Secluded lake house

We ride in Joey’s SUV. Joey drives and Monica sits in the passenger seat. Phoebe and I ride together in the back. We are on a long car ride to northern Minnesota.

When Monica heard that the trip wouldn’t be an all inclusive beach vacation, she tried to back out. She did not want a vacation that involved putting on bug spray, and cooking your own meals. I agreed that this didn't sound as appealing as the Caribbean, but we would still enjoy it. Minnesota in the summer wouldn’t be bad.

We decided with Joey and Phoebe to conquer the road trip together. We packed up the trunk with luggage and coolers. We had to do a lot of prep for this trip. Each of us had to take an STD test, and show the results to Courtney. Then each of the women had to be on birth control. I guess they had learned from the mistake with Rachel.

Phoebe asks, “Have you guys done anything special to prepare for this trip?”

Monica responds, “I started working out. I checked out Courtney and Katy and I’m going to feel so fat. I doubt my exercising did anything to my body, but I feel better.”

“You’re not fat,” Joey says. “You look great. I’m sure they’re going to be jealous when their husbands are all over you.”

“Did you do anything special?” I ask Phoebe.

She takes my hand and places it on her lap, “We got waxed. I’m totally smooth now.”

Joey adds, “I sort of regret it. Grown men should have some pubic hair.”

“Oh my god! Are you serious?” Monica exclaims.

In response, Joey unzips his pants with one hand, while steering with the other. He pulls his underwear down enough to expose his smooth pubic region to my wife.

“That’s crazy. It’s going to be weird giving you a blowjob without feeling hair.” Monica says.

Joey pushes his pants down more and pulls out his soft cock. “How about you see how it feels now?”

My hand slides down between Phoebe’s legs. My fingers rub her warm pussy through her yoga pants. Phoebe tells Joey, “Both hands on the wheel and looking straight ahead. If you get into any sort of wreck, Monica is going to bite your dick off.”

Monica looks back at me nervously asking for permission, “I’ve never done this before. Do you think I should?”

I say, “Go for it. Just don’t let him drive off the road.”

She unbuckles and then leans over the center console. Her head disappears behind the drivers seat. Joey moans, “Oh fuck yeah.”

Phoebe looks at me and asks, “You want some head too?”

“Uh yeah,” I say. We both unbuckle. Hopefully we don’t all crash and die on our way to a swingers party. Phoebe works my zipper, and I lift my hips to slide my pants down. She grabs my cock and swirls her tongue on my tip. She sucks me in. My cock quickly fills and grows as she sucks me. She sucks me soft and slowly.

I reach over and massage her ass through her tight pants. I look up front to see Monica sit up. She ties her hair up. Joey asks, “Do you mind if I come in your mouth?”

“Since you’re driving, you can,” Monica says and then lowers her face into Joey’s lap. I can really hear her sucking and slurping on his cock.

Joey moans, “Oh fuck. What a good little cocksucker. Let’s see if you can get it all the way down.” I hear my wife gagging as she tries to deepthroat him.

Phoebe looks up at me and smiles while she takes a break from sucking. Her fingernail traces around my cockhead. She says, “You’re not going to come for hours. I’m going to keep you hard, and your balls are going to fill and want to explode, but I’m not going to let them.”

After this declaration that I wouldn’t be allowed to come, I hear Joey groan and feel the car swerve a little. “Oh fuck. Oh yes, fucking swallow it all Monica. Mmm yeah keep sucking. Fuck.”

Monica sits back up wiping her mouth, and buckles back up. I know Joey fucked her before, but it’s still a shock seeing her swallow another man’s cum. My cock is even harder now than when Phoebe was sucking it. She looks back at me and glances at my lap. She says, “Wow your cock looks huge in Phoebe’s hand.”

Phoebe squeezes my cock. “Yeah he’s a girthy boy. But he doesn’t get to come for a while. I think we still have three hours of driving. And we still need to stop for lunch.”

Phoebe keeps me hard. She occasionally sucks me, but she gets more creative as the trip goes on. She massages my balls. Traces the veins of my cock with her red nails. She teases me. Rubs her nipples through her shirt. Flashes her piercings. Stretches down the waistband of her yoga pants to show me how smooth her pussy is. Sits on my lap and grinds on me while I play with her tits.

She kept me hard without rubbing me raw. Seeing all this got Monica going. Soon Joey arm was over the console and his hand was buried in her pants. After a while he takes it out and reaches it back to my face, he says, “Can you clean your wife’s pussy off my fingers?”

I open my mouth, and suck on his fingers. I smell and taste my wife on him. My cock wants to explode. I’m so turned on. I’ve almost come a dozen times, but Phoebe keeps backing off at the last moment.

We’ve left the paved roads. We’re getting close to the lake house. With the car vibrating on the bumpy dirt and gravel, Phoebe finally returns to giving me head. This time with vigor. From the front seat, Monica says, “Come down her throat, baby. Fill her stomach.”

I groan and my cock throbs. Phoebe pulls her mouth off my cock, and strokes my cock. The first two streams of semen fly up and land on my face. The next ones cover my shirt. I’m breathing heavy. I don’t think I’ve ever come so much. I’m just happy I finally came. I don’t even care I’m covered with my own jizz.

Joey parks the car, and says, “We’re here.”

I look out the window and seeing a mansion of a lake house right on the water. A nice wooden dock with a big boat bobbing in the water. Two other cars are already parked by the house.

Monica laughs looking at me. “Oh my god Chandler. You need to clean up before we meet these people. We gotta make a good impression.”