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Spring Break - Day 8
04/04/2013
Blondie 1 and I woke up shortly after daylight. She gave me a big hug and then told me she was hungry, so we headed out to the kitchen. Just as we thought we had successfully snuck past the three sleeping girls in the livingroom, I felt a hand begin to rub my butt. I knew it wasn’t Blondie 1, so I turned saw Red, smiling at me. As I turned, her hand went from my butt to my cock.

I kissed her and said good morning. She told me to leave the kitchen and let the two of them fix breakfast and she pushed me towards the door, so I went outside to see what kind of day it was. It was another clear sunny day and I could feel the morning air already had a touch of warmth to it, so I knew it was going to be a great day. I decided to give them part of their gifts after breakfast. I fiddled around with gathering some more firewood to bring inside when I heard Red calling me for breakfast.

When I got inside, the girls escorted me to the table, sat me down as if I were in a restaurant and then proceeded to serve like waitresses. First they delivered a hot cup of black coffee, just the way I liked it. Next came a bowl of fruit. Then they brought out a plate with 3 eggs cooked just the way I liked, a slice of ham and two slices of toast. Then they brought out their own breakfasts and joined me at the table.

After breakfast, the girls went to the kitchen to clean up. I went to my bedroom and sorted through the packages I bought yesterday in town. Finding the right ones, I carried them out and set them on the table.

When the girls finished cleaning up, they came into the dining room and stopped when they saw the wrapped gifts. They wanted to know what they were and I told them to take a look. On the table was four gift wrapped boxes, each with a girl’s name on it. The girls dove into the boxes and tore them open as fast as they could. They were shrieking so loud I was afraid that the neighbor 10 miles down the road would hear them.

As they opened the boxes they were shocked to find three sets of bikinis, one fairly modest, one rather skimpy and the third was a thong. They were all different colors and styles, but they were all just the right size for each girl. They began trying them on and then parading around the room like an excited fashion show. I sat down and watched and enjoyed the show. Blondie 1 then asked why three suits each and how did I know their sizes.

I told them that I knew their sizes from looking at their clothes that they weren’t wearing. I figured they needed bathing suits to take back with them since they were supposed to be at a beach somewhere on spring break. Then I suggested that they may want to lay out in the sun today with one of the suits on to at least get a little bit of a tan line. They thought that was a great idea.

The girls then mobbed me, hugging and kissing me and saying thank you over and over again. They ran outside and went out into the yard behind the house and laid out in the grass. While they were outside, I went back to the closet and pulled out another set of gift wrapped boxes, one for each girl and left them on the table. Then I put on a swimsuit and joined the girls out back.

We all laid out in the sun for the next several hours. The sun was getting quite warm by noon. I asked them if they were getting hungry and they said they were. I suggested we have sandwiches since I still had a lot of lunchmeats, cheese, lettuce, tomato and bread. They said that sounded good, so we got up and headed inside.

We all entered through the kitchen door, so the girls didn’t see the gifts on the table yet. They pulled out the sandwich fixings and made sandwiches. Red asked me what I wanted on my sandwich and then she made it for me. I grabbed a bag of chips and we all grabbed a beer and headed into the dining room.

As they entered the dining room, they stopped when they saw the gifts. Turning to me, they asked what now. I told them they had to wait until after lunch and they said that was cruel. They set their plates down and again dove into the gifts like they had earlier. Opening the boxes, they found two pair of shorts with matching tops. Again, each set of shorts and top was different from the other and different from what the other girls got.

Brunette asked me how I managed to do all of this shopping in such a short time span the day before. I told her it was my secret and then asked if they liked what I had picked out. Red said she was surprised that I managed to actually choose styles that they liked. I told them that I just paid a lot of attention to what they wore, when they were wearing it. Blondie 2 laughed and said I also paid a lot of attention when they weren’t wearing anything. They all laughed and changed from their bikinis into the short sets and once again I was treated to a crazy fashion show.

After all the excitement, we sat back down for lunch. I asked the girls what they wanted to do for their last afternoon here. The words ‘last afternoon’ brought sober faces to everyone and the conversation all but disappeared. When everyone was through eating, Blondie 1 asked if wouldn’t mind cleaning up in the kitchen while they discussed what they wanted to do, and I gladly obliged.

I cleaned up from lunch and went outside to give the girls some privacy. About ten minutes later, they called me back in and asked me if we take a jeep ride back up the mountain to the beaver pond meadow and I said sure. They helped me pack up some drinks and a few things; we threw them in the jeep and headed off back up the mountain.

I noticed that the girls were all wearing one of their new short and top sets that I bought them. On the way up, I asked them to be completely honest with me about the clothes. If they didn’t like them to please let me know, that they won’t hurt my feelings. In fact, if I found out they didn’t like them and didn’t tell me I’d be very offended and hurt. They all assured me that they loved them. I was glad as I had looked at the clothes they had and then searched online for similar styles and then contacted the stores and placed my orders early in the week.

On the way to the beaver pond, we saw a herd of 9 deer. We stopped and watched them for several minutes before proceeding up the mountain. Turning a corner, we pulled into the meadow with the beaver pond. I stopped and pointed the beaver out to the girls. A few seconds later, the beaver saw we were there and it slapped the water with its broad flat tail and disappeared under the water.

I pulled around to the far side of the meadow, near the overlook to the world beyond. The girls unloaded the jeep, spread out a couple blankets and told me to sit down. Blondie 1 pulled out a deck of cards and said we were going to play strip poker. The rules were simple, the player with the highest hand was safe and everyone else loses an article of clothing. But, they were to do it one person at a time starting with the person to the left of the winner. Each person had to stand up, strip, turn complete around and then sit down. Then the next person and so one.

It didn’t take long for me to discover that they were wearing their thong bikinis under their shorts. It was a lot of fun and I loved seeing the girls laughing and enjoying themselves. About half an hour later, we were all naked. The girls looked at me and said this was the last outdoor hurrah, so I better be ready and then literally dove on top of me. For several minutes we were a writhing mass of bodies with hands and lips touching everywhere possible.

One set of lips found my cock and began sucking me. I found a breast in my face and managed to grab the nipple in my mouth. One of my hands found a very wet pussy and I began to caress it. My other hand found another breast and I gently began to fondle it. The lips on my cock lifted up only to be replaced by an eager pussy that slid down the shaft as if it were custom fitted.

I closed my eyes and just went with the flow. We were touching, feeling, stroking, sucking and making love, all at the same time. After I filled one girl with my fluid, another would climb on. Breasts and pussies were thrust in my face and I eagerly tasted each one and could tell whom I was tasting by their individual flavors. I could also tell who was riding me by the feel of their pussy and the way they moved. Each girl was different and each girl was great.

After the second one had drained me, I told them I needed a few minutes to recoup, but we could still continue to fondle, grope and taste. Three hours later, we were all satiated and worn out. We ended up laying out in the sun with the afterglow of our little orgy.

All of a sudden, we could hear the sound of a dirt bike coming up the road, so we all scrambled to grab our clothes and hide behind the jeep until we got dressed. Brunette and Blondie 1 were still trying to get their tops on when two dirt bikes rounded the corner. They slowed down, looked our way, I waved and then they accelerated on past us and headed further up the mountain.

After the bikes left, the girls decided it was time to return to the cabin, so we packed and headed back down the mountain. On the way back, all they could talk about was how close we all came to being caught naked together. By the time we got back to the cabin, the girls were all turned on by the thought of almost getting caught.

We unloaded the jeep, put everything away and then the girls jumped me like a pack wolves on a carcass. The tore my shirt and shorts off and went after me in every way possible. The way they kissed me, sucked me, fucked me and rubbed themselves all over me reminded of a feeding frenzy of a school of sharks. I had never experienced anything like it, nor will I likely experience it again.

When it was all over, I was completely exhausted. The girls were too and we all just laid on the floor for what seemed like an eternity. I looked over at the clock on the wall and saw that it was time to start the grill if I was going to cook in daylight. I grabbed the package of steaks and headed out back, still naked.

Once I got the steaks on, I headed inside to find the girls busy in the kitchen fixing the rest of the dinner. I grabbed a beer and a couple of breasts and returned to the steaks. A few minutes later, Red came out to join me and asked if I was okay after being ravaged by the pack. I told her it was a once in a lifetime experience and that I thoroughly enjoyed it. She gave me a hug and asked if I would have anything left her since this was her night and I said I would manage. I was sore from the ravage I just got, but figured I could muster enough for her, but didn’t want her to know.

Once again, we ate at the picnic table in the backyard and we were all still naked. As we ate, I couldn’t help by think how much I was going to miss them when they returned to school tomorrow. I looked at each one and thought about what made her special and what I would remember most about her. One by one, I made my mental checks of them and one by one I had to hold back a tear as I was getting more emotional than I thought I would.

I did my best not let on as the girls filled the air with small talk, mostly centered on school and what they were going to be returning to. They talked about their classes, professors, assignments, and projects. Red and Blondie 1 talked about looking forward to graduating in May. Blondie 1 had a possible position waiting for her with a research company. Red still didn’t have anything lined up and said she just wanted to concentrate on finishing school and then she would worry about a job.

Blondie 2 and Brunette both had one more year to go and wished they were graduating now. Brunette said that she will probably continue on for a master’s degree in sport’s medicine and physical therapy. Blondie 2 said it was too far away to think about a job now.

When dinner was over, I told the girls to stay at the table and I would clean up. I brought out four legal pads and pens and placed one in front of each girl. I told them that I wanted them to write down what they enjoyed the most and least about past week. I pleaded with them to be honest and not afraid to hurt my feelings. My goal was to know how to better please them if and when they ever returned. They all started to protest, but I told them it was very important to me because they are very important to me. When they were done, they were to bring the pads to me and not share anything with the other girls.

I suggested that they separate from each other to make sure that they write their own feelings and not a collaboration of the group. Red went to the dining room table, Blondie 1 moved to my bedroom, Blondie 2 went to the second bedroom and Brunette planted herself on the livingroom floor against the sofa.

I began clearing the table and once inside, put the leftovers away and washed the dishes. After everything was cleaned and put away, I peeked in on the girls and saw that they were still busy on the assignment I gave them. I had ice cream and everything necessary to make sundaes or banana splits. I began to lay out the nuts, cherries, bananas, syrups, bowls, spoons and knives, everything but the ice cream and whipped cream. I set a towel over everything so they wouldn’t see it as I wanted it to be a surprise.

One by one, each girl brought me their assignment. When they did, I gave them a hug and told them to wait around until everyone was done. Then I asked them to sit at the dining room table. Once seated, I brought out a tray with all of the fixings and set it on the table, still covered with the towel with instructions not to peek. I hurried into the kitchen and brought out several containers of ice cream and a couple cans of whipped cream. Then I uncovered everything and told them to make their own dessert.

They dove right in to the ice cream and toppings. Most of them ended up with banana split sundaes loaded to the hilt. After they had fixed theirs, I fixed mine. Then I went from girl to girl with the whipped cream and sprayed it on their nipples and then licked and sucked it off. After finishing our ice cream, I had the pleasure of eating whipped cream off of their tummies and pussies. Best dessert I ever had.

We then cleaned up, put the ice cream and toppings away, washed the dishes and then packed into the shower together. After drying everyone else off, I hugged and kissed each girl goodnight and then Red and I made our way to the bedroom.

We crawled into bed and cuddled up to each other. Red told me that she could tell that I was still a little tender from the action today and said she understood. She then told me that it was more important to her to just be with me one last night. Her arms held me so tight, as if she was afraid she’d lose me if she let go. Her breasts were tight against my chest as she clung to me.

I asked if she was okay and for the first time, I saw her start to get emotional. She held me tighter than before and whispered in my ear that she hated the thought of going back to school and leaving me here. She said this was most enjoyable week she had ever had. I told her I thoroughly enjoyed it also and that I too would miss her and the other girls. She asked me to just hold her close tonight so she could feel me against her as long as possible. Not long after, I felt her breathing change and knew that she had fallen asleep. I continued to hold her close and then drifted off to a few minutes later.
Poster: Spring Break – Day 8


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