After the beach 2

AFTER THE BEACH 2 By Smokey Having finally convinced my wife, Chel, to bed two of my good friends had me feeling about ten feet tall. Both Don and Gary had been impressed with Chel's charms and Chel's response the next night convinced me that her putting out for my friends was only an example of how much she loved me. Other than that I didn't get to see my bride in action and Don was very crude in his desire to share Chel's charms again. All in all things had gone perfectly. In fact, Don's attitude concerned me enough that I was convinced that it wouldn't be the best idea to let him participate again. Every time Don asked about another night with Chel, he would say things like, "Let's get her to pull a train," or "how many guys do you think she'd do in a night?" I just ignored him and told him that he had to remember that this was a one time thing. Finally, he stopped asking. I really thought that my life couldn't get any better. I had the girl of my dreams and for the first time in my life I knew it was true, she had done everything I had asked her to do. Our love life was great and there was many a night when I would come home late and Chel would attack me, with her pussy wet and her back door lubed. She knew how to make her man happy and she was doing it. As for my buddy Don, he had gotten over not being able to get back into Chel's pants. It wasn't long before I was hearing that Don had found some whore to perform for him and his pals from work. Don and those guys would stop at strip club not far from where they worked. Don would have this woman stashed in his van, who would put out for all of the guys. I thought this sounded pretty unbelievable and decided I had to check it out. So, one day I called Chel and told her I was going to have to work late again and stopped over at the club. When I got to the club I found Don and his pals, mostly guys I didn't know. They were sitting in a large round booth at the back of the club facing the stage. The guys were all laughing and having a good time but there wasn't a spot available for me to join them. So Don got up and sat in the next booth with me. He asked me what got me to stop by and I told him I had heard that he had finally gotten that girl he was looking for and that I wanted to check out his van. With that Don, laughed, he said, "So Gary let you know about the girl in the van?" "And you want to try her out?" I really had no interested in participating, despite having enjoyed Chel's adventure I had no desire to cheat on her. So, I told him, "No, I don't want to try her out, I just wanted to see if it was true." "So, is she in the van?" Don said, "No, here's the problem with using the same whore. After a while the guys think she's pretty used. So most of these guys don't want to fuck her." I said, "So, you don't bring her any more?" Don said, "No man, she's under the table." I said, "She's where?" "She's under the table and from the look on his face, I'd say she's sucking Bob's cock." He said. "It's really a good thing man, you get to sit back and watch a fine chick strip, while a whore sucks on your cock." "You can't beat that." I looked over at the table and realized that the plastic table covers went all the way to the floor and it would hide any funny business from anyone else's eyes. I also was able to quickly figure out who Don's buddy Bob was. He was the guy who was breathing funny and being given a hard time by the other guys. It was at about that moment that it hit me what Don really thought about women who were open with their charms. He really did see them as whores. I made up my mind that my one time asking Chel to put out was the last time. It wasn't long after that when I left and went home. When I got there, I found a note from Chel that she was out with friends. When she got home about two hours later, I couldn't tell her where I had been, but I told her how much I loved her and how much I appreciated her. I kissed her long and hard and knew that I would never let anyone use her again. It was probably a month later when Don and I and some of our old pals from school got together to watch a baseball game. After the game we started talking about all of us guys going on a fishing trip before the summer ended. We were going back and forth about if we should do it as a "guy thing" or a couples thing, and then Don said he didn't think he could go without his wife, so it was decided to ask our girls. Don said he would coordinate who was coming and the cabin. When I told Chel, she was pretty excited and even volunteered to organize the food. Before we left Chel had me packing a ton of food into the car, so I was looking forward to a great weekend. Chel and I were a little late leaving on Friday night, but we made good time getting to the lake. When we got to the cabin, it was one of those with a large kitchen and great room combination with the bedrooms down the hall. Gary, Don and several of the guys helped us to unload the car. When Chel and I started to take our stuff to a bedroom down the hall, I asked Don where his wife was and he said she couldn't make it. By the time we got to our room, I mentioned to Chel that I hadn't seen any other women there. Chel laughed and said, "That's all right honey, I'll be fine." It hit me again, just how special a wife I had. She had done all of this work figuring out food for the trip, talking with Don about how many people would be coming, doing the shopping and now, when there weren't going to be any other women for her to talk to, she was still being a good sport. With that I gave her a kiss told her that I loved her and we headed out to join the guys. When we got into the living area, the guys had dragged out a bunch of mattresses from the other bedrooms and put them together on the floor. For a minute I thought it looked like they were trying to put together a wrestling mat. But it soon became clear that wasn't what was on their mind at all. It was Don who announced, "Let's get this party started." With that my young bride walked to the center of the room, in the middle of the mattresses and dropped her sun dress to the ground. She didn't have a stitch on underneath. It was clear that she and Don had planned on her coming here and servicing the guys and everybody knew about it except me! Needless to say. Chel wasn't standing there alone very long. The guys were on her in a second. In a minute she was sucking cock and within five minutes she had a cock in both her pussy and her mouth and it was clear that she knew what she was doing. There was only so much of this I could take, and eventually I went out on the porch and had a smoke. About five minutes later, my good friend Don came out to talk to me. He told me that I sure had one hot woman and that there is just no way that one man could satisfy her. He said that when he explained my problem to the other guys, they were happy to help out. That was why they didn't bring their girls. I couldn't think of anything to do at that point but to save face. If I told Don I was pissed at him, then he'd know that I didn't want Chel screwing around. So I simply said, "You're right I sure am a lucky guy." I went inside and waited for the other guys to finish with her. I couldn't break anything up or do anything so it just made sense to wait for them to be done and take her to bed. When they were finished with her she was covered in cum and it was leaking out of her pussy and ass hole. When we got to the bedroom, she was on me in a second. Suddenly her energy was back and she was dying for us to make love. I have no idea what came over me but I couldn't resist her. I had to have her too. She knelt in front of me and sucked my cock. When I got hard she got up on our bed and said, "My butt is all lubed up the way you like it." I couldn't say no. ? more of the weekend to come 3942 1.25/512345