John's voice, muffled from between his wife's thighs, pleaded, "Ah, fuck my ass, David. It hurts so good. Ooh, God, fuck me!"
"Fuck him, David," Renee urged.
"Give it to him," Kristie said, making it unanimous. I had held still, letting John adjust to my cock. Renee's fingernails tickled my balls and I slowly, reluctantly withdrew from the snug opening. "Lovely, oh, God," Renee mumbled as she watched, her face only inches from the connection.
Soon, John and I had established a regular rhythm. He exhaled and groaned each time my cock bottomed out. With Kristie and Renee adding their own moans and audible expressions, I was encouraged to increase my speed.=20
"Give it to him," Kristie breathed into my ear.
"Fuck me!" John pleaded.
"Do it, David," Renee urged.
I had to cum. Kristie could tell. My hips were quickly slamming John's ass. With a powerful thrust I sank my cock into his asshole and felt my cum rush up my shaft and erupt from the slit into the condom's reservoir. I could feel John's ass spasm around my cock and he groaned and gasped, "I'm cumming!" Kristie's finger slipped inside my anus and she shuddered and made noises which indicated that she, too, was cumming.
My cock soon started to lose its firmness and I held onto the condom as I withdrew from John's ass. I saw that Renee was sucking John's cock, though he had evidently shot spunk onto her cheek before her mouth had captured him. Kristie removed the condom from my cock and I leaned down behind my friend and held Renee's head in my hands. I kissed her forehead and she let John's limp cock slip from her lips and rolled away from her. I licked the warm, salty splash from her cheek and the kissed her. My tongue sought and found more jism in her moth, which she shared.
When we looked up, Kristie had poured the contents of the condom over her breasts and John was kicking each breast clean of my liquid. Renee scurried to John's side to lap my spunk from Kristie's other breast. Kristie hugged them as they nursed, sucking my man-milk from her pert tits.
Renee went out and brought some wet washcloths and we used them to freshen up and we rested then, entwined on the bed. We talked of things we wanted to do with each other and when Renee admitted that she had never had sex with a woman before, Kristie asked if she would like to try now.
"I'd love to, Kristie. How…what?"
"Just lie back," Kristie said. She crawled forward and kissed Renee's full lips, then inched downward, sucking the brown nipples of Renee's breasts. Kristie's tongue left a wet trail over Renee's belly as my lovely young cousin made her way to Renee's moist pussy. Renee's face reflected her enjoyment as Kristie pleasured her sex and trilled her clit. I felt my cock responding and I noticed that John's pole had already risen to attention. I reached over and wrapped my hand around his shaft.
"Go ahead, David. Do it." Kristie had stopped her oral ministrations and both she and Renee were smiling, their eyes wide and twinkling. Yes, I had wondered what it would have been like to suck John's cock. I had never thought of doing it with any other male, only my friend John. His cock was hot in my fist. Blood pulsed in it rapidly. I bent my head toward John's cock. Kristie kept whispering, "Yes, David, yes." I felt the heat from the knob when it was still an inch from my parted lips.
All four of us held our breath. Silence filled the room as the smooth knob of John's cock slid over my lower lip. My tongue met the tip and I opened my mouth to let his hard-on inside. It was John who broke the silence as my tongue wriggled against the nerve bundle underneath his cock, just behind the glans. I instinctively knew what would make his cock feel good.
"Oh, God!" he gasped. His hips thrust involuntarily, driving his cock deeper into my mouth. It was warm and the flesh tasted clean and good.
"Yes!" Kristie said. "Ooh, David, suck it!"
I was soon on my back and John and I were engaged in a feverish 69, and I caught a quick glimpse of Kristie hovering over Renee, grinding her young pussy on Renee's mouth.
As I mentioned earlier, I'd never given any thought to doing anything sexual with another male, with the exceptions of my fantasies about my best friend. And as a fortieth birthday present, I had John's cock in my mouth while my cock filled his. The sounds of two men and the two women grunting and moaning in pleasure was a delight.
My tongue twirled around John's cock and I could taste his pre-cum, just as I knew he could taste mine. I fondled his balls; he toyed with mine. My finger circled his sphincter; his finger circled my pore, pressing, seeking entry. I wanted to cum in his moth and, yes, I wanted him to fill my mouth with his warm seed. And just as I knew I was close to exploding, I sensed that John was soon going to slake my thirst.
I heard Renee wail as Kristie's talented tongue brought her to the climax she needed. John had managed to get my entire cock in his mouth and on each downstroke his throat squeezed at the head, coaxing my climax. My finger squirmed into his rectum, still most and receptive from the ass-fuck I had given him earlier. I worked my finger around and massaged where I felt the swell of his prostate. He followed suit, his squirming digit encouraging my imminent release.
"Oh, Renee!" Kristie gasped. "Cumming! Oh,…cumming!" John pumped his cock deep into my mouth, his sac resting on my nose. I felt him swell in my mouth even as my cum left my balls and began the rapid flow up my shaft. My spunk poured into his throat even as his juice fired into the back of my mouth. I could not have even imagined letting some guy's cock and jizz anywhere near my mouth, let alone inside it, but not only had I been sucking on John's cock, but I had enjoyed doing it. His cum was like a thick soup, warm and slightly salty, and I thought it was quite good. That's why I swallowed it.
We slept for awhile, made plans for them to visit us two days later, and Kristie and I went home. We went to bed and held each other. I wasn't horny, I just felt like holding the woman I care about.
"David?" Kristie's voice was soft.
"Yes."
"Was that a good present? I mean, is it all right? Now that the fantasy has become real? Are you okay?"
"Kristie, I'm fine. I had always wondered if my fantasies about John meant I was gay or something, but I think that I won't wonder anymore. It was fun, I wouldn't mind doing it again, but I love you, even more now, if that's possible." We hugged each other tightly.
"And I love you, David." Sleep came quickly and found me smiling.