Chapter 8
It was a hot muggy morning in Sea View as the Williams and Palmers were having breakfast on the hotel terrace.
"What's on the agenda, today?" Barbara Williams asked, sipping on her coffee.
"Well," her husband replied, "Laura and I will be tied up most of the day with special meetings."
"Oh, hell," she sighed disappointedly. "I thought the four of us could just relax."
"We can tomorrow," her husband smiled, "but today, I'm afraid Brent will have to entertain you."
"Do you mind?" laughed Barbara, turning to the teacher's husband.
"Not at all," he joked. "We might even arrange a clandestine affair."
They all laughed at the man's remark.
When Roger Williams and Laura Palmer had excused themselves, Brent and Barbara lingered over their coffee.
"What would you like to do, Brent?" Barbara asked after a long period of silence.
"What about going to the beach for a swim?" he suggested. "It feels like this is going to be a damned hot day."
"That sounds great."
"Let me talk to the desk clerk," Brent suggested. "I think this hotel has some kind of an arrangement with one of the beach clubs for their guests."
When he returned, Brent told her that they could use the facilities of the Rio Vista Beach Club which was only a few miles from the hotel.
The sun was blazing down on the sand when they arrived, so they rented a small cabana for the shade. It was one of several cabanas lined up on the beach. They were quaint bamboo shelters with thatched roofs and three walls and the fronts were open, facing the surf.
After changing into their swim suits in the club house dressing rooms, they ran down to the water for a dip. It was the first time that Brent Palmer had been aware of Barbara's figure and he admired her soft lush body. He was particularly attracted to her big round breasts, so teasingly exposed by the brief top of her bikini.
After several minutes of splashing around in the surf, they ran back up to their cabana, throwing themselves on beach towels spread out on the sand in front of the shelter. The hot sun felt good on their wet bodies.
"Gosh this is nice," Barbara smiled, looking into the sun with closed eyes.
"It sure is," he answered, admiring the woman's soft flat belly. "It sure is nice."
The sound of the surf pounding on the sand only a few yards away almost lulled them to sleep.
"I think I'll move into the shade," Barbara said later that morning. "This sun is getting damned hot and I burn real easily."
Brent followed her into the coolness of the cabana. Settling back on lounge chairs, they watched the pounding surf through the spacious open front of the shelter.
"Do you know what?" Barbara suddenly said. "I'd like a cold gin and tonic."
"Hell, that sounds great," Brent responded enthusiastically, reaching for the service phone on the small bamboo table.
Within a few minutes, a waiter arrived with their order.
"This is living," Barbara said happily, settling back with her cool refreshing drink.
"Here's to sex!" Brent laughed, raising his glass. They both laughed.
As the day moved on and with the aid of four more gin and tonics, they were becoming deliciously mellow.
"You're cute!" she suddenly giggled. "So are you."
"No," she said with a slightly slurred voice. "You're really cute."
"That's the gin talking," he laughed. "But let's order another, if that's gin talk."
"Gin makes me sexy."
"Do you feel sexy now?" Brent teasingly asked, reaching once more for the service phone.
"Sort of," she answered, "but not sexy enough for what's on your little dirty mind."
"How do you know what's on my mind?"
"Because you're a man," she replied in a drunken manner.
When the fresh round of drinks had been served, Brent moved over, sitting next to her.
"Don't get any funny ideas," she said. "My husband sent me out with you for protection."
"And I'll protect you whether you want it or not," he replied.
"But don't carry your damned protection too far," she giggled, hazily wondering how his cock would feel. She quickly dismissed the thought, blaming it on the drinks.
Their conversation was suddenly interrupted by giggling voices coming from the next cabana.
"They sound happy," Barbara said.
"They sure do," he replied, a tingle racing through his groin at the sound of a woman's excited moans coming from next door.
"Shit that's a neat cock," they faintly heard the woman say above the noise of the surf.
Barbara and Brent stared at each other, laughing in disbelief. Listening intently, they could hear the woman squealing with lusty delight. This was followed by a long silence, broken only by the sound of the breaking surf.
The wicked voice from next door had excited Barbara and she was now conscious of a hot dampness around her itching pussy. Brent, too, felt his cock stirring in the confines of his jockstrap.
"Oh God, honey that feels good," came the distinct moan over the sound of the crashing breakers.
"That gal's really ready," Brent nervously laughed.
"She sure is," Barbara agreed, squirming restlessly.
Glancing at Brent she could see his cock pressing his jockstrap out against his tight trunks. A crazy thrill coursed through her flesh at the sight of the throbbing, moving bulge.
"That's it, baby, fuck me good!" came another shrill shriek.
"My God," Barbara gasped, subconsciously clutching at Brent's thigh.
The feel of her fingers on his bare flesh set his balls on fire.
"Fuck, baby, fuck!" came the voice again.
Trembling with excitement, Barbara felt Brent's hands moving slowly up her inner thigh. Not having the moral courage to stop him, she surrendered and opened her legs, giving him easier access to her quivering loins. At the same time, she grasped the big throbbing bulge in his trunks. With all barriers and restraints dissolving in one sex crazed moment, they both stood up, frantically removing their swimsuits.
Within seconds, their hot naked bodies were lewdly locked in each other's arms. Frantically rubbing against each other, Barbara could feel his hard cock pressing against her stomach. Taking it in her hands, she placed his prick between her breasts and squeezed the soft flesh of her big titties around his pole. His cock sliding up and down between the deep cleavage of her tit, she pressed her breasts around his throbbing shaft. Bending forward, she gently sucked on his rubbery cockhead that was thrusting up from between her luscious breasts.
Crazed with excitement Brent moved down, burying his face in her hot furry pussy. The sweet musky aroma sent wild heat waves through his loins. Lashing out with his tongue, he frantically probed deep into the juicy flesh of her pussy.
"Oh, God!" she moaned, unconsciously pressing his head down with her excited hands. "Suck, honey,suck!"
When she could stand it no longer, Barbara grabbed his shoulders and urged him to a kneeling position.
"Fuck me, honey, fuck me!" she sobbed, clutching at his massive cock., "Please, baby, I've never been so horny in my life."
Cupping her soft ass cheeks in his strong hands, he slowly advanced his stiff cock toward her slit.
"Oh, God," she whispered, feeling the head of his cock brushing against the soft juicy flesh of her slippery vagina. "Fuck me good, honey, fuck me good!"
A delicious warmth filled her body as she felt his steel hard cock slip through her eager hole and drive deliciously up into her hungry cunt.
Over in the other cabana, the wild passionate screams that had so erotically turned Brent and Barbara on had dwindled to a deep silence. Her wild orgasm over, the woman, Laura Palmer, was gently sucking and licking the last drops of semen from Roger Williams' thick limp cock.
"Shit, Roger," she whispered sensually. "You're the best fuck in the whole world."
"That goes for you, too," he said.
"And you've got the best tasting cum in the world," Laura said, licking her semen drenched lips.
When she had finished, he drew her up and kissed her.
Their wet naked bodies locked in a warm embrace, they were almost asleep when the gentle stillness was shattered by a woman's breathless squeals.
"That's it, Brent, baby, fuck me good, honey! Fuck me good!" the excited voice cried. "Oh, honey, harder, baby! Harder, honey! That's it, Brent! That's it, sweetheart! Oh shit, that's good!"
Roger Williams bolted upright. Recognizing his wife's voice, he rushed out of the cabana, Laura following behind him, both forgetting that they were completely naked.
The sight of the nude couple thrashing wildly in the cabana brought them to a complete halt.
Roger stared at his wife's ass working up and down over Brent Palmer who was lying beneath her, his wet glistening cock fucking in and out of Barbara's hot slit.
Frantically thrusting his hips, Brent was driving his cock deep into Barbara's cunt.
Watching his wife's luscious tits bouncing around in front of Brent's eyes sent blood pulsing through Roger's stiffening cock.
"Oh, Brent, baby!" he heard his wife moan. "You're such a good fuck, honey! You're such a good fuck!"
Laura couldn't believe what she was seeing or hearing. She couldn't believe that this exciting man who was pumping his mighty cock so lustily into Barbara Williams' cunt was the same tube boob that spent his nights at home watching television and sleeping.
Unconsciously squeezing her hot erect nipples, Laura Palmer had an overwhelming desire to have her husband's cock fucking her own fuck hole.
"Oh, Brent, baby!" Barbara groaned. "That's so fuckin' good!"
Throwing herself flat across his hunching body, Barbara fucked him fast and furious.
Frantically grasping Barbara by her ass and shoulders, Brent turned her over, taking the position above her body without missing a stroke.
"Now, bang me, baby, fuck me!" Barbara screamed, wrapping her legs around the man's shoulders and raising her hips.
Roger stared numbly at his wife's fully exposed cunt which was grasping and sucking at the hard flesh of the big prick that was furiously slamming in and out of her sweaty, slippery loins.
Gobs of cunt-juice squished out of her fuck-hole with every thrust of Brent's savage cock.
"Faster, honey, faster!" Barbara shrieked, sinking her teeth into the man's broad shoulders.
The sight of his wife so thoroughly enjoying this lewd wanton sex act was exciting Roger beyond control. Staring at the couple through glazed eyes, he was madly stroking his own big thick cock.
"Oh, God," Laura whispered to herself. "I wish that big stud would fuck me like that."
"Bang me, baby, bang me!" Barbara screamed hysterically. "I'm ready to come, Brent! Make it good!"
The man was thrusting his cock into the woman with all his strength. Faster and faster he pounded, his big swollen cock ready to explode at any second. Barbara's orgasm was just starting to envelop her when she felt Brent give a wild shudder as his semen squirted into her clutching pussy.
"Oh God!" she sobbed. "Don't stop, baby, don't stop! I want to come! I want to come!"
She broke into sobbing hysterical tears when Brent collapsed and rolled over on his side.
"I want to come! I want to come!" she screamed, tearing frantically at her cunt lips with her fingers.
Looking up, she saw her husband for the first time. She stared at Laura's nude body, then back to her husband whose big cock was thrusting up from above his heavy hairy balls.
"Roger," she sobbed. "Please finish me off, darling. Please fuck me, Roger. Please. Please!"
Without a moment's hesitation, he climbed up between her hot open thighs, his big cock trembling with excitement.
"Oh God, Roger," Barbara moaned as she felt his big glans parting her juice slickened cuntlips. "I'd forgotten how big your beautiful cock is."
She squealed with ecstasy as the frightening big cock fucked into her deliciously stretched fuck-hole.
Laura slowly walked over to her exhausted husband, gently taking his limp wet prick between her fingers.
"Oh God, honey," she whispered affectionately. "I want you to fuck me like that." He smiled up at her.
"Please get hard again, honey. Please get hard again."
"I can get him hard again, Mrs. Palmer." The voice came from behind her.
Turning around, Laura saw Debbie Marshall and Don Olsen standing at the entrance of the cabana.
"What did you say?" she asked, staring at the new arrivals.
"I said that I know how to get him hard in a hurry," the teenager said, walking over to the exhausted man.
"You've fucked him too?" Laura gasped in shock.
"Shit, yes," Debbie giggled, inserting Brent's flaccid cock into her talented mouth.
Laura stared stunned at Debbie's mouth sucking her husband's prick.
"Hi, Mrs. Palmer," Don Olsen greeted, walking over to the naked teacher. "This is quite a party you're having."
Laura didn't answer. She was staring back and forth at the other two couples.
She could see her husband's prick slowly enlarging in the young girl's sucking mouth and she glanced again at Roger Williams' ass humping up and down between his wife's clutching thighs.
"Yes," she said, turning back to Don. "This is quite a party."
He grinned, staring at the busy couples. "Are you sitting this one out?"
"I don't seem to have a partner."
"Well, school's about to start. Maybe you could help me with my homework."
"I'd like that, Don," she whispered, reaching down and opening his fly.
When she had removed the boy's clothes, she dropped to her knees and drew his smooth hard prick up to her lips.
"I've certainly tasted a lot of pricks this summer," she said, smiling at him, then licking his cock. "But not one of them tastes as good as yours."
"Thanks."
"Don't mention it," she whispered, sucking his delicious cock deep into her hungry mouth.
Roger and Barbara Williams were still fucking each other's hot naked bodies.
"Oh, darling," Barbara whispered into her husband's ear. "I've missed your big cock so much."
"But it never seemed to excite you this much," he gasped, feeling it rub against the soft juicy ridges of her clutching cunt.
"You'll never understand," she whispered, thrusting her pussy against his plunging rod.
Completely enthralled with this new seductive wife, he held her tighter, sinking his shaft deeper into her luscious pussy.
"Oh, Roger," she sobbed. "It feels so good, honey. It feels so good."
His big prick continued slamming into her juicy fuck hole with an even controlled tempo, her body responding erotically to every battering thrust.
"Oh, Roger, I love you! I love you!" She clutched him tightly in her arms.
Brent Palmer was staring hungrily at his wife, as little Debbie slurped his new erection around in her mouth. Although he was enjoying the girl's blowjob, his attention was on his wife. Laura was on her knees with Don Olsen's cock in her mouth. How he wished she had sucked him like that. He stared in complete fascination at the way his wife's lips worked around the boy's excited cock. God how he wanted to be mouth fucked by his own lovely wife!
Noticing that Brent's attention was on Laura, Debbie released his erect cock.
"Laura," she called. "I've got his cock blown up for you."
"So what?" Laura replied. "I'm enjoying this cock."
"But Roger wants you," the girl insisted.
"Fuck him!" Laura snapped. "If he needs another girl to get him hard then I don't want him."
"Don't be a damned asshole!" Debbie said, walking over to Laura. "Go suck your own husband's cock. Don's prick is mine."
Laura turned and looked at her husband. There was a yearning in his eyes as he gazed at her.
"Please?" Brent said. "Please, Laura, I want you so much."
A thrill rippled through her body at the thought of sucking her own husband off for the first time. Surrendering Don's cock to Debbie's eagerly waiting mouth, she walked over, dropping to her knees in front of Brent. Smiling up at him through tears of joy, she gently took his hard cock in her hands.
She tenderly rubbed his big cockhead lovingly against her cheeks, against her neck, through her luxuriant hair and finally against her lips. Trembling with excitement, she slipped the hard pole of flesh into her warm soft mouth.
Brent shuddered with ecstasy as she released his cock from her sucking mouth and began licking the underside of his shaft. Her lips and tongue slowly worked down the shaft until her mouth was under his scrotum. Pausing for only a brief moment, she gently sucked his balls into her mouth. One at a time she slurped on them while she lightly fingered his asshole.
"Oh God, Laura," he whispered. "Why haven't you ever done this to me before?"
"Because you were too fucking busy watching television," she answered.
Barbara Williams was still hunching and groaning, her husband's thick cock driving deeper into her lust crazed cunt.
"Roger, honey," she sobbed. "Fuck me hard, honey, fuck me good. I'm ready to come, baby, I'm ready to come!"
The man was ripping into her body, his big heavy balls smacking loudly against her ass.
"I'm coming, honey, I'm coming!" she screamed. "Oh shit, I'm commiiiinnnngggg! I'm comiiii nnnngggg! Eeeeaaahhh!"
Little Debbie, still sucking on Don's cock, giggled to herself, hearing the screams and moans of Barbara Williams' frantic orgasm.
Lost in his own world of unbelievable passion, Brent stared at his wife sucking wildly up and down on his stiff trembling cock.
"I can't behave this. I can't believe this," he whispered hoarsely, clutching at the sides of the lounge, trying to control his lunging body.
"You better believe it," Laura mumbled, working faster and faster on her husband's rigid trembling prick.
His cock was deep in her mouth when it exploded. The big hot load was more than she could swallow and it began trickling out of her mouth. Grasping his wife, he kissed her savagely. Their naked bodies pressed together, their open lips locked together, their tongues entwined, they frantically sucked the thick tasty semen in and out of each other's hot passionate mouths.
"God, I love you," she said when he finally released her.
"And I love you," he smiled, looking into her eyes. "I really love you."
"Now let's fuck," Laura said.
"I need a hard-on for that."
"Don't worry," Laura replied in a naughty little voice. "I'll take care of that and I won't need any fucking little teenager to help me."
"I'd like that," Brent said with a relaxed sigh.
Holding each other tightly, they kissed again.
It was almost dark when the three couples returned to the hotel.
"We've really learned something today," Laura sighed, cuddling into her husband's arms.
"Yes," Barbara agreed, lightly nibbling on Roger's ear. "It's our own husbands that we've wanted all along."
"The problem has been a lack of communication," Brent said, gently fondling his wife's breast through her thin blouse.
"Yes," Roger added. "We've never understood each other's sexual desires and needs."
"Sure," Laura stated. "You guys had your sexual fantasies and didn't realize we had them, too."
"From now on," Barbara interrupted. "When-ever I feel like some kinky sex, Roger's going to be the first to know about it."
"That's right," he said. "Why should a person screw around when, with an open frank line of communication, a couple in love need never look elsewhere for excitement."
"What about me?" Debbie spoke up for the first time.
"What about you?" Barbara asked with a puzzled expression on her face. "Can't I fuck them anymore?"
"Fuck who?" Barbara asked. "Fuck your husbands."
"Yes, Debbie," Laura said. "I guess you can still fuck Brent. We owe that much to you."
"And you can still screw old Roger here," Barbara added. "After all, you've saved our marriage."
"Yes," Laura smiled. "In your crazy little way, you've shown all of us the light."
"Do I have to fuck 'em?" Debbie giggled.
"Why?" both women asked at once.
"Because no one should ever have to fuck someone unless they want to do it. You folks still have a lot to learn."
"But don't you want to fuck us any more?" Brent asked with a smile on his face.
"Maybe I do and maybe I don't. But I don't ever want to feel obligated to fuck anybody."
The four older people stared at each other, having learned another lesson from the young girl.
"Well," Debbie laughed, standing up. "We have to leave. For the first time in our lives, Don is going to fuck me in a motel tonight."
"Have a good time!" Barbara said as the young couple prepared to leave.
"I wouldn't be going with him if I didn't plan to have a good time!" Debbie said, opening the door.
An hour later, Debbie's naked body was spread out on the motel bed, her slim young thighs wrapped tightly around Don's waist as he slowly and sensually drove his smooth hard cock in and out of her juicy fuck-hole.
"Oh, God," she whispered, pressing her hot open mouth against his. "You're the best fucker in the whole world."
"We've had good teachers."
"I guess we have," she panted excitedly.
Their conversation came to a halt when he began speeding up the tempo of his hard deep penetrations.
"Oh God," she sobbed hysterically, grasping him tighter. "Fuck me good, baby! Fuck me hard!"
Within seconds they were pounding frantically toward a delicious orgasm.
Later as they lay relaxed in each other's arms, Debbie turned to Don. "Gee, adults are funny."
"Why?"
"Look how much they've taught us about sex," she giggled. "But they don't know a fuckin' thing about life, truth or each other."