My Vacation

My wife Nicole had decided for the second time, in as many years, to take a holiday with her girlfriends without any of the husbands. I thought little of it the first time they went. I can say my wife returned to me rejuvenated and ready to take on the world. She was a force to be reckoned with behind these four walls and with her career.

Suddenly, things exploded for her on the job front and I wasn't able to see her as much as I was accustomed to, or wanted. I love my wife very much and there is no other woman for me.

All this happened over the past year and I was shocked, to say the least, that my beautiful wife was taking another all-female getaway to a posh resort in the Caribbean. I've heard people say time away makes the heart grow fonder and lord knows Nicole deserves it.

In the end, I decided I was being selfish and wished Nicole and the girls a happy journey. The only issue I had was with Nicole's younger sister. As my wife was running out the door she told me Stephanie and her lab partner were supposed to be at our house during some point in the weekend to look at some old science research Nicole had stumbled upon a couple of years ago.

Normally it wouldn't be that big of a deal, but Stephanie was ruthless, manipulative, and most importantly, hated my fucking guts. I can't even remember what the beef was over or whether I did anything to her at all. But since the standard was set, I couldn't change her mind even if I wanted to. I was hoping I'd be at work during her visit but I doubted the gods would be that generous.

I would, however, like to straighten out a few things. My wife is hot. Now I don't mean kind-of-pretty-and-you-can-tell-she-used-be-a-spicy-meatball-hot. I mean straight up and down like six o'clock fucking hot! If I was married to another woman and saw Nicole walking by, I would dump whoever I was with to be with Nicole. Try and fuck with that.

This is where the trouble begins. Now the aforementioned sister is all of those things I listed and then some - a real piece of work. But she is also, without a doubt, one of the most attractive females to ever roam the globe. Picture perfect profile and a killer smile - poison.

My wife left for the airport on Wednesday morning and I was pulling fourteen-hour shifts at work just to keep busy. The first three nights went by smoothly, but by Saturday I was missing Nicole and the weekend sex we've had since we were married six years ago.

I was feeling a little sorry for myself and my mind was racing. Did her girlfriends elate her in a way I couldn't? Did she need the space for her sanity? Is she keeping secrets? No...I don't think she keeps anything hidden from me. I had to go to work for the ten 'til two shift. A quick four hours and then home for beer and pizza.

Work was good and I even found out I'd be getting overtime-pay for all the days I worked more than the required shift. I skipped out on the softball game though, I was looking forward to being alone and getting my personal shit together.

I got home at two thirty and parked my car in the garage. Normally I didn't get to use it because Nicole parked there, but her car was at the airport so I pulled into it. I closed the garage door and looked at the front yard. It was still midday and I decided to do a quick mow and trim on the lawn. I had been putting it off for days, but no more.

It only took me an hour to finish the job and build up an even bigger taste for some cold beer. I took my mowing-shoes off on the porch and went inside to order pizza. Forty-five minutes, or so, the girl said. It was the perfect amount of time to take a shower, shave and get a couple of beer into me before the food showed up.

The shower felt great and relaxed my body. I could feel the stress leaving my shoulders and back under the hot stream of massaging water. I washed my hair, scrubbed my body and shaved my nuts. Just the way Nicole likes it. What can I say? She loves to suck my balls.

I was out of the shower and in my favorite chair. I had just cracked a beer when I heard the doorbell ring. I looked out the front window and saw the pizza guy standing there looking rather upset that he had to make deliveries when he would normally be cooking. Or so the apron he was wearing would have me believe.

I pay the guy, get my pie and chug that first beer like there's a competition going on in my kitchen. I laid the pizza on the counter and took three slices with two beer and headed for my chair. I have pay television and I was finally going to see Amy Reid, the porn star, do an anal scene for the first time. The girl has tits that won't quit and I was dying to see her get fucked in the ass. Ever since I saw her lick cum off the floor I've been a fan. It's not everyday a man gets to see that level of depravity and get to enjoy it at the same time. The only thing, more nasty, would be her licking cum from the rim of a toilet bowl.

It was around ten thirty Saturday night when I woke up in my chair to the sound of Dr. Evil fighting with his son on Jerry Springer's show. I slept right through the naughty shit but thankfully recorded the smut in case I passed out.

I went to the fridge and grabbed another beer while the movie was cueing up. I realized I had drank six beer before passing out and I was still a little woozy. Nothing another beer couldn't take care of. I went and sat in my chair cracked my beer and pressed play. The screen immediately filled with my favorite images and sounds. Hot, bi-sexual chicks sucking and fucking big dicks until there is cum absolutely everywhere.

I watched two scenes before I pulled my beefy, nine-inch cock out of my pants and started stroking it to Julia Bond and Eva Angelina sharing a big black dick. Those two are a couple of freaky young ladies.

I was half way through rubbing one out when I heard noise coming from the garage. I jumped up and stuffed my stiff dick into my pants and ran through the kitchen, to the door, leading to the garage. To my surprise it was Stephanie and a lady I could only presume was her lab partner.

I had completely forgotten about Stephanie wanting to see Nicole's research and made sure she knew it was okay. It just slipped my mind. I asked her why she came at eleven thirty on a Saturday night to look at research. She told me it was the only time her model/lab partner could find the time between her work schedule and school.

I told Stephanie, and her guest, the papers were in Nicole's study and asked them if they needed a drink or some pizza. Nicole said they were okay, but thanked me for the hospitality. Her and Loni had just grabbed a late dinner before they got to my house and they were still a bit woozy as well.

The two girls went down the hall towards the study while I busied myself in the kitchen tidying up after my dirty festivities. Five minutes had passed when Nicole surprised me from behind. I quickly turned and looked at her. She had this mischievous look on her face reserved, I thought, for studs approaching her at the club who thought they would score. It turns out 'the look' has another meaning as well.

"You're busted self-molester." She looked me dead in the eye and asked me what I was doing before her and Loni had shown up. It hit me like a Mack truck. The porn was still on and Nicole had come in from the living room.

I moved quickly around her and dove for the clicker sitting on my chair. It wasn't there. I looked on the table and the floor. Thinking with rapid precision, I b-lined for the television and switched it off manually. I didn't want to turn around. I didn't know what to say. Just then, the living room got bright again and the room was filled with sounds of moaning, screaming and obscenity.

I spun around and looked at Stephanie. She was glaring at me and her lips were moving, but I couldn't hear anything. All I could do is stare at the remote control held firmly in her hand....shaking it at me. I watched her reach for the phone and my hearing kicked back in. "I'm phoning her right now". She picked up our phone and dialed, what I thought must be, Nicole's cell phone. I hear, "Can you come into the living room please?"

Now I was stunned. I thought the whole thing was a setup and Nicole, hiding somewhere in the house, was preparing to jump out and yell surprise. Maybe she came home early because she missed me and her sister was in on it. I soon came to my senses when I realized Stephanie didn't do selfless things and certainly would have tried to talk her sister into staying on the trip. If for no other reason than knowing how miserable it would make me.

I asked her who she phoned and she amusingly huffed at me. I asked if she could turn off the television before Loni came into the room, which would only add to my embarrassment. Sure enough Loni strolled into the living room and asked Stephanie what she wanted. The volume of the porn went loud again and Loni sat down in my chair. She looked at the screen for ten seconds then turned to Stephanie and said, "Isn't that Amy Reid doing anal? I've never seen her take it in the ass before." To my further surprise, Stephanie added, "That's what I'm saying!"

I looked at the pair of them and sheepishly asked, "You girls know who she is? And you want to watch her anal scene? Am I missing something?"

Stephanie came clean to me and said her actual project was a taped three-way. She thought with her sister out of town I would work the night shift to stay busy. Stephanie and Loni were supposed to meet some stud at the restaurant they ate at. He called with an emergency and had to back out at the last minute. He was a guy in their human sexuality class with, according to Loni, a huge dick and a huge load. They thought it would look good on camera and they planned on screaming as if he were ripping them apart.

Lonny thought it would be a good idea for me to fill-in for their missing classmate. I hurriedly objected, stating, I was happily married and would never consider it. Besides Stephanie and Nicole were sisters.

Stephanie again looked at me in that hard glassy way and said, "At least one of you should be happy anyway."

I asked her what that was supposed to mean and told her to not bother trying to piss me off because her night was ruined. She told me Nicole sometimes fucked around behind my back. At least two times she knew of. She then hit me with the resounding admonition, "What do you think her and her buddies do when they go on their little trips? It's not all massages and margaritas. In fact, she said she's so sick of the same boring thing that she's thought of fucking a homeless guy just to feel something different."

I'm not sure if Stephanie will ever be good for much, but fucking with my head should go on her list of can do's. I looked at Nicole's sister with liquored-up tears in my eyes and asked her the only thing I could think to ask at that moment, "Is there anything you know of I could do to keep your sister happy?"

She didn't say anything for about two minutes. She just stared at me and then looked at Loni and then shrugged her shoulders, "Nicole said you rely too much on the size of your cock to get her there and you don't throw it around enough."

"What's that supposed to mean Stephanie?"

She looked like she didn't want to finish the last part of whatever Nicole said.

I goaded her a bit, "Come on Steph. How am I supposed to make things better if my own sister-in-law won't help me out?"

"Nicole said you're not dirty enough and she wants you to open up your repertoire. She wants you to stuff all of her holes at the same time, she wants her hair pulled and spit in her mouth, spankings and ass-to-mouth cum shots. It turns out your wife is a complete freak. Too bad she ain't freaking you."

"Fuck you Stephanie! You've always hated me and I don't even know what I did to piss you off so bad."

Stephanie started to tear up a bit and put her hands to her face. She sniffed, "That's the worst part. You don't even remember it."

"Remember what? Did I hurt you? If I did, I'm sorry Stephanie."

She giggled a little between sniffs and said, "I know you are. I just can't let it go and it's really nothing."

It turns out Stephanie had met up with me at a pit party in the woods two weeks before I met her sister. At the party we were drinking rum and moonshine and smoking huge blunts singing Creedence Clearwater to the top of our lungs. I remember the party and the partying but I didn't remember who the tighty had been that I split in half. I'm not tooting my own horn either. I distinctively remember hearing her scream, "You're splitting me in half." Those were different days and, at the time, I did use different moves.

The fire was blazing and everyone was smashed off their asses. There were guys grabbing girls and girls grabbing guys then disappearing into the forest. You couldn't see what anybody was doing, but you could hear it.

I was sitting on a pile of woodchips with a buddy of mine playing caps when I felt a tap on my shoulder. I was too close to the fire to focus on her face and the light was to her back. I remember a sweet voice asking me to go for a walk and, drunk as I was, that was all I needed.

We walked along the edge of the trees speaking in garbled tones, between quieted moans and groans, we heard in the forest. She turned her head to say something and I grabbed her face and stuck my tongue in her mouth. She pushed her body into mine and grabbed my tongue with her teeth. I pulled back, took one step into the forest and she jumped me. We both started laughing and tearing at each other's clothes. I got my drunken-ass back on my feet, picked her up and carried her a few more yards into the trees. I got her behind a tree that was big enough to provide cover and small enough to wrap your hands around. I tore her shirt open in a cascade of buttons and heat. The girl told me to grab her throat. So I grabbed her throat. She told me to squeeze until she choked. I didn't know what that meant until she put her hand on my hand and showed me exactly what she was talking about. While I was choking the shit out of her she started sputtering and spitting something about liking it rough. She undid my belt and pulled my cock out of my drawers while I was still choking her. She told me I had a little dick and didn't know if she could do anything with such a small package. I was young, drunk and stupid and I should have known better, but I slapped her. She hit the tree and fell to the ground. She started laughing at me and calling me a punk and said a real man wouldn't take that shit from some little bitch. So I slapped her again, with the back of my hand this time. She licked the blood from her lip and told me to keep going. I wrapped my large left hand around her throat and started slapping her across the face, over and over, while spitting in her face and mouth and calling her the ugliest fucking names you can call a woman. Then her body went limp.

I knew she had only passed out because she was still breathing. I sat her up a little bit to undo her bra clip and let her titties hang, then I laid her back down. Her tits were really firm and round. I wanted to see how far I could go with this, so I undid her belt and the button to her jeans and pulled them right off of her legs. She had a little tuft of hair and her pussy smelled like strawberries. She made some noise but she didn't wake up.

I took my pants off and knelt by her head. I used two fingers on my right hand and slid them easily into her sopping wet hole. She stirred a little and, again, did not wake up. I started stroking my nine inch with my left hand as I slid another finger in her gapping cunt. I got my dick stiff as steel within seconds and laid my cock across her lips. It wasn't there five seconds when her mouth slowly opened and my dick dropped into her mouth landing on the wet, soft tongue of an angel.

I turned her face towards my knees to get a better angle on her throat. I was only a couple of pumps into it when her muscles relaxed and I slid a fourth finger into her coochie and three quarters of my pipe worked its way down her throat. She didn't choke or anything. I fucked her mouth for roughly three of four minutes before I skeeted a massive load down her throat. She swallowed, kept sucking and didn't wake up.

I pulled my fingers out of her pussy and licked her juices off. I spread her legs and laid them on my back as I got on my stomach to eat that snack box. I put two fingers back in her twat while I sucked, licked and teased her little clit. I stuck my tongue deep in her pussy hole and gorged on any juice, cum or anything else that pussy had for me. At that point, she wasn't waking up but, she was tensing up. Every time she had an orgasm she would squeeze my head like a vice.

After eating her pussy, until I was hard again, I really got curious. I gingerly flipped her over so she was on her stomach and I gently rubbed her ass. It felt like a magnificent bubble and I spread her ass cheeks to give her a sniff. It was as delightful as her cunt was. I got right up between her legs and put four fingers back up in her pussy. Then I pulled one cheek to the side and stuck my tongue up her ass as far as I could get it. It was even tight on my tongue. I spit in it and tongued it for a good five minutes or so. I wanted to check it out, so I put my index finger in her asshole. She squeezed my finger and started moaning like she was having a dream. She was mumbling something about gym class but I didn't have a clue what she was talking about. I pulled my finger out of her asshole and licked it off, then I put two in and started pumping that sweet rosebud. The girl started bucking her ass in the air and grabbing at the sticks on the ground for support. I kept a steady rhythm with the two fingers in her ass pumping, while I still had four in her young cunt getting jammed hard. All of a sudden she screamed, her pussy got really hot, and she shot hot sauce all over my fingers, hand, arm and the ground. I now know she was squirting cum on me. At the time I thought she was pissing on my hand.

I smelled it and it seemed alright so I flipped her to her back again and got on. My dick was harder than I had ever felt in my life and I was going to do some fucky-fucky. Up to this point I had never been much of a creeper, but this night was different. Mainly, I think, due to moonshine. I put her legs up by her ears and I lined up the hole with my dick head. I got it ready for insertion and then slammed it all the way up. She reared up like a bronco and started squirting all over my cock and balls almost immediately. I didn't even stop this time to look. I just kept huffing, puffing and thrusting until I was ready to cum again.

I remember not knowing what to do with the load. I never got a chance to ask her if she was on birth control before I started beating her. I was just about to cum. The tingle man was right there in my nutsack when I grabbed onto her big tits and squeezed them as I took my last couple strokes. Fuck it! Uhhhn.... I filled that bitch with so much cum, when it spewed from her pussy, and ran down her ass crack, she squirted all over the place again.

A few moments went by, when I was catching my third wind, and this little chick started coming out of her drunken haze. She asked what happened and why she was naked. I told her what I did to her and she just laughed. I asked her if she was on the pill and she said not to worry about any of that.

She told me she was still horny and wanted to be awake for the next one. I told her I wasn't sure if there would be another round or not. I didn't know if I could provide. At that, she leaned right over on her knees and took my half flaccid cock and stuffed it all in her mouth and just laid there working her throat muscles and gagging every couple seconds. I only needed about a minute of that before I was fully hard again and proud as a peacock at my resuscitation speed. My cock was now at peak-performance level and this little whore stuffed every single inch of dick into her throat and fucked me like that until I was ready to blow again. I stopped her and told her I wanted to fuck her from behind before I lost this third cumshot in her hot throat. She complained about not getting to taste the first one because she was asleep.