“I’m just giving the man what he wants,” I replied. “Who am I to say it’s strange or weird. Both of them have choices. They’re choosing. When you’re done there, Becca, I think I’d like to go out to the pool and swim a few laps. Whose turn is it to get fucked again?”
“I was the last one to get fucked last night,” Sharon said. “I suppose it’s Becca’s turn, though she got to lick Laura’s cunt.”
“But she didn’t get to cum, which should be the deciding factor. When I’m done swimming laps, I’ll fuck Becca.”
As soon as Becca cleaned me up, we went out to the pool. I swam laps in the nude, the girls found a different way to frolic. It was a half hour later when Phillip and Laura joined us. Laura remained nude, as instructed, while Phillip wore board shorts, nothing that brought attention to his manhood. He began swimming laps with me while Laura took a lounge fairly close to the two women in a sixty-nine. She put sunscreen on herself and had sunglasses on, but I could tell she was watching them have sex. I would be asking her to get in a sixty-nine when I fucked her tonight, so let her develop an interest in seeing what it was like.
When I came out of the pool, I had an erection. I took another lounge chair beside Laura and had Becca mount me so Laura got a good view of the raucous fucking. Becca was nearly as vocal as Laura usually was, especially without having to worry about other guests in the hotel. Phillip got out of the pool after swimming his laps and watched me nail his legal assistant who obviously enjoyed my fucking as much as Laura did. She was bouncing up and down my cock with great enthusiasm and the proper amount ‘fuck me’s’ and ‘I’m cumming’s’ to make it obvious she was loving it. Phillip had another erection his swimsuit couldn’t hide. I tended to believe that my fucking his legal assistant had to be nearly as arousing to him as fucking his wife was, without the emotional baggage.
Becca removed my rubber, then licked and sucked my cock clean when I finished, after fucking her for close to an hour, then she returned to Sharon where they settled into another sixty-nine.
“Laura, could you put some sunscreen on me. I don’t want my cock to burn in the sun,” I said.
She didn’t even look at Phillip before moving over to my lounge with her lotion. She smoothed the lotion on my forehead and cheeks, then started down my body. When she reached my groin, which was already showing interest, she skipped down to my feet and started working her way back up. My cock was fully hard by now. She smoothed the cream all over my cock and balls, even over the tip, where a bead of pre-cum was glistening.
Having lathered the cream on, she was about to return to her chair when I told her to keep going until I climaxed. She didn’t look at Phillip for that either. Moving both hands up and down my shaft, she masturbated me in front of her husband. I allowed myself to climax after fifteen minutes. I didn’t build up as much cum as I normally did by fucking longer, but the amount that shot out of my balls would have put most men to shame. I wanted Phillip to see how much there was, to know how much seed I was depositing in his wife every time I fucked her now. She used a towel to dab the cum off my chest and stomach where most of it had landed. Now she glanced at Phillip, before taking her seat again.
“You cum so much, Brick; I’d love to feel you cum inside of me,” Becca said. “What do I have to do to get you to leave the rubber off?”
“Go to the doctor and be medically cleared of sexually transmitted diseases and provide proof of birth control. I’m not trying to breed anyone but Mrs. Smith.”
“I’ll take care of that as soon as I can.”
“You do that.”
In twenty minutes, I turned over and had Laura rub sunscreen on my back and ass. She was as thorough this time as she was on the front, without the happy ending. I thanked her for her services.
Around four, Laura had to go into the house to prepare supper. The rest of us trailed in after her. I enjoyed watching Laura working in the kitchen nude. So did Phillip. I held Sharon in my lap and kissed and cuddled with her.
“Your turn next,” I whispered in her ear, “as soon as you bring me another condom.”
Sharon left the room, hurrying because I’d left her in a bit of a lather with our playing. She returned and rolled it over my shaft and I took her bent over the dining room table. Sharon wasn’t quite the singer the other two women were, though it was obvious to everyone she was enjoying her fucking. Even Laura stopped to watch me long stroking my big dick up Sharon’s cunt. She idly played with herself while watching, a pan in the other hand. I smiled at her and she realized what she was doing and went back to preparing the food, though she stole frequent glances at our fucking.
Laura was aroused. Her own cunt glistened with her juices. As far as I knew, she’d cleaned up after herself and Phillip when they left the room, or Phillip had for her, but watching multiple people have sex and stroking me off outside had left her ready for more, and it wasn’t her husband’s cock she was craving.
When Laura moved close enough, I bent her over the table too, moved over and fucked her ten or twelve strokes, making her cum on the second stroke with a sudden gasp, and again on the last, that fast, then smacking her ass lightly, before moving back to Sharon and finishing up in her. Now Phillip was seeing not only how much I made Laura cum, but how quickly. I’m sure his little cock was aching for relief. He wasn’t going to get it for awhile unless he did something about it.
We sat down to eat and I pulled Laura into my lap, feeding her and playing with her again. I stayed away from kissing her in front of Phillip, but I had no problem licking and sucking her sensitive nipples or inserting my fingers in her snatch in front of him. When we both finished eating, I pushed our dishes out of the way and ate her out in front of him, giving her three more orgasms, then fucking her for thirty minutes and five more orgasms before exploding in her pussy.
“Stay there,” I told her. “We’ll take care of the dishes since you prepared the food.”
Laura was fucked out and too exhausted to move anyway. My cream was running out of her gaping, well fucked cunt, and dripping down her crack. The two girls and I got up and cleaned the kitchen and dining room. I saw Phillip move over to sit in front of her spread legs. He watched for about five minutes, then pulled his shorts down and entered Laura. She didn’t cum when he fucked her, barely acknowledging his prick, even after he climaxed. He pulled out and began licking the cum dripping from her pussy. She squirmed and orgasmed during that, holding his head against her crotch as he cleaned the mess I’d left behind and he added to. I was pleased to see he was doing it openly now, not even bothering to hide his activities from me, his legal assistant or Sharon. He was acknowledging to the world he was a willing cuckold.
The kitchen clean, I picked Laura up off the table. She wrapped her arms around me, though there was no chance I’d drop her.
“I’m taking her to bed now, Phillip. Remember, the door to the bedroom is always open. Feel free to come in and watch if you like.”
I carried his wife to the Master Bath, showered with her and the other two girls in their luxurious shower, and we all washed and scrubbed each other, washing all of the sex off us before we started in again. I didn’t see any sign of Phillip while we showered and brushed our teeth. I also changed the anal plugs of all the women again, Laura going on the third largest one, in which she could be anally fucked by her husband tomorrow, Becca also going on the third, but unless her boss fucked her, she’d have to wait another couple days. Sharon was going on her largest plug, and I intended to fuck her ass tomorrow night. The nice things about the larger plugs, they’d also enhance the sex and orgasms they’d receive tonight.