Weekend Samplers: Part 4.

Sampling more participants, in various ways.

Based on posts by lckscknfck7, in 4 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels.

"What makes a lover capable?" I asked Vera. “Does he need to be hung like a horse?”

"Of
course not," Vera answered. "If Walter was the only man I made love to
for the last 30 years, I wouldn't be able to walk today."

I
remembered what that girl from the lodge looked like. She was probably
five and half feet tall, 100 pounds wet, with wavy red hair and
freckles, and pretty blue eyes. She probably wasn't a day over 18. What I
thought was her boyfriend could have been her brother.

Vera
continued; "Well, this poor girl didn't know what she was doing, other
than the basic understanding that the cock was to go in the mouth. I
gently pulled her aside and did my best to teach her. Of course, Walter
was the perfect gentleman and told me when he was about to cum. I asked
the poor girl if she wanted to try swallowing again, assuring her that
it was perfectly alright, and she attempted it again."

"And how did it go the second time around?" Angie asked.

"Oh,
the same as the first,” Vera rolled her eyes. "The poor thing
practically threw up. She asked me if swallowing got any easier, and I
told her that the more she swallowed, the easier it would get. Then she
wanted to know if his cock was supposed to get any harder, and I made
the mistake of saying that it was; but it took a lot of effort.”

Vera
continued; “Well, that's all I had to say. You'd think she was trying
out for the cheerleader squad, the way she was giving it her all. She
even slipped out of her bikini, not that it was leaving much to the
imagination anyway. She shyly walked around on the boat, showing off her
slender, young body. That gave Walter a rise, and I thought I was going
to get my birthday fuck early, but he never grew more than three
quarters erect."

"Does it still work, even if it's not fully erect?" Angie asked inquisitively.

"Oh
yes, sweetheart,” Vera said. "But it's nowhere near as much fun as when
he's good and hard. Twenty years ago you could sit on his Dutch cock
and he could wrap his arms around your waist and walk around with you on
him like some sort of cock puppet." Angie was stroking her crotch
through her bikini bottoms and starting to breath heavier.

Vera
went on. "That's right; twenty years ago, you weren't even born. Sorry.
Yes, his meat still feels good, but it's more like making love to an
uncooked pork tenderloin than a Louisville Slugger."

"So what happened with the girl?" I asked with a bulge in my pants.

"She
kept blowing him, and again, he came in her mouth. She was very cute,
even with cum on her face and in her hair. She hadn't started trimming
her cunt yet, not that there was much hair down there to trim. I sat
next to her, helping her suck and stroke Walter's thick cock. I didn't
want her to get bored. The poor thing had been on her hands and knees
sucking and stroking for over an hour. I decided to spice things up a
bit and ran my fingers up and down her legs, eventually stopping at her
cunt. She was startled when I put my fingers inside her. I had to tell
her to relax, that it would help things. Even after she relaxed, I could
barely get two fingers in her sopping wet cunt. I figured she must have
been a virgin, or not far from it, and decided Walter would tear the
poor thing apart if he tried to make love to her, even flaccid.

I
convinced her to lie on her back for a few minutes while I showed her a
few other "tricks". I put two fingers back inside her and rubbed her
G-spot as I nibbled at her clit. Within 2 minutes, she moaned and shook
like she was having an epileptic seizure. It must have been her first
orgasm provided by another person. I was honored."

"Wow, it sounds like you had fun." I said.

"Well,
it looked like things were going to get even better when she offered to
go down on me." Vera said. "I sat across from Walter next to the
captain's chair and spread my legs for her. She was amazed to see so
much of my cunt hair missing from my crotch and asked how I did that. I
explained that I shaved it to make it more appealing. She asked if I
would shave her, and I told her to wait until she had more hair to
shave. She finally knelt between my legs, pulled her hair to one side,
and put her mouth on my clit.

Just
then, there was a call from the shore. Her brother or boyfriend was
looking for her. She quickly put on her bikini and quietly stepped into
the water. She swam away from the boat and gave a little wave as Walter
pulled up his pants. Poor girl, reminded me of Angie, here," Vera
concluded.

"Oh,
fuck," Angie gasped as she realized we all saw her, as she brought
herself to orgasm right there on the couch between Vera and me.

Sarah
walked into the living room and paused momentarily to catch a glimpse
of Walter's flopping huge cock as he pulled on pajama bottoms. Her
eyebrows were raised as she looked at Vera; "And you can still walk?"

We
continued to listen to Vera’s stories a few more minutes, then Ken
called us from the kitchen; "Dinner's ready!" Ken had said it would be
about 30 minutes before the food would be ready, and he was right on
time.

The
dining room was designed to be comfortable, even with your clothes off,
and Vera and Walter took full advantage of that feature. Even Angie
decided to take off her top while we ate. Sarah suddenly became tired
halfway through the meal, and I helped her to the large sofa in the
living room.

A Time-Lapse Narrative.

The
next thing I knew, I was waking up next to her. I must have been asleep
for a long while. I had drooled on my arm, which felt like it was still
asleep.

A
bright morning sunlight was flooding the room. I’d gotten very little
sleep in the previous night and My body obviously gave out. There was a
fan on somewhere in the room, and after my eyes had some time to adjust,
I found it and turned it off.

Lying
on the bed next to me, Sarah was still asleep. Her fingernails and
toenails were painted a dark red. I didn't remember them being painted
while we had dinner.