1. Airbnb Antics Continue


    Date: 12/5/2023, Categories: Masturbation Author: Voyager 

    Once again we were recovering from a night of rousing physical activity, seated in our robes on our deck. This night had been shorter than the previous one but was equally as satisfying.

“You don’t think I was too aggressive, do you?” Rhonda asked, just before taking a sip of the special Irish coffee I had prepared to speed our recovery.

“Absolutely not, if anything, it was exciting that you knew what you wanted and went right after it. I’m amazed that you were able to take every inch this time, it seems that you are becoming accustomed to his thickness.”

She blushed slightly and said with a smile, “It was an accident, thanks to your kisses, but now I know I can take it all and, you’re right, I’m definitely accommodating that thick shaft of his much easier.”

I ran my foot up and down her leg under the table and said, “I love how you’re losing your shyness, that’s a huge turn-on.”

“Yes, I love it when we’re all naked together now. I love watching him walk around when he’s hard. His dick reminds me of a thick tree limb in a high wind, bobbing up and down.”

I took another sip of the coffee and felt the burn of the Irish whiskey as it went down before I responded, “I love that too, it’s an impressive sight.”

I noticed her robe had fallen open and her finger was lightly moving up and down her slit when she said, “I think I might try to drink all his cum next time, Would you mind?”

“I would be disappointed if you didn’t. Be prepared though, you saw him cum ...
    ... that first night in the hot tub. That’s what I had to deal with, minus the shot up your ass crack and the one on my neck before I got my mouth on it.”

She stopped rubbing her slit and playfully slapped my arm and said, “I was in the throes, and his dick gets harder just before he cums, which makes it difficult to just stop.”

I noticed her robe had fallen open completely, she had her her head back, one foot up on the chair, with her legs open, and was openly stimulating herself with her finger, My cock was hard as a rock and I began to stroke it with my robe open also. It felt totally decadent to be doing this outside and I was considering taking it further when the sound of the doorbell from inside interrupted us.

We both stopped abruptly and sat up, closing our robes.

“Who the hell can that be on a Sunday morning?” I asked out loud and Rhonda shook her head as we both stood up, cinching our robes. We walked into the house together, closing the door behind us.

Rhonda went into the living room and once I had regained my composure, I took one more sip of coffee and answered the door.

I opened it and there stood our neighbor, Lisa, from next door.

She saw me in my robe, looked embarrassed, and said, “Good morning, I am so sorry to barge in like this. I can come back another time…”

“Don’t be silly, if you don’t mind our casual attire, you’re welcome to come in. There’s one condition, you have to have an Irish coffee with us.”

She agreed and I ushered her ...
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