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 Kerri and I continued to see Greg when he was in town on business.  We had
a great time every time.  Kerri revelled in her knew found freedom and I
loved to see her happy and of course loved getting my rocks off in such a
sex charged atmosphere.  It was almost as if we were young, hot
enthusiastic lovers all over again.  I felt our experiences could widen. 
The situation just needed to arise.  Something did change when we went on
vacation.

   Kerri and I arrived at our holiday destination.  We were house sitting
for my brother.  He was a farm manager but he needed a break.  His farm was
a joy for us to visit for a couple of week's rest and recreation.  How
anyone could want a break from the idyllic surroundings we were at a loss
to explain.  The house, a modern, expansive house, sitting on a high ridge,
looking out over the Pacific Ocean, down and over to a beautiful white
sanded beach, that stretched for many miles.  The surf endlessly flayed at
the shore and it was only a five minute walk down to the freshness of the
beach.  The beach was bounded by farm which essentially made the beach
private, as there was no public access.  The house was equipped with most
modern features including a large cedar spa.

   We set to our assigned tasks around the farm, which were light given the
season, and we were well finished by 11am so we could swim at the beach,
lie around and sun bathe, read, relax and casually make love as we desired
for the rest of the day.

   This idyllic life continued for several days when there was a knock at
the door.  This was unusual although the barking of the dogs ensured we
were not surprised.  At the door were two youngish guys.  My brother had
said he did get occasional visitors asking for access to the beach to surf.
If they had taken the time to ask, he was generally helpful.  If like a
number did, they climbed over his fences and took the beach as of right, he
was quick to give them their marching orders.

   They asked if they could pitch a tent just behind the dunes and stay for
a few days at the beach.  I sussed them out and found them knowledgeable
enough about fires, cooking, and how to prepare a toilet and so on.  We
said that it would be fine and to just ignore our presence as we would
them.

   They had been there for two days, surfing pretty much all day, and
causing no harm when Kerri suggested maybe they would like to come up for a
barbeque that evening.  We walked down to the beach for our afternoon swim
and made our invitation.  It was readily accepted.

   The evening came and our surfer guests arrived.  They were both
students, getting some holiday in over the break between jobs and preparing
for another year of study.  John, tall, fair and with an irrepressible
smile, was going to follow commerce, Paul, dark and more impish, was going
to follow a career in horticulture.

   We all enjoyed some social contact spurred along with a few wines and
later a good barbie and an array of salads.  I had suggested when we
invited them, for John and Paul to bring their toiletries if they wanted to
avail themselves to the comfort of home convenience and have a decent
shower and shave.  Camping life does have its limitations.  Whilst Kerri
and I cleaned up, John and Paul went and did their own personal cleaning.
When they were out of earshot I looked a Kerri and with a knowing smile
said they might like to join us in a spa and maybe something else if the
mood was right.  She gave me a smile back and actually flushed slightly at
the thought of what might happen.

   John and I were on the deck looking out over the expanse of sea and
sand. He was saying what a great break they were having, what a great
night, how much they had needed a good meal.  I took the positivity to
mention my thoughts to him about the spa and maybe what else might follow.
It can be hard to read faces but his smile was radiant, giving me an
indication that they would be up for it if that is what happened.

   We all discretely undressed and slipped into the spa pool, slightly
embarrassed.  However, the temperature was a good sitting temperature, not
over hot, and with another round of drinks, Kerri was occasionally exposing
a breast or two above the water surface, showing at least she was more
relaxed.

   The bodies of our two surfer friends were in excellent condition.  The
upper body strength to power out through the waves and then surf all day
gave them excellent physiques.  Kerri was clearly impressed.  I got out of
the spa first, not making any attempt to cover myself now.  I lent a hand
to Kerri whose body emerged from the bubbling waters.  Kerri was not likely
to win Miss World but she had a good body which she had looked after pretty
well.  John and Paul did not shield there eyes and watched as she climbed
out of the pool, giving them a great view of her breasts, bum and sex.

   "Come on guys" Kerri urged and turned to face them still sitting
sheepishly in the spa.  They both stood up.  John was in great condition
with a good sized erection showing.  Paul was the surprise.  The impish one
had a giant of a penis, fully erect already, its circumcised head fit to
explode.  They jumped out.  Kerri moved forward, holding Paul's penis and
gently tonguing John's.  Their hands started to roam over Kerri's hair,
back and breasts.

   " Let's get more comfortable" she said and we quickly moved to the
bedroom where the bedclothes had been removed and just the bed and sheet
awaited us.

   These boys were as keen as mustard but I pushed through them handling
Kerri and pushed her down onto the bed.  Her legs immediately parted and
with no further preparation, I started to lick her clitoris.  I worked my
tongue so it was like a hummingbird wing, just flicking the prominent head
of her clit but giving no other contact.

   John and Paul had manoeuvred themselves into positions where they could
watch and caress Kerri's breasts and tummy.  She in turn could just reach
the heads of their dicks with her mouth.  John's throbbing cock was pulled
into her mouth first.  He let out a grunt that indicated he was not only
enjoying himself, but that he had had not had this kind of pleasure for
some time.

   After the playful enticing lick to get Kerri's juices fully flowing, I
now started licking and eating in earnest, licking over her clit with a
firmer well lubricated tongue.  She tasted great as she always did.  Her
breathing rate was increasing and she could no longer suck on the large
head of Paul's cock now and breathe at the same time.  Her head fell back
but her hands remained clamped on the hard swords of our surfer friends.

   My own cock was dribbling onto the bed in anticipation.  My face nuzzled
between her thighs, her breathing fell into the puff puff that came before
her plane landed.  "Arrrrggghhhhh" came from the back of her throat, a
guttural cry as her body racked itself in the dissolving release of orgasm.
Her hips pumped against my face and I licked every drop of liquid up.

   Paul, his eyes glazed, surveyed the scene and as if in a trance, moved
between Kerri's parted thighs.  His cock looked to be filled with so much
blood it could burst.  It bobbed up and down as it jutted from his waist.
He placed the head at the opening to my wife's cunt, leaning forward and
placing his hands by her shoulders, his weight easily carried by his surfer
musculature.

   " Fuck that feels good " he stuttered as his massive cock slid in.  I
was amazed how Kerri had no problem accommodating his hugeness.  Her vulval
lips looked as if they were trying to stop the outward stoke as they pulled
at the shaft, covering it with slippery slime, and following it out, only
to reverse inwards as he slid his beautiful cock home.  Kerri was in heaven
and looked up at us all almost wondering if this was real.  This was real
all right and Paul was soon pumping hard, his buttocks suddenly clenching
and with a loud " unnnnnggghh" he sent his spunk on its way, slithering up
Kerri's tunnel.  "Ungh Ungh Ungh" as he continued to thrust and clench,
eventually rolling over onto the bed leaving the wet flesh of my wife's
cunt open for someone else.  A glob of spunk started to ooze out, follow
gravity, and slide towards her arsehole.  John quickly seized his
opportunity and pulling Kerri farther down the bed, so he could stand on
the floor but grasp her thighs to lift her up to receive his cock.

   Kerri was soon thrashing around, her feet tensed with toes pointing hard
as her muscles tensed and then eased with a thundering orgasm.  John
continued to plough her with agricultural efficiency.  You could set your
watch to the rhythmic thrusting.  In, out, in, out.  His cock decorated
with lines of Paul's cum catching on his plunging shaft.  Five minutes had
elapsed as Kerri again started the carnal wave.  ` Ah, ah ah, ah ,
arrrrrrrrggghhhh" and John, spurred on by the noise and show of Kerri
getting off on being fucked, tensed and tensed and tensed and then almost
screamed, "Fuck !, fuck !, fuck!  , fuck!",.Over and over, his buttocks
intent on shoving the jack hammer home.  He slowly released his grip on
Kerri and carefully placed her back on the bed.  She was fucked!

   I lifted her legs, placed my own throbbing tool at her entrance and
shoved my rod home.  The smell of cum was strong but intoxicating.  Her
cunt was very hot but very fluid.  I let my cock stir the seminal soup.  I
let Kerri's legs go flat on the bed, I placed my legs outside of hers and
edged my cock in and out.  Paul and John continued to watch.  Paul was
stroking Kerri's hand and then breasts.  His cock was already beginning to
fill with pneumatic fluid.  I imagined Kerri getting another round of
fucking from us and then lost my control.' Nyunnyunyunnngg" I cried as I
spilt my hot seed into the furnace.

   The scene on the bed was fantastic.  Kerri was now slowly stropping
Paul's cock that was at least three quarters on it's way.  John was
stroking his own cock watching.  Kerri's legs parted with cum was now
oozing out in thick gollops onto the sheet.  She looked fucking fantastic.

   I thought Paul might have the come uppance to try again but it was John
who shyly got back ready, lifted Kerri's body again off the bed by her
calves, his arms hooked under them, then roughly penetrated her.  She
squirmed as recognition of his entrance.  He quickly fell into a rhythmic
dance, it would have gone well with house music, Slap, slap, slap, mnngh,,
nngh,, nngh, ah, ah, ah, nyung, nyung, nyung, slap, slap, slap...it was
music to our ears as we watched John fuck my wife with such carnal abandon.
John was like a dog chasing a bitch on heat, he was on full throttle and
heading to the last lap.  Slap , slap, slap, Kerri's head was started to
loll to and fro, her eyes shut.  Her legs again started the toe point and
leg cramping. ."Nyuuuuuuuunnnnnnnaaaarrrrrggghhhhhhh" she screamed as John
was now slapping with ferocity.  His eyes bunched, his buttocks in the
death throw, clenching out every last millilitire of spunk held within his
nuts, clench, clench, as he filled my wife again.  The bed was wet with cum
and still there was to be more.

   I was starting to recover and Paul now had his fantastic cock at full
mast.  The glint in his eye meant his mental attitude had returned too and
he was ready for some action.  Kerri's cunt was now a dripping gash.  Paul
had absolutely no trouble in sinking his massive shaft right to the hilt,
an ooze of cum squeezing out around the edges of her stretched cunt, as his
massive dick bottomed out.  Kerri was by now looking definately glazed.  I
think she was pretty exhausted.  I asked her quietly if she was okay and
with a beautiful smile she just said, " Go ahead and finish".

   I placed my prick near her mouth and she made a half hearted, but
pleasurable go of sucking it.  However, she was now tired and what energy
she did have was now in enjoying Paul's cock which was now pounding in and
out of her stretched lips.  His shaft was slimy from the come he was mining
from her body.  " Wap.  ap wap, wap, wap ,wap" as his thighs hit hers.  The
noise was fantastic, the smell of sex was overpowering, and yet we were
still going, Wap, wap, wap, wap, wap, and faster until Paul too arched his
back and thrust so hard it lifted Kerri off the bed, as he deposited
another load of cum into her.

   I am not an old man but neither am I young.  Well this night, my cock
was throbbing away in almost teen eagerness.  I wanted so much to fuck
Kerri, feel the slipperiness of her cunt from all that we had spilt in her.
Paul almost fell off and onto the bed.  He immediately drew himself to a
position where he could watch my cock slide into Kerri.  Squidgy sounds now
emitted as I started a rhythmic thrust.  This would not be pretty but it
was necessary.  I started to pump, Kerri's legs moving in rhythm to help
me. I could feel the jelly like texture, and could smell the pungent odour
of cum, sex and more cum.  It was exhilarating.  Paul and John were both
close and watching me fuck Kerri.  Kerri was calmly lying there,
occasionally opening her eyes and mouth to whisper ,"I love you" to me. 
Fuck, this was going to be it!  Fuck I was coming and boy it felt like it
was coming from my toenails and backward out of my cock.  Wap wap.  Wap,
wap arrrrrghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!  Fuck Fuck Fuck!!!!!!

   I was gone.  Kerri was gone.  Paul and John were gone.  We lay still for
some time when like a good host, I made coffees.  What a night.  What a
great night.  John and Paul eventually left to return to their humble tent
by the dunes.  I am sure they would talk for a while tonight.  Kerri and I
would probably talk in the morning.