Group Sex in Florida - Erotic Story

Group Sex in Florida

Thanks Mark, Peter & Tiffany

I was only a week into my grand tour when I hit Florida. I had been keeping myself amused on the open highways with my favourite vibrators when I was just about beginning to hope I might get a speeding ticket and the chance to, at least, suck my way out of it. There is only so much fun a girl can have on her own, right, and a traffic cop on a Harley is kind of a fantasy thing for me.

As my luck had it, when I did lose control the one time, it was a hard-faced ladycop in a car stopped me and I had to smile sweetly and keep my legs pressed together to hide the huge black vibrator I was still enjoying under my short skirt when she pulled me over. While I sat there growing redder and redder, feeling the vibrations deep inside me and my cum already squeezing out of my tight pussy, I had to make out it had been the map falling off the seat making me swerve a minute earlier.

I played my Englishness and recent arrival and she let me off with a stern warning. Busying myself with the map as she walked back to her car, as soon as she drove off I just let myself go, grabbing the vibrator and plunging it in and out of my sopping hole as fast as I could, rubbing my clit with my other hand until my orgasm ripped through me. I came for I don't know how long, it felt like forever, each involuntary movement on the seat twitching the shaft inside me and causing me to shudder again.

As I said, I don't know how long I sat there but I was still squirming blissfully when I noticed the ladycop driving back down the road towards me. I pulled myself together and pulled away as quickly and smoothly as I could, waving at her politely as she passed by. I had to stop again a mile or so further on to clean myself up and to change out of my cum-soaked panties and skirt before I hit the next town, now more desperate than ever to get a real cock inside me.

A few hours later, after a quick nap and a shower at my hotel, I slipped into a short black dress that did nothing to hide my tits and stopped only just short of revealing my favorite white silk knickers working their way into my slot, already damp in anticipation of the night ahead. I called a cab, put on my stiletto heels and went down to wait in the lobby.

The girl at the desk was about my age, very tall and with hair to envy, straight and black, flowing over her shoulders and on down to the small of her back. Her face, I noticed, was beautiful, too, with deep dark eyes and the sharpest lips a tongue could ever flick through. Even in the plain uniform she wore at the hotel she caught the eye. We chatted while I waited for my cab to arrive and she told me of a bar she drank at. I figured, if she drank there, the good looking men would drink there, too.

I took up my stool at the bar maybe a little early, too used to England, so the clientele when I arrived were mainly businessmen catching a beer with their buddies before going home to their wives. A couple of them started making drunken small talk at the bar but I really wasn't interested. I wanted animal man, not drunk in a business suit. I accepted a drink from one guy, it would have been rude to refuse, but stopped his hand when it landed on my knee and started fumbling up my thigh toward the hem of my dress.

At around nine o'clock the evening people began to arrive. I could see the door reflected in the mirror behind the counter and was watching all the happy couples come in, and beginning to feel a little drunk and sorry for myself, when I noticed an enormous bulge come through the door, in a pair of trousers worn by a guy with nothing wrong with him at all. I had to turn on my stool to make sure I hadn't imagined it or the mirror was distorting things. Jesus! It was for real.

I hadn't been bothered to notice who this guy had arrived with so watched him carry two beers and a wine back to a table. I saw he sat with one other guy, facing away from me, and Tiffany, the girl from reception at the hotel. Now I really did start to get jealous of her. Feeling a little too drunk all of a sudden, and with my pussy pulsating at just the thought of a good fucking, I sat myself straighter on the stool and turned back to the mirror so I could watch his reflection a little more privately than I had been, gawping across the room.

I was so absorbed in my fantasies of unleashing this monster cock, stroking it, sucking it and having it inside me, I didn't notice Tiffany leaving the table and coming to stand next to me. It was only when she blocked my view and I had to turn around that I noticed she was there. She apologised for my first night in the bar being a quiet one and invited me over to join her friends.

At the table I sat between Tiffany and Peter, directly opposite the bulge, it belonged to Tiffany's boyfriend Mark, and found myself having to try real hard to concentrate on the smalltalk of jobs and cars and travels while my mind was filled to bursting with the thought of that cock, just out of view past the edge of the table, filling my pussy to bursting, too. Just as I was getting desperate to rub myself off, back to my senses, I felt Peter's hand slide gently over from his own knee to mine. My thighs parted of their own accord and I began to enjoy his strong fingers massaging their way up under my dress.

By the time Peter hooked his thumb under my knickers and set his fingers to finding their way through the damp of my pussy hair, a new crowd had come into the bar and were loudly celebrating a guy's birthday, I was more than ready to accept Tiffany's invitation back to her place, where things might be quieter. I excused myself to the ladies' room, touched up my make up and slipped my knickers into my purse for safe keeping.

Walking the two blocks to Tiffany's apartment I was regretting wearing stiletto heels and stumbled a couple of times even before we reached the liquor store to pick up some more wine to take back with us. The evening breeze under my dress was keeping me very much aware of how if I fell over the whole world would see just how eager my pussy was for a good fucking. I gratefully took Peter's arm for support for the last few hundred yards.

The apartment was warm and the lights low as I settled into the softness of the couch while Mark went to put some music on and Tiffany fetched a bottle of wine. I was a little surprised when Peter knelt in front of me, slipped off my shoes and began massaging my feet. It tickled at first but I soon found myself lost in the sensation as I relaxed, leaned back and closed my eyes.

I could hear a smile on Tiffany's face when she offered me another glass of wine and realised why when I opened my eyes. I must have slid down in the seat because my dress had ridden up almost to my waist and my naked pussy was on show to the room. I could almost feel Peter's eyes burning into me and figured now was as good a time as any. Too late to be embarrassed, I spread my legs wide, reached forward for Peter's head and pulled his mouth against me.

Peter responded by pressing my legs even wider apart and pushing his tongue deep inside me, flicking it around and teasing my clit with his teeth. Mark then moved around behind me and leant over to play with my tits, rolling my nipples between his fingers and kneading me hard through the material of my dress. In moments I was crying out for someone to fuck me properly.

While Mark held my ankles from behind me and kept my legs apart, I watched Peter stand to undo his jeans. Unable to do much else I reached up and started to undo Mark's belt, desperate to get hold of the monster I had been thinking of ever since it walked into the bar. Tiffany's hands appeared from behind Mark and disappeared into his waistband at just about the same moment I felt Peter's cock at the entrance to my hole. I looked down just in time to watch it slide right in to me and to feel Peter's balls bang against my ass. A real man inside me atlast, I forgot the monster and just grabbed Peter's butt to pull him deeper into me as he started to pump slowly in and out.

Mark turned away towards Tiffany and left me to wrap my legs around Peter while he fell forward and began sucking at my tits through my dress. It wasn't long before he gripped the material in his teeth and flicked back his head, tearing the black to reveal the firm white of my tits underneath. I pulled his head down again to suck my rock hard nipples and lost myself in my first orgasm of the night.

Peter slid me onto the floor and turned me into a kneeling position so he could get up me from behind, pushing my shoulders down and squashing my tits to the carpet. When he reached round and started playing with my clit I looked up to see Mark's monster just inches from my face. With Peter pulling me back onto him by my hips I stretched forward to grab Mark's softening tool and took just the purple head of it into my mouth.

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I could taste Tiffany's juices already on it and sucked as hard as I could to bring it back to life that I might yet get a chance for the ride of my life.

I felt Peter twitch and buck against my ass as he shot his load up me and let go of me, freeing me to concentrate on Mark. As his cock reared again to its full size it was all I could do to get my hand half way around it and trace its outline with my tongue. Sucking just the tip again I squeezed it between my tits and wanked it until I couldn't wait any longer. Pushing him backwards onto the floor, I slithered up his body until I could feel his cock nudging against my pussy. I took a deep breath and slid the whole thing inside me in one go, half screaming as I felt myself stretching further than ever before and Peter's cum squeezing out of me as Mark's cock forced its way in. I came almost immediately, caught between pleasure and pain, and rode him for all I was worth, grinding myself against him and lifting myself up until nearly being free before plunging back down his slippery shaft.

Peter then moved around in front of me for his turn in my mouth and I was busily sucking him as hard as I could when I felt something rub against my asshole as I slid up and down more easily now on Mark's monster cock. The next time I felt it the same and the third time, just as I leant forward to lower a tit into Mark's open mouth, I felt something hard and cold shove right into my ass. I looked back and saw Tiffany's eyes glinting and her small tits bouncing as she pistoned into me wearing a black strap-on that was nearly as big as her boyfriend.

When Mark finally started to flex beneath me and pump his cum deep into me, Peter's cock slipped out of my mouth and sent his load spurting across my cheek and into my hair, while Tiffany carried on ramming her strap-on manhood hard as she could up my ass with Mark softening inside me. That was just about enough for me and I screamed into another orgasm, pressing down onto Mark and back against Tiffany before slumping forward, exhausted and quite satisfied by my three new friends.

I rolled off Mark and lay quiet for a moment. With my face spattered with Peter's load and my dress torn away from my tits, I could feel my pussy, stretched to its limit, leaking Mark's cum to run down over my well fucked asshole. I felt a blissful sleep creeping over me again, this time with Tiffany gently licking her boyfriend's seed from the hotspot between my legs as he fucked her slowly into her from behind. My heart still racing, it was all I could do to press my thighs against her ears and reach down to stroke her long black hair before I drifted off. The last thing I heard was Peter whispering, Welcome to Florida.