At first, Alice had been excited. Since Belle got so many overnights with me, she'd graciously offered to let Alice and Zofi cuddle up to either side of me, and I'd fallen asleep quite happy to spoon Alice like my personal teddy bear. She, on the other hand, lay awake in a panic that if she moved the slightest bit that she'd disturb my slumber, and my arms started to feel like a prison. About an hour after everyone else had passed out, she finally slipped away, moved on the other side of Belle, and slept fitfully on the edge of the bed trying not to touch anybody.

I'd wound up spooned behind Zofi, which was quite pleasant for both of us. I gathered she'd slept in Sam's arms more than a few times over the years.

Anyway, everyone got dressed, ate “breakfast” (it was getting close to noon), and we piled into the van to drive off down the coast. We stopped and took photos at Bixby Creek Bridge. We took the Buzzard's

Roost Trail hike through the redwood trees in Big Sur. Belle was sore and whined about her stupid idea to have anal sex with me the morning before going on a big hike. I felt bad (since, well, it was mostly my fault), and I wound up carrying her piggyback a good chunk of the morning.

We ate a picnic “lunch” in the lush forest close to four o'clock.

Afterwards, we checked out McWay Falls and then spent a couple of hours at Pfeiffer State Beach. At one point, Belle walked over to Holly, and the two of them took a long walk together along the waterline. I had an inkling they were talking about me, although I reminded myself not to think the entire world revolved around me.

We stayed on the beach until we could see the sunset glowing through the Keyhole Arch. Naimh came to find me then, and she sat between my legs while I kissed the back of her neck as we watched the sunset together. Her body felt VERY warm and comfortable with my chest pressed against her back and our fingers interlaced together. And for a moment there was no one else on the beach but us.

Our party of eight stopped in Carmel for a Late dinner and then finally made it back to the Santa Cruz cliff house after ten. By the time everyone showered and got into our rooms, we were all pretty tired from a long day out. And even though we'd all slept in pretty late in the morning, the amount of exercise we'd already gotten and the energy spent was not conducive to any big great orgy.

So despite having three of the sexiest, most sexually-CAPABLE young women I'd ever met in my bed, we did NOT have some wild out of control foursome.

Oh, we still had sex. I mean... come on, let's not get crazy.

But we just went one round, everybody had at least one nice orgasm, and

I fell asleep spooned up with Mari as my cuddle bunny for the night.

Besides, we had a wild out of control foursome in the morning.

Something tickled my balls, and with a start, I jerked awake.

She didn't react at all, didn't even make a sound. I'd just thrust every inch of my dick down her throat, and she took it all with aplomb.

And as soon as my hips dropped back down to the mattress, she resumed fucking her entire face up and down in my lap as if nothing had ever happened.

My eyes fluttered for a brief second, giving me just enough time to see the brunette head bobbing up and down in my lap. Mari looked up at me, her warm brown eyes welcoming me into the world of the waking. And she stopped to smile around a mouthful of meat at full depth, as comfortable with my entire cock in her throat as if she were sucking on a mere cough drop.

“Mmm, good morning, Angel," I greeted while reaching up to caress her cheek.

The pretty Latina pulled off my cock, beamed, and replied, "Good morning." But rather than slam her face back down on my dick, she giggled and glanced to her right.

“Top o' the mornin’ to ya!" Naimh cheered in an overly-dramatic accent.

And then with a pixie wink, she wrapped her lips tightly around my shaft and maintained that suction for every exquisite inch as she slowly pushed her nose all the way down to my short and curlies. At full depth, she swallowed thickly, breathing shallowly through her nose and massaging my morning wood with her throat until she returned upward just as slowly as she'd gone down.

“What am I supposed to say? ‘G'day mate?’ or something?" Sam Laughed as she took over. She stroked my shaft with her right hand a couple of times first before nursing my mushroom head and swirling her tongue around the cap.

Taking a deep breath, Sam then matched the two others in deep-throating me, which made me groan and then mutter, "Crikey..."

Unfortunately, the joke made her Laugh and she had to pull up. And instead of repeating the maneuver she instead bobbed her head up and down several times before popping off the top and smiling.

"So Zofi told me you made a rule for your first night with the other girls." Sam explained while she handed my dick back to Mari. She paused and waited while the Lusty Latina deep-throated me again, which made me lose focus and I let my head loll back. But when Sam had my attention once more, she continued, "You said no splitting off into one-on-ones - everything has to be a proper threesome."