It was a scorching dry day in a long run of hot, dry days. We sauntered back through the trees toward our chalet, our footsteps cushioned by the bed of dry pine needles beneath our feet.
The super-heated air was rich with the aroma of pine and filled with the constant chirping of cicadas. I followed Krissy along the trail.
A fine sheen of sweat glistened on her long toned tan legs which riveted my eyes as she moved forward. Her short denim skirt lifting with every stride to reveal a tantalising glimpse of thigh or buttock.
I could feel that special kind of warmth building between my own thighs along with the accompanying moistening of my pussy. I know, even though I was slick with sweat I could still feel that special moistness.
Another five minutes and we’d walked past the neighbouring chalets and after quickly unlocking the door slumped down in the living area beneath the aircon unit.
Krissy crossed to the fridge and poured two long cold glasses of water, adding a splash of lime cordial to each along with some ice.
“Here, hydrate hun,”
Pausing after a long pull on my drink I offered my thanks before adding, “Wow, this must be the warmest day yet.”
“Thirty-six degrees according to the display on the pool house,” Krissy replied as she sank down to the floor opposite me.
I studied my lover, 5’7 inches tall, and a stunning figure, 34D breasts, tight ass and those tanned legs that were now spread before me. I can hear you all calling me a shallow bitch but to be honest, they were her best features, the ones I fell in love with; that and her liquid brown eyes and razor-sharp intelligence.
Finally, my gaze settled between her legs. Her scrap of a skirt had ridden up to expose the front of her thong. My favourite thong as it happens; ivory cotton, thin and textured like an onion skin.
With a gentle wriggle, my foot fully parted her thighs to allow my toes access to her. Gently my big toe applied pressure as I pictured her pussy. Her plump lips were always so full, so ready to swell and open with arousal.
Just gently flexing my toe was enough to tease the fabric against her lips and slowly but surely it darkened with her juices. Gradually the fine material absorbed her excitement and darkened before turning sheer.
Now I could see her labia, her lips, her cunt, call it what you will, but now the sheer fabric was stretched across her mound and hid nothing from my lusting eyes.
Quickly I removed my foot and swivelled on my belly to plant my face between her thighs.
I pushed my face against the sodden scrap of cloth and inhaled my lover’s essence. The rich aroma of sweat and arousal assailed my senses and made me giddy. I felt my nipples harden as my insides turned to liquid, my pussy tingled, and I felt it gush with my juices, which started to leak from my own wanton slit.
My finger touched her pussy, pressing slightly against her clit.
“OH! OH FUCK YES, Maddie,” she yelped as she bucked her hips in response. As she placed her still full glass on the floor
I knew I had her. Her body was mine to do with as I pleased. This would be quick and powerful.
I moved my finger to pull aside the thong, strings of cum were clinging to it.
With my other hand, I lightly stretch her skin, exposing her swollen clit. Krissy has an amazing clit, like her lips it seems to be permanently aroused.
Out of its delicate sheath and standing to attention, it begs for attention. Like every inch of my darling, it quivered with the need to cum.
It was not time to mess around now, In the one fluid movement, I slipped a finger into her hot slot careful to catch the ribbed patch she loves so much and simultaneously sucked her clit into my mouth.
That does it every time, she blows like a bottle rocket.
Her back arched, her arms thrashed against the floor, and she screamed obscenities as her release hits, coatings my face in her sweet juices.
KNOCK! KNOCK!
“Shit there’s someone at the door,” I hiss.
With a quick dab to my face, which is still wet with Krissy’s cum, I call out, “Just a minute.”
As I make my way to the door. Krissy moves on wobbly legs to a chair out of sight of the door.
Opening the door, I find two beautiful women. It’s obvious they are sisters, they share the same tall, slender frames, full firm busts, and shoulder-length auburn hair. Facially they are alike also, green eyes, high cheekbones. Mother Nature really smiled on these two.
“Hi, we’ve just taken the chalet opposite and thought we should introduce ourselves, I’m Gina, and this is my sister Monica.” Gina looked a little flushed as she spoke.
“Hi, Monica,” I said to her sister who was clearly trying to hide a grin.
“Hope we’re not disturbing anything.”
“I’m Maddie, and I’m here with my girlfriend Krissy whose taking a quick shower at the moment,” I babbled as I offered my hand for a quick shake before continuing, “No, you’re not disturbing anything we just got back from a hike.”
“Okay. Well, we’ll let you get on. We’re going to grill tonight and wondered if you’d like to join us at seven o’clock? Maybe you can give us some pointers on the site and the area.”
With that, they turned toward the chalet opposite, and I lingered to watch matching pairs of Daisy Dukes cross the turning circle and disappear inside their accommodation.
ooOOoo
At a quarter to seven, the smell of hot coals and BBQ started to drift toward our chalet.
I’d changed into a lightweight and largely open-sided pinafore dress with a skimpy crop top underneath to preserve my modesty. It was still too warm to be confined by underwear.
Krissy had gone with her favourite look, another short mini skirt this time paired with a low-cut halter neck top. It was cut well below her breasts, and I knew it required some strategically placed tape to keep her girls secure.
After slipping on our Converses and grabbing a twelve-pack of Corona, we headed over to meet the neighbours.
ooOOoo
Monica and Gina had set the food out on their deck.
“There’s a green salad, and on the grill, we’ve got salmon steaks and chicken breasts,” offered Gina as we each grabbed a chair.
We murmured our appreciation and offered them the Coronas much to Monica’s obvious pleasure
“Mmm, my favourite beer and we have some limes inside,” she exclaimed as she jumped up to get an ice bucket.
In no time at all, we were all tucking into the food and washing it down with chilled beer.
“I have to say this is a delicious meal, we had nothing planned for tonight,” Krissy said as raised her bottle in a toast to our hosts.
“I guess you’d gotten distracted,” giggled Monica.
At which point Gina blushed scarlet and choked on her beer, dribbling a fair bit down her tee-shirt.
Now It was Krissy’s turn to blush but shameless as she is it was quickly replaced by a broad grin as she turned to Monica
“I guess you heard me cumming earlier.”
“Could hardly have missed it,” said Monica raising her beer in a mock salute.
“Well we were on your deck,” Gina said hastily trying to avoid any awkwardness
- can get a little loud in the throes of passion,” I offered up.
“If you need to cum, you need to cum,” declared Monica with her now familiar grin.
“Fuck yes,” responded Krissy and with that, the whole group dissolved into laughter and whooping noises.
From that point, the evening got livelier and more risqué as the beers flowed quickly turning it into a stellar evening.
Eleven o’clock and the weather broke with a sudden huge clap of thunder instantly followed by a deluge of giant rain droplets.
Had we been more observant, we might have noticed the building humidity and thickening clouds, but as it was, we were caught totally by surprise.
Everyone started to grab plates and bowls to run with them inside.
Vivid blue-white lightning turned night to daylight as the rain increased in intensity.
In moments we were all gathered inside their chalet and Gina ran in with the last few items.
“Whoops,” she giggled looking down at her now transparent tee shirt
“NO, that looks just fine to me,” Monica’s voice had taken on a deeper tone, her arousal evident. Her nipples jutting out prominently.
“And no arguments here,” Krissy joined in.
“I guess now is as good a time as any to mention this.” Monica stepped across the floor space to join her sister, “We’re very close as sisters if you get my drift.”
“Yeah, we may get a little noisy too,” added Gina, her cheeks flushing.
And with that, the two of them stepped into a tight embrace. Their lips locked as their tongues met.
I reached out and took Krissy’s hand in mine, letting my finger caress her palm as we watched in silence as these two beautiful sisters expressed their love for each other.
Finally, they released each other and stepped apart.
Both girls were flushed with arousal, large erect nipples topped their full breasts and tented the damp fabric of their tee shirts.
Then I surprised myself by saying, “Maybe you should take those damp clothes off before you catch a cold.”
I’m sure Gina shuddered with arousal before wordlessly slipping her tee off. Her long damp auburn hair just reached the top of her breasts as the rising tee revealed them in all their glory. Large dark areolas tipped with large stubby nipples.
Suddenly I had trouble swallowing as Monica followed suit, her breasts were nearly identical to her sister’s, maybe her nipples were a fraction larger.
Krissy’s breath hissed out, “Holy Fuck!”
In unison, Gina and Monica cupped their breasts and raised them as if offering them to us.
It was Krissy that broke the silence, “Well I think the rain has softened the tape,” and with that she pulled the tie, letting her halter top fall.
She was right, between the rain and her own perspiration the tape had given way allowing her breasts to break free. Despite her dark brown eyes, my darling is pale-skinned with slight pink nipples.
Three pairs of eyes, three pairs of full perky breasts now turned to face me.
What the fuck I thought as I fumbled the fastening allowing my dress to slip from my shoulders.
Quickly before I could chicken out, I pulled the crop top over my head and tossed it to the floor.
Now I was standing naked before three beautiful women. The rain had brought with it a cooler breeze, and it was raising the slender nipples atop my slight 34A breasts.
“Ooh, look , Gina, such cute titties. Aren’t they adorable?”
Monica retorted, “And look at that smooth kitty. Wouldn’t you like to lap at that?”
I much have blushed beat red , however Krissy stepped forward and locked her lips on mine, our tongues touched as our lips parted. My hands roam over her breasts, making sure to pinch and tug her nipples. Her loud groans signified her pleasure, and I move on to cup her mons.
I could feel how swollen and aroused her pussy was as she instantly coated my hand with her nectar.
We both turned our heads to face Monica and Gina.
They smiled and echoed our movements before Gina dropped to her knees and buried her face in her sister’s smooth tanned pussy.
Monica’s reaction was instantaneous. Her entire body twitched as if shocked before her hand slipped into Gina’s hair.
The chalet door was still open, and the smell of pine and fresh rain was strong on the freshening breeze.
Only now the familiar scent of arousal was mixing with it. That oh so distinctive musk of wet pussy that never fails to send a quiver through my being.
Gina moved her head back, her face slick with her sisters’ juices. Krissy and I feasted our eyes on Monica’s pussy. Waxed smooth and tanned like the rest of her it was slick with cum. Strands of cum were smeared across her thighs.
Gina ran her fingers through her sister’s folds, slowly opening them to reveal the gem within.
The hood was back, and Monica’s clit was erect for all to see, and oh fuck I thought, it’s pierced. She sported a small silver ring with a glittering inset stone.
Gina took the ring between her teeth and lovingly tugged at it. Monica screamed. From where we stood, we could see her juices spray across Gina’s face and breasts.
Gina was deceptively strong, her back rippled as she took the weight of her orgasming sister, slowly lowering her to the floor as her legs turned to jelly.
Unbidden Krissy and I stepped over to assist, between us we helped guide her limp body down.
I looked across Monica’s prone body, slick with sweat despite the breeze, her nipples large and rigid. Her legs splayed, leaving her slit open for all to see. Her clit had relaxed, but only as far as the silver piercing would allow. Her mound was slick with cum, her lips still puffy with arousal.
I turned to Gina. “Your sister has the most beautiful cunt, I just love that piercing.”
“It’s her pin,” laughed Gina, “Pull on it, and she explodes.”
“She’s very sticky and cum stained,” Krissy’s voice had deepened again, “May I.”
Gina nods her permission, and Krissy leaned over Monica allowing her long damp hair to drag across her belly.
Monica smiled in response before groaning in pleasure as my darling dragged her tongue along her pussy lips.
Krissy looked up at Gina and me her eyes alight with mischief and desire. Then returned to the task at hand, her head dipped again, and she started vigorously cleaning Monica. Long, languid strokes along the lips, shorter stab like darts into her pussy before ever so gently licking and sucking around the piercing.
Monica just purred in pleasure as she raised up onto her elbows to watch.
I turned to Gina as she placed a hand on my shoulder. Our lips locked before parting to the onslaught of our tongues.
I broke contact and pushed Gina back against the couch. One quick tug and her string thong was below her knees just caught around one foot.
Like her sister, she was waxed smooth but with a slighter ‘Innie’ pussy, and I could immediately see the ring that protruded from her clit. Identical to Monica’s ring but with a red stone instead of green.
“Our birthstones,” giggled Gina.
Slowly I traced around the ring with my finger, gently lifting it with my fingertip, “And if I pull this will you go bang too.”
“Oh, fuck, yes.”
Quickly I swung a leg across Gina’s body and lowered my sodden pussy to her face.
I heard her inhale deeply and then felt her warm breath across my cunt lips. Her nose pressed against my anus and sends a shiver of anticipation through my body.
“Oh, you like ass play do you,” murmured Gina.
In response, I let my tongue dance along her perineum flicking against her smooth pink ring. This time the body beneath me shuddered.
I felt her hands grip my hips and then her tongue assaulted me, my lips, my mons, my ass, nothing was missed by her skillful mouth and fingers.
I tightened my grip on her thighs and did my best to return the pleasures that I felt.
We writhed and wriggled, we griped, we hugged, we tongued, we licked nothing was out of bounds. For ten glorious minutes, it was just Gina and me. We were oblivious to all else, the rain, our partners, just how hard that bloody damn floor was.
Finally, Gina drove me over the edge. I think it was her sucking on my clit as she pressed two fingers deep inside my ass, but I may recall wrongly.
I do know that my orgasm was huge, fucking huge, That I gushed cum all over her face as I screamed in release.
I remember pulling on Gina’s ring, it was all I could do. My muscles were spent; it was like I had been tasered.
I just managed to lift my head and drag my tongue along her cunt lips one last time before gripping her ring between my teeth and gently tugging.
Gina went rigid beneath me, her breathing stopped, her cries of pleasure stopped, like a tsunami when the tides go out before the water rushes in.
Gina relaxed beneath me, just a fraction, but by then I was so attuned to her body I felt everything.
I felt her breath against my butt again as her body trembled. I heard the start of a long wail of pleasure, and then her cum sprayed my face. Tangy, salty cum, in my mouth, my nose, my eyes, and my hair. Torrents of cum hit my face but guess what? I kept my face there, as close as I could get to her cunt and I took all that she had to give. It was amazing.
A brief round of applause woke us from our reverie. Monica and Krissy stopped clapping to offer us towels and blankets.
“This rain is amazing, never seen rain so hard,” offered Krissy.
“We’re country girls, and rain like this is infrequent,” nodded Gina.
We had dragged the couch and a couple of armchairs to the double doors that led out onto the deck and were just watching the storm.
Lightning split the inky black sky, huge thunderous rumbles shook the chalet, seemingly trapped within the valley, and the rain just fell in sheets.
Our chalet was obscured by the dense curtain of rain, even the porch light was barely visible. Not that we would be heading home anytime soon for two rather important reasons. The track between our chalets was now a small but vigorously moving stream, and if I’m honest, here there was more fucking to be done.
Now Krissy and I have been together for six years. We met through mutual friends, and it was lust at first sight and love followed quickly on behind. Our love is deep, and neither of us imagines life without the other. We’ve even bought an apartment together; we’ve made investments together.
Just above my clit is a tattoo of a heart inscribed Krissy. Similarly positioned on Krissy is a matching heart with Maddie. We are very secure with each other, so the occasional adventure is okay.
ooOOoo
Bright orange lights swirled against the night sky accompanied by the deep rumble of a powerful diesel engine.
A large pick-up truck, roof bars flashing worked its way down the trail between the chalets.
Pausing alongside our deck a large densely bearded head appeared from the driver’s window. “You Girls alright, this storm is huge,” shouted the driver over the noise of the rain and his engine.
“Yes, we’re fine, thank you” Monica shouted back.
“Have you seen anyone from chalet Five, opposite?”
Making sure my blanket was secure, I stood to shout back, “Hi, we’re here too, all safe together.”
“We have fresh coffee and travel mugs; would you like one to take with you,” offered Gina.
George, a co-owner of the camping ground, eagerly accepted the steaming brew before inching his truck off down the track.
“That was generous of you,” I smiled at Gina.
“What the coffee seemed like the least we could do.”
“Yeah, but when you turned to fetch it, George got a full view of your bare ass and pussy lips,” I giggled.
“His eyes were out on sticks, guess he’s an ass man and that’s why he asked for extra sugar,” Monica added.
“That truck is surely a stick shift now,” howled Krissy.
“Out in this weather he’s earned a glimpse of pussy,” Gina joined in laughing as she dropped her blanket and wiggled her ass to the world.
I leaned forward, planting a firm kiss on her ass cheek before she sat down.
ooOOoo
Two AM, and the storm was still strong. Maybe not as full-blown as an hour earlier but it was still windy and wet. The thunder and lightning had decreased in frequency and intensity, just the odd clap or flash.
I guess that’s why it was so shocking when that last barrage of lightning struck.
A vivid blue streak followed by the crack of a tree splitting and crashing down in the woods around us.
“Holy Fuck that was close,” screamed Krissy.
“Fuck, smell it, I can smell the lightning,” Monica said her voice shaking.
“It’s okay, it’s the ozone you can smell. Lightning ionizes the air,” I tried to reassure everyone.
With that my calming words of reassurance went up in smoke. Literally up in smoke as one last mother of a lightning strike hit the powerlines. The transformer exploded in a shower of reds and yellows as flames shot up in the air.
For what seemed like ages nobody spoke. We just sat there as the dark descended upon us. Jet black countryside; dark not the dim glow of town life.
“Nobody move,” Monica said, “We have a couple of battery lanterns, so stay still while I fetch them.”
After a few minutes of shuffling and muttering from Monica the warm yellowy glow of a lantern, lit the chalet.
“I have another lantern here, and a gas-powered burner for more coffee,” Monica added.
“Gotta love batteries,” Krissy’s voice, as ever going for the double entendre.
“Some of my best friends rely on batteries,” giggled Gina.
“Mine too,” I joined in.
“The national grid would struggle with your needs,” laughed Krissy.
“There’s always a way if the body is willing,” laughed Monica before going on to explain that dildos had been around for thousands of years and that the oldest example ever found was made of siltstone and was estimated to be twenty-eight thousand years old.
All this delivered in her best public broadcasting voice before she lost it completely whilst talking of bananas and cucumbers. Something to do with nuns and their being disappointed that their salad was diced.
“It’s amazing what can turn a person on,” I was really just thinking aloud, but I tend to lack a filter at times.
“Krissy has a real thing for red painted toes and soft, smooth feet in heels,” I added.
Not to be outdone, Krissy answered back, “Maddie loves her ass played with.”
“Mmm! I know,” Gina murmured from her corner.
“No wonder she hit it off with Gina, nothing she likes more than a plug in her ass.”
“What about you, Monica, what’s your trigger?” Krissy asked sounding horny again’
“I’ll answer that,” Gina butted in. “Strapons, she just loves strapons and double dildos, don’t you sis?”
“It’s true, strapons, dildos, and outdoor sex will get me every time. Oh, and fucking my beautiful sister,” conceded Monica with a lustful grin.
“So, if you could do anything right this moment, what would it be?” I asked.
“Anything?” queried Monica.
“Anything?” all three of us chorused back.
“In that case, I would get my favourite strappy, its eight inches of cool dimpled red silicon with a nub that fits tight inside me and I would...”
“You would what,” I asked again breathlessly.
“Okay. I would take Maddie outside into the rain and fuck her over that table.” Monica’s eyes locked onto mine, “So, what do you say to that?”
My voice sounded distant as I caught Krissy’s eyes seeking and registering her nod of approval.
“I’d say, FUCK ME.”
ooOOoo
The rain had lessened the drops were smaller but still constant and still chilly. I was sitting in one of the two Adirondack chairs on the deck. Having shed my blanket, I was completely naked. Fully reclined I had a leg draped over either arm, ensuring that I was as open as possible and fully displayed for all to see.
There was a lot to see. Gina has supplied me with a purple two-pronged dildo. Firm enough to please but flexible enough to enter both holes at once. I’m guessing you know the one, hey you probably even have one.
So, there I sat working myself up as I waited for Monica. Teasing each hole, spreading my love juices whilst loosening myself up.
Monica was standing just before me. She called it getting kitted up.
A red leather harness cinched firmly around her waist. I had seen several inches of red silicon fit securely between her amazingly wet cunt lips as she stepped into the harness. Gina had assisted with the final adjustments with familiar ease.
Monica stepped out onto the deck, hands on her hips like Wonder woman. Eight inches of firm red silicon stood proudly before her. It jiggled slightly with her every move.
“Maddie, you ready darling?” she inquired.
“Fuck, YES!”
My lover, my life, my Krissy stepped forward to help me from the chair. As I stood, she reached down between my open legs to tug the phallus free. I heard and felt the plop as it exited both holes. I trembled in anticipation of what was to follow.
Stepping over to the table, I leaned forward across it, stretching my arms to grip the far edge. I could feel my ass raise in the air.
My mind flashed back to childhood spankings, images of clothes, brushes, and long-forgotten stinging cheeks.
As I relaxed against the table, the ice-cold rainwater that had puddled on it enveloped my hot aching nipples. “Oh, Fuck!” I whimpered as shots of pleasure radiated from my breasts straight to my throbbing slit.
“Maddie you should see yourself, so fucking hot,” Krissy was by my side.
I pictured it in my head, myself stretched naked across the table, Krissy and Gina were spread-eagled in the Adirondacks frigging their pussies and Monica in her red strappy positioned herself behind me, all this set against the black night sky and the constant rain. I felt Monica’s hands caress my lower back and ass cheeks, her fingers trailing between my cheeks before her fingers parted my lips.
I responded to her touch. My entire body on fire with desire pushing back against her hand.
OH Fuck, I felt the dildo slip between my cheeks. Monica was rubbing the head back and forth. From my cunt lips to my anus, I could feel the bulbous head nudging along against my skin. Cold rain and girl cum blending together to smooth its passage.
Despite the cool rain, Monica’s thighs were warm as they brushed against mine: firm muscled thighs nudging against my ass cheeks and legs.
Her finger pressed against my star, gentle firm pressure opening my most secret of places.
Slowly but firmly, her finger broke my resistance before filling my ass. I could feel her flexing her finger against the walls of my passage. Slowly stretching and opening. Fuck I could even feel icy cold rain trickling into my ass. My entire body shuddered in pleasure and anticipation of what was to come.
I was expecting the dildo in my cunt. I was desperate to feel that dildo in my cunt. My mind’s eye was picturing that thick red dildo splitting open my cunt.
So, imagine my surprise when a cold glass plug suddenly filled my ass.
I screamed in shock and pleasure. I clearly heard Gina groan in approval.
Oh, fuck my ass was so full, and it felt amazing.
I struggled to relax my body. I called on every yoga method I knew to balance my breathing,
Then I felt that silicon head at my cunt lips. One quick flick along my slit, then straight in.
Monica just pushed straight in, but I was incredibly wet, cum had been running down my thighs since I’d watched her kit up.
I could feel her warmth against my ass cheeks. The leather was soft against my skin.
Monica began to move. Each stroke slow and deliberate. Each stroke seemed to fill me even more. With every move she made, I groaned louder. I may have been soaked below, but now saliva was flooding my mouth. I was dribbling from both ends.
Krissy and Gina were now laying on the deck. Their legs entwined. Their pussies engaged in a dance of passion. Their own howls of desire and pleasure adding to those of Monica and mine.
I could feel my orgasm building. That tightening deep inside, that tingling of nerve endings.
Monica clearly felt the pleasure of being filled herself was driving that cock deep inside of me. A small part of me knew I would be sore in the morning. The bigger part was lost in a world of pleasure.
“FUCK ME, FUCK ME. I’m CLOSE,” I screamed into the night air.
Monica responded by shifting position.
Now the dildo was against the plug. I shuddered and screamed. I gripped that fucking table whilst pushing back to take it all.
More lightning, this time in my head as my orgasm tore me apart. I can’t describe it in any detail, it was huge, and it blew my fucking mind.
I know Monica pulled out casting the strappy aside. I can still see her now slapping her swollen lips before spraying her cum all over my ass.
I remember Krissy and Gina appearing from nowhere to gently clean us with their mouths.
Then we were all sitting back inside the chalet. Draped in blankets and towels with more hot coffee.
I was snuggled against Krissy. Monica and Gina were on the couch.
“The rain has finally stopped,” I announced to all.
With that, the orange strobes returned, and George pulled up alongside the chalet.
“Everything okay with you girls. Chalet seven reported screaming from up here.”
“Might have been when the transformer got hit. We did get a little loud,” Krissy offered.
“Okay, well the storms passed, and the forecast is for sun again, so enjoy the rest of your stay.” The truck pulled away and around the bend.
“Look, the sunrise is coming,” Gina pointed to the horizon.
“Yes, and we have another ten days to enjoy ourselves some more,” I added with a giggle.
