Become a Full Member
Your privacy is guaranteed
I took a look around as I walked onto the bus, trying to get a sense of my fellow travelers.
The tour I’d signed up for appealed to a very particular type, so I had a feeling I’d meet some kindred spirits. Recently divorced, I was open to anything — or, for that matter, anyone — and my cock twitched at the possibility that I might even get laid. While that wasn’t my primary goal when I’d booked my trip, I’d be lying if I didn’t say it was a very close secondary one.
As I observed the others, I realized the numbers were definitely in my favor. I spotted a few couples, but most of the passengers were women, including a few who were particularly hot. A redhead quickly caught my eye, so I took the seat diagonally across from hers in the hopes of getting to know her during the long ride. A moment later, I was delighted as a sexy brunette sat down next to her, and when they hugged warmly, I guessed they were traveling together. Dare I hope for a threesome? I asked myself as the seats around us continued to fill, and then my mind wandered as I considered all the dirty things we could do in a hotel room.
That day took us to a number of stops, and I made sure to get to know the girls, Stacy and Jeanne — the redhead and brunette, respectively. They were warm, friendly and inviting, so when they asked me to dine with them, I accepted their invitation immediately. We were joined by Ben and his wife, Amanda, an adorable brunette who vaguely resembled Jeanne but with shorter hair and a more athletic figure. She was so cute that foursome fantasies briefly flitted through my mind, and my dick and I were both disappointed that she was traveling with her husband.
However, despite being married, the couple was still open to partying. After dinner, the bus took us right back to the hotel because we had an early start the next morning. The couple invited the rest of our little group back to their room for a nightcap. We all accepted, complimenting their foresight in tucking a bottle of duty-free tequila into their luggage. They explained this wasn’t their first bus trip.
After dropping off our stuff, the girls and I joined our new friends in their room. Ben and Amanda had grabbed ice and mixers from the vending machine, and we all made ourselves comfortable on the two queen beds, drinking cocktails or, in the case of Stacy and Jeanne, doing shots. Things got crazy pretty quickly, and after a while, Ben and Amanda no longer cared — or noticed — that the rest of us were there. Locked in an embrace, they were kissing passionately, but I could see their tongues slipping in and out of each other’s mouth. It was like having a scene from a porno acted out right in front of me, and I found myself getting hard as I yearned for some action of my own.
Even though the couple was making out publicly, I felt self-conscious watching. Finally managing to tear my eyes away, I turned to my other companions to see if they had noticed the amorous lovers. Apparently, they had. The girls were now sitting closer, Jeanne nuzzling Stacy right beneath her ear. It hadn’t occurred to me that the ladies might be lovers, even when I was speculating on the possibility of a threesome, and for a moment I felt like a fifth wheel. However, that feeling dissipated when Stacy beckoned me forward; my fantasy was about to come true.
I wasted no time crawling across the bed to her, and as soon as I was in range, she reached out, grabbed the back of my head and pulled me closer. Her lips were slick with pink gloss, and they slipped against mine as she thrust her tongue into my mouth. My cock was at full mast now, and I wondered how far things would go. Would this night end with me fucking one or both of the women, or would I find myself masturbating in my own room?
Whatever the answer might be, I knew I’d enjoy finding out. My partner’s hand had made its way to my leg, stroking higher and higher until her movements grazed the spot where the tip of my dick lay against my thigh. There was no way she couldn’t have known how close she was, and I hoped her fingers would make their way farther north.
I soon felt a hand on my other thigh and assumed Jeanne had joined us. Something told me Stacy wouldn’t mind if I broke our kiss to spend some time with her friend, but when I did, I discovered Amanda sitting beside me. I’d been so caught up with what we’d been doing I hadn’t noticed that one woman had moved and another had taken her place. So we were playing musical brunettes. Happily, I kissed her instead. She slid her tongue between my lips and I sucked it while threading my fingers through her short locks. Meanwhile, Stacy began massaging my shaft through my jeans, and I could hear moans from beside us, which confirmed my guess that Jeanne had taken up with Ben.
I felt Stacy’s fingers at my fly, deftly undoing the row of buttons. I raised my ass at her urging to allow her to release my cock, which sprang right into her hand. She began pumping, using my pre-ejaculate as lubricant, and I moaned into the mouth of Amanda, who in turn grabbed the back of my head and sucked my tongue even harder.
I was growing desperate for something to sink my dick into. However, I didn’t know which girl to choose. The ladies made the decision for me, as though it had been prearranged. Hiking up her skirt, Stacy threw a leg across my lap as Amanda stood to remove her pants and panties. I got a quick glimpse of her hairless cunt as the redhead straddling my lap pushed me back onto the mattress. Then I watched Stacy rise while holding me steady by gripping the base of my cock, and that was last thing I saw for a while. Crawling back onto the bed, the now-naked Amanda placed a knee at either side of my head, and then her luscious body obstructed my vision.
The women inched downward at the same time, Stacy’s pussy swallowing my cock as Amanda’s ass blinded me even further. Her thighs muffled the noises coming from the next bed, though I could still make out the couple’s grunts and groans. They sounded like they were deep into their own pleasure.
As Amanda settled onto my face, I stretched out my tongue and touched her labia. They were fragrant with her scent and slippery with her juices, which soon coated my lips. Nestled at the top of her slit was her rock-hard clitoris, which I avoided for the moment, choosing instead to stoke her fires by lapping everywhere else.
As I’d been getting busy with Amanda’s pussy, Stacy had been having her way with my prick. My erection was buried deep inside her body, and her buttocks were resting on my thighs. Then, with her hands braced against my chest, she rose until only my cockhead was trapped inside her clutching hole. Slowly, she inched back down before rising once again. She repeated this motion, squeezing her muscles around me for further stimulation. Before long, my butt began rising and falling on the mattress in a rhythm similar to hers, but by no conscious will of my own.
Stacy’s delightful pussy periodically distracted me from Amanda’s cunt, but the brunette on my face never let me neglect her for very long. Swiveling her hips slightly, she’d rub her slick flesh against my mouth and chin, and I’d immediately heed her call to action by running my tongue over her slippery folds. Amanda responded by pressing her thighs more tightly against my ears, but I could still hear the couple fucking in the bed next to ours, which is a testament to how loud they were. I had no choice but to imagine their actions because, of course, I couldn’t see; however, that fact made me thrust up into Stacy’s cunt even harder.
Amanda’s juices rained onto my face as her moans grew louder. I attached my lips to her clit and sucked, keeping my tongue pressed against the quivering nubbin until she cried out in helpless ecstasy. Meanwhile, Stacy’s cunt clutched at my shaft as her hole contracted and released, and I knew she was nearing climax when I felt her asscheeks quivering against my thighs. I was close to the breaking point myself when a hand tickled my balls. Quickly, I took inventory and realized it couldn’t be Amanda or Stacy, which could only mean the couple next to us had finished and a fourth randy member had joined our erotic tableau.
The fingers were now stroking my shaft, and from the way the nails periodically grazed my flesh, I knew it was Jeanne, not Ben. My guess was that he had come and was now sitting across from us. The thought of having an audience while I was with three smokin’-hot women turned me on. I imagined him stroking his dick idly as he watched his wife writhe on my face and make out with the hot redhead who was riding me, all while her friend caressed my balls and probably did some other things, either to herself or to Stacy, that I — sadly — wasn’t able to see.
As Jeanne continued caressing me, my balls contracted and I groaned against Amanda’s cunt. Then Stacy crashed down onto my torso, her pussy gripping me like a vise as she rode the waves of her orgasm. That’s when I figured out what Jeanne was doing: She was stimulating Stacy’s clit with nimble fingertips. I could feel her fingers squirming between our bodies, and that sent me into overdrive. I shouted as I came, my voice somewhat muffled by Amanda’s wet slit as I clutched Stacy’s firm asscheeks.
Feeling my shaft throbbing inside her, my partner chanted, “Oh yeah, baby, come for me.” As semen shot from deep inside me, she squeezed her pussy around my shaft, eliciting another volley of hot cream. Then Amanda slid off my face, and I felt another jolt of pleasure at the sight of Stacy’s beautiful breasts swaying gently above me. More semen shot from the slit in my crown, even though I’d thought I had nothing left to give.
I was completely spent, but that didn’t stop Stacy from rising and falling on my still-hard dick a few more times. Reluctantly, I stilled her because I was way too sensitive. She slid off, but not before leaning forward and giving me a long kiss, during which she sucked off our new friend’s essence.
Dawn was too far away, so we all returned to our own rooms to try to catch a couple hours’ sleep. Not long after, we reconvened in the hotel dining room for breakfast, and we shared knowing glances as well as a few snickers at hearing other tour members talking about the noises they’d heard coming from one of the rooms. Then we all boarded the bus, where I alternately napped and fantasized about the possibility of another group fuck later that night.
That did indeed happen, but the evening didn’t go exactly the way I thought it would. After arriving at our destination, I spent some time sightseeing with Stacy and Jeanne, and then we met up with Amanda and Ben for dinner. The girls wandered off as soon as we’d finished eating in order to check out a local bar. I considered joining them, but the couple invited me to their room for a nightcap, and though I wasn’t quite sure how that might pan out, I accepted, figuring at the very least I’d get more good tequila.
I offered to pick up some limes and salt, and when I arrived at their room, we shared a drink, but it wasn’t the same without the girls. Amanda suggested we head to the hotel’s indoor pool area, which also featured a hot tub. I stopped in my room to don my trunks, and when I rejoined my friends, I found them sitting with another couple from the tour, Christopher and Jodi, and a woman named Erin, a cute blonde with curly hair and big tits.
Other than the six of us, there was no one else around due to the late hour. Since the hotel was a little chilly, we opted for the warmth of the hot tub. The size of our group made it a tight fit, but that was fine with me. Erin was pretty much pressed up against me, her left thigh touching my right. Amanda was on my other side and our thighs were touching, too, which felt natural considering what had gone down between the two of us the night before.
It must have also felt natural to Amanda because her hand soon landed on my knee, caressing me beneath the churning water. I turned to her, hoping for a kiss, but her husband, who sat to her left, was already frenching her. They were kissing wildly, and her other hand seemed to be busy at his crotch. My cock rose at the thought as well as her touch, and I hoped that she’d soon turn her attention toward me.
That’s when I noticed the other members of our little circle were similarly occupied. When I looked to my right, I got the biggest surprise of all: Jodi and Erin were kissing while Christopher watched, one arm around his wife and the other submerged in such a way that I could guess he was stroking his erection. Noticing a bikini top floating on the water’s surface, I realized that this was about to get seriously sexy.
Placing my hand on Erin’s thigh, I leaned forward and nuzzled the back of her neck. She stopped sucking Jodi’s face long enough to turn around and give me a smile, so I reached around to cup her bare breasts — her bikini top was the one currently floating away — and strum the rigid nipples. Moaning, she leaned into my touch while shimmying backward to press her ass against me. Desiring even greater contact, I grasped her hips to move her onto my lap, and she was so buoyant that she floated there easily.
As she and Jodi made out, I kneaded her breasts while she ground her butt against my cock. Meanwhile, Christopher watched her writhing against me, and I wondered why he didn’t get involved. I stopped caring when Erin reached between her legs to stroke my dick. I sighed and lifted my hips, and she raised the stakes by tugging my bathing suit down to free my erection.
Tossing my trunks aside, she wrapped her fingers around my shaft and pumped gently. In turn, I released one of her tits and slipped my fingers under her bikini to part her cunt lips, which I guessed would have been sopping wet even if we hadn’t been in the hot tub. Then I inserted my digits into her hole and thrust them in and out in the same rhythm she was using to stroke me.
Hearing a splash from my other side, I glanced over and saw that Amanda was now bent over the tub’s bench with Ben standing behind her, fucking her doggy-style. They were both completely naked, and I smiled as I thought of the surprise someone would get if they wandered in and saw what was going on. That image made what we were doing even more exciting, and driven by that thought, as well as the sight of the couple next to me, I tugged down Erin’s bathing suit bottom, and with Jodi’s help lowered her onto my unbending pole.
Jodi continued holding my erection as the crown pierced Erin’s opening, and she didn’t let go until her friend started inching downward. When Erin’s ass landed on my balls, she planted her feet firmly on the tub bottom and began pumping up and down on my dick. I grasped her waist firmly and guided her movements, ensuring that she didn’t dislodge me or go floating away while we were fucking.
When Amanda saw that Jodi was unengaged, she motioned her to come sit in front of her on the tub’s edge. As her husband continued plunging his cock into her from behind, Amanda spread Jodi’s thighs, pulled aside her bikini and lowered her face to her hairless cunt.
I watched, enthralled, as Amanda ate Jodi while getting fucked from the rear. She ran her tongue over her sleek labia and sucked her clit, only losing a beat whenever Ben thrust into her more forcefully. Even then, her mouth and chin bumped against Jodi’s sex, and each time that happened, her partner gave a little groan. The entire scene continued to turn on Christopher, who was creating a tidal wave in the water with how frantically he jerked himself off.
The splashing alerted Erin that Christopher was alone, so she beckoned him closer. A few seconds later he stood in front of her, his cock so close I could almost taste it. I had never been that near another guy’s dick, and after a moment of uncertainty, I realized it didn’t bother me.
Reaching out, Erin pulled Christopher forward by his dick until she could wrap her lips around the crown. She swallowed him until her chin pressed against his balls. Then she let go of his root and held on to his hips, letting me do all the work. Being lifted up and down on my pole also caused his dick to plunge in and out of her mouth. And judging from Christopher’s reaction — bottom lip caught between his teeth, eyes shut tight, head thrown back — he was receiving more than enough stimulation.
Generally, I pride myself on my control, but I was the first one to come that night. Seeing Erin suck Christopher while hearing Ben’s grunts as he thrust into his wife — not to mention the sounds of Amanda licking and sucking Jodi’s pussy — well, that was more than I could bear. My asscheeks went taut as Erin’s buttocks repeatedly brushed against my balls, which were drawing inward until I let go, releasing a stream of come deep inside her. The waves of pleasure continued when she squeezed her muscles around me, milking me for more cream.
After that, the rest fell like dominoes. As I blasted into Erin, I stopped moving her, which let her concentrate on Christopher’s prick. She gripped him tighter and sucked him harder, and a minute later she was getting come from both ends. As she gulped down his load, I slipped my hand around her and pressed down on her clit. Immediately, her cunt muscles clutched my shaft tighter, completing our daisy chain of bliss.
I didn’t see much, but from what I heard, the threesome beside us was enjoying its own ecstatic moment. Jodi’s cries grew louder, alerting me she’d reached her peak, and that was joined by the sounds of Ben and Amanda grunting, the latter’s noises somewhat muffled by the other woman’s sex. Through it all, there was a lot of splashing as everyone thrashed and writhed in the swirling waters of the tub, as over and over we triggered each other’s orgasms.
The events of that night and the one previous remain among my favorite memories of that trip. Often, I’ll play them back in my mind, my cock growing hard as I reminisce about the friends I made and the sultry nights we shared. Thankfully, the touring company is planning a similar trip for next year, and I’ve already given them my deposit.
