Chapter 4

When I woke in the morning, my American neighbours were already swimming in the sea. I had a delightful ache and slightly sore feeling in my pussy, but in a good way. I made some toast in the little kitchenette and sat outside my chalet enjoying the warm morning sunlight.

I messaged Tom, asking if he wanted to meet up with me again. My heart was thudding heavily in my chest as I nervously waited for a reply. It didn’t take long for him to reply, he wanted to meet up the day after tomorrow. I couldn’t stop grinning, and I considered heading to my room to masturbate again.

My American neighbours had left the water, and were heading back across the beach. This time they came to say hello.

“Hey!” said the man approaching, “How’s it going? We’re in the chalet next door.”

“Hi,” I said, standing up and shaking his hand. “Lovely to meet you.”

“I’m Jack. This is my wife Emily.” Instead of a handshake she gave me a hug. She was wet from the sea and her large breasts squashed against mine.

“Are you from the UK?” she asked.

“Yes, from London,” I replied, “I’m Kate. I’m guessing you’re from the US?”

“That’s right,” she confirmed, flicking a stray strand of hair from her face. She was really pretty. “I hope we didn’t wake you up the other night.”

I felt myself blushing bright red. “Er, no,” I stammered, “I didn’t hear anything. What… what were you doing?” Why did I ask that?

“Oh nothing,” said Jack, “Just had some friends over. New friends.”

Jack had noticed the erotica book I was reading, “Oh, I’ve read that one!” he said excitedly. This caused me to blush even more, it meant he knew how dirty it was.

“Come on Jack, let’s leave her to relax,” said Emily. Her hand touched mine and I felt a burst of desire run through my whole body. “Hope to see you around,” she said. They headed back to their chalet. I listened out, but I didn’t hear anything. I was finding it difficult to concentrate on my book so I decided to cool off in the sea.

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That evening at the beachside restaurant, I had just received my drink and was about to order food, when Jack and Emily threaded their way through the tables.

“Oh look, it’s Kate!” said Emily.

“Hi neighbour,” said Jack, giving me a warm smile. “Hey, would you like us to join you for dinner? I mean, it’s fine if not, but…”

“Oh leave her alone Jack,” said Emily, “She doesn’t want some boorish Americans ruining her quiet evening.”

“I don’t,” I stammered, “Mind I mean. And you aren’t. Boorish, that is.” I seemed to have lost the ability to speak coherently when I was near them. They were both just too sexy. Emily somehow managed to pull off platform heels on the beach, with a long wraparound dress that had a slit all the way up the side, showing off an indecent amount of thigh and loads of cleavage. Jack looked like a rich businessman on holiday, his expensive shirt stretched over his wide shoulders, open at the neck. His tight trousers were causing me all kinds of problems with where to look.

Jack signalled the waiter and ordered some drinks as they pulled up chairs and sat at my table. They were so confident and relaxed that soon I began to relax too. We ordered food and soon we were chatting like old friends. They were very easy to get on with. Jack kept ordering different wines for me to try and soon I was floating along in a wonderful cloud.

They seemed interested in me, and I was revealing more than I normally would about my dead bedroom marriage and how I was feeling free and single again. Then the conversation turned to their relationship.

“The wonderful thing about Jack,” Emily said, putting her hand on his thigh, “is that he’s not the jealous type. He just loves to see me enjoying myself. What’s the word Jack?”

“Compersion,” he said.

“That’s the one. It means that I can fully express myself without any feelings of guilt.”

“What do you mean?” I asked.

“Well, for example, when he watches me have sex with someone else, he just feels happy that I’m enjoying myself. And I feel the same about watching him with other people too.”

I blushed all over again. I hadn’t expected the conversation to turn so explicit. “You… have sex with other people?” I asked, pretending that I hadn’t heard exactly that happening the night before last.

Emily took a sip of wine and regarded me through her long, dark eyelashes. “Why do I feel like you already knew that?” she asked.

My heart was beating so fast I thought I might be having a panic attack.

“Is it something you would ever consider?” asked Jack.

“Consider? What do you mean?”

“Having sex with more than one person at the same time.” By the way he said it, I understood what the implication was. I felt like I might pass out, my breathing was coming fast and irregular, and I realised I was sweating. But more than any of that, the area between my legs felt like it was on fire.

“I…” I began, not knowing what to say. I took a long drink from my wine glass to cover my embarrassment.

“Shall we go back to our place, we’ve got a bottle of wine?” asked Emily.

My heart was pounding, but I’d never wanted anything more. “Yes,” I squeaked.

We walked back along the beach to our accommodation. Emily slipped her hand into mine. “You’re very beautiful,” she told me.

In their living area, we sat together on the sofa. Jack used his phone to put some music on the bluetooth speaker and Emily cuddled up to me. I could feel the weight of her breasts against me. She was looking at me. I turned towards her, and her tongue was in my mouth. It was wet, warm and tasted like wine. I felt myself responding to her kiss, exploring her tongue with mine. I’d never kissed a woman before. I’d hardly kissed any men.

Pleasure flooded through my body, radiating out from the intense feelings in my mouth. I felt her hands on my shoulder, and then my upper chest, and then her hand was inside my top, groping my large, soft breasts. God, it felt so good. I touched her too, my hands on the outside of her dress, feeling her massive boobs.

When we finally came up for air, I looked over at Jack. He was watching us, a huge bulge in his tight trousers. Emily kissed my neck and then slipped down onto the floor in front of me. She lifted my dress up to my thighs, and started to kiss my legs. My pussy was aching now, and I was sure I must be leaking wetness into my knickers.

She gently opened my legs, and kissed up my thighs until she reached my white, lacy knickers. There, she placed a kiss on my panties where it hid my clit, causing me to let out a loud moan as the light touch sent a bolt of pleasure through my whole body. My hands gripped the sofa and I arched my back.

Jack was close to me now, holding me around the waist, his firmer kisses on my neck. His tongue flicked out in between the kisses, licking me down to my collarbone. Emily was licking and kissing my clit through my panties and the combined sensations were sending me wild with desire. I was so turned on, I was ready to do absolutely anything with these two sexy people.

Emily hooked her fingers into my panties and pulled them all the way down my legs, then she opened them wide and looked at me. I’d had my bikini lined waxed for the holiday, but my pubic hair had only been trimmed short. I could feel how wet I was. I felt a thrill run me through at being exposed like this.

“Your pussy is so beautiful,” she purred, nobody had ever said that to me before and it sent a warm glow of validation running through me.

Jack had exposed my breasts out the top of my dress by now, and he lent over to take one of my hard nipples in his mouth. My hand gravitated to his bulge, he felt so big and hard. At the same time, Emily’s mouth connected with my cunt, her warm tongue lapping at my wet opening and moving up to my clit. The sensations were almost more than I could bear and I cried out in pleasure as I squeezed Jack’s cock.

Emily’s tongue was moving quicker now and Jack was sucking hard on my nipple. It didn’t take long before the fire in my core overflowed through my whole body and I screamed out in ecstasy, a full-body orgasm leaving me shaking on the sofa.

Jack stood before us and Emily helped me unbuckle his belt and pull down his trousers and underwear. As I had suspected, his cock was impressively big, fully erect and lined with thick veins. It was both long, and very thick. Just the sight of it was making me ache again.

Emily and I wrapped our hands around his cock and took turns licking and sucking it. Jack tipped his head back and closed his eyes, enjoying the sensations we were giving him. I’d never thought I would enjoy doing this so much, but the heat and hardness in my mouth were such a turn on. My tongue meeting Emily’s on his shaft just made it even better.

I could have sucked his beautiful dick all night, but after a while, Emily said “I want to watch you fuck her.”

My cunt really needed this. I pulled my dress over my head and unhooked my bra. Laying back completely naked on the sofa I looked up at Jack with my legs spread. He stripped off too, revealing his large muscular and tattooed body.

He grabbed a condom from a bowl on the sideboard and rolled it slowly onto his big cock as I watched. How many people did they fuck that they needed a bowl of condoms in their living room?

Kneeling between my legs, he pressed the tip of his cock against my opening, making me gasp with desire. His hands massaged my breasts, his fingers running over my stretch marks and playing with my nipples. “Your tits are amazing,” he told me.

“They are!” agreed Emily, wrapping her arms around me and taking one of my nipples into her mouth. And then his thick cock was inside me, stretching me open and filling me completely. I felt his hardness through my whole cunt as he thrust inside me.

Jack began to fuck me, thrusting forcefully into me. The thought of him fucking so many other women with his big erection was also turning me on. He fucked me hard into the sofa as his wife sucked my tits. I’d never felt so horny or so slutty.

He thrust inside me again and again, his strong muscles taut and straining, a thin film of sweat forming on them as he took me. Emily’s hand went to my clit, her fingers quickly bringing me to a screaming orgasm. But Jack didn’t relent, he just fucked me even harder.

He had amazing stamina, and after a while he flipped me over onto my knees. Holding his cock, he guided the tip inside me from my behind. But he didn’t push in any deeper, he just stroked my back. I was desperate for penetration, so I tried to push back onto his cock, but he stopped me from getting it in any deeper with his hand on my back.

“Do you want my cock?” he asked, in his deep, sexy voice.

“Yes please,” I whimpered. “Fuck me, please.” I tried to push back onto it again, but he stopped me, the tip of his cock just stretching my lips open, but nothing more.

“Tell me how much you want it,” he said.

“So much!” I begged, “Please, fuck me, fuck me hard, fuck me with your big cock.” I was saying things I’d never said before, I just needed his cock inside me.

Then he slid it inside me, all the way, deeper than I thought possible in one smooth movement until his body was pressed tight up against my ass. I could feel its thick girth filling me and throbbing inside me and I climaxed hard. He didn’t move as my cunt clenched and spasmed on his cock and I rode the waves of orgasm rushing over me.

When my orgasm had finally passed, he began to fuck me hard again and I let out a loud moan with every thrust. Emily had been watching, but now she moved in front of me on the sofa. She was completely naked too now, and she lay there with her legs open, inviting me to go down on her. She was almost completely shaved except for a small strip of hair on her mound.

I buried my face between her legs, immersing myself in the taste and texture of her wet folds. I’d never gone down on a woman before, but it felt amazing. My tongue explored the unfamiliar textures of her opening as Jack pounded into me from behind. I came again, looking up at her and maintaining eye contact as the waves of pleasure flowed through me.

Jack withdrew from me, leaving me open and gaping. The condom was covered in my sticky white essence. He pulled it off and moved between his wife’s legs. Then he slid his cock inside her, making her cry out with pleasure. I watched from behind how his thick cock spread her open and her lips gripped him tightly above her perfect asshole. He fucked her hard, thrusting into her and making her moan again and again until she too climaxed, her nails digging into his back.

We took a brief rest, all of us sweating and panting hard. Then Jack sat on the sofa and Emily got a new condom. She expertly rolled it onto his dick. “Ride his cock,” she said when she was done.

I didn’t need to be asked twice. I straddled him, and held him in my hand, guiding it in between my folds and sinking down on top of him. I started to rock my hips, making him thrust inside me. The thickness of his cock felt amazing in my vagina, and I could feel it rubbing against my g-spot as I rocked back and forth.

Emily held me from behind, groping my large tits and squeezing my nipples. I got into a comfortable rhythm and could feel my climax rising again in my core. But it felt different in this position, and suddenly I felt an intense pressure inside me.

My cunt clenched hard and his cock slipped out of me. At the same time, the floodgates of orgasm released and I felt fluid explode out of me in a fountain over his chest. “Oh my god!” I cried. I’d never squirted before and it caught me by surprise, but the feeling was amazing, it was the release I had been looking for. I squirted and squirted over him as Emily looked on, squealing in delight.

When it finally stopped, I collapsed on the sofa. “That was so hot,” said Emily.

“I’ve never done that before!” I said, my hand between my legs, feeling my wet mound. “I don’t think I can take any more, that was so intense.”

So I just watched, as Emily took her turn riding his dick. She fucked him hard, her huge breasts bouncing around like crazy. Soon he was closing his eyes and squirming underneath her, “I’m going to come,” he gasped.

Emily jumped off, and slowly stroked his cock with her hand. It was so hard and swollen, he was getting closer and closer until suddenly cum erupted from his cock several feet in the air and splashed on his chest. Another load and another spurted out, thick and white. I couldn’t believe how much of it there was.

Even when it stopped ejaculating that far, there was still pulse after pulse of thick cum flowing out and running down his cock. Emily lent over and started licking it all up, starting on his shaft and then moving to his belly.

I decided to help her. I hadn’t tasted cum for decades and it was much nicer than I remembered. The sexiness of the act was even turning me on. When we’d cleaned him up with our tongues, we all collapsed in a sweaty pile on the sofa and exchanged soft kisses.

But soon I felt an overwhelming tiredness consume me. I felt sexually satisfied, the burning horniness that had consumed me since arriving had finally dissipated. I thanked Jack and Emily for a wonderful evening and returned to my chalet, where I fell into a deep sleep.

To be continued...

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