Part 4 Intercourse
What a more than pleasant surprise for the lads; Matt letting them and the girls into his apartment the next afternoon and their eyes alighting on the open packet and the foil wrapped items spilling out onto the coffee table. Matt not surprised and rather amused to see erections coming in the boys' shorts. They knew what they were going to be doing that afternoon!
Matt did not wait to see those penises exposed and the girls roll the latex down. Hopefully they would not rush into that but engage in gentle petting first. They had all afternoon. Perhaps he should have stayed to ensure all were sensible and condoms were worn but he left them to it. He did not play gooseberry or the chaperone.
Coming back, sometime later, he was, though, pleased to find there was still sexual activity in lounge and bedroom. Of course, he checked on both couples, of course he watched as condom clad penises moved within not now so virginal holes. At his bedroom door he watched as Charlie and Andrea, delightfully entwined, reached climax. He did not see Charlie's spurting as it was 'double wrapped' in latex and in vagina, but he saw the moment. Back in the kitchen overlooking the lounge area, making tea, Matt watched much the same thing with Scott and Sabrina even, as he had done before, enjoying a little masturbation behind the worktop and cupboards at the sight. Not too much, he rather hoped the girls would stay to pay their 'rent' afterwards.
Once more, a jolly little tea party. How good to sit with the young people, the four of them all naked and shining with perspiration from their recent fuck. Freshly fucked naked girls, recently ejaculated naked lads, their condoms now discarded. There was definitely something rather satisfactory about taking tea with a group of naked young persons. Matt thought he could definitely get to like that!
The girls were still naked when the boys left.
"Would you like...?" ventured Andrea, and Matt indicated he very much would! He carried the tea tray back to the kitchen and undressed. Not that it required very much, a kicking off of sandals, a dropping of shorts and pants, and a pulling off of shirt. Two delightful and so pretty girls sitting there on his sofa waiting for him, lovely smiles as he came out with his penis just so up and standing there before him. That almost surprisingly large organ men have, the comparison with the neat, mounded pubis of women; flaccid the penis and balls just hang almost incongruously, yet, aroused, so prominent and eye drawing, not least when, like Matt, there is seven inches of it.
He had done it before but just walking towards them erect was an exquisite pleasure. To see their eyes following his erection, to be exposed to them like that, walk towards them and touch the tip to Andrea's mouth. And then for her to take it in -- hot, soft wetness enfolding it, coupled with the so perfect sight of it in her mouth, her lips stretched around his shaft. So good to just stand there before the seated girls and have his penis transferred from one mouth to the other and back again.
Matt stepped back and reached for the packet. "May I...?"
The girls were happy or, at least, content to be fucked again, Matt's penis to replace those of their holiday boyfriends. As the day before, they walked to the bedroom hand in hand with him, Matt's now latex sheathed penis again pointing the way. The girls seemed amenable, so Matt did not hurry, but he ensured when he came, he was riding Sabrina. He wished to come in both girls -- of course. Even if not 'properly'. But being sensible and responsible, that just could not be.
And so the girls went back to their parents that afternoon having been nicely double fucked. Not now virgins, but they had not been either when they got back the day before, but this time having had more than one male lying upon each of them -- double fucked indeed. From inexperience to experience in such a short time!
Holidays or vacations do not last for ever. Such a truism, or they would not be holidays, they would be everyday life! But few can enjoy endless days of sun, sea and sex -- or whatever a person's conception of a perfect holiday might be. The same was certainly true for Andrea and Sabrina. A few more days left to go, but that was not so much their concern as the fact that for Charlie and Scott the end of their holiday would come a few days sooner. The holiday romances over. Would they write, would they meet up, would the romances carry on? They all clearly thought so, though Matt, somewhat more worldly wise, was not so sure. The boys and girls had one last fuck in the apartment, both together on Matt's bed. He had watched, half surreptitiously through the doorway, not really hiding his presence but not making it obvious. Leaving them to it but, of course, acting as chaperone to make sure they did nothing they should not -- ha! Certainly, he kept an eye out for proper condom usage. But he was hardly the old lady sitting dozing in the corner as young lovers talked together in whispers and maybe held hands and stole kisses. He was not that sort of chaperone and the young lovers were doing more than stealing kisses. There was full on sexual intercourse even if semen did not pass. Ejaculated certainly in young, eager to receive vaginas, but with strong youthful spurts heavily restrained by tough latex. The latex teats were certainly well filled!
Outside the room, Matt was not dozing. Indeed, was naked and enjoying rubbing his own hard penis, not at all encased in latex. He should actually have wanked to conclusion because, unlike other days, when the boys had gone the girls were not at all in the mood for consensual sex and intercourse with Matt, however kind he had been to let them use his rented apartment. The girls were in floods of tears. The boys were flying out that very evening. They would not be seeing them again that holiday.
Naked girls in floods of tears did not exactly excite Matt. He brought them cups of tea but with his fine penis just hanging. The tea was drunk, but his cock was not touched, still less stroked, sucked or slipped into vaginas.
And it was the same the next day. Girls clearly moping, walking around together on the beach in the distance with heads down. He did not speak to them and they did not seek him out.
And the next.
But Matt did notice the girls were walking further afield. Their wanderings not so circumscribed. It appeared the prohibition not to go out of sight no longer applied now the boys had gone home. It was good to catch up, finally, with the girls the next day. He had seen them walking towards the dunes, away along the beach. Definitely going out of sight. Were they perhaps coming to see him? Perhaps make amends for not having been 'nice' to him on that last day with Charlie and Scott.
They seemed pleased to see him, smiles appearing as he walked down a dune towards them. Dressed this time in tee shirt, hat and swimming trunks. Pleasant to just chat, though Matt, of course, had further hopes. The girls not in swimming things that day but pretty little dresses catching the gentle breeze and moving rather nicely. They even had handbags with them.
"Sabrina and I would like to... you know, thank you again for..." Momentarily it looked like Andrea was going to burst into tears, her lips was certainly wobbling. Both girls clearly a little emotional. "We could make it nice for you, only we can't go all the way... you know."
Matt's hands went out and up. "I haven't brought any rubber things out on the beach. We could go back to the apartment..."
