The Nude Weekend - Friday Night - Sex Stories

The Nude Weekend - Friday Night

... then,” Sharon glanced outside towards the figure doing laps in the pool. “Who is that then?” “Him?” John said, “You’ll get to meet him soon enough.” They all had a chuckle and the mood went back to a chatty pre dinner party atmosphere. Sharon noticed that the oven was on and that salad bowls were placed on the table. As Caz had said, this was just like a normal Friday night gathering, except everyone was naked. Sharon sauntered over to Marcus and held her glass up to say cheers. “So, this is it then?” “Well, yeah, pretty much,” Marcus kissed her warm lips, “A few more people will probably turn up later but as Caz may have told you, we’re just taking it easy, nude style.” Sharon wanted to hug him, to hold him and to have him hold her, but she wasn’t quite sure if displays of affection were allowed. The drinks continued to flow and snacks were passed around as the small and intimate group gathered around the massive freestanding kitchen bench. They chatted about TV shows, the First Test against England and Holden vs Ford. It wasn’t until the mysterious ninth character finally emerged from the pool that the talk got sexual. “Ah,” Peter said, “Here he comes, finally he’s out of the water.” Walking through the doorway with a towel hanging from his waist was a toned young man in his early 20’s. “Hello,” he said to Sharon in a heavy French accent, “I am Clement.” “Hi Clement,” Sharon waved back, “I’m Sharon.” “Oh la la,” he said almost mocking his French heritage, “This is Sharon, ...

... Marcus?” Marcus nodded and placed a hand on Sharon’s shoulder. “She is belle,” Clement continued, “Magnifique!” Clement was still drying himself off but couldn’t take his eyes off Sharon. “Sharon is more beautiful than you said,” he said to Marcus who just chuckled. Sharon was impressed to find that Marcus had been talking about her. “He’s so smooth,” Karen said, “He’s working with my husband helping to sell antiques. Within a day I was fucking him while my husband slept.” “You are a sexy woman Karen,” Clement went over and kissed her fully on the mouth. “So very sexy.” “Good God,” Karen almost melted, “Now show Sharon why you’re really here Clement,” she grabbed at his towel and pulled it aside. Hanging down was one of the largest, most perfect cocks that Sharon had seen. Even on the slack it was about six inches long. Clement laughed and grabbing his dick stroked it a few times, “Is this all I am to you?” “Wow,” Sharon said and subconsciously opened her legs slightly, “That is impressive.” “Ha,” Clement turned to Sharon, “You like it too? Marcus, she is a very excite`.” “Oui, Clement,” this time she quite knowingly spread her legs wider. “I’m very horny.” “Karen,” Clement said, “Do you mind if Sharon, um, sucor mon pe`nis?” Karen came up behind Clement and reaching around and grabbing his firming cock said, “If Sharon wants to ruin her appetite with a load of gooey French cum, she’s more than welcome.” “Ooh,” Sharon reached out and grabbed his cock as Karen rubbed his heavy ...