Fun on the Lake

It never came to that, though. I had more than enough of the taste of June's pussy right in front of me. I licked and ate her for several minutes while she stood above me on the sofa, leaning against the wall. When she clambered down, she sat on my lap, pulling my cock inside her so she could ride me. I was nervous about kissing her in front of Matt so I let her take the lead. She seemed fine with it. I loved having our tongues in each other's mouths so soon after I just had mine in her pussy.

Matt watched me fuck his fiancée while I watched Beth-Anne give him a blowjob. It occurred to me that it was the second time in two nights that I'd watched him receive head. The scene was a sort of sensory overload. Watching Beth-Anne and Matt was arousing on its own, but June was incredible. She rocked her tiny body back and forth on my lap and slid up and down on my cock, moaning. Sometimes she'd throw her hair back and run her fingers through it. Other times she would rub her hands on her body, starting at her tummy and ending up cupping her smallish tits. A few more thrusts and I was coming again. June stood up, some of my come leaking out onto my cock and legs. She sat down next to me and we both watched Beth-Anne work on Matt.

June touched herself a little while she watched, but I was too spent to do more than watch. It wasn't long before Matt said he was going to come and then Beth-Anne jerked him to a climax, a small jet of come spurting out onto her arm.

We never did finish the movie. I remember waking up on the sofa a few hours later, still naked with everyone else gone. It was sad for it to just end, I thought. The next morning, none of us said a thing about it. I don't know why we all felt so awkward about it, but we just piled in the car like it hadn't happened. I never got together with Beth-Anne again. I did, though, hook up with June several times that summer. All in all, the events of that weekend remain the most powerful erotic memories of my life.