Tricia and her friends; Lola, Angela, and Beatrice decided to spend this Sunday on a beach. It had been a long week for the team and a girls day out wasn't a bad idea at all.
Tricia is a young pretty lady in her late 30s just like the rest of her friends are. She has pretty blue eyes and a slender but glamorous body.
She is usually the head of the pack, the one who is usually first to come up with fun ideas. The downside to her very active nature is that she burns out pretty fast.
Lola, a red hair German immigrant with a very curvy body is the wild type, likes dancing and music, the never-tiring life of the party.
Angela is the very quiet type, native American girl with a rather petite stature.
Beatrice is a black American, the only black among them, fully representing her African heritage with this very big behind. Tricia, Lola and Angela often taunted her with her ass. She has gotten used to it already, to the occasional smacking and grabbing from the three whenever they needed to pick on her. The 4 friends work in a fashion company in Downtown Miami
The weekdays are usually very hectic, with lots of garments to design and sew, they indulged in a lot of extra hours mainly because the bonus for that was quite very rewarding, and all four ladies are career women with a high taste and lavish standard of living, so, they had to earn it.
You can't tell they do so much work though, because they have a culture of taking out their Saturdays and Sundays to unwind, relax and replenish their soul.
Their decision for today was the beach. The ladies were strutting their sexy figures in bikinis on the beach line, chatting and occasionally screaming out wildly. Tricia noticed an older man was intently looking at them but she initially didn't pay him any attention. She loved the idea that they rocked though and were receiving stares. As they continued jumping in and out of the water, screaming when the waves hit them, holding and grabbing each other's bodies as they took selfies, Tricia caught the man again staring at their asses, and her mind started devising something sinister to make their beach hangout more fun.
She started stylishly drawing the girls towards a remote area of the beach. As they playfully strutted farther away into the far left side of the beach, she would occasionally make eye contacts with the man and would smile at him, he would smile back. She let her friends in on her little sinister plan and Beatrice added her efforts to the plan by bending often and raising her big black ass up in the air. All four started playfully wiggling their asses and smacking each other. They had gotten into a considerable distance when Tricia looked at the man and beckoned for him to come join them.
Like sheep to the slaughter, with his dick moving faster than his legs, he got to the girls in no time.
"Hello ladies," he said, looking at Tricia and the rest of the crew. They giggled and replied, "Hello."
"So, I caught you looking at our asses, you horny bastard!" Tricia said with a wide smile on her face, "What's your name?"
"Matt!" he replied, smiling and liking her boldness and invitation.
"Matt, since you like our asses so much, I think you'd like a taste right?"
His dick responded faster than his mouth. He had an erection immediately and felt a little embarrassed about the bulge in his groin. He replied Tricia saying, "At your service, beautiful ladies."
"Girls, look at his dick, dude is motivated already," Tricia pointed at his dick and the ladies giggled.
"This is how we will play this game, Matt," she continued, "You will take off your boxers and lay on your back while we take turns squatting over your mouth as you pleasure each of us, just forget about your dick, for now, we need your mouth first. Deal?"
"Deal!" he responded immediately and took off his boxers. She collected his boxers and kept it in her bag. He lay on his back and got ready for action. She asked him if he was married, he replied: Yes. Tricia was glad to hear that. She pulled off her G-string, put it into his mouth, took her phone and said;
"Matt, hold your dick right now and smile for the camera, this is the price I demand you pay for having our beautiful asses!"
He didn't think twice before doing exactly just that, he grabbed his dick at the shaft and smiled at Tricia
*klick *klick
"Now we good! I will use this when I need to," she continued, "So, who wants to go first?" she removed her g-string from his mouth.
Angela went first. She slid her panties down her skinny legs and lowered her ass on his face, she shifted backwards and placed her pussy just over his mouth. Life is sweet and Matt swung into action. Angie's pussy was particularly neat and had a very nice smell, before long, she started moaning and riding his face. Pussy juice streamed down into his mouth and he was sliding his tongue in and out of her vagina. His dick rose even stronger as he heard her moaning, he moved unto her clit and started teasing it with his tongue in a circular direction, she started screaming out loud and he focused on this, he knew he was hitting the right button, the pleasure and tension between Angie's laps built so fast and after about 15 minutes more, Lola and Tricia held her left and right hands cheering her on as she moaned into an earth-shaking orgasm! She squirted all over his face and Tricia screamed "Oh, what a wonderful beginning, awesome Matt, awesome!"
Lola went next. She squatted over him and asked him to open his mouth. He did, and the rest of the ladies were expecting her to rest her crotch on his face, but she didn't. They knew something was coming up, german wildness that Lola never disappoints with.
"I want you to drink it all, don't you dare waste a drop!" she warned.
She then let a quick short stream of hot piss into his mouth. He gagged and didn't take it well, spat her piss out if his mouth and raised his back, sitting on the beach ground now instead of lying on his back. The revolt was obvious.
"You can't make me do this, this isn't part of the deal," he said.
"I can't hold my pee for much longer you cunt!" remarked, an angry Lola.
This was the game-changer. Tricia jumped in to take control of the situation immediately and spoke with anger;
"Matt, you have a wife, right? and do you know how many people live in Miami? 471 Thousand people! Yes right, I swear on my mama's grave, if one more drop of her piss drops to the ground, they all gonna see this picture of you holding your dick with my panties in your mouth, the whole of America's gonna see this picture, you have till 30 seconds before I start uploading and sharing, you fucker!"
He didn't wait for 2 seconds, it wouldn't make any sense to lose his life and career just for refusing to please these ladies, it would be pointless. He immediately laid back in his former position and opened his mouth. Lola squatted over him again and let a hot stream of piss into his mouth. He didn't gag this time at all. Tricia had given him all the motivation he needed. The task became so unimaginably easier for him as he never would have thought. It turns out that sometimes, fear is a good motivation. His throat opened like a highway and the flood of piss coming from her ass gushed down his throat. It was salty like the beach water, perhaps saltier, but he didn't mind, he just took it all in with much enthusiasm and kept his mouth open, even after she was done.
"Oh yeah, better!" Tricia quipped.
