I had been seeing Patricia for about three months and she decided it was about time I met her best friend Monica and her husband, Pete.
Patricia had worked with Monica for over ten years as cabin crew for a British airline. After a significant scare, Patricia decided to re-train as a teacher. Monica also changed careers not long after. As a consequence, the pair didn’t meet up as often as they would have liked.
A Saturday night was arranged for Monica and Pete to come over for dinner at Patricia’s house.
Patricia was five-foot-eight-inches tall, with a slim to medium build, brown hair and 34A boobs. Because her breasts were small Patricia frequently did not wear a bra, which I loved. I am more of a bum man so her breast size was not an issue, although when I first started dating her she was very conscious about them. It took me a while to convince her that I thought she and her breasts were perfect.
The evening of the dinner arrived. I was actually quite nervous, as I wanted Patricia’s best friend to like me. Patricia and I were in the kitchen just putting the final touches on the dinner when the door bell rang. I went to answer the door.
I opened the door and was greeted with a very enthusiastic, ‘Hello’ and a great big smile from a woman about of about five-foot-seven, with long brown hair and a perky pair of tits, to which her silk blouse clung to nicely.
“Monica, I presume?” I enquired.
“Yes and this is my husband Pete,” was the reply.
She stepped into the house and we hugged. I kissed her cheek politely. Pete followed, we shook hands and he handed me a bottle of red.
Monica dashed straight into the kitchen. Shrills of delight could be heard as the two friends greeted each other. Pete and I looked at each other in a manly, nonplussed way.
I looked at Pete, “Let’s leave them to it for a bit. Can I get you a drink?” I said.
“A glass of red will do the trick,” he replied.
“Go and have a seat,” I said prompting him into the living room, “I will get a bottle and some glasses.”
I went into the kitchen collected a bottle I had opened a little earlier.
“Are you girls coming in to join us?” I enquired.
“Yes, dinner’s almost done and I haven’t seen Pete yet,” Patricia said.
The two girls headed into the living room ahead of me. As I followed them I noticed that Monica had a really cute bottom. When Patricia saw Pete she gave him a big hug and a kiss. As all the greetings were going on, I poured four glasses of wine and distributed them.
Patricia said “It’s good to have my favourite people in the same room,” and she clinked glasses with everyone.
Dinner went well. We retired back into the lounge for coffee and brandy.
We sat chatting drinking coffee and brandy, when out of nowhere Monica said, “I hear you’re good in bed, Rob.”
I nearly spat my brandy across the room. I regained my composure quickly and replied, “I like to think I make a good effort in the bedroom.”
The two girls looked at each other and laughed.
“Pete, help me out here please,” I pleaded.
“Oh, I learnt not to take these two on together long ago,” he replied.
“Changing the subject,” Pete said “How would you two like to come and join us in my parent’s villa in Spain next month? We were going for a long weekend and we would love you to join us.”
‘That would be great,” Patricia responded immediately and then said looking at me, “Won’t it?”
“Yes, sounds good,” I responded.
Patricia and Monica hugged each other in delight.
“What about flight tickets?” I enquired.
“No problem, we still have contacts at the airline,” Monica replied.
The time came for our long weekend away. Patricia and I agreed to meet up with Monica and Pete at the airport. We arrived after Monica and Pete. When Monica spotted us in the terminal, she ran over, hugged and kissed Patricia and then did the same to me. Monica had a very bubbly personality and she was clearly extremely excited about the weekend.
After a relatively short flight, we collected the rental car and head for the villa which was about a two-hour drive from the airport. On arriving at the villa we removed the luggage from the car and Monica led us all inside. On entering, she guided us across the living space to two doors on the other side.
‘This is your room,” she said guiding our attention to the door on the left, “Pete and I are in the room next door.”
She opened our bedroom door and led us inside. It was a good size bedroom with a large double bed and an en-suite.
“Just plonk your bags down, for now, Pete is boiling the kettle to make us a cup of coffee,” Monica stated.
We all returned to the spacious living room and made ourselves comfortable.
Over coffee, Monica asked Patricia if she would go to the supermarket with Pete to get the provisions we needed for the weekend, while she and I did some cleaning and unpacking. Pete and Patricia set off for the supermarket after we had all finished our coffee.
After Patricia and Pete had left, Monica said, “We have the easy job, there isn’t much cleaning to do and the unpacking will only take a few minutes.”
Monica handed me a soft broom and requested I give the tiled floors a quick sweep. I started in the living room, then headed for the kitchen and finally the bedrooms.
As I was finishing up in our room Monica bounded in and said, “I will help you unpack.” Without another word she had our suitcase open and was laying the clothes on the bed ready for me to put into the draws or wardrobe.
As Monica unpacked, she found my boxer shorts quite quickly.
‘So you are a boxer short man?” she enquired, playfully.
“I don’t mind boxers or briefs, but it looks like Patricia has put in just those for me,” I replied.
After removing a few more clothes, she then found Patricia’s panties.
‘These are sexy, it looks like you will be having some hot sex this weekend,” she said holding up a lacy thong,
“I hope so,” I replied, “We’ll try not to make too much noise” I continued.
After completing our unpacking, we went next door to unpack Monica and Pete’s stuff.
“You unpack and I will put it away,” she said.
Like Patricia, Monica had put her clothes at the bottom of the case, so the first stuff to come out was Pete’s.
“I see Pete prefers the briefs,” I said passing her a handful of his underwear.
Monica laughed.
I then discovered her panties.
“I see you’re hoping for some hot sex too this weekend,” I said holding up a skimpy pair of knickers.
“Oi!” she exclaimed playfully, as she snatched the garment from me.
Monica turned around and bent over to put the panties I gave her into a draw. As she bent over I couldn’t help but notice her cute bottom was. I could feel my cock swelling in my pants.
As Monica put the clothes away I said, “You have a very sexy bottom.” As I spoke, I walked up behind her and pressed my hard cock into her buttocks.
“Hey, concentrate on the unpacking, there will be plenty of time for that when we have finished,” Monica said with a giggle in her voice.
I turned back to the open case on the bed and reached in for some more items of clothes.
“What’s this?” I said as I held up the vibrator I found in the side compartment of the case.
“Hey, it is not gentlemanly to wave around a lady’s toy,” Monica said. She slapped me on the arm playfully and snatched it from me.
“Come on, I will give you a tour round the place,” she said.
“OK, but I am feeling horny, so I may have a problem concentrating,” I replied.
“Yes, I can see that from the bulge in your pants you naughty boy,” she said as we linked arms and set off to explore the property.
Monica took me onto the terrace and placed to one side was a jacuzzi.
“I love the jacuzzi!” I said.
“We can use it tomorrow, it takes a while to heat up,” she stated.
We sat next to each other, on one of the benches on the patio. I gave Monica a hug and she kissed me. As we kissed she massaged my cock through my trousers and I stroked her smooth thigh. Monica knelt in front of me, unbuttoned my trousers and removed my cock from my pants. She then gave me a fabulous blowjob. I came in her mouth with a load groan.
After Monica had finished me off, she sat next to me on the bench and said, “You owe me now.”
Pete and Patricia returned from their shopping trip. I welcomed Patricia back with a kiss. Monica took the shopping into the kitchen and unpacked the s bags. I prepared to cook for us all.
After our meal and a couple of bottles of wine, we sat chatting in the living room. I said that I was tired but in all honesty I was still feeling very horny and I wanted to make love to Patricia. So we said our go nights to Monica and Pete.
Monica said, “good night and don’t make too much noise when you are fucking.”
On getting to our room I kissed Patricia and we started to get undressed. Patricia always left her panties on because she knew I loved taking them off.
I sat on the bed naked and stroked my cock a couple of times to ensure it was fully erect. Patricia stood in front of me. I wrapped my arms around her waist and kissed her stomach. Her skin was soft and warm. I moved my right hand between her legs to fondle her pussy through her knickers. Her panties were already wet. I pulled the gusset to one side and inserted a finger into her vagina.
Patricia groaned softly.
I slipped my thumbs into the waistband of Patricia’s panties and slowly pulled them down over her buttocks and thighs until they were loose enough to fall to the floor under the influence of gravity. Patricia has a nicely trimmed pussy. She has been completely shaven in the past but I like a bit of pubic hair. I put my hands on Patricia’s buttocks and pulled her towards me, so I could kiss her belly again.
I then took Patricia’s hand and guided her onto the bed next to me. We lay on the bed and we kissed. As we kissed, I stroked the side of her right breast with my left hand. Patricia fondled my erect cock and smeared my precum over my swollen helmet. As she stimulated me, I reciprocated by massaging her clit gently with my fingertips. As I massaged Patricia’s clit she reached her first orgasm. As she came, her body tensed, she lifted her bum off the bed as her back arched and she gasped for breath.
As Patricia’s orgasm subsided, I kissed her and she whispered, “I need you inside me.”
I rolled onto her. She lifted her knees and parted her legs. In this position, her pussy was wide open. She reached down, took hold of my hard cock and guided the tip to the entrance of her vagina. With minimal force, my shaft slid inside her.
I started fucking Patricia with slow, deep thrusts.
After we had finished, we lay next to each other, kissed and cuddled for a while. I told Patricia that I loved her and we both gently drifted off to sleep.
I woke before Patricia and as I lay in the quiet of our room, I heard a muffled groaning sound coming through the wall adjoining the two bedrooms. As I listened the sound I heard soon clarified in my head. The sound I could hear was Monica and Pete having sex. As I listened carefully, I could hear Pete’s groans as he thrust into Monica. I also could hear higher pitched moaning as Monica received Pete inside her. As I listened I noticed my cock had hardened. I reached down under the duvet to feel my hardness. I needed to cum. As I lay there playing with myself, I thought, ‘do I masturbate or do I wake Patricia?’
I decided to spoon up to Patricia. I reached over her to find her pussy with my right hand and my erection pushed into her buttocks. As I fondled Patricia’s pussy she began to wake up. I whispered good morning and kissed the side of her face. She soon realised that I was feeling very horny. She rolled over to face me and we kissed. As we kissed Patricia took hold of my hard cock and started to massage it, as I fingered her wet vagina.
Patricia opened her legs wide inviting me to enter her. I fucked Patricia with slow, deep thrusts that soon brought her to orgasm. As she was finishing her orgasm, I sent my first shot of cum deep inside her. After a few more thrusts my load was inside her.
I kissed Patricia’s breasts and then worked my way down her stomach to her pussy. I started to tongue her labia and vagina. As I used my tongue to pleasure Patricia I could taste my own cum. I love the taste of my cum, so this did not deter me continuing to explore Patricia’s pussy with my tongue.
I stroked Patricia’s clit with my tongue until she arched her back and came again.
After a bit of post-coital cuddling, we showered and dressed. We could smell coffee and headed out into the living room.
We were greeted by a cheery, “Good Morning,” from Pete and Monica.
After some coffee we decided amongst ourselves to head into town for breakfast and then a day exploring the local points of interest. After a slow breakfast, a bit of sightseeing and a very boozy late lunch we headed back for an evening in and a few beverages. On arriving back to the villa Pete and I put on our bathing shorts, grabbed a beer and headed for the jacuzzi. Patricia and Monica disappeared into one of the bedrooms. From the jacuzzi, Pete and I could her lots of loud laughter coming from the villa.
‘Those two are up to no good,” Pate said.
“We could be in trouble,” I replied.
After about ten minutes or so, Monica and Patricia appeared from the villa with large bath towels wrapped around them. Monica was carrying a bottle of champagne and Patricia had four glasses. Both girls walked up to the edge of the jacuzzi.
Monica then said, “OK boys, I think we all know each other well enough now. Get those shorts off!”
Pete and I looked at each other and he said, “I don’t think they are going to accept no for an answer.”
“I think on this occasion you may well be right,” I replied.
I then stood up and pulled my shorts off. As my shorts passed over my groin my cock revealed itself in a semi-erect state. Pete followed suit and I took a glance at his cock. He was also on the way to a full erection.
“That’s more like it. Now take this bottle and the glasses,” Monica said.
Pete was closest to Patricia so he took the glasses from her. I waded my way over to Monica and took the bottle of champagne from her. Once their hands were free, Monica and Patricia simultaneously loosened their towels and let them fall to the ground.
Patricia and Monica stood before Pete and me totally naked. Both Monica and Patricia had fabulous bodies. Monica’s had perky 34C breasts. As my eyes moved from Monica’s breast to her pussy, I noticed her nicely trimmed pubic triangle. Patricia has 34A breasts and an oblong strip of pubic hair.
Monica was the first to break the moment’s silence and said, “OK boys, close your mouths and help us into the tub.”
Pete and I both reached out to offer a hand to Patricia and Monica respectively. As Monica stepped into the tub she thanked me and then took a seat to one side. Patricia sat beside her. Pete and I then sat next to our partners. The champagne was opened and glasses were filled. I kissed Patricia and she put her hand on my cock and then cupped my balls. I was now fully erect.
Monica initiated a word game and glasses were refilled with champagne. Patricia asked Pete for a refill and as he poured the champagne ran out.
After ten more minutes of playing our word game, Monica announced that she needed more champagne. She stood up revealing her stunningly attractive body. As she stepped out of the tub I could not take my eyes off her cute bottom. My hard cock twitched with excitement.
As Monica approached the entrance to the villa she said, “Are one of you two boys going to be a gentleman and help me?”
“Rob will give you a hand,” Patricia announced.
I looked at Patricia with a glare, as I knew I had a very stiff cock and would need to stand up to leave the tub.
Patricia then said, “Go on. Don’t keep a lady waiting.”
I thought to myself, ‘Ok what the hell.’
I kissed Patricia and stood up revealing, to the other three, my rock hard cock.
Monica headed into the villa and I waded out of the tub to follow her. I caught up with Monica in the kitchen. She initially had her back to me, so I had a delightful view of her bum. As I walked towards her, she turned around and reached out her right hand. I took hold of her hand with my left hand. Monica glanced down at my erect cock with a huge smile on her face.
“What you smiling about?” I enquired.
“Nothing,” she replied.
We stood about two feet apart, just looking at each other’s naked bodies. We then took a small step towards each other and kissed. As we kissed, Monica wrapped her arms around my neck and my hands found her bottom. My erection pressed against Monica’s belly.
I started kissing Monica’s neck and then her breasts. Her nipples were very hard and I sucked them firmly. Monica moaned with pleasure. I needed to kiss Monica’s bum, so I dropped to my knees and guided her to turn around. I kissed both her buttocks and then pulled them apart with my thumbs exposing her puckered hole. I probed her anus with my tongue. As I rimmed her she leaned on the worktop so her bottom stuck out. She opened her legs, so her buttocks parted, allowing me to probe deeper.
I now had a free hand, so I used it to massage her clit. Monica’s pussy was soaking wet and I wanted to taste her. I applied a small force to her hips so that she knew I wanted her to turn around. Monica opened her legs allowing my tongue to probe in between her labia. As I circled Monica’s clit with my tongue, her breathing became quicker, her moans became louder and her body stiffened as her orgasm passed through her body.
It was time to fuck Monica. I stood up and Monica leaned over the kitchen table. I stepped in behind her and guided the tip of my cock towards the opening of her vagina. I rubbed my swollen helmet against her vagina allowing my pre-cum to mix with her wetness. Then with a firm push with my hips, my cock disappeared deep into Monica’s vagina.
I thrust my cock in and out of Monica. As I did so I could feel my orgasm starting. I could feel my cum leaving my balls and rising along the length of my cock. I exploded into Monica with a hard, deep thrust and a loud groan. I continued to fuck Monica for as long as I could before my cock was too limp to continue.
Once we had finished, I kissed Monica and we held each other in silence, for a moment.
Monica broke the silence by saying, “I think we should get this bottle of champagne outside.”
We kissed again. Monica used some tissue to wipe away some of my cum that was leaking from her vagina and then we headed back to the jacuzzi.
As Monica and I stepped out onto the patio, we were greeted by Patricia saying, “You took your time, we are getting thirsty out here.”
I stepped into the tub with my now very limp cock and went over to Patricia. We kissed passionately. I knew that Patricia was aware that I had fucked Monica. As I sat next to Patricia in the tub she squeezed my arm smiled at me and we kissed again.
As we all sat in the tub drinking champagne, Patricia massaged my cock back to full hardness and I stroked her thigh. Monica was also masturbating Pete and every so often he would let out a groan of pleasure.
I said playfully, “I hope you are not going to cum in here.”
Patricia then said, “Pete, you can cum inside me, if it is OK with Monica.”
Pete looked at Monica for approval which she gave it with a nod.
Pete stood up, his erection on full show. Patricia stood up and turned around and bent over resting her arms on the side on the tub. She opened her legs and Pete stepped in behind her. He positioned his cock at the entrance of Patricia’s vagina and then slowly eased his cock inside her. He began to thrust in and out of Patricia and she moaned with pleasure.
As Monica and I watched, she moved around the tub to sit next to me. I put one arm around Monica and we kissed. As we kissed, Monica took hold of my hard cock and began stoking my length. I placed my hand under her buttocks, to finger her cunt and anus. Monica reached her orgasm. As she came she squeezed my cock firmly.
Monica and I watched Pete fuck Patricia. We had a good view of Pete’s arse moving back and forth as he pounded Patricia’s cunt. Every so often Pete’s buttocks parted, giving us a view of his puckered hole. The view of Pete’s bum helped to turn me on even more.
Patricia came with a loud moan after a couple of minutes of being fucked by Pete. As Patricia’s orgasm subsided Pete’s thrusting got quicker and his moans got louder. His buttocks stiffened, as he began to pump his cum into Patricia.
As Monica and I watched Pete cum, I could no longer stop myself from ejaculating. As Monica stroked my cock I felt my orgasm start in my balls. I arched my back and my cock broke the surface of the water. As I came my spunk arced into the air landing in the water.
As Peter pulled out of Patricia, he turned around giving Monica and I a close up view of his post coital cock. A small bead of cum was visible at the tip of his helmet. Monica manoeuvred herself so she could take Pete’s cock in her mouth, to clean off the cum.
Patricia turned around and slumped into her seat with a satisfied look on her face. I moved next to Patricia and kissed her.
We all sat in the jacuzzi in silence, I hugged Patricia and Pete did the same with Monica.
At around 2am we all decided it was time for bed to get some rest, before continuing our holiday tomorrow.
