Date: Sun, 18 Oct 2015 15:57:20 +0000 (UTC) From: Barry Edmund Subject: Family Beach Party Turned X-Rated 10 Family Beach Party Turned X Rated Part 10 Edited Nifty As has been usual for some time now I have used the editing services of G.Venereal. George has applied some 'gentle editing' to the story. The real sexual part gets started about half way threw this chapter. I like to have the intro to lead to the sex because that's what happened. Wait for subsequent Chapters as the Family Beach Party begins evolving into a very very hot hot story. If you enjoy this site, you are encouraged to donate to http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html so that it can continue to operate. You can buy a gift card and use it to donate to Nifty anonymously or you can use your credit card on line and you will see the transaction on your monthly credit card billing. Anyways, this is a great site which serves the needs of our select population. Thank you. If you are interested in my other stories let one of us hear from you. barry97_97@yahoo.com OR G.venereal@yahoo.com Now Family Beach Party Turned X Rated Part 9 "I'm all soaking wet Sandy." I said once Sandra and I entered the Motel. "We should both change before having supper." "That's a good idea Greg. I'm soaking wet also and feeling sticky as well. Do you mind if I have a quick shower first?" Sandra asked. "Go ahead but can you wait? I have to take a good shit like you wouldn't believe. I wonder why I have the shits when I had a good shit this morning?" I asked. "Sure go ahead Greg. You might as well shower while your in there. I'll shower when you come out." Sandra answered. "Thanks." I answered and looked down at her slender tanned legs that were now dripping thick white stuff. I just shrugged my shoulders not asking about the thick white stuff dripping down her legs. I needed to have a big shit for now. I walked into the bathroom closing the door behind me and headed for the toilet, pushing my shorts and undershorts down and quickly sat down on the toilet. I didn't even have to grunt just squeeze my ass and out came the shit plopping into the toilet. Just when I thought I was finished shitting I had to shit some more. I decided to flush the toilet to make room for more shit. I no sooner flushed the toilet when a big blob of shit splashed into the toilet followed by more shit. At long last I stopped shitting and started to wipe my ass. I noticed again my shit was white when I wiped my ass. I turned and looked into the toilet before flushing and saw the toilet was full of thick white clumps of shit. I shrugged my head before taking off the rest of my clothes and getting into the shower. That's when I looked down at my legs and saw thick white stuff dripping down the back of my legs. I figured I must have shit myself accidentally before getting into the washroom. I was about to close the shower curtain and saw my face in the washroom mirror. I did a double look because my face was plastered in thick white dried flakes of something. I shrugged my shoulders once more figuring I must have rolled around in something when I was out cold. I washed my bruised body. Yes my body was bruised how ever I didn't remember falling during the game. My nose and lips seemed especially bruised and my ass hole felt especially sore. At least the nice cool water felt good against my skin. I then heard Sandra from the next room. "Hurry up Greg remember I have to shower as well." "Okay Sandy." I yelled for the first time feeling how sore and clogged up my throat was. I rinsed my body off after soaping it down and got out. I carefully dried myself wrapping the towel around my waist before opening the washroom door and going into the bedroom. "The washroom is all yours Sandy." I looked at Sandra as she stood up passing me on the way to the washroom. That's when I noticed her bruised nose and lips and some white flakes on her face as well as her hair slicked down with something. "What are you looking at Greg?" Sandra asked looking at me with a strange look in her eyes. She was carrying a plastic bag with the hanger. She must have had a change of clothes on a hanger inside the white plastic bag. "Nothing Sandy. You better hurry up and shower so we can have supper before the game." I answered walking over to my open suitcase. I heard the washroom door close but didn't hear the shower running. I put on a clean pair of gym shorts and T-shirt before turning the TV on. I wanted to catch the latest sports scores. I heard the toilet flush and a couple of minutes later the shower and figured Sandra probably had the shits also. Maybe it was something we both had eaten at Mac Donald's. I was engrossed in the sport's scores when I heard Sandra come out of the washroom. She was wearing a pale blue micro mini, low cut summer dress that fit her like a glove. It accentuated what was left covering her huge breasts. I could see her large pointed nipples pushing against the thin fabric. Actually essentially the only part of her breast that was covered where her large nipples. She walked over the dresser picked up the hair blower and proceeded drying her long dark blond hair. "Well I'm all ready." She put the hair blower back on the dresser. "Are you ready?" She asked. I put my sandals on and so did Sandra before leaving our room heading for the elevator down to the first floor. Then we headed for the dining room. I wasn't very hungry for some reason but I thought Sandra must be hungry after the Volley Ball work out in the park. I had, had a headache and Sandra had given me a couple of small pills. I must have fallen or something because I blacked out. I had some very strange dreams while knocked out. When I finally came to all the teens that Sandra and I had played Volley ball with were standing around me. They all had concerned looks on their faces and asked if I was alright after knocking my head and blacking out. The dinning room was packed full of teenage boys when Sandra and I walked in. There was only one empty table so Sandra and I went to it and sat down. I swear every eye in the place was focused on Sandra. I had to admit I couldn't blame them because Sandra indeed was one hot looking woman. The waiter who was in his early twenties at least six-two dark hair, wearing tight shorts and sleeveless T-shirt emphasizing his tanned muscular body not to mention the huge bulge in his shorts, brought us two menu's. He handed both of us menu's but didn't take his bright blue eyes off Sandra's hot body. "I'll give you both a few minutes to decide what you want." He turned around and headed to the back of the dinning room. I looked at the menu and decided I'd settle for just a grilled cheese sandwich and a pop. The hot looking waiter returned a couple of minutes later carrying a note pad and pencil. "Have you decided what you would like to order?" He asked looking Sandra up and down. "I'm not very hungry for some reason so I will settle on the house salad with the house dressing." Sandra answered. "Oh yes, a diet cola as well." "I'll have a grilled cheese sandwich and cola please." I said and noticed how the waiter jumped looking at me for the first time since waiting on Sandra and myself. I saw the bulge in his tight shorts had grown and swore if his dick got any harder it would rip open his shorts. "Oh yes please forgive me my name is Owen. If the both of you Mr. and Mrs. Thompson would like anything just raise your hand and I will see you." Owen said after writing down our order and before turning around to head to the kitchen he took another look Sandra up and down. "I'll be back with your orders soon." "Thank you Owen." Sandra answered and gave him a good look from head to to toe lingering her gaze at the huge bulge in his shorts. I saw her licking her lips when she didn't know I was looking. I watched Owen walking back toward the kitchen his tight shorts emphasizing his large muscular ass not to mention his muscular back and legs. I looked around the dining room while waiting for our order noticing even though all the hot teens of various races eating while with their eyes focused on Sandra. A couple of minutes passed before I heard a man's shouting and turned around. "All right boys time to suit up ready for the game. At least the Swedish and Ghana teams that is. The rest of you might as well go to your rooms and change to watch the game." The six foot early thirties, dark blond wearing tight white shorts, a sleeveless white T-shirt that emphasized his tanned muscular body man announced. "Lets get going don't just sit their guys." He looked around the room at all the teenagers before directing his attention to Sandra and I. His eyes were focused on Sandra as he spoke. "Nice to meet you Mr. and Mrs. Thompson I'm Joey Camble but please call me Joey. I hope to see you both at the game." "Thank you Joey." Sandra said looking Joey up and down especially his the large bulge in his tight white shorts. "We'll be glad to go to the game. Won't we Greg." "Yes of course we will. Nice to meet you Joey." I answered just as Owen approached our table carrying my sandwich and Sandra's salad on a tray. "See you at the game." "Yes see you both at the game." Joey said before turning around and giving Sandra one last lingering look. The teenagers began standing up and making their way to the dinning room door each smiling and giving Sandra a long gaze before leaving the dinning room. Owen sat my sandwich down in front of me and the salad in front of Sandra as well as her diet cola and my pop. He of course gave Sandra a good look before turning and heading to the back of the dinning room. Once Sandra and I finished eating we decided we might as well go out to the grandstand and get a good seat to watch the game. Sandra decided she would cheer for the Ghana team so I decided to cheer for the Swedish team. We hadn't been sitting very long when the group of teens walked up to the bleachers and started sitting down. A six foot muscular teen with black hair said as he started to walk past us. "You should sit at the top of the bleachers near the bull pen. In fact there will be just enough room for one more in the bull pen if you would like to join the dozen coaches in the bull pen Mrs. Thompson. That is if it is okay with you Mr. Thompson. We will make sure no harm comes to her and will be sure to keep her entertained." "Sure it's okay with me if it's okay with Sandy." I said but I will sit at the top of the bleachers close to the closed in Bull Pen." Sandra and I walked to the top of the bleachers just as a group of tall muscular men ranging from their early thirties to their late thirties. They were all wearing tight white shorts, sleeveless white T-shirts and sandals. There were blonds, red heads, dark hair and some black men making their way up the bleachers and to the closed in bull pen. They each said hello and told me to enjoy the game before they entered the bull pen. Then I heard one saying. "I see Mrs. Thompson was able to sit with us as planned but you must be hot with what you're wearing. Make your self more comfortable. I'm sure the other coaches won't mind. Will you guys. Speaking of getting more comfortable you men look over dressed as well. I sat back and was able to look through the small opening to the bull pen. I noticed Sandra was sitting in the middle of the bull pen leaning forward while one of the black coaches was pulling down the zipper at the back of her pale blue summer dress. She sat back the top of her low cut dress falling to her waist revealing her entire large breast and hard nipples. I was even more surprised when she stood up letting her dress fall to her bare feet. That's when I noticed she had taken off her sandals. "You're right guys this is much cooler. Please feel free to make yourselves comfortable and cooler." "Hey Mr. Thompson how's it going!" I heard beside me at the same time feeling an arm around my neck. I turned to look at the man who had spoken to me. He was a dark haired young man in his late teens wearing the typical tight white shorts, sleeveless T-shirt and sandals. "I'm doing fine....." I answered. "Oh yes I didn't introduce myself. My name is Clark and this is Sid sitting beside me." Clark said and to my surprise he started to pull his tight T-shirt up over his muscular stomach chest and then over his head tossing his T-shirt beside him. "There that feels better you should take your T-shirt off Mr. Thompson and get comfortable for the game. Look around all the guys are taking off their T-shirts. I looked around at the good dozen hot looking teens sitting in the bleachers. Indeed they all had taken off their tight white T-shirts and some had even taken off their tight shorts sitting in just their jock straps. I looked beside me and I was surprised he and Sid had taken their shorts off as well. "Might as well loose the shorts as well Mr. Thompson." Sid said leaning over until I saw his handsome smiling face. I shrugged my shoulders raising my butt off the bleachers and pulled my shorts down leaving me in just my boxers. My shorts dropped to my feet and I bent down and took them off putting them neatly on top of my T-shirt. Once more Clark had put his large muscular arms around my shoulders. "I have a feeling we're really going to enjoy this game Mr. Thompson." I heard shouting and looked up and saw the two teams walking on to the soccer field. The blond Swedish team heading to one end of the field while the black Ghana team headed to the opposite end of the field. I heard more cheering from the bleachers. "You should sit between Sid and myself Mr. Thompson to get a better view of the game." Clark said taking his arm from my shoulder. I wasn't about to move but Clark had used such an aggressive tone almost like an order that I decided to do what he requested. I stood up as Clark moved over to where I had been sitting and allowed me to sit in his seat between himself and Sid. "Isn't that better?" Sid asked. Once more I felt Clark's arm around my neck. I could feel his arm pulling my body down toward his lap. I tried to push myself up but he was way to strong for me. "I saw the way you were looking at my bulging jock strap, here have a better look." Clark ordered. Before I knew it my face was pressed against his bulging jock strap. "Go ahead don't be shy take a good smell and then lick my jock strap. I'm sure you will enjoy the taste. I didn't shower today so it's nice and sweaty down there. I tried to look up but Clark had a good hold of my neck and without giving it a second thought I stuck my tongue out and licked his sweaty jock strap. It tasted like urine as well as musky sweat. "Here let me give you what you really want." Clark pushed his hips up and his jock strap pushed into my face even more. Then he pushed his jock strap down pushing it into my face before I moved my head out of the way. His thick hard long cock popped out slapping my face. "Go ahead and lick my balls. They're all nice and full of hot cum. "I have been saving it up for days, just for you." I reached up and took his thick cock in my hand. It was so thick I couldn't get my hand all the way around it. I took a good look at his low hanging ball sack. "Go ahead and don't be shy." I felt him pushing my head down until my mouth was pushed against his huge egg size balls. "Go ahead and lick those balls Mr. Thompson." The tone in Clark's voice made it clear I had no choice but to do as he ordered. I stuck my tongue out and with the tip licked his huge balls. It had a strange musky inviting taste and I didn't hesitate to stick my tongue further and take a good lick of his musky salty tasting balls. They looked so large and inviting that without Clark saying anything I attempted to open my mouth wide and take one of his balls in my mouth. His one ball filled my mouth completely. I heard the roaring of the crowd and figured one of the teams must have scored a goal but I really didn't care what team scored. As I spat out Clark's large ball ready to try his other ball I felt the top of my boxers being tugged. "Raise your butt for a minute." I heard Sid saying from the other side of me. Without thinking I raised my ass off the bleacher and felt my boxers being tugged over my bubble butt. "Nice ass Mr. Thompson." As I felt my boxers being pulled down my legs to my feet. I lifted my feet without Sid asking me. I was now as nude as Clark. "Now move your butt around so it's facing me Mr. Thompson." I felt myself being pushed from behind and my face pushed into Clark's huge balls. My mouth was wide open so his other big ball entered my mouth. "Oh yes one fine bubble butt." I felt my ass cheeks being spread open and something was being pushed through my sphincter muscle. "Oh yes nice and warm." I realized it was one of Sid's big fingers that was soon joined by a second finger. "That's enough ball licking Mr. Thompson." Clark ordered with a moan. "Lick up the underside of my nine inch cock to my cock head." I could barely hear what was going on in the rest of the bleachers as I did as Clark ordered and licked up the underside of his thick nine inch cock until I reached his huge mushroom shaped cock head. "That's the way, you're a fast learner. Now open wide and take my cock head in that fine mouth of yours Mr. Thompson." I opened my mouth as wide as possible and managed to take Clark's huge cock head in my mouth. I felt Sid's fingers invading my insides as they went past his knuckles. "That's the way Mr. Thompson I will give you enough room so you can get on your hands and knees." I felt Sid's fingers sliding out of my ass the same time Clark moved his hand until it was at the top of my head and pushing it down on his cock forcing me to take more of his nine inch cock into my mouth. I managed to get my legs on the wooden seat and get on my knees my hands placed on the seat in front of me. I still had Clark's huge cock in my mouth as he slid more into my mouth his cock head now at the entrance of my throat. I couldn't help wondering why I wasn't choking or gagging as his cock entered my throat. Clark eased up on my head and allowed me to ease off his thick cock until only his huge cock head remained in my mouth. "That's good for a starter Mr. Thompson. This time breathe through your nose and you will manage just fine as if your not doing great already. Your a real natural taking cock as if you been swallowing cock by the dozen. Once more I felt Sid's fingers pushing into my ass. "Be thankful I brought some lube Mr. Thompson." His fingers did feel slippery as he pushed more and more of his big fingers into me. "I think your ready for my eight and a half thick cock now." Sid moaned and I felt him pulling his fingers out of my ass. I then felt his large hands on my hips and what must have been his huge cock pressing between my ass cheeks. Meanwhile I took a deep breath through my nose as Clark started pushing his cock further into my mouth until once more it had come to the entrance of my throat. I felt him shove my head and his huge cock head entered my throat. "That's the way your a real natural Mr. Thompson." I couldn't help but feel proud of myself after Clark's praise. "Here it goes Mr. Thompson." Sid said from behind me. Then I was prepared for a lot of pain but his cock slipped into my sphincter muscle like it belonged in me. It was as if I'd had dozens of cocks in my ass the way his cock slid into me so easily. Now do your best to push your ass like your about to take a shit." I did my best to push out and felt Sid's cock push further into my ass slowly. I couldn't help pushing my ass back so that Sid's huge cock went further into my hungry ass. I thought I'd be happy when Clark let up on my head again allowing me to pull off his huge cock until only his cock head was in my mouth. Instead it felt like my throat missed his thick nine inch cock. "Holy shit you guys are really doing it. Your forcing Mr. Thompson to take your cocks right here in the middle of the game on the bleachers. That's wild." I heard someone saying in the seat in front of me. "But to tell the truth it doesn't look like your forcing Mr. Thompson to swallow your cock. It looks like he's really enjoying himself." "Damn I was really doing it or they were doing it to me. I suddenly realized what was going on. I was being a sex slave to these two hot looking studs. How could this be happening? More than that why was I enjoying myself so much swallowing cock and taking it up my ass?" I asked myself. I had little time to think as Clark pushed my head down. "Now try to straighten out your neck so I can get my cock down there." Clark ordered and I stretched my neck until it was even with my head. Clark then took a hold of each side of my head and forced his cock into my mouth entering my throat and he didn't stop pushing his thick nine inches down my throat. His cock was sliding down my throat like that's were it was meant to be. At the same time I felt as Sid shoved more of his cock into my colon. He would stop once in awhile and then shove more of his cock into me. "Oh yes you have it all." Sid moaned as I felt his huge balls banging against my balls. I couldn't help moaning my approval as I pushed my ass back making sure his entire cock was driven into my ass. "Yup he has it all down his throat as well." Clark groaned his big balls slapping my bottom lip and chin. "Do it guys." I heard from the seats in front of me. The first guy must have told his buddies beside him because at least three or four guys were now talking. "Fuck this is better than the fucking game. Man he must love it because his cock is rock hard again after shooting a big load." "It sure is." I heard Clark moan. "Get undressed guys ready to take your turns fucking this hot slut." Did I really hear what I was hearing? Did the guys want to pass me around like some common two bit whore? I realized my cock was rock hard again and my balls were tingling as they bounced around. I didn't have time to think as Clark pulled his cock out of my throat until only his cock head was in my mouth and he slammed it into my mouth and down my throat. Not to be outdone I felt as Sid gripped my hips harder pulling his cock almost out of my ass leaving only his cock head inside me. He then rammed his entire cock into my ass pulling it out just as fast. "Oh yes this is one fine fuck. I haven't fucked in days." He groaned ramming his cock into my colon his big balls virtually bouncing off my own balls. The last time I felt this horny was when I had been dreaming one of my many strange dreams. The faster Sid rammed his cock into my ass the faster Clark pumped his nine inch thick cock in and out of my mouth and down my throat. "Oh yes this is it Mr. Thompson get ready for me to white wash your tonsils." "That goes for me as well." Sid moaned. "Get ready for an ass full of my cum." I felt as Sid rammed his cock into my ass all the way and freeze. I felt as his cock began to grow thicker and vibrate in my ass. "That's it your first ass full of cum Mr. Thompson. "At least the first you know of." Suddenly without touching my cock I felt my balls explode rising up my cock and spurting all over the bench under me. Clark slammed his cock down my throat and stood still. His cock also grew thicker and vibrated in my throat. "That's my load Mr. Thompson." He moaned pulling his cock out of my throat spurting a big load of salty thick cum on my tongue. He pulled his cock out of my mouth spraying my face with another five or six loads. Sid was pulling his huge cock out of my ass and I felt as he sprayed at least six loads across my back. They both sat back panting. "Okay that's good for starters. "Jeff, Hank are you two ready to change places with us?" Clark asked. I leaned forward trying to balance myself and swore I could heard my sweet wife in the dug out out moaning as well as men groaning. "Oh yes, yes this is hot slut." But it had to be my imagination. "Yup I'm ready that's for sure." I heard one guy saying as I looked up to see a dark haired nude muscular red headed tanned teenager saying as he stood up revealing his thick hard cock that was at least as long as Clark's. "Me too." A six foot three black muscular teenager answered as he stood up revealing his huge cock. It was at least an inch longer than Clark's and bigger around. What had I gotten myself into. End of Chapter 9 HMMN, I wonder what Barry has in store for us in the next few chapters? Any ideas from the readers? 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