Group Sex Twins

I spent the remainder of the day watching T.V. and generally trying to hide out after a fashion. I didn't see any of the three girls, and was having mixed emotions about that. On one hand of course, I was glad that I didn't have to confront any of the girls. I wasn't sure I was quite prepared for that, nor how they might react now that we'd all had a chance to have some time to think about what had happened. On the other hand, I was also concerned that I hadn't heard from any of them either. Perhaps even now they were confessing everything they, no make that, we had done. So I was half expecting either Jill, Pete, possibly even both to angrily come knocking at the door.

I jumped. Someone was knocking. (I had locked the door by now), but it wasn't an angry or insistent knock. That was something at least. I knew I must have looked like shit; I hadn't even bothered to shower yet. I caught a whiff of myself as well, and realized I smelled pretty ripe. As soon as I'd manage to get rid of whoever was at the door, I decided to run upstairs and shower immediately. I'd caught a brief lingering odor of something else as well. A faint trace of the twins perfume they'd been wearing all mixed in with a jumble of other erotic lingering odors on top of that. I definitely needed that shower.

I cracked the door, peered out, and saw Jill standing there. At least she was smiling.

"Haven't seen you all day!" She stated, and then opened the door the remainder of the way and more or less barged in carrying a Chinese take out sack full of all kinds of good smelling dishes. "I always get way too much of this stuff," she said setting the large bag down on the counter, and then holding up a nice bottle of wine, which I hadn't seen until now. Only then did she turn to face me and see that I was pretty scruffy looking, and even held her nose to pointedly inform me that I smelled bad as well.

"Dinner will keep until after you shower," she stated flatly. I wasn't about to argue with her on that point, but I also wasn't too excited to see her there either. At least she wasn't tearing my head off. That was something I guess. But feeling like I had just run out of options, I turned and headed immediately upstairs to take that much needed shower.

The stinging spray of the hot shower felt good against my skin. With sufficient soap added to that, I began to feel almost human again. Though I had spent a considerable amount of time in the shower, I had no doubt that Jill would still be waiting for me. We'd often spent evenings together sharing dinner, so there was nothing unusual about that of course, and Chinese takeout did sound really good. My stomach had already begun grumbling earlier as I had realized I'd not eaten a single thing all day long. Stepping out of the shower and toweling off, the tantalizing aromas of Chinese were strong as they filled my nostrils. Wrapping a towel around myself, I ventured into the bedroom. Sure enough, Jill was there, a large tray of delicacy's spread out on the bed along with two glasses of wine. Several candles had also been lit, the only source of lighting in the room, and Jill was on the bed naked, fingering an egg roll as I walked in.

"Hungry?" She asked. But I got the distinct impression she was offering herself up for dinner more than she was the food.

"Famished," I replied, but immediately realized it probably wasn't the best response I should have given her. I was honestly referring to the food, but her lying there naked had obviously taken it the way she'd originally thrown it out to me.

She patted a spot on the bed with her hand, indicating for me to come over, sit down and join her. Even removing the towel to attempt to get dressed was out of the question for the moment. Once I'd done that, it would be as good as accepting her invitation to join her. Keeping the towel on, I did cross over to the bed and grab one of the egg rolls however; they did smell wonderfully delicious.

"What about Pete?" I questioned as non-committal as possible. Still trying to pretend not to take too much notice of her bare erotic looking breasts. "Won't he wonder why we hadn't invited him over for dinner too?" I was still trying to think of an easy way out of all this, but wasn't having a lot of success at the moment in coming up with a solution. My cock wasn't helping much either as it had already begun to stiffen with interest, and was another reason why I quickly sat down on the bed next to her. It would be 'tenting' up the towel in a few more moments.

Jill already had a wanton naughty look in her eyes as she sat staring at me. "If you'd like, I can certainly call him and invite him over. I already told you he said he might be interested in doing something like that. But I thought that you might prefer to be with me alone the first time, sort of a get acquainted 'session' between us before including Pete. But if you prefer?" She'd made a motion to reach over to the nightstand to pick up the telephone when I stopped her.

"Jill...no...wait!" I shot out saying. She turned back, leaving the phone alone and waited.

"Maybe we'd better talk about this first. The last thing I want to do is complicate things, ruin our friendship, or cause any problems between you and I and Pete."

There, I'd said it. Managed to get my worries, concerns and fears out on the table. Maybe she'd stop and think about things too.

"Oh, I think we're 'way' past that now." Jill stated smiling, but it was a wickedly mischievous little smile, and I knew she was leading up to something.

"The girls told me what a marvelous time they had with you last night," she stated off handedly. There was no 'edge' to her tone, or hint of anger in it at all, if anything, she was obviously aroused while sharing this tid-bit of information.

"They what?" I stammered.

"Don't worry. I'm certainly not mad about it, a little jealous maybe, but certainly not angry. The twins are old enough to make up their own minds about who they go to bed with, and the fact they managed to get to you first isn't really surprising. I figured as much when they snuck out of the house last night. Hell, I almost got up and came over with them!" She chortled.

She hadn't mentioned anything about Andrea. Maybe the girls hadn't either, but I wasn't about to bring that subject up either. I was already squirming with the uncertainty of this new development as it was.

"The only way I would be angry," she continued, "Was if I wasn't able to have a little fun with you myself. That certainly wouldn't be very fair now would it?" Jill reached over and placed her hand on the towel and began pulling it away from me. I even rose up off the bed a little so that it would slip out from underneath me without her having to yank it. Whatever concerns I had previously were now a thing of the past. I didn't exactly feel trapped necessarily either. Jill was an extremely attractive looking woman. I'd only not pursued her earlier because of what I had initially seen between her and Pete. All that had suddenly changed now, except perhaps for one small detail.

"What about the twins?" I questioned.

"Oh...they know I'm here. Even told me to tell you how good a time they had last night and that they're looking forward to doing it again soon. Told 'me' to have fun and tell them about it later after I get home."

I breathed a sigh of relief at that. No complications at least. I didn't want to become embroiled in some uncomfortable confrontation with the girls over this either.

"As for Andrea? I didn't figure it was my place to say anything to Pete. Even I didn't know she was still a virgin until the girls told me what they'd done, tricking you into deflowering her. And Andrea's her own woman now anyway. What she chooses to discuss with her father is her business, not mine."

"Well so much for that." I thought to myself.

The feel of Jill's hand on my cock told me that dinner might have to be re-heated. The heat between her legs was telling me that I'd be dinning there instead, and soon, very soon!

Jill was twenty, perhaps twenty-five years older than the twins but no more than that. And I took notice; perhaps for the first time really as how I now envisioned the girls would look when they were their mother's age. Jill was a voluptuous looking woman. She had perhaps put on a few extra pounds over the years, but then again hadn't we all? Jill seemed to radiate her sensuality however, a maturity that came with age and experience, and though the twins had certainly been exciting in their enthusiasm and youth, there was something about a woman who knew what she was about, and knew what it was she wanted from a man. And Jill fit that description perfectly. I rolled over, reaching for and capturing one of her incredible looking tits. One again I was briefly reminded how the twin's might mature in much the same way as their mother had. As pretty and as firm as their young breasts were, caressing their mothers as I also began to kiss and suckle them was far more stimulating and erotic to me.

Jill placed her hand behind my head and ran her fingers through my hair as I sucked her taut hard nipples. A subtle, simple thing perhaps, but it proved my self-made point. Experience and the understanding to sometimes take things slow and smooth and enjoy the moment was a far more rewarding pleasure for me than the rushed frenzy I'd experienced with the girls last night. Though that was ok too. Everything had its place and time. And I had certainly enjoyed myself. But this, the gentle touching, the obvious unspoken confirmation that Jill was enjoying what I was doing to her by the simple placement of her hand upon my head was what I had missed doing with the girls last night. And I found myself rapidly getting even more aroused and looking forward to this experience with Jill more than I realized I might have.

I made love to her breasts for a very long time, alternating back and forth between them. As I kissed, and then sometimes sucked on one, flicking her incredibly fat nipples with fleeting light feathery touches, then stabbing at them instead suddenly with hard lapping licks of my tongue, I would also caress and pet the other breast. Back and forth I continued to feast, erotic visions dancing in my head, my prick throbbing almost painfully so with lustful need and desire.

"Move up," she whispered to me, guiding me upwards between her legs as she pulled me towards her, spreading herself open to me as she did. "I want to tickle my clit with your cock." Taking my hardness fully in her hand, I posed myself, kneeling before her wide-open pussy. She took me and began rubbing the blood-engorged head of my prick against her wet open slit. The feel of her silkiness was like pouring warmed oil over the tip of my cock. Taking my penis, she slowly and oh so teasingly drew me up and down herself, taking frequent moments to circle and quickly rub my cock against her own swollen exposed little nubbin of super-sensitized flesh. Breathlessly, she would then repeat the procedure all over again with near maddening slowness, bringing me constantly to the very brink, as well as herself, and then pausing until the waves of pleasure died down to a controllable level once again.

Hands free, I knelt above her, teasing her nipples in much the same way that she teased her clitoris with my cock. Rolling her nipples' sometimes pulling on them or gently squeezing them to coincide with the same erotic thrills she was causing each of us to feel and experience. But seeing her face, looking into the various expressions that I saw etched there, constantly changing as each sensation was felt, achieved, and explored was as exciting as the actual feelings themselves. Something about watching a woman actually enjoying her self, uninhibited, allowing her vulnerability to show through her emotions. Seeing that, watching Jill now as I was, increased my own pleasures ten fold, and heightened the desire as well as the need beyond my wildest imagination.

The juices between us were becoming slick near syrupy in volume as well as texture. Intermingling together, my cock leaked as though it was ready to spew at any moment, which it very nearly had several times already. Jill's own pussy was lubricating in such quantity that the moisture was seeping out of her in tiny little rivulets of thin creamy streams that ran down her slit, and on down to the opening of her ass and onto the sheets beneath us.

I'd been fighting the "moment" holding back and willing myself not to cum too soon, but I was rapidly losing ground over that one. Each time I had thought myself a goner, Jill had sensed it, stopped, pausing just long enough before continuing to allow myself a few moments to collect and re-gather my strength. But Jill was now unable to go on much herself, each tiny delay building towards that even greater, higher level of pleasure, until we were both standing on the precipice.

Without warning, she took me with her hand, slid me in, and humped herself against me. My cock slid quickly and easily inside her, sheathed in a fiery white-hot sensation that enveloped me and caressed my cock beyond the ability to withstand. I came with unbridled hot spurting passion. Torrents of my cum filling her cunt, bathing her in my juices, and serving as the ignition for her own deep felt orgasmic enjoyment.

We both moaned in unison, my hands still cupping her breasts digging into them as I came in a long single drawn out penetration of cunt that gripped me in a vise-like contraction. Holding me there and milking every single delicious precious drop of cum that I possessed, and to which she now was in possession of.

Even long afterwards, collapsing atop her, and now quietly nuzzling and kissing her neck, I still felt her cunt contracting around me, as though it were kissing me in some special way, as I was kissing her. It was the faintest of pulses, like a beating heart that I felt rhythmically expanding and contracting, almost near soothing, relaxing, sensual.

"Bet the twins didn't fuck you like that," she spoke with confidence.

The whispered moan I gave was her only answer. But it was the answer she'd hoped for and expected. Any more would have taken, not given to that exclamation of pure and complete satisfaction.

The days soon slipped back into a more normal routine. My fears and worries over complications occurring quickly evaporated. The twins still flirted, teased and acted just as they always had around me. Jill still spent time alone with Pete, as well as with me on occasion, and the three of us frequently got together over drinks or dinners, though we had not as yet ventured down that road of exploration that Jill had a while ago suggested. Even Andrea didn't act any differently around me now either. And I was most happy for that. The fact that I had been the one to take her virginity wasn't treated as though there was anything "extra" special between us beyond the friendship that we'd previously enjoyed. And though there had not been any reoccurrence of that particular evening, it wasn't as if it was expected, or required that it would or should happen again either. I was reasonably sure that nothing had been said to Pete about it by either his daughter or Jill, most certainly not the twins, or I felt I would have at least heard something about it by now. I enjoyed the days I spent with Jill, as well as the nights, and life settled down into an easy going routine. Too routine, I guess especially where the twins were concerned.

A rare three-day weekend soon came, and the twins had been bugging their mother about doing something special together. And by together, they meant including Pete and Andrea as well as myself. It didn't take too much convincing, everyone had spring fever and wanted to do something. It was decided that we'd all go, and spend the next three days camping out in the wild together. We had two fairly large sized tents, one for the adults, and one for the three young "women" as we'd decided when discussing accommodations. Admittedly, I wondered if this was partially Jill's idea as we'd not as yet or discussed since that first time, the possibility of a threesome between Pete, Jill and myself. And though I don't think that was part of the plan, I don't think I was the only one who thought about it afterwards either. Sleeping three to a tent like that, there wouldn't be a whole lot of privacy amongst the three of us sleeping together under those circumstances.

We shoved off bright and early and made the two hour drive to the area that I had suggested as I'd gone fishing a few times up there, and had discovered in my wanderings a perfect little spot that was out and away from the typical camping spots. We'd at least have "some" privacy, even if it weren't amongst ourselves.

A short time later, both tents put up and bedding all laid out and situated, we got a nice warm roaring fire going just as it was beginning to get dark. A light dinner along with some nice cold beers set the mood for relaxation and the enjoyment of sitting outside underneath the stars.

We'd sat around the fire for a considerable amount of time, and not only consumed beer, but soon started in on a few harder drinks as well. We'd been sharing stories, telling jokes, and before long, the talk was getting a little sexual in nature, not without a little bit of help as the twins seemed to constantly redirect whatever we discussed back in that direction. I was already feeling a healthy 'buzz' from all the alcohol without being anywhere's near drunk, when Stacy had disappeared inside her tent and emerged a short time later with two small self rolled joints of grass. I hadn't smoked since high school, and hadn't really gotten high too many times, preferring my favorite drinks instead. But I was more surprised when Stacy had in fact produced the grass with her mother sitting there, but it was obvious she knew about it, and as Stacy lit the joint and passed it along to her sister, she in turn gave it to Jill who took a long healthy pull on it herself.

We continued talking; another joint was soon passed around, and though neither Pete or I smoked any of the grass, Andrea did partake of some of the second joint, which I did feel slightly surprised at her father to some degree. But by this time, the two of us were pretty well juiced without having had to smoke, and it was of no major concern after that. We had a pretty good sized fire going and even with a bit of chill in the air of late spring it was still getting to be pretty warm feeling as we sat. It was then that Stacy and Tracy had stood up and were semi dancing about the fire. I am sure it was a combination of the grass and booze, but we began clapping and cheering them on as the dance got wilder and wilder. Andrea soon joined them, and I noticed Pete didn't seem to mind the suggestiveness of their dance, even when the twins eventually stripped off their clothing and continued to dance around the fire naked. Even Andrea joined them in that, and I watched for any signs of her father's disapproval, or if nothing else, surprise. And though he did in fact seem to have a bit of a nervous laugh at seeing his own daughter dancing around nude, he didn't say anything about it, nor did he really focus his attention on her after that either.

Admittedly, watching the three girls dancing around the flickering flames was having some effect on me. I was fairly aroused, and wondered if Pete was feeling the same way I was. Even Jill was beginning to make suggestive remarks, and though not dancing along with the girls, had eventually been coaxed into removing her own top and baring her breasts. Jill certainly had nothing to fear from that either, with tits as lovely as hers were, she could easily compete in that department without a bit of self-consciousness, and did.

I'm not sure when or how things actually got started. It had all seemed innocent enough, though as I said, we were all feeling pretty good by this time. But a "dare" was made, and then accepted, and the next thing I knew, one of the twins was kneeling down between Pete's legs and giving him a blowjob in front of the rest of us. Up until now, I had never even considered the possibility that the twins had ever been with or done anything with Pete. But it was obvious that they had with him no differently than they had with me, and even more importantly, that Jill obviously knew about that too though she had never mentioned it.

"Come on Andrea," Tracy teased daring her. "You said I'd never suck off your father in front of everyone. So now that I have, it's your turn!"

Pete gave a wild eyed look of concern, about the first time I'd seen him react that way all evening until Tracy clarified that she hadn't meant Andrea was to suck on him. "Unless she wanted to of course," she had added afterwards. And though Pete still seemed a bit uncomfortable with the way things suddenly seemed to be going, with Tracy still sitting beside him playing with his rock hard cock so openly, he was enjoying the sensations of that too much to complain too loudly and cause her to quit doing it.

"So, its your turn to do something now," Stacy joined in with her sister. And Jill leaned over and whispered to me that the girls seemed to be on one now, and that just about anything was likely to happen. On that point I had to agree, still a little taken aback on how open Jill was on whatever adventure the twins seemed to involve themselves, as well as anyone else who happened to be around them.

"I know...it took me a while to eventually accept it," Jill stated as though she'd been reading my mind. But it was either that or ground them for life, and all they'd end up doing then is spend time in their bedroom 'doing' each other all day long instead."

Obviously, Jill knew all about that too. And again I was surprised, though not shocked at that revelation. I think I was beginning to come to a better understanding, of Jill's relationship with her daughters. And it was more of one of acceptance for the girls' adventurous natures, rather than trying to repress it and alienating them because of it.

"So what do you want me to do?" Andrea asked them.

"Well, you have two choices," Tracy stated. "You can either go down on Mom, or you can go down on David," She'd said pointing over towards me.

Even I blinked on that one, though still trying to appear as un-shocked by that as Jill was herself, I did half turn, smiling somewhat stupidly I know in Pete's direction. He merely shrugged his shoulders however as if to say, "What can I do?" smiled sheepishly as he sat there with his raging hard on getting worked up and down by one of the twins.

Jill surprised everyone at that point. "Why don't you simply flip a coin? Then, if it's heads, you suck David. If it's tails, you lick me."

Everyone actually laughed. It was funny, and with the implication being so obvious, it had evaporated almost instantly any remaining inhibitions in this little group altogether. Stacy quickly fished around in my pocket for a quarter. Found something else there instead, and fished around with it for a moment until it was too obvious what it was she was really doing.

"Come on Stacy," her sister complained. "Hurry up and find the quarter. I'm anxious to see how this turns out!"

She did come up with one moments later, and immediately tossed it high into the air. When it finally landed, even Tracy ran over to have a look, leaving Pete with his cock sticking straight up out of his pants. He didn't try and hide it though; just as curious as everyone else to see where this was going.

"Tails!" Stacy and Tracy screamed out in gleeful surprise. "You're licking mother!"

"Which also means, I'm sucking David!" Stacy chimed in.

Tracy immediately walked back to where Pete was sitting and took up where she'd left off, though not sucking him, just sitting beside him playing with him as we all watched Andrea walk over towards Jill.

Jill had stood up by then, long enough to have removed the remainder of her clothing, and once again settled down into her chair. Andrea took one of the nearby cushions off a now vacant one, and threw it down on the ground to kneel on. In seconds, she was hungrily licking Jill's cunt while we all sat there gaping at the two of them.

"Well?" Jill stated matter of factly. "Isn't anyone else going to do anything so I can watch too?"

Laughing wickedly, Stacy began helping me to undress completely, as had Pete by this point. Before long, we were all nude, sitting in close proximity to one another, watching the equal pairings as the three young women busily "serviced" the adults. Again, this hadn't exactly been planned to happen, it just naturally turned out that way, but it was also evident by the way things were going that eventually we'd soon be switching positions and performing the same services we'd been receiving ourselves.

I had in fact eventually traded places, and spent a wonderful time kneeling down between Stacy's legs licking her sweet snatch. She'd managed to have a small satisfying little orgasm, and by the sounds of it, so had Andrea as Jill had surprisingly gone down on her upon seeing Stacy and I switching places, though unfortunately I wasn't able to witness nearly as much of that as I would have liked to, busily engaged doing the same thing myself.

Surprisingly, the girls soon announced they were retiring to their tent to go to bed. But I took that to mean the word literally, and not that they intended on going inside to sleep. It was obvious to me at least that they had other plans at that point, which didn't include the three of us. But I also suspected that this preliminary little game of theirs had also been intended to warm things up between Jill, Pete and I. And wouldn't have been at all surprised if Jill hadn't in fact put them up to it. Jill was the first one of the three of us to get up and go inside our tent. Once again Pete did his shrug his shoulders thing, and then followed me inside shortly afterwards.

Jill was still nude, lying atop the multi-layered pile of sleeping bags, quilts and blankets. It was a cozy, if not extremely soft comfortable bed to actually lie down on.

"Looks like your finally going to get your wish," I stated as I dropped down to lie down beside her, Pete doing the same on her other side. Jill simply smiled, knowingly, and beckoned us both to her. In seconds, I was sucking and kissing her left breast, and Pete was busily licking and playing with her right one.

There was still sufficient light from the fire burning brightly outside that there was no need to light a lantern or anything inside the tent. And the atmosphere was admittedly erotic as we found ourselves, as excited as teenagers involved in doing something particularly naughty and bad. For some reason, just being outside, even in the tent had heightened the intensity of our arousal level. Maybe the twins had known that too, and by doing what they had started earlier, had ensured that the three of us would end up in bed together. Obviously this was something their mother had wanted to happen all along, and I decided that they had purposely removed Andrea from out of the picture in the event that all this might be a little disconcerting to her. Though I had certainly not noticed or even felt anything like that as the evening had progressed. Short of not actually participating with her own father, it didn't appear she was bothered by watching one of her own best friends busily sucking him off either.

Jill rolled over on top of Pete. She easily and quickly inserted his cock inside her cunt and began to slowly fuck him, getting used to the feel of his prick as it slid in and out of her rapidly lubricating pussy.

"Fuck me in the ass David," she told me. Though she continued licking me and sucking me to an even greater firmness. As my cock was fairly slick with her saliva, I made my way around her, and as she presented herself perfectly to me, I eased just the tip of my dick inside the cute puckered opening of her ass. She was unbelievably tight at first, and we both took that time to get used to the sensation before I continued. Pete lay motionless, though his cock was embedded deeply inside her cunt waiting for me to join him there inside her. Easing myself slowly in, I was amazed to feel his cock resting against mine as I finally slid the entire length and girth of my prick inside that tight anal opening.

"Ahhhhhhh fuck!" Jill stated unabashedly, and loud enough that I was sure the girls had heard every word. I remained motionless however, though buried to the hilt inside her, throbbing excitedly and expectantly, feeling Pete's cock doing nearly the same thing through the thin membrane separating the two of us.

"Now," Jill moaned, considerably more quietly. Even then I barely began to move in and out of that still almost 'too' tight of an opening. But then as Pete began to fuck her pussy with much more forceful quicker motions, Jill began urging me to match his own movements.

"Fuck it David. Fuck my ass baby! Yes. That's it...just like that!"

She was louder now, once again. But hearing her talking to us, the erotic naughty words flowing out of her mouth with such sensual sounding vulgarity, I urged her on to continue it.

"You like the way Pete's cock is fucking your pussy baby?" I asked her. "You enjoying that nice fat cock of his sliding in and out of your cunt?"

"Oh yes...Oh my god yes I do!" She wailed loudly once more. "Fuck me Petey! Fuck my pretty pussy for me!"

Pete was grunting and groaning. And though his words, if he spoke any, were intelligible, just the animalistic sounds that were emanating from him where enough to send Jill into another elongated series of one word vulgarity's that once again enhanced rather than detracted from the incredible sensations that were being felt between the three of us.

"Fuck - suck - piss - cock - cunt!" She began chanting over and over again. "Fuck - suck - piss - cock -cunt!"

Each spoken word was a matching thrust inside her. Pete picked up on it nearly the same instant that I did. I slammed into her...held it there without pulling back out...and Pete did exactly the same thing on his end.

"Fuck!"

I slid out...slid in again, a little faster this time, as did Pete.

"Suck!"

Another plunge, and then another, once again in unison

"Piss - Cock!" Jill gleefully screamed out loud.

Another deep stroke...holding it.

"Cunt!" Jill was near laughing, not with hysteria, but with pure sensual lust.

I could see Pete's face, saw him looking at me as well, and on a given signal, we each one began to pound into her with a rapidity borne of need as well as madness.

"Fuck-suck-piss-cock-cunt," Jill tried to say, still trying to keep up with the speed and rapidity that we were now doing inside her. My cock was well lubricated in her ass now, pre-cum leaking out of my own dick in nice slick leavings that wet her and made the quickness of her ass fuck even more pleasurable to bare.

"Fucksuckpisscockcunt...fucksuckpizzzzzzz...," finally giving it up as we began to head down our own rhythmic plungings inside her, no longer matching tempo and speed, or even simultaneous strokings. But this was a new sensation anyway, and once again, simply added to the incredible feelings that I was experiencing as well. My cock going in, just as Pete's was coming out, and Jill not knowing which stroke to moan on, or enjoy one over the other. For her, it became almost a constant quick paced fuck, though in reality, we had each settled into a slower, much more steady easygoing rhythm.

Suddenly and quite unexpectedly, Jill lurched, her body tensed, and the sounds of what nearly sounded like a damn bursting suddenly surged from her pussy. It was an incredibly wet gushing sound, and even Pete was surprised by it, as was Jill! Her cunt was contracting and jettisoning a torrent of pussy juice. Never before in her entire life has she done so before, but as she continued to ride the wave of such incredible ecstasy and pleasure, her pussy continued to pump out her lubrications in such quantity that they soon turned into frothy squishy sounds that were just one more sensual delight to hear, enjoy and experience with her.

It was soon obvious by Pete's moans, which had equally escalated to deep-throated gruntings that he was nearing his own orgasm.

"Let me suck it!" She demanded, and moved in such a way that I had no option but to remove my cock from inside her ass. Jill moved slightly down Pete's torso, grabbing his cock and attacked it with such forcefulness that I feared she would rip the tip of his prick clean off.

"Ahh Ahh Ahh," was all Pete could manage. But it was definitely loud enough to silence even the chirping crickets near by, and I laughed at that, as the sudden silence was evident. Only momentarily however, for once again Pete lurched, bucked and I knew he was filling Jill's mouth with his cum. "Oh sweet fucking..."

It was all said. I watched his face grimacing in a near pain-pleasure that was obviously very intense as I continued to kneel there beside the two of them, stroking my own cock and watching. Pete all but passed out, and only half reluctantly did Jill then turn away from him, Pete's cum slightly drooling down from one corner of her mouth. Taking her finger, she wiped the creamy nectar away, and sucked it off her finger.

"You ready to cum now too?" She asked me.

I stood up at that point, my cock hard, swollen, purple and angry looking, angry with 'fuck-lust' needful to spew the jisim that was boiling inside my balls waiting for release. Jill quickly inserted my cock inside her mouth, and quickly sent me spiraling towards my own orgasmic explosion. Seconds later I felt the first powerful surge of cum explode from the depths of my tightened ball-sack, filling her hungrily sucking mouth. Watching her suck it, feeling one incredible pulsating release after another as they escaped my prick, shooting inside that warm sucking oval of her lips. My orgasm seemed near continuous, and I began hoping it would never stop, that the spunk flying from my cock would never end.

Weak-kneed, I finally collapsed on the soft comfortable bed beside Pete. He was out if that was possible. Jill slid in between us, and we all lay together quietly.

"Thank you," Jill suddenly stated. And I almost answered her myself.

"Your welcome mother!" I heard the twins say just outside the door to our tent in perfect unison. There was a brief giggle after that, and then the hurried sounds of their footsteps heading back towards their own tent.

"And we still have three full days ahead of us," I did answer then.

"Yes we do...don't we?" Jill stated happily, lying there still fingering her wet juicy quim.​