Carla 15 Dana Time

Since our last stormy screwfest, we hadn't played again as the Jumpgate hadn't re-opened, though we were occasionally playful. Our friendship was deep, and we hugged a lot, mostly when clothed, though sometimes not. Sometimes Playful, we could be naked without anything happening, though sometimes naked and I would be grabbed around the boobs or lower down from behind and then playfully kissed, then maybe someone would also briefly fill my open hole to laughter and group kisses.

For Carla and I, feeling a hot tub's bubbles caress us and work their magic around our bodies and bounce around inside us, turns our lights on hard. Having hot girls getting hotter next to Tom made him the same, even if it was only the dimply fairy lights on. In the spa, we were always naked and mostly nothing between me and them would happen, though they would always end up making love after I'd headed to the Annexe to unwind. Sometimes we'd have a brief kiss and then I'd sit on her lap for a brief grind or kiss, or on his lap having a brief feel of his filling member on or in me as we playfully kissed each other. Our definition of Play is going the whole, horny way to full and multiple orgasms: the Sex Jumpgate, as we referred to it, would suddenly and sharply open to lift me out of a deep funk, leading to a period of intense and passionate horniness.

I still had the Trio as I called the FBs: The too sweet and gentle Pete: someone I could always hit up for a date or a root, but his weakness was that he was too relaxed in and out of bed and he wasn't into exercise which was also problematic as I needed someone to run me hard on the street and in or out of bed. Hard-rooting and older Kevin was good, but he wasn't up here much for work and too much of him meant I had trouble walking, though I could get on top of it if I wanted to. Finally, Steve who didn't have much time due to his kids, but when we were together, he was very hard and hot! Pete was over at our place regularly as had Steve. Not for want of trying, I never managed to do it with either in the hot tub when either when Tom and Carla were also there, or we were alone. After his one time getting caught out, Pete was diligent in ensuring that it sadly never happened again, so us being naked and following through in the hot tub didn't happen, not that I had minded that incident's afters.

For once, Kevin's work at NASSCO in San Diego coincided with my fortnight in Long Beach and he had a free weekend before up to Marinette for more boaty business. Better still, it was sale time at Dana Outlet and the three of us needed new running gear. We decided to stay the weekend at the Dana Lodge as it had a special deal on rooms with hot tubs and has a good restaurant.

We caught the CoastLiner up/down and met at the Lodge. At Long Beach, the uniform was RocketFactory-branded T-shirts and dark jeans and in celebration of our 50th launch, we'd all been issued celebratory ones which I wore. Though on the train, I'd removed my bra to relax, and it silhouetted my bust, slightly showing my anticipation.

We met at the hotel reception and as usual, he pulled me tight for a brief kiss, causing me to feel his excitement too and I briefly ground against him making him harder. As we didn't need many clothes, nor were we planning to wear much for most of the weekend, I had an overnight bag which the porter took to our room. It was dinner time, and we were ready to eat, and we knew that later we'd eat each other as I'd told him that dessert would be in the spa.

Holding hands and periodically kissing, we walked down from the reception and along the deck to the restaurant which had a stunning view of the sunset. As we waited to be seated, I snuggled into him and we kissed again, admiring the romantic view and I felt our excitement grow. There was a powerful romantic vibe here as it seemed that people came here for romance, or a hot weekend due to the absence of kids. We had a glass of Champagne as we waited for dinner and admired the stunning ocean sunset, sometimes leaning in to kiss or hands to move around, then ate, but we knew our real main course awaited at the room.

After dinner, we headed back to the room. As soon as the door was closed, he Frenched me hard against it, which I returned as our hands wandered around each other. He pulled my top off, exposing my hard tits and rapidly moved down my chest and started to suck them, causing me to moan gently as I released his thick, hard cock from his trousers and played with it as he sucked and kissed my nipples. He kissed down me, undid and removed my jeans and panties, then started on my hole. His touches sent shivers up me and I moaned louder as his expert tongue and hands worked their way around my excited hole. I pushed him off me, dropped down and removed his trousers, then started kissing the base of his hard cock.

He pulled me up and kissed me hard, placing his hardness between my legs and started rubbing my lips as we kissed hard, making me even wetter. We Frenched harder as his cock rubbed my pussy, making itself harder and me wetter, and I knew he was going to screw me here if I didn't do something. "Naughty boy," I said, kissing him again, "You know where the desert is, so get it," I commanded, then kissed his base.

He went over to the hot tub, placed the condoms on the side, and turned it on as I opened the champagne and set it on the side. We got in, toasted and started kissing again as the bubbles started caressing my body and bouncing inside me and I moaned gently. "You get turned on here?" he asked.

"The bubbles make me so horny, they caress my tits and rub my pussy so well" I replied as his hands caressed my hard tits, "And you've never had me in the tub at home." I glared at him, kissing him harder and stroking his cock as he alternated between my tits and wide-open pussy, increasing my horniness.

"Pete never does you there?" he asked as I was open about the others, though not what I did to them and had never mentioned what sometimes happens with Carla and Tom.

"Pete and I got caught out by them when I was at Carla's and he's made sure he never gets caught again," I said sadly and slid onto his lap with his naked cock against my pussy, thinking of what happened after Pete had left and how the times since we'd either been playful or played in the spa. We drank more champagne, and I reversed onto his lap, so my back was on his front, and he grabbed my boobs hard and Frenched me. I rubbed myself against his hardness as he groped and kissed me, eliciting more moans as I started riding up his long pole, still Frenching and he worked my tits, so they became even larger and harder. I switched so we were now facing, and I slid against his elongating pole again as we Frenched, and he fondled.

I slid off his lap and reached over, pulling a condom out and placed it between my lips. He stood so he was out of the water, and I slowly and sensually put it on him, massaging his encased cock with my lips as he groped my dangling tits.

I pushed him down and slid back, this time slowly onto his hard cock as he groped me and massaged his tip with my open hole. "Full dessert now," I said as he kissed me hard and groped my tits. I rode him gently up and down, sometimes not moving far, as we kissed as he groped and thrust into me and our pace increased, though when he went too fast, I dialled back on the grinds. He is good at going hard, but today, I wanted to show him the perfect spot: hard enough to orgasm me, but slow enough to keep me there for a long time, like only Carla and Tom can do to me.

My moans increased along with my pussy tightening on his hard cock. This time, I was in control of it, which he didn't entirely like, but it meant that I could caress and squeeze it how I wanted and let it fill me as he fondled my hard tits and nipples and Frenched me deeper. I got up, turned around and cowbody'd his hard, thick cock, Frenching him hard as he pawed my tits again, making me occasionally pleasurably moan as he thrust up on my down stroke, hitting my tight top. We Frenched harder as we thrust against each other and I moaned louder, clenching his cock. I rode him hard and fast, Frenching him likewise as I clamped onto his cock, then he grunted into my kiss and I moaned loudly, squeezing his cum into the condom as I came too, and we fucked hard to keep me in orgasm as he tried not to soften. We sat there, making out, caressing, and slowly screwing a comedown and drinking more of the remaining champagne under the moonlight. "That's how I like it in the spa, I said kissing and grinding his still-inside cock.

We turned the jets off and got out of the pool. I unwrapped his cock and playfully cleaned off his cum, then we dried each other, kissing as we went along and rubbing sexy bits extra well. Our Frenching increased pace as we fondled again and he hardened up as he kissed my neck, then hard tits and finally, open snatch. He stood, reached behind me and lifted me up. I reached down and grabbed the packet, then wrapped my arms around his neck and legs around his waist and I rested on his hard pole, kissing him, as he carried me inside. I was wondering where he was going to take me this time as we Frenched as his pole rubbed my gap.

"Naughty you," I kissed him, "Hope you have enough for the rest of the weekend," I asked as he Frenched me harder and dropped me onto the table and I dropped the packet next to me. We Frenched again as one hand worked my tit, the other my hole and I gently massaged his hardness. He moved down and kissed my chest, going harder into my hole and I started moaning again. I was being gentle with him as I didn't want him too big, so he'd go in easier and then fill me gradually, though his touches were really opening me. I leaned slightly back so he could fully work my hole, and his other hand worked my tit hard and I moaned louder as he worked my hole deeper, and I felt every touch inside. He leaned into French me as his hands worked me, sometimes slowing and moving more to the outer, keeping me up as I moaned and rode him and my ongoing orgasm. He went hard on both as we Frenched hard and I moaned loudly, soaking his hand with my cum and squeezing it as I peaked. All the guys were good at getting me up before screwing, though if I wanted a long up, the best were my friends, I mused, rubbing my soaking pussy.

I pulled myself erect and kissed him hard, wanting his hard to send me back again and pulled out a condom, which he put on as we kissed. He pulled me onto it, kissing me harder and started on my entrance with short, sharp thrusts making me moan again. He worked deeper, alternating short and long thrusts to fill my tightening pussy, and we Frenched harder.

He pulled me tight and moved away from the bench, heading to the bed. I kissed him harder and fucked him hard. He stopped and started thrusting on my down strokes, making me moan harder as I tightened on his thick cock and wrapped my arms tighter. We stayed there, fucking as I got tighter, and I felt him near. I squeezed him hard and moaned loudly as I came, stimulating his spasm and forcing his cum into the wrap, then I released my legs, but not him as we had a wind-down.

The next morning, I woke finding myself on top of his sleeping body. I always enjoy waking and finding myself on or behind held by someone, though even better is the few times I've been sandwiched by them. I spun around, placed my pussy on his lips and started kissing his slumbering cock as it and his mouth woke, this finding my other lips and starting to massage them too. We lay there 69-ing as he woke, then I spun around and kissed him, grinding my now-wet and open pussy on his hardening cock. Our kissing increased as my grinding did too, then I slid down and took him between my tits, stimulating it with them as I moaned gently and felt my pussy really moisten. When his tip reached my mouth, I briefly flicked my tongue over it, sending a shudder down him and he responded by flicking my pussy with his tongue and I moaned longer.

I slid off, reached over and unwrapped another condom, then used my lips to slowly apply it to his full length, caressing it as I went along, then I rolled back onto him with my tits on his mouth. He sucked them while fingering my wet, open hole making diligent work of both. I slid down, fully taking his shaft in one hit and Frenching deeply as we slowly screwed and Frenched. Our kissing and screwing increased as I felt him lengthen and widen in me as I moaned with my orgasm forming. Still kissing, I writhed on his long cock, letting it stimulate my whole pussy as our horniness increased.

He held me tightly and rolled over, so he was on top and thrust slowly into my entrance while kissing my nipples. I felt his every wrapped touch on my entrance and of his hands on my nipples, causing me to moan louder as I gently ground against his long, thick cock. He pushed deeper, thrusting slowly but firmly and kissed me as I tightened on him. His mouth locked onto my nipple and sucked it harder, making me moan and squeezing him, then he spasmed as I did, and we orgasmed together.

After laying there, gently making out and screwing a climb-down, we got dressed into our running gear and put t-shirts and shorts on, so we look half-decent in the restaurant. It was a calm, sunny day with the receding waves lapping the beach. The restaurant was filling and, as last night, full of couples exchanging kisses. We leisurely ate a decent breakfast and periodically, each other, then headed to the deck where there were newspapers and a barista so we could fully digest.

It was mid-morning as we left the hotel. We were in our usual tri top and shorts summer clothing and carried belt-mounted water bottles, and my top was currently fully zipped, though it still showed my bust, and my nipples were making a slight show. We headed up Cove Road, looking south at the Marina, our hotel and the coast towards San Clemente, then onto the Scenic Drive trail and we noticed the beach isn't visible from there. As we neared South Strand, we were getting hot, and our tops were clinging to our chests. We stopped to admire the view and for a quick make-out and playful grind, then we continued to the zigzag down to South Strand. I pulled my zip down slightly to let myself breathe and I noticed that he was noticing things too, so we stopped for another brief kiss and grind, and I felt him get larger and I started to open up.

We ran down the exposed beach and periodically, I notched down my top, giving him better views. Sometimes, he'd poke up for a view, so I'd stop to briefly kiss it hello, making him shudder, and another quick make-out as I made him even harder and myself wetter before he moved his cock back in his shorts.

We found the most secluded spot, stopped and pulled me tight into him, kissing me as the gentle wind bathed us and the sun warmed our already hot bodies. I Frenched back harder, feeling his hard dick push against me. I Frenched him harder, reached down and released his hard length from his shorts as he dropped my tight shorts to expose my wet gap, and I slid him between my legs as we Frenched harder. He pulled away and spun me around, so my back was against his chest and his cock pushed from behind with its tip rubbing my wet pussy. I leaned my head back so we could French as his hands roamed my encased bust, then worked under from the top as his hard cock rubbed my pussy, making it wetter and wider. He unzipped me and let my top drop off as I released my hands, then his returned to caressing my hard tits as his cock caressed my wetness and I moaned into our hard Frenches. I always enjoy doing on the beach and he is very skilful, though I really enjoy the treat of being kissed from behind and in front by Tom and Carla and having our pussies sandwich his perfect cock as we grind together and knowing that it would be soon in me as is.

We stood there kissing, him groping my tits harder as I slid along his fat length, knowing that I could easily move slightly, and he'd be in me. This is something that I fantasise about but, as I have three FBs, I'd only gone bare once -- with Pete, and that was against my rules. Though I'd broken all of them later, once he'd left by scraping against Tom's hot cock which they'd then generously and hornily gave it twice. I was really open, and he was very thick, but I knew he'd still be very big when he went in, so I slid off him, pushing him backwards to the sand.

I slid my boobs down him from head to toe, taking his hardness between them and started tittying them as he fingered my wetness, then I released it, dropped lower so he could finger and lick me deeper as I took his base in my mouth and started sucking it. I felt his tongue and fingers in and on me, causing me to moan as I playfully flicked his head with my fingers. I pulled up so he was now fully in me as I reached over and pulled a wrapper out of his shorts, then I extracted the wrap and placed it in my lips, then gently slid down and placed it over his hardness, massaging as I went along while he kissed my open hole to readiness. I pushed my hole down as he roamed in, stimulating my peaking pussy s I suckled him harder as he tickled my inside, and I moaned. I kissed his hardness hard, thinking of it in me as his expert lips and tongue made me pulse and then, I came again onto his mouth.

He rolled me over and spun around, kissing me from pussy via hard tits and neck to lips as his ready and wrapped cock slid into my wet and welcoming entrance. We kissed hard as I felt his girth and length slide relatively painlessly into my wet but still tight for him pussy and I moaned gently as I felt each thrust go deeper into me as we Frenched harder. He reached down and started kissing my engorged nipple, sending shivers up as his increasing length filled me and stimulated me there too and I wondered whether he had any cum left to shoot into the wrap.

I rolled him over, so I was on top now, then exited him, rolled over and back onto him so my back was on his front. He grabbed my tits and kissed my neck as we ground on each other, pushing him deeper into me, filling me fully and pressing against me and I moaned again. I leaned over and Frenched him hard with the soft wind blowing over my sweaty body as we ground harder and deeper as he grew in my tightening pussy. He rolled slightly, holding my tits hard as we came onto our side and he thrust deep and fast into me and I tightened on his wrapped tool, moaning louder. His hands groped my nipples hard as I felt myself start to twinge on his cock as he shuddered, and I moaned louder. I squeezed him hard, cumming as I felt him shoot into the wrap. We ground, kissed and groped harder as we fully came, then we lay on the beach, making out and gently grinding as we came down as I felt his still-filling cock soften in me.

I came off him and slid down and used my tongue to clean off the wrap, then I slid back up and placed his softness in me as I let him taste my cum and felt him grow again. I slid down and took the wrap off with my hands, then fingered out his milk and placed it on my tongue. I slid back up, rubbing my wetness on his growth as I kissed him to share his juice, though I was also thinking about how my friends would remove and share Tom's and I moaned gently at the thought of this treat.

We lay there kissing and grinding as the hot sun bathed us. I kissed him hard and got up, pulling him up and briefly lingering to lick his sexy sex, and led him to the sea. We went in waist-height and used the water to playfully clean our sweaty body, paying extra attention to the hottest bits. I placed his length between my legs again as we Frenched hard, then we detached and briefly swam, coming together for more kissing and grinding. In the deeper water, he grabbed my boobs as we kissed and I slid along his growing length, opening more. We Frenched deeper and harder as he hammered my tight nipples and I concentrated on going hard on the top of his cock, letting it briefly clip my gap which I didn't normally permit as that then leads to filling. It had been a long time since I had a lover's bare in me as I hadn't allowed Bruce to take that step and, for me, Tom is a friend that I'm very happy to be allowed to share when in need, but our sex is just sex... very horny and uplifting sex with my friends together.