Canyon Trilogy

We were heading west again along highway 160.  The air was
getting warmer since we were going down in altitude as well as
having a warm air front come through. I was just enjoying the
feeling of freedom that you can only get by moving along on the
open road.

Michelle was sitting behind and a bit above me on the couch. 
Although I couldn't see her, I could feel her presence there.  I
was still trying to figure out what I had done in my life to
deserve to have this vibrant, sexy woman want to travel with me.
Along the same lines, I was trying to sort out my feelings for
her.  My rational mind was telling me that it was just her
youthful excitement that I was picking up on -- that we were too
far apart in age to have anything really come of it.  That she
could, and possibly would, go her own way soon.

My heart was telling me that I was falling in love with this
woman.  I was finding myself wanting her to stay around.  It was
more than just the sex, though that was fantastic. Rather, I felt
a thrill at hearing her voice, the touch of her hand, even the
radiant smile that she often flashed me.  My mind kept throwing
up roadblocks in this relationship; those arguments were fading
fast.  In the end, my heart was going to win.

Still lost in these thoughts, I heard Mickey call my name.  "I'm
sorry Mickey.  I was kind of lost in thought."

She poked my shoulder lightly.  "Silly.  I was just asking if we
could stop at the next town and buy some food.  I still want to
fix you a dinner."

"Sure.  Cortez is a good-sized town.  I can pull in and we could
pick up what you think we need, and we could even camp around
there if you want."

It wasn't long until we found a grocery store not too far from
the edge of town.  I parked the bus at the edge of their lot and
we went in.  The store was clean and bright but had the feel of a
Mom & Pop operation.  I followed Michelle through the aisles as
she found what she considered the essential supplies for any
meal.  When she went to the meat counter, I had to remind her
that the refrigerator was not too big and we could stop almost
anywhere to pick up whatever she wanted.

When we got back inside, Michelle put the sacks under the table
and we headed toward the south end of town.  I had asked about a
campground and this one came highly recommended, having the
facilities I was looking for.  We pulled in and I went in to pay
the fee.  I even booked some time for the hot tub that was next
to their pool.

This was the first night since Michelle and I had been together
that we had been where she could enjoy the full luxury of our
coach.  ("Our" coach?  Where did that thought come from?).   I
hooked up the electric, water, and waste connections, and leveled
the rig. Coming in, I told Michelle I was headed to the shower. 
I had been traveling long enough to use the campground facilities
whenever possible.  Grabbing clean clothes and towels, I jogged
over to the shower rooms.

The public showers were deserted when I went in.  I stripped down
and stepped under the head, letting the water rinse the day's
grime away.  With an almost unlimited amount of hot water, I took
my time.  After I was completely clean, I stood and let the water
cascade over my body.  The heat helped to relax muscles that were
stiff from the unusual amount of activity I had been
participating in.  Thinking of those activities was causing a
certain part of my body to become stiff, not relaxed.  My hand
stroked my rising cock as I relived the feel of Michelle's flesh,
her scent, and most importantly -- her cries of joy.  I finally
broke out of my revelry to remember I was in a public shower and
that the object of my revelations was waiting for me.  I stepped
out and started to dry off, trying to will my cock to go down.

As I entered the bus, I was hit with the scents of a wonderful
meal in the making.  I had not smelled such aromas since before I
had been married.  Michelle was standing in front of the oven,
sliding a pan in.  Dressed as she was in tight jeans and a
t-shirt, my cock was trying to resurrect itself.  I was imagining
her smooth skin under that cloth and remembering how the muscles
flex as she comes closer to orgasm was having its natural effect
on me.

Raising my eyes I found Michelle staring back, questioning the
smile on my face.

"I was just thinking how beautiful you are."

She blushed a bit, but her smile grew at the comment.  "Keep an
eye on the chicken.  It has to cook another half an hour.  I am
going to get a shower myself."  She grabbed her towels and headed
over to the showers.

I sat back and took it easy, taking a bottle of white wine out of
the storage, and then sat back with a book.  As the timer went
off, Michelle came back in the door. Grinning at her I said, "You
sure timed that just right.  Didn't even give me a chance to mess
it up."

Her hair was still damp, hanging down her back.  I could see her
nipples poking against the thin fabric of her t-shirt, stimulated
no doubt from the cool air.  With a giggle, she breezed past me
on her way to rescue her culinary creation.

Dinner was even better than she had promised.  Michelle glowed in
the compliments I gave her as I finished off my second helping. 
Afterwards, we sat back and relaxed with the remainder of the
wine.

We were talking about the trip and the campground.  Michelle was
grinning and turning a little pink.  I asked her what was wrong.

"I promise I wasn't snooping, but when I pulled out the towels
from in the bedroom, a bunch of DVDs fell out of the shelf.  The
titles looked interesting.  Are those really movies of people
having sex?"

I had forgotten about my movie collection.  Now it was my turn to
be a little embarrassed.  "Yes Mickey, those are erotic movies. 
I had forgotten all about them."

I could see a twinkle in her eyes now.  "Do you think we could
watch one of them?  I never had a chance to see anything like
that before."

The thought of watching an erotic movie with Mickey was
definitely causing me to have a reaction.  "If you want to we
will.  I will find one of the better ones and get it ready while
you finish up the dishes."

Michelle jumped up and hurried to finish off the last of the
dishes.  I headed back to the bedroom and turned on the Plasma
Screen and the DVD player.  I selected one that had a plot to it
and slipped it in.  I slipped into a pair of boxers and lay back
on the bed.

Michelle came in and saw how I was dressed.  She smiled and
stripped down to her bikini panties.  She crawled up on the bed
and stretched out beside me.  A touch of the remote and the movie
started.

As the action on the screen heated up, so did Mickey.  The first
scene featured a large busted woman playing with herself in the
shower.  As the woman started rubbing her hands around and over
her labia, Michelle started moving her thighs together.  The next
scene that aroused her interest was the same woman swallowing a
cock that must have been 11" long.  You could see her throat
expand as his cock started down.  I pushed Mickey's hand away
from her pussy, replacing it with my own.  I worked on her labia,
just occasionally dipping deep into her hole to spread more of
her flowing juices around. I wasn't trying to bring her off, but
just keep her excited.  I maneuvered her panties off of her and
she was lying there gloriously naked.

When a scene between the blonde and an equally busty redhead came
on, I felt the tension in Michelle increase.  I looked at her
face and she was watching in rapt attention. As the two girls
fondled each other's breasts, Michelle's hand moved unconsciously
to her own.  Her hands were following the movements on the screen
on her own body.  As the women on the screen went into a 69,
Michelle suddenly went into a massive orgasm. Her body shuddered
and twitched and she groaned as the waves washed over her.

I held her until she relaxed a bit and opened her eyes.  She
looked a bit embarrassed, but insisted that we finish the movie.
I got the idea to mimic the movements on the screen, just
touching her tummy or thigh when the action was calm, then moving
to her sensitive areas as it heated up.

The final scene was a threesome between the blonde, the redhead,
and the redhead's boyfriend.  I felt Mickey's soft hand reach
into my boxers and grasp my hard cock, squeezing and moving in
short strokes.  I was enjoying the sensations she was causing,
when she took a sharp intake of breath.  The man on the screen
was teasing the blonde's ass with his tongue then started to lube
her up.  Mickey was enraptured with the action.  I quietly
reached over and picked up a bottle of lotion that she had left
on the bedside stand.  I put a generous amount on my fingers and
moved between her butt cheeks.  My fingers roamed all around her
nether hole, causing her to twitch every time I brushed against
it.

By now, the blonde was on her hands and knees, her face buried in
the other girl's shaven pussy, her butt in the air.  Mickey was
teasing her clit and rocking her pelvis.  I moved my thumb into
her soaked pussy, and then touched her backdoor with my finger. 
She muttered "Oh God!" and tried to push against my finger.  In
time with the actor's motions, I pushed my slickened finger into
her ass.  I felt her tense just a bit, and then relax as my
finger pressed in to the second knuckle.

As the actor started pushing in and out of the blonde's ass, I
copied the movement with my finger and thumb.  Within just a
minute I felt Mickey start to tense up in anticipation of another
massive orgasm.  As she went over the edge, her real moans and
shouts drowned out the canned noises from the movie.  Her hand
was gripping my cock so hard that it was almost painful.  I had
never seen her cum as hard and for as long before.  Her entire
body was stiff and vibrating as the feeling of her orgasm washed
over her.

As she started coming down, I gently removed my finger and thumb
from her passages. There were tears leaking from her closed
eyelids as she tried to get her breathing under control.  I
stroked her tummy and side, talking softly.

It was some time before she had the strength to move.  She opened
her eyes and smiled at me.  She looked a little embarrassed.  "I
never had anyone ever touch me there before.  It was a strange
feeling, kinda nasty in a good sort of way.  God, I feel like you
fucked me for a week straight."  Then she realized she still had
her hand on my erect cock.  "I'm not sure what I can do to get
you off.  I'm sorry, I was so into my own orgasm that I
completely forgot about you."

I told her to roll onto her side.  Between her own juices and the
lotion, the whole area between her legs was slippery.  I snuggled
up behind her, sliding my aching cock between her legs.  Her lips
spread allowing my shaft between them.  I could feel her hot
juices coat me as I moved back and forth.  Mickey reached down
pushing my cock harder against her pussy.  I increased the speed
and firmness of my strokes until her butt cheeks were vibrating
each time I slammed into her.  I stiffened as the cum began
moving up my shaft, then started thrusting furiously against her
as I shot again and again.  My semen shot out, some of it
drowning her pubic hair.  As I came back to reality, I could feel
her fingers touch the head of my cock as she rubbed my cream into
her pussy.  We drifted into a sound sleep in that position.

I awoke the next morning on my back with Mickey cuddled up
against me.  I was definitely getting used to having this
wonderful, sexy, and very naked young woman next to me.  I felt
contented as I lay there, letting the warmth of the sun filtering
through the shades warm my body.  The call of nature became too
great and I carefully got out of bed, being careful not to
disturb the sleeping form that was lying there.  I finished up
and took a quick shower to wash off the remains of last night's
activity. Somewhat more awake, I stumbled to the galley to make
coffee.

The aroma of the coffee must have drifted back to the bedroom
because as I was filling my cup, Mickey came walking out, still
naked.  Her hair was in disarray and her eyes still had that look
of one not quite awake.  The evidence of last night's activities
showed plainly as my dried cum had plastered her pubic hair to
her skin.  She was a beautiful sight to me in all her glory.

She cupped her hands around the mug as she fought the urge to
return to bed. I moved opposite her and sipped my own strong, hot
liquid, hoping that it would take effect and force my body to
function.

After about half a cup, Mickey sighed and gave me a small grin. 
"Dave, I can't believe how stiff I am this morning.  At the end
of the movie, when he was going in her butt and you put your
finger in me back there, I thought the top of my head was going
to fly off."

"I saw your response to the action, so I thought I would try and
simulate it for you."

"Well, it sure worked.  I had never seen anything like that
before.  You know you are only the second man I have ever been
with.  The first was my boyfriend I moved in with, and all he
ever wanted to do was stick it in me for a couple of minutes and
then cum. Then he would roll over and go to sleep.  You are the
first one ever to lick me."  She took a sip of her coffee. 
"Seeing that movie made me realize that there is a lot I don't
know about."

I reached across the table and touched her arm.  "Don't worry. 
You've been sheltered most of your life.  Now that you are out in
the world, you will be exposed to things you never knew existed.
Any way I can help, just ask.  There is only one rule that I have
learned -- do what feels right to you.  Don't let someone else
force you into doing anything you don't want to."

I stood to refill our cups.  As I poured hers, she asked, "The
two girls eating each other in the movie ... do you think that is
dirty or perverted?"

"I don't think it's dirty or perverted.  That kind of scene is in
every erotic movie because it's a fantasy for men and for some
women.  In real life, I think that if two people are attracted to
each other and both consent, they should be able to pleasure each
other."

She still looked a little troubled.  "Mickey, did that scene
bother you?  Or are you concerned that it turned you on?"

She sighed  and looked down at her cup.  "My mom told me that two
women or two men that did anything together were perverted and
dirty and that they would burn in hell."

"And you're worried that you are dirty for reacting to it?"

"That is part of it.  I mean, it doesn't make me a lesbian to
wonder what that would feel like, does it?"

"No dear.  That makes you curious.  If you find that you do enjoy
it; that means you are bisexual.  You like both sexes."

 "I think I might be that then.  When I was 12, my best friend
Debbie and I were always talking about boys.  You know ... what
it would be like to kiss them, how it would feel to have their
hands all over us, that kind of thing.  Since neither one of us
had ever kissed a boy, we decided that we would practice kissing
each other.  You know, just to see how it felt.

"Our first attempts were clumsy.  We were in my room, sitting on
the bed. We both closed our eyes and completely missed the
other's lips. We finally found each other and we pushed our lips
together.  It made me tingle all over.  When she opened her lips
and touched mine with her tongue it was even better.  It was a
good thing that the door was shut and the radio was on, because
we were both groaning.  Debbie reached up and cupped my little
tittie.  I almost had an orgasm when she did that, it felt so
good.  I did the same to her and she shuddered.  Her hand had
just made it under my shirt when my mother knocked on the door
and wanted to know what we were doing.  It broke the spell and we
never did it again."

Mickey smiled softly at the remembrance.  I could also see that
it was turning her on a bit since her nipples were crinkling and
becoming erect.  She came back to the present and a bit of a
blush Tcame across her face.  I touched her arm.  "Mickey, as far
as I am concerned, you did nothing wrong with your friend.  You
were both young and just experimenting with your feelings.  Don't
let it embarrass you."

She looked back down.  "Anyway, that is why I reacted like I did
when I saw those two women.  Shortly after that, my mom gave me
the standard lecture about how sex was bad, and that it had to
wait for marriage.  But I still wonder what would have happened
if we had not been interrupted."

By now we both were awake enough to be hungry, so Mickey made
toast and eggs.  We decided to stay for another day and get
things in order.  The rest of the day was spent with Mickey doing
laundry and cleaning the coach while I did some maintenance on
the outside.  Dinner was some of the frozen dinners that she
declared had to be eaten so she could get some real food in the
freezer.  Later, we took a walk around the campground and watched
the sunset.  We were both still tired from the exertions from the
night before, so we crashed on the sofa, her head in my lap as we
both read something that interested us.  The last thing I
remember as I shut off the light and snuggled against the warm
body next to me was how much this girl was affecting me.

I was up early the next morning and had breakfast made for Mickey
before she was out of the shower.  As she cleaned up and stowed
the dishes, I made sure the water tanks were filled and we were
uncoupled from the site.  We pulled out and headed toward the
Grand Canyon.

We pulled into the Canyon visitor's center late in the afternoon.
 Mickey had spent the day looking at the sparse scenery.  The
high desert has a beauty that is all its own.  This part of the
country had a lonely feel; the vastness of the open space was
incredible.

I went in and paid the fee for the campground.  After getting
directions to our space, I maneuvered the coach around the
winding road and pulled into the campers' village.  We were
quickly hooked up and settled in.  Despite the lateness of the
year, there were several other campers already there.  A couple
with a popup trailer was in the space next door.  They looked to
be in their late twenties.  On the other side was an older couple
that looked to be retired and enjoying it.

 We spent the evening with the young couple, having them into the
coach for a bottle of wine after dinner.  They were celebrating
their second anniversary by getting out of town. They were very
much in love and were cute in their devotion with each other.
Throughout the evening, Mickey kept looking at them with a
wistful expression.  I'm sure she was thinking about having a
relationship, but the question running through my mind was if I
was the person she was thinking about.

There was no longer any doubt in my mind how I felt about her.  I
had fallen madly in love with the beautiful, bright, and sweet
girl.  I was still reluctant to voice those feelings because it
would cause my heart to break if she decided that she didn't feel
the same.

The evening wound down and we bade them goodbye.  Mickey was
quiet as we got ready for bed.  I was pretty sure I knew the
cause, but when I asked, she didn't reply with more than a shake
of her head.  I got a good night kiss and she laid her body
against me, her head on my chest.  She was so quiet that I
thought she was asleep.  I was wide-awake however.  I was so deep
in my own thoughts that I almost missed her whisper.

"Dave, how do you feel about me?"

I knew that if I was ever going to say what I felt, I had to do
it now. "Mickey, I am falling madly, hopelessly in love with
you."

I could feel the muscles in her face pull into a smile.  "I'm
glad cause I love you too."

She snuggled tighter against my body and breathed a deep sigh. 
We fell asleep soon after, locked together.

Mickey was up before I was the next morning.  This was very
unusual and I commented as soon as I had a sip of coffee.

"I just woke up early and I felt like moving around.  There will
be cinnamon rolls out in a few minutes.  Sorry they are from a
can, but I am not going to try and bake from scratch out here." 
She was almost bouncing and her face had a huge smile.

"Not that I mind, but you seem extra chipper today."

"That's because the man I am in love with admitted that he loves
me back." With that she bent over and kissed my cheek.  The timer
went off, and she pulled the rolls out of the oven.  The smell of
fresh rolls filled the coach.  She sat down next to me as she
waited for them to cool enough to ice.

"I am in love with you."  I said pulling her body close to mine.
"I was just worried that you would be shy of staying with an old
man.  I didn't say anything because of rejection."

"You didn't have to worry about that."  She nuzzled my ear.  "You
have been so good to me, so gentle.  That is something I had
never had before.  And you treat me like I am a person, not a
trophy or some brainless fuck toy."

We just sat there in a state of bliss.  I knew we faced problems
ahead, but for now we were happy just being with each other.  We
finally came back to reality and had breakfast.

The rest of the day was spent sightseeing and doing all the
things that tourists do.  It was fantastic to watch Mickey's
excitement at seeing things for the first time. We got plenty of
pictures with either one or both of us in front of the signs and
landmarks.

A few of the pictures were not what you would find in a normal
family album. When we were alone in a deserted place, Mickey
would suddenly lift her sweater to have me photograph her bare
breasts.  Or she would pretend to be looking over the edge down
into the canyon and slide her jeans down to reveal her firm ass
to the camera. As soon as I would get the shot, she would giggle
and cover up before someone came along. She was having a great
time playing the exhibitionist.  And she also enjoyed the
reaction that was evident in my pants.

We pulled back into our spot, tired but still laughing about the
sights.  We had stopped at the small store at the campground
office and bought the fixings for sandwiches that night. I pulled
into our spot between the newlyweds, Donald and Kathy, and the
older couple, then I hooked up the electrical while Mickey went
to see how our neighbors enjoyed their day.

I pulled a couple of beers from the fridge and sat down to
transfer the pictures to my laptop.  I created a file just for
our private pictures and then downloaded them from the memory
card.  I was admiring the private shots when Mickey came in with
Kathy in tow.

"Dave, Kathy is alone tonight, so I invited her for dinner.  Don
was called back to Flagstaff on some kind of emergency."

I was glad that Mickey was comfortable enough with this being her
home now that she would invite someone in without having to ask
for permission.  I smiled over at Kathy and motioned them to come
on up.  "All we are having is sandwiches and potato salad, but
there is plenty.  By the way, do either one of you know what wine
goes with chopped ham?"

They both giggled and Kathy answered, "Probably something from
Boone's Farm."

"I have just the bottle for this occasion."  I pulled a couple of
large jugs of a 'house' wine that someone had given me.  Throwing
a flowered dishtowel over my arm, I carried it to the table. 
With a flourish I 'presented' the bottle.  "Ahh.  Just what the
Madame ordered. Our finest . whatever this is.  Bottled at least
a week ago, it has the bouquet that is preferred by college
students and winos the world over.  Would Madame care to smell
the screw cap?"

They were both laughing by now.  Kathy had a beautiful laugh.  I
grabbed three water glasses from the cabinet and we sat down to
eat.  Kathy's mood lightened as we ate, the wine contributing to
the relaxed atmosphere.  We were laughing at the people that we
had seen, and the silly stuff that had happened.

Mickey wanted to show off the pictures we had taken since we had
been together so I set the computer up and they were soon on each
side of me watching the screen as we went through shots of the
mountains and finally the train ride in Durango.  Kathy asked me
to stop at one shot of Mickey that was taken just after she had
straightened her clothes in the railcar.

She was still sitting against the plush velvet very relaxed, and
the look on her face was one of sheer bliss.  Kathy was awed. 
"Mickey, you look beautiful here.  I haven't seen a look like
that since." She broke it off, embarrassed.

Since most of the wine had been consumed we were all feeling very
relaxed, but I was mildly surprised when Mickey revealed what had
happened.

"I looked that way because Dave had just eaten me to a fantastic
orgasm." She had a far away look in her eyes as she remembered.

Kathy's face was showing her shock.  "You mean he licked you
while you were on the train, and you came right there?"

"Yeah he did.  It was about the naughtiest thing I have ever
done.  I was horny from the motions of the train anyway, and he
started rubbing me before we even got out of the station.  He had
my legs spread and was eating me as soon as we were underway.  As
soon as we were done, the waiter came out with a drink for us.  I
know he could smell me, but he just smiled and went back to his
compartment.  I was so embarrassed that he knew."

"Wow, have you done anything else like that?"

"Just today.  I flashed Dave a few times when nobody was around."

Kathy giggled.  "You're kidding!  I always wanted to do something
like that, but Don is so conservative when it comes to things
like that."

Then Mickey surprised me again.  "You want to see them?  Bring
them up Dave."

I looked at her to make sure she wanted me too.  She was grinning
and nodding her head. Her eyes showed the effects of the wine,
but there was something else there too -- a look that I had
learned to know and love.  My little sex goddess was getting very
horny.  I clicked onto the folder, and the icons appeared.  I
started at the first one, Mickey showing her tight little tummy,
her shirt pulled up to the bottom of her boobs, and jeans
unbuttoned but still zipped, showing the promise of more to come.
 From there they became more revealing.  The girls were giggling
and laughing as each one came up.  The last one came up showing
Mickey bent over, her arms on a railing.  She was looking back
over her shoulder with a look of lust.  Her jeans and panties
were mid-thigh revealing her round ass and the treasure below. 
Kathy looked for a minute then gave a nervous grin.

"You are much braver than I am.  Don would have a fit.  I have to
admit that it looks exciting, but I don't have the body you do."

I broke in at this point.  "Kathy, you have nothing to be ashamed
of.  Any man can see that you are a well proportioned woman."

She blushed, but smiled at my compliment.  We sat awhile longer
with the girls discussing all kinds of things, with me inserting
a comment or two.  The wine was gone, so I opened another bottle
of some better vintage.  This too was consumed in a short time. I
could tell both of them were very 'loose' but not to the point of
passing out.  When Kathy got up to use the bathroom she weaved a
bit, bumping into the narrow hallway. Mickey was giggling and in
a very silly mood.  Kathy called out from the lavatory for Mickey
to help her with finding something.  Mickey started down the
hall, bumping into the sides in much the same way Kathy had
earlier.

They were back there for several minutes before Mickey came back
out. "Dave, would you care if Kathy stays here tonight?  She is
really uncomfortable about being in that camper all alone."

"I don't mind at all.  Why don't you two take the bedroom and
I'll pull out the sofa here."

Mickey's eyes sparkled, confirming my suspicions.  Her mother had
denied her the chance of experimentation, and the wine must have
lowered her inhibitions enough that she was going to satisfy her
curiosity.  From the intoxicated conversation earlier, I also
knew Kathy was not adverse to something happening either.  Mickey
came over to me and gave me a kiss that showed her appreciation,
and then headed toward the bedroom.

I felt a bit left out, mostly from the desire to fulfill that
age-old male fantasy of watching two beautiful women giving each
other pleasure.  Mostly though, I felt good about allowing Mickey
the freedom to satisfy her curiosity.  I pulled the bed out,
stripped down, and tried to relax.

The sounds coming from the back of the coach was serving to make
sure I was not going to drift off anytime soon.  I could hear
voices, then moans and groans as the two women explored each
other.  I reached under the blanket and grasped my hard cock,
preparing to find relief in my own hand.  I stroked slowly,
enjoying the sounds I was hearing. Grabbing my shirt, I felt my
orgasm building as I heard the muffled cries of a climax followed
quickly by another.  I followed almost immediately, shooting into
my shirt as I heard them both cry out once again.

I was trying to relax after the sounds had calmed down.  I was on
my back with my eyes closed when I felt someone sit on the side
of the mattress.  I felt that same someone kiss me.  The taste of
her lips was subtlety different from what I had tasted before. 
As the kiss ended, Mickey placed her head on my chest.  "Thank
you."

"Did you find out what you wanted to know?"

"Mmmm.  Sure did.  She wasn't any better than you, but it was
different. Feeling her body as she felt mine was different too. 
Now I know why you enjoy caressing me so much."

I could feel Mickey starting to relax.  "Sweetheart, why don't
you go back and keep Kathy company.  You two shared something
special, and you should enjoy the feel of each other for the
aftermath."

"You mean you don't mind?"

"I don't mind, but maybe a little curious is all.  And that can
wait for you to tell me later. Now go on and enjoy yourself."

I swatted her bare butt and she giggled, but headed back anyway.
I lay there thinking about those two young bodies lying together
until the wine finally took me into a deep slumber.

I awoke the next morning with a good-sized hangover.  I had not
drunk that much in a long time.  I grabbed the ibuprofen then
started the coffee.  Then it was into the bathroom to de-fur my
teeth and tongue.  I knocked at the bedroom door and announced
that the coffee was on.  Then I went back to the kitchen for my
first cup.

A few minutes later I was treated to the sight of a couple of
very hung over women. Kathy had on one of my robes and it was not
closed.  She did not even seem to notice that she was showing
everything she had.  They each grabbed the pain reliever and sat
down to wait for it to take effect.

Conversation was limited to short questions and shorter answers
until the drugs took the edge off.  I went in for a quick shower,
leaving the girls to talk.  When I came out wrapped in a towel
Mickey motioned me to the couch.  They were both still not
dressed and the sight was causing the natural reaction in my
crotch.  I was accustomed to Mickey's beautiful body, but Kathy
was a new element.  Perhaps an inch taller than Mickey, she was
also a few pounds heavier.  When her breasts would peek out, I
could see the pink nipples touching the fabric, causing them to
stay erect.  Her pubic area was shaven clean.  The tan lines from
her bikini showed that she loved sun.  All in all, she was a
lovely sight.

They became a little more talkative as their headaches started to
lessen, and of course the topic was what happened last night. 
Both girls thanked me for allowing them the time together, and
admitted some concern that I was jealous.

"I wasn't jealous Mickey.  I felt a little left out, but I knew
you needed to do this on your own.  I am just glad you have no
regrets."

Mickey blushed.  "No, no regrets.  I had always wondered and I
enjoyed it a lot, but I still prefer sex with you."

I chuckled at that.  "Believe me, I am very glad to hear that."

Kathy spoke then.  "Mickey and I got to enjoy each other last
night but you were out here by yourself.  I kept expecting you to
come in and at least have sex with one of us."

"I wanted to, but I wanted you two to enjoy yourselves even
more."

"Well you deserve something for being so considerate.  Mickey? 
Do you mind?"

Mickey giggled and said, "I had you last night.  Now it's Dave's
turn."

As she said that,she opened the towel I was wearing while Kathy
dropped the robe. Seeing the whole package caused my cock to
spring into an immediate hard-on. There was no foreplay; she just
put her legs outside of mine and climbed into my lap.  She shoved
a nipple into my mouth as she lined up my cock with her entrance,
and slid down. She must have been very aroused because I slid in
to the hilt.  Her warm depths were causing their desired effect
on me and I started making upward thrusts in time with her
downward ones.

Mickey came close to watch the action and started rubbing Kathy's
boobs. This succeeded in bringing her to her climax.  With her
pussy milking me and the strangeness of the situation, it soon
pushed me over the edge.  Just as I started to cum, I pulled
Mickey into a hot, passionate kiss.

It was a few minutes before we could collect ourselves. I hugged
them both and thanked them.  Kathy was still leaning against my
chest with my cock still in her. Mickey snuggled up against my
side.  We finally untangled ourselves and the girls headed to the
back to shower and dress.  There must not have been any fooling
around because they were out in record time.  We ate a light
lunch and then Kathy returned to her trailer. Mickey went back to
take a nap, and I was preparing to follow when I saw Don's truck
return.  Kathy greeted him with a big hug and kiss before they
retreated into the trailer hand in hand.  I smiled and went to
join the woman I loved.

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