Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
From: an248036@anon.penet.fi
Date: Wed, 5 Jun 1996 02:47:47 UTC
Subject: Thanksgivng (m/f/m/f, consensual)

			    Thanksgiving
				  by
			  Tom in Sacramento
				Part 1

	Her name is Sue, and her nipples are distracting me. They are
poking out from dark colored areoles that are clearly visible through
her sheer white net exercise shirt. I imagine that her smile is for
me, and I try to generate a smile in return - but it probably looks
like a leering grin because my entire consciousness is suddenly
focused through my groin. Sue's sexy form in brief blue running
shorts, and especially her delightfully visible breasts, have my blood
surging and my imagination racing. My penis is growing, and it
threatens to slip out of the leg of my own shorts.

	They say that a man has a sexual thought every 15 or 20
seconds, and I was certainly having one now: moves toward me and pulls
her sheer white net exercise shirt up and over her head. Her breasts
spill toward me as she discards the shirt on the sand and cups her
breasts with her hands, lifting them to me. Her nipples are erect, and
they seem to be drawing me like twin magnets. I bend my head and
nuzzle first one breast and then the other. Her fingertips graze my
thigh and lightly grasp the head of my cock which is now peeking out
below the material of my running shorts. My cock is weeping one clear
tear of pre-cum, and she catches it on the tip of her forefinger and
lifts it to her lips. We kiss, and I taste her lips and a trace of
myself... '

	These thoughts race through my brain in a fraction of a
second. Ann suddenly takes my hand, and, with a shock, I realize that
Sue and I are still standing 30 yards apart on the beach. Sue is
looking over my shoulder, and her smile is for Jerry who is behind me
and is descending the dunes toward the surf. Sue is Jerry's
"significant other", and the two of them are spending the Thanksgiving
Holiday weekend with my wife, Ann, and me at Pajaro Dunes, just north
of Monterey on the Pacific Coast.

	Ann says, "Come on, Tom, let's walk down the beach."

	Ann and I were left alone for Thanksgiving when our two kids
were invited to ski Mt. Bachelor in Oregon with friends. We decided to
splurge and rent a beach house right on the surf, and I invited Jerry
to bring a friend and share the holiday with us.

	Ann and I spend Wednesday night at our favorite B & B in
Pacific Grove. After a candlelight seafood dinner at The Fishwife
Grille near Asilomar, we make passionate love and fall asleep in each
other's arms. It is a pleasant start to our holiday. Thursday morning,
we only have an easy 20 minute drive to the rented house at Pajaro
Dunes. The house is no more than 50 yards from the Pacific Ocean.

	Back in October, Ann told me that she didn't want to cook and
spend her Thanksgiving honeymoon in the kitchen, so I had called
around the Watsonville area (near Pajaro Dunes) and arranged for a
small mom and pop catering company to bring our Thanksgiving feast to
us.

	We arrive at the Dunes, and the weather is unusually clear and
warm for November - no fog and temperature in the 70's. Jerry and his
new friend, Sue (they have been dating for a few months), are driving
down from Portola Valley, and they arrive just a half hour after us.
Ann and I introduce ourselves to Sue and learn that she is a
professional masseuse.

	The surf beckons, and the four of us start walking together
down the beach. Ann and Sue are getting acquainted, and they move
ahead of Jerry and me. Following behind them, Jerry and I are taking
full advantage of the view. We gaze fondly at the women's shapely
buttocks as they move up and down and sway back and forth gracefully
ahead of us. We are both having sexual thoughts this time, and there
are a few seconds of natural silence.

	Jerry and I met in grad school at U. C. Berkeley ten years
ago. He was in law school then, and I was studying journalism. After
grad school, I settled in the Valley and married Ann and fathered a
boy and a girl. Jerry joined a large law firm in the Bay Area and
never married. Jerry and I stay in touch and frequently get together
for backpack trips in the Sierra-Nevada Mountains each July and
August.

	Jerry is brilliant and funny and very well read. I think he
devours a half a dozen books a week, and his interests range from the
anti-nuclear movement to Civil War battle strategy. I have always been
drawn to him, and in grad school we spent many hours drinking many
pitchers of beer and solving the problems of the world. Since then, we
save our talks for campfires in the summertime.

	The Thanksgiving feast isn't due to arrive for another 2 hours
- plenty of time to enjoy a walk on the beach. I don't know whether
Jerry is watching Sue or Ann. Both have eye-catching figures although
Ann's top is not as revealing as Sue's. Ann is blond and trim for a
woman in her early thirties who has borne two children. Her hips are
spreading slightly as a mature woman's are wont to do, but regular
exercise keeps them firm and very sexy. When I see Ann, I
automatically picture her nude because I see her naked daily and love
the sight of her. Her breasts are small - pert and pear sized - with
sensitive pink nipples that perk up quickly as soon as they are
touched. Her left breast is smaller than the right and kind of
conical. Ann's pubic hair curls out generously above and around her
vulva and is light brown. She loves to feel my mouth there, and I have
become addicted to the musky smell of her vagina over the years. My
cock is stirring again with these images. Ann is very open about her
sexuality, and we make time frequently for sex despite our two kids
being ever-present.

	Ann and I married during my last year at Berkeley. She had a
degree in music education, but she took a clerical job in the
Toxicology Department of the U. C. Medical Center to help us pay our
bills. She liked Jerry right away and saw him as kind of a friendly
and amusing big brother. When we married, Brother Jerry became a kind
of "brother-in-law" for her. Our son was born 7 months after we were
married, and we moved to the Valley for my first job as a reporter
with a large metropolitan daily newspaper. Ann stayed home with our
son for 6 months and then got a job as a dance therapist at a private
school for kids with disabilities. Two and a half years later, a
lovely daughter was born. Now, school and P.T.A. and soccer and swim
meets define our lives. It sure feels good to be walking on the beach
and to get away from all of that for a few days!

	`Damn!' I am thinking. 'Sue is sexy as hell!' She is very
blond, 5' 9," about 120 pounds, pretty slim. Her hair is very straight
and hangs down past her shoulders to just above her breasts. I wonder
if the hair between her legs is just as blond. Sue's tits are not
really large (maybe half-cantaloupe size) and stand up well. She
probably goes without a bra because of the size and firmness of her
breasts. Her nipples, which have practically mesmerized me already
today, are a dull pink. Sue's navel is an "inny," and her tummy is
flat and hard. Her ass cheeks are pretty tight and not very big, and
her legs are fairly long. She has the legs and ass of a distance
runner. Overall, Sue appears attractive, slim and fairly strong,
especially in her arms. Strong arms and hands are good for a masseuse,
I imagine.

	The sun shines through Sue's sheer blouse, and if I drift
slightly to one side, I can see the barest curving edge of her full
breasts from behind. As I walk beside Jerry, I angle a few steps to
one side and then the other to take full advantage of the view that
Sue is providing. Jerry catches me in the act and chuckles, saying
that I don't have to be so obvious about it.

	When we get back to the beach house, two middle aged women are
putting a turkey in the oven "to brown a little more - it is already
roasted". They own their own catering business, called "Food For
Thought". They set out all the trimmings, wish us a "Happy
Thanksgiving" and depart. Everything smells delicious. As Jerry and
Sue find their bedroom to unpack and clean up, Ann sets the table, and
I open a chilled bottle of chardonnay.

	The dinner is a big success. Jerry and I each have three
helpings of everything and end up chewing on the two turkey drumsticks
while we watch the sunset and sip a tasty Cabernet. The stark beauty
of an ocean sunset when there is no fog bank captures all four us, and
there is silence as we watch the fiery orb descend past the horizon.

	It is a romantic moment, and I take Ann into my arms. Jerry
does the same with Sue. Jerry breaks the silence by asking, "Tom, is
'official sunset' the time when the sun first touches the horizon, or
the time when it is completely gone, or some time in between?" We
debate this weighty topic for a few minutes until Ann and Sue start
laughing at us and begin clearing the dinner dishes. Jerry and I
volunteer to wash.

	After dinner, I pop in a Showtime movie called "Full Body
Massage" starring Mimi Rogers and the Australian actor, Bryan Brown.
Bryan plays a professional masseuse, and Mimi is his wealthy customer.
I've always liked Mimi Rogers as an actress. Mimi has enormous
breasts, and I have never seen her bare them in a film before. She
does so generously in this film.

	Ann says, "Mimi Rogers must be desperate for a movie role to
show so much skin." Ann's tone of voice is mildly sarcastic, but her
attention is totally fixed on the screen.

	God what a sexy film! When Bryan begins to rub Mimi's large
breasts, I get chills. I hadn't known Sue's job when I rented the
video it, but she is very interested in Bryan Brown's massage
technique. During the sensual part of the massage, I feel Ann's hand
wandering along my leg and up along my crotch. She feels how hard I am
and winks at me, then smiles sexily. I let my hand explore her legs as
well, then up between them, where she is hot from all the action on
the screen. Ann lets out a soft moan, and I notice Jerry and Sue
watching her.

	Sue says, "Eroticism is a natural part of a complete massage.
It's unfortunate that some so-called "massage parlors" have given
massage a bad name.

	With Ann's hand on my upper thigh, just barely brushing my
crotch, I wanted to grab her and kiss her. But I resisted the urge -
not right in front of Jerry and Sue. Supercharged with sexual energy,
I need to move around or do something. I get up and go to our bedroom
to change into looser, more comfortable clothes. Sweatpants and a t-
shirt are appealing. I slip on the sweatpants without underwear. I
still have a semi-erection.

	I have another sexual thought: hands gently and worshipfully.
She strokes its length starting on the base, moving to the tip and
back again. She kisses the tip and takes the glans into her wet, warm
mouth, and at the same time she reaches between my thighs and cups my
testicles gently. She squeezes them ever so slightly and is getting
hot herself... '

	I shudder involuntarily at the thought of this happening with
Sue and return to reality. I pull up the sweatpants and tuck my
erection down along the left pantleg and return to the living room to
join the others.

	I intend to return to Ann and cuddle with her, but I am
startled to see the furniture moved away from the middle of the living
room and my lovely Ann lying on the floor on her stomach. Jerry is
kneeling by Ann's head and is giving her a pretty vigorous massage on
her neck and shoulders. Sue is supervising Jerry's movements and
offering instructive comments to him as he works on Ann.

	Ann is not a lover of massage. I get them regularly, but she
has never wanted even a gift certificate. The movie must have turned
her on. She is sighing and moaning softly under Jerry's hands. Sue
moves to Ann's feet and uses her strong arms and hands making skillful,
practiced movements on Ann's shapely legs, working up gradually toward
her buttocks. Sue glances at me and smiles knowingly at the rather
obvious bulge along my left pantleg. The only light in the room comes
from the two dinner table candles that Jerry and Sue have placed on
the floor. Sue motions me to join their massage of my wife.

	I get onto my knees and move beside Ann, resting the palm of
my hand on the middle of her back. She feels very warm through her
thin cotton top, and the touch reminds me that she wears no bra.

	"You sound like you're feeling pretty good, Annie," I say.

	"Why didn't you tell me that a massage is so relaxing?" she
murmurs. "I'm jealous that you've been getting these without me." She
moaned again with pleasure at the circular movements of Sue's strong
hands on the backs and insides of her thighs. Ann opens her eyes and
smiles at me with a kind of dazed, sensual look.

	"You told me that you only wanted my hands touching you. Sue
is pretty talented, isn't she?" I state the obvious.

	"Jerry is no slouch, himself," Ann responds. "He's a good
pupil, and he has wonderful hands. His hands are wasted on the law."

	Jerry's hands move past my hand, down to Ann's lower back and
onto her buttocks. This startles Ann, and she lifts her head and
shoulders and looks up at me with a questioning look. Without a word,
I smile and brush her lips with mine and press gently on her back, and
she settles back down under Jerry's intimate caresses. He begins to
knead her ass cheeks with both hands, first one and then the other.

	Ann moans loudly, "Oh, Jerry, you're a master! That feels
great. Don't stop."

	I want to help, and I massage one of Ann's ass cheeks while
Jerry does the other. Our four hands are touching her ass and her ass
crack intimately through the thin fabric of her shorts. The silk
panties under her shorts allow our hands to slip smoothly and sensuous
over her buttocks and down between her thighs. Ann opens her legs to
give us better access to her open and vulnerable crotch. I am
surprised and aroused at her sensuous response to Jerry.

	Sue reaches toward me and motions me to lay beside Ann. She
straddles my thighs pressing her pubic mound into my buttocks and
begins to massage my shoulders and back. Sue's hands slip under my t-
shirt and move onto my bare skin. Ann turns her head sideways to watch
me, and I watch her and Jerry above her. Jerry is now cupping her
genitals from the rear. Ann gasps and moans and opens legs even wider.

	Sue pushes my t-shirt up around my shoulders, and I lift up on
my elbows so that she can push it off over my head. Jerry copies Sue's
move, and Ann allows him to shed her top. She is now nude to the waist
under Jerry's hands. His fingertips trail back down brushing along the
sides of Ann's small breasts which are pressed into the soft carpet
and bulge out erotically along the side of her ribcage. Jerry presses
his face into the cloth of Ann's shorts - his nose and mouth between
her ass cheeks. He moves his head up and down caressing her asshole
and the sensitive skin between her rectum and vagina.

	Sue watches Jerry approvingly, like a teacher with an adept
student. "Turn over now," Sue whispers to me. I comply, exposing my
huge erection just under the loose sweatpants. Sue acts as if she
doesn't notice it, but Ann does, and she smiles at me. Sue places her
hands on my pecs and rotates them smoothly around my nipples, grazing
my nipples occasionally - as if by accident - with her thumbs. My
nipples become erect.

	Jerry again copies Sue and asks Ann to roll over. Ann blushes
in the candlelight as her beautiful chest is exposed to "strangers".
Sue murmurs approvingly at Ann's breasts. Ann is pleased at the
compliment, and her nipples swell in response to the attention they
are receiving. Jerry bends over Ann and kisses each nipple -
delicately, almost chastely. Ann shudders. His kisses continue down
the midline of her soft belly, and his hands replace his lips on her
breasts. Her reaches her navel. He dips his tongue into it. Ann moans
loudly. Jerry is encouraged by the sound and pushes down on the
waistband of Ann's shorts with his chin. Ann helps by lifting her hips
and pushing her shorts to her knees with her hands. Immediately, Jerry
accepts her unspoken invitation by putting his mouth on her steaming
sex while pulling her shorts off with one hand.

	I am incredibly aroused at the permission my wife has given my
best friend. I stare, fascinated, at his brown tussled hair, his face,
and Ann's light brown pubic curls pressed up against his cheeks. His
nose and mouth are obviously deep in Ann's hairy cunt! We all can
smell the musky odor of Ann's arousal.

	Almost without my realizing it, Sue's hand is releasing the
drawstring of my sweatpants and slipping into them to find my rampant
cock. Lifting my hips, I allow Sue to reveal my excitement and push my
pants down around my thighs. My erection tingles in Sue's sure-handed
grip. She has done this before. She knows men's bodies. Her thumb
gently rubs the nerve bundle just under the head of my cock. I am so
excited, my hips buck up under her. It feels so good to have Sue
holding me.

	Jerry has found Ann's clitoris with his mouth and is sucking
on it. I know that Ann will last only a few seconds under this
attention. Sure enough, her cheeks glow even brighter, her breathing
becomes loud and heavy, and then her whole body freezes for one second
as her orgasm takes her over the top of the pleasure hill. And then
she bucks and bucks and moans and twists as she gives herself up to
the intense sensations in her groin. I grasp Ann's hand as she
experiences her climax, and she looks over to me as her spasms subside
and smiles at me with heavy lidded eyes. She is sodden with lust.

	Sue's hand is barely moving on my rigid penis, but the sight
of Ann tugs me toward a sympathetic orgasm, and my sperm shoots out.
The sudden sight of my semen startles Sue because I had given her no
warning, but she chuckles in pleasure with me and dips a finger into
one of the thick, pearly globs on my stomach and touches her finger to
her lips.

	"Looks like we did good, partner," Sue says to Jerry. "You
have real talent."

	"The pleasure was really all mine, Ann," Jerry responds. "I
love getting to know you like this. And thanks to both of you for
inviting us to be with you this weekend."

	Ann is very shy at her nudity now, and at the intense emotion
she has just displayed so wantonly in front of Jerry and Sue. She sits
up and kisses Jerry's cheek and says, "I think I would like to go to
bed now. It's been a long day but a wonderful one. Come on, honey."
Ann looks at me for agreement.

	I nod agreeably. "Sue and Jerry probably want to be alone now
anyway. This whole evening has kind of taken me by surprise. Now I
know what Thanksgiving is really all about. And Ann, I don't know if
I'm going to let you sleep right away."

	Ann smiles and laughs sexily, "OK, tiger, show me the way!"

	Once we are in our bedroom, we make love, hotter and more
passionate then Wednesday night's loving. I came inside Ann twice
before we curl up to sleep. As I drift off, Ann is still shuddering
from her own orgasms. Next door, I can hear Sue's cries of passion.
She and Jerry must be doing just as well as we are. The rhythmic
sounds of the pounding surf calm our pounding bodies, and we sleep
until the sun awakes us.

	# # # #

	Friday morning, I awake before Ann and listen dreamily to the
seductive surf sounds just outside our bedroom. Silently, I get up and
shut the bedroom door and slip back to the king size bed. I look at
Ann's nude form laying there. Her short blonde hair, full, beautiful
breasts, smooth silky bottom and the thick, dark forest between her
legs. I begin kissing her cheek and move down to her neck. She stirs
and turns her chest into mine, brushing her tits and nipples against
me. She opens her mouth and draws mine to it in a deep, passionate
kiss. She urges me on top of her, and my growing erection slips into
her mound. I pump slowly in and out of her as she opens her eyes and
smiles at me.

	"G'morning, lover!" Ann murmurs sleepily. "I love your alarm
clock."

	"We can't be too loud," I whisper as I nuzzle the downy hair
on her neck. Jerry and Sue will hear us. The walls in this place are
kind of thin."

	Ann's eyes open wide in surprise, but I coax her mind back
onto what we are doing with a deep thrust inside her loins. She bites
her lip to keep from crying out as her passion builds towards another
orgasm. I feel her hips shudder, and her vaginal muscles tighten
around my penis, and I began to concentrate on my pleasure. Ann's is
obviously intense enough, and she starts to buck. I think about how
deep I am inside her and how it might look when I come inside her.
Then, as she lets out a passionate gasp, I explode. I begin to spurt
inside her, and her vagina clasps me even more tightly. We both
shudder involuntarily as our climaxes overtake us. After we collapse
against each other, I begin to wonder if Jerry and Sue can hear us.
'Nah, probably not.' I think to myself. 'We are so close to the ocean
that the surf is pretty loud.'

	Little do I know! Later that morning on an early beach walk,
Jerry laughs and tells me that he and Sue were listening at our door!
Such friends!

	The four of us have golf reservations Friday morning at 10 am
at Pacific Grove Municipal. It is a beautiful course right on the
Pacific, and I am looking forward to it. The weather is spectacular -
no morning fog and no coastal overcast. The sun is brilliant, and the
sky is clear. We are all quiet and reserved around the breakfast table
after last night's amazing events. Sue seems the most relaxed of the
four of us. Ann and Jerry can't bear to meet each other's eyes, and
both engage Sue and I in neutral chatter so they don't have to talk
together. Sue smiles warmly at me, and her look goes straight to my
groin. I am really attracted to her.

	Golf is a great success. Jerry doesn't play too well, and Ann
is just learning, but Sue displays remarkable athletic ability. She
hits the ball well, and we all enjoy the course and the sounds of the
ocean and the barking seals sunbathing on the rocks. Both Ann's and
Sue's rear ends look very tempting in golf slacks, and Jerry and I
forget all concern about our golf scores. After a late lunch on
Fisherman's Wharf, we get back to our rented beach house in plenty of
time for another spectacular sunset. High clouds are backlit by the
setting sun, and the colours blaze in pinks and oranges and purples
from one end of the sky to the other. Up and down the beach, the
Pajaro Dunes property owners are out on the sands enjoying the
spectacle.

	We grab a bottle of Cabernet and four glasses and walk down on
the beach. The day of shared fun, the beauty of this setting and last
night's intimacies are all working together on the four of us to
produce an almost hypnotic atmosphere of closeness. Jerry sets his
glass down and stands behind Sue, embracing her as they both gaze at
the sunset. Her buttocks press back into his groin, and his hands move
to her breasts. I stand beside Jerry, and Ann leans back into me along
side of Sue. I can sense and feel, rather than see, Sue's hand drop
down and reach back for Jerry's crotch.

	As the last rays of sun disappear, the four of us turn to each
other and all embrace under that spectacular multi-coloured sky. We
feel particularly blest to be in that place and time together. Sue
whispers to the three of us, "There's lots more to learn about
sensuality if you're all game."

	"I am!" I respond quickly. "Me too!" says Ann. "You can't
leave me out," cries Jerry and gives the three of us a hearty squeeze.
Unfortunately, it is so hearty that my wine spills on Ann's shirt.
"Let's go in now. I've got to get this out before it stains," Ann
says.

Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
From: an248036@anon.penet.fi
Date: Mon, 3 Jun 1996 23:54:48 UTC
Subject: : Thanksgiving (m/f/m/f, consensual)

			    Thanksgiving
				  by
			  Tom In Sacramento
				Part 2

	Once inside, Sue lights candles and turns off all of the
electric lights. Sue dares Ann to leave her top off after soaking it
to get the stain out. Sue promises that she will do the same. I light
a DuraFlame log, and its shifting tongues of fire cast moving shadows
on the darkened walls of the living room. The post-sunset twilight is
almost gone, and the surf is beginning to take on a white
phosphorescent hue.

	Sue stuns me by appearing nude and standing over me as I close
the fireplace screen. Her breasts are amazing, and she openly displays
herself to me - turning slightly first to one side and then the other
so that I get a three dimensional effect. Her nipples become erect
under my eager gaze, and they become really long and hard with a sort
of squared-off end. Sue must be aroused, because just behind each of
her nipples is a sort of secondary breast - an areole, a small pink,
puffy mound upon which her nipple projects. My gaze continues down,
and I see that Sue's pubic hair is very blond and sparse, but the
hairs are quite long. The hair goes down around her cunt lips. Her
labia are visible in the firelight and appear thin and long. They seem
to be getting swollen and thick as I gaze upon them. Maybe it's my
imagination again, but Sue's outer lips are thickening and turning
from a dull pink to almost crimson-purple.

	My breathing is becoming ragged in the face of Sue's erotic
beauty. Ann slips up behind me and whispers, "You like her, don't you.
I do too. She's beautiful." Ann moves into the firelight, and I see
that she is topless, and she bends to remove her slacks and panties.

	As Ann rises, nude, in front of Jerry and Sue, I am reminded
again of her beauty. I can see Jerry and Sue's admiration in their
faces. Ann turns to me and unbuttons my shirt saying, "You don't want
to be last, do you, Tom?" Sue helps Jerry out his clothing, and we are
quickly bare-assed together in front of the fire.

	Ann pulls me over to the couch, and she leans back on it,
offering me her breasts with her hands. Jerry and Sue watch and smile
as I pleasure Ann's chest with my hands, tugging her nipples
alternately erect with my thumb and forefinger. Ann pulls my head to
her and opens her mouth to greet my lips. I continue to massage her
breasts, and she thrusts her tongue into my mouth.

	I feel a hand on my blood-engorged cock. Ann's hands are
holding my face. It must be Sue. I look back and am shocked to see
Jerry stroking my erect penis up and down. I am even more shocked at
my own feelings. I am not repulsed. I like having my friend Jerry's
intimate touch. Tugging gently on my cock, Jerry moves my lower body
over Ann and inserts me deeply into her already wet vagina. Jerry
caresses my rigid cock shaft with his finger tips back and forth, and
then I sink all the way to the balls into Ann.

	"Oooohhhh!" Ann and I moan at the same time.

	Jerry and Sue exchange looks and smile. "It looks like they're
having fun," Sue says. "Let's help some more."

	Sue kneels beside the couch near our hips and reaches between
my legs to caress my testicles. Jerry puts one of his hands on my ass
and slides the other between my body and Ann's so that he can play
with her breasts. Ann reaches down to touch her own clit - her
favorite way to make herself come when we are having sex. I lift my
hips a little to accommodate her, and suddenly both Ann and Sue are
touching my genitals. Both women caress my sex, and then Ann opens her
labia to find her clit. Sue holds my balls with her fingers while her
thumb finds my anus. She inserts her thumb to the first joint, and I
moan and this unexpected invasion.

	I begin thrusting into Ann with a slow rhythm. We are both
very excited by the presence of Sue and Jerry and the touch of their
hands all over our bodies. I feel Jerry's hands rubbing my back as I
thrust. My buttocks quiver with each stroke into Ann's cunt. Her
vaginal muscles are beginning to grip my prick like a velvet fist on
each upstroke, as if she doesn't want me to go out.

	I feel Sue's mouth on the crack of my ass, kissing and
licking. Soon her tongue joins her thumb, and I feel her wet tongue
thrusting into me ever so briefly. Quickly, her sensuous lips move
down toward my balls, and she sucks each in turn gently into the warm
cavern of her mouth.

	Ann and I are both breathing deeply and heavily. I match her
rhythm and know that I am close to climaxing. Jerry's attention to
Ann's breasts and my cock thrusting into her has brought Ann to the
brink also.

	"I'm almost there, honey. Hang on just a second and wait for
me," Ann gasps into my ear. Jerry begins moving his kisses toward
Ann's neck, and he puts his tongue in Ann's ear. She groans out loud
and through clenched teeth says, "Here it is now. Aaaaahhhh. It's so
good!" Ann's hips buck four or five times underneath me, and I can
feel my cock throbbing inside her clenching vagina. I release my own
climax. The two of us are jerking together with spasms.

	Sue's pleasure instincts are so good! Right at the height of
my orgasm, she starts rubbing the base of my cock shaft right behind
my balls. Spurts of my white semen must be splashing all over her
vaginal walls. I think I am going to literally explode. I see red, and
gasp, "Oh God, that's good! I love you, Ann!"

	Still embedded in Ann, I rest my head on her shoulder. Jerry
rubs my back and legs, and Sue comes around to give Ann a gentle kiss
on the lips. Then Sue kisses me. Exhausted as I am, the touch of her
lips still electrifies me. Jerry sees my reaction and bends down to
kiss Ann. All four of us know instantly that something unique is going
to happen.

	I roll off of Ann and sit on the floor beside the couch. Ann
lays back on the couch, her thighs wide open, and she tousles my hair
with her fingers. Her labia are thick and swollen, just like my soft
semi-hard penis.

	Jerry and Sue are really hot. Tears of pre-cum are dripping
from the tip of Jerry's large cock. It bobs out in front of him with a
slightly upward tilt. It must be 9" long. They lay on the floor in
front of us, and Jerry begins to explore Sue's vulva. The tip of her
clitoris is just peeking out of the top of her slit. They grab each
other and kiss passionately.

	Jerry has Sue lean back on her elbows and spread her legs so
that the firelight illumines her vagina for us. Her sparse blonde
pubic hair goes down around her cunt lips and peters out near her
asshole. Jerry pulls her outer cunt lips away from her cunt maybe one
and a half inches, exposing her inner lips which do not protrude much
and are softly jagged in contour.

	Ann whispers to Sue, "How can you take all of Jerry? He is so
large."

	Sue smiles and replies, "My vagina is pretty tight all the
time, but it is plenty deep. My G spot is especially important to me.
It is maybe an inch or so up into the canal on the front side. Kind of
right behind my clitoris. I love to be stimulated there with either a
finger or by a carefully placed cock, and Jerry's cock is shaped just
right to hit it."

	I can't believe the sudden urge I have to have Jerry's pretty
cock in my mouth. It is the first time I have seen him erect. I also
have an urge to help guide his cock into Sue - just like he did for me
and Ann. Sue bends over Jerry's cock and begins to pleasure him. Sue's
mouth captures the head of his cock, and her lips work their way down
towards the base. Her hand cups the thick, wrinkled skin of his hairy
scrotum, rubbing his testicles to make him moan. She engulfs his cock
with her mouth and slides her mouth up and down on his penis, making
him buck his hips.

	Ann and I watch, transfixed by this erotic sight. We are
wondering when he is going to spurt, but Sue stops sucking him and
draws her mouth slowly away, licking the underside of his glans as she
does so. Then Sue lays back on the shag rug, spreading her legs to
reveal the moist opening of her sex.

	I lean over and whisper to Ann, "My God, she is gorgeous and
desirable!"

	Ann replies, "I've never really thought about another woman's
body until today. Sue's beauty is so sensuous and stunning. I can't
believe I'm getting wet just thinking about her."

	"I understand what you're feeling. I'm having some of the same
erotic thoughts about Jerry," I tell her and kiss her warmly just as
Jerry buries his face into Sue's pelt.

	Jerry buries his nose between Sue's swollen labia and licks
his girlfriend deep inside her sex, stroking Sue's clitoris with his
thumb and probing her tiny asshole with his finger. Sue begins to buck
like mad, and then she has a vigorous climax, showering Jerry's face
with her cum. She is gasping his name, begging him to screw her. As
Jerry mounts her, my hand slips down to Ann's juicy cunt. Two of my
fingers enter her as Jerry's cock penetrates Sue's tight vagina. He
holds himself above her with his strong, muscular arms. His buttocks
bunch with the strain, and his pelvis thrusts down and back firmly and
aggressively as he screws Sue.

	Ann rotates her hip toward me and moves against my hand as we
watch Jerry's penis glisten in the firelight. His cock is long and
hard and wet with Sue's juices, sliding in and out of her wet, blonde
forest of hair. Her ass thrusts against him, and her breasts shake
every time his balls impact her groin. My cock grows hard against
Ann's thigh as we watch them. Her hand comes down to caress me as I
thrust lightly against her flesh. I continue massaging her vagina and
clit while my friends make love on the carpet before us.

	Now, Jerry and Sue are thrusting at each other in a frenzy of
passion. The sounds of their love are loud - skin slapping wetly on
skin, grunting and moaning. The smell of an aroused cunt permeates the
whole room. I don't know whether I am smelling Sue or Ann. Sue's
climax is upon her. She is under Jerry, and her tight vagina is
clasping his erection like a vice. Her moans and cries become a deep
sensual purr. Jerry's scrotum tightens, and his balls are pulled up
under his cock. The tip of his dick burns deep inside Sue, and
finally, he lets out a loud growl of unbearable pleasure and spurts
all over the walls of Sue's pleasure cave. His hips and buttocks jerk
with each of several spasms. The spasms occur further apart, and with
one final convulsion, Jerry's full weight sags down for a second on
Sue's sweaty body. She bears his weight easily until Jerry pulls out
and rolls to her side, nuzzling her neck in gratitude. Even limp,
Jerry's cock is unusually long and lays floppily across Sue's thigh.
She pats his cock like a good friend and hugs Jerry.

	I am no longer masturbating Ann with my fingers and am holding
her against me as she recovers from her own orgasm. She came when
Jerry did, but her hips and thighs and sex are still quivering with
passion. When she finally catches her breath, she gasps, "My whole
body is quivering. I've never been so high with sex! Being with you
guys is incredible!"

	Jerry's stomach rumbles noisily and breaks our exhausted
silence, and he volunteers to go out to the kitchen for some turkey
leftovers. We all realize we haven't eaten anything since we were at
Fisherman's Wharf in the late afternoon. Ann offers to help Jerry -
her shyness about being naked in front us is apparently gone. Maybe it
is the luxuriously sensual mood we are all in. It feels like there is
permission for anything as long as it is not harmful. Anyway, Ann's
nude form sways gracefully as she rises to follow Jerry into the
kitchen.

	Sue and I watch her rear end as she rounds the corner into the
next room. When she is gone, we smile at each other comfortably as we
relax by the fireplace. I recall that this house has an outdoor hot
tub on the front patio overlooking the surf. Without clothing, I step
through the sliding glass doors and turn the heater on. The
instructions left by the owners promise that the water will heat up in
20 minutes.

	Sue loves the thought of the hot tub. She tells me, "It gets
me completely hot and bothered, and I usually find myself reading
erotic stories in the jacuzzi with a hot jet of water pulsating over
my cunt." That image started tingling sensations in my groin, and I
reach over to caress Sue's back. She is lying prone on the carpet. My
hands travel down her back to her buttocks.

	Sue murmurs, "I love to be massaged, especially my ass cheeks
and my feet. It's such a sensuous feeling." The food isn't ready yet
so I straddle Sue's legs and begin to knead her asscheeks. Her ass is
pretty tight, and I grip and twist her buttocks as if I were making
bread. Occasionally, my thumbs stray into her crack and brush the
sparse blonde hairs around her rectum. Each time I do this, Sue
shivers and moans.

	Sue, by her own example, is teaching all of us so much about
sensuality. Spreading her legs, I kneel between them with Sue's knees
on either side of me. The bottom of her vulva and her anus just above
wink and glisten at me in the firelight. Her smell surrounds me. My
hands work down her thighs, to her calves, to her feet. I massage her
feet one at a time, slipping my fingers in between her toes, rubbing
the bottom of her arch with my thumb. She has high arches.

	Turning my attention back to Sue's lovely ass, I lean forward
and run both hands up her inner thighs until my fingers are just
brushing her pubic hair but not quite touching her labia. I am aware
that Jerry and Ann have returned with food and wine and are silently
watching my massage of Sue. Ann nods at me and smiles. I grasp Sue's
sex with my hand and let my middle finger slide through her damp pubic
hair and slip between her labia. Bending over her, I kiss her asscheek
and tease her clitoris fleetingly with the tip of my middle finger.
Slapping her butt gently with my other hand, I say, "Let's eat!"

	Sue laughs and rolls over enjoying the tease, but we are all
hungry. We each make our own cold turkey sandwiches with cranberry
sauce and all of the trimmings. Ann has zapped the turkey dressing to
heat it, and Jerry has opened a bottle of Merlot for us. Ah, the good
things!

	My hunger is subsiding after two turkey sandwiches, and I
notice the steam rising from the hot tub out on the front patio.
"Looks like our communal bath is ready," I announce. I lead the way
and dip a toe into the water. Must be close to 100 degrees.

	I ease into the tub gingerly - "Aaaaaaahhhhhhhh," I sigh. Ann
and Sue and Jerry follow eagerly, and soon, all of us are luxuriating
in the hot bath, and each of us has found a jet to massage our butt
and lower back. The tub is small, and the four of us fill it. Our
knees touch each other, but we are not sure who is touching who. So
everyone explores and touches everyone. Our nudity no longer seems
daring - just natural. I rub my groin and ass and armpits and feel
squeaky clean. Then I try to rub Ann's groin, but she giggles and
pulls away. We are feeling pretty mellow.

	The sky is unusually clear for the coast at this time of year.
It is about 1030 pm, and there is no moon so the stars are brilliant.
We help each other pick out the different constellations. The Milky
Way splashes gaudily across the whole sky. Down the beach to the south
we can see the glow of the Monterey Peninsula lights. Just to the
north is the glow of the City of Santa Cruz. In between is the
continuous line of rolling surf - white phosphorescent in the dark.

	After about 20 minutes, conversation slows and stops, and we
are all feeling warm and sleepy. Jerry is first out of the tub, and
his long, soft cock swings and drips as the hot water cascades off of
his nude body. Once outside the hot tub, his flesh puts out steam into
the starlight. Jerry says he is bushed and ready for bed. We all
silently agree, and very shortly the house lights are off, and we are
all in bed. Ann and I crash into our king bed without bothering to
shut the door or put on sleep wear. Surf sounds lull us to sleep.

Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
From: an248036@anon.penet.fi
Date: Mon, 3 Jun 1996 23:56:24 UTC
Subject: : Thanksgiving (m/f/m/f, consensual)

			    Thanksgiving
				  by
			  Tom In Sacramento
			      Part Three

	Something warm is nuzzling my groin. Something wet and hot
engulfs my cockhead. I pretend to sleep but am instantly aware that
Ann is giving me a wake-up present on this lovely Saturday morning at
the beach. I hold her head gently in my hands as she services me. My
usual morning hard-on fills her mouth.

	"Oh, Ann. It feels so good... " I mutter in a sleepy voice. My
appreciation stimulates her, and her head moves up and down faster.
She sucks and licks more vigorously. My hips start to buck
involuntarily, and a few seconds later, I come in her mouth. She
drains me and squeezes out the last drops. My orgasm leaves a light
sheen of sweat on my chest and belly, and I lay back limp - my eyes
open and my body satiated. The good things never end!

	Ann crawls up to give my lips a morning kiss - a sloppy, wet
one this morning, and I taste myself. She says, "Your cock and balls
are so clean from the hot tub that I wanted to suck you off. Without
that pungent male odor that your crotch usually has, your cum has a
slightly different flavor. I like it."

	"Thanks for the kiss and for the morning relief, darling," I
reply. "God - Now I've got to piss like a race horse!" I get up bare-
ass to go to the bathroom and notice Sue and Jerry grinning in the
doorway. They have been watching us the whole time. I blush deeply and
grin.

	"You guys put on quite a show so early in the morning," Jerry
says. "What else is on the agenda for today?"

	"How about a walk on the beach before coffee? The tide is low,
and we can chase sand pipers and look for sand dollars. Then we can
have lunch in Carmel By The Sea and visit some of the shops." That
plan is enthusiastically endorsed by Sue and Ann, and we all begin to
throw on some clothes. We don't need much because there is still no
fog, and the sun is out and warming up the beach already.

	Carmel is fun, but expensive. Lunch is pretty fancy for us,
but we enjoy it for a change. Afterward, we split up with Jerry and me
looking for men's stuff. Sue and Ann say that they will cover
everything else. Jerry and I stop for a beer, and Jerry talks a lot
about feeling the pressure in his law firm for billable hours. Working
as an attorney is different than he thought it would be when he was at
U. C. Berkeley's School of Law. He would like to start his own law
practice but feels that he hasn't established the contacts yet.

	I tell Jerry about being a reporter and confess that I would
really like to be writing a novel. The grind for "printable" news is
relentless, and I have a very different idea than my editor about what
is "printable copy". But I have two kids to raise, and I need the
money. We both promise each other that we will strive harder to "Do It
Now!" and then continue to meander through Carmel's quaint,
picturesque streets.

	Jerry ends up buying a Genuine Stetson straw hat for $50, and
I settle on a carving of a mother grey whale with her calf on her
back. Ann brings back a sweater and a book on The Art of Massage that
Sue recommended. Sue has three charcoal sketches of women of different
ages. She says that they caught her eye and remind her of her mother
and herself.

	Plunking our booty in the trunk of the car, we make tracks
back to our special beach house for our last night together. We want
to get there before sunset and just make it by 5 pm. By the time we
get our wine out to the sand, the sun is already a huge orange orb,
and the light is reflecting pink and purple. There is a breeze, and we
get sweaters and hike together 2 or 3 miles down the beach to where
the Pajaro River enters the Pacific just above Moss Landing. The brisk
walk in the salt air is refreshing.

	# # # #

	Back in our snug and now familiar beach house, I light the
last DuraFlame log, and we cluster on the floor by the fireplace. This
is a magic piece of carpet for the four of us after last night. As we
relax, we talk about the day and then about our feelings for each
other. The atmosphere definitely gets charged when Ann starts talking
about how beautiful it was last night watching Sue's and Jerry's
bodies and seeing them make love. Ann confesses how attracted she is
to Sue and how surprised and confused she is by that attraction.

	"It seems so strange to be over 30 years old and thinking
about being intimate with another woman for the first time," Ann
admits.

	Sue says she feels the same way about Ann and thanks her for
the compliments. Sue leans across my lap to Ann and kisses her gently,
tentatively on the mouth. Ann hesitates for just an instant and then
opens her mouth to receive Sue's tongue. Ann's face is flushed, and I
can't tell whether it is from arousal or embarrassment - or both.
Feeling their instant passion, I slip out from between them and leave
the two women to begin to explore their new world.

	Jerry and I are tremendously excited by seeing Ann and Sue
pressing their bodies into one another and disrobing. We begin
pleasuring ourselves and expose our already erect cocks. We stroke
ourselves in the manner we each had developed from long habit and
years of masturbatory practice. I am awed by the full length of
Jerry's hard cock and imagine my hand squeezing him.

	Our eyes turn to Ann's breasts because Sue has exposed them to
the firelight, and her mouth clamps fiercely down on the nearest one.
Sue acts like a thirsty suckling at her mother's teat, and Ann moans
aloud. "Let's get these off," Ann mutters, and both women separate for
a few seconds and hurriedly strip off their clothing, including shoes
and socks. Our eyes are riveted on their completely nude bodies.

	Ann sucks on Sue's slightly larger breasts until Sue's nipples
lengthen and darken in color with their flat tips - like pencil
erasers. Ann doesn't stop here but proceeds to kiss and lick her way
down to Sue's pubic hair. She nuzzles it and smells Sue's strong,
musky odor. Sue opens her thighs to give Ann better access, and her
odor reaches Jerry and me. Ann's tongue is impatient, and she quickly
pushes through Sue's labia and finds her clitoris. Ann licks circles
around it with the tip of her tongue, teasing it, not quite touching
it.

	Sue grimaces and shows clenched teeth. She grunts, "Do it to
me there, Ann. I need it now. Suck me off." Sue lays back on the
carpet now with knees up and thighs wide spread. She displays her sex
to all of us. Ann plunges her middle finger into Sue's vagina. Sue is
sopping wet. Ann adds two more fingers and licks Sue's clit as she
thrusts. "Where did you learn this, Ann?" Sue gasps. "It is so good -
so wonderful. I love it."

	"I'm just doing what I would like you to do to me," Ann
mumbles around a mouthful of Sue's redolent twat. Sue is now pumping
her hips against my wife's face. I am transfixed by the shocking
eroticism of the two women.

	Jerry and I both are dripping pre-cum by now as we stroke our
swollen cocks. I discard caution and gently reach out and put my hand
around Jerry's long, thin cock. I had held him briefly last night when
I guided him into Sue, but this time was for me, I admit to myself. I
am finally stroking another man's cock from base to tip. Jerry lays
back enjoying my caress. With my thumb, I smear his tears of pre-cum
around the head of his weeping cock. I reach over with my other hand
and cup the hairy, wrinkled thick skin of his scrotum and feel his
testicles trapped inside. I stroke him more rapidly up and down, and
he moans that I am doing good.

	I start to spit on my hand for lubrication, and then in the
instant decide to take a more direct approach. I lean my mouth toward
Jerry's quivering prick. Sue and Ann turn to watch me suck cock for
the first time. I tease Jerry and them by licking his balls until the
scrotum skin tightens and then the base of his cock. Then I lick up
and down the shaft and all around the head. I touch the tip of his
cock with the tip of my tongue, tasting him.

	"Suck me, please suck me now," Jerry murmured impatiently.
This is it! I swallow the first six inches of Jerry's cock, and it
hits the back of my throat. Jerry tries to pump further into me. I
can't believe I've got my best friend's cock in my mouth. I want him
to feel good. I begin to pump his shaft with my fist and suck
passionately on the flared glans - paying special attention with the
tip of my tongue to that sensitive nerve bundle just behind the head
that feels so good on me.

	"Oh, yesssssss!" Jerry cries. He holds my head against his
groin with his hands and watches Sue and Ann. Sue is bucking
frantically with Ann's face buried in her muff, and I know she is just
about to climax or has already started. Jerry's own orgasm overtakes
him, and everything is blotted out. His cock swells up in my mouth,
and his balls tighten up further. He spurts stream after stream of
warm semen into my mouth. The taste is bland and a little salty - not
disgusting at all. I suck all of him up until I feel him softening in
my mouth. I keep licking him until he is too tender and begs me to
stop. I chuckle and am gleeful that I have been able to give Jerry
this much pleasure.

	Ann is lapping Sue's wet cunt after her orgasm. Sue twists
around so that she can get to Ann's sex at the same time. She kneels
over Ann on her elbows and knees and plunges her tongue into Ann. At
the same time, she grasps Ann's ass cheeks and probes her anus with
her middle finger. Ann is very quick and has a small orgasm almost
immediately. "Don't stop!" she gasps. "I'm going to come again." Sue
presses her face into Ann's vagina, and Ann has another orgasm. This
is a violent one, and she freezes up rigidly as she goes over the
edge, and then she bucks powerfully against her lover seven or eight
times. It goes on for over a minute.

	Both women are licking and grooming each other. Then they sit
up and kiss tenderly and lean back against the couch. Their faces are
blissful. They smile at each other and at us with lidded eyes.

	"Tom hasn't come yet," says Jerry.

	"We'll fix that in a hurry," Sue replies with a laugh. "Here,
let me have that pretty cock. Oh, so thick and hard." Sue swallows all
of it, grasping my balls at the same time. I am kneeling in front of
Sue, who is sitting on the floor, and she is sucking me off expertly.
Jerry crawls over behind me and starts to lick the crack of my ass.
Soon his tongue is on my asshole and is poking inside. Ann gets up on
the couch and kisses me passionately, thrusting her tongue into my
mouth. I am overwhelmed with the caring of my wife and friends and
with the sensations they are giving me. I am drowning in pleasure, and
within 30 seconds I am spurting semen around the inside of Sue's mouth
like a firehose.

	Sue swallows every drop, leans back and looks up at me, "I'm
hungry, Tom. That was just an appetizer. I think I'm ready for a
bottle of wine and some more turkey leftovers." For emphasis, she tugs
gently on my rapidly softening cock.

	The turkey leftovers drill goes pretty quickly the second time
around. We are veterans, and besides, the turkey and trimmings are
almost gone. Sue is the hungriest. The rest of us just nibble, eat
cheese and crackers and sip a Pinot Noir.

	Feeling Sue's mouth on my cock for a few moments brings back
all of my fantasies about her. I have been making it with her in my
imagination since I first saw her on the beach Thursday. She is
sipping her wine and leaning on the couch as I coax her to spread her
legs. Soon I am oblivious to all else as I grab her ass and pull my
face into her hairy, wet cunt. Jerry sees me make my move and seizes
the opportunity to make love to Ann. I think Ann has been hoping that
this would happen ever since she saw Jerry's long, thin penis.

	Sue accepts my clumsy advances willingly, and she groans as I
eat her aroused, sticky vagina. She opens herself wide and slides her
cunt down to meet my face, and I grab her ass in both hands and pull
her to me. My tongue plunges into her, and she twists her hips to let
me get even deeper. I feel like her vagina is sucking on my tongue.
Her love tunnel is tight and narrow, and my tongue fills it.

	Sue wants me in her now! She pulls me up by the armpits and
grasps my cock. Deftly she pulls my chest to hers with one arm and
slips my penis into her cunt with the other. I am hard, and she is
wet, and I go in to the hilt in one smooth stroke. Sue's body accepts
my invasion, "Unnnggghhh!" she groans as I slide deeply into her. My
cock feels like an iron bar. Sue's vagina milks me and grips me and
refuses to let me withdraw. When I pull out of her and attempt to
return, her grip on my cock makes me feel like I am forcing my way
into a virgin. For me, Sue's acceptance is the peak moment of the
weekend, culminating all she has taught us and all we have learned
together.

	Ann and Jerry are on the floor beside us - Ann squatting over
Jerry's groin. She grasps his cock and slowly lowers herself onto it.
Then she rocks side to side to completely impale herself on it. Jerry
is thrusting involuntarily and gasping at Ann's aggressive eroticism.
As she moves up and down on his cock, Jerry massages her breasts. Her
smaller left breast is almost completely covered by his hand. Watching
Ann and Jerry distracts me from the sensations that Sue's pussy is
providing for me and allows me to last a little longer. I am sweating
and already about to burst deep in Sue.

	Sue senses my impending orgasm and my control ebbing, and she
gently disconnects and turns to present her ass to me as she lays her
head and breasts on the couch. Reaching back between her legs, she
grasps my erection and guides me back into her hot vagina from the
rear. It is a new feeling, and I gain a small measure of control. Sue
tells me that in this position, my thrusts will hit her G spot and
give her the best orgasm. My hands rest on her butt, and I thrust
deeply into her. Sue bows her head and backs into me to make the
penetration deeper. My thumb grazes her anus and probes this virgin
territory gently.

	Somehow Ann has been able take all of Jerry into her. He is
gritting his teeth trying to hold on for a few more seconds. Ann is
rubbing her clit furiously as she squats on Jerry's cock. Suddenly she
goes over the edge grunting, "Now, lover, I'm coming now. Let me have
your juices now, Jerry." She feels Jerry spurting streams of semen
into her hot sex and cries out, "Oh, you're coming. I can feel you
inside me." I watch my wife take her new lover, and enjoy seeing her
pleasure herself with such a large cock. I don't think I would feel
this way if Jerry weren't my best friend.

	Sue's vagina is grasping me more tightly, and seeing my wife's
orgasm sends me to the edge. "Do my clit now, Tom," Sue gasps. "Do my
clit right now, and I'll come like a rocket." I reach around her thigh
and place my fingers on her pussy. I can feel my prick pushing in and
out of her. It's not hitting her clit because I am coming into her
from behind. With my fingers, I dip into the front of her vagina and
smear her own juices up onto her clitoris. Then I stroke it up and
down like crazy.

	"Aaaiiieeeeeeee!" Sue screams. "It's so good. Don't stop
moving, Tom! Oh God, Tom. God it feels so good. Oh, Tom, fuck me. Make
love to me. Oh, yes!" Sue bucks back against me and twists her pelvis
as she grips my penis with a vice grip. She shudders once, twice,
three times... and finally a fourth and last time. These spasms take
over her entire body.

	I begin plunging into Sue's vagina now with so much force that
my balls slap against her wide-open, hairy, wet vulva repeatedly. Just
he thought of screwing this vision of sensuality is enough to bring on
a terrific climax. I know that Ann is watching me with this wonderful
woman in the most intimate way. My hips move faster and faster, and I
feel a storm of energy. It's happening. I'm there, and my cock is
blasting sperm into Sue's vagina from the rear. I feel like my insides
are squirting out. It's over. I'm exhausted, and I lean down against
Sue's back and hug her to me with my hands on her breasts.

	Ann reaches out to catch my limp penis as it flops out of Sue.
She uses it as a handle to pull me over to lay beside her, and she
kisses me and nibbles on my ear as she whispers that she loves me. Sue
and Jerry have found each other also.

	The four of us laying in front of the dying fire make a
stunning tableau. Ann and I would have said a week ago that this could
never happen to us - that we would never swap partners - never join
eagerly in a foursome. Yet all of that has occurred in the last three
days.

	We are all too exhausted to sort it all out. Jerry and Sue
have to leave early on Sunday. It is time for bed - no one even wants
to use the hot tub. Each of us takes the time to kiss and hug each of
the other three. And then it's goodnight.

	# # # #

	Epilogue

	Thanksgiving at Pajaro Dunes happened 13 years ago. We haven't
seen Jerry and Sue since that time. Jerry married Sue and moved to the
East Coast. The two of them are both "free spirits", and they divorced
after a couple of years. Jerry and I haven't done the backpack trips
either - crossing the continent was just too far to go. We do keep up
with them through Christmas cards and occasional letters, and we
promise each other to visit, but we never do.

	Jerry now practices law as a sole practitioner and is doing
quite well in a tough economic market. He does personal injury work,
and his last Christmas letter told me that he had just settled a
spilled coffee case for over $4 million. He re-married and started a
family with a woman who worked for his firm and was 10 years younger
than him.

	Sue never re-married and moved to New Hampshire. She writes
terrific erotic stories on the alt.sex.stories newsgroup and uses the
handle "SueNH". She loves her little red Miatta convertible sports
car.

	Ann and I learned a lot about ourselves during that unique
weekend in 1982. Labels like hetero and homo-sexual have lost a lot of
meaning for me. We are all simply sexual, and sensuality is as vital
to us as fresh air. Our bodies are not as trim as they were then, but
our sensuality is more delicious than ever. For that, we offer the
most profound thanksgiving.

			       The End