Spanish Hospitality - Sex Stories

Spanish Hospitality

... spraying his cum high in the air, spattering down on his stomach and chest as the two sisters milked him dry.

With wicked grins they wiped their hands on his chest, then rolled out of bed. "We'll leave you to clean up, see you outside shortly." Matt watched as two shapely backsides sauntered out of the door, leaving him covered in his own sticky goo. Grumbling to himself he went into the bathroom to wash the evidence of his enjoyment away, then he re-joined them around the pool, and they settled down for the rest of the afternoon.

"So this is what you get up to when I'm away!" came a deep voice from behind them. They all looked up to see Miguel standing there, dressed in a suit with an open necked shirt. Fliss shrieked and jumped up, dragging him into a tight hug, covering his face in kisses as Matt and Fiona looked on with faces like children caught with hands in the sweet jar. They started to apologise, but Miguel held up his hand.

"I was only joking," he started as his eyes swept appreciatively over Fiona's naked form," it is good to see that you have fallen so quickly into our way of life. Let me get this suit off and I'll come and join you."

He disappeared followed by Fliss and Matt turned to Fiona, "I wonder how long they'll be?"

"A good half an hour I would have thought," replied Fiona, settling back on her lounger. In the event they were wrong, he emerged not ten minutes later, naked, his cock swinging between his legs quite impressively. Matt knew that ...

... the size of a flaccid cock rarely bore any relation to its size when erect, but it did appear that Miguel was well endowed and he wondered how he would match up. Fiona too was staring and Matt felt a momentary pang of jealousy, quickly dispelled when she turned and smiled at him.

"I'm sorry to have surprised you like that, my meeting ended up unexpectedly quickly and I managed to catch a plane by the skin of my fingernails. Now let's celebrate my return with a drink shall we?"

Although Matt had become accustomed to the naked forms of the two women, he found it a little disconcerting to have another man present, but eventually he got used to that as well and the afternoon passed very comfortably. They ate late as was the Spanish custom, dressing for dinner and having cleared up, Fliss announced that she and Miguel were going to have another early night, "I've got some catching up to do," she informed them as she led Miguel away.

Matt and Fiona sat outside for a while, then went upstairs themselves. They couldn't help but notice that Fliss' bedroom door was not shut properly and their curiosity got the better of them, peering in as they passed. The bedside lamp was on and they could hear a soft grunting coming from inside. Miguel was on his knees, between Fliss' wide open legs, his hips thrusting hard, driving his cock into her. They could see no detail apart from Fliss' breasts oscillating on her chest, but they smiled at the happy reunion taking place and retired to ...