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“Well this cock is bigger and better than yours,” said the aforementioned “honey” as I fucked my first pussy.

I couldn’t believe I was doing this but the idea was all so perverted I had absolutely no problem with my erection. One thing was for sure though, she wasn’t getting my cum! I fucked her for around 5 or 6 minutes, fondling her tits and even sucking her nipples. I was helped by my dark skinned friend’s finger stroking the inside of my hole while I did it. I was just beginning to wonder how to finish when her beloved Al shot his load inside Nat and my Latin guy figured he had had enough arse fingering and pulled me off to enter her himself.

Two other Hispanic guys in their late 20’s walked forward and took Nat off the worktop. One stood in front of him and kissed him while the other dropped his pants, rubbered and lubed, and started to fuck him. The one at the front then put a condom on Nat and bent to offer his arse to him. Nat pushed his hard cock into the guy and then let his friend’s fucking action give the threesome momentum. I went over, my cock still covered, and slid my cock in his fucking friend and we ended up in a daisy chain of fucking. It worked surprisingly well with me at the end doing most of the pushing. Next to me, my young lady friend was being fucked royally by the black guy.

First to cum was the guy I was fucking. He came inside Nat. When he did, his friend, being fucked by Nat, wanked himself off (I figured they were a couple too). Black friend came inside “honey” as she screamed her orgasm at the top of her voice and suddenly I was cumming too as I withdrew my cock. The condom sac dangled on my erect cock as my cum pumped into it. I was quite enjoying being the centre of a group of people all watching me.

Nat sensing that all good things must come to an end, grabbed his own cock and started wanking furiously to catch up. An older guy in his late 30’s walked forward, kneeled down and opened his mouth in front of Nat. He didn’t disappoint the guy as his copious ejaculate spurted into the guy’s waiting mouth. I heard him gag slightly as the force of the first burst hit the back of his throat. He had no sooner managed to cope with that when four more jets of equal quantity replaced it. The guy seemed happier that a pig in shit with Nat’s seed over his lips, face and in his mouth.

“Gee you queers sure know how to party,” said Honey.

I smiled, suddenly feeling a little vulnerable and Nat and I dressed as inconspicuously as we could and headed out, never having seen even one small part of the movie. We giggled like two excited schoolboys all the way back to our hire car and then to the motel.

“Sure beats Birmingham on a Sunday,” said Nat.

If my hole had been hammered the way Nat’s had been, I would have been on hemmaroid cream for a month but Nat was fine next day and asking what I wanted to do.

“We’ll skip the movies, I think,” said I.

We drove down to South Beach and followed instructions to a gay beach. The beach was not as we would imagine a gay beach