I awoke to find Callie still sleeping heavily beside me. At some point in the night, she must have tried and failed to pull the sheets up over herself. She was laying on her back, diagonal to how she should've been in the bed, legs spread, with just one thin sheet covering only her right leg and her magnificent tits. Her left leg and the small afro of red curls on her mound were on display just beyond the reach of the blanket. There were two tiny tents where her pronounced nipples poked through the sheet. Her sweet face looked so peacefully innocent, but for the remnants of my cum dried on her cheeks.
I silently extricated myself from the bed, put on some shorts, and padded softly to the kitchen upstairs. It seemed I was the first one up, so I started a pot of coffee and some toast. I took my simple breakfast through the living room, out the sliding glass door, and onto the deck, where I sat in an adirondack chair to relax and watch the sun come up over the lake.
Maybe 45 minutes later, I heard the glass door slide open and shut behind me. My girlfriend approached quietly to stand next to my chair, naked to the world, holding a cup of coffee close to her face, warming her hands.
"It's beautiful here," I began.
"It sure is," Anna agreed serenely. "That's why we come here so often. Although, of course, this visit has been a little different..."
"I should hope so," I smiled. "I am loving this, but I don't know how much more I can take. I'm exhausted."
"Hmm, me too," Anna hummed. "No regrets?"
"None. You?"
"None. I'm so glad you're here with us. Thank you for being so accepting." Anna smiled at me.
"Thank you for involving me. You've been just as accepting of me as I have of you. This has really been the vacation of a lifetime." I answered.
"Good. I'm excited for you to see what else we have in store."
"Oh?" I asked. "Have you decided what you're gonna suggest for tonight's entertainment?"
"Hmm, I have. I think you're gonna love it." Anna purred.
"I'm hard just thinking about it," I joked to her.
"Mmm, I can see that." Anna licked her lips. She set her coffee on the small table on the deck, kneeled down in front of my chair, and unzipped my shorts.
I took a deep breath in and out as she began to suck me softly. What really impressed me about Anna's skills was her versatility. She had already given me a few blowjobs this weekend and each was different. She could jack me off quickly and deepthroat me, sure. But she could just as effectively lick me lazily to match the mood of this sunrise.
While Anna was caressing my shaft with her soft lips, I heard the glass door slide open behind me again. For a moment, I tensed reflexively. But Anna's oral massage relaxed me immediately and I remembered how carefree this weekend had made me. I didn't even turn to see who was joining us, but I soon found Jessica pulling up an adirondack chair to sit next to me. Anna never missed a beat as she continued to spread her spit all over my dick.
"Beautiful morning," Jessica commented casually.
"It sure is," I answered nonchalantly. "I can see why you girls come here so often."
"It's a treat, for sure." Jessica responded. "Back home, I'm the uninhibited one, but here, the other girls lose a few inhibitions too."
"Anna won't tell me what she has planned for tonight." I heard a muffled affirmation from below. "I don't suppose you'd tell me what you're planning for tomorrow night?"
"Don't get your hopes up, bud."
We continued to talk casually about the trip, our plans for after graduation, and all the other normal small talk topics. Neither of us ever acknowledged the stunning fellatrix at my feet. After probably half an hour of lazy sucking, we started to hear more activity from the cabin as everyone else woke up. We weren't afraid of getting caught, but we were afraid of missing out on more fun with our friends, so we all turned our attention more seriously to the blowjob. Jessica and I watched attentively as Anna picked up the pace. When I was nearly ready to burst, Anna removed my cock from her mouth, pressed the tip to her forehead, and jerked me with both hands until I came. I released several spurts all over her face from a point-blank range.
As Anna directed the last few dribbles of my cum onto her closed lips, Callie stuck her head out through the open glass door. "Lunch time!" she called out.
When I was completely drained, the three of us stood and turned toward the cabin. Jessica and I followed as Anna led the way back into the living room, my cum still dripping from her face.
***
"Oh. My. God. You slut!" Callie accused at first sight of my girlfriend's face. "I'm so proud of you!"
Anna blushed, but kept her head held high.
"She's really amazing." Jessica informed the others. "I mean, I know we've all borne witness to her skills already on this trip. But damn, she sucks a good cock."
Anna smiled, but didn't toot her own horn. She just languished in the praise from her roommates.
"Well, I've got a sandwich for you, Anna." Lauren called from the kitchen. "Do you want a pickle or have you had enough pickles in your mouth today?"
Anna smiled wryly and rolled her eyes at Lauren's tired joke. "I'll take a pickle, thank you."
We all sat down to eat and to discuss our plans for the day. A couple times, I noticed Anna dabbing at her lips with a napkin in between bites, but she never made any move to wipe off her face. She just let the cum drip onto her boobs, or onto her paper plate.
"Right, well, this is usually the point in the trip where us girls do some yoga. You boys wouldn't mind that, would you?" Callie asked.
We all nodded and generally affirmed that we didn't mind spending the day inside with our naked girlfriends.
When the girls finished eating, they each grabbed a yoga mat and returned to the living room. Anna had finally wiped off her face so she wouldn't drip on the mats or the floor. When the three of us guys finished eating, we stayed sitting around the lunch table talking, but all facing the same direction toward the girls.
Callie seemed to be the unspoken leader of this yoga session, as she was with so many things. There was no need for the girls to talk as they followed Callie's lead from one position to another. The girls seemed oblivious to their audience, but at the same time, I felt like Callie was choosing poses based on exposure above all else. So many of the yoga poses involved standing on tiptoes and reaching for the floor, which created a wondrous mountain range of nicely toned asses. So many more involved doing the splits, either while sitting or standing. My favorite pose was one where the girls laid on their backs, put their palms and their feet flat on the floor, and then pushed themselves into an arch with their boobs thrust toward the ceiling and their bushes (or lack thereof) pointed prominently toward us. If I weren't distracted by the delicious bodies on display, I would've been impressed by the girls' balance and flexibility. Perhaps more impressive though, was the girls' concentration: none of the girls ever glanced toward us, ever smirked or giggled, or ever gave any indication they were aware of the three guys staring slack-jawed from across the room.