“Yes,” I breathed, squeezing my pussy around the length of his cock and making him groan. “Is that what you want? Yes. Fuck yes. I love it. I want all of you. All of it. All at once.”

He gave a low growl and moved his hips back and then in deep again, driving me toward the headboard. I gasped and clutched at him as he fucked me.

There was no fooling around anymore, no teasing. He was all cock in me, thrusting hard and fast, his face a twisted mask of pleasure.

Carrie’s fingers found their way down to tease my clit when Doc knelt up between my thighs, grabbing my ankles and pushing my legs back so he could fuck me even deeper. I moaned and writhed and said things-I know I said things, but I couldn’t remember what they were. I begged him to fuck me, to take me, to make me his… I remember that much. I begged Gretchen, I begged Carrie, I begged them all for release, and finally, finally it came in an aching flood, my whole body flushed with fire and centered sweetly on my throbbing clit.

“Ohhhh fuck!” Doc moaned as my pussy spasmed around his cock, my climax drawing out his in an instant. There was no controlling it, I could see it in his face, even in my own daze of pleasure.

Carrie acted fast, grabbing his cock in her hand and pulling it out of me.

The first spray hit the exposed hood of my clit, a geyser of cum, a hot surprise, and I bucked at the sensation. The next streaked across my lower belly toward Gretchen and her eyes lit up as she followed it with her tongue. Carrie did the same, actually catching the next blast with her mouth and turning to Gretchen with the white stuff dribbling down her chin. Doc groaned as he watched them kiss, sharing his cum between them over my still quivering belly.

The two of them had clearly done this before, and I watched, too, half-smiling. When my belly and Doc’s cock were glisteningly clean, both women came up to kiss me, too, sharing the taste of him. Doc sighed happily and settled on the other side of his wife, watching us snuggle together in the big bed. I closed my eyes and turned in Carrie’s arms, resting my cheek against her breast.

Gretchen spooned me from behind, and I think we slept that way, although I don’t know for how long before we woke to do it again.

It was a long, sweet night, and I savored every moment we spent forgetting about the morning.

Chapter Ten

“It’s like he’s always been part of the family.” Gretchen sat down next to me on the blanket and I squealed when she gave her head a shake, spraying me with water. But I opened my eyes and glanced over at TJ and Doc, who were standing at the barbeque grill, each with a pair of tongs and a spatula, turning hamburgers and hot dogs.

“TJ’s so extroverted,” I explained, smiling and waving when he looked my way. “He gets along with everyone.”

“I think Janie has a little crush.” Carrie sat down on my left side, and I found myself remembering the other night, being sandwiched between them on the Baumgarter’s bed, Doc kneeling up between my thighs…

“I don’t think TJ minds,” I said with a laugh, watching as Janie stole his Detroit Tigers baseball cap for the third time in an hour, just so he would chase her down the beach. Janie got a good head start this time but by the time they disappeared around the field of shore grass, TJ had almost caught up.

Carrie smiled, shading her eyes as she watched Henry and Liz playing in the surf. “Doc never minded the young girls having a crush on him, either.” Gretchen and I exchanged grins. God knows we’d both had huge crushes on Doc back then. It seemed strange to realize that Janie’s little infatuation with TJ was quite similar to my own attraction to Doc when I was all of nineteen.

There was something about an older guy, when you were that age, something fascinating, intriguing…and as a young woman, you just wanted to push the limits. You found yourself wanting to test the theory…just how attractive were you to the opposite sex?

I heard Janie squeal with laughter and saw TJ carrying her over his shoulder, kicking and screaming, toward the water. His intention was clearly to throw her in, but she hung on fast and he went down with her.

“You guys hungry?” Doc called, flipping another burger. My stomach growled in response. “Be ready in about ten minutes.”

“I want a quick shower before we eat,” I said, standing and stretching. I’d given in to Carrie’s urging to borrow a bikini and get some more sun, and my whole body was slathered with oil, thanks to Gretchen. “I’ll be right back.” Upstairs, I let the water run hot over my shoulders, soaping the oil off my body in warm, sudsy sheets. The steam was so thick I didn’t see TJ until he opened the shower door and stepped inside.

“Hey!” I gasped when he grabbed me and pressed me back against the wall, his tongue forcing my mouth open, his cock already hard against my hip.

There was no time to protest-he had my thighs spread and his cock aimed before I could say another word.