Very good

The surfing is fun, turns out all of you are good, like possibly pro level good. Getting into the wetsuit was weird, but easier than you expected, it is all as if your body remember all of this stuff. You get to see all three of them naked and it is pretty obvious why you have all had sex together, the lot of you could probably be models or something. You are all gorgeous. It is quite the workout, and by noon you have worked up quite the appetite.

Again vegan food is brought out and while it is cold, it isn’t bad. As you are finishing your sandwich, Kara grabs your hand and pulls you away from the others. She has something for you to see. She leads you down a hiking trail for a bit, and you arrive at a little clearing. She pulls a big blanket from her pack, as well as a bottle of wine. “Want a drink?” She asks smiling seductively.

You step in for a kiss and grab the bottle. As it is the finest vintage of gas station wine, it has a screw off lid and you open it up and take a drink. “Not bad.” You lie. She laughs and takes a swig. “See. Pretty good, right?”

“Oh god it’s vinegar. I’m so sorry. I guess I should have known it would suck. I should have just got beer.”

“It’s fine, it’s fine.” You lie and take another drink, “See I like it.” You wipe your mouth.

She smiles, “I’ve got something else you can drink if you prefer.” She unzips her wetsuit and unleashes her long cock. You smile and eagerly slurp down her cock, marveling at just how delicious it is. Are all cocks this delicious, or is it just hers? She eventually lies you down and peals you out of your wetsuit. It is cold enough that she thankfully produces another couple of blankets and the two of you crawl inside. She gets tangled up a bit, “Where the hell is your pussy? Damn it. I just licked the sheet.” You can’t help but laugh as she tickles you all over. “There it is.” She finds your slit and her tongue has you panting very quickly. “You are so wet.” She rolls you over, fingers now working your slit, and licks and slurps away at your ass. “Oh this is nice. I love how tight your ass always is. I don’t know how you do it. Your ass should be wrecked by now.”

“Hey. Are you calling me a slut?” You ask, squirming in her hands. You can barely keep your eyes open, your body is begging to be fucked. “Enough, I love your tongue, and your fingers, but fuck me already.” You beg.

“Butt fuck you? Certainly.” She says playfully.

“Wait, that isn’t what I… ooh that’s nice.” Her long cock slides in to the hilt, delving into the depths of your body. She starts humping into you gently while gripping your chest. She pulls your head to the side and kisses you as she rocks into you, never letting more than a quarter of her long cock slip out. The constant fullness is overwhelming. You are putty in her hands. She picks up the pace and soon has you squealing. Your toes curl, your stomach gets warm, your cheeks flush, eyes flutter, “Oh god, it’s so good.” Then it ends, she pulls all the way out and feeds it to you. Lovingly you slurp and lick every trace of your body off of her cock.

Still rock hard, she climbs on top of you and slides it into your dripping wet pussy. “There we are. Oh I love your heat.” She whispers in your ear as she nibbles on it. She fucks you slow for a bit, then rolls onto her back, pulling you on top of her. She pinches your nipples as you sit up and gyrate on her getting her cock as deeply into you as you can. “That’s nice.” She says quietly, her hands flop on her face as she relaxes and lets you do the work. You rut against her panting, drool flowing down onto her more ample, breasts. You can’t help yourself, you bury your face in them and she squeezes them against your head. Another body tingling orgasm and you start to flop off of her. “Oh no you don’t.” She is out of you for just a few moments, then she is on you, classic missionary position, and starts hammering into you faster and faster till you are howling. She grunts a few times then just grips you tightly, spasms a few times, and fills your womb with her seed. “Oops.” She says holding you tightly. “I was going to pull out I swear.” She kisses you, “Are you on birth control?” When she asks, you search your mind, this bodies mind, for the answer.