This set me off too and I came, shooting my load all over my belly, dick and hand. Cara was in rapture, but not too much to forget to lick the sensitive head of my dick and lap up as much of my cum as she could. Then, I couldn't resist scooting behind Cara and licking and sucking as much of Carter's sperm out of her dripping, creamy asshole as I could. We all collapsed in a heap and finally got up to take another group shower.
It was now late, so we got dressed, casually anyway in shorts and sandals, and went out for seafood. We laughed and had a great conversation about lots of things, including the amazing sex we had that day of course. Since none of us wore underwear, we fooled around some under the table at dinner but were too fucked out for another round when we got home. We shared some beers and conversation and then flopped down in the bed together for a well deserved night's sleep. Cara was sandwiched between Carter and me as we gently and lovingly fondled and stroked each others' bodies and dozed off.
Sunday morning...
The next morning I woke up with the usual piss hardon. Something was a little different though as I became more aware of my surroundings. The mattress was bouncing up and down. I looked over and Carter was pounding Cara missionary style. They both looked over at me with "good morning" smiles as they kept humping. I got up to take a piss. From my vantage point I could see Carter's ass bouncing up and down, his ass cheeks clenching and relaxing with each thrust, and of course, his balls swinging into Cara's taint with each plunge. I smacked him on the ass and said, "You didn't even wait for me you fucker."
Carter laughed and shot back, "You were asleep and left your basket unguarded, dude!"
I laughed and went to the bathroom. When I came back, Carter was now raised up, bracing himself with his arms straight out on either side of Cara's shoulders. The small of his back had a deep curve and he was pounding away faster than when I'd left them. Even at eighteen, after coming three fucking times the day before, I guess it was finally taking longer for him to reach an orgasm.
No complaints from Cara who was just moaning and encouraging Carter on by saying things like, "Yeah, fuck me deep. Shoot your load in my hole. I wanna feel you go off and feel your hot jizz inside me." Just listening to her gave ME a hard on. The visuals certainly helped too.
"GONNA...CUM!" Carter finally yelled and rammed in as hard and as fast and as many times as he could, shooting his semen with each thrust. There was no gentleness in his eyes this time, just intense concentration on what he was doing and feeling as all the pleasure centers in his brain were firing off. He turned his head, flinging his blond hair and quickly glanced at me to make sure I was still watching as he plowed my woman and inseminated her. For her part, Cara locked her feet together behind the small of Carter's back and bucked her pelvis up to meet each of his thrusts.
Carter finally stopped cumming and collapsed on top of Cara. He was so out of breath I almost started to get worried. He finally rolled off onto his back and looked up at me with a big smile and said, between breaths, "Creampie for breakfast?" he said laughing. "You... are... one... lucky... sonvabitch... to be able to fuck Cara anytime you want. She is so beautiful, and so hot in bed. I can't get enough of her tight twat, man." Well, that was certainly some compliment.
I said, "Thanks Carter. I won't speak for her, but it looks to me like Cara wouldn't mind if you fuck her anytime you want for the rest of the time you're here anyway.
Cara just nodded and said, "Boy, you are just as good in bed as your dad and Brody. And they're pros. I guess you're a natural." "Thanks Cara," Carter answered with a smile, "You inspire me."
Then looking at my still stiff pole he said, "Speaking of inspiration, it looks like I have a friend who needs a little help here."
To be continued...
