I wake up slowly, still all sticky from the night, my body heavy with pleasure and exhaustion. Martine is curled up against me on one side, her calm breathing warm on my neck, and Didier on the other, his arm draped over my waist. I immediately feel his hot body pressed against my back, and especially… his cock, still soft, gently rubbing against my bare ass. He shifts a little in his sleep, and I feel that dick starting to swell, to harden, nestling right between my cheeks as if it’s already looking for the way in.
Martine opens her eyes at the same moment, a lazy smile on her lips. She looks at me, still half-asleep, and without a word she gently grabs the back of my neck and guides my head toward her breasts. I understand the invitation instantly. I slide down, take one nipple into my mouth, suck it softly then nibble it, a bit harder, just to hear her moan. She arches her back, lets out a low, throaty “hmm,” and at the same time I feel Didier pressing even closer, his cock now fully hard sliding along my slit, searching for the entrance to my still swollen pussy from yesterday.
He pushes in gently, without forcing, just the tip parting my lips. He’s not completely hard yet, so it slides in easily, almost tenderly. But as soon as he starts those slow thrusts, I feel his cock growing inside me, becoming huge, rock-hard, stretching me completely. “Fuck…” I murmur against Martine’s breast, and she laughs softly while stroking my hair.
Didier speeds up right away, gripping my hips and pounding me now without holding back, his balls slapping against my ass. Martine, turned on by the thrusts we all feel together, climbs on top of me, straddles my stomach and presses her dripping pussy right against my mouth. “Eat me, you little bitch,” she growls, and I obey, plunging my tongue inside, licking her like I’m starving while Didier fucks me hard from behind.
He suddenly flips me over, puts me on all fours, and takes me doggy-style like an animal. Martine slips underneath me, her head between my thighs, and starts sucking my clit while her husband pounds me relentlessly. I scream with pleasure, I know I’m going to come soon, and Didier speeds up even more, spanking my ass, murmuring dirty words: “You love it, don’t you, little slut? You love getting wrecked in the morning?” I can only moan “yes… yes…” before I squirt again, gushing all over Martine’s face—she drinks it all, licks it all.
Didier pulls out, flips me onto my back, and comes on my breasts and stomach in long, hot spurts while Martine fingers me hard to draw out my orgasm even longer. We stay like that for a few minutes, breathless, sticky, kissing messily, their hands all over me. I’m completely destroyed, but fuck, it’s the best wake-up of my life.
In the afternoon, they decide to take me to the beach. Not just any beach: a nudist one, a bit further along in the dunes. I’ve never done it before, so I’m both excited and a little nervous. We arrive, spread out our towels, and right away they strip. Martine drops her sarong, Didier takes off his shorts, and me… I do the same, a bit shyly. The air on my naked skin, the sun everywhere—it’s incredibly liberating. There are other naked people around, some of them looking at us, and I can already feel myself getting wet just from the idea of being so exposed.
We swim, we sunbathe, and I start really loving naturism. Didier gets half-hard from time to time, Martine discreetly strokes my ass when no one’s looking. And then, after a while, we notice a guy alone, around forty, pretty good-looking, sitting a bit further away in the dunes. He’s been watching us for a while, and I can see him slowly jerking off while staring straight at me.
Martine leans close to my ear and whispers: “Want to make his day, baby? We can invite him…” Didier grins, already excited by the idea. After the morning we just had, I say yes without thinking. They stand up, take my hand, and lead me toward the dunes, to a more secluded spot.
The guy sees us coming, quickly tucks his dick away, but Martine signals him not to worry. “Relax, we share,” she says with a laugh. He hesitates two seconds, then pulls his already very hard cock back out. Didier gently pushes me toward him: “Go on, beautiful, give him your little pussy.”
I walk over, kneel in the sand, and immediately take his cock in my mouth. He groans loudly, surprised, while Martine and Didier settle beside us to watch. I suck him like a pro, taking him deep into my throat, then he lifts me up, pins me against a dune, and thrusts into me hard. He fucks me standing, fast and rough, while Martine touches herself and Didier jerks off watching us.
I come again, loudly, and the guy finally pulls out and shoots all over my breasts, shaking all over. Martine comes over, licks up the cum, kisses me so I can taste it, and Didier joins us for one last three-way embrace while the stranger watches, still stunned.
We walk back to our towels like nothing happened, and I realize this couchsurfing trip has officially become the hottest one of my entire life. And it’s not even over yet… 😈