Kipp Ersnack - Holiday on Vice

"You mean, your sister wants a good fucking, too?" Matt Dodson asked.

"You don't have to be so crude," Lauren Lohman answered dryly. "She's out in the car. You want her to come in?"

At first this arrangement had been a terrific idea. She had seen it used once in a college play. Girl meets sexy man; they agree to meet at a certain place on a certain date for a day or two of furious fucking; then everybody goes home. And both remain anonymous, using false names; just two married people getting it on the side. But she had never dreamed the guy would be so old. But Matt didn't look fifty-eight, no way! She was now twenty-four. Ridiculous!

But in that little bar at Huntingdon Beach she'd been so attracted to him that she had made the decision, the first pass. Both wore wedding bands, both knew it would be just a fun date. Armed with two martinis, she had let herself be talked into going with him to a motel.

There she had learned what a real man could do for her. She had received a short course in sexual pleasure so fantastically wonderful she'd had trouble believing it. He had climaxed her more than twenty times, and with her thirty-eight-year-old husband Jed she'd been lucky to make it twice before he blew his semen in her.

She had walked around in a daze for days. She had haunted the lounge until he finally showed up again. And after another whole afternoon of almost steady sex they had made the pact. They would meet once a month.

This had been going on for more than a year now. They met in a small cottage he apparently owned down near Laguna Beach. It was off the highway, in a grove of scrub pines, hidden from the traffic. Two bedrooms, two Johns, fairly modern. It appeared he brought his wife here now and then.

"Sure, have her come in," he said, frowning. "But she could blow this whole thing."

" Janni and I have always been very close, Matt. I mean, no secrets of any kind. She won't give it away, honest! You think I'd screw up a wonderful thing like this?"

He grinned, sliding his arms around her waist, and her clit was already stinging. They'd have a whole weekend. He squeezed her ass, cuddled by tight Levi pants. She arched her bra-less tits at his chest, and a sweet hot shudder passed through her whole body. What an animal he was!

"You know you can handle two girls, honey," she breathed. "I told Janni all about you. She goes for sophisticated men, too-and she's prettier than me."

"Impossible," he murmured into her thick blonde hair. His mouth took hers, his right hand went to her boobs, and he gave her the kind of kiss she craved. Lots of tongue and tittie play. He always pressed her boobs or her ass or her pussy when their mouths met-unless they were in public. He was, above all, a gentleman. Finally, their lips came unfastened.

"And don't get the wrong idea about Janni and me-we're not lezzies. Incest is out."

"Did I say a word?" he grinned, opening her shirt and toying expertly with her naked tits. "Noooo. God, that's wonderful!"

He drew back. "Well, bring her in here and lay the ground rules. You're excited about this, aren't you?"

"Yes!"she sighed, shivering. "You see, when she and I were real young we said we would both marry the same guy. We were always getting crushes on the same kid. We were always close. When guys took us out, we told each other everything."

"So you married and it didn't turn out well," he said.

"You should know, honey," she answered. "He still doesn't know shit about sex, and we even have a good business and-"

He put a finger to her lips. "I don't want to know about that. Is Janni married, too?"

"No, she's single. She takes modeling at UCLA. Wait'll you see her, stud!"

"You know what fresh young pussy does to me," he chuckled, back on her titties again. Her nipples were already stiff, her panties were juicy. On several previous dates he had rushed her into the nearest bedroom and stripped her clothes off before they had hardly said 'hello.'

Times like that, when he snugged that big thick cock into her eager, wet cunt, she went off almost instantly. He said it was only a niner, but she knew damn well he had at least ten inches. It was as thick as her wrist. But the real secret 6f his huge success was that he could fuck for just hours and not go off.

He said he had learned how to satisfy a woman somewhere in the Orient. There was even a name for the art, but she could care less about that. His hands and mouth were sheer magic; he seemed to know every tender zone on and in a girl's body.

"I guess I can wait a while," she giggled, moving away to the cottage door. She put her hand out and waved to Janni. Her sister came leggily out of her car, wiggled up the trail, smiling, her cute titties swaying inside her shirt. She was a virgin-very unusual for a foldout-pretty blonde with those long, long model's legs. Let Matt find out for himself!

Janni came breezily inside. She looked at Matt, and the expression on her beautiful face was ex8 actly what Lauren had expected-they always went for the same man.

"Well, Matt, you are something!" Janni said, her eyes flicking to his basket. "Lauren's told me so much, it's like I already know you."

"Good," he smiled. "I'm very lucky. Your sexy sister said you had it, and you do."

"Wow, isn't this something, honey," she giggled, looking at Lauren. "It's finally going to happen!" Lauren laughed. "Yes, and I can hardly wait."

"Well, why don't you two find a bed and get a little, huh?" Janni giggled. "I can tell you're ready, Sis."

Lauren shuddered. God! We've talked a hundred times about sharing a real man. We watch each other masturbate, we've done that for years, having our fun together without touching. But this is gonna be SOMETHING ELSE!

She and her sister had another purpose in being here together-they were determined to find out who he was. Such a distinguished-looking man, with his sophisticated manners, had to be a wheel of some sort. Was he really married, or was that ring just a sham?

And their ultimate purpose was simple: one sister would marry him, the other would live in the same house. This once-a-month stuff was driving Lauren crazy. She wanted him all the time. She was ready to divorce Jed instantly.

True, they had a nice going business, a drugstore. Jed was a druggist, quite successful, but he was a washout in bed. Just how bad he was had not struck home until her first illuminating date with Matt. She simply hadn't lived before.

Matt had put color and verve in her life. She became much happier and more vibrant, and of course Janni, who had an apartment not far from the Lohman home in Anaheim, had seen the change in Lauren instantly. And since they shared everything, they had shared the secret.

"Do you want to watch us, honey?" Lauren asked her sister.

"I'd love to!" Janni bubbled. "That would really turn me on."

"You fox!" Lauren giggled, trembling. "Is it okay with you, Matt?" "Are you kidding?" Matt grinned. "Let's go."

Janni felt a weakness in her legs as she followed Lauren and Matt into the nearest bedroom. The girls hadn't even brought in their travel cases. Lauren was so hot her eyes were glazed, and her unbuttoned shirt revealed where his hands had been playing.

Matt had an enormous lump in his pants. Janni could hardly understand her emotions. Since she was eleven, guys had been trying to make it with her, and while some had been fun and a few had been handsome, not one had made her feel like this. And Matt was almost three times her age!

The girls' father had died young on a construction project, and their mother had remarried about the time the sisters struck out on their own. But this just couldn't be a 'father image' fascination. For her it was mostly what Lauren had said about him, and her sister had told her everything.