Part 1
The sun shone brilliantly outside our bedroom window when I finally awoke, brightening the room despite the heavy curtains at the window.
During the night, each one of us had crawled under the duvet, shattered from our fantastic night of adult bliss.
Now, however, the duvet draped off the end of the bed.
I studied my partners; I was settled between Matt and Laura. Matt was laid on his back, breathing gently, his cock huge but flaccid across his hip. His tanned body was perfection. His chest was broad and toned, the dark thatch of flat hair in the middle giving it depth. His shoulders and arms were huge, thick veins running from the shoulder down the entire length of his arms. His stomach was wash-board flat and rippled with muscle, his legs thick and toned. Looking to the other side of me, Laura was also sound asleep, curled up and facing towards me, looking serene. Her form was femininity personified; Her breasts were a perfect shape and size, pretty pink nipples surrounded bu a lighter areola. Her hips were slim and youthful, her stomach flat despite bearing our children.
My cock stirred as my mind wandered back to just a few hours ago.
Matt had been awesome. Laura had been awesome. Fuck, I think that I may have been pretty awesome too! I smiled to myself and reached down to my scrotum, lazily scratching myself, the movement causing Laura to stir but not yet wake.
I carefully slipped down the end of the bed and off the end, not wanting to disturb their slumber. The clock displayed 08.23am.
I silently entered the bathroom to retrieve my dressing gown and tiptoed past them to the door and made my way downstairs, stopping in the downstairs loo for a much needed piss – again concerned that the noise may wake them up.
Once in the kitchen I made a much-needed coffee, and settled at the breakfast bar, just staring out of the window. I would get a shower soon, perhaps prepare a special breakfast for our young guest, and ready myself for my mid-morning golf round with Clive. As I planned my day, Laura joined me in the kitchen. She looked a little tired from last night, but sported a huge smile.
"Good morning, Lover" she whispered as he hung herself onto the back of my shoulders, leaning in to kiss my neck.
"Morning love" I replied, responding to her tender touch. "Is Matt wake yet?"
"Nope, which is a shame because he has the most amazing morning glory – I could have easily hopped on board" she replied, giggling girlishly. My cock twitched.
Laura made herself a cup of tea and joined me at the bar where we discussed plans for the day. We both agreed that it was a shame that our night with Matt was over, but we knew we had another couple of weeks before his parents were back from holiday.
Half an hour later, I announced that I was taking a shower, and moved off my perch towards the stairs.
"Think I'll join you" Laura countered with a naughty glint in her eye.
Part 2
We tiptoed across the bedroom from the doorway to the bathroom, both of us scrutinizing Matt's stiff meat column throbbing on his stomach as we passed.
Waiting for the water to warm, we disrobed and entered the steamy shower cubicle.
Laura stood facing me, the water running down from her neck and between her breasts, nipples jutting out like bolts. She took the shower gel, poured a little into her hand, and then offered the gel to me. She adjusted her position slightly to prevent the water running down the front of her then with one hand started to rub the gel across her tits, the other moving down to her pussy to lather the gel onto her sticky clit and lips.
Gel in hand, I mirrored her action, starting to soap my chest and cock. As the gel easily slid over my dick and with my eyes fixed onto Laura's pussy, it wasn't long before I felt a stirring from my groin. Within minutes, my cock has transformed from a limp slug into a stiff rod of steel, my hand action changing from washing myself to masturbating.
Laura had started to heat up too as she gently frigged herself, her fingers grasping her slippery nipples to tweak them as she surveyed my jerking dick. Without a word, she dropped to her knees which allowed the water to spray onto my chest and down, quickly dissipating the soapy lubricant bubbling around my cock. Eye level with my dick, she grasped it firmly, and pulled me to her mouth, engulfing the helmet in one go, then slipped me further inside by pulling me onto her. As my glans hit her throat, I let out a loud moan and started to gently motion my hips in and out of her willing mouth.
Suddenly the cubicle door slid open; Matt stood outside, grinning approvingly.
"Mind if I join you, or is it private affair?" he asked, his eyes feasting on Laura's overstuffed mouth as he tugged his foreskin back and forth.
Without bothering Laura for an answer, I smiled back and gave him a wink.
The cubicle was already a tight fit with Laura and me but once Matt had stepped in we were like sardines.
Matt's cock rested against my back (as he is 6'4" – I'm 6'-even) as Laura continued her blow-job. He held me around the chest, his muscular arms sliding over my nipples as he slid his cock up and down my back, his breath hot against my ear. I slipped my arms behind to grip his firm butt, squeezing his flesh with my fingers, pulling him against me more firmly. Laura continued, lapping at my balls and swollen purple glans intermittently, before plunging back onto my whole prick with great enthusiasm.
Needless to say, I didn't last long. My ball-sac started to constrict, something that didn't escape Laura's notice as Matt chewed and nibbled on my ear, his cock feeling monstrous and deliciously hot as he masturbated up and down my back, his arms pulling me tightly against it.
Laura's head bobbed quicker and quicker, persuading my sperm to venture into her waiting mouth. Blasting as I howled, I pumped out a gush of jizz, filling her throat time and time again. Laura looked victorious as she swallowed my load, standing up awkwardly from the tray.
Matt assumed that it was his turn next so jostled me out of the way to get to Laura. He quickly grabbed a blob of shower gel and lathered up his dick, ensuring that he was clean before his next play.
Just as she was about to resume her cock-sucking position, Matt grabbed her by the waist and hoisted her up with those massive arms he possessed, leaning her shoulders against the shower wall. To maintain her balance, Laura's legs instinctively wrapped around Matt's slim waist, and in one quick movement, Matt's cock flicked up to her waiting pussy.
He lunged forward, his hips impaling her soapy cunt lips with the tip of his giant tool then slid her down onto the his thick meaty log. The gel was acting as a lubricant, enabling her to easily slide down his monster length and girth, although not without stretching her lips to the max and forcing a loud grunt from her as she came to rest on his pubic bone.
Slowly he started to plunge his giant dong in and out of her slippery cunt, slurping sounds produced each time he pulled out, farting sounds as he pressed his cock all the way home. His movements were precise and controlled, each push designed solely to pleasure the lucky woman impaled on his rod. Slowly he rotated his hips with each thrust, heightening Laura's pleasure, his cock obviously stretching her pussy walls in all directions, hitting her g-spot with each rotation.
His movements were not like I'd previously witnessed as Matt fucked. Whilst he had started slowly, he gradually built up steam, ending up banging away as fast as he could. Now, however, he seemed to be savouring each gentle push into Laura's tight cunt; each thrust and twist contorted Laura's face as she shuddered. I almost felt like a voyeur watching a couple making love.
My own body shuddered with lust. Watching Matt's powerful hips push upwards as his tight arse hollowed, watching his calves bulge and his strong arms flex, my hormones raged, coursing through my veins and down to my balls. My cock was still rampant despite having cum just a short while ago. I shifted slightly forward and snaked my arms around Matt's firm, young body, reaching up to his chest. As the water sprayed against my hands they brushed through the small patch of hair between his pecs then parted, to graze against his firm brown nipples. Standing so close to Matt, the tip of my rock hard cock brushed lightly against his bum cheeks. Although I had absolutely no desire or intention to try to slip my cock into his tight arse, the brushing of my cock against him thrilled me. I inched closer still, my cock slipping between his legs, following the path past his hole until it was stopped by his huge balls gently thumping against the tip as they swung freely. I was practically on his back.
