Blissful Beach Birthday Ch. 04

Literotic asexstories – Blissful Beach Birthday Ch. 04 by EdgarNightbird,EdgarNightbird
Chapter 4

No Limits

After their kinky encounter, the threesome collapsed together in a happily exhausted tangle atop the large hotel bed. Brittany stretched her curvaceous nude form across the rumpled sheets like a satisfied cat, while petite Samantha curled up against Walter’s side.

He wrapped an arm around the blonde, marveling at the flawless smoothness of her skin. Though utterly spent for the moment, his aged body hummed pleasantly from the lingering effects of such intense pleasure.

Walter reached for the champagne bottle on the nightstand and refilled their glasses, careful not to dislodge Samantha from her cozy spot. The effervescent wine refreshed their palates.

As they sipped in contented silence, Brittany traced lazy patterns along Samantha’s arm. “So Walter, you never told us what brings you to this fancy hotel all by yourself,” she mused.

“Oh yes, you said it was your birthday trip, right?” Samantha added, propping her chin on his chest to gaze up at him inquisitively.

Walter smiled at their curiosity about him. “Yes, I’m here celebrating my 70th year. Thought I’d treat myself to some luxury alone time.”

“Well aren’t we lucky you happened to find company after all,” Brittany remarked with a coy smile.

“The luck is entirely mine, my dear,” Walter replied, clinking his glass lightly against hers. Her answering laugh was as melodic as wind chimes.

Samantha shifted to face him, nibbling her lower lip pensively. “So…do you do this every birthday then? Treat yourself to a sensual overnight adventure?”

Her probing question didn’t make him uneasy. He sensed only friendly interest behind it, these remarkable women wanting to know him better.

Walter gave a self-deprecating chuckle. “I’m afraid not, my darling. In all my years I’ve never been quite so adventurous.” He shook his head in wonderment. “I still can’t fathom what I did to deserve your lovely company tonight. But it will give me precious memories to revisit in my remaining days.”

Samantha’s expression softened with sympathy and she squeezed his hand. “Of course you deserve pleasure and connection. Age doesn’t change that.”

Brittany nodded emphatically. “Sam’s right. Everyone needs to feel alive. We’re just happy to provide that for you tonight.” Her fingers trailed up his thigh affectionately.

Walter’s heart swelled with gratitude. He really had been blessed to cross paths with such enlightened, joyful souls.

“Well, we’re here on spring break, obviously,” Brittany shared breezily. “Just trying to soak up some sun and fun before finals grind us down.”

“We’re both studying art history at the university nearby,” Samantha clarified. “I can hardly wait to get out into the real world already.”

“You have so much life ahead of you,” Walter remarked wistfully. “Make the most of your youth, my dears. It fleets faster than you know.”

Brittany waved his sentiment away playfully. “Oh hush, you have plenty life left in you too! We’ll just have to make sure your remaining years are filled with excitement.”

Her eyes took on a suggestive glint as she reached beneath the sheet to boldly wrap her hand around his flaccid cock. Despite his recent multiple orgasms, Walter felt a reflexive stir of interest under her brazen touch.

“In fact, I’ll bet we can get this fella standing tall again soon,” Brittany purred with a delicate stroke along his length.

Samantha giggled at her audacity. “You are utterly shameless.” But Walter detected arousal in her voice. His pulse quickened.

Brittany withdrew her hand and stretched sinuously. “I’m just saying, the night is young still! We should make every minute count.” Rising up on her elbows, she smirked down at Walter.

“Unless you need to rest, old man…” she teased.

Accepting her playful challenge, Walter sat up and grasped her by the waist, effortlessly maneuvering the curvy brunette beneath him amid her breathless giggles.

He pinned her wrists overhead, their bare bodies pressed together. “Cheeky girl. I’ll show you who’s old,” he growled against Brittany’s neck before nipping the tender spot where it met her shoulder.

She inhaled sharply, back arching against him. He could feel her nipples pebbling against his chest. Holding her gaze, Walter ground his hips down, letting her feel his burgeoning erection. Her thighs parted instinctively in invitation.

“Well I’m convinced,” Brittany purred, pupils blown wide with desire.

Samantha watched them, enthralled, unconsciously rubbing her thighs together.

Confident he had made his point, Walter released Brittany and shifted onto his back. She immediately rolled atop him once more, breasts pillowed against his chest as she scattered kisses along his jaw.

“Mmm, I think you’ve found the fountain of youth, Walter,” Brittany murmured between kisses.

He chuckled, trailing his hands down to grasp her shapely ass. “Maybe so, my dear. I feel twenty years younger already. Maybe thirty.”

Brittany lifted her head, eyes sparkling impishly. “Well, we are young enough between the three of us. Let’s put all that energy to good use.”

She ground against him slowly. The promise in her smoldering look left no doubt as to her meaning.

Walter’s cock surged back to rigid life, throbbing insistently against firm female inner thighs. But he wouldn’t rush this interlude. Having two exquisite playmates meant pacing himself through the night’s pleasures.

“Perhaps for now just lying here contentedly will suffice,” he suggested, hoping to slow the urgency.

Brittany pouted prettily, but acquiesced. “Okay, old man. We’ll just cuddle for a bit.” She kissed the tip of his nose and settled atop him, head nestled under his chin. Her soft breasts pillowed against his chest.

Walter wrapped one arm around her and held the other out in invitation to Samantha. The petite blonde curled up at his side once more, head resting on his shoulder.

Lying skin to skin, trading lazy caresses, was soothing. But soon Brittany grew restless. She slid a leg over Walter’s hip, grinding her slick heat along his thigh. Nibbling at his neck, she boldly reached down to wrap her fingers around his rigid length where it nestled against her belly.

“Are you sure you don’t want to put this to use again?” she purred, giving him a languid stroke.

Walter groaned. The minx knew exactly how to melt his resolve. But he wouldn’t give in so quickly.

“Patience, darling,” he managed. “Let anticipation build.”

With a sigh, Brittany released him. But then a new possibility occurred to Walter. One more secret desire he might dare voice aloud.

He cleared his throat. “Actually, there is something I’ve always wondered…” he began delicately.

The girls perked up. “Tell us!” Brittany encouraged.

Heart pounding, Walter continued. “Well…I must admit I’ve long fantasized about a beautiful woman letting me…relieve myself, uh… orally.” He paused, unsure how to phrase it.

“You want to piss in our mouths?” Brittany supplied bluntly.

Walter flushed but nodded. “Only if you’re willing, of course.”

Samantha looked uncertain but Brittany appeared intrigued. “Hmm, now that’s more up my alley–kinky! We could try it, right Sammy?” she prodded her friend playfully.

Samantha bit her lip. “I’m not sure…”

“No need to decide now,” Walter assured her. “Just think on it.” In truth, the idea aroused him intensely. But he would never coerce these beauties.

Brittany stretched out atop him once more, propping her chin on his chest. “Well I’m game to experiment,” she declared breezily. “We’re all adults here. Just some harmless fun!”

Samantha still seemed hesitant but curiosity started to glint in her eyes.

Satisfied for now, Walter pulled them close and let contentment wash over them once more. The girls settled in, Brittany idly dragging her fingertips along his thigh.

He marveled again at his fortune to be nestled between such exquisite creatures. They had awakened his weary spirit more than he could express.

“Tonight has been extraordinary thanks to you both,” he murmured.

Brittany tilted her face up to smile adoringly at him. “You’re so welcome, handsome.” She kissed him tenderly.

“We just want you to make the most of your time left,” Samantha added softly.

Walter’s heart swelled with emotion. However much time he had, he knew these remarkable women had enriched it beyond all expectations.

The three newfound companions drifted in a blissful haze, skin glistening and bodies spent from passionate exertions. Brittany stretched her nude form languidly across the rumpled sheets, supple limbs extended. Beside her, Samantha reclined against the plush pillows, blonde hair fanned out.

Walter gazed fondly upon his two lovely muses. Though certainly fatigued at his age after so much stimulation, he was surprised to feel stirrings of desire once more. Having one exquisite partner would satiate most men. But with two nubile beauties at his disposal, Walter found his sexual appetite insatiable.

Perhaps it was the influence of the champagne, heightening his inhibitions. Or simply the euphoria of fully awakening after a lifetime of restraint. Whichever muse inspired him, an improprietous idea took shape in his mind. Something he had only imagined in his wildest, darkest dreams, but never dared propose with a lover. Well, it was now or never.

Clearing his throat, Walter delicately ventured, “Actually my dears, there is yet one other intimacy I’ve fantasized about but never experienced.”

Brittany immediately rolled onto her side, propping up on one elbow to gaze at him attentively. The motion made her full breasts sway distractingly.

“Oh? Even kinkier than drinking piss?” she mused with an impish smile. Her straightforward, agile mind had proven open to any creative coupling so far.

Samantha also looked curious, shifting closer on the bed to listen.

Pushing past his nerves, Walter confessed, “Well in my wilder imaginings, I’ve fantasized about taking a woman one way, then experiencing her other entrance as well, going back and forth between the two.”

A blush warmed his weathered cheeks at voicing such a risqué desire aloud. But neither girl recoiled at the suggestion. In fact, Brittany looked intrigued, tapping a finger against her plush bottom lip thoughtfully.

“I think we can arrange that,” she purred. “I must say, you have quite an adventurous side behind that gentlemanly facade.”

She trailed a finger down his chest. “I suppose you’ve been imagining two girls presenting themselves for you to use both ways?”

Walter nodded, pulse already quickening. “I confess the fantasy has tantalized me for some time. But only if you’re both willing, of course.”

Samantha still appeared hesitant, nibbling her lip uncertainly. But Brittany took charge with her usual enthusiasm.

“Where’s your sense of adventure, Sam?” she cajoled, giving her friend a playful nudge. “We’re just looking after our new lover’s needs.” Turning her feline gaze back to Walter, she assured him, “I’m up for anything tonight. And I’ll get shy Sammy here to come out of her shell, don’t you worry.”

Samantha flushed deeply, but didn’t protest. Walter could see hesitant willingness growing behind her timid eyes. Perhaps she simply needed gentle prodding from her more brazen friend.

Brittany slid off the bed and stood up, unfazed by her nudity. Placing her hands on her shapely hips, she announced “Right, let’s get you ready first.” She grasped Walter’s semi-hard cock and began stroking him briskly back to full rigidity. He groaned as the firm caresses quickly reawakened his desire.

Once he was thick and throbbing within her practiced grip, Brittany guided Samantha off the bed to stand before her. She maneuvered the blonde girl to bend forward at the waist, hands braced on the mattress edge. Samantha’s petite but shapely rear was presented enticingly back toward Walter.

Brittany looked over her shoulder at Walter with a smoldering gaze. “What do you think? Which of her holes will you take first?” Her crude words evoked a throb from his engorged cock.

“Let’s start you off in her hot little pussy,” Brittany decided for him when he did not immediately answer. She nudged Samantha’s ankles farther apart with her foot, opening the blonde’s stance into a wider vee. Reaching between Samantha’s parted thighs, Brittany boldly spread her labia, fully exposing the pink, glistening entrance.

“Doesn’t that look inviting?” she purred. Samantha squirmed under this indecent scrutiny but stayed put, shoulders tense with nervous anticipation.

Rising from the bed, Walter moved into position behind the presented girl. He trailed his hands reverently over her slim hips and waist, hoping to help relax her. When she didn’t resist, he guided the swollen head of his cock to her slick opening.

With excruciating restraint, Walter eased just halfway into her velvety depths. Samantha emitted a high gasp, arching back instinctively to take more of him in. Encouraged, he began gently working himself deeper into her tight channel, still not wanting to startle her.

“Mmm yes, give it to her nice and slow,” Brittany coached approvingly. She reached around to tease Samantha’s clit, making the blonde mewl. “Get this pussy good and ready before moving to the next hole.”

Soon Walter was gliding in and out of Samantha’s gripping heat with ease. She panted and nodded for more, growing accustomed to the intimate joining. When her juices were flowing freely, he knew it was time. Withdrawing slowly, eliciting a protesting whine from Samantha, he repositioned the swollen head of his cock at her tighter, less welcoming aperture. Brittany helped guide him, holding Samantha’s cheeks spread wide.

“That’s it, pop this cherry next,” she encouraged. Samantha tensed, but stayed obediently in place as Walter began easing forward. Her furled rosette resisted the intrusion at first. Walter poured more lubricant over the quivering pucker, determined to help her relax.

With tender patience, he pressed forward in increments, stilling when Samantha made noises of discomfort. He rubbed her lower back soothingly until she adjusted around the unusual invasion.

“You’re doing so well, darling,” Walter murmured. After long moments, her taut ring of muscle finally yielded, engulfing the swollen crown of his cock in incredible tight heat.

They remained locked that way for a time, letting Samantha grow accustomed to the intense stretch and fullness. When she finally rocked back tentatively against him, seeking more friction, Walter began gently working himself deeper into her gripping passage.

Brittany watched intently, continuing to massage Samantha’s clit to offset any pain. “That’s it, give that tight ass a good fucking,” she urged naughtily.

Soon Walter was gliding smoothly in and out of Samantha’s rear entrance, her noises becoming mewls of pleasure. When her inner muscles started rippling around his pistoning shaft, he knew she was close to climax.

Withdrawing reluctantly before she peaked, he quickly guided himself back into her slick, waiting pussy instead. Samantha cried out at the renewed vaginal penetration so soon after having him anally. Her overwhelmed nerves sent her hurtling rapidly toward release.

Walter clutched her hip with one hand, reaching around with the other to pinch and roll her stiff clit. After just a few more firm thrusts, Samantha wailed as she convulsed around him. Her rippling inner walls gripped him like a velvet vise, spurring his own powerful orgasm. Groaning harshly, he drove in to the hilt, letting her spasms milk every drop his poor aching balls could produce. The two of them rocked together through the aftershocks until both their bodies finally went slack.

Walter slipped free and helped Samantha straighten on shaky legs. She blinked dazedly, cheeks still flushed from her intense simultaneous climax.

“Was that alright, my dear?” Walter checked in gently, brushing her tousled hair back from her face.

Samantha nodded, giving him a shy but surprisingly sultry smile. “Yes…it was exciting, being taken that way, back and forth,” she admitted almost inaudibly.

Walter’s heart swelled, pleased he could bring her pleasure despite her modest reservations.

“My turn now!” Brittany declared. Ever bold, she didn’t wait to be arranged, simply hopped onto the bed on hands and knees facing away from him. She glanced coquettishly back over her shoulder, wiggling her enticing rear.

“Come on then, give me both barrels,” she invited with a wink. Her crude humor made Walter chuckle even as his spent cock twitched valiantly despite all odds.

Needing little encouragement, he moved into position behind Brittany. Gripping her generous hips, Walter lined up with her slick entrance and eased forward. Her sopping channel welcomed him eagerly, enveloping his length in wet satin heat.

Brittany arched her back and purred like an alley cat in heat as Walter’s rigid length glided smoothly in and out of her soaked feminine depths. Her ample curves undulated enticingly with each thrust, utterly uninhibited in her pleasure.

“That’s it, niiiice and deeeep,” Brittany encouraged, palms braced on the mattress and shapely rear pushed back insistently against Walter’s hips. Her inner muscles gripped him snugly, embracing the intimate invasion.

Samantha watched avidly as her more brazen friend enjoyed Walter’s attentions. The sight of his glistening shaft plunging repeatedly into Brittany’s gripping sex brought a pretty flush to the blonde’s cheeks. She squeezed her still trembling thighs together, feeling fresh arousal take hold despite her recent climax.

Walter clutched Brittany’s waist, reveling in the slick friction as her velvety passage hugged every inch of his pistoning erection. Her mewls and cries spurred him on, thrusts growing more forceful. He would bring her to the pinnacle this way before attempting new penetration.

“Don’t stop…feels so good,” Brittany keened, bucking back urgently to meet each deep plunge. The lewd sound of their colliding hips filled the air, punctuated by her breathless moans.

When her inner muscles began to spasm erratically around Walter’s driving shaft, he knew she was close. He slid a hand around to roughly massage her throbbing clit, stirring her toward climax.

“Oh God yes, I’m gonna cum!” Brittany wailed as Walter furiously strummed her swollen nub. Seconds later she convulsed around him, thighs shaking violently from the force of her release. A gush of feminine honey coated Walter’s still-thrusting erection, allowing him to glide in and out without noticeable friction as she rippled through her peak.

As Brittany’s spasms gradually ebbed, Walter withdrew from her dripping sex. She mewled in protest until she felt the broad head of his cock nudging at her other entrance instead. Realizing his intent, Brittany angled her hips up to grant better access.

“Yes, put it in my ass now,” she begged shamelessly.

Needing no further invitation, Walter began pressing forward into the impossibly snug aperture. He gritted his teeth as Brittany’s tight ring resisted the thick intrusion. Pausing to drizzle more lubricant down her cleft, he tried again. This time her rosette reluctantly yielded, allowing the swollen crown to pop through and into her gripping passage.

“Oh fuck yes!” Brittany cried out, muscles taut as her body struggled to accommodate the intense stretching sensation.

As before, Walter stilled once the flared head was engulfed, giving her time to adjust around the raw invasion. He gently kneaded the supple flesh of her rear, feeling her inner walls gradually relax their vise-like grip on his buried shaft.

Panting raggedly through the initial discomfort, Brittany soon began tentatively rocking back again, seeking deeper penetration. Taking it as his cue, Walter flexed his hips forward in small increments, working inch after inch of his thick length into her incredible tightness.

“You feel so big this way,” Brittany gasped, spine arched sharply in response to the rude impalement of her most private orifice.

“Does it hurt too much, my dear?” Walter checked in, stilling his progress.

Brittany shook her head vehemently, glancing back over her shoulder with eyes dark and needy. “No, it feels amazing–keep going!” she insisted. “I want all of you in my ass.”

Reassured by her enthusiasm, Walter resumed gliding forward, one slow inch at a time, until finally his hips were flush against her upturned bottom. Buried to the hilt in her rear passage, he paused again to let her adjust around his entire throbbing length and girth.

The snug grip on the base of his shaft was incredible, almost uncomfortably tight. He gently caressed Brittany’s lower back and hips, feeling her inner muscles gradually relax their taut clench.

Soon Brittany was whining and gyrating her hips, urging him to move. Unable to hold back any longer, Walter withdrew halfway before sliding slowly back into her incredible heat. Setting up a languid pace, he began working his rigid length in and out of her back entrance, each thrust deliciously squeezed by Brittany’s spasming anal passage.

The sight from Walter’s vantage point was obscene–his thick old veiny cock emerging and disappearing repeatedly between a beautiful young woman’s tanned, firm ass cheeks. How often had he visualized a scene like this in his most perverted dreams? Yet reality exceeded any fantasy.

As Brittany became more vocal, pleading shamelessly for “more” and “harder”, Walter increased the tempo. Gripping her hips, he drove into her supple rear with building force. The slick friction and indecent noises drove them both wild.

“Fuck yes, just like that!” Brittany cried, bucking back urgently to meet each deep plunge. “I love your big cock in my tight, dirty ass!”

Samantha stared transfixed at the lewd display. Her own arousal had reignited from witnessing such an intimate, carnal coupling. Subconsciously, her fingers drifted between her thighs, massaging her tender swollen flesh as she watched Walter sodomize her friend.

Walter could feel his peak rushing up fast as Brittany’s tight passage rippled around his pistoning erection. Determined to prolong the exquisite sensations, he abruptly withdrew from her rear before climax claimed him. Brittany mewled in protest, but then gasped as she felt the broad head of his cock nudge at her slick, front entrance instead. Deftly, Walter drove back into her soaked sex, resuming his forceful plunges between her parted vaginal folds.

“Oh fuck yes, back and forth! Cunt to ass!” Brittany cried ecstatically, her language growing fouler the longer the lewd act went on.

Samantha’s eyes were wide, fixed on the wildly erotic display. Never had she witnessed something so primal and debauched. She surreptitiously slipped her fingers into her own aching sex, stroking herself while Walter claimed Brittany from both entrances over and over.

Soon Brittany was teetering right on the brink, nearly sobbing from the overwhelming sensations. Sensing she needed just one more nudge, Walter ground his pubic bone against her throbbing clitoris while delivering a series of deep, angled thrusts to her g-spot.

“Yes, yes, I’m cumming!” Brittany screamed, head snapping up to face the ceiling as she convulsed violently around his driving cock.

Her spasming inner walls wrenched Walter’s own intense climax from him. By now, he had lost count of how many times he had come. These amazing nymphs seemed to have erased all physical limitations from his old body. With a harsh groan he buried himself to the hilt in her rippling depths, letting her milking contractions draw out every last drop of his essence from hidden wells. Pulse after pulse filled her womb until thick cream began to leak out around his still-embedded shaft, trickling down her thighs. Their shared orgasms seemed endless, sparking through nerve endings like lightning.

Finally the last tremors subsided, leaving both their bodies trembling and spent. Walter eased free of Brittany’s slick channel, eliciting a soft whimper as she collapsed limply to the mattress. He joined her in blissed out exhaustion.

Samantha extricated her fingers from her pussy, cheeks flaming. She hadn’t meant to pleasure herself quite so openly, but the live eroticism had overwhelmed even her inhibitions.

Noticing her glowing arousal, Walter patted the bed, inviting her to join them. “Come here, darling. Did our activities inspire you?” he asked gently, slightly out of breath. He felt like he had just run a marathon.

Unable to meet his gaze, Samantha crawled onto the bed. Sensing her embarrassment, Brittany wrapped an affectionate arm around her friend, nuzzling into her neck.

“Don’t be shy, Sammy. We could tell you were enjoying the show,” Brittany purred. She slipped a hand between Samantha’s thighs, feeling the slick evidence of the blonde’s excitement. Samantha whimpered, instinctively parting her legs wider in invitation.

Brittany stroked Samantha’s plump nether lips, gathering the slick honey before bringing her glistening fingers to both their lips to taste. The intimate treat made Walter’s spent cock stir weakly.

“Mmm, I think our stud here has one more round left in him thanks to you,” Brittany remarked. She shifted onto her back, guiding the blonde to straddle her face. “Bring that pretty pussy down here and let me finish what I started, baby.”

Samantha needed no further encouragement. She positioned herself above Brittany’s pouting lips, slowly lowering herself until she felt the brunette’s warm tongue lapping hungrily at her aching sex.

Walter looked avidly on as Brittany devoured her friend with obvious enthusiasm. But as much as he wanted to, he could not summon another inch of elevation from his wilted manhood. All he could do was lay back and watch the erotic show with a silly smile on his face. But that was enough. More than enough.

An hour later, Walter shifted awkwardly atop the rumpled sheets. After downing multiple glasses of champagne, nature was calling insistently. Normally he’d simply excuse himself to the restroom. But Brittany’s earlier enthusiasm for his unconventional request still echoed in his mind. Perhaps she would oblige if he posed it delicately now.

Clearing his throat, he began tentatively. “Well, as a matter of fact, I find I need the restroom at the moment. Too much champagne I’m afraid.”

He chuckled self-consciously. Brittany eyed him with sudden interest, likely guessing where this might lead. Ever direct, she supplied, “And let me guess–you’re hoping one of us might join you?”

Walter felt his face flush but nodded. “Only if you’re genuinely willing, my dears.”

Brittany waved off his concerns with a breezy hand. “Oh, I’m game to experiment more.” Her gaze turned sultry. “I’d love to get a taste straight from the source.”

Samantha’s eyes went wide at her friend’s brazenness, but once more Walter detected curiosity in her gaze rather than shock. Pulse quickening, he slowly sat up in the rumpled bed. Brittany rose gracefully beside him, nude form glowing in the soft light.

“Shall we adjourn to the restroom then?” she purred in mimicry of Walter’s lofty manner of speech, grasping his hand to help him stand somewhat unsteadily. The mix of champagne and debauched sex had clearly gone to his head.

Samantha trailed behind them, watching raptly as Brittany led a naked Walter by the hand into the marble-appointed bathroom. His semi-rigid cock bobbed with each step. Beside him, Brittany’s full breasts swayed temptingly.

Once inside, she turned and slid her arms around Walter’s neck. Pressing close, she murmured, “Now, how shall we do this, lover?” Her thigh purposefully rubbed along his erect shaft.

Walter could hardly think straight with her lush, naked curves against him. “Perhaps if you kneeled…” he managed hoarsely.

Brittany’s lips curved. “Of course.” She slowly sank to her knees before him, gazing up sultrily through her long lashes. Walter’s swollen cock throbbed dangerously near her plush lips.

He looked to Samantha hovering in the doorway. “Darling, you may want to wait outside for this part,” he suggested delicately.

Samantha hesitated, then nodded, stepping back through the door. But her eyes remained glued to the erotic scene from behind the frame.

Satisfied they had as much privacy as the doorway allowed, Walter turned his attention back to the vixen awaiting him eagerly on her knees.

“Go ahead and let it flow,” Brittany encouraged, cupping her bare breasts as if offering them up. “I want to taste every drop.”

With a groan, Walter aimed his semi-flaccid cock at her waiting mouth. He let his full bladder release in a forceful stream, yellow piss splashing over her ripe lips and tongue, trailing down her chin and over her chest.

Brittany purred and rubbed his hot urine over her breasts like lotion, clearly aroused by the dirty act. She took it all in stride, as if simply taking a shower. Walter thought she must have done this before. He wondered with whom, and where, but decided he didn’t want to know. Some things were better left an erotic mystery.

He finished urinating prematurely, cutting his flow halfway through to give her some reprieve. Brittany sensuously licked her lips, gathering every stray drop clinging there. The depraved display made his cock surge and dribble.

“Mmm, tangy,” Brittany sighed blissfully, looking up at him with lips still glistening.

Pulse racing, Walter helped her stand on shaky legs. Brittany turned to brace her hands on the granite counter, pushing her ass back toward him in offering.

“How about you fill me up this time?” she proposed wantonly.

Utterly intoxicated by her lack of inhibitions, Walter moved behind her. He slid his eager cock along her slick folds before pushing inside her soaked channel.

Brittany moaned approvingly. “Yes, that’s it. Now let it flow, baby,” she purred.

With a groan, Walter released his bladder once more, feeling the depraved sensation of his remaining piss flooding her womb around his buried shaft.

Brittany cried out, bucking back against him. “Oh yes, fill my dirty pussy up like a toilet!”

Through the haze of deviancy, Walter noticed Samantha still hovering just outside the doorway, cheeks endearingly flushed as she observed their primal coupling. But she made no move to leave.

When the last trickles finished, he withdrew his dripping cock from Brittany’s piss-soaked cunt with a gasp. Rivulets of mingled body fluids, piss and nectar, ran down her thighs in depraved streaks.

Brittany turned to pull him into a messy kiss, wantonly grinding against his rigid shaft, leaving them both dripping and stained.

Breaking the kiss with a gasp, she grinned wickedly. “That was so fucking kinky. I think you might be a bad influence on me, Walter.”

He chuckled. “I didn’t hear you objecting, my dear.”

“Not at all,” she agreed breezily. “So, who’s going to lick me clean now?” Her gaze moved pointedly to Samantha watching them.

Walter raised his brows at the blonde. “Would you care to assist, Sammy dear?”

Samantha hesitated only a moment before stepping forward on unsteady legs. Kneeling before Brittany’s spread thighs, she tentatively lapped at the glistening mess coating her friend’s skin. Brittany sighed blissfully at the timid kitten licks, burying her fingers in Samantha’s blonde tresses to pull her mouth deeper between her legs. Soon Samantha was sucking and licking eagerly, as aroused by the dirty act as they were. Brittany ground shamelessly against her friend’s devouring mouth.

“That’s it, Sammy, clean up all our naughty mess,” she panted.

When Samantha finally rose, lips glossy and chin dripping, her own thighs were visibly slick with need. She gazed at Brittany and Walter with an almost awestruck desire.

Brittany pulled her close for a deep kiss, sharing the decadent flavors clinging to both their mouths. Then she turned to Walter with a satisfied but sleepy smile.

“I’m suddenly feeling very relaxed. What do you say we jump in the bed for a rest?”

Walter nodded, the champagne and exertion catching up with him all at once. “I think that’s an excellent notion.”

He drew both sated women under the sheets with him, their lush bodies entwining naturally. As they traded lazy caresses, Walter marveled for the hundredth time at how lucky he was to have encountered such uninhibited and giving souls on this birthday getaway. There were likely even more fantasies they could help each other fulfill before parting ways in the morning. But for now, Walter was content simply to hold these radiant creatures close as they drifted into a satiated sleep.