The Beach, Part Two
Day 2: Another glorious sunshine day, full of warm sun and gorgeous beach weather. Eric was rather tight with Mitch during the day, and I knew that they had talked about what Eric and I did the night before. Mitch kept staring at me most of the day, until Eric finally popped the question: “Could Mitch join us tonight on the dunes?” I was angry and a bit put out by Eric’s indiscretion, but it thrilled me to know that Mitch wanted to “play” with us. I sulked for about an hour, and Eric took me aside and tried his best to make me feel better about Mitch knowing about our kinky night. Eric confided in me that he and Mitch had an on-again/off-again partime bi-gay thing going, which I figured out since they were rooming together and seemed comfortably close with each other. He told me that Mitch really wanted to be a part of what we did and really wanted to come along later when (if, at this point) we went out to the dunes that night. I told him I would think about it and finally, about 4:00 PM gave him my answer. I believed that if I said yes, then I could completely dictate the night to play out the way I wanted it to play out; that I was holding all of the cards here and could have these two adorable guys anyway I wanted to play with them. I told Eric that Mitch could come along, only if he participated, and not just as an observer. I also told Eric that tonight would be panty/underwear night – both of them had to be prepared to remove their pants and participate, anyway I wanted them to in underwear. Furthermore, I wanted both of them in plain, white briefs, with fly openings, and that I preferred that they were to be well-worn briefs – nothing new. Eric said that he had them, but Mitch was a boxer guy and didn’t have any briefs. I told him “no dice,” that if Mitch didn’t have briefs that he would have to either go out and buy them during the afternoon, or wiggle into a pair of MY white cotton panties – no exceptions. He chatted with Mitch and they both came back with a definite YES. Mitch would do it, and agreed to wear MY panty. I discreetly gave him a pair of my white cottons, fullbacks – one of the oldest pair I owned with dead elastic legbands, and I knew that they would bag open around his legs – just what I wanted. The anticipation of seeing Mitch’s genitals hanging out of girlie white cottons was enough to me moist. I also told Mitch that I wanted the panty back that very night – no keepers here. They both agreed to my plan, and I was horny as a toad with the anticipation of playing with these two gorgeous men, again, one of them in MY panties. This was going to be Cameltoe Carnival! I was surprised when Eric informed me that Mitch had a request regarding what I was going to wear, but I just shut him down immediately, and told him that I would wear something to guarantee a fabulous cameltoe view for both of them and it would be MY decision as to what I would wear. I was not about to let go of any of the cards at this point. They both quickly agreed and the three of us waited out the rest of the afternoon in anticipation.
Dinner was uneventful, but pleasant, as we shared the company of the entire group. Most of them had plans for a movie or bar hopping, so we three just kept our mouths shut about our plans. Throughout dinner, I was making my mental notes of exactly what I was planning for the night. By the time dinner finally ended, I actually had to go clean myself up, and change my panties because I was already wet with anticipation. The three of us then headed out to the dunes.
The guys were wearing T-shirts and baggy jeans. During the walk out to the dunes, I made things perfectly clear that I had no intention of having sex with them whatsoever, and that my only role in the evening was to tease them. They had to do everything I asked them to do without questioning me and they were to never mention what was to happen and to never talk about it because the only ones performing that night would be them, and I didn’t think that they would want anyone to know about it. They just looked at me in complete confusion, but I made them agree to complete discretion.
I had on a pair of plain, soft nylon panties – the ones with half-moon seams front and back – very schoolgirl looking. I had also cut out the crotch liner of these, so that they would very easily and completely slip up into my crack.. I wore a pair of white short shorts over these, and a tank top – no bra. My plan was to slide out of the shorts as quickly as possible, so that I would be the first one in exposed panties. As they spread out the blanket, that was exactly what I did, turning away from them and bending over to place my shorts on the corner of the blanket, showing my pantied butt to them. I pulled out a deck of cards from my shorts pocket and I sat down on the blanket, opened up my legs and drew up my knees, planting my heels into the blanket with my legs apart – facing them. My panty immediately pulled up snugly into my crotch, with a medium-deep crease right up through the entire length of my slit – from clit-to-butt crack. I was incredibly “well-defined,” you might say, and physically felt fantastic! They stared at me silently. The cards were a diversion - I needed something I could presumably be busy with so that they were free to stare at my slick, smooth cameltoe and open crotch, and also so that I did not get too wet too quickly. I knew that without a cotton crotch panel liner that any wetness would immediately show through. I needed some mental diversion for myself to focus on. I appeared to be very busy shuffling cards and dealing out poker hands. Without even looking at them, I just said, “OK, off with the pants, gentlemen.” They glanced at each other and quietly removed their pants. “You can also take off your shirts, and no talking,” I said. This was cool – they were doing everything I asked them to do. Eric sat cross-legged in his white briefs, and poor Mitch didn’t know what to do or how to sit. The white panty of mine that he was wearing was incredibly thin and rather transparent and had a crotch panel width of, maybe, an inch and a half. His manhood was hanging out both leg openings – his cock on one side and his testicles evenly split, hanging out of both leg openings. He was clean shaven and uncircumcised. The head of his cock was just beginning to emerge from its foreskin covering – just peeking out. He was absolutely gorgeous! He was embarrassed and trying to hide himself from view, which was almost impossible. Eric noticed Mitch’s dilemma and his cock practically doubled in size almost instantly. They both had growing erections, and Eric’s looked sooo very inviting as his cock leaned to one side, up against his stomach in those very soft white cotton briefs. Practically every vein on Mitch’s cock was now visible through the very thin, white cotton panty.
We played about three hands of poker and they were so distracted by my open legs - it was almost ridiculous and very funny to watch them. Mitch’s cock was now poking out through the waistband of the panty, the head of his cock fully emerged, and the crotch panel was deeply tucked up into his butt cheeks. What a fantastic male cameltoe! The half-moon seam in the front of his panty ran right through his testicles, pushing one off and out each leg opening. Eric’s tool was completely erect, yet contained in the cotton brief. His hardness combined with the soft folds of the brief made me insanely horny. I really wanted to reach over and touch him through that soft white cotton, but I refrained. Both of them were rock-hard and their faces were flushed – either excitement or embarrassment. I remained cool and collected on the outside, but inside, I was dying to take hold of both of them and stroke those cocks. I know they would have touched and fingered my cameltoe and panty crotch if I asked them to or let them, but I would not entertain the notion of either one of them allowed to touch me. My plan was to lightly fondle my own toe while watching them jack each other off while watching me turn them on, but they didn’t yet know this. This night, I wanted to silently cum just when they did. I have never climaxed while watching two gorgeous males ejaculate at exactly the same time, and I didn’t know how to coordinate these to all happen simultaneously, but I was going to try. I knew that if I was in control of my own clitoral stimulation, I could wait for them, but for how long, I didn’t know. I continued to direct them…..
I told Eric to take himself out, through the fly opening, but he had to leave his testicles inside his brief. The opening was tight with a full erection, and he struggled to pull himself through the opening. I told him to rip it open a bit further. He never hesitated and ended up with a fairly loose opening for his huge cock. Mitch’s penis was still protruding from the waistband of my panty, which was quite tight on him. I told them to sit closer together and they slid together on the blanket. I slid the cards off the blanket and went into a stretching, exercising routine, which forced my panty deep into my crotch. I stretched out on my back – slid both legs apart and lifted one leg at a time into the air – I them rolled onto my side and with my upper leg – opened it wide in the air, again forcing that smooth nylon fabric deep inside of me. They continued to stare at me. I rolled over onto my stomach and opened my legs. The boys had a full view as I arched my upper torso and drove the panty up into a tight butt wedgie and back toe. All this time, I never took my eyes off their faces and they never stopped looking at my crotch. “Do you like what you see,” I asked? “Oh, man, yes,” Mitch said, and Eric nodded. “ I didn’t know if you liked looking at cunt, or if you preferred cock watching?” I asked. They didn’t answer, but continued to stare at my open legs.
“ I want both of you to pull up on the back waistband of your briefs and give yourselves a very deep wedgie.” They laughed, but did it and really quickly. “Open your legs wide and let me see YOUR cameltoes,” I said and they did. “Now reach over with your hands and touch each other’s cocks,” I said. They obliged, with hands that seemed all too familiar to each other. I was sure they had played with each other before, but most likely never while being stimulated by the live view of a female organ. Their hands began slowly moving up and down each others’ cocks, both of them with open, flat hands – just sliding up and down, but surprisingly moving into each others’ cameltoed crotch on each downstroke – below their testicles and sliding their fingers into each others wedgie in their butts. I couldn’t believe what I was witnessing, but it was such a turn-on for me. “Now, slowly start stroking each other,” I said, and they began to slowly and gently move up and down each others’ shafts. OMG – they were actually slowly jacking each other and their eyes were glued to my crotch.
I stood up and faced them, opening my legs wide and placing my hands on my hips, like some kind of commando. The feeling of power and dominance was surprisingly fun and stimulating. I adjusted my own cameltoe, pulling it out in the front and then re-pulling it with my legs open, so that my clit was clearly wedged and visible through the white nylon. I was soaked. Eric moaned slightly and momentarily stopped stroking Mitch. “No slacking off,” I instructed them, and they both began a rhythmic, somewhat more determined pattern.
I told them that I wanted both of them to now sit facing each other with their legs opened, their briefs deeply tucked into their butts, and I wanted them to free up each others’ balls. Eric let Mitch’s out through the leg opening on one side, and the narrow crotch panel disappeared into Mitch’s crotch. Mitch reached inside Eric’s enlarged fly opening and drew out Eric’s testicles. They both had soft, dangling nut sacks and I told them to resume stroking each other, but to also hold each others’ balls in their other hands. And they immediately began softly manipulating each others’ testicles with occasional cameltoe fingerings to each other. They were REALLY into this and I stepped in between them, facing Eric, and opened up my legs. My clit was maybe a foot from his face, and my butt cheeks also a foot or so from Mitch’s nose. I dipped down, bending my knees and lowering myself in between them and Eric said, “Oh my God, I’m so close.” Mitch said, “me too.” I told them to stop moving and I stepped out from in between them. I now turned around and faced both of them from the side. Their cocks were in the air and pointing straight up. I told them to resume SLOWLY. I also told them that I wanted to see them cum all over each other, but only when I said so. Both sets of testicles were now drawn up tight and firm, so I knew they were both about ready to explode. I picked up the pace a little with my own stroking and my panty crotch panel, although still deeply inbedded in my slit, was soaked through and sliding all over the place with every finger motion I made. I poised two fingers over my clit and circled it gently while at the same time I said NOW to them. The anticipation sent me over the edge first, I think, and they spewed streams of cum within a few seconds. Mitch was silent, but Eric was slightly vocal as he came. I thought that the previous night was the best orgasm of my life, but I was wrong. I also changed my mind about allowing Mitch to keep the panty. I originally wanted to have it afterward, just to sniff it while masturbating, but I no longer needed to do that, and I wasn’t interested in keeping it any longer since it was covered in Mitch’s cum. We all laughed a little, broke out cold beers and toasted each other for a wonderful night. I could barely walk back – my clit was so swollen and so sensitive. I was one completely worn out chick!
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05-08-2008, 09:00 AM
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