The Winter Foursome

DONALD

Donald lay in bed reading his phone while Terry brushed her teeth. The electric brush made some noise, but he could still hear the other couple talking and giggling quietly in the next room.

The walls in this house were so thin that he could almost make out what they were saying.

Terry hopped into bed and snuggled up with him. As they lay together in silence, their room filled up with soft moans and rustling noises from next door.

“They’re having fun, huh?” Terry asked as she pressed herself tighter into Donald’s chest.

“They sure are. I wonder how long they’ll be up?” Donald replied, staring at the ceiling.

Then, after some silence, it started. Kristal and Peter’s bed started rocking, slowly at first, thudding against the shared wall. Terry looked up at Donald, smiling. They both knew what was happening now.

The rocking increased in pace and intensity. Then they started to hear Kristal.

“Oh, ohhh, ohhhh,” she moaned, loud enough for everyone to hear. “Oh God, Peter…oh fuck, Peter…yes…ohhhh…”

Terry signed “shh” by placing her index finger over her mouth as she fought back giggles.

“Oh, my…ohhh, fuck, it’s so big…oh yes, baby, this pussy is all yours. Tear it up, Peter.”

Donald tensed a little when Kristal commented on how huge Peter was. He’d seen it for himself at the Jacuzzi earlier, and Terry definitely had too. Donald had always been a little insecure about his own size, and Peter had to be at least twice as big.

He wondered what Terry thought of that.

He didn’t say anything to her now, though, just squeezed her a little tighter as they kept listening to their weekend roommates having sex.

Terry slowly started to kiss on Donald’s neck, her tongue keeping time with the rhythm of the bed hitting the wall next door. She reached out and ran the edges of her nails across his chest.

He knew she was trying to start something. But he couldn’t. Not right then, not with the mental image of Peter’s huge dick so close. Donald just lay there, gently rubbing Terry’s arm.

After a few minutes, she got the hint and stopped. Which left them with nothing to do to compete with the great sex they heard coming from the next room.

The sex next door, and lack of sex in their room, went on seemingly forever. Eventually, Terry and Donald grew tired enough that they tried to get to sleep. But it was impossible to sleep with the constant banging and moaning from their friends’ room.

“Fuck, fuck, oh, fuck, yes, oh, hell yes, don’t stop, baby, YES, YES, OHHHH PETER!!!”

Clearly orgasming, Kristal’s shouts filled their room. She was either too drunk to be quieter or simply didn’t care that anyone else could hear her. Then they heard a deep and powerful grunt as Peter apparently reached an orgasm also.

“Argggghhhhhhh!” he shouted as Kristal continued to moan over him. The two of them orgasmed together for a good fifteen seconds. Then there was finally silence except for a very light giggling and talking.

Terry didn’t say anything as she lay with her eyes closed. Donald could tell from her breathing that she wasn’t asleep yet, and he knew she had heard all the same things he’d heard.

The live action from next door had ignited something within Donald, giving him a throbbing erection. But even though he was rock hard, he tried to fight off the mental imagery of Kristal getting pounded by Peter’s huge dick.

He wanted the erection to go away. He was too apprehensive to try and pleasure Terry after hearing that. In time, it worked, and he drifted off to sleep.

***

Donald reclined in his beach chair as Kristal and Terry sat on either side of him. They were both wearing matching black one-piece bikinis, but Donald was naked and sporting a throbbing erection.

Kristal held his penis as she sipped her drink and chatted with Terry. Every once in a while, she would stroke it up and down, but then afterward she’d go back to just holding it.

Dozens of beachgoers walked by, but they either didn’t notice anything happening or simply didn’t care.

Donald desperately wanted her to keep stroking, but she wouldn’t. She was too preoccupied with her conversation to notice him, and Terry just ignored the whole situation. He needed to cum, but he couldn’t unless she kept going.

No matter what Donald tried, Kristal wouldn’t move her hand. It was no use; she was purposely denying his orgasm. It must be some type of new game she’s trying, Donald thought.

She slowly started to stroke it more and more as Terry was taking a drink of her cocktail, then suddenly…

Donald’s eyes snapped open to find Terry curled up next to him. It was a damn dream, and Terry was wide awake, waiting for Donald to open his eyes.

“Good morning,” she said softly.

“Hey, how long have you been up?” he said sleepily.

“Not long. Just waiting for you to get up…well, the rest of you, that is.”

Donald looked down and saw that he had a raging hard-on. Terry’s hand was already wrapped around it, stroking up and down softly. “You were sound asleep with this thing,” she said with a smile.

Donald closed his eyes as he let Terry slowly stroke his cock. She teased him a little by kissing his stomach, thighs, and then lightly licking his balls.

She came back up to his face after a minute or two. While looking longingly into his eyes, she whispered, “I wanna fuck, baby.”

“Gladly,” Donald replied as he leaned over to kiss her. She stopped him before he got to her lips with her index finger.

“Uh-uh-uh, go brush,” she said sternly.

Donald frowned. “Really?”

Terry nodded and moved back to her side of the bed to show she was serious. Grudgingly, he got out of bed and wandered to the bathroom, wearing nothing but a T-shirt. Terry giggled a little at his boner bouncing left and right while he walked.

When he got back, he paused in the doorway, admiring the sight of her sprawled out in the bed with her hand in her panties. She really must be horny.

Donald came forward and jumped in bed on top of Terry. She let out a playful shriek as he devoured her face. As they made out, Donald grabbed healthy handfuls of her boobs.

He smelled her hair, its light fragrance of lilac, while slowly rubbing her nipples and kissing the sides of her face. Then he rubbed his hard cock against her stomach.

Terry grabbed hold of it right away and started stroking it. She spread her legs and looked into Donald’s eyes. “I wanna cum so bad,” she whispered.

“Oh, you do,” he growled back. “I want you to cum all over my dick. I love to feel you pulsate around it. I want to fill you up and plant a baby in there.” He wasn’t sure if he should be saying that last part, but the stutter of confusion faded quickly into horniness.

Donald grabbed his dick and slowly pressed it into her soaked pussy. Terry opened her mouth and closed her eyes as she took him in. Thrust after thrust, her breathing intensified. After roughly two minutes, she began to orgasm.

She put her hand over her mouth to muffle her moans as he muscles contracted around him. Donald couldn’t believe how quickly it had happened. She normally only reached a speedy climax from oral or with toys.

As he watched her orgasm take over her body in a way he had never seen before, he felt his own orgasm rush through his body.

“Oh, fuck, I’m gonna cum,” he announced.

Terry still had her hand over her mouth. She removed it and whispered between moans, “Yeah, do it. Inside. I want you to fill me up, baby.” Instantly, he unloaded all of his cum inside her, grunting loudly. Terry immediately covered his mouth while giggling.

Donald thrust hard as he kept ejaculating. After one final push, he relaxed his body and rested on top of her. They kissed passionately as his penis began to soften inside her.

“That was so good,” she said lovingly. Donald smiled and rolled away so he wasn’t on top of her. He leaned on one arm as he took a long gaze at her vagina.

A thick glob of cum was leaking down to the sheets. He caught it with his finger and held it up. “These ones escaped,” he said with a laugh as he pushed it back inside of her with his finger.

Terry laughed and swatted him away, before leaning forward and looking at herself. “Am I supposed to, like, lean back and let the sperm soak in?”

“Yeah, you’re actually supposed to stand on your head or something for about five minutes. I read somewhere on the internet that you’re supposed to do that if you want it to work.”

Terry rolled her eyes and smiled. “Oh, okay, it must be true since it was on the internet.”

Donald rested next to her. “Wow. Twice in two days. We really are working on upping our numbers, huh?”

“Mmm hmm. And unlike last time, this one might actually stand a chance of getting me pregnant.”

“Hey, I got some in you last time!” Donald protested jokingly, trying to keep the mood light. This was the first time in a while that sex had felt truly fun, rather than just a means to an end.

They lay there relaxing till they started to hear the faint bustling of pots and pans downstairs.

“Ah, crap. They’re making breakfast. Come on, let’s head down. Don’t wanna be bad housemates!” Terry shouted as she jumped out of bed and headed for the bathroom.