Summer Holiday pt.3 - Champagne and Oysters for Breakfast

In part 16 of the story of the Lifestyle Circle on a Summer Holiday, it's champagne and oysters for breakfast.

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The guys had gone out early to dive for oysters in the middle of Venus Cove and returned to find the girls had already had an amorous morning without them.

"OK girls. How about you crack out the champagne whilst we shuck these oysters." directed Tim, taking their bucket out to the veranda. Jack had noticed a lemon tree behind the house as they drove in, so he went around to pick some lemons to go with the oysters, then took them inside. Tess was still at the sink, sans apron, as he came up behind her, placing the lemons on the bench. He reached his arms around her, kneading her breasts and his semi-erect cock pressed into the cleft between her thighs. He felt her wetness on her inner legs, remnants of her morning play. "Oooh! You've been playing already" he whispered in her ear, nibbling on a lobe. "Down boy" Tess rebuked, slapping his hands. "You'll have to wait till after breakfast".

When the boys came in with their platter of a couple of dozen opened oysters, the girls had already laid out a blanket on the floor. Glasses and a couple of open bottles of champagne were in the middle with a plate of lemon slices. The girls were sitting cross-legged in a circle. Trevor placed the platter of oysters in the middle and the guys sat in the circle between the girls.

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Poor Trevor, being the youngest and newest in the group, had a raging hard-on already, as he looked around the circle at four beautiful women. His eyes bulged at the sight of the various sizes and colours of breasts and nipples. His cock twitched a little as he noticed some glistening, still wet slits. "Oh my God!" he thought to himself, "I've gone from dateless to heaven. When Dick told me about this swingers group, I never dreamed it would be like this. Awesome!". Fanny had been a little over-the-top, all over him in the back of the car on the drive down. But he had been tired and it was dark when they arrived, and he vaguely remembered fucking someone before dropping off to sleep last night. But now in the light of day, sitting in this circle of beautiful naked people having champagne and oysters for breakfast, "Wow! Can it ever get better than this?".

"Hey, Trevor! Are you still with us?". It was Pat next to him that snapped him out of his reverie, offering an oyster to his lips and a glass of champagne in his hand. With champagne in one hand, she reached over and caressed his hardness with the other. "The sight of all these naked women a bit much for you?" she asked. "Don't worry, I'll take care of this after breakfast" she said, giving him another squeeze.

With three oysters down and finishing his second glass of champers, Trevor looked around the circle. Conversation had tailed off and there was now lots of action, kissing and fondling. 

Jack had Tess on her back, and with an oyster between his lips, was sliding it up and down her vulva, 'licking' her clit with the oyster in place of his tongue. He slid it down and suddenly it slipped right into her cunt. He slid two fingers in to retrieve it. With much slipping and sliding around inside (and much giggling from Tess), he had it. Tess's rising orgasm and twisting and thrusting wasn't helping his retrieval efforts. But having clasped the oyster between his two fingers, he rubbed it around her spongy g-spot. This was too much for Tess who came with a massive hip thrusting orgasm - or should that be 'oystergasm'? When she finally came down, Jack pulled the oyster out, clamped it between his lips and slid up Tess' body to offer it to her lips. She slurped it from him, "Yum! 'Oysters in cunnilinctus sauce!" she thought. 

With their bodies now embraced, without a thought, Jack's rigid erection just dropped into Tess's gaping cunt. With her cunt now filled as she craved, Tess flung her arms around Jack, kissing him passionately and lifting her hips, crushing their pubes together, rubbing her clit against his public bone. With some grunting, her hips raised again with the oncoming orgasm. Then it hit, her vaginal muscles gripping the base of his cock, refusing to release him. Then waves of convulsions flowed up her cunt, pulling and sucking his cock until he could resist no longer and releasing a hot geyser of cum. Her convulsions eased but his cock was still clamped in her grip, holding him and his cum in tight. Then a little post-orgasm twitch flickered through her cunt and she let out a little giggle. Then another, and another. Eventually, exhausted and all orgasmed out, her cunt released her prize.

Jack, equally exhausted and drained, rolled off into Tess's arms, and said "What  the fuck was that?". "That my darling was a vaginal orgasm. It's been months since I had one of those!".

Amazed, Trevor looked around the circle. Fanny was riding Tim cow-girl style. Dick and Emily were kissing passionately as he fingered her pussy.

"Come on darling. Let's find somewhere more comfortable and let me take care of this" whispered Pat in his ear, taking him by the cock and leading him to the big comfy bed.

(to be continued - Lazing on the Beach)

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