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A Weekend to Remember

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I couldn’t believe my luck when I received the email notification. I, Jane, had won a weekend getaway at a luxurious resort in Blue Mountain, Ontario. It was the perfect opportunity for a much-needed break from my mundane daily routine. The only catch was that the prize was for two, and I was currently single. But I had the ideal person in mind to join me—my best friend, Christine. She was always up for a good time, and I knew she’d jump at the chance to spend a weekend away.

I immediately called Christine, and as expected, she was thrilled. We quickly made plans for the upcoming weekend, giggling like schoolgirls as we discussed what to pack and the potential adventures we’d embark on. Little did I know that this trip would turn out to be far more exciting than either of us could have imagined.

The day of our departure finally arrived, and we set off on the scenic drive to Blue Mountain, chatting non-stop along the way. As we approached the resort, its grandeur and beauty took our breath away. The main building was a stunning example of modern architecture, with floor-to-ceiling windows offering breathtaking views of the surrounding mountains.

We were warmly welcomed by the resort staff and shown to our room, which was spacious and elegantly furnished. The room had a cozy fireplace, a luxurious king-sized bed, and a private balcony overlooking the resort’s lush gardens. Christine and I exchanged excited glances, knowing that this weekend would be unforgettable.

After unpacking and freshening up, we decided to explore the resort’s facilities. We strolled through the grounds, admiring the meticulously maintained gardens and the sparkling outdoor pool. The sun was setting, casting a warm glow over the entire scene, making it even more enchanting.

As we walked towards the main building for dinner, we noticed a tall, handsome man with a warm smile and deep blue eyes. He was wearing a resort staff uniform, and we later learned that his name was Rob. He greeted us with a friendly “Good evening” and asked if we were enjoying our stay so far.

We struck up a conversation with Rob, who turned out to be incredibly charming and knowledgeable about the area. He recommended some local attractions and offered to book us a table at the resort’s finest restaurant. His kindness and attention made us feel special, and we couldn’t help but flirt playfully with him.

Over dinner, Christine and I indulged in delicious cuisine and fine wine, toasting to our friendship and this unexpected adventure. We laughed and reminisced about past escapades, our voices echoing in the elegant dining room. As the evening progressed, the atmosphere became more intimate, and we found ourselves sharing more personal stories with each other and Rob.

After dinner, Rob invited us to the resort’s lounge for a nightcap. We gladly accepted, eager to continue our captivating conversation. The lounge was dimly lit, creating a cozy ambiance. We settled into a plush sofa, and Rob returned with a bottle of champagne, explaining that it was a complimentary gift from the resort to ensure we had a memorable stay.

The three of us clinked our glasses, and the bubbles tickled my nose as I took a sip. The champagne was crisp and delicious, and it went straight to my head, enhancing the already electric atmosphere. We chatted and laughed, the conversation flowing effortlessly. Rob’s presence made the evening even more special, and I found myself stealing glances at his strong, muscular body beneath his uniform.

As the bottle emptied, the conversation took a flirtatious turn. Christine, always the bold one, leaned forward and whispered something in Rob’s ear, making him blush. I felt a warm tingle between my legs as I watched their playful interaction. The sexual tension in the air was palpable, and I knew that something extraordinary was about to unfold.

Without saying a word, Christine stood up and took Rob’s hand, leading him towards the private balcony adjoining the lounge. I followed, my heart racing with anticipation. The cool night air caressed my skin as we stepped outside, the garden lights casting a soft glow around us.

Christine turned to face Rob, her eyes sparkling with desire. She slowly unbuttoned his shirt, revealing his sculpted chest and washboard abs. I couldn’t help but reach out and run my fingers over his firm pecs, feeling the warmth of his skin. Rob let out a soft groan, his breath quickening as I teased his nipples with my fingertips.

Christine wasted no time and dropped to her knees, unbuckling Rob’s belt and unzipping his pants. His cock sprang free, thick and erect, the head glistening with pre-cum. She wrapped her full lips around his shaft, taking him deep into her mouth. Rob moaned, his hands tangling in her hair as she sucked him with abandon.

I couldn’t resist joining in. I knelt beside Christine, my fingers gently caressing Rob’s balls as she continued to deepthroat his throbbing cock. He was rock hard, and I could feel his pulse quicken under my touch. I leaned in, kissing his inner thighs, teasing him with my breath, and then taking his balls into my mouth, gently sucking and licking them.

Rob’s hands gripped the balcony railing, his body treming with pleasure. “Oh, fuck, yes,” he whispered hoarsely. I smiled up at him, my blue eyes sparkling with mischief, and then turned my attention back to his cock. I took it into my mouth, sliding my lips down his shaft, tasting Christine’s saliva and his unique, musky flavor.

We took turns pleasuring him, our tongues and lips working in unison. Christine would lick and tease his balls while I sucked his cock, and then we’d switch, our hands roaming over his body, exploring every inch of his hard, masculine frame.

Rob’s breathing became more labored, and his hips thrust forward, seeking release. I knew he was close, so I stood up and pressed my body against his, my breasts against his chest. I could feel his heart pounding against mine. Christine stood behind him, her hands cupping his heavy balls, gently massaging them.

“I want to feel you inside me,” I whispered in his ear, my breath hot against his skin. With that, I turned around, presenting my bare ass to him. I had been so caught up in the moment that I’d forgotten about my dress, which now hung loosely around my waist, exposing my naked body.

Rob needed no further invitation. He positioned himself behind me, his hands grasping my hips. I felt the head of his cock pressing against my wet pussy, and then he thrust forward, filling me in one smooth motion. I gasped, my eyes rolling back in pleasure as his thick shaft stretched me, penetrating deep within me.

He began to move, his hips pumping in a steady rhythm. I braced myself against the balcony railing, my hands gripping the cool metal as Rob pounded into me from behind. Christine stood to the side, her fingers working her pussy as she watched us, her breath coming in short gasps.

“Fuck me harder,” I begged, my voice hoarse with desire. Rob obliged, his hands squeezing my ass cheeks, spreading them apart as he drove into me with increased urgency. I could feel his balls slapping against my clit with each powerful thrust, sending waves of pleasure through my body.

The sound of our bodies slapping together filled the night air, mingling with our moans and gasps. Christine moved closer, her hand reaching out to pinch my nipples, causing me to cry out in ecstasy. Rob’s fingers found my clit, rubbing it in circles as he fucked me, pushing me closer to the edge.

“I’m going to cum,” I whispered, my body tensing as the orgasm built within me. Rob’s fingers worked my clit faster, and I felt my pussy clench around his cock as I came, my juices flowing down his shaft. He grunted, his own release imminent, and with a final powerful thrust, he filled me with his hot cum.

We collapsed in a sweaty heap, our hearts racing and our bodies tingling with post-orgasmic bliss. Christine joined us on the balcony floor, her body still trembling from her own climax. We lay there, entangled in each other’s arms, catching our breath and reveling in the aftermath of our passionate encounter.

As we lay there, sated and satisfied, I realized that this weekend getaway had already exceeded my wildest expectations. And it was only the first night…

A Wild Night at The Tipsy Buffalo

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I walked into The Tipsy Buffalo, my favorite dive bar in Austin, the familiar scent of beer and sawdust filling my nostrils. It was a typical Friday night, and the place was buzzing with energy. Country music blasted from the speakers, setting the mood for a wild night ahead. I made my way through the crowd, nodding at familiar faces, until I spotted my friend, Kristen, waving me over to the corner booth.

Kristen, with her stunning blonde hair and sparkling green eyes, was a sight for sore eyes. She had a playful smile on her face, and her body-hugging dress showcased her incredible figure. As I approached, I noticed she was deep in conversation with a handsome stranger. His name was Matthew, and he seemed to be captivating both of us with his charming demeanor.

“Melissa, darling, you made it!” Kristen exclaimed as I slid into the booth beside her. “We were just getting to know each other. Matthew here is new in town and looking for some fun.”

Matthew, with his confident smile and piercing blue eyes, extended his hand towards me. “Pleasure to meet you, Melissa. Kristen was just telling me about your adventures. Seems like you two know how to have a good time.”

I couldn’t help but blush at his forwardness. Matthew was undeniably attractive, with his brown hair that fell perfectly across his forehead and a chiseled jawline. His muscular frame filled out his shirt, hinting at a well-built body beneath.

“We do know how to have fun,” I replied, taking his hand and giving it a firm shake. “And it seems like you’re about to find out firsthand.”

As the night progressed, we indulged in a few rounds of drinks, sharing stories and flirting shamelessly. Matthew was a natural charmer, effortlessly switching between witty banter and seductive glances. I found myself drawn to his playful nature, and the chemistry between us was palpable. Kristen, ever the instigator, seemed to sense the growing tension and decided to take matters into her own hands.

“You know, we’ve been having such a great time, and the three of us seem to get along so well,” she said, leaning forward conspiratorially. “Maybe we should take the party back to my place and see where the night takes us.”

I felt my pulse quicken at the suggestion, and Matthew’s eyes lit up with anticipation. Without waiting for a response, Kristen signaled the bartender for the bill, her determination evident in her body language.

“Let’s go, shall we?” She stood up, grabbed her purse, and headed towards the exit, leaving Matthew and me to follow in her wake.

The short walk to Kristen’s apartment was filled with nervous excitement. We chatted casually, but our minds were clearly elsewhere. As we entered her cozy apartment, the mood shifted from playful to sensual in an instant. Kristen dimmed the lights, putting on some soft music, and poured us each a glass of wine.

“Make yourselves comfortable,” she purred, her voice low and sultry. “I’ll be right back.”

Matthew and I exchanged a knowing glance, our eyes speaking volumes. We sat on the plush couch, our bodies close, and sipped our wine, anticipation building with every passing second. The silence was broken by the sound of Kristen’s footsteps approaching, and we turned to see her standing in the doorway, a vision of desire.

She had changed into a sheer black negligee that left little to the imagination. Her curves were accentuated by the soft fabric, and her nipples hardened beneath the thin material. Her eyes smoldered as she slowly walked towards us, her hips swaying seductively.

“I thought we could start with a little striptease,” she whispered, her breath hot against my ear as she leaned in close. “Unless you two have other ideas?”

Matthew’s hand found its way to my thigh, his touch sending shivers up my spine. I turned to him, my eyes locking with his, and I saw the hunger burning within. Without a word, I stood and began to undress, slowly peeling off my dress, revealing my lace bra and matching panties.

Kristen’s eyes widened with appreciation as I approached her, my body on full display. I reached behind me, unhooking my bra, and let it fall to the floor, my breasts heavy and full. Matthew’s gaze followed my every move, his breath quickening.

“Beautiful,” he whispered, his voice hoarse with desire.

I knelt before Kristen, my hands gliding up her thighs, and began to kiss her inner thighs, my breath hot against her sensitive skin. She let out a soft moan, her hands running through my hair, encouraging me. I could feel Matthew’s eyes on us, his desire palpable.

As I continued to explore Kristen’s body with my lips and tongue, Matthew moved closer, his hands caressing my bare back. I felt his hardness pressing against my thigh, and I couldn’t resist reaching for it. I stroked him through his pants, feeling his length and thickness, and he let out a low groan.

“Oh, fuck, that feels incredible,” he whispered, his voice thick with lust.

Kristen, overcome with pleasure, pulled me up for a passionate kiss, her tongue dancing with mine. I could taste the wine on her lips, and her hands roamed over my body, igniting a fire within me. Matthew joined us, his hands cupping my breasts, his mouth finding mine, and we shared a heated three-way kiss, our tongues entwined.

Breaking away, Kristen guided us towards the bedroom, her hand trailing down my back, leaving a trail of goosebumps. Matthew followed, his eyes never leaving our bodies. Once inside, Kristen pushed me onto the bed, her hands immediately going to my panties, sliding them down my legs.

“I want to taste you,” she murmured, her fingers already dipping into my wetness.

I lay back, my legs falling open, as Kristen positioned herself between them. Her tongue teased my clit, flicking and circling, driving me wild. I arched my back, my hands gripping the sheets, as she delved deeper, her fingers working in tandem with her mouth.

Matthew stood at the foot of the bed, his erection straining against his pants. I reached for him, pulling him closer, and he eagerly shed his clothes, revealing his thick, throbbing cock. I stroked him, my hand gliding up and down his length, as Kristen continued to devour me.

“I want to feel that gorgeous cock inside me,” I whispered, my voice hoarse with need.

Matthew didn’t need any further encouragement. He climbed onto the bed, positioning himself between my legs. I guided his hardness to my entrance, and he slowly pushed inside, filling me with his warmth. I gasped as he stretched me, his cock sliding deep within me.

Kristen, ever attentive, continued to pleasure me with her tongue, her fingers working in unison with Matthew’s thrusts. I was caught in a whirlwind of sensations, my body trembling with pleasure. Matthew’s pace quickened, his hips snapping forward, driving into me with abandon.

“Oh, fuck, yes!” I cried out, my body on the brink of release.

Kristen’s mouth worked feverishly, her tongue never faltering, as Matthew pounded into me, his grunts filling the room. I could feel my orgasm building, an intense wave of pleasure crashing over me.

“I’m gonna cum!” I screamed, my body convulsing as the orgasm ripped through me.

Matthew’s thrusts became more urgent, his cock swelling inside me. He let out a primal roar as he emptied himself, filling me with his hot seed. I could feel his cum leaking out of me, mixing with my juices, as Kristen continued to lap at my sensitive flesh.

Exhausted and satisfied, we collapsed onto the bed, our bodies entangled. Kristen snuggled up to me, her hand gently stroking my thigh, while Matthew lay on his back, his chest rising and falling with each breath.

“That was fucking incredible,” he managed to say, his voice raspy.

I smiled, my body still buzzing with pleasure. “It was just the beginning.”

As we lay there, spent and content, I knew this night would be one to remember. The chemistry between us was electric, and the possibilities were endless. I couldn’t wait to see what the rest of the night, and the morning after, had in store for us.

The adventure had only just begun, and I was eager to explore every inch of pleasure with these two captivating individuals.