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Content may not be used or reposted without express permission of the author. ---------------------------------------------------------- Time-Share (MMF, M-bi, slut-wife, voy) by Hoosier Bob (terrehauteguy@att.net) *** A man traveling alone checks into beachfront lodgings in Florida and finds the manager and his hot wife more than eager to make his stay memorable. *** Bob's Travels #1 - Time-Share and Slut Wife-Share A few months after moving to Tampa, Florida, I got the urge to take some time off to relax and get away from the day-to-day obligations of the family business. I had relocated from Houston, Texas the previous year to join my family's business operations in Tampa. We had a pretty neat gig going catering to tourism on the Gulf Coast, being well rewarded for our efforts. I knew that I could leave for three or four weeks for an extended vacation. My Dad might have to cover the phones occasionally, and my Brother might have to start getting out of bed before Noon. Nevertheless things would run quite well without me. After tying up the loose ends in my office, I checked out one of the company cars from our fleet lot and headed to my house. After packing my clothes, I got my "stash" ready. This was pretty easy a little ball of Lebanese hashish.... maybe two of three grams and a half-ounce of sensimilla. Plenty to last me on my trip to Houston. I would be able to obtain plenty more "party supplies" from friends, once I arrived at my destination. All details taken care of now, I locked up the house and hit the road. Florida is such a wonderful place. If for no other reason; the blissful weather. Blue skies, warm breezes, and penetrating sunshine. In retrospect I realize that the Florida climate was often the catalyst for the wild, carefree sex that I came to expect during my years living there. It was like a magic potion for the millions of people flocking to the beaches each year. Bodies clad in the least possible material to avoid arrest for indecency. The heat of the sun pounding on their hot flesh. The wild nightlife was just a natural extension of the "sun and fun" of daytime. I had learned to keep an eye out for these "victims" of the casual atmosphere of decadence that prevailed here. I hit the road North following the Gulf coast of Florida toward my destination and my old friends in Houston. As I cruised up the highway listening to the cars stereo, I toked up on a little weed and let my cares melt away. Evening progressed as I drove West through the Florida Panhandle. Since there was no schedule or urgency to get to my destination at a particular time, I had stuck to the coastal highway. Interstate 70 would have been faster, but fuck it... I was in no hurry. Approaching Panama City Beach, I decided that this would be a good place to stop overnight. As I cruised along the beach highway viewing the strip of businesses, I recalled my days in the Air Force stationed nearby. There were always plenty of hotties hanging out in the local clubs ready to keep a horny GI warm for the night. Yes.... Panama City Beach was an exciting, fun little resort. Right in the heart of the beach area was what appeared to be a new hotel. They were still pouring some of the concrete walks and doing the final landscaping, but it was open for business. I pulled in, parked, and entered the office. The man working at the desk explained that the "Breakers" as the establishment was called, was a time-share development. Since they still had a lot of units remaining to sell, they were also renting rooms by the night. What a deal! Beautiful, new condo unit's... two bedrooms, kitchen, and all the amenities. He said his name was Steve and welcomed me to the Breakers. "If this is anything at all we can do to make your stay more pleasant, just let me or my wife Lisa know." I checked in, got my bags in the room, and stripped down to my blue jeans cutoffs. I grabbed my stash and headed out for a walk on the beach. I got down the beach a couple of hundred feet away from the lights and toked up. Thinking to myself, 'This if fuckin' sweet!' The breeze from the Gulf caressed my skin as waves of body rushes traveled like electricity through me, as I strolled the beach with no particular direction in mind. Time passed and I was ready to return to the Breakers. The people on the beach were thinning out by then and the noise from the beach highway was dying down as it was getting late... maybe Midnight or later. Trudging up the sand bank to the hotel deck area, I spotted one of the two hot tubs adjacent to the swimming pool deck. Back in my room, I grabbed a couple of more beers and my hash pipe. That hot tub just looked too good! I headed out to soak and relax. Poised at the edge of the hot tub, I realized that I had not changed into my swim trunks. No fucking way I was going back to my room again. Looking around, the courtyard and deck area were deserted and only a couple of the condo units had lights remaining on. I dropped my cutoffs at the edge of the tub and stepped in, immersing myself in the warm, bubbly water. From the corner of my eye, I thought that I spotted the curtains move behind a patio door at the rear of the manager's apartment. The hot tub had underwater spotlights, but the lights around the deck were turned down low. While I didn't feel on display, I realized that anyone who looked out could have seen me. From experience living the past year near the beach, I knew attitudes about exposure were pretty laid back. I figured that if the manager had a problem with my nudity, the worst that would happen would be a warning to cover back up. As I soaked and absorbed the warmth of the water, I fired up my hash pipe and "chased" the expanding smoke with the cold beer. A few minutes passed and a couple of tokes later, I again caught a movement of the drapery on the manager's patio door. Ideas were beginning to form in my head. Time for some Fun!! Leaning back against the edge of the tub, I stretched out my arms to my sides to grasp the lip on the hot tub. I extended my legs and relaxed, allowing my body to float to the water's surface. As the cooling air washed over the front of my body I felt heat course from within down through my loins to my toes. Again....a flutter of the drapes. I didn't yet want to reveal that I knew I was being watched, and discreetly monitored the movements out of the corner of my eye. My "private" area that would normally be covered by swim trunks stood out starkly white in contrast to my deep suntan. As my dick hardened, the "pink snake" pointed upward and lay across my tanned belly. With the spotlights at the bottom of the tub and the low-level deck lighting, I was clearly "letting it all hang out" for anyone looking to clearly see. The drapes moved again, this time apparently being opened a couple of inches and staying open. I saw a bit of movement in the darkness beyond them, and as I continued to observe, I realized that there were two figures. One smaller with a larger, taller figure standing behind. I grazed my fingers across my prick, which by now had hardened to a throb. Jesus!!! This is great! The body rushes charged up and down through my body. I felt so fucking hot... I was at fucking heaven's gates. I had to get off, and do it soon. I grasped my pole in my right hand, and slowly and firmly began to stroke it straight up and down. I didn't give a fuck who saw me, and the knowledge of my nearby voyeurs had me hot beyond reason. The temperature must have been going up in the manager's apartment too. The drapes slowly opened to where at least a foot of window was cleared, and I could see the two figures more clearly looming in the darkness. I now knew for sure that it was indeed Steve the desk manager who had checked me in a couple of hours earlier. The smaller figure by his side was a petite female, but I couldn't really see much more except there was enough light to tell that they were nude like me. So they liked to spy on the guests huh? I'll give 'em what they're looking for then! I was getting a little too hot in the tub, so I stepped out and grabbed a towel from a nearby shelf and slowly dried myself. I made sure to face toward the manager's apartment and moved in such a way as to make my hard dick bob and sway around in the light shining from the tub. I walked over to the side of the deck closest to their door and pulled up a chaise lounge to recline upon. I closed my eyes to a mere squint and continued my jacking off. I was no more than fifteen feet from their door and there was no mistaking what I was doing from that distance. My boldness paid off as the spying couple seemed to relax themselves and move closer to the door. The pretenses were now gone. I opened my eyes and turned my head squarely toward the patio door continuing to take long, slow strokes on my stiff prick which was proudly pointing up towards the stars. The couple was now visible and it was easy to see that the Steve was sliding his pole into his partner from behind, as they both were riveted to the sight of me on the pool deck outside. Pre cum was oozing from the head of my prick and running down the shaft like honey. I slid my hand up and down the slippery shaft as my heat grew. 'What the Fuck', I thought as an idea came to me. I continued to stroke my hot shaft and palm my balls, all the while keeping eye contact with my new "friends." I slowly drew my feet to the sides of the lounge and stood, slowing walking toward the patio door. I just stood and jacked furiously in front of the glass. I saw Steve stop fucking his companion and walk across the room. Not knowing what he had in mind, I panicked momentarily until I saw him switch on a small lamp in the corner of the room. Just enough light to allow me to see everything clearly now. He returned to his lady and turned her so that she was standing facing away from the door. He grabbed her long hair and pulled it back from her face, using the mane of hair to guide her mouth to his cock. As he slid into her throat, his thrusting pushed her ass up to the window. The hot little slut reached back and spread her cheeks and stroked her bare pussy for all it was worth. I could see the delirious look in the man's eyes as he pulled out of his partner's cunt. He turned her to the side and pushed her to her knees. Immediately a load of cum squirted from his prick and splashed across her face and drooled down onto her tits. The white, scummy paste was plastered across her nose and cheeks around to one of her ears besides coating her pillowy tits and nipples. No sooner had the last pulse of cum charged out of his cockhead than he dropped to his knees and began to lap his own fresh cum from her body. As he cleaned an area and got a mouth full of juices, he would engage her is a sloppy, gooey kiss. Each savored the cum fluid until there was no trace remaining. This was just too fucking much!!! I had to get off!!! My balls tightened up and exploded a load of warm, white cum juice against the window of their apartment. Fucking Great!!! My legs had turned to rubber and the effects of the hash forced me to return to the lounge and lay back. The sexually charged scene before me though did not allow my prick to go down in spite of just having blown such a huge wad. I very slowly stroked my now ultra sensitive tool as the couple inside began to move about. I then heard a soft click and sliding noise as the patio door unlocked and slowly opened. This sweet vision of loveliness stepped out onto the deck. With no more than a quick smile my way and a twinkle in her eye, she dropped to her knees outside the window and lapped at my deposit of cum on the door glass. She licked up every last drop before she allowed herself to stand and turn toward me. She just stood in place and silently watched me continue to stroke my tool. Jesus fuckin' Christ she was beautiful! 'So this must be Steve's wife Lisa." I thought. I took this time to study the details for the first time. Maybe in her middle or late twenties, long auburn hair falling to the middle of her back, framing the face of a sweet, innocent angel. Her glossy, tanned flesh literally glowed as she stood. Her hands traced her nipples and hefted her perfect breasts. Soon her eyes began to close as her left hand traced a line to her shaved pussy lips. She spread the juices dripping from her upper thighs as her crotch glistened in the lights. If was only then that I spotted the engagement diamond and wedding ring on her finger. This sight confirming that she was Steve's wife Lisa, and he obviously didn't have a problem with showing her off to other men. If there was any doubt in my mind about this, it was forgotten as she now stepped toward me her gaze locked in with mine. As she stood next to my lounge, she hungrily stared at my rampant prick sliding through my fingers. Her head turned back to the patio door and made eye contact with her husband still inside. I knew he was getting off on the scene too, stroking his renewed hardon for all it was worth. She took one more step to straddle the lounge, and stood over me touching herself. Her eyes were a mixture of passion and desperation... an almost pained expression as her fingers traveled over her lovely gaping cunt hole. Every glimmer of her diamond ring reminding me of what should have been the "forbidden fruits" of a married woman and of her husband standing nearby getting off on his slut wife's abandoned behavior. I knew that this couple was clearly into watching others and being watched. I also knew that they both loved cum. I wondered if he just liked to lick up "cream pies" or if he liked it directly from the source. She was just too sweet to believe, but here she was... about to impale herself on my cock while on a hotel pool deck. She knew that her husband stood watching her, and who knows whoever else might have looked out of their condo window and spotted us? She ever so slowly bent those superb legs and lowered her glistening cunt to my cockhead. I rubbed my mushroom over the soft, wet lips in my first, electrifying contact with this fox of the night. The flesh, warmth, and fluid sensation enveloped me in lust and bliss. The knob of my cock beginning the journey into her sweet pussy was on its own now, as my hands wrapped around those incredible hips and ass cheeks... my first touch to her body. We continued our hypnotic stare of each other as my prick slid to the depths of her cunt. With her now completely impaled on my hot meat, we shared our first kiss, and as if on cue we both turned our heads to the door and watched her husband furiously jacking his cock. Now I am lying there on my back with this unbelievably hot, sweet slut laid across the top of me and impaled on my prick. As we lay with our faces side by side watching her husband jack off, I steadily rocked my hips to deep- fuck this hot cunt. "I get so fucking hot being a slut for Steve." As she spoke her first words to me. "Maybe he should join us," I replied. Her cunt clamped down on my prick as she heard those words and a swoon overtook her. "Would you mind?" She asked, "Some men get uptight being so close to another man." This was playing out perfectly. I really do love women... everything about them. I man doesn't really turn me on, but I love to suck cock. I am also addicted to public scenes and showing off. "Motion for him to come out here," I answered, "and we'll see what develops." It must have been what Lisa wanted to hear, because she pushed down hard on my prick and plunged her tongue into my mouth and moaning through her first orgasm with me. She didn't realize, but I imagined that it was her husband's hard cock as she swirled her tongue in my mouth. There is very little that I enjoy more than fucking away with a hot fox while sucking on a hard piece of man flesh. After she caught her breath, she looked directly across to her husband, then kind of winked and smiled at him. He understood and stepped out onto the deck. I had seen him earlier of course while checking in, but fully clothed. I knew that he was about my height and build - about six feet tall with a slim, lean body. He was also about my age - late twenties. But unlike my dark hair and hairy body, Steve was blond haired with a smooth body. His cock was also shaved like mine, but much longer and slimmer. I have a nice cock... about seven inches, but very thick... nearly seven inches around also. Steve's tool was slender but at least nine inches long with these delicious, huge balls hanging in a freshly shaved smooth ball sac. I had to have me some of that! All there was to it!! I told Lisa to sit up on my cock. Then I asked Steve to come over and fuck his wife's face while I watched from below. I lay on my back with this live, walking wet dream gripping my prick in her hot pussy while this luscious hunk of man meat slid through her lips. I reached up and filled my hands with her hanging tit flesh and pinched on her nipples. I began to pull her by the nipples down to me. This caused Steve to have to crouch lower above me. I guess the position began to become uncomfortable for him, as he started to step back to the side. I quickly reached up and gently grabbed his hips and pulled him down on my face. I licked over his balls for just a moment and told him to just sit down on the end of the chaise lounge. So here he was... straddling the seat and seated just above my head facing Lisa. I directed Lisa to begin jacking Steve's cock while I tipped my head back and nuzzled and licked his balls. The reality of what was happening must have hit Lisa suddenly as her body again tightened up and froze in orgasm. I am sure glad the slut likes to suck cock. If Steve's dick hadn't been down her throat she would have had everybody in the place awakened. Lisa then stood up and got down on all fours on the deck. I slipped back into her hot, ready cunt from behind. Steve stood over her and I grabbed his butt cheeks and pulled him to me, stuffing his dick into my mouth. His long, thin spear like dick was a cocksuckers dream. He was hot and tasted great, a mixture of male cum and Lisa's juices. I continued to saw my prick into Lisa's cunt as I plunged Steve's long spear down my throat. I finally emptied my load into Lisa as Steve's cock throbbed deep in my throat. There is something about shooting a load in a hot pussy while taking another man's cum in my mouth at the same time. Nothing Better! I knew that this was the start of a perfect vacation! To be continued... Bob Individuals are encouraged to provide feedback and suggestions to the author. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than a trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime, so take good care of it! * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Kristen's collection - Directory 21