Free Softail Curves II by D. H. Cameron Page A

considered acceptable. Now, with Dutch and his friends, I could be who I wanted to be. I could let my hair down, so to speak, without fear of being judged or mocked.
    Sheila swam out to a rock, climbed up onto it, and spread her legs invitingly. I watched as Locke followed her and before I knew it, he was going down on her. I couldn’t take my eyes off the scene. I’d never seen another couple do anything like that and I was shocked at how aroused it made me. Dutch bobbed in the water a few yards away and watched the show as well. The more time I spent around these three, the crazier it got and the more I liked it.
    “Shauna,” Sheila called to me and I lifted my eyes from between her legs. She curled her index finger at me, inviting me to join her. I felt that rush like the night I first met her and we did body shots from each other’s naked breasts. It was scary and arousing all at once. Everything I knew told me I shouldn’t join her. It was wrong, it was disgusting and it was degrading. That’s what most people would say. I ignored it all and went anyway.
    I joined my friend on the rock and once I was seated next to Sheila I spread my own creamy thighs and bid Dutch to dive in. He didn’t need any other encouragement. I could clearly see Locke as he ate his wife’s pussy and I must admit it was thrilling to watch. However, when Dutch began to bite my inner thighs on his way to my soft folds, I squealed despite myself. Sheila laughed, her excitement growing and soon Dutch had his face buried deep between my legs, pleasuring me with his lips and tongue.
    “I could do this all day,” Sheila announced as she leaned back onto her outstretched arms and enjoyed the warm sun and her husband’s attention.
    “You’re so naughty,” I said playfully and she winked at me.
    “You have no idea, Shauna,” Sheila told me and I could only wonder what she and Locke did when Dutch and I weren’t around. Dutch quickly had my state of arousal matching Sheila’s. I couldn’t help but feel self-conscious as I climbed towards an inevitable orgasm but those feelings only made the whole experience more exciting.
    Then Sheila began panting and moaning as her hand pushed Locke’s bald head even deeper between her thighs and she came. I watched as she closed her eyes and let the pleasure wash over her. I found it deeply arousing to watch another woman orgasm right next to me and within moments, I joined her. Dutch’s tongue worked its magic on my clit and soon both Sheila and I were in the throes of passion.
    I moaned and fought the urge to scream out lo ud as the searing climax ripped through me. God, this was so damned naughty. I couldn’t help but watch Sheila as I orgasmed and found her looking right back at me. She managed a smile before she leaned over and slipped her tongue into my mouth. Oh my, that was all I needed. I exploded again as I sucked on her tongue and then Sheila pulled away as another orgasm took her.
    We both writhed on that rock as the boys pleasured us, each of us coming several more times before we both began to get too worked up. Finally, Sheila pushed Locke away and he looked disappointed. I let Dutch take me through one last satisfying orgasm before I pulled away laughing.
    “We better stop before we all wind up on shore in a big writhing pile of bodies,” Sheila said as she slipped into the water and hugged her husband.
    “Or in jail,” I added jokingly as I slipped back into the lake, the water feeling quite warm after being out in the air.
    “Wouldn’t be the first time Sheila’s been picked up for lewd behavior,” Dutch said as he scooped me up into his arms.
    “Hey, that was a misunderstanding. I didn’t know she was a cop,” Sheila protested. Locke and Dutch both laughed. We all made our way back to shore but nobody seemed ready to get dressed just yet. We all ended up lounging on the beach naked. Sheila sat on her folded jeans and reclined between Locke’s legs who sat on a rock