A night filled with laughter, drinks, and catching up with friends left me exhausted but happy. I had had no luck discovering anymore what the rest of the weekend had in store. I couldn't tell if I was the only one in the dark, or if they were all keeping a secret, their faces locked in a conspiratorial silence.
My standard sleep wear - boxers and a T-shirt - felt comfortable as I crawled into bed, utterly spent from the day. As I lay with my eyes closed, the gentle rhythm of my breath lulled me toward a peaceful sleep. The sound of running water and Sally's humming drifted from the bathroom as she prepared for bed. The duvet lifted, and with a gentle sigh, a warm body nestled into the bed and shuffled closer, snuggling into my back. The sigh that escaped her lips, a long exhale of pure relaxation, let me know instantly that this was Diane, not Sally.
"I hope you're fine with me stepping in for Sally," she whispered seductively in my ear.
"Hardly, I love my sister deeply. However, I couldn't be happier than to have you here with me."
My heart was thumping hard and despite all the sexual adventures I'd had with Diane, this felt different, more intimate. Diane was breathing deeply, her hands moving slowly over me with no real purpose, just a wonderful slow caress. After I climbed into bed, I felt sated, exhausted, and had no desire other than to peacefully fall asleep. Now I was feeling like a teenager, realising that his wet dream was about to come true. I was rock hard now and aching to slide slowing into this wonderful woman's wet and welcoming pussy.
Diane hadn't touched my cock, but she had had an extraordinary effect on me. "Are you sleepy Mike?" Diane whispered.
I said nothing. I merely moved slowly over to face her, looking into her dark eyes. My cock had slid over her thighs and was now pressing hard against the fabric of her panties.
"I was very sleepy but now, to be honest, All I want now is to make love."
Wordlessly Diane sat up, shrugging the covers off us. Her breasts grazed my chest and belly as she moved to remove my boxers. I lifted my hips and had to manoeuvre a bit to free my cock. Diane looked at me smiling, pure lust radiating from every part of her body.
My cock was twitching with anticipation, leaking pre-cum as Diane lowered her head to lick it clean and leave it glistening with her saliva. She then straddled me, slid her hands up my torso, and pushed my t-shirt until I had to sit forward and let her pull it over my head.
Diane had still not said a word and leaning over me, she took my wrists, pushing my arms wide and lowering her breasts onto my face. Her nipples were erect and hard, her areola raised and sensitive as I took a nipple into my mouth, licking and sucking the tip. Contented whimpers were now spreading through her core, her hips gently gyrating, pressing my hard cock against my belly.
I glided my hands down her back and under the elastic of her panties, the smooth mound of her arse. It was time to get her panties off, so with some agile choreography, they were sliding down her tanned legs. It was impossible not to notice the huge wet patch on them, confirmed further as my cock slid with ease deep inside Diane's warm dripping pussy. We slipped into a natural rhythm, our skin glistening as our movements became more frenetic. Diane was so wet I could feel her juices on my thighs as she used the full length of my cock to pleasure herself. Diane was riding me hard now, her breasts swinging in perfect unison, nipples brushing my face. Until suddenly, she sat bolt upright; her face contorted in what could have been construed as pain, except that it was obviously pleasure. Her pussy gripped my cock hard for a few seconds. Then, with a sharp exhalation of breath, she collapsed furiously, riding me until she orgasmed with a brief scream from the very depth of her soul. She shook violently, grunting and blowing out her cheeks as her orgasm consumed her.
I had been so immersed in the throes of her own orgasm that I hadn't let myself go, and now, as Diane calmed down into a slow, comfortable rhythm, I felt my own desperate need to cum enveloping me. Diane recognised this and, smiling, said, "Your turn, Mike." Diane then lifted herself, allowing only the tip of my cock to enter her swollen pussy, and then lowered herself again, taking my cock deep inside her. She continued like this with a slight increase in pace. I was getting closer and closer to my climax, and it was becoming apparent with the noises coming from Diane that she may well be close to another orgasm.
With every nerve ending in my body alive and sparking, a final wave of pleasure immersing me in the moment. Diane was also sighing deeply with pleasure as she came again, her head thrown back, her hands on my chest. As we both languished in the afterglow of our orgasms, Diane leaned forward and kissed me slowly, her tongue exploring the depths of my mouth. As my erection diminished, Diane allowed my cock to slide free of her pussy, sliding down my body to take it in her mouth, licking hers and my juices from it.
When she had finished, she moved back up the bed, snuggling in next to me, her arm resting on my chest. "Hmmm, now that's what I call a nightcap!" She purred. Just as I was about to respond, her breathing changed, and she fell into a deep slumber. I was happy to join her, smiling as I slipped into a dream state of my own.
I awoke the next morning having slept deeply, so deeply in fact that I had not noticed Diane was already up and downstairs. I sat on the edge of the bed, yawning and stretching, then getting up and putting on boxer shorts and a t-shirt and made my way down to the kitchen.
It turned out I was the last one up, as the three girls were already in the kitchen. Modesty was not a problem with these three. Julie was wearing the shortest satin wraparound that wasn't hiding a thing. Sally had a skimpy satin camisole and shorts and Diane a simple t-shirt and panties.
"Morning, Mikey!" Julie said, bouncing over to me. Her wrap losing its last effort to stay closed as she threw her arms around me, kissing me and grinding her hips into my groin.
"And a delightful morning to you too Julie!" I managed when Julie finally came up for breath!
"If I don't get well and truly shagged and cum until my pussy aches today, I'll be demanding a refund from Sally."
"Don't sit on the fence, Jules, tell us what you really want!" Sally laughed.
"Listen guys, what happens in Devon stays in Devon, okay? Look guys, like I said yesterday, I'm very happy at home and love my family, but my sex life is dead in the water and if I don't have some fun this weekend, I'm going to go pop! I want to suck cock, fuck cock, suck on titties and pussy, have my pussy used and abused until I can't walk straight."
While presenting this menu of sexual needs, Julie sashayed between us, her wrap open, exposing her naked body, her hand snaking inside my shorts, brushing Diane's breasts, a caress and a playful spank on Sally's arse.
"Can we have some breakfast first?" I Laughed. "I mean, let's be honest, we're going to need to keep our strength up!"
"Not a problem with me," Julie purred. "So long as you are happy to lick your yoghurt off my pussy, spread your Nutella on my tits so that Sally and Diane can feast on my nipples!"
"Bloody hell, Jules, what the fuck has got into you?"
"Nothing Sally, absolutely nothing has been inside me for longer than I care to admit. You've already been shagged by your brother, Diane and Mike were at it like fucking bunnies last night. I guess I have been happy living with my frustrations up till now, but the fun we had last night has woken me up to how much I love sex! Please don't let me down my best and most beautiful, sexy friends."
Following Julie's speech, we all instinctively gravitated toward her and created a group hug. None of us saying anything, simply ensuring we enclosed her with love and support.
"Mmmm, this works. I love you guys so much." Julie sighed.
