1. Big Cock Fantasy - Part 2


    Date: 11/9/2014, Categories: Interracial, Author: JWren, Rating: 5, Source: LushStories

    and beckoned them over when I saw them arrive. “Thanks a lot,” said Charlie, slightly short of breath after plodding through the soft sand. Gaynor, as ever, just strolled along, her long legs easily transporting her swaying hips and jiggling boobs. I had noticed that Gaynor obviously trimmed her curly dark bush, though it was still dense enough to hide her pussy from view. Charlie was totally bare down there, revealing a neat if slightly puffy mound. I too was unadorned, having recently removed the few wispy hairs which had formed a strip above my pussy. We spent the day reading, rotating on the loungers to maintain our even tans, frolicked in the water, strolled along the sand and, occasionally, we people-watched and spoke in discreet hushed tones. As with all naturist beaches, the bathers varied in sizes from skinny to almost obese. You didn’t have to be a body-beautiful to enjoy the lifestyle. But, as a foursome, we were exceptional and attracted a lot of admiring glances. I mentioned this to Gaynor and she put her face next to mine and whispered into my ear, “Bet they think what a lucky guy, having those three women all to himself.” She chortled and so did I, shaking my head before repeating the comment in Tony’s ear. If he hadn’t have been so tanned, I’m sure he would have blushed. Anyway, I think his limp five-incher twitched a couple of times in the next few minutes. “Stop thinking about it,” I teased, giving his arm a playful punch. That night, when Tony and I ...
    returned from dinner, Gaynor and Charlie were already out on their balcony, sipping from glasses chinking with ice. Again they had disrobed but had not switched on the balcony light. A chink of subdued lighting filtered out from their room. I got a bottle of shiraz and Tony took a cold beer from the fridge. Having stripped we went outside and Charlie said, “Welcome, we’ve just been talking about you two.” Her refined accent was somewhat slurred. She took a sip of the dark liquid in her glass and continued, “Yeah, we been trying to work out what you do?” She stifled a burp and muttered, “Sorry.” “What we do?” I repeated. “Yes, for a living,” cut in Gaynor. “Unless you’re filthy rich and don’t work, eh?” “I wish,” said Tony. “Did you come up with any ideas?” I asked. “Yeah, some,” said Charlie. As she paused, Gaynor said, “But we settled on you working in a bank and Tony also having something to do with money, perhaps an accountant, or maybe even working in real estate.” “Wow,” I said just as Charlie shoved back her chair and said, “I need the loo,” and was gone. “Wow?” said Gaynor. “Does wow mean we’re close.” “Fraid not,” said Tony. “But I’ll tell you when Charlie comes back.” He swigged at his beer and I poured more wine into my glass and then asked, “What about you two? What’s your story?” Huskily, Gaynor said, “Ahhhh, you’d never guess.” The silence was broken by the sound of a cistern flushing and, moments later, Charlie returned. “We’re off the mark about these two,” said ...
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