“You’ll just have to come back again,” Dawn suggested getting up. “Maybe we can make this a weekend routine.” That put an end to their show and the girls now turned their attention to us. "I can't believe that neither of you came after this!," exclaimed Dawn. " I told you Dan could last a long time. I bet you he'll last longer than Mike," said Christy. "I take your bet. Now lets take care of these men," said Dawn and strode over to Mike. "Aren’t you feeling a little uncomfortable in those long pants?” She pulled him up to stand and helped him out of it. Not wanting him to feel underdressed, I stood to remove my shorts as well.

Dawn started stripping Mike’s pantyhose down. “These won’t do for what we’ve got in mind,”she said. “Did you bring them?” Dawn asked Christy. I saw that Christy had produced a pair of the seamless pantyhose we had brought and carried them over. Mike and I were instructed to put them on.

“I guess you two have something special in mind,” I commented fishing for clues.

“Since I’m already covered all over, I think it’s only fair that we all are,” Dawn answered. Obviously, none of you have a skin suit, so we’ll improvise.”

She disappeared back into the bedroom and re-emerged carrying a few more pair of suntan pantyhose. “This would take a while to do without runs, so I already prepared a few pairs.” They looked like regular sheer-to-waist pantyhose until she held a pair up in front of Mike. Instead of having the crotch cut out, she had part-way split the front and back seams of the panty. “These are for your arms,” she said as she had Mike hold up his arms. She pulled the pair down, inserting his head into one of the legs and guiding his arms through the holes. The hose now fit over him like a sleeveless vest, except for his head in one leg and the other dangling behind his neck. She took the loose leg and partly folded it before stuffing it inverted back through the leg hole. “You could cut out the crotch and put one leg inside the other to form a double layer over the head, but I think one layer will do.” She took the remainder of the leg over his head and folded it into itself much like the other leg. She obviously knew what she was doing. “This is what I used to do before I got my suit,” she explained. “I also got these bodystockings at a discount price when I bought them along with my skinsuit.” She helped Mike into the bodystocking right over the seamless pantyhose he was already wearing. There was a opening at the crotch through which Dawn pulled his nyloned prick out. The sleeves were close at the end so that when she was done, Mike was totally covered from head to foot in nylon.

“Your turn, Dan.” Together, she and Christy covered me. After I was done, we helped Christy and the crotch of her bodystocking was made wider to expose her pussy and asshole. We were now all encased from head to toe in pantyhose.

“Now then, there’s just one more thing. Did you bring them, or will we have to improvise?” she asked Christy.

Christy produced two of the neoprene straps. Mike was looking at me quizzically, but I said nothing and stood for Christy to help me. She smoothed the tent over my cock down to the base and fastened the strip around it; a bit tightly I thought. There wasn’t much chance of my cock deflating with that kind of tightness as my stiff rod waved about in its nylon condom. I heard a brief grunt from Mike as Dawn also wrapped his cock tightly. It was a good thing seamless pantyhose had a lot of give in the crotch because there was a lot to cover.

“Now, what shall we do with these magnificent male nylon cocks?” Dawn asked Chisty heartily.

“Since you are the hostess, I’ll let you have the first honors,” replied Christy.

“Oh, goodie!” Dawn unzipped her crotch all the way back to her ass. "If you would help Mike with a condom, I think I want Dan in my pussy," she said to Christy. She took my hand and led me over to a chaise lounge where she motioned for me to lie down. She then straddled the chaise and lowered herself onto me. I reached up and began to stroke her encased breasts with my nylon covered palms. Once settled onto me, she bent down to kiss me and danced her sheathed tongue against my own while she bobbed slowly on my shaft. “Ooohhh. I love that extra little bit of friction on my pussy. I’m practically cumming already. Are you ready, Mikey?”

The presence of another pair of nyloned legs rubbing against the outside of my own signaled that he was. I moved my hands to her ass to pull her cheeks apart as he positioned himself behind her. “How thoughtful,” Dawn said as she slithered her breasts along my chest. I felt him enter her and slowly slide inward, the pressure gliding like a wave along my cock through the separating membrane. She grunted and moaned as he sank fully home within her bowels. My hands resumed stroking along her side from hips to breasts. Dawn was lost in a reverie of fullness, rocking forward and back as Mike began pumping her ass. I remained still. The combination of her rocking and his thrusts seemed to generate enough motion on my own cock.

Christy knelt down beside us, running her own encased hands over all three of us. “Don’t you dare cum yet, Dan. I've got a bet to win,” she said. I reached over to rub her wet bare pussy. “I don’t think I could cum even if I wanted to as tight as you put that strap on me.” I inserted two mittened fingers in her up to the second knuckle, eliciting an involuntary moan from her.

“You may regret that later when I get my turn at you,”I added.

She giggled. “I’ll hold you to that,” and gyrated herself on my hand.

Dawn was already cumming and I could feel her pussy contracting around my cock. “Ahhhh. Ahhhh. Ah. Ah. AHHHHH!” Dawn was rocking hard, or was it Mike’s thrusting in her ass that was causing all of the motion I cpuldn't tell. She came again in moments. “AAAAHHH! SHIT! GODDAMN! FUCK ME! FUCK ME! OOHHH, YES! FUCK ME! FUCKKK!” she screamed. If I had been bareback, the stimulation might have been too much, but the nylon sheathing on my cock saved me and I remained still while Mike pounded her through another two orgasms before she begged for relief. Apparently the two layers covering his cock as well as the strap were having a restraining effect on him too.

“Ooohhh, Gawd,” rasped Dawn. “That could be habit forming. Easy there, big fella,” she cautioned Mike as he withdrew from her ravaged ass. “I’m suddenly a little sensitive back there.” I decided to let her decide when to lift off of me. She slowly dragged herself forward up my torso. “Care for a taste?” I stuck out my tongue as best I could beneath my hosed shroud. She moved up to my chin. I held her beneath her buttocks as I attempted to lick her pussy without much success. I resigned myself to sucking on her clit. The nylon friction was apparently too much for her freshly fucked pussy as she lifted herself off after a few minutes. “We’ll have to try that again later after I’ve recovered a bit. Well, Christy. Are you ready for your turn to ride these guys?”

Dawn was applying a condom over mine after licking her juices off my cock. “Yummy. don't I taste good?” she smiled teasingly. “Maybe a sixty-nine later if you’re interested.” I was. I looked over where Christy was helping Mike remove his condom. He was still as hard as I was.

Mike took my place on the chaise and Christy worked the head of his cock around her pussy before lowering herself slowly onto that spear. “Mmmhh, yeah. This is going to be good,” she said. I waited behind her idly stroking my cock as inch after inch of Mike's manhood disappeared into her wet chasm. Once completely inside, she layed down on top of him to await the other half of her treat. Mike returned the favor by grasping her suntan shaded ass and spreading her cheeks. I eased up against her and began to steadily apply pressure. In a moment I was past her sphincter and easing up her anal canal. With Mike already taking up space within her, she was pretty tight and it took a full minute before my balls rested against her ass.

“Hold there a minute, Dan. I want to enjoy this.” She slowly rotated her pelvis around our twinned cocks for a couple of minutes, uttering light moans of enjoyment before she started moving forward and back. I took that as my cue and began taking medium strokes in opposition to her movements, doubling her travel along my shaft. After a few more minutes, we were in full gear. She was enjoying the hell out of it and soon was soaring into her first orgasm. “OOHHH, YEAHHHH, MAMA! OHHHH! EEEEAAAHHHH! AH! AH! AH! AHHH!!!” I expected her to come down a bit before going for another, but she just kept on crying out as her second orgasm rode in on top of her first. She went still a bit after that one to recover a bit, so I slowed down. “OOOHHHH! GAWDDD!” she screamed and pressed down hard onto Mike’s cock.

Mike was groaning also, almost in agony. He was cumming too, or trying to. If the strap was holding his cum back, I knew something of what he was feeling. His muscles were pumping, but weren’t able to expel his semen and the back pressure was causing his contractions to amplify. He went on for about 30 seconds before he settled down. “Oh, shit! I’ve never cum that hard before!”

I backed out of Christy and she laid there for a few seconds catching her breath before sliding upward and off of his meat. Sure enough, no cum drooled out of her. When he saw that, he was amazed. “Damn! It felt like I came buckets!”

Dawn moved toward him to release his strap. I interjected. “Somebody might want to put a mouth on that beef. When you let that strap go, he’s going to let loose a streamer.”

“Streamer?” Dawn asked.

“All at once. Trust me.”

She opened her mouth wide and used her fingers to form a pocket of nylon and bent down to cover the head. When she released the strap, Mike a long sigh in relief and Dawn let out a surprised muffled. The sides of her cheeks then caved in as she began sucking his remaining ejaculate through two layers of nylon. After another half a minute, she lifted off. The nylon covering her mouth was soaked and she used her fingers to push it in to suck it clean. "I'm sorry you lost your bet," he said when she was done. “Doesn't matter. But next time you better beat him." "Promise."

"You weren’t kidding, Dan. It was like he was suddenly flooding my mouth!” Dawn said looking at me

“It happened to me the first time I used the strap. I wouldn’t recommend it as a regular practice,” I commented as peeled the condom from my I engorged cock .

“Someone looks like he hasn’t cum yet,” observed Christy proudly moving toward me. But Dawn was ahead of her and grabbed my cock. “My turn,” Dawn said lying down on the deck with her legs spread. “And if you’re not too sensitive,” she said to Christy, “I’d love to have that box! I just love the taste of it.” Christy and I looked at each other and shrugged our shoulders. Why not?

I got down to my knees, hooked her silky legs over my thighs and entered her easily. Christy took her place over Dawn, facing away from me. She crooked a finger at Mike. “Need a little help getting that thing back up?” He was all too willing and walked up to face her. We spent the next 10 or 15 minutes like that with me banging Dawn, Dawn sucking Christy, and Christy fellating Mike’s cock. The girls must have cum at least 3 or 4 times each before I felt the tell-tale signals that my own moment was imminent.

“Gonna cum real soon,” I announced, completely forgetting that I was still strapped. Dawn wrapped her legs tightly around my waist pulling me to her making it obvious I wasn’t going anywhere. I ground my pubic bone against her clit, causing yet one more orgasm at the same time my balls attempted to empty. “Oh, SHIT!” I cried when I felt the combined squeezing of her vagina along with my own futile spasms. She continued tightening her grip and it was now getting uncomfortable. There weren’t many times I didn’t enjoy cumming, and this was one of them. Squeezing my hand between our hips, I found the end of the strap and ripped it releasing my gusher deep into her with immense relief before pulling out as she loosened her grip.

Dawn was up on one elbow and giggling when Christy finally got off . “Looks like someone didn’t learn his own lesson.”

“Thanks for the news flash,” I replied. “I hope you enjoyed it.”

“Oh, I did! I did! That thrashing about trying to get free before you finally managed to get to the strap made it even better!”

“Glad I could oblige!”

Mike’s sword was now back at full mast and he was refastening his strap to pull his pantyhose snug against his shaft; less tight this time, I guessed. “Care for another go?” he asked Christy. “I think it’s your turn again.”

“Straight or doggie?” she asked.

“Woof!”

“What say I blow you, Dan, and let you show Dawn how well you can use your tongue?”, said Chisty suddenly. That sounded good to me, so I laid in front of Christy and she positioned herself on all fours at my crotch. Her own pantyhose mask was still stretched from sucking Mike, so she engulfed my crown easily and began sucking frantically. Mike approached her from the rear as Dawn lowered her wet pussy to my face and we were off again! I was a little hampered by my nylon mask, but I guess I was doing OK for it took only a few minutes before Dawn was moaning loudly and humping her soaking pussy against my face. Mike was apparently taking it slowly because Christy was able to keep sucking on my cock without being jostled out of position, except for the periodic orgasm of course.

It took about ten or fifteen minutes before my cock was back to full staff. Dawn realized this and lifted off my drenched face and moved me away from Christy so she could mount it. Christy at this point was in almost continuous orgasm. Mike wasn’t thrusting so much as she was doing a rotary hula pressed tightly against her ass and reaching around to finger her clit. He must have been deep inside again and Christy was loving it. Dawn wasn’t doing too badly herself. She was riding me like she was in a saddle and kneading her full breasts roughly with both hands, moaning almost continually. I simply marveled at this smoky grey erotic vision looming above me.

Mike was now on the verge of cumming again. Both Christy and him were whooping madly. Inspired by their lust, Dawn angled down to lay atop me and slithered our nylonned sheathed bodies together while we danced our similarly covered tongues against each other. We both came at the same time. When I was fully spent, I released her and lay sprawled beneath her.

That was it. I was exhausted and apparently so was everyone else. We all lay panting for several minutes before starting to disentangle. “Anybody thirsty?” Dawn asked.

“An I.V. might be more appropriate the way we’re covered over,” I quipped.

“You can drink through the nylon if you’re careful,” she responded. She poured wine for all of us. We all sipped carefully.

We sat around for maybe an hour longer making small talk. Christy chose to sit in my lap and Dawn and Mike sat on the chaise. I spent most of the time in semi-arousal with her periodic shifting around. Eventually, it was time to leave.

I was starting to take off my costume when Chisty stopped me. “Let’s keep them on, please,” pleaded Christy. I thought for a moment and decided it wouldn’t be any trouble as it was dark out.

“I do have to take a leak, though.”

“Just get close to the bowl,” Dawn advised. “Your aim won’t be very good through the nylon and if you miss, you're cleaning it up.” I promised to be careful and went to find the bathroom. When I returned, Christy was already dressed. The exotic sight of her covered in nylon beneath her clothes was breathtaking.

“Are you sure you can get your shorts over that?” Mike asked noticing my returning erection.

“Can you keep it up until we get home?” Christy said. “We might have use for it later.” I got dressed in a hurry and we said our good-byes, making a promise to return their hospitality. Maybe we could all have skin suits by then. The drive home was mostly uneventful, although we did get a few strange looks at traffic lights. At least nobody called the cops. It’s a good thing nobody could see Christy’s hand stuck into my shorts or her other one beneath her skirt keeping us both aroused until we got home. The rest of our evening was spent in a one-couple version of our earlier pleasures until we both fell asleep.

THE END