Loading...I could not concentrate for the life of me today. I kept thinking about this mystery weekend that my husband planning for us that started tonight. He wouldn’t tell me many of the details, other to say that we were bringing the toys and sexy lingerie, and that it would be a fantasy come true for both of us.
Frankly, I was horny as hell thinking about it.
Since I have a pretty active imagination, I was imagining all sorts of wonderfully kinky situations. This was the weekend of my 30th birthday, so I knew something big was in the works.
Maybe I would have an opportunity to be with another woman. Maybe we’d be videotaping ourselves.
Or maybe…
Damn, four more hours to deal with customers and straightening clothes before I could go out on this sure-to-be sexually charged weekend.
“I’m going to straighten up the dressing rooms,” I called to the other two associates out on the floor before heading into the dressing rooms. After a moment of gathering discarded clothes, I realized that I was alone, and no one would miss me for a few minutes if I wanted to, um, take care of myself.
I have never done anything like this before, and felt a thrill as I closed the door to the dressing room. I hiked up my skirt, sat down on the bench, and slipped my fingers under the edge of my panties, and felt the wetness on the hair around my lips. I was amazed how easily my fingers slipped inside me; I hadn’t realized I was this turned on. I was so intent on slipping two of my fingers in and out of my dripping pussy while rubbing my clit that I didn’t hear my coworker Alicia call my name, and didn’t hear her knock on the door.
I did notice it when she walked in the room. I stopped in fear for a moment while she stared at me in surprise.
“I, um….I” I stammered. How do I explain this one?
Alicia smiled, “Having fun?”
I inhaled sharply, and started to try to pull myself back together.
She moved forward, closing (and locking, this time) the door behind her. “Need some help?”
I stopped, watched her.
She knelt on the floor. “It just seems that you’re wearing a little too much clothing.”
“I didn’t feel like I had a lot of time to disrobe.” I responded quietly.
She chuckled softly. “True, but you can remove these.” Alicia reached up my legs, and tugged on my panties until I helped her pull them off of me. I realized I was shaking.
“Turn to face me.” She commanded. I did so, and realized I could see myself in the mirror on the opposite wall.
“Open your legs.” I again, followed her command, pulling my skirt up around my waist. I was shocked to find that the woman in the mirror who was naked from the waist down was me.
“Nervous?” Alicia asked, gently. I nodded. “Don’t be. You’re not the first one to use these rooms for this purpose.”
I smiled shakily.
“Reach down and open your lips for me.” She reached up and stroked the skin on the inside of my thigh.
I complied.
“Pretty pretty.” She whispered. “Show me what you were doing when I walked in on you.”
I slipped two of my fingers back into my even wetter pussy, and began rubbing my clit with my thumb. I leaned my head back against the wall, and closed my eyes, enjoying the feeling of my smooth, drenched pussy walls around my fingers.
I opened my eyes at the sound of a zipper, and watched Alicia working her way out of her jeans while she kept a hand on my thigh.
“Need help?” I asked her. She laughed, and used both of her hands to quickly take of her jeans and panties, and I saw her beautiful hairless public region. Alicia returned her hand to my thigh, sliding it up to brush the fine hair around my lips. I gasped.
Alicia looked up at me, “Is it ok if I touch you?”
I nodded. I was craving her touch. I was surprised, because prior to today, I never wanted any other person than my husband to touch me in a sexual way, but at this moment, I wanted nothing more than this woman to do a number of things to my pussy.
“I like how soft your hair is.” She commented, stroking the hair all around my pussy. I was having a difficult time breathing.
“I trim,” I managed to get out, “but I’ve been too afraid to shave.”
“Would you like to feel how smooth the skin is?” She asked.
I nodded, trying not to seem too eager.
“Come sit on the floor with me.” She commanded. I slipped down to the floor, and found myself leaning in to her pussy to study it. She was completely hairless. I reached out tentatively, and looked to her again to confirm it was okay.
“Go ahead.” She encouraged.
I ran my fingertips down the smooth skin of her lips, and found myself wanting to run my tongue down them. Alicia leaned back her head and closed her eyes. I gently pulled her lips apart so that I could see her pussy closer, and ran my finger over her clit, hearing her moan. I reached down between my own legs and began rubbing my own clit feverishly trying to release the pressure that was building up.
I leaned in close and was intoxicated by her scent.
“I want…”I stopped. “I want to taste you.” I admitted softly, almost embarrassed.
Alicia exhaled loudly. “Oh, I was hoping you would say that. I’ve been wanting to taste you.”
Since I was already between her legs, I leaned in, holding her lips open with my hands, and tasted her liquid. It was sweet, and I wanted more.
I heard her moan softly, and thought about what I liked when someone was going down on me. I moved my tongue against her clit while I pumped two of my fingers in her pussy. The walls of her were smooth and her muscles tensed around my fingers. I gently sucked her clit into my mouth and quickly flicked my tongue over it. In a matter of minutes, her body tensed, and muscles clenched around my fingers, and I heard her moan low as she came. I moved away, proud of myself for bringing her to Orgasm.
And I was so fucking turned on, looking at her glistenint lips. I pulled the two fingers I had in her and brought them up to my mouth, licking them and sucking her juices off of them.
“You taste so good.” I murmurred, leaning back down, this time wanting to lap up her juices directly from the source and wanting to feel those smooth muscles around my tongue. She cupped my face in her hands, stopping me before I could do so, though.
“My turn. I’m craving you.” She smiled slyly as I sat up against the wall. She moved towards me, spreading my legs open. “You have such a pretty pussy.” Alicia complimented me in a whisper as she ran her fingers over my lips, spreading them open.
My breath caught in my throat. “My husband says the same thing.” I whispered.
She leaned in, so that I could feel her breath as she chuckled. “He’s got good taste.”
I felt her as she slid one, and then two fingers into me. “You’re so wet.” She commented. “I wonder if I could slip a third finger in…”
I gasped as I felt her fill me.
“You smell so good.” I could feel her breath on my skin. I squirmed, wanting her mouth on me.
With as gentle as she had been until now, I didn’t expect her to attack my clit with such fury, but she sucked and teased my clit with her tongue until I was on the brink of coming.
And then she stopped. I groaned in frustration.
She looked up at me from between my legs, removing her three fingers from my pussy and licking them off. “MMMmmm…” She smiled. “I want to taste you.”
Alicia leaned back in to my pussy, sticking her tongue deep inside, lapping up my fluids. Her thumb sought out my clit and rubbed in circles. I felt myself cresting into an orgasm, and started shaking.
Alicia quickly moved her three fingers back into my pussy, and sucked my clit back into her mouth.
It was the most intense orgasm that I’ve had. Not thinking, I grabbed her head, pulling her into me while I felt wave after wave of pleasure hit me.
As I calmed down, I released her, and apologized for grabbing her that way.
She laughed. “Don’t worry about it.” She replied sitting up. “I enjoyed it.”
“Me too.” I replied. “What’s Mari going to say?”
Alicia stood up, handed me my panties, and grabbed her jeans. “Don’t worry about Mari; she understands these things.”
I cocked my head in question at her.
“She walked in on me one time back here.”
I opened my eyes in shock. “What happened?”
“Pretty much the same thing that happened with you and I.”
“Oh.” I was surprised. “So, she…”
“Let’s just say that we have a code for when we need a …moment.” Alicia added. “You know how we say that we have to clean up something in the fitting rooms because someone spilled something?”
I thought for a moment. “Yeah.”
“That’s our signal.”
I laughed. “I always wondered why you guys were always the unlucky ones to see that someone had spilled food or a soda back here and that never happened to me.”
Alicia leaned in and kissed me softly on the lips. I could taste myself. “And if you ever need a hand…” Alicia said, cupping my mound through my skirt, “Just come ask one of us to help you clean it up.”
I caught my breath. “I’m worried about …” I let my voice trail.
“Your husband?”
I nodded.
“Well, talk to him. And maybe,” Alicia smiled wickedly as she let go of me and finished straightening herself up, “he’d like to watch.”
******
Mari and Alicia sent me home early to get ready for my surprise trip. I spent some time in the shower, carefully shaving my legs, underarms, and finally (and with Mari and Alicia’s careful instructions), my pussy. As I ran it over the inner lips, I felt the razor sliding against my clit, turning me on all over again.
But I couldn’t be distracted right now. I sighed, turned off the shower, stepped out to face myself in the mirror.
I was self conscious about my body, because I wasn’t a skinny little thing. I had curves; curves, admittedly, my husband Pete adored. I smiled as I ran my hands over my very large and natural breasts. The cleanly shaven skin was a surprise to me, and I ran my fingers over my lips while I watched myself in the mirror. I could feel myself start to get wet again.
Pete was going to be so surprised tonight, I smiled wickedly, heading into the bedroom to dress and pack.
******
I thought I knew this area well, but I did not recognize the building we pulled up in front of. It was a relatively non-descript building, the entrance surrounded by a high rock wall. It was quiet out here. I sent Pete a questioning look as he parked the car, and he just responded with a smile.
“Trust me.” He said.
I raised an eyebrow.
“Trust me.” He repeated. “If you’re uncomfortable, we can leave.”
My curiosity was piqued, and I slid out of the car. He grabbed our bag from the trunk, and we walked into the very nicely decorated lobby. This was an obviously very expensive, very luxurious place.
The woman behind the counter smiled warmly as we approached it. “Welcome to Escapada. Can I offer you some wine or water while we check you in?”
I glanced at Pete in surprise, before returning her warm smile. “I’d love some water. Thank you.”
She handed me a miniature cold bottle of water, and turned to Pete. “Sir?”
“Water would be great. Thanks.”
She handed him an identical bottle of water. “Last name?”
Pete answered her, and she quickly found the reservations. “Is this your first time here?”
We both nodded.
“Okay, great. Welcome. Patricia will be your guest services coordinator for your visit here, and she’ll give you the tour and explain all the amenities. If you’d like to take a moment to look at our menu, I can have your dinner delivered to your room.” She offered as she pushed a book across the counter to us. “I’ll be back in a moment.”
The menu was page after page of gourmet items. When the young lady returned, we gave her our orders, and I turned, feeling a presence behind me. Another young woman with a warm, bright smile extended her hand.
“I’m Patricia. It’s so nice to meet you and have you here as our guests.”
We followed her out into the courtyard. I looked around, and there appeared to be several different large bungalows in the area, each having several doors to them. As we approached one door closer, I realized that they were pods of different rooms.
“There are 8 rooms that are attached with a central courtyard area. We’ve placed you into our ‘Frisky couples’ cottage.” Patricia explained as she opened the door to one of the rooms.
The room was large with a table and two chairs placed by the front window. On it sat a bottle of our favorite wine chilling on ice and a place of assorted goodies. I smiled when I saw all the chocolate covered strawberries. Of f to the right was the door to the very large bathroom with a sunken tub. In front of us, taking up the back wall of the room was a huge bed. Behind the bed was a wall of vertical blinds. On one wall was a huge plasma screen tv. On a table by the bed there was a basket of what appeared to be brand new sex toys.
Hmmmm.
I turned my attention back to Patricia, trying to pay attention to what she was saying.
“Your dinner will be delivered here shortly, however if you desire any other food items or need any other items, feel free to call us at the front desk. We also offer a catalog of toys and other novelties if you would like to purchase them. We can deliver those for you as well. The sheets are brand new, as we change them with each client who visits. There’s a selection of toiletries and lubrication in the bathroom. We’ve stocked your room with your favorite wine, as indicated by you, Sir, and we have kept a few more bottles in stock in case you need more. Again, feel free to call us. We have a wide selection of movies to choose from, for many different tastes. There is also a channel showing what is going on in our ‘free-for-all’ room. If, by chance you’re interested in checking out that room, it’s located in the first building to the left of the reception area.
“You can also choose to put yourselves on camera in your room,” she gestured towards the video equipment hidden near the tv that I hadn’t noticed, “And you can watch other couples on various channels, if you wish. Within your cottage area, as there is with each cottage area, if you open up your blinds, you will look out over the ‘courtyard area’. Feel free to watch the goings on or participate. If you see someone you’d like to invite to join you, please ask. Everything here happens voluntarily.” Patricia smiled at me. “And if you don’t feel comfortable with something, don’t do it. It’s completely okay.”
I nodded.
“Any questions?”
We both shook our heads.
“Okay then. If you have any, feel free to call us at the front desk.”
I looked over at the video equipment, “Yeah, I don’t think anyone would want me using that.” I mumbled, thinking I was talking under my breath.
“Don’t be so sure.” Patricia replied. I looked up at her, and she smiled and winked. “I sure wouldn’t mind.” She answered suggestively as she closed the door behind her.
******
“So, what is this place? How did you find it? What’s going on?” I threw the questions at Pete once we were alone.
“Okay, okay. It’s a sex club, essentially. You’ve said that you would like to have people watching, and you’d like to try being with another woman. I thought maybe you could live out those fantasies, and it seemed like a classy joint.” He answered. “Was I wrong?”
I ran my hand over the basket of sex toys. “No, you weren’t wrong. I just…” I sighed. “I have something to tell you.”
“That doesn’t sound good.”
“Well, I don’t know how you’ll react, but I don’t think you’ll be too upset.” I replied. “At work today, I got frisky and went into one of the dressing rooms to get myself off.”
He sat down on the bed.
“Alicia caught me.” I sighed, sat down next to him. “We ended up going down on each other.”
His eyes opened wide.
“Are you mad at me?”
He laughed. “No, I …ah….no, I’m not mad.” He leaned into me, and started kissing on my neck. “But I do want details.”
I told him what happened, and there was some hot kissing and rubbing together until room service arrived, and we reluctantly pulled apart.
After a romantic candlelit dinner, and setting our plates outside the door, I crawled up on the bed, and turned on the tv, flipping through the channels. Channel after channel of porn. I quickly found the “free-for-all” room channel, and the action appeared to be somewhat slow still. A few couples were exhibiting their wares, but it was still early.
“So, what’s the deal here?” I asked.
“What do you mean?”
I nodded to the closed blinds.
“Crawl up there and look out.” He suggested.
I hesitated.
“No one’s going to force you to do anything you don’t want to do.” He reminded me.
I crawled to the shades pulled them aside a bit to reveal two sliding doors that meet in the middle. I looked out into the courtyard area and saw that the area had a glass roof, but had benches and trees and flowers. It was a very pretty area, very relaxing. I looked around and saw that while a few of the rooms had their blinds drawn, most of them were open and the doors were thrown open. Some of the couples were just hanging out in the nude or other various stages of dress. In some ways, it seemed more like a nudist retreat than a sexual hideaway.
I felt Pete crawl up next to me. “So,” He murmured into my ear, “what do you want to do?”
I turned to look at him. “I think I’m going to slip into something a little more comfortable.”
“Okay. Should I open the door?”
I hesitated.
How often would I have this opportunity?
I smiled, and nodded.
In the bathroom, I pulled out the sheer royal blue thong and matching baby doll set from the bag that I had packed. The thong rubbed against my cleanly shaven lips in a way that almost made me moan. The material was light, and despite it’s deep, rich color, it was sheer everything could be seen quite clearly.
I hesitated by the door. I knew Pete would like it, but I essentially would be walking out in front of a bunch of strangers practically naked.
And then I thought, they’re strangers. I’ll probably never see them again, and truthfully, who cares what they think?
When I emerged from the bathroom, Pete was on the bed in his boxers, flipping through the channels on the tv, the door open behind him open. I could hear laughter out in the courtyard area. As I approached the bed, he stared at me and dropped the remote onto the bed.
“You like?” I asked coyly.
“Come here.” He answered with a smile. When I was close enough he pulled me towards him. I could feel his cock trying to break free of his boxers as I moved against him. Over his shoulder, in the courtyard, I noticed a couple involved in a 69 on a bench. Other couples were slowly becoming involved in each other as they watched the show as well. Pete, noticing my distraction, glanced over his shoulder and looked back at me.
“What do you think?” He asked.
“I like.” I responded with a smile, already feeling myself getting wet. He leaned back and led me to the edge of the bed so that we could watch the show. I noticed that all of the doors were open, and almost everyone was naked or getting close to it. I felt the bed shift, and looked over to see Pete pulling his boxers off and watching his 9 inch, thick cock spring free. From the room next to ours, a shapely brunette made her way over to us.
She smiled at Pete, and I felt a stab of fear that he would want to fuck her. Her body was beautiful.
“I was admiring your wife.” She said to him as she was close enough. She looked at me, giving me an apraising look.
I shyly tried to hide myself.
“I was wondering if I could see more of you.” She explained to me. “As pretty as your lingerie is, I have a feeling your body is prettier.”
Without thinking, I stood, and allowed her to pull the chemise off of my body, leaving me standing there in my sheer thong. She ran her hands down my breasts, holding them in her palms as if she were weighing them. “Just beautiful.” She said, continuing to trail her fingers down under she hooked them around the strings on my thong, and pulled the thong down my body, leaning in to my pussy while she did so.
“So pretty, so smooth.” She murmured practically into my pussy. I gasped, reaching out to steady myself and feeling her hair.
At the words “So smooth,” Pete moved around so that he could see what she was talking about.
“You shaved?” He asked, incredulously, reaching out to touch my now bare mound.
The beautiful woman leaned back, “Oh this was a surprise?” She asked with a smile.
I smiled in return, and nodded.
“Then lay back on the bed so that everyone can see.” She gently pushed me back on the bed. Pete grabbed some pillows to put under my back so that I could still see everything while laying back. She pushed my legs open, and I felt her slim fingers caress my soft and sensitive lips. I felt Pete’s hands slid down my thigh, and rub over my mound and lips gently. I moaned softly; it all felt so good.
“I like this.” He said, “I like this a lot.”
“Mind if I taste her?” She asked him. He shook his head, looked at me.
“May I?” She asked me. I nodded. “Please.” I practically begged.
My fingers gripped the pillow case as I felt her tongue stroke up and down my lips and work it’s way onto my clit. I felt her hand work up my body to grip my breast. I reached down to grab Pete and found my hand wrapping around his very hard and throbbing cock, and gently tugged.
He moved towards me. “What do you want?”
“I want you. I want to taste you.” I replied, stroking him. “I want your cock in my mouth.”
It’s amazing how those words will get a guy to move quickly.
I wrapped my lips around the head of his cock, flattening my tongue against the under side of his head. I used my hands to stroke him in time with my sucks, twisting my head from side to side as I used my tongue to make sure I covered all the sensitive spots of his very hard dick.
(I would later find out we had gathered quite an audience). I heard someone say, “damn, look at her sucking that thing down.” I didn’t care. I had a tongue deep in my pussy, cock in my mouth, and someone else was sucking on my nipples. When beautiful woman stuck a few fingers in my pussy and one in my ass, I came harder than I thought possible.
Beautiful woman pulled away and smiled, licking her lips. “Yummy.” I laid back and looked up at Pete.
“Have fun,” she smiled as she started to walk away.
I sat up. “Can I lick you?” I asked, stopping her.
“Sure.” She answered, moving to lay down on the bed. I knelt on the bed, wiggling my ass at Pete.
“Think you can find something to do?” I asked him, teasingly.
“I think so.” He replied, moving behind me and teasing my pussy with the head of his cock. I moaned, pushing back against him.
“Pardon us..” I looked up to see two very beautiful women approaching us. “I’m Meg, this is Joan. Can we join you?”
The three of us answered simultaneously. “Sure.”
I felt Meg slid under me and situate her head so that she could lick me while Pete was fucking me. Her pussy was sliding up against Beautiful Girl’s (I never did get her name) pussy, and I was suddenly salivating at tasting two different pussies at the same time. I saw Beautiful Girl pull Joan to her, and Joan situated herself upon Beautiful Girl’s very talented tongue just before I lowered my mouth to taste two very different, but very delicious pussies.
Someone asked if we needed any toys, and I vaguely heard the sound of plastic being opened.
“Here,” Someone pressed a double ended dildo into my hand, “They’ll enjoy this.” Beautiful girl moved back to allow me to insert the dildo into Meg, and then Beautiful girl impaled herself onto it. I hovered above them watching them fuck themselves and each other senseless. The combination of Meg’s tongue and Pete’s cock were making me light headed, but the feeling of a vibrating egg in my ass almost made me pass out. Everyone was moaning around me, and I’m sure I was making all sorts of noise myself. I leaned down and alternated sucking on the women’s clits. I felt someone’s hands in my hair, gently tugging, and I lifted my head.
“I want to taste what you’re tasting.” Joan whispered, leaning in to give me a deep kiss before leaning down to lick the two pussies before us. I leaned back against, Pete, and he cupped my breasts in his hands, sucking on my neck. Meg’s tongue was magic on my clit, and before long, I felt myself coming.
“Fuck me harder,” I commanded to Pete, who slammed him cock deep into my pussy, and I just exploded. Shortly after, Pete followed me, and we both tried not to completely collapse onto the ladies below us with our sudden release. Beautiful girl and Meg fucked themselves into oblivion, and we all watched as Joan had the loudest orgasm of us all.
(We later found out that Joan was just loud anyway, but that’s another story for another time.)
Meg and Joan thanked us, and told us we were a great warm up for the free-for-all room they were heading towards. Beautiful Girl kissed me fully on the lips, sucking on my bottom lip briefly, and flicking a fingertip over my already sensitive clit before leaving Pete and I on our own. I laid back on the bed, and snuggled up with him.
“Resting?” He asked.
“For now.” I replied, with a wicked smile.
When I could move again, I stumbled my well fucked body towards the bathroom to soak in the tub. Before I moved out of reach of my beautiful husband, I wrapped my hand around his softening cock, and gently tugged.
“Wanna soak with me?” I asked.
The tub was luxurious, with the water deliciously hot, and (as you can probably imagine at a sex resort) jets aimed in all the right places.
We faced each other in the tub, both of us relaxing in the warm, swirling water. Pete flicked a bit of water my way.
“I can’t believe you shaved.”
I smiled, aiming for some mysterious, exotic creature.
And falling slightly short when I cringed, giggled, and admitted, “Neither can I.”
He moved forward through the water towards me. “I didn’t get a real chance to see it.” I felt his hand move up between my thighs.
I stretched a leg out of the tub, and laid it over the side, and allowed my head to fall against the padded head rest when he fingers brushed lightly over the smooth and very sensitive skin.
“I like this.” He murmured, sliding his fingers inside my very wet pussy. The combination of my juices and his cum made it easy for him to slide his fingers in. I moaned. I felt him remove his fingers, and looked at him in surprised and disappointment, only to see him angling his hardening cock at lips. My lips curved into a smile as I reached up and pulled him close for a kiss.
“Already ready to go again?” I asked lightly.
“With all of this? Hell, yeah.” He replied, rubbing the head of his cock on my very sensitive clit. The contact made me jump.
Making love with Pete was always an enjoyable experience. He took his time, listened to what I liked, and knew how to use what he had to his advantage. I again let my head roll back against the edge of the tub as he slowly pushed his cock into me. I wrapped my legs around his waist, my arms around his neck, and felt his lips hit just that right spot on my neck. He slowly moved in and out of me, teasing me with his control.
I arched my back, moved my hips toward him in an attempt to get him to move faster, but he paid no attention.
“Fuck me.” I whispered.
He pulled back his head from my neck and smiled down at me. “No, not yet. I’m taking my time.”
I groaned in frustration, but smiled to let him know I really didn’t mind. I lifted my hips and circled them, squeezing his cock while it was deep inside me. When I felt his muscles tremble, felt his cock jump, and heard his moan, I smiled even wider.
“Sure you want to go slow?” I asked, teasingly.
My breath caught as he slammed his hips into mine. As he slowly pulled out of me, I tightened my muscles around him, and lifted my hips against him. Despite my attempts, he pulled away from me, slipped his hands under my hips, and coaxed me into rolling over onto my knees. I braced myself against the side of the tub as he slipped the head of his cock into my sopping wet pussy, teasing me with it.
This continued until I couldn’t stand it anymore, and I begged him to go faster.
“Tell me what you want.” He commanded.
“Fuck me.”
“How do you want it?” He continued to tease me mercilessly.
I moaned as he pulled his cock out of me. “Hard. Fuck my pussy hard.” And stifled a scream as he slammed his cock deep in my pussy. We were rocking back and forth, his cock deep in me, feeling his teeth against my neck. I held on to the side of the tub, feeling his hand move around to play with my sensitive clit. The combination of everything was overwhelming, and I felt my orgasm coming up in me.
I couldn’t hold back the scream as I came intensely against the side of the tub, Pete following with his orgasm shortly after, and we slid down in the water, trying to catch our breath.
******
Pete encouraged me to throw on a robe and at least walk over to the “free for all” room with him to see what was going on.
“We don’t have to do anything, we could just watch.” He said.
I reluctantly agreed, slipping into a soft robe provided by the resort, and the two of us dressed the same, we made our way over to the “free for all”. As we walked into the room, there were people scattered all over the room, in couples, threesomes, foursomes..in the middle of the room, it appeared that there were 10-12 people engaged in various sexual acts. People in robes identical to ours stood around the edges of the room watching the action. As exciting as the action was in front of us, I caught myself looking at the people around the edges of the room, watching their reactions. Some couples were rubbing up against each other, others were fondling themselves through their rooms. And suddenly my eyes locked with one woman’s across the room.
She was about my height, 5 8, with dark blond hair, striking blue eyes, and curvy. I tentatively smiled at her, and she returned the smile, cocking her head in the direction of the bar. I turned to Peter.
“I’ll be right back.” I told him. “I’m thirsty.”
“I’ll get you a drink.”
“No, no.” I shook my head. “There’s a woman that I want to meet.”
He nodded. “Ok.”
At the bar, she smiled at me.
I introduced myself.
“I’m Melissa”. She said. “Come with me.” She took my hand and led me to a secluded couch away from the crowd. “First time here?”
I nodded, as I sat down next to her. “You?”
She shook her head. “I’ve been here once before, but was too nervous to even check out the action in this room.”
“It seems pretty popular.” I replied looking over to the action. I felt her breath on my cheek and turned my head.
“It is. But I prefer one on one.” She replied, leaning in to gently kiss my lips. As she pulled away, I reached up and cupped her cheek in my hand, pulling her back to me so that I could kiss her. Her tongue slid over mine, and I nibbled on her lower lip. She deepened the kiss, and I moaned, leaning into her, feeling her silky hair in my fingers. In the back of my mind, I heard people moving around us, people talking, but I was only focused on kissing this woman.
I slid my hand from her face, down her neck to grip the robe she was wearing. I felt her hand slide up my arm, to my neck, and then into my robe. Her fingers trailed down my breast, and I felt her cup my breast, running her thumb over my nipple. I moaned into her mouth, and felt her open the robe.
Melissa sat back and opened the robe all of the way, exposing my body to her. “Beautiful.” She whispered, leaning down to suck a nipple into her mouth. I gripped the back of her head and let my head roll back as I felt her thumb roll over my other nipple. She worked her tongue down from my nipple to the sensitive underside of my breast, and I felt myself getting more and more wet. As she sat back to move the robe from my body, I took the opportunity to move her robe away from her body, and started salivating. I wanted to lick every inch of her skin, taste every little bit of her.
“You are so sexy.” I whispered. “I want to taste you.”
“Me first.” She smiled, sliding her fingers down my body, running them over my smooth pussy lips, playing in the moisture. Melissa dipped them into me, causing me to moan, and then moan again when I saw her lick her fingers. “You taste so good.” She bent down and kissed the inside of one thigh. And the other thigh. And ran her tongue gently up and down my lips. “And you smell so good.” She whispered.
I was shaking with need and desire. I wanted this woman to touch me, to lick me, to make me cum over and over and over again. At the same time, I wanted to taste her and make her cum over and over and over again. I was so worked up that when her tongue made it’s first gentle touch to my clit, I almost immediately began to cum. And felt her attack my clit with vigor. Melissa sucked my clit into her mouth, flicking her tongue over it while she slid two fingers in me.
She curved her fingers as they were inside me, and the orgasm was so intense. Wave after wave rolled over me, and her tongue was relentless on my clit. She backed off, and just when I began to catch my breath, she began to use her thumb to rub my clit as she fucked my pussy with her tongue. I had never felt anything like it, and yet another orgasm rolled over me.
Melissa sat back as she gently rubbed the lips and my thighs, and allowed me to catch my breath a little. She leaned forward and kissed me gently. The combination of my juices and her wonderful taste was intoxicating, and only made me want to taste her more.
She broke the kiss, “I want to taste you again.” I stopped her before she moved down to lick me again.
“Nope. Uh uh. It’s my time to taste you.” I gently pushed her back and opened her robe wider. I began by kissing and nibbling on her neck, running my finger tips over her breasts and feeling her nipples in between my fingers. I heard Melissa’s moan, and felt her fast heartbeat against my hand. I slowly kissed my way down to her breast, and ran my tongue over and around her nipple, flicking it with my tongue. I looked up at her and our eyes met. I sat back, using my thumbs over both of her nipples and watching her eyes.
“Enjoying?” I asked her.
She nodded as I lowered my lips to her other nipple, licking and sucking at it. I could have sucked at those breasts all night, but I wanted to taste her, and worked my tongue down her body, stopping to pop it in and out of her belly button, making her laugh. I sat back to spread her legs to look at the beautiful pussy before me. I followed her lead, licking and nibbling at her inner thighs, one right after another until I worked my way to her lips. I lightly ran my tongue over her lips, dipping in a little to taste the moisture.
It was heavenly. It was so intoxicating. Suddenly, I was no longer wanting to be slow.
I gently spread her lips apart and wrapped my lips around her clit, flicking it with my tongue, and gently nipping it with my teeth as I stroked the inside of her with my fingers. She was so wet, so warm, so soft. Her muscles sqeezed my fingers as I smoothly pumped two in and out of her. I felt her grab my head, and increased the pressure on her clit, sucking it harder, licking it faster. I felt her trying to grasp for anything, hold on to something as her orgasm took her, and felt her muscles spasm around my fingers. The wetter she became the more I wanted to lick it all up.
I again followed her lead and moved my thumb to rub her clit as I thrust my tongue in her hot, wet, tight pussy. She tasted so good, I didn’t want to stop, and soon I felt her muscles contracting around my tongue. I continued to lap up her juices until she gently pushed me from her. I sat up, and wiped a hand across my chin as I new her juices were dripping off. We were both breathless.
“Sorry.” She said, smiling. “It was getting a little too intense.”
“Sorry.” I apologized.
Melissa shook her head, and leaned forward to kiss me gently. “Don’t apologize. It was incredible.”
I smiled against her mouth. “For me, too. Thank you.”
We held each other for a few minutes as the observers who were standing around moved around us, and she squeezed me and stood, picking up her robe.
“Where are you going?” I asked her, reaching for her hand.
She smiled, and pulled me to my feet. “I know you’re here with him. Introduce us. I have a feeling we’re going to be very good friends.”
Holding Melissa’s hand, I led her over to where Pete was standing watching the action on the floor in front of us with his hand holding his cock through his robe. I provided introductions, and smiled coyly when Pete asked me what I’d been up to.
Melissa put her arm around my waist and smiled. “We’ve been getting to know each other.”
I unconsciously licked my lips, thinking about the taste of her, and Pete groaned softly.
“You know,” Melissa began softly, “I’d love to see the two of you together.”
I looked at Pete to get his opinion. He was watching me. “It’s up to you.” He said.
I noticed an empty couch on the periphery of the action and nodded toward it. Pete began pulling off his robe to place it on a hook where several other robes hung, and I followed suit. Since I expected Melissa to be watching, I was surprised when I turned to find her nude. She smiled, and took my hand to lead me to the couch. I reached back to grab Pete’s hand, but ended up grabbing cock. It apparently still worked because we all made it to the couch in line.
I made a move to sit down, but Melissa stopped me. “No, I want to see you on top of him. I want to see your beautiful pussy while he’s inside of you.”
I felt myself getting wetter at her words, and was glad to oblige. Pete sat down on the couch, and I lowered myself onto his cock in reverse cowgirl position. I became wetter when I realized that the couch that we chose put us right in the action in the room, and not only were we getting a show, we were going to give a show. Because of how wet I was, he slipped in easily, and I felt him fill me up. We both moaned as I settled down on top of him.
I moved on top of him, slowly, loving the feeling as inch by inch, he moved in and out of me.
Melissa moved to sit down in front of us, and reached up to spread my pussy lips.
“I want a really good view of his cock in you.” She said, rubbing my clit with her thumb. I was so turned on, I began to shake, and fell against Pete’s chest. He held me still while he shifted his hips a little off the front of the couch so that he could thrust in and out of me. The shifting placed my pussy within a breath of Melissa’s mouth.
“Mmmm…even better.” She whispered, and I moaned at the feel of her breath on my skin.
I found my balance and strength again, and started riding Pete, pausing to let out a guttural moan when Melissa placed her mouth over my clit and began sucking at it while using her tongue to flick it. I was in heaven. It couldn’t get any better than this.
Or so I thought. Just when I felt that this was the most pleasure that someone could feel, I felt her rubbing my ass, and working her way to my asshole. I was losing my mind between riding Pete’s huge cock and Melissa’s talented mouth doing things to my clit that I believed no human capable of, but when she slipped a finger a knuckle deep in my ass, I screamed with pleasure. The pleasure seemed to continue on forever, and when it finally subsided, I found myself a limp puddle still impaled by a cock, still the snack of a horny woman.
“Please. Please.” I begged softly. “It’s too much.”
Melissa gently removed her finger, and sat back on her haunches. Pete stopped driving into me, but his cock remained throbbing in my pussy, and with every throb, I jerked with pleasure shooting through me. Melissa reached up, and stroked us lightly where we were joined. I groaned, and looked down at her to see her other hand working furiously at her clit.
I stood up on my shaky legs, and knelt down next to her. “Let me help you with that.” I said, pushing her to the ground, and placing my face close to her pussy. I took a tentative, soft lick, just to tease before turning to look at Peter holding his rock hard cock.
“You know what to do with that thing?” I asked him.
He grinned, as he slowly teased my pussy with the head of his cock, and I moaned. Pete was enjoying sliding slowly in and out of me, filling me up before pulling all the way out. While I wanted it hard and fast, I also wanted my time to taste Melissa again. I could not get enough of this woman.
I lowered my head to her pussy, and immediately stuck my tongue up inside of her, rubbing her clit with my thumb. Peter was now moving in and out of me harder and faster, causing me to thrust myself against Melissa harder and faster, and she moaned. I kneaded her ass with my free hand, and felt my breasts rub up against her ass and thighs as I moved back and forth. And the taste of her dripping into my mouth and on my tongue was heavenly.
I felt someone standing near us, and saw a beautiful woman with black hair and olive skin leaning to kiss Melissa. I felt a brief stab of jealousy that she was kissing a woman that I had developed a thing for, but was so focused on tasting her that I didn’t think much about it. And then this beautiful woman lowered her pussy onto Melissa’s waiting tongue. I pulled back a moment, continuing to rub her clit with my thumb, and moved my hand to slide two fingers in and out of her wetness as I watched Melissa’s talented tonuge dance over this woman’s clit and pussy. Melissa reached up to grip the woman’s leg with one hand as she slid fingers inside of her, and sucked on her clit. I was mesmerized by the beautiful sight.
After a moment of watching, I moved my thumb from her clit, and wrapped my lips around it, flicking my tongue over her nub, sucking on it, gently nibbling it. I heard her moan into the other woman’s pussy, letting me know I was doing it right.
And then I felt a small hand begin rubbing my clit. I paused to look, and saw another beautiful woman sitting next to me, watching the scene with a smile on her face.
“Do you mind?” She asked. I shook my head, and smiled. “Not at all.” Before returning my mouth to Melissa’s clit.
The whole scene was sensory overload, and it wasn’t long before I felt myself coming. I moaned my orgasm into Melissa’s clit, which appeared to trigger her orgasm because she tensed and moaned into the woman sitting on her face. I felt her muscles again squeeze my fingers in the pleasing way I’ve learned to love when a woman comes. The woman on top of Melissa began to moan and squirm, and I felt her collapse forward when she came. Just before she got up and moved, I felt her kiss the back of my neck and whisper “thank you” in my ear. She moved from Melissa’s mouth, and leaned down and kissed her softly before moving across the room to check out another party. The woman that was rubbing my clit stroked my back lightly. I turned to thank you, and kissed her gently on the lips. She reached down and stroked my breast.
“What’s your name?” I asked her in a whisper.
“Does it matter?” She asked, with a smile. “Just let me pleasure you.”
Behind me, Pete groaned and thrust one last time into me, and I felt the telltale signs of his orgasm. He leaned against me to catch his breath as I laid my head on Melissa’s mound to catch my breath.
The anonymous woman turned to Pete. “Do you mind if we play with your wife without you?”
I felt him move off of me and slide out of me. “Not at all.”
I was sure I couldn’t handle any more, and started to decline when I felt her began to lick me clean from Pete’s cum. “Mmmmmm….I like this.”
I was so sensitive from everything going on that it didn’t take long for me to orgasm again. Melissa stroked my hair as I moaned into her stomach, pushing my breasts into her pubic mound. The anonymous lady continued until there was not a drop left (or at least it felt that way), and I seriously thought that I was completely spent and could not do anymore. With that thought in mind, I began to (shakily) stand up to again robe up.
Melissa took my hand. “Come shower with me. It’ll make you feel better.” She said.
“I’m feeling pretty damn good right now.” I replied, laughing.
She pushed a bottle of water into my hands. “Drink this.” She led me into an area where there were bath tubs and showers and a whole selection of body washes and shampoos. Melissa started a bath and poured some heavenly smelling bubble bath in it. She held out a hand to help me into the tub and joined me, where she washed my body gently, and kissed me tenderly.
When she was finished washing me, she helped me out, and we dried each other off with lush, soft towels.
“I have a surprise for you.” Melissa smiled.
“More?” I squeeked. “I can’t handle more.”
“Trust me.” She said, taking my hand and leading me to a room at the end of the hall with a table in the middle of it. Candles lined the room, and there was soft music playing.
“Massage?” I asked.
“Not quite.” She replied, reaching for something and moving behind me. “Trust me.” She repeated as she pulled a blindfold over my eyes.
My immediate response was to tear it off and run out of the room, but she ran her lips down my neck as her hands flowed down my body and I relaxed. She took my hands in hers and led me to the table, where she helped me lay on my back. It was soft and comfortable and warm. I felt her caress my body as she leaned down and kissed me. I loved kissing this woman. Her soft lips, her soft tongue. I was so engrossed in kissing her that I didn’t realize that we weren’t alone any longer until I felt someone’s hand on my leg. I tensed momentarily until I realized it was another woman who’s hand was working it’s way up my thigh. She gently parted my legs, and splayed them out on either side of the table, exposing my pussy to whoever wanted to see.
“So pretty.” She whispered. I wanted to thank her, but my tongue was still playing with Melissa’s. I felt the woman spread my pussy open with her fingers and stick her tongue deep inside of me. I moaned into Melissa’s mouth as the other woman started taking long strokes of my pussy with her tongue.
I pulled back from Melissa to whisper to her, “I want to taste you.”
“That can be arranged.” I heard some movement and felt someone join me on the table. I could smell her wonderful smell as her pussy lowered down onto my awaiting mouth. I began to reach up to touch her, but was stopped by another woman taking my hand and placing it on her pussy. I moaned into Melissa, and licked the length of her pussy with my tongue, dipping into the moisture to taste her.
She started grinding her pussy into my face as I felt another pussy settle into my other hand. I felt smooth soft skin, wet with lubrication in both hands, I had a woman sucking my clit and fingering me, a goddess was sitting on my face, and then I felt mouths on my breasts, licking and sucking. My orgasm began to roll over me, and I ground my pussy into the other woman’s face. I was moaning into Melissa’s pussy, but suddenly I wasn’t the only one coming. I heard Melissa start to moan, and the woman in my pussy started to moan (I became curious about who was pleasuring her), and felt one of the women on my hands start to clench and roll around my fingers followed shortly by the other woman.
To my disappointment, I felt Melissa move from my face, and felt a woman disengage from my hand, kiss me gently and thank me. Seconds later, the other woman disengaged from my other hand, kissed me gently, and thanked me. I felt the woman who was using her tongue on my clit move up my body and kiss me, letting me taste myself on her lips. I thanked her. Shortly after two other women kissed me in succession, telling me how hot it was. Feeling that I was alone, I sat up, and moved the blindfold to see Melissa standing in the corner.
“Enjoy?” She asked, smiling.
“Yeah. Very much.” I replied, reaching out for her. “But I need to hold you.”
She took my hand. “Let’s get your husband, go back to your room, and we can hold each other tonight.”