth. When his deflating
cock slipped out of her pussy, Amy bent forward and kissed him
deeply, sharing my semen with him until it was all dissolved
in their mouths.
My opinion of Costa Rican hospitality went up
several notches.
After we untangled, I grabbed a couple of
joints and the three of us headed for Nico's place. Along the
way, he explained that Bonita, his wife and the older woman we
met earlier, at first thought she saw a ghost. It turned out
Jerry was a dead ringer for his grandfather Gerald at that
age.
Apparently when old Gerald left them years
ago, Bonita was really pissed off at him, thus the slap. Nico
rushed off to the boat thinking the old man himself was there
and got really aroused finding Amy and me fucking.
With all that straightened out, we arrived at
Nico's place, walked in the brightly painted blue door and
down a short hallway that ended in a spacious and colorful
interior courtyard filled with various pieces of furniture and
lots of plants. We were greeted by boisterous laughter and
loud conversation before even getting to the courtyard.
Jerry was sitting on a couch between Bonita
and the young woman who spoke to us earlier. Across from them,
Trish sat between two men, each of whom had a hand on one of
her thighs. A half empty bottle of tequila, along with an
array of glasses, covered the table between the couches.
The young woman noticed us first. She rose and
rushed over to Nico, giving him a decidedly warm kiss. After a
moment, they turned to Amy and me.
“This is my granddaughter, Celia,”
Nico said by way of introduction with his arm around the young
woman's waist and his hand resting lightly on her ass.
“I'm sorry about the way I acted
earlier,” Celia said with an enticing smile, “I
didn't know what was going on. Come, have a drink and meet
everyone else.”
She took my hand and pulled me into the
courtyard, with Amy and Nico following closely behind. The
guys sitting with Trish were her father, Nico's son, Humberto,
and her brother, Manny. They rose, shook my hand and
immediately turned their attention to Amy.
Celia grinned and led me over to formally meet
her grandmother who was sitting with one hand on Jerry's thigh
as they animatedly chatted. As I exchanged some pleasantries
with her, Celia stepped away and returned in a few seconds
with a glass of tequila for each of us.
She smiled coyly, clinked her glass against
mine and downed the entire thing in a single swallow. Not to
be outdone, I naturally followed her lead and did the same
thing. The tequila felt like molten lava going down my throat
and after a moment my head felt like I was kicked by the
donkey on the bottle label. I could really get to like this
girl.
Over the next hour or so, we drank a lot more
tequila and the conversation covered a lot of ground about how
we came to be there. When we started detailing some of the fun
we had along the way, all their interest intensified
noticeably.
I found myself sitting next to Celia with her
hip pressed very firmly against mine and my arm loosely draped
over her shoulder as Trish and Amy recalled some of the guys
they encountered and more in recent weeks.
It was only when Celia came back from a
bathroom break with another bottle of tequila did I notice
Jerry and Bonita were nowhere to be seen. Celia just grinned
impishly at me as I looked around questioningly and handed me
another glass. She bent forward far enough I could see her
fair sized tits swaying freely down the front of her t-shirt.
Naturally, my dick responded and she clearly
noticed. She kept hovering over me with one hand holding her
weight by resting on my thigh.
“Did you have as much fun as your
girlfriends?” she cooed.
I was mesmerized by the way her tits flopped
back and forth, her hard brown nipples barely touching the
fabric on the inside of her shirt. When I reached up and put
my hand on her back, she lowered herself down and straddled my
right thigh, with those nipples practically rubbing me in the
face.
“Uh...yeah...we had... a lot...of fun,”
I managed to stammer as one nipple lightly touched my cheek.
Celia squirmed a little on my leg and I was
sure I could feel some warm wetness leaking from her. Since my
head was already spinning from the tequila, I figured why not
and buried my face between her soft ample tits. Her back
arched slightly and she pulled me even closer as she wiggled
on my thigh with one kneecap pushed against the head of my now
throbbing cock.
“I can be a lot of fun too,” she
cooed into my ear before flicking her tongue around my earlobe
and then ramming it into my mouth.
Naturally, I returned the kiss and immediately
began feeling her tits and ass as she feverishly humped my
leg. Without even thinking about being in the courtyard with
her family, we ripped at each others clothing until we were
both naked. I leaned back enough for a brief moment to admire
her round, ample tits with quarter sized dark brown nipples
before burying my face in the thick thatch of coarse black
hair topping her pussy.
Her groans grew louder as her pussy juices
soaked my face. She thrashed around so hard I had a tough time
keeping her clit locked between my lips.
“Fuck me...oh yes...now...fuck
me...now,” she shrieked after a few moments.
Being a gentleman, I obviously couldn't deny
such a fervent request from a lady. So I pushed her legs up
and apart and slammed my dick into her very wet and very
welcoming pussy, pounding her hard as she continued screaming
until my cum exploded deep inside her. She kept humping me
furiously until my deflating dick slid out of her, followed by
a rivulet of cum and pussy juices.
“Welcome to Costa Rica,” she cooed
into my ear as we lay cuddling on the sofa in a post coital
haze.
That's when it dawned on me we just fucked in
front of her family. I looked around in a near panic only to
see that no one else was in the courtyard.
“Where did everybody go?” I
managed to stutter as Celia wrapped her arms around my chest
from behind.
Damn, her tits felt so good pressing into my
back. She nibbled the back of my neck and twisted one of my
nipples, making my dick still sticky with her juices twitch a
little.
“Upstairs, I imagine,” she cooed,
“everyone in my family is very...uh..shall we say...very
welcoming. Let's go look.”
She got up, walked a couple of steps to the
table and poured us both another drink. When she bent forward,
her tits hung freely while her puckered asshole and still
dripping pussy stared right back at me. She wasn't
particularly skinny, but soft and curvy in all the right
places. When she turned back to me, handing me the refilled
glass, I could see a few specks of my cum still clinging to
her thick black bush.
Noticing my already half hard again cock, she
giggled and grabbed my hand, pulling me to a part of the house
I had yet to be in. I followed behind her as we mounted a set
of stairs, happily admiring the way her ass swerved back and
forth with every step.
At the top, she took my hand again and started
down a rather long hall. There were a some open doors on each
side and we stopped outside the first. Celia put a finger to
her lips, signaling me to be quiet.
Some low moans and the distinctive squeak of
bed springs told me some one was getting fucked in there. As
my eyes got accustomed to the dim light, I could see it was
more than one.
Trish lay on her back on the bed, her legs
splayed wide open, thrashing her hips and pinching and pulling
her own nipples. Celia's father Humberto had his face buried
in Trish's pussy and his ass in the air. From the way his arm
was moving, he clearly was very vigorously finger fucking her
while sucking her clit. Manny stood behind his father,
furiously pumping his cock in and out of the older man's ass.
I looked down at Celia with a newfound sense
of awe and lust. I felt her finger curl up between my ass
cheeks and swirl around my anus as she grinned devilishly at
me. She stood on tiptoe and flicked her tongue in my ear.
“Papa is really good at that,” she
murmured, “and so is Manny if you want to try.”
My dick dripped a small string of precum to
the floor as I pulled her close for a deep tongue lashing
kiss. Her body melted against mine and I could feel a fresh
round of wetness seeping from between her legs. Before I could
do more, she stepped back and took my hand, pulling me further
down the hall.
“That's my room,” she said softly
as we passed another open door.
She stopped and I thought we would go in. I
was certainly ready, my cock practically aching I had to cum
so badly. Instead she turned to the door across the hall and
again signaled for me to be quiet.
Amy was riding Nico's cock, thrashing about
wildly as he pulled and pinched her tiny tits. She spied us
standing in the doorway, smiled impishly and motioned us in to
join them. Celia took my cock in her hand and we walked up to
the side of the bed, waiting a few seconds as Nico gasped, his
cum gushing into Amy's tight pussy.
“Having a good time, Poppy?” Celia
laughed as she bent forward and kissed her grandfather deeply
and passionately.
His hand brushed up the inside of Celia's
thighs until he cupped her hairy crotch, his fingers splitting
the folds of her pussy lips. Celia spread her legs a little
wider so his fingers could slip inside her. As he slowly slid
two fingers into her cunt, Celia turned to Amy, placed a hand
on the back of her head and pulled her forward until she could
jam her tongue in Amy's mouth.
Immediately getting with the program, Amy
reached out and twirled one of Celia's nipples between two
fingers and eagerly returned the kiss. Then she began grinding
her cunt against Nico's crotch even though I was pretty sure
his dick was pretty limp. With their free hands, both Celia
and Amy reached over and wrapped their fingers around my dick,
pulling me closer until the tip of my cock brushed against
Nico's thigh.
I groaned as the two of them proceeded to give
me a hand job together while continuing the kiss. Nico reached
up with his other hand and swirled a fingertip around Amy's
clit until she groaned again and climaxed about the same time
Celia began to cum on her grandfather's hand. My warm jism
spurted on Nico's leg and dribbled all over both of the girls'
hands.
Amy collapsed on top of Nico, snuggling her
head under his chin and wrapping her arms around his neck.
Celia stepped back as her grandfather's hand slipped out of
her pussy, took my hand and led me out of the room without
saying another word.
“One more stop,” she whispered and
took me down the hall to a room at the very end, “and
then I will fuck you again.”
Jerry lay on the bed with his arms up over his
head. Bonita knelt between his legs with her ass in the air,
sucking his cock while fingering his ass. I could clearly see
some creamy cum leaking from her hairy pussy and down the
inside of her thighs.
She looked up and smiled as we walked in then
went back to working on Jerry's dick. Celia walked up beside
her and very tenderly ran her hand over her grandmother's back
and down over her ass. Bonita squirmed a little, spreading her
legs a little wider. I could clearly see the moist pink flesh
of the inside of her pussy lips peeking out from her thin
black cunt hair.
Celia motioned me closer and I had to admit
Bonita looked pretty damn good for a woman my own
grandmother's age. Her tits hung down, a bit flabby but with
firm half dollar sized dark brown nipples. Her ass was plump
and firm and even the little roll of flesh over her belly
seemed just right. She stopped sucking Jerry's dick for a
moment and looked up at Celia before turning her head to look
at me.
My cock was stiffening again when Celia took
my right hand in hers and gently placed it on one of Bonita's
dangling tits. Then she took my other hand and pulled it up
between her grandmother's legs until my fingers touched
Bonita's warm moist mound.
“Does that feel good, Nanny?”
Celia murmured as Bonita rotated her hips slightly, causing
one of my fingers to slide between her pussy lips.
Bonita moaned softly and I could feel my
fingers growing much wetter. I moved the finger around
slightly and found the hard nub of her clit. She groaned even
louder, rolled off Jerry and on to her back with her legs
spread wide. My cock was throbbing by then as Celia pushed me
down on top of her grandmother.
“She likes getting fucked hard and
deep,” Celia muttered into my ear and directed my dick
toward the gaping pink opening of her grandmother's cunt.
“Trust me, dude, her pussy is just about
as good as it gets,” Jerry chuckled as he propped
himself up on one elbow to watch.
Celia climbed up next to us on the other side
and leaned forward to kiss Bonita as the head of my dick made
contact with the warm flesh of her grandmother's pussy. Bonita
shuddered and pushed her hips up and I slammed my cock into
her as hard and as deep as I could manage.
Jerry was right. Bonita did something with her
pussy to clamp tightly around my dick as I pumped her, making
her cunt feel like a teenage virgin and not a sixty something
woman. Celia stuffed a finger in my ass and slobbered all over
my ear as I began to fill Bonita's pussy with my sticky sperm.
Then her body tensed and she flailed around uncontrollably,
her orgasm triggered by my cum gushing into her.
I collapsed on top of her then rolled off to
one side as my orgasm faded away. Bonita sat up and bent
forward to kiss me tenderly before going back to work on
Jerry's dick. As hard as he got watching me fuck her while
Celia fingered my asshole, I had no doubt he would be filling
the old woman's mouth very quickly.
Celia led me out of the room and down the hall
to her bed. There was no way I was getting hard again any time
soon, so I buried my face in her pussy, sucked her clit in my
mouth and strummed it with my tongue as she shrieked and
thrashed, stopping only after she climaxed twice and clamped
her thighs around my head. We fell asleep cuddled together and
my hand cupping one of her soft warm tits.
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