Weekend Samplers: Part 2.

Angie claims her just rights to Ken.

Based on posts by lckscknfck7, in 4 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels.

Angie finished giving me a very public blowjob in the middle of the lake, With Sarah and Ken just a few feet away, on that floating dock platform. Perhaps others were also watching, with high-power lenses?

Ken applauded with whistles and clapping his hands while Sarah just looked at me and smiled. Angie was fingering her cunt while she gave me one of the best blowjobs of my life. Ken hopped onto the floating dock and dropped his shorts. He looked to Sarah with hope in his eyes, but Sarah just put her arms behind her head and laid back down. Ken directed his attention to Angie and me and began jerking off in front of us.

I came sooner than I expected; and Angie, for the second time ever, swallowed everything. She looked at Ken jerking off and got up off her knees.

"No need for that, Ken" Angie said as she walked over to Ken. Sarah sat back up to see what was going on. Angie got on her knees in front of Ken and looked at Sarah and me.

"Objections? We're all friends, after all, right?" Angie said with a cum-covered smile.

"If it makes you happy, go for it" I answered. Angie looked at Sarah, almost as if she hoped she would stop her, but Sarah just smiled at her. Ken looked at me to make sure I was okay with it, and I just nodded to him.

Angie looked pissed. When she put his short cock in her mouth, Ken winced as Angie let her teeth come down a little harder than expected. Was that a retribution for Ken’s role in setting up her boyfriend with the buxom bimbo in camp? Within a minute, though, she changed her attitude as Ken's cock got wider and wider. Angie was trying to deep-throat Ken the same way she deep-throated me, but his cock curved up so sharply, she kept gagging. Cocks that curl up need to throated upside-down.

Ken pulled away from her and suggested they try a different position. Angie, somewhat frustrated, agreed. When she saw Ken lay on his back, she stood up and stepped out of her bikini bottoms. She lay on top of him, never looking up at Sarah or me. In a perfect "69", Angie was able to straddle over him and get more of Ken's cock down her throat, and Ken was able to lick Angie's beautifully trimmed cunt. I had a perfect view of Angie's ass, and it was a great sight. Tan lines definitely worked for Angie.

In the heat of the moment, Angie orgasmed, letting out a little cunt fart in Ken's face. Ken chuckled, embarrassing Angie. She hopped off of Ken and grabbed her bikini bottom, then hopped in the boat and put the rest of her clothes on. Ken, left high and dry again, shook his head, got up, pulled on his shorts and jumped back in the water.

"Guess that leaves you and me, huh?" Sarah asked me.

Before I could answer, I noticed a big fancy boat approaching from the other side of the lake.

As the stranger's boat approached, I realized my shorts were still around my ankles and my hard-on had not gone away. I quickly pulled up my shorts and hopped in the boat beside Angie. Ken swam around to the back of his boat and climbed the ladder. Sarah, completely nude, wrapped a towel around her, and carefully stepped into the boat and sat across from me with her back to the strangers. She lifted one leg, letting the towel separate from around her waist and exposing her perfectly hairless cunt. Angie looked at her in disgust.

"What? I need to make the most of the sun this morning. Don't be afraid, Angie. It won't bite. In fact, if you pet mine, I'll pet yours. What d'ya say?" Sarah asked jokingly.

Angie looked away and pouted. Her nipples wanted to poke through her bikini top and T-shirt again. The little sun she had already absorbed made her legs look incredible. Her whole body was a thing of beauty and the memory of Ken's short but fat cock filling her mouth made my cock start to swell. I imagined Ken's fat cock filling Angie's cunt, and her moaning from never having had anything that wide inside her. Imagine a glass beer bottle, but only half the height. That’s still a narrower girth than Ken’s French cock.

I could see how Ken could get off listening to me fuck his wife all night. I was starting to think Ken might be on to something. It was probably just a phase, but now  I really wanted to see Angie get fucked by Ken. Maybe it was just my guilt for fucking Sarah? Maybe Ken and I would both end up fucking my Angie at the same time? I caught myself reaching for my cock as I heard the sound of a coiled rope landing on the floating dock.

The other boat pulled up to the floating dock and an older gentleman stepped out. His female companion, tanned almost to the point of Late-summer perfection, stepped up from below waiving a jewelry-covered arm and hand.

"Leaving so soon? We just got here." The man called to us. "You should stay out as long as you can. There's a storm headed this way that looks like it'll make the rest of the weekend pretty wet."

Angie knew all about being pretty wet, but she wasn't in a very good mood at the moment.

"I think my girlfriend is feeling a little sick, so we're going to head back to shore,” I answered.

"Maybe it was something she ate?" the cheeky woman said with a grin.

"Maybe,” I smiled back, realizing the woman was staring at the bulge in my shorts. Had they been watching us all morning? What was she, 54? 55? As she stepped onto the dock, it was apparent that this woman still worked out and maintained the body of a 30 year old. Good for her; and for him. I determined that; given the chance; even I would be willing to fuck her.

Ken started up the boat and we all waved goodbye as we headed back to the campground marina where Ken kept his boat. Ken barely had enough time to secure the boat when the sky started to get dark.

The rain was about to be coming down, then coming down harder, and the wind would howl around the campground. Folding chairs and chez lounges were undoubtedly going to be tumbling through the woods.

What had started out as a peaceful morning on the lake would quickly turn wild. Angie, my girlfriend-at-the-time, in an act of jealousy (or competition), blew one of my best friends right in front of me and his wife. Angie got more than she bargained for, as she soon found my friend's cock to be a few inches shorter, but almost three times the girth of my own throbbing member.

I'm not sure if it was because I was younger, in better shape, or not quite as thick-cocked as her husband, but Sarah really seemed to enjoy it when I fucked her. Her husband, Ken, seemed to enjoy the sounds, too.

"Looks like this might be a good one. You guys might want to pack up your tent and stay in our camper tonight,” Ken said without any hidden agenda.

Angie didn't answer. Ken felt bad for Angie and I could tell he wanted to give her a hug in a friendly way, but figured it was too soon to do anything physical with her.

By the time we made it back to the campground, the rain was coming down hard. Thanks to Angie leaving our tent flap unzipped, all of the clothes inside were soaked. I rolled up the tent and its contents, grabbed Angie, and ran to the camper.

Angie and I were both soaked. Ken had just finished a quick shower when we stepped in, and was in the process of finding a dry pair of shorts. Sarah handed him a towel and told him to save the shorts for later.

"We have plenty of towels, Ken, but, you forgot to pack plenty of shorts." Sarah half-heartedly complained. Sarah looked at Angie and me; "You two should take a shower and get out of those wet clothes." There was a moment of hesitation.  Angie froze.

"What's the big deal?” Sarah dismiss the shyness.”We've seen each other naked, now, so just go take a shower."

Angie looked at me with puppy-dog eyes and I told her she could go first. Within a few minutes of her jumping in the shower, though, I decided to go in and try to smooth things over.

Angie jumped when I got into the small shower with her. I gave her a hug and kiss, then held her close from behind. I wasn't sure what to say and was relieved when she decided to speak first.

"Are you mad at me?" Angie asked. I shook my head "no". "Are you disappointed in me?" Angie asked. I shook my head "no" again.

"Are we okay?" I asked her. She nodded "yes", then turned and kissed me some more. We kissed for a few more minutes and then decided to actually try to clean each other up. I soaped her back, her ass, and her legs and within minutes had a full erection. Before I could do anything with it, she turned me around and soaped my back, ass, and legs. As she was working her way back up to my shoulders, she paused momentarily, and then continued washing me.

We rinsed off and called for Sarah to bring us two more towels. Sarah gave Angie a short terry cloth bathrobe that barely covered her ass, and gave me a towel that barely reached around my waist. Velcro held the towel in place, but I could tell I wouldn't be able to conceal my erection.

Sarah dropped the towel she had been wearing since coming back from the boat ride and stepped into the shower. Ken turned on the portable television. Ken had done a great job of stocking the coolers with beer and food, so there was no chance we were going to starve. He offered Angie and me a beer, which I accepted for both of us. Angie was slipping into a weird mood again, and I couldn't figure out why. I thought we smoothed things out while we were in the shower.  Angie finished the beer quickly, and grabbed another. The local news was giving a weather update: A steady line of thunder storms for the next 12 to 24 hours.

"That's fucking great!" Angie whined.

"I couldn't have said it better myself,” Sarah replied, stepping out of the shower. Her hair was up in a ponytail, and she opted to not cover herself. Angie looked at Sarah's full breasts, almost envious. Occasionally, I could see Angie stretching her neck just a little to get a glimpse of Sarah's hairless cunt.

Sarah pretended to be looking for this or that, or reaching for something; bending over each time to give us an incredible view of her ass. Sarah was having fun again, but Angie tried to appear as if she wasn't amused. What Angie was doing, was finishing her 3rd beer of the day, and it was barely mid afternoon.

We were seated on two cushion bench seats, which doubled as bunks, and a rectangular dining table was between the two benches. The table could also drop down to span the gap between the two benches, creating a kingsize bed.

My cock slid out from under the skimpy towel. I slid the towel around my waist so my bare ass was exposed, but my cock was somewhat covered.

Sarah looked at me and said; "Don't bother covering it up. Last I checked, Angie sucked Ken's cock in front of everybody. I think I owe you a blowjob, don't I?" Sarah asked.

Ken already had opened his towel and was stroking his fat cock; which seemed to be a little fatter and longer than I had remembered.

Sarah sat down next to Angie, put her hand on Angie's knee, and whispered into Angie's ear; "Sweetheart, if you didn't want me to blow your boyfriend, why did you blow my husband?"

Angie pushed Sarah's hand aside and moved out of the seat, standing next to Ken. Her eyes opened wide when she got a full view of the size of Ken's unusually fat cock. It was probably only 5 inches long, but it was at least as thick as a Coke can, at the base. It gradually began curving up to a thin tipped head. She stood up and let the tiny terrycloth bathrobe fall to the floor. Her nipples were hard and erect, and the white triangles of her tits and above her cunt made her dark tan even more attractive to me.

"Ken,” Angie said in a tipsy sort of way; "As long as we're keeping score, I think I owe you a fuck, don't I?" She looked at Sarah; "If you don't want me to fuck your husband, why did you fuck my boyfriend?" she asked, stepping backward as if she was going to sit on Ken's lap, on the bench-bed.

Sarah's nails were a little longer than Angie's. Was it possible she left some scratches on my back from the night before? Were we so loud that we woke up Angie?

Before I had the chance to say anything, Angie had found a seat, and the head of Ken's cock was already in Angie's cunt. Ken pulled her legs up and back, giving Sarah and me a fantastic view of his fat cock inching its way up her cunt. For his size, Ken was very strong and had no problem lifting and lowering Angie onto his lap, in a smooth rocking motion.

Ken's torso was almost completely motionless as he raised and lowered her. With every rise and fall, she gasped as she let a little more of my friend inside her. Angie spread her legs a little further and found a foothold on the edge of a bunk bed and the table, relieving him of the control of her rocking on his cock.

Angie moved Ken's hands from under her legs and ass, to her tits. She looked at Sarah and me, and then lowered herself even further onto Ken's thick cock.

Sarah looked 10 years younger with her hair in a ponytail, but I think the real reason was to keep her hair out of the way for what she was about to do next.

Sarah pushed me back on the other bench across from Ken, and straddled on my lap. She kissed me long and hard, making my cock grow instantly. She pushed her tits into my mouth, running her fingers through my hair. She must have known I was getting close, so she pushed me back down on the bench. She shoved my legs back and rubbed her nose into my balls. After a few flicks of her tongue on my asshole, she licked my cock from base to tip and then swallowed its entire length all at once.

Ken only had about half his cock up Angie's cunt, but that was apparently enough for him as he let out a groan and shot his load inside her. Angie kept moving up and down on him, continuing to give us an incredible view of her very stretched out, cum-filled cunt.

Frantic, and somewhat frustrated Angie tried quickening the pace, but Ken's hard-on was quickly deflating. She hopped off his lap and turned to face him. She wasn't attracted to Ken, but she was definitely attracted to his cock. She knelt between his legs and tugged at his cock as best she could. Occasionally, she'd pop the head of his cock in her mouth and swirl her tongue around, but he was slow to regain his erection. As she panted and grunted, she would tighten her stomach muscles, forcing small gushes of Ken's cum from her cunt.

Sarah was expertly blowing me and continued to suck and lick until I ejaculated on her cheek, on her nose, and down her throat. She knew it was a matter of seconds before my cock would be ready to fuck again, and patiently continued to coax another hard-on.

The scores were now settled. Sarah claimed her right to blow me, and Angie claimed her right to fuck Ken.

Did it end there? No one wanted it to end, so things accelerated.

 As soon as I was hard again, Sarah pushed me back onto the bunk bed and got on top of me. She lifted one knee to give Angie a clear view as she guided my cock into her hairless cunt, and then took all of my length inside her in one swift motion. I grabbed Sarah's ass cheeks and guided her up and down, impaling her on my cock. She grabbed my hands and guided my fingers to her asshole. I spread her ass cheeks farther, giving Angie and Ken a view of Sarah's open anus.

Ken's gaze went from Angie, to his wife's asshole, back to Angie. It probably wasn't until this time that he realized I had fucked his wife up the ass the night before. His cock was beginning to thicken again and Angie pushed him back in much the same way that Sarah pushed me. Angie crawled on top of him, lifting a knee as Sarah did, to give us a view of her attempt to get Ken's fat cock back in her drenched cunt. She leaned forward, resting her head on Ken's chest. Ken thought she was being affectionate, but she had to use both hands to hold his thick shaft as she guided his cock into her sopping wet cunt. When she had about half of his cock inside her, she sat up and put his hands on her tits.

She bounced up and down on his cock, but she couldn't get more than about 3 inches inside her. She was tight to begin with, so Ken was undoubtedly having the time of his life. He took his hands off her tits and grabbed her ass cheeks, pulling her onto his cock as I had done to his wife. Her hands found his and guided them toward the crack of her ass. Angie looked over her shoulder, watching as I fucked Sarah. She continued to look at us as she used Ken's hands to pull her cheeks apart. Her asshole opened wide as she tried to get more of his unbelievably fat cock inside her cunt.

Sarah and I were definitely enjoying the show. Sarah's asshole dilated and contracted several times as I filled her cunt with cum. We French kissed and hugged while she stroked my cock to another erection.

Angie's cunt looked about as stretched as a cunt could be without having given birth. Ken licked two fingers and slid them in her asshole. He was working them in and out of her while she continued to bounce on his cock. More and more of his cock disappeared inside her until she finally let out a yelp as Ken's cock impaled her cervix. Her tits glistened with sweat as her chest rose and fell with her heavy breaths. She fell forward and kissed Ken's hairy chest and nipples. Her ass cheeks shook as she enjoyed several waves of orgasm. The sight of her tanned, slender, 18 year-old frame resting on Ken's short, chubby, hairy body was like something out of a fairytale.

Sarah, not one to leave "well-enough" alone, positioned me so I was sitting directly across from Angie and Ken. As she got up to fold the table between the bunk beds out of the way, cum dribbled down her leg.

The smell of sex filled the camper. Thunder boomed in the distance, and the wind and rain continued to batter the campground.

Angie got more than she bargained for, as she soon found my friend's cock to be a few inches shorter, but almost three times the girth of my own throbbing member.

I'm not sure if it was because I was younger, in better shape, or not quite as thick-cocked as her husband, but Sarah really seemed to enjoy it when I fucked her. Her husband, Ken, seemed to enjoy watching us, too.

Angie had practically passed out while lying on Ken's belly. Ken's cum was oozing from her stretched cunt. Ken had watched as his wife bounced on my cock only moments before, and our performance, coupled with Angie's 18-year-old cunt bouncing on his fat cock, must have given him the time of his life. He had wanted this weekend to be all about pleasing his wife, Sarah, but it was starting to look like he was getting the better end of the deal; although I wasn't complaining. I had fucked his wife the previous night and well into the morning, and it was starting to look like we were in for more of the same.

Sarah moved the table out of the way, and slid the seat cushions of the camper so they were together on the floor. I sat across from Ken and Angie so they would have a clear, unobstructed view of whatever Sarah was going to do with me next.

There was a sharp crack of lightning, and the power to the camper went out. Sarah stepped away to open a few of the windows, and then lit a fragrance candle to shed a little more light on us.

Sarah disappeared into the bedroom at the other end of the camper and rustled through a few drawers under the bed. She came out moments later with a large, unused tube of K Y jelly.

Sarah practically skipped back to the bunk bed end of the camper and gave me a big, toothy smile.

She walked over to Angie, who was on her stomach, and kissed her shoulder very lightly. Angie lifted her head to see who was kissing her, and Sarah gently moved her hair off her forehead and kissed her on the mouth. Angie kissed her back, and their tongues swirled for a few seconds as Sarah's hand found the crack of Angie's ass.

Sarah slid three fingers into Angie's wet cunt and pushed Angie's face back into Ken's hairy chest. Angie arched her back as Sarah slid her thumb into her asshole. Sarah bent over and lightly bit Angie's ass cheeks, leaving little bite marks on her tan-lined ass. She worked her fingers in and out of Angie's cunt, pulling out little puddles of Ken's cum as she slid her fingers deeper and deeper.

Sarah moved between Angie's legs (and Ken's) and spread them as far as they could go. She dropped to her knees and gently blew on Angie's wet cunt. She moved closer and closer, until her nose was nestled into Angie's asshole and her long tongue was firmly on Angie's clit. Angie let out a moan as Sarah demonstrated her expert cunt-eating skills. As Angie was on the brink of orgasm, Sarah looked back at me.

"Squirt some of the K Y in my ass. It's still a little sore from last night, but I think I can handle some more." She said with a wink.

"Angie, you don't mind if your boyfriend puts his cock in my ass while I get you off, do you?" Sarah asked.

"What?" Angie almost objected. She looked exhausted, but she still had enough energy to enjoy having her cunt licked. "I don't care, just don't stop doing whatever you're doing!" Angie cried. Drunk and horny; Angie was helpless.

Sarah didn't move a muscle as she waited for me to straddle her doggy-style. I squirted a small amount of K Y on her asshole crack, leaned over, used my turgid phallus to spread the lube and firmly pushed the head of my cock past her sphincter. Sarah gave Angie's cunt a full-mouthed tongue kiss, burying her nose deep up Angie's asshole. I bent my knees and gently slid 5 of my 7 inches into Sarah's ass. She let out a gasp as if she was coming up for air. I slowly worked my cock back and forth into Sarah's ass, and she continued to lap at Angie's cunt. Within seconds, Angie was shaking through another orgasm. Sarah moved forward slightly and allowed her tongue to find Angie's anus. Ken's fat cock was growing larger as he watched from a propped up cushion, my cock disappear somewhere in the center of his wife's ass. Angie seemed to be in a state of delirium as Sarah guided Ken's resurrected cock back into Angie's cunt.

Sarah pulled forward, causing my cock to pop out of her asshole. She leaned over Angie's shoulder and whispered something in her ear.

Sarah turned around and sat me back on the cushion, then turned to face Angie and Ken as she stepped back. She ceremoniously adjusted her feet so they were shoulder-with apart, pointed her toes inward, and bent over as if to touch her toes. She had the physique of a gymnast and the grace of a ballerina.

I had a perfect view of her beautiful ass as she bent her knees and slowly sat on my cock. As the head of my cock popped back in her ass, she let out another gasp, breathed, and then lowered herself further. Before I knew it, she had completely impaled herself on my 7-inch cock. She arched her back, and leaned back, lifting her arms over her head. She reached back farther, tilting her head back so I could kiss her face and caress her tits. She reached behind my head, pulling me down to her mouth, and then kissed me. We kissed for several seconds while she gyrated her hips, making my cock poke into almost every corner of her bowels.

She turned her gaze to Angie, and then lifted her legs so her feet rested on my knees. She continued to move her hips around, making sure my cock stayed deep inside her anus.

"It's your turn to eat cunt, Angie" Sarah said between gasps.

Angie let out a little cunt-fart as she got up off of Ken's cock. Ken didn't laugh or giggle this time. He looked at Sarah with disappointed eyes.

"Ken, darling, don't you worry. You're not finished, yet,” Sarah explained as she tossed Ken the tube of K Y.

Angie had a brief look of panic come across her face, but was quickly learning the rules to Sarah's little games. While Angie was still just a teen, fucking at the big peoples table required giving as well as you’re getting. Angie would have to wait a while before she could sleep off her inebriated state.

She pulled over a cushioned rectangular storage ottoman cube and knelt low on it, between Sarah's legs, and then leaned forward on her hands and knees. Angie looked over her shoulder at Ken, and raised up her ass, giving him an inviting view of her cunt and asshole. Angie moved a little closer and I could feel her breath on my balls.

"I've never done this before,” Angie looked up at Sarah sheepishly.

 "Which part,” Sarah asked; "Eating cunt or getting fucked in the ass?"

"Both," Angie almost cried in desperation.

"Don't worry, Angie. Just take it slow; both ways,” Sarah said unsteadily as I began rocking her on my cock.

Sarah used her legs to steady and slow my pace, and guided Angie's mouth to her clit. She looked back at me as if telling me to behave myself.

"Just start there, and end here,” Sarah said pointing at her clit. "Everything else; just get creative."

Angie did as she was told and soon found herself lapping at Sarah's cum-filled cunt. She licked and lapped like a dog greeting it's master, and Sarah seemed to be enjoying every second. Angie bent down further to lick my balls, and then flicked her tongue on my shaft as it was going in and out of Sarah's asshole.

Ken leaned over and tongued Angie's asshole for a few seconds before kneeling behind her. He spread her cheeks wide and pushed the tube of K Y against her anus. Angie jumped as he accidently squeezed almost the entire contents of the tube in her ass.

"Hey, that's cold!" Angie complained.

"Don't worry, things will warm up down there in just a minute,” Sarah smiled.

Ken rubbed the small head of his cock up and down between Angie's cunt lips, and Angie reached back for Ken to move up closer. Angie then rocked back and forth, working Ken's meat further and further inside her cunt. Ken, moved in even closer. Angie was well on her way to another orgasm, and seemed to have developed a good rhythm with Ken.

The four of us were now synchronize in our rocking motion.

Angie went back to allowing Sarah's cunt to be rubbed all over her face, and then suddenly stopped.

"Breathe, sweetheart,” Sarah whispered to Angie. I looked over Sarah's shoulder and could see that Ken pulled his fat cock out of Angie's cunt and had worked the relatively small head of his cock into her asshole. Wisely Ken gave her anus a good while to relax and accommodate further penetration. The girth of his shaft was three times that of the head, as Angie had seen earlier, and his cock swelled as he struggled to enter her further.

Ken was pushing his cock hard against Angie's ass, and she pushed her ass hard against his cock, but she couldn't seem to get more than the head inside her. Angie winced in pain but didn't cry out. In between Ken's thrusts, she licked and nibbled at Sarah's clit until I could feel Sarah's bowel spasms.

Sarah let out a cry that startled both Ken and me. Sarah came hard, and cum from earlier sputtered out of her cunt onto Angie's face and my sack. I'm not sure who actually came first, but Ken was filling Angie's asshole with his cum at about the same time I was filling his wife's with mine. Angie liked the warm feeling of Ken's cum in her bowels much better than the cold K Y. "Oh, that felt good," Angie cooed. "Different, but definitely good."

Sarah caught her breath and looked down at Angie's cum-covered face. "You got off easy, sweetheart. Ken's a big man down there. Not too long, but very, very thick. Still, I think you could have taken more than just the tip." Sarah reflected.

"There's no way in hell Ken's cock would fit in anyone's asshole, even yours,” Angie whined in her inebriated tone.

"Really? Let's see. Trade places with me, Angie. You're still getting fucked in the ass today, but Ken will have to take a rain check with you. Agreed?" Sarah said demandingly.

Angie nodded and stood up. She could barely walk. Sarah lifted herself off my cock and cum dribbled from her asshole. She put her hand under her ass and smeared the cum around her anus.

"That'll help since Ken used all the K Y on you, Angie,” Sarah said with mild disappointment as she tossed the spent tube of lubricant aside.

Sarah helped Angie position herself over my cock, and Angie slowly lowered herself until the head of my quickly recovering cock was pressed against her anus.

"Now, exhale," Sarah said quietly.

As Angie exhaled, Sarah pushed down on Angie's hips and my cock slid about halfway in.

"Now, keep breathing. Every time you breathe out, lower yourself a little more,” Sarah instructed.

Angie breathed a few times, and then began lowering herself. She paused every once in a while when she thought she couldn't take any more, but Sarah would remind her that Ken would be off limits if she didn't continue.

Once Angie had all of my 7 inches inside her, Sarah showed her how to put her feet on my knees. Angie began raising and lowering her ass on my growing cock, clumsily at first, but within minutes she seemed to be enjoying it. K Y jelly and Ken's cum squirted out from Angie's ass and onto my balls with every deep thrust.

Sarah leaned forward and gave Angie's cunt a few quick licks before turning back to Ken.

Ken could barely hold his fat cock with one hand, but was doing his best to stroke himself back to erection. The fart noises coming from Angie's asshole as she repeatedly impaled herself on my cock seemed to be helping. Sarah grabbed one of the small terry cloth bathrobes and wiped off the head of Ken's cock before popping into her mouth.

"Hmm," Sarah hummed. Ken's cock swelled instantly.

Sarah then turned her ass to Ken and asked; “Angie, are you paying attention?”

 Angie nodded as she began to steady her pace. Her well-toned legs were being used in ways she probably never imagined.

Sarah got on her hands and knees as she crawled backwards against Ken's belly. She reached between her legs and guided Ken's cock to her cunt. Ken instinctively; and almost violently; grabbed Sarah's hips and pulled her onto his cock.

Sarah allowed herself to be pulled back and forth on Ken's fat cock, her ponytail bobbing all over the place. Then, Sarah reached back and grabbed one of Ken's arms, prompting him to stop.

"Ok sweetie, I think you're big enough,” Sarah said out of breath.

"Angie, are you still watching?" Sarah asked.

"Uh-huh,” was all Angie could murmur as she continued to move her ass up and down slowly, displaying incredible leg muscles.

"Okay sweetie, nice and easy. I want to feel your hips pressing against my ass before you cum. I want you to be all the way in, okay?" Sarah asked of Ken.

"Okay,” Ken whispered and guided the tip of his cock to Sarah's asshole.

Sarah arched her back further as Ken spread her cheeks with his hands.

Angie reached down with one hand and began rubbing her clit.

Ken pulled back on Sarah's hips and the head of his cock disappeared inside her asshole. Sarah breathed deeply and thrust back as she exhaled, miraculously allowing another inch of Ken's fat cock inside her. She began to rock back and forth, breathing deeply, and pushing herself farther and farther down Ken's fat, throbbing cock. Her asshole farted loudly as Ken wedged more of his thick meat inside her.

"Not yet, sweetie. Hold off just a little longer,” Sarah said as she looked over her shoulder.

Three, four, and then almost all five inches of Ken's cock pumped in and out of Sarah's ass. Ken pumped slowly, waiting for the signal to let loose. Sarah's ass was finally firmly pressed against Ken's hips.

Sarah looked over her shoulder again and said; "Ok, now!" She dropped her head as if to look at the action between her legs.

Ken moved his hands higher on Sarah's hips and squeezed hard. He pulled her hard onto his cock as he filled her bowels. Sarah let out a cry as Ken pushed and pulled her hips. His fat shaft slid in and out of her asshole, making my cum squirt from her ass with each deep thrust.

Angie was rubbing her clit quickly as she sat completely on my cock. I could feel her stomach muscles tighten as she rubbed herself to orgasm. Her asshole became loose around my shaft as she felt me cum deep inside her.

Sarah's hair came out of its ponytail as Ken continued to bounce her on his cock. He pushed her off, sat on the bunk bed, and then pulled her back onto him. Sarah sat on his cock in the same way Angie was sitting on mine, giving us a spectacular view of Ken's enormous cock pummeling Sarah's asshole. Ken lifted Sarah at her thighs and raised and lowered her onto his cock. Sarah's legs flopped around almost as much as her beautiful tits.

Ken let all of Sarah's weight onto his fat cock, filling her completely, then reached in front of her and began fingering her cunt. With the other hand, he grabbed one of Sarah's tits and squeezed hard to the point of looking painful. Sarah's stomach undulated as more cum poured from her cunt and onto Ken's fingers. Ken let out a groan and Sarah's eyes widened as he filled her ass with cum.

They sat there for a few minutes as if waiting for Ken's cock to deflate. Sarah looked completely exhausted. Within a few minutes, she caught her breath and decided playtime was over for now. Cum poured from Sarah's stretched asshole as she stepped off of Ken. She leaned over and gave him a light peck on the cheek, then carefully walked toward the shower.

"We better get this place cleaned up so you have somewhere to sleep tonight,” Sarah said, and then disappeared into the bathroom.

"Wow!" I said.

"Wow is right!" Ken said.

"Fuck,” Angie added.

Angie was next to take a shower, followed by Ken, and then me. I ended up with the cold water. Sarah and Angie put on fresh bathrobes and Ken and I had to contend with towels.

The rain had died down, but the sky was still dark.

Sarah and Angie both had a glow about them, but they couldn't help but walk a little cautiously. Angie carried a Kleenex with her to wipe up the cum that wouldn't stop dribbling from her asshole. Ken looked happy and relaxed, and it appeared things were back to "normal" for the time being. Sarah, having been fucked the most and the hardest all day, still acted frisky.

Could she still be horny after all that? A quick squeeze of my cock and licking her lips as she walked by sent a clear message. Sarah behaved herself, though, and we took time out from any further sexual escapades to clean up the mess we made of the camper.

Sarah started pulling food from the cooler, while Ken found cold beer and soda. It seemed the situation turned back into being a camping trip, after all.

The late lunch hit the spot, and we all felt like taking a nap. Sarah blew out the candle, took Ken's hand, and led him to their bedroom at the other end of the camper. Angie and I pushed the bunk bed cushions together, and laid on the compiled bed. I held her for a long time, in silence.

“Was this all Ken’s doing?” Angie asked me.

“You have good instincts, my dear. And I have to say, his motivation was about as noble as I could ever imagine. “

I told her how grieved he was and how he didn’t want to risk losing his unsatisfied wife. I also told her the sober advice I gave to Sarah, at the end of our midnight tryst.

“That’s really good advice, Jack.” Angie kissed me. “I really respect your motives, especially now that I understand things more.” She had a huge yawn and tucked her head on my shoulder. We quickly fell asleep in each other's arms.

I felt like I had only been asleep five minutes when Ken tapped on my shoulder.

"We have to go check on the boat,” Ken whispered. He was dressed in regular shorts and a T-shirt. I looked at Angie asleep lying half-naked next to me and figured we'd have to get dressed eventually.

I knew we had a change of clothes in the car. The rain hadn't stopped, but it sounded as if it had slowed enough for me to run out and run back in without too much trouble. With the weather still being bad, I thought there wasn't much chance of anyone else being around, so I didn't bother with a towel.

"Can I trust you two alone?" I asked jokingly.

"I won't fuck her without you knowing about it. Fair enough?" Ken whispered, not wanting to wake Angie or Sarah just yet.

I smiled and headed for the car wearing flip-flops and a tired smile. I grabbed what I thought we could use the rest of the night, and quietly got dressed while Ken warmed up the truck.

The History of Ken and Sarah.

Ken and I could barely look at each other as we drove to the pier where he kept his boat docked.

I had defiled his wife several times in front of him, while he defiled my girlfriend-at-the-time several times in front of me. He seemed to really like Angie, and was very delicate with her; even as he tried to stuff his fat cock in her ass. Angie wasn't ready to accept something that big into her ass just yet, but Ken was still very gentle with her. This was in stark contrast to the way he practically grudge-fucked his wife in front of us. I've never been turned on by violence during sex, and the way he fucked Sarah was no exception.

I felt sorry for Sarah, even though she obviously enjoyed it to a degree. She proved her point to Angie, though; Ken's fat cock did indeed fit up Sarah's beautiful (if not-so-tight) ass. I could tell that Angie was finally expanding her sexual horizons. Whether out of competition with Sarah, or out of lust for Ken's short, but really fat cock, I think we all knew Angie was going to figure out a way to take Ken's entire cock up her ass.

I decided to break the silence. "Ken, when did your cock get so damned fat?"

"I always knew it had potential,” Ken joked; "but seeing Angie in that bathing suit really got to me. And after watching her blow you on the dock, well; I hadn't been that turned on since I met Sarah back in school."

"What happened with Sarah back in school?" I asked, more interested in Sarah for now.

"Sarah was the biggest slut on campus,” Ken smiled. "Other than what went on today, you wouldn't know it from looking at her; then or now; but she loved to fuck. Sometimes three or four times a day. Sometimes three or four guys a day. Sometimes three or four cocks at once."

I tried to do the math, but it made my head hurt and my cock swell.

"Oh yeah,” Ken added. "Some girls are just born to fuck, naturally good at it and all. That was Sarah. Funny thing about Sarah; and everyone that fucked her; was that they could keep their mouths shut about it."

"So how did you find out?" I asked.

"Sarah and I had dated for about two months,” Ken continued. "It was on a day that she didn't have any morning classes. I decided to cut class and pay her a surprise visit at the apartment she shared with a girlfriend. We hadn't had sex, yet, but I figured the day was coming. Anyway, the front door was open and the place was a mess. Clothes were all over the place, and I could hear the sounds of grunting and groaning coming from down the hall. At first, I though her roommate had a boyfriend over, causing a slight erection and a discovery of my affinity for voyeurism.

"But as I continued down the hall, I realized the sounds were coming from Sarah's room. The door was partially closed, but I could clearly see what was going on inside: Two black guys were taking turns with my girlfriend.

"She was on her back, lying on a desk that was moved to the middle of the room. Her head was dangling off one end of the desk, with her legs dangling off the other. While one guy fucked her cunt, the other fucked her face. At first I was afraid they were raping her, and almost ran in to rescue her. But I noticed she was locking her legs behind the back of the guy fucking her, and stroking the other guy into her mouth. When the guy fucking her was ready to come, he pulled out of her cunt and moved around to push his cock in her mouth. The guying being blown moved around and took the other guys place."

"Wow," I said in amazement.

"Yeah, that's what I thought," Ken chuckled. "They must have cum in her mouth about five times, each; and who knows how long they'd been going at it."

"So then what happened?" I asked with a bulge in my shorts.

"Then I walked in and asked if I could join them." Ken smiled. "One of the black guys looked pissed, and I thought he was going to fight naked, but Sarah stopped him.

"It's okay, guys, he's my boyfriend," Sarah sighed. "I'm so sorry, Kenny" she said. "It's not how it looks."

Ken continued; "Well, there were some words said, and the black guys backed off, but to make everything right, I had to fuck her in front of them. I had never seen a black guy's cock before, but I figured they would have me beat; I thought there was no way I could measure up. As it turned out, their cocks were about eight inches long, but the girth of my cock was three times wider than theirs. They had never seen anything like it, and apparently neither had Sarah. My four or five inches in length compared to small balls probably made it look even bigger. She kissed me for a while (which felt a little weird since she had been blowing these guys for at least 20 minutes). She told me I could jizz in her mouth as much as I wanted, but under no circumstances was I to spunk in her cunt. I asked her if she heard about the pill, and she said it was a matter of principle and respect. I'd later find out that if she let you cum inside her, you were someone special."

"Did you cum inside her?" I asked.

"Not that time; at least not in her cunt," Ken added. "I stepped up to the desk and lifted her legs. The area around her cunt looked red from having been fucked so long. My fat cock probably didn't help. She winced in pain as I inched my cock inside her. When we found a rhythm, she motioned for the black guys to put their cocks up to her face and jerk off. They each grabbed a tit; somewhat smaller then than they are now; and squeezed as they came on her face, neck, and in her mouth. My cock had swelled even larger and I thought I was going to tear her apart, but she locked her legs behind me, making sure I kept thrusting inside her.

"Remember, not in my cunt, Kenny!" she said. Ken smiled; "That's when I figured I'd try to give this slut a little surprise. I pulled back and let my cock drop about an inch, then pressed it hard against her asshole. She gave me a surprised look, and then pulled me in closer with her legs. I stood then for perhaps a minute. Her outer sphincter started relaxing, then her inner sphincter relaxed as well.The head of my cock popped into her asshole. The tightness was more stimulating than a teen Asian virgin’s cunt, and the sensation made me cum harder than I had ever remembered."

As Sarah fondled both flaccid black snakes, she looked into my eyes; "Kenny, I thought only the black guys liked the Hershey Highway, you little devil,” Sarah had teased. "That's okay, you can cum in my ass any time you want," she added.

Ken continued; "The black guys looked at me with envy and said something to the effect that she wouldn't let them cum in her ass. That made me wonder if she let them cum in her mouth after they had been in her asshole, but I tried not to think about it."

"Holy shit," I said. "I would never have known."

"Well," Ken added; "I meant to talk to you about that. You see, nobody can know. About then or now, okay?"

"No problem," I said. "But how long has Sarah been like that?"

Ken looked sad. "Well, the more we got together, the less guys she casually fucked, until I was the only one fucking her”.

“Eventually, Sarah went off the pill and decided she wanted to try married life and try raising a family. She sowed her wild oats, as they say, and wanted to settle down."

"And then?" I asked.

"And then you came along, with your good looks, and better looking girlfriends. Sarah started having fantasies about you when she first met you. It wasn't until meeting Angie, though, that we thought about having a wild weekend." Ken said.

"We? I thought this was all about you wanting Sarah to have a good time?" I asked.

"Oh, it is. It is." Ken said. "But we didn't know how things would turn out; if you'd go for it; if Angie would allow it; if we could still be friends after this weekend."

"Well, it seems to be working out, so far." I smiled.

To be continued in part 3.  Based on posts by lckscknfck7, in 4 parts, for Literotica.