A dip in the pool!

I watched impotently from the bottom of the stairs as Morgan walked up with Bill's hand on her ass. I felt like I was watching an upskirt video of a hot model, except the model was my girlfriend, and some other guy was with her! Bill kept trying to lift Morgan's skirt to show the whole lobby. She kept slapping his hand away but she didn't look too upset.

Janelle was getting turned on by the sight of them flirting. "Come on, let's go to our room," she said, tugging my arm. Following her fat ass to our room wasn't nearly as inspiring as watching Morgan walk up the stairs, and I found myself constantly comparing the two. I was thinking about Morgan the whole time I was fucking Janelle, closing my eyes and wondering what Bill was doing with her. They were so loud I could actually hear them in the other room. I came to the sound of their distant passion. I thought I got pretty intense about it, but when I looked down, Janelle's fat ass was snoring. I guess my little dick couldn't even fill her.

I decided to go down to the hot tub to get my mind off it. I felt self-conscious of how small my cock must look in my swim trunks compared to Bill's package. At least no one would see, or so I thought.

To my dismay, I had barely settled into the tub before Bill and Morgan came into the sauna room. Morgan was wearing high-heeled sandals that made her awesome legs look even taller. Her bikini left nothing to the imagination and reminded me why modeling agencies were following her around like lost puppies.

Then my eyes fell on Bill's bulge. My jaw must've dropped involuntarily, because I suddenly saw both of them snickering at me. Despite that I couldn't take my eyes off it. It was hypnotic. I found myself wondering how Morgan managed to take even the tip into her mouth. I assumed there was no way she could take the whole thing, despite the fact she was extremely skilled.

"Sorry dude, there's no room for three," Bill declared. "Pool time's up."

"But I just got here," I protested. Despite my mouth protesting, I found my body obeying Bill's order instinctively. The sight of his cock left no doubt who the man was here. I felt like dropping to my knees and doing whatever he said.

"Well we need it," Morgan explained, giggling. "Out loser!" she said, giving my ass a kick with her heel. It was playful but demeaning. "Oh wait a minute," she added as I walked by. She grabbed my balls commandingly forcing me to halt.

Smirking, she slowly knelt down before Bill, looking up at him submissively as she tugged his trunks down past his hips.

I couldn't help staring as his enormous schlong plopped out. It was so big that releasing it from his trunks made it suddenly spring up and smack Morgan's face. She flinched slightly in surprise, then giggled and kissed it. She held it up in her hand comparing it to her forearm.

"Let's see here, shall we go with Brand A. . ." she began, before suddenly jerking down my trunks and exposing my shame--"or Brand B" As Bill chuckled, she held up her fingers like a ruler as if she were measuring an inch. Then she tugged on me, making me stand so my cock was parallel to Bill's. My length, shriveled in embarrasment looked like it barely went past his head, and as for girth, it looked like two or three of my cocks could fit inside his enormous tube. The thought made me realize how wide Morgan would have to stretch to take him. "I go with Brand A!" Morgan declared, popping Bill into her mouth.

"Sorry, dude, but your dick is too small for a hottie like Morgan," Bill laughed as my girlfriend blew him right in front of me. "I brought Janelle along so you wouldn't feel bad, but I can tell she's not enough to get your mind off Morgan. I'll tell you what, I'll let you watch if you want to jerk off."

"Uh. . ." I was too stunned to reply, but too aroused to refuse. The thought of getting to watch Morgan with that huge cock wasn't something I was willing to pass up. And if I'd been willing to admit it, I couldn't get enough of the sight of Bill's cock. Watching Morgan suck it was the closest I would ever get to vicarious satisfaction.

So I continued watching them like a sissy as Morgan led Bill into the hot tub to continue what she had started. They made out for a while with her jerking him off under the water line. Before long she was panting and begging him to fuck her. She presented herself doggy style.

His cock looked like a giant sausage as he lined it up behind her. No way was he going to fit that all in! But to my astonishment, Morgan stayed put as he kept sliding one inch after another into her moaning body, until she had taken every inch. Her wail of pained pleasure reached an opera note for a moment before she caught her breath. She arched her back to kiss him over her shoulder. "Please fuck me baby," she begged.

By this time I was sporting one of the biggest erections of my life. Which wasn't saying much compared to Bill's. I stroked myself furiously as I watched Morgan turning to putty in his hands as he filled her with his throbbing length. I heard her cum at least three times, not counting multiple orgasms.

Finally Bill announced to Morgan that he was ready to cum. He wanted to shoot his wad on her, so he pulled out, knowing she wasn't going to volunteer to stop getting fucked. The instant he was out of her, she moaned and turned to kneel down to his cock like she didn't want it to get away. She dived down and started bobbing her head hungrily underwater.

"Fuck, dude, this chick can blow!" Bill grinned at me as he erupted a volcano of cum into Morgan's mouth and face. There was so much it looked like the whole jacuzzi was filling up with foam. I couldn't believe it. Morgan finally surfaced with jizz clinging to her hair, face, and tits. She rubbed her hands around all over her body and took a bath in it. I could see her own golden honey was filling the pool too. The mixture of their fluids swirled together as Morgan slowly climbed out of the pool naked dripping with Bill's cum, holding his hand and leading him. She obviously wanted more.

"Sweet dreams, little wimp," she smiled at me, blowing me a kiss through Bill's cum.

"Dude, you can use the pool now if you want, we're done in there," Bill laughed. "We're going back to the bedroom now, Morgan needs more firm support to lay down on."

"I've got all the support I need right here, baby," she said, feeling his staff as they ignored me and walked on to the bedroom. I stood there watching their cum swirl in the pool. I waited until they were out of view before I gave in to my desire to dip my finger in for a taste. I was soon slurping up what I could get of Morgan's cream and Bill's gooey load. And my cock was hard again already.