Sex Up The Coast - Sex Stories

Sex Up The Coast

... now, but by Monterey I want it to be firmly in his mind," she said. "If he doesn't know by then, we are not trying hard enough."

When he came to pick us up, Claire looked good enough to eat. She wore a blue summer dress, shorter than she usually wears showing her long, sexy legs, and cute shoes, and a come-fuck-me smile that would start a dead man's heart. She sat between us and her dress rode up passed the halfway portion of her thigh. I didn't think anyone could drive a thousand miles next to that without getting a hard on after just three blocks. I think his started after about one hundred yards.

The first day we got to Big Sur and got a room overlooking the ocean with two bedrooms and a jacuzzi in one of them. After dinner, at the restaurant, we decided to get a soak and made sure David knew we didn't wear suits if not absolutely necessary. In our own room, it was certainly not necessary.

The first person out of their clothes was Claire and David got the idea quickly and was out of his before I even got my shirt unbuttoned. As soon as Claire stepped into the tub David was getting in as well. They were sitting fairly close even before I got out of my pants.

Nothing happened that first night, but by the time we got out of the tub I was sure it wouldn't be long before they were exchanging body fluids. We joked and laughed and told stories, then we told David that by the time we got to Eureka he'd most likely be sleeping with Claire, but I am not sure he believed ...

... us. However, after the long, wet kiss she gave him in the hot tub I think he was a believer.

After Big Sur we stopped above San Francisco. We stopped on the coast and drove down a dirt road along the cliffs above the ocean. I took a walk down the road, leaving them alone, trying to give him a very large hint. I stopped a quarter mile or so and sat for awhile. When I started back to the car I could see them in front of his SUV, standing together. He had her in his arms and he had his arms around her and his hands on her bottom, holding her dress up and pulling her tight against his body.

I sat on a log about a hundred yards away and watched them. He held up her dress in back and fondled her ass, putting his hands under her panties and holding her cheeks in his fists, moving his hips against hers. He then placed her on the hood and lifted up her dress, pulling down her panties and kneeling in front of her.

I watched my friend put his face against my wife's pussy and he tongued her up and down the length of her slit. She put her head back and groaned. I could hear her from 300 feet away and I sat still and watched him eat her at the front of his car at the top of the cliffs. He put a hand on each of her inner thighs and spread her open, then kissed and licked and sucked until she came in a rush. It was an explosive climax and her cries rang out over the sound of the waves.

He then pulled his pants down and placed his erection at her slit and pushed himself in, going ...