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Other People's Houses....a wild weekend

Posted by: SoloTouchArchive Author: hotnipples Posted on: 21 Apr 2004 2 comments
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In the house of a friend's friend my fantasies mingled with reality. I discovered the finest lingerie, books full of erotic stories and fresh pictures the housemistress took to please her husband....my weekend turned into an orgy of masturbation.I house sat for a friend of a friend over a long weekend. They had a beautiful house with amazing views of the water. The husband was a business consultant who traveled, sometimes for weeks. They were both sailors, and Cindy was a rich sailing bum when they met. She enjoyed their house, and she enjoyed her freedom when he was away. My friend told me that she had her girl buddies over every day, and often they'd spend the night or more at her place gathering in the hot tub every day. He thought that she was bi, and that the girls kept Cindy happy while Marcus was away (I thought it was just his fantasy). Before they left, I went to learn about the house. I rang their doorbell on a Wednesday afternoon and after a long wait Cindy answered. She was cute, a large blonde with big boobs and an easy smile. Sure enough, a couple of other cute girls were there hanging out in shorts and halter tops and, by golly, they'd all forgotten to put their bras on! Cindy showed me all about the house and I started to feel pretty frisky. This was going to be great---the house was awesome and the vibes were relaxed and sensual. Cindy told me to have a great time, use the hot tub, eat the food, enjoy the place. She was gracious and generous.Friday night I slipped my key in the lock, entered the empty house and went around turning on lights. I'd eaten already and was going to shower and go to bed. Then I started getting that feeling---my nipples got hard and stingy and my stomach fluttered. I walked outside to the hot tub and looked at the view. As my eyes adjusted to the light some cast-off bikinis caught my eye and I reached over and picked them up. One was pretty large---probably Cindy's. Another was too small for her...hmm, which friend did these belong to? I began to get a hard-on, and the quiver in my belly returned. I stripped naked and stood in the gentle breeze and stroked myself to a nice orgasm. I felt relieved, and realized I was a bit chilly, so I dipped into the hot tub and fell asleep for a moment or two. I half awoke and dreamed of Cindy and her friends, and imagined them in the tub. My dick began to swell again, floating in the water, and I went over to a jet and let the water make me hard and stiff. I fantasized what my friend had imagined-- the girls jilling on the jets, their pussies swollen, sucking each other's breasts, and I felt so sensual and relaxed. I floated in front of the jet for the longest time, enjoying the pulsing on my tender dick until a wave of pleasure gripped my thighs and butt and I pushed myself against the jet, grabbing my cock and holding the tip right at the jet so I could hardly stand the pressure and pain, and held tight on my cock holding in the orgasm until the very last moment, and cuming straight into the jet, wincing with the tender pain, struggling against my weak legs and body spasms to keep the jet on my very tip until I collapsed into the water.The next morning I was up early with the light, made breakfast and planned to catch some rays. I noticed I'd gotten dressed, and thought that was kind of silly, and so I stripped bare to finish my breakfast and get ready for the day. As I was unpacking my things, my cock swelled again, and the urge to explore drawers and nooks again overcame me.I found Cindy's bras and panties easily, and enjoyably examined each one, and felt a thrill go through my body as again my nipples tightened, and the muscles around my breasts came alive. I was about to finish and go outside when I opened the draw beneath. My eyes opened wide---this was Cindy's real collection of lingerie, the pieces to dazzle her man (or her girlfriends)---silk and satin, sexy and smooth. I slipped into one of her satin camisoles and could not resist trying the feel of their matching panties. It felt exquisite and very sexy, but I quickly returned them carefully to her drawer before I dirtied them and went out in the sun.I lay in the sun, snoozing for a while, until I needed to go to the bathroom. I went in to the toilet near the hot tub, the guest bath, and I noticed, under a large stack of magazines, a dog-eared book of women's erotica. I opened it up and read passages here and there---it was incredibly hot. I imagined one of the girls coming down from the hot tub, pulling out this book from where it was buried, and masturbating on the toilet set where I was. I jacked off immediately, shooting cum high into the air. After I'd relaxed, I went down to the master bath---I wanted look around some more and see what I would find. I stumbled on a drawer where Marcus threw his travel gear when he was home. A picture caught my eye in the back of the drawer, and I carefully pulled it out---it was with a set of pictures of Cindy having sex with three of her friends. They were all smiling at the camera, and it was obvious that Cindy had done this to give to Marcus. I recognized two of them from my visit---I couldn't believe my eyes. I almost fainted I was so excited.In most of the pictures, Cindy was on her back and the other girls were pleasuring her her, tenderly, sensuously. You could feel that these were friends, gentle friends and lovers; they touched each other tenderly and familiarly, with soft smiles on their lips. Cindy's breasts were large and full and round, and her nipples were really huge. One girl, I recognized her from my visit, had tiny tits and little pink nipples. I was sure that was her bikini I'd seen on the ground at the hot tub. She had a small mouth, too, and it seemed her small mouth could hardly contain one of Cindy's big nipples.Another girl, soft and curvy with black hair and a creamy complexion, took special delight in licking Cindy's pussy. Cindy was shaven, but I was disappointed that there were not good pictures of her pussy---it was always occupied! But the black-haired girl's pussy was full in the air in a couple of shots, puffy fringed with black hair against her white skin. Her breasts were full and ample with large red nipples. She was super-sensuous.I began to go crazy with my fantasies of life in this house and for the next two days I read every word of the book of erotica, immersed, hotter than I'd ever been, in feminine sex and sensuality. I sometimes even masturbated like a woman, rubbing my "pussy" the space between my balls and my butt, and I slipped into a sexy camisole or panties or other sexy things while I read and imagined I was the woman in the story, or pushed my dick between my legs and watched myself in the mirror while I played with my nipples.At other times I was all male, my dick swollen and tired but uncontrollably stiff and yearning for another cum. I had not cum so many times since I was a young boy, bored one summer at my dad's house, when I would beat off all day long until my dick was sore and even blistered a little. Rummaging drawers again, I found a box of condoms, and the next time I was jacking off I got the idea of fitting myself with a condom. This helped my sore dick, but it was also very exciting to be wearing Marcus' condom, and I enjoyed watching the tip fill with cum. I finished the book, but I was so hot and fired up I read some stories again and got just as hot, or hotter again. On the second day, in the wee hours of the morning, I took the pictures down to a copy shop and ran off a copy for myself to keep, and I took a couple of condoms, too, for when I went home. I was gone before they returned, and never met Marcus. I found an excuse to visit Cindy one afternoon to thank her and tell her that my stay was very pleasant. I thought she blushed when she thanked me for looking after her house.... but probably it was I who was blushing!