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Best Friends
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Best of Friends
My best friend and I have been eating each other's peach for
years. Even when we were dating, we'd let the other one eat the
cum right out of the snatch that had been fucked. Many's the
night we'd fall asleep while locked in a 69, bellies full of
spunk, faces coated with the dried cum from each other's peach.
Now that we're married, that hasn't kept us away from each
other. Oh, sure, we don't get to get it on as often as we used
to, but it's still good. And our husbands don't suspect a thing.
This past summer, our families agreed to spend two weeks at
the beach. Tina and her husband, Roger, and Paul and I certainly
deserved the two weeks. But because of schedules, we had a
staggered vacation. Roger was able to stay for four days, Paul
could spend five, and Tina and I had five days alone. Whenever
our husbands weren't around, we wasted no time. They'd go surf
fishing; we'd head to bed and go pearl diving. That's what we
call pussy eating. Our peachess are like juicy oysters and our
clits are the precious pearls inside.
We generally start out in a hot 69, getting the edge off
with a couple of fast cums. Loud, too. Both of us are screamers
when we climax and believe me, we did lots of eating when our men
weren't there. But one thing we did that was interesting was the
peephole we made in the thin wall that separated the bedrooms.
We arranged it so that from either room we could watch what was
happening on the bed in the next room.
Actually, we got the idea to cut the peephole on the first
day but we couldn't get Roger out of the place for any length of
time for two days, but when he went to the store, we arranged it.
That night, I watched as my best friend got fucked by her hus-
band. Tina had told me Roger was hung (his buddies called him
"Ramrod") and Tina had shown me pictures she'd taken, but nothing
can compare to seeing in person.
When I first saw that 10 inch cock bobbing in the air, it
took my breath away. I was in my room, naked, eye almost glued
to the peephole as I fingered myself. Tina was teasing Roger and
me by licking and kissing his cock, talking to it lovingly and
winking in my direction, knowing full well I was taking in the
heated session. I could even see her peach juice oozing onto her
thigh and I wanted so much to lick it off.
Tina started sucking on Roger's big cock and I couldn't get
over how she could open her mouth wide enough to take him in.
And I had to hold my breath when I saw the bulging of her throat
as the head of that monster meat made its way deep. Tina's lips
finally kissed her husband's pubic curls, the entire 10 inches of
cock, 5/6ths of a foot of fat phallus, firmly imbedded in her
throat! I shuddered through a cum when I saw it!
Soon, Tina was on her back, Roger above her and in the
saddle. Tina had slyly turned so that I had a good view of
joined genitals, swinging balls, winking assholes and frothy
white bubbles of churned juices. God, how I wanted so to stick
my head there and tongue some bum and lap up some love foam! I
came again and I was still coming when Roger launched his thick
payload into Tina's pussy.
I crawled into bed and slept with my hand in my peach. All
night I dreamed of pricks and peachs. I dreamed I was being
smothered by a wet, musky pussy and then realized it was no
dream. Tina was sitting above my face, her sperm-filled peach
dripping into my mouth. Roger was sound asleep in the next room
and Tina had sneaked over to treat me to a "Midnight Snatch
Snack" and I was glad of it. Neither of us spoke but in the dark
we folded into a position of mutual oral gratification which
lasted for an hour, or all night. Tina eventually slipped back
into her bedroom, and when I awoke I felt wonderful.
Tina was fixing a late breakfast when I padded into the
kitchen. Roger was out surf fishing. Tina and I kissed each
other. Her tongue tasted mine.
"Mm, love your mouthwash, Laura," she cooed, smacking her
lips. "What is it?"
"Spunk 'n' peach," I said. "Guaranteed to fill the cavity
between your legs."
Every night Roger gave Tina a load of jism which she later
gave to me. And once I used a pair of binoculars to watch Tina
suck her husband off under the pier. We had fun while Roger was
there and during the two days when we were alone before Paul
came, we never wore clothes. We sunbathed naked, leaving our
bodies open and available to probing fingers and tongues and sex
toys.
The day before Paul showed up was rainy so we went shopping
wearing only raincoats, then we went to a place where we treated
ourselves to manicures and pedicures. The girl working on us
quickly caught on that we were naked under our coats and since we
were her only customers she encouraged us to be comfortable.
Her name was Jennie, she appeared to be around 25 or so, she
was married but the way she kept looking at our tits and pussies
made me wish Paul wasn't coming in the next day. As Jennie
worked on my feet, Tina sat behind her, brazenly fingering her
pussy behind the girl's back. It was easy to imagine Jennie
licking her way up my legs and burrowing her tongue into my
snatch. When we left, my thighs were sticky.
Paul has a six-inch dick which fits wonderfully in my ass.
And that's the show I put on for my best friend. I got on all
fours, ass toward the peephole, and Paul homed in on the hot
chute between my cheeks.
"Fuck it, Paul!" I yelled as I pictured Tina frigging
herself frantically. "Shove that fucking dick in my ass!"
Paul's hand was under me frigging my clit and my ass muscles
worked to milk every drop of scalding cum out of his cock and I
wouldn't turn him loose until he did me again. The second time I
sat on his cock, my back to his face. Tina had a perfect view
and I kept licking my lips and flicking my tongue at the peep-
hole.
Tina was waiting for me an hour later. She grabbed me and
glued her mouth to my ass as her long tongue scooped out Paul's
sperm. Same thing happened the next night, then a phone call cut
short Paul's vacation. Tina and I had a week alone. As I helped
Paul pack, Tina went shopping. Paul and I had a regular fuck
before he left and I lay in bed, waiting to give Tina a nice box
lunch.
I heard Tina come in and I yelled to her that lunch was
being served in my bed. She opened the door, already naked, and
smiled at me.
"Got enough for two?" she asked. Then Jennie stepped into
view, unbuttoning her blouse and freeing her firm tits.
"I want to learn how to go pearl diving," she said.
What a memorable vacation that was!
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