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Introduction:

Chapter Two
Chapter Two - Arrivial

The next morning, I was sleepy and stiff as the plane approached our destination. The terminal was packed. Seeing Wade, I waved. He and his grandfather looked tired and haggard. I lost sight of them as we went through customs. We were all staying at the same hotel, so I knew I would see him soon. My cunt twitched as the little shit had promised to give me a fuck to remember. I had no doubts that he could deliver what he said. My mind was alive with the thought of what I hoped was going to happen. For sure Jay would keep me full of his cock, and now Wade, had promised to do the same.
Wow, I thought, another couple of hard cocks, a sweet pussy or two, and this could be a hellava vacation!
Being tired we showered and took a nap. Awakening two hours later, I looked over at a nude sleeping Jay. His body was well muscled and he looked so very handsome. His cock even though it was soft, looked impressive as it lay on his leg. The circumcised head was wide and when it was up me, its girth gave me a lot of pleasure. His scrotum was hanging with what looked like golf balls inside. A tremor shook me as I remembered the many times I had licked and sucked them. Starting to reach out and touch him, I stopped and decided to let him sleep instead
Dressing in a low cut sundress, I omitted any underwear, as the heat was oppressive. The moons of my breast were visible and the tapered waist accented my figure. Quietly closing the door, I went down to the lobby. Spotting the bar, it's darkness and coolness beckoned me inside. I ordered a Tequila Sunrise and the liquid was good when it went down.
“Hello.” It was Wade. He was dressed in shorts and a tank top. His body was well muscled and he looked so sweet, and so…!
“You sure look good.” He said as his eyes went to my bosom and then back to me with a smile.
“Do I look good, or do my boobs look good?” I chided him
“You look good period. I just wish that I had my hand on those.” He said as he motioned toward my chest.
“I do to. But right now, my brother is probably waking up and is going to come looking for me.”
“Damn! Yeah, my grandfather should be here himself any minute. God! How I wanted to at least touch you today.”
Just as I was getting ready to suggest that we look for a place, in came Mr. Rowan. We spoke for a few minutes, and then they excused themselves and left
I also started to go back to my room when I saw Jay. He had just awoke and was looking for me. We went to dinner and then to a couple of nightclubs in town. The music and shows were flashy and well presented. However, jet lag was still with us, so we returned to our hotel room quite early.
Showering again, I crawled in bed and straddled the lean body of my smiling nude brother. Our lips met and feasted on each other. Reaching between my spread thighs, he found and began rubbing my clit. Gasping for breath, I grabbed his hardening cock. Raising myself up, I guided it up my sheath. Jay's eyes got smoky as he cupped my boobs and slowly screwed his hardness back and forth in me. Our pubic bones ground together and I grunted involuntarily. Slowly we began to strain against each other. His rampant cock was filling me perfectly and after a few minutes, my cunnie started squirting around his pole. Flipping me over on my back, he bent my legs back until they almost touched my shoulders. Our pubic hair was mating on each forward - stroke as my cunt lips seem to reach out and engulf his fiery rod of steel. His cock was just long enough to almost bottom out against my cervix and the sensation was unbelievable. Jay then began pulling back until just his cock head was inside my wet and sensitive lips. Each time he pulled out of my cunt it made a sucking sound. Jay began to increase his speed as just as he gave a grunt, his cock swelled and dumped a load in me. His discharge was always so much that it leaked out around his pole. As soon as it cock wilted and oozed out of my slimy hole, I cupped myself and went to the bathroom.
Returning, I washed Jay’s cock off with a cool rag and then for at least twenty minutes, I loved on it with my mouth and tongue. Pulling me to him, we kissed. His hand went to my boobs and then over the remainder of my body. He kidded me about having to take on some lovers so that I could stay sexy when he went to check on the sites.
“Jay, I…if… do.”
In reality, I secretly wondered what it would be like to have all the hard cocks you wanted to work on you. The thought caused me to whimper and taking Jays leg between mine, I humped my warming slit against it.
"Lori, you are the hottest cunt I have ever seen. I knew that just the thought of an extra cock would be enough to set you off. Take a break, go to sleep. Lordy, how I need Arty here!”
With that said, he kissed me and rolled over.
Arty! Gosh! How could I ever forget him I thought as I lay there? Umm! He did know how to stroke you! Oh yes indeed! I remember the time…
I had been married only a few weeks when Paul and I went to visit our parents. After a few days there, the men decided to go fishing. I told Mom that I was going to go riding around to look at the old neighborhood and would be home in a couple of hours. Having stopped at a red light, my head jerked around as I heard my name being called out. Looking to mt right, there was Arty, an old umm…friend. He was smiling and waving. Returning the greeting, I pulled into the parking lot of a convenience store. Hurrying into each other’s arms, we hugged and kissed.
“Gosh I have missed you!” Arty said. His crotch bulge that was tight against my lower body, told me he was telling the truth.
“I’ve missed you also.” I answered in a throaty manner as I pushed against him quickly.
Starting to kiss again, we checked ourselves, as this was a small town. Arty started to say something and then suddenly he said. “Wait just a minute.” Going in the store, he promptly returned with an ice-cold six - pack of beer. “You still drink beer?”
“Oh yes!” My breath caught for a moment at the thought of an afternoon…!
Arty had called me one day and asked if I wanted to go down to our swimming hole. Naturally I quickly accepted as I knew he would bring me home with a well-contented pussy. Between him and my finance Jay, and an occasional one…or two others, I was probably the most satisfied woman in town. Arty’s family owned the land that the pool was own so we were sure of our privacy. On previous trips, we had made a lean to shelter that let us lay in the shade and enjoy the coolness of the running water nearby. I parked next to his truck as he waved to me from the shade of the lean to. Arty had his hands full as I approached him. First of all he was completely nude. In his left hand he had a cold beer, in the right one, he had his hot cock! Pulling me down next to him, we immediately fell into a tight
embrace. After we had gotten me so hot that my breath was coming in gasps, he stripped me. Next he took a bottle of beer and poured it over my heaving boobies. His serpentine tongue then flicked out and licked the sudsy brew from my turgid nipples. Then his lips closed over them and pulled my flesh to its limits. Next, he spread my legs wide apart. Bending down, he poured the remains of the sudsy brew over my slit. When his tongue began lapping, I cried out with happiness.
Arty kept at me until finally I orgasimed. Letting me rest just momentarily, his body then went between my beer - stained thighs. Sticking his very, very substantial cock all the way up me, he then also took a tit in each hand. For the next twenty minutes, I received a world class fucking.
Later, Arty opened another beer. Going back on his knees between mine, he began pouring the beer over me. The cold liquid felt good. I enjoyed it so much and when I started pulling on my tits as I was told, I begged for another fuckiing.
“Arty! Please! Please! Fuck me! I need it so bad!”
“You sure that’s what you want?”
Nodding with a pained expression, Arty took the now empty bottle and began moving it up and down my steaming cunt. Moaning, the cool glass felt terrific as it went up and down the sides of my pussy. Continuing to beg for his cock, Arty put the neck opening right at my opening. Realizing what he was about to do, I whimpered for him to stop.
“Arty! Please! Ohhh! NO! Arg!!! OHHH! OH! OH! Mmmm…yyyy… cuntttt!”
The beer bottle was deep within me now. I lay there gasping as it was worked in and out. Then my hole began to groove on the hardness of the bottle. My butt was working up and down and all around on the cool, hard, and oh, so good neck!
“Do you like this?
“Ohhh! God! Don’t stop! Yes! Here…ee!” I squealed as I washed the
neck with my love juice. I lay there whimpering from the passion I was enjoying. YES! I thought, this is the way to enjoy life. I considered my self lucky to have a good friend like Arty who made sure that I was sexually full filled. Yes, life is so good I thought as my hips continued to work up and down the neck of the beer bottle.
Finally my trip hammer of a heart fell into a normal beat. Arty told me to hold the bottle up me. Doing so, he then scooted up to my head. Stopping just below my heaving tits, he lay his pleasure stick between my tit valley. Taking them in his hands, he began to mash them against his hardness. The spongy head would push against my chin each time he made a forward motion. After a few moments, he stopped and guided it into my waiting mouth. He let me suck and lick for just a few minutes before he pulled it loose from my sucking mouth. Reaching around, he took the bottle from my hand and pulled the neck from my greasy cunt. Sliding down my body, he got between my thighs and pushed his cock up me. Stroking me for a minute or two, he pulled free and hurriedly straddled my chest and pushed his glistening cock past my full lips. Our mixture of lovemaking was like tasting honey as I moaned with happiness over it. When his single eyed opening began to throb, I increased my swallows for I knew he was ready to coat my throat with the juice of love. Umm! Arty had never disappointed me in the past and he didn’t disappoint me that time either!.
. Locking my car, I got into his truck. We talked about old times, old friends, and marriage. Soon the city was behind us. When he made an old familiar turn, I slid over to him and began unbuttoning his pants. “Is the little pond still running nice clean water?” I asked as I had his rock hard cock out and my hand was slowly stroking its smooth flesh.
Arty gave me a smile and a nod.
“Good, for I will need a place to clean up after you pour beer over me!”

*
In my dream, someone was between my thighs and their cock was starting to enter me. Rolling my hips in anticipation, reality took over as warm lips covered mine. My dream had almost became a reality as Jay was smiling at me from between my outstretched legs. His hard cock had just barely entered the lips of my labia. At that exact moment, the damn phone rang and Jay grabbed it as he had been expecting a call. I kept trying to get him to penetrate me as my cunt was on fire. Finally the conversation was over and I again spread my legs.
"Oh, sis, I'm sorry!" Giving me a pitiful smile, he said that was his contact and they were to meet immediately and go over plans. His cock had already begun to go soft and I could that my needs were going to be put on hold.
The cool shower done little to sooth my body as it was still on fire and acting like a dope addict needing a fix. This was twice within the last few hours I had been deprived of a fuck! Just as I stepped from the stall, Jay had dressed and gave me a swift kiss and he went out the door. Leaning against the wall, I decided to do something about the fire between my legs. Walking over to the bed, I sat down and picked up the phone.
“Can you connect me with the Rowan’s room please?” I asked as my hand stole down my soft belly and began rubbing my hairy slot.
There was a pause and the operator said, “One moment please.”
The canned music almost all business’s use when they have you on hold came on. My legs had opened up wider on their own accord as my hand continued to pleasure me. I could just visualize the young virile body of Wade. I had gotten to feel his manhood on the plane and he appeared to posses a very respectable love muscle.
The music stopped and my heart picked up a beat at the anticipation of hearing his voice. It was the operator instead. “I am sorry ma’am, but the Rowans left early this morning. They left a message for you at the front desk.”
Dressing in a simple dress, I woodenly went downstairs. The message from Wade apologized but there was a death in his family and they had to return immediately. He had left his phone number in the states. The coolness and laughter from the lounge beckoned me.
. Just as I entered, the stewardess who had interrupted Wade and I on the plane came in and sat next to me. Her name was Rita. She was very attractive and I could tell she had an excellent figure. She smiled coyly when she said this town was her favorite place to relax. We had just ordered another drink when Jay walked up.
Giving me a brotherly kiss on the cheek, I then introduced him to an obviously interested Rita. Then I noticed the small suitcase next to him.
“I got to go for at least a day, maybe more.” His face was apologetic, as my expression was one of sadness. “This should be the only time we will be separated…hopefully.”
A hug and he left.
“Your husband is sure handsome.” Rita said.
“He isn’t my husband, he is my brother.”
“Oh! Then he is available then!” She said with a smile. However, she stopped when she noticed that I was in no mood for any joviality.
Offering to take me shopping, I turned and said,
"Thanks, but shopping is not what I’m wanting today!"
“What would you like then? ” Her question was a whisper.
“A good long hard cock up me!”
“Oh...that! Are you sure? Or you just talking?” She said as her eyes searched mine for the truth.
“Please believe me, I’m not joking! I have been put on hold twice today!” I replied.
Asking the bartender for a phone, she spoke to someone in a whisper. Turning toward me, she asked incisively, "Not to far from here is an …establishment. The people there specialize in taking care of that problem you have. It's very enjoyable and the price is reasonable. You want to go?
“It’s not one of those donkey shows, is it?”
“No, no! This is a first class place. The people there are very attractive and nice. They will cater to whatever taste you have. I personally have been going for close to a year. If I want a stud, I go there. If I want a little taste of a belt, I go there. And…if I want …a woman…I go there.”
“Hmm! Your taste and mine seem to be one of the same.” Squeezing her knee, our eyes locked onto each other.
Smiling, she took my hand and led me outside and hailed a taxi. Sitting back, she turned and kissed me lightly on the lips.
Smiling, I returned it, but lingered longer.
"Lori, we are going to a place that you will I believe, definitely enjoy." Again our lips met and nibbled at each other. "The sex is good and it's safe, as you will see."
Her hand worked it way to the apex of my thighs and a smile broke out on her pretty face when she discovered that I was nude under my clothing. Spreading my damp thighs, she gently worked a slim finger past my vagina lips to the first knuckle making me gasp.
arrived.”
" Umm, hopefully I can have some more of this later."
Removing her finger from my wetness, she put it in her mouth and sucked it clean.
“Ohh yes! But only if I can have some of yours?”
I asked as we again kissed and my hand began to work itself up her short skirt. .
“Mmm! Damn! It’s to bad we can’t do it right now, but we have arrived
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