Aug 20-22, 2010: Beach Weekend

Weekend at the beach at Tonja, Whitney and Karen
Friday

When I got to Whitney's around noon to pick them up, she went through my suitcase before we left and took away all the panties, left me with one bra, a pair of tight shorts, a mini, a thin beach cover up, 3 tops, a sun dress, 2 bikini’s, a pair of heels and a pair of sandals. I asked her if Karen knew about Tonja and she said not yet.

I drove wearing a mini and a tank top, no panties After about 2 hours, we stopped for gas. when we got back in the car, Whitney was bored and had Tonja drive, Karen in the front seat with her, Whitney and I in the back. Within 10 minutes Whitney pushed my head into her lap and I licked her pussy. When I’d satisfied her, Karen crawled between the seats and also got in the back seat. I turned and ate her while Whitney played with my ass. For the rest of the trip, I sat between the two of them. Whitney had my tank top off my shoulders, tits exposed and my skirt up around my waist. They took turns fingering me and biting and sucking my tits, teasing me constantly, fingering me when they felt like it and by the time we turned off on the road to the beach, I’d had 3 orgasms.

We got there about 5:00. The house was nice: 4 bedrooms, 3 baths, huge living room, dining room combo, adequate kitchen, big front porch. The house faces the ocean and sits up on stilts which are telephone poles pounded into the earth. All the houses close to the water are the same way.

After I unloaded the car, Tonja called me into the bedroom and I ate her pussy then sucked her ass while Karen held my head between her moms butt cheeks and Whitney fucked me with a dildo. They didn’t allow me to clean up. Instead, we changed into bikini’s, filled a cooler with drinks, grabbed some stuff and went to the beach, me with their goo on my face and my cunt leaking. We played in the ocean until almost dark. I was the only white person on the beach and felt conspicuous as hell, drawing lots of strange looks. We came back to the house, and I ate all three of them, licking salty ocean residue off every one of their cunts and asses. It’s a strange mixture. I had to lick Tonja a lot to get her flowing but I brought each of them off and in return Whitney put on a strappy and fucked me again.

We went out to dinner, same thing, me the only or one of the few whites anywhere we went, whether it was the restaurant, an ice cream parlor or a beach shop. We crashed that night, all of us in the king size bed. during the night Whitney dragged me to a different bedroom and had me eat her again. I slept with her the rest of the night.

Saturday

After breakfast we headed back to the beach, this time with a full complement of chairs, towels umbrellas and cooler. I had on a skimpier bronze colored bikini, which from a distance, Whitney said, gave the impression I was nude. We didn’t do anything too funky on the beach. It’s well patrolled by the cops and they check coolers for alcohol.

We walked back to the house for lunch. I didn’t go back to beach that afternoon; I’d had enough sun. They went, I napped on the sofa. When they came back late afternoon, they woke me and stripped me naked. They had me sit in a chair, slide my butt down to the front edge of the seat until the back of my head was resting against the back of an overstuffed chair, Whitney put her butt on the back of the chair, her feet on either side of my body and squatted until my mouth was in contact with her pussy. As I ate her, Tonja and Karen held my legs wide apart and gave me a dildo. I fucked myself while I ate Whitney. Both Tonja and Karen would spank my cunt and inner thighs. The sensation was wicked. Whitney came like crazy then they switched until I’d eaten all of them like that. They put me in the tub and pissed on me soaking me from my hair to legs.

Saturday night we drove over to a small town that is famous for its seafood. Even though the crowd was predominately white, I still got tons of looks. Nonetheless we ignored everybody else and pigged out on freshly caught fish, crab and shrimp.

We drove back to the beach house, left the car and walked up the street to a club. Whitney used her fake i.d. and we drank, danced. I was the only white woman in the place. Whitney saw to it that I danced with some other black women. There was some bumping and grinding. One woman, Norma, probably in her late 30’s, short feathered hair, really got into me; really rubbed up against me. The dance floor was crowed and dimly lit. I’d danced with her a couple of times and Whitney told me to go to the restroom and take off my bra, I did, stuffed it into my purse. When I got back Norma was at our table talking to Whitney. Norma and I hit the dance floor for a fast dance (my tits were jiggling around) then stayed out there for a slow dance. She took the lead, really pressed against me, danced me over to a corner and slowly moved her hand from my back down to the front of my waist and slipped a hand under my skirt. She kissed my neck and said Whitney was right, a no panty slut. Before I could respond she slipped a finger into my cunt. We danced, sort of, she slowly fingered me and I held onto her for support. I was breathless.

We came back to the table. Whitney and Norma whispered back and forth then Whitney told me to follow them. The 3 of us went outside. Whitney told me I’d fuck Norma. We walked across the street to an alley between two buildings,. Norma and I started kissing but some man came into the alley to piss so we walked down another street and Whitney spotted a house that had no lights on and no car pulled up under the house. We went there and got between a storage room built under the house and an old boat. Norma and I kissed. By now I could tell Norma was hot, well formed body, huge tits, a bit thick in the middle but great shape and a large rounded ass hidden behind shortest skirt one can imagine. Whitney told me to eat her, so I wiggled her panties off. She pulled her tits out the top of her bra and top. they were huge, like two bags of sugar. She was really getting worked up and pushed my head down. I went for her cunt, hairy, wet as a swamp, and started licking her. Whitney kept saying … go on whore, eat her. Norma was quietly moaning and all we could hear were night noises, her moaning and me sucking and licking her. It took a few moments to adjust to her but I knew when I found her spot. While I was doing her Whitney had come behind me and pulled my top off. I didn’t pause; just kept licking. I brought her off and sucked her cunt again, kissing, swirling my tongue. She stood me up and we kissed. Whitney told me to take my skirt off that Norma was entitled to see me naked. By this time I didn’t give a fuck and did it. I stood back in what moonlight and street lights filtered under the house, naked except for my heels. Whitney stood with her arms folded across her breasts like she’d just conquered the world. Norma looked at me, gave me a few choice words about what a slut I was and then pulled me to her, had me pinned against the shed and kissed me and frigged me off. I cleaned her fingers. Whitney tolerated that then told Norma to let me eat her ass. She turned, braced against the boat and I got behind her, raised the skirt and separated her cheeks. She smelled of perfume, musky ass and cumm. I kissed her, licked her and when I got my tongue in her hole she went wild. I did a combination of tongue fucking her hole and rubbing her cunt until she came again. I kissed her all over. Whitney came up and told Norma she had permission to piss on my cunt, in fact it’d be a fitting thing to do at this point. I took my heels off, squatted down some, my back against the shed, knees bent and she pissed, drenching my cunt, thighs and legs. Norma asked where I’d been all her life. Whitney laughed and said “fucking me”.

We dressed, walked back into the club, me smelling of sex and piss. I went straight to the restroom and cleaned up. When I came back to the table Norma was still there and Tonja and Karen well aware of the details. Norma knows all about my servitude to the family. I found out she’s 41, lives about 2 hours from me. We exchanged phone numbers just in case. Norma and I did a final slow dance, kissed like hell. She told me she has to see me again and I told her I’d make the trip down or meet at a motel somewhere but to go through Whitney. She left.

After she did, I found out guys had been hitting on Tonja and Karen while Whitney and I were away with Norma. Things were getting a little rough and a black guy kept pestering the crap out of me. What seemed to have started out as a decent club had turned into a pick up bar. I told Whitney I was uncomfortable; she was too. We walked back to the beach house, nearly 1:00 in the morning and all of us crashed. Whitney and I slept together but we just cuddled.

Sunday morning

Whitney and I woke up before anybody else and we fucked. I fixed breakfast and we all went for one final trip into the ocean. When we came back, the focus was on getting out of there by noon, the designated departure time.

There was no sex on the way back. All of us were zonked but happy. Tonja and I switched off driving. The girls dozed in the back seat most of the way home. When we got to Tonya’s I didn’t spend a lot of time there. I expressed my appreciation for the weekend and left for home. Whitney called me Sunday night and told me if Norma called, I had her permission to arrange something. I told her I would.