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Not An Average Weekend

Arnie

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It was another weekend up at the cottage by the lake. My wife had invited a few of her girlfriends over to spend the day. I never thought anything of it--they were just friends--a few were good looking, but I never gave it any thought--after all I was married.

It was a blistering hot humid day and we had all been enjoying doing the things we love to do--hanging out on the deck in the sun, drinking nice gin and tonics and swimming in the refreshing cool lake water. We must have gone swimming at least five times that day.

It was getting close to supper time and her friends were preparing whatever food they had planned for dinner in the kitchen. They had set the table and decided that a swim before dinner would be just the thing to cool off. I agreed and we all went down to the water and jumped in for yet another refreshing dip.

We all got out and dried ourselves off and wandered back up to the deck in our swimsuits and got back to our nice drinks. They were chitchatting about this and that, and then the subject came up about sexual fantasies.

After listening to a few ridiculous scenarios my wife said "Gee, I wish we all had a boy toy to play around with," and with that she turned and looked at me with a deliciously playful look. No sooner as she said that she ran up to me and yanked off my swimsuit and threw it over the railing, shouting, "Girls--we have our boy toy! Let's Play!"

I was suddenly shocked and embarrassed to be sitting there naked, and then they all rushed over to look at me.

"O.K., tease him but lay off the real merchandise just for now," my wife said.

They all started massaging me; my chest, feet, thighs, legs, everything, and I quickly grew the biggest erection of my life. Embarrassed, I looked at them as they eyed my huge cock, but they never touched it.

"O.k.," my wife said, "help him into the kitchen, our boy toy is going to make us some salad."

With that they took my arms and got me up, and I walked to the kitchen naked and horny.

I was instructed to get the lettuce, cucumber, peppers and mushrooms all cut and into the bowl. As I prepared the food her friends caressed my legs, thighs, my ass, back, chest, all the while, my huge purple throbbing cock standing straight up and out. And now it was starting to ooze pre--cum. I noticed this and became all embarrassed. I took some Kleenex to quickly wipe my wet cock--head, at which point one of her friends said, "I saw that--you better leave that alone!"

This went on for a good ten minutes and the salad was all done. My wife grabbed the salad bowl and said, "Come on, girls, suppertime."

She took my arm and led me to stand beside her seat at the table. I was dripping pretty fast at this point.

"There's no salad dressing," my wife said. "Boy toy, go and get me that bottle of olive oil please."

 I went into the kitchen and brought her back the bottle. She opened it up and spilled some onto her hand, and then suddenly, she slapped her olive oiled hand all over my ass and started spreading it around. As the girls watched me with my pre--cum dripping, she spread the oil over to my front, onto my upper thighs, my testicles, and then over my entire cock. She must have known by the way I looked that she couldn't move too fast or I'd be quickly spilling my load, so she said, "Come over here, girls, and help out our Boy Toy."

Well they did, and before I knew it their hands were moving slowly all over my ass, my testicles, and this time my cock. With all the hands gliding and stroking at the same time I just couldn't keep it in anymore. I screamed, and came in huge surges as her friends pumped every drop out of me and my wife held out the salad bowl to collect it all. When I was done, and in a state of shock, my wife tossed up that salad and said, "Let's Eat!"

And that's how it all started.

 

Part 2

 

I was standing, still in shock as to what just transpired as my wife passed around the salad bowl to each of her friends for them to grab their share.

"Why don't you sit down, honey.  But don't bother putting on any clothes, they're not necessary--it's boiling hot in here.  Besides, for the rest of the weekend you're gonna be our very own boy toy for all of us girls to share, aren't I right, girls?"

"Oh yes," replied Angie with enthusiasm, and the others nodded in approval.

"Since I get him everyday, and I'm feeling pretty good right now--thanks to these gin and tonics--I think I should just let you girls have all the fun with my hubby," said my wife. "What do you think of that, darlin'?"

I couldn't speak; I was dumbfounded. I mumbled, "Well...I...I guess so."

I sat down at the table beside Angie and my wife.  By this time, my cock had gone half-limp because they had drained me almost dry, but there was a tiny little bit of cum still oozing from the tip.  Angie just kept gazing at my cock.

"What's up?" I said as I looked at her.

"Obviously not that!" Angie replied. "I want you to eat a really good dinner now, because later I want to suck some nice protein from you for my dessert," she said.

Everyone laughed, including me. I started to relax a bit, and figured I might as well just play the game and enjoy whatever happens.

I watched as the girls ate their salad portions. They must've known I was watching, because they all chewed with mischievous erotic looks on their faces, licking their lips after each bite.

"This tastes very manly," Angie said. "You know, I absolutely love the flavor of cum; I just never seem to get enough."

With that, my cock started growing again, and Angie didn't hesitate to notice.

"Down, big boy. You look real nice but I'm not quite ready to devour all of you quite yet," she said.

I passed on partaking of the salad--just not my kind of dressing--but I took part in the rest of the meal with good helpings of mashed potatoes, roast beef and nice veggies with a few glasses of oak-aged Merlot. I was feeling pretty good now, and although the girls kept their eyes on me and my exposed parts, I somehow felt pretty relaxed and friendly.

Conversation at dinner changed from the erotic to regular everyday talk between the girlfriends: their jobs, husbands or boyfriends, pets, fashion. Everything seemed quite normal, except for the fact I was the only man, sitting stark naked amongst all the girls who were all wearing their bathing suits.

"Well, what now?" my wife said. "Do we get our boy toy to clean up for us?"

To which Angie replied, "Well, I wouldn't mind some good dessert before that," as she leered at me.

"I have ice cream in the freezer--just what we need for a hot day. Why don't you get it for us, darlin'?" my wife suggested.

So I went into the kitchen, naked and semi-aroused, to get dessert for the girls. They eyed me closely as I walked back with five bowls and a container of vanilla ice cream.

Before I could sit back down in my chair, Angie rubbed her hand against my ass cheeks for a good feel then she quickly got up, grabbed the arms of the chair and turned it away from the table.  "Sit," she said, moving in front of me. With a tug at her bathing suit strap, she turned her back to me and said, "Untie this for me, will you? I'm a bit overdressed."

I gently undid her strap and her top dropped to the floor. I was awestruck as I gazed at her beautifully contoured back. I'm a sucker for a woman's back. I started to caress her, starting just above her swimsuit bikini and working slowly up the middle, trying to reach her neck. That's when she grabbed both my hands and brought them around to cup her two hard breasts.

"How does that feel, boy toy?" she said. "You just keep your hands right there," and I did while she reached down to slip off her bathing suit bottom throw it away.

Now there were two of us stark naked amongst the girlfriends, and I could sense both of us were getting very horny and wet.

 

Part 3

 

As I stayed in my groping position, I pondered Angie's exquisite, perfectly shaped body, her smooth skin and wonderfully proportioned ass.

She grabbed my right hand and slowly lowered it all the way down to her sopping wet, hairy pussy then maneuvered my fingers to glide inside her. "Ooooo, ahhhh, ohhhh," she moaned. "I'm good and ready."

She turned to look at my wife for approval, to which my wife said, "Oh yes, Angie, he's your boy toy now."

"You'll make her really happy, won't you, hubby?" my wife suggested to me.

With her back to me, Angie started to lower herself over me. She grabbed my hard cock with one hand and guided it carefully inside her until she was sitting on my lap. For a few moments, she sat very still, letting us both take the time to savor the feeling.

"Ahhh, yesss--that's soooo nice. But now, my wonderful boy toy, I'm going to ride."

Well I knew I could keep myself hard for as long as she needed, because I already had blown my load just a half an hour ago so I wasn't going to get off so fast this time, and it felt incredibly good to be inside her. Angie started slowly, riding upward with an "ahh," and then quickly downward with an "eew.  Aahh, eew, ahh..." She rode slowly at first and then gradually faster. "Ahh, eew, ahh, eew, ahh, eww," until she sounded like a steam engine racing down the track.

The ride felt so good, and I knew this time my hard cock had stamina and wouldn't quit doing its job no matter how long she kept going.

Then she gave a loud moan "Owwwaaammm. Mm...mmmaah!" after which she stood up quickly to turn around and grab my cock at its base. She was positively radiant--still breathing hard, with round and swollen breasts, protruding nipples, her complexion glowing burgundy red. Angie appeared to me as THE absolute most beautiful erotic angel, ready for any challenge.

Getting on her knees in front of me, she looked directly into my eyes and very softly said, "You are amazing, Mr. boy toy. But what I really, really, REALLY want right now is to suck up your most delicious and exquisite cream that's waiting for me way, way down inside of you to compliment my meal. You know--the very same vintage that we started out our dinner with. You MUST have some reserve in there somewhere for my dessert, don't you? Sure you do!"

She sat there on her knees before me, gasping, her eyes fixed on my huge still-throbbing, purple, soaking-wet cock. With her other hand, she reached behind my balls and gave me a good squeeze and a small amount of clear pre-cum oozed from my cock-hole. Without hesitation, she lapped it up with her tongue then took my knob into her mouth, giving it a good loud suck and a smacking kiss all at once. "Yumm, yummmm, so very tasty! I knew you had some in there somewhere, and that's exactly what I want. Now it's time for you to be extremely generous, which you seem to be from what I can tell, and give me lots more of it," she said.

She sat up and took a spoon from the table just beside her. Dipping it in the container of now melting ice cream, she spooned some out and then emptied it directly on my cock-head. The cold ice cream on my hot cock aroused me even more and she lowered her head. She sucked hard, slowly working up and down, at the same time fondling my balls and squeezing my shaft. I almost felt as if she would swallow me whole, starting with my cock and then taking the rest of me inside her.

"Ummm, mmm," she steadily moaned and I could feel the vocal vibrations around me as she tried to get my juices flowing with her mouth.

My arousal gained even more momentum, and I sighed with deep breaths, "Ahhh, yesss," in rhythm with Angie's steady pulsating suction.

Just then my wife rose from her seat and came over to us. "Get up honey," she said to Angie.

"Buu...buu..." Angie began to complain with her mouth still wrapped tightly around me. Then she withdrew and slightly annoyed, said "But I'm not finished!"

"Don't worry, Angie darlin', you'll get everything you want and much more. I know just the right thing to help you out," promised my wife.

I stood up and my wife took my arm in one hand and picked up the chair with the other, and led me outside, to the middle of deck. It was nighttime now and the full moon was so bright that no extra light was needed. She placed the chair directly in front of me and said, "You just stay standing right here and wait darlin'; I'll be right back." With a wink and a smile, she turned and went back inside.

Now all alone, I tried contemplating the events that were taking place. Here I was standing in my nakedness at the peak of arousal, almost ready to explode, fully exposed and vulnerable to her girlfriends who just a few hours ago were my normal everyday friends. My body lit up in the moonlight like a beacon, I started to feel embarrassed. When I turned around, the four of them, completely disrobed, were walking seductively out onto the deck to greet me. I was in awe seeing their beautiful, perfect, naked female forms moving slowly toward me in the bright night light, and I could now feel my juices stirring from way inside me with anticipation.

My wife, carrying the bottle of olive oil she used earlier, knelt down directly behind me. Sherri knelt down to my left and Lisa, to my right. Glorious Angie, still flushed and breathing quite heavily, sat in the chair in front of me waiting to resume where she had left off.

"Spread your legs a little for me, darlin'," my wife said as she poured some oil into her palm and passed the bottle to Sherri. She reached under and through my legs to oil my balls then brought her hand back, spreading the oil everywhere, moving toward my anus, all the way up my crack, and then down again, stopping between my balls and asshole. "I'm a hundred percent sure that you are primed and ready, and I know where your trigger is, baby, so when I find it, you will be a good boy toy and give Angie and the girls everything inside you that they want. Won't you, darlin'?"

As my wife gave me a squeeze, suddenly a spurt of pre-cum came gushing up. Angie immediately came down on me, devouring it, sucking and moaning.

Sherri oiled up one hand to play with my balls and with the other she grabbed the base of my cock, saying, "I want to feel it flow out when you cum, baby."

Lisa was oiling up my right cheek and my pubic hair, and my wife resumed her central rear end strategy. The feeling of all these greased hands on me, and Angie's strong suction was filling my groin with all the erotic energy and juices I could ever muster. My breathing became heavy and then my wife inserted her oiled finger gently into my asshole, the spot.

My insides seemed to burst as I shot a huge and powerful load into Angie's mouth. She swallowed but couldn't handle it all, and cum came gushing out the side of her mouth with my cock still inside it. Then she withdrew and quickly Sherri came down to suck up the second shot, which she swallowed without any problem, and when she rose, Lisa hurried down for the third shot and swallowed in the nick of time.

"Finish him off, Angie!" my wife said with enthusiasm as they continued to massage and pump me. "Suck it out, get every drop!"

Angie moaned and sucked with all her strength while Sherri shouted, "I can feel you cumming!"

Even after I thought I was done, they kept trying to get more from me for another few minutes.

When Angie finally sat up, she was completely out of breath. "You have...hah...quite the...hah...reservoir, boy toy!"

"I'd like to tap some more of that later," Sherri said.

"You've done good, my darlin'," said my wife proudly. To the girls she added, "And, girls, don't forget this is only Friday night. Boy toy will be all yours for the entire weekend."

 

Part 4

 

"Oh my god!" I said gasping while trying to regain my composure.

My wife and her seductive collaborators remained focused on my heightened erotic state as streams of sweat came pouring off my body.  Being surrounded by these four naked nymphomaniacs who had just completed draining me for the second time in one day, I suddenly had the urge to escape, fearing what they might decide to do to me next.

"I could really use a nice shower."

"Yes me too!" Angie excitedly piped in.

"Why don't we have one together so you could suds me up!" she smiled.

"I think you've had plenty of me for now Angie and I'd really like some time to myself," I replied.

"Let him go, girls, give him a break for a while," my wife protectively asserted.

I then turned and made my way inside to the washroom, to bask underneath the blasting shower water.

I must be dreaming. How could all this be real? But it is real, and I must admit, I do feel pretty good, I thought to myself. Somewhat guilty, I rationalized my experience by shouting out loud, "I guess there's no harm done, we're all just enjoying ourselves!" Realizing the sound of the shower would drown out any words the ladies might hear, I chuckled and mused: "Blow me, Angie! Suck me, pump me, Lisa!"

I spent an additional ten minutes relishing my moments in total privacy with the luxury of soap and fresh cleansing water. Getting out and drying myself off, I realized how physically and emotionally tired I had become. With my energy totally zapped and metabolism slowing down quickly, I marched directly into the bedroom, splaying myself upon the mattress only to drift off into deep sleep within a short time.

My eyes opened to greet the light, and glanced at the alarm clock--6:50 A.M. I couldn't believe I slept right through the night. I reached down to squeeze my typical morning erection. My wife lay beside me naked in a fetal position, and the urge came over me to gently mount her from behind, but I decided to just let her have some sleep. Realizing it was Saturday now, I started slowly masturbating while pondering what plots the ladies may have secretly hatched for their boy toy slave today. It was already very hot and humid--a summer scorcher outside--so I decided to just get myself moving after all.  Perhaps I'd sneak outside and head down to the boat to go fishing for a while. Mornings are my favorite fishing time, the weather being slightly cooler, and no one would be up and around yet. I slipped on another swimsuit and tried tucking in my bulging erection with not much success, as my hard cock involuntarily pushed outwards in an obvious and shameful manner, and headed quietly down the hallway and out the door.

Making my way to the shore and hearing splashing sounds, I spotted Lisa in the lake having a morning swim. Now Lisa was the quiet one, the more normal of the bunch of girlfriends, I presumed. Wearing a scant, thin cotton bikini, which accentuated her breasts and hips so perfectly, she noticed me and exited the water to greet me with a youthful and genuine smile.

Staring directly at my crotch she said cheerfully, "Good morning. My, my, you're up early and raring to go I see!" referring to my protrusion.

"I always am," I smirked.  "It'll pass."

"I'd be glad to help you out with that if you like," she added with her big sweet smile.

"I'm going fishing now", I replied trying to ignore her comment.

"I love fishing, can I come with you?" she asked.

I didn't answer, and after a long silent pause, Lisa pleaded "Please? Why don't I make up a thermos of coffee and bring us some food along to eat? We could make a luxurious morning of it!"

"On one condition," I said sternly holding out a finger towards her. "Let's have none of this boy toy stuff, O.K.?"

"Deal!" she emphatically agreed, and turned away to go inside and prepare.

After some time passed, Lisa came down to the boat with a pack full of stuff. She put on her sunglasses, sat down and gleefully shouted, "Let's go!" and then we were off--a ten-minute ride to one of my trusted and reliable fishing spots.

It was good to feel the wind cooling us off as we zoomed through the calm water and at last arrived at our destination. I dropped anchor, handed her a fishing rod, baited the hooks with worms, and then sat to wait for some action to occur. We sat in total silence just staring at the end of our rods in anticipation, but all was still.

The hot morning sun made sweat ooze from every pour in our bodies as twenty long silent minutes passed. I turned to concentrate my gaze on Lisa's soaking wet, shimmering skin and excellent proportions.

Noticing my fixation, she looked over and said, "You like what you see, don't you?" to which I nodded approvingly.

"They tell me you're a real ass man," she added, staring at my crotch with intensity.

My swimsuit magically began developing movement all on it's own as another hard-on gradually manifested itself right before her eyes.  I indiscreetly had to reach inside to reposition my now rock hard cock so I could get myself somewhat more comfortably seated.

Lisa stood up, turned her back on me and asked, "What do you think of mine?"

"You've got the perfect ass of an eighteen-year-old," I truthfully answered.

For a woman in her mid thirties, she took this as a real compliment and a turn on. Undoing her string ties at her waist, she let her skimpy bikini bottom drop, saying, "Take a real good look, what do you think now?"

I was silent, stunned and horny as she turned her head back around to look at me. Undoing the top straps next, her beautiful, smooth, youthful, and now completely nude rear view was on private display for my benefit. "Great mother of God!" I softly exclaimed, overwhelmed at the beautiful naked female form before me.

"O.K., now fuck me! I really need a good hard fuck, please. I've been thinking about it all night after what happened yesterday," she pleaded. She bent forward spreading her legs to expose her wet, swollen, waiting pussy and her pristine round tight ass while waving both hands between her legs, gesturing for me to come over and fulfill the request.

I rose to take off my bathing suit and positioned myself behind her, placing the top of my hard cock between her legs, pressing against her waiting and wet labia. "I thought we agreed we weren't going to do the boy toy thing?" I said.

"Well then let me be your girl toy now," she said as I started to very slowly and gently slide back and forth, all the while her hand guiding and pressing up on my cock when I moved. Then she inserted me inside her tight and cozy domain saying, "Oh ya, fuck me now, fuck me hard!"

As she held onto her chair in front of her, the boat rocked and splashed to create waves that drifted endlessly out into the lake with every pump.

"Faster, faster, Oh, Oh God, yes, faster, faster. Cum inside me, cum, baby, cum!" she said as I increased my speed and energy.

Fucking in overdrive and reaching my peak, I exploded filling her up with everything I had to give as she squealed in high-pitched orgasmic pleasure while our fluids came dripping out. She then quickly separated, jumping out of the boat into the lake, and I followed behind, treading in the deep refreshing cool water.

Noticing two people swiftly paddling their canoe heading away from us, we suddenly realized that they must have been close by all along to witness the whole thing. Embarrassed, Lisa looked over at me to say sweetly, "I do like fishing, and thanks for lending me your rod."

 

 

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