Pete had driven us outside of town to a secluded field and had stepped outside to get a better view of the proceedings. I just kept my attention on th... job at hand as Dave started to moan in pleasure at the work I was doing, slobbering his gorgeous cock in my spit making it wet and ready for what he may like to do next. While I was busy the back door opened at my legs and Pete stood behind me, his excitement bulging right out of his pants. Dave had something in mind,"Take this gurls panties off. It was a pretty good turnout, music playing loud, people dancing, smoking, and drinking. I had only had a few drinks earlier since I’d better maintain control if the party started getting out of hand. Then out of nowhere, Leslie grabs my hand and takes me to where the music is playing, and starts dancing. She is never this forward, so I can tell she’s pretty drunk, and of course I play along. She has already taken off her dress jacket, exposing more of her shoulders and giving me a better view. He’s still carrying the pole.As I swim down the pool towards the deep-end, he’s sitting on the chair, legs apart, close to the edge, so I have an even better view of him, his delicate fingers idly playing with that pole, now upright in his hands between his legs. As I make my turn and come back past him, I can’t help smiling to myself at the subconscious implications and I quietly chide myself for wondering if he has masturbated this morning yet. “Probably not,” I think to myself, “It’s much. . it feels at points that this saga has become an exercise in "and then we fucked in THIS room in THIS position." Certainly, it gets a little repetitive, but I hope I've managed to communicate some of the endless novelty and newness that those acts had for me. However often I sucked his cock in those three days, it was like I was coming to it again for the first time, that it was always this tremulous and exciting adventure. That certainly was what fuelled our constant fascination with each.