She sat on the edge of the bed in her tight dress and come fuck me pumps. Her blindfold was applied as soon as she entered the room, but not before her eyes caught a glimpse of the darker colored curtains with low lighting as the smell of jasmine mixed with vanilla whiffed into her nose. She felt as if there were more than her husband in the room. There was a knock at the door and her heart jumped a bit in anticipation of this trip to Sin City, a trip that was specifically planned to explore inner desires only accepted away from the real world. Muffled sounds that moved closer to her, then past her to sit in the seating area by the large windows looking out onto the Strip. She shifted her weight to cross her legs and steady herself on the mattress beneath her. Drinks are poured and she feels the wind of someone near her. Her hand is grabbed and a cool glass is put into it. Her hand is then lead to her lap implying to drink at her leisure. The air swirled and the figure moved away as quickly as it arrived. She put the glass to her lip and the smell of tequila hit inside her nose before the burn poured into her mouth. She swallowed with dignity, then took another drink and replaced the glass to her leg.
Conversation pieces made it to her ears, but the music was playing too loud to make sense of the low whispers. This raised more anxiety, but it was a slow sexual anxiety that was filling her head with all kinds of scenarios. Her body flushed quickly as she let her imagination run wild. She took another drink and soon realized she had consumed the entire glass. Allowing an ice cube to slide into her mouth she quietly sucked and felt the cool in her throat, which spread to the rest of her body. A loud laugh rang out. It came from a woman, the first hint as to what may come of this encounter. Her knees became clammy and she raised one of her legs to let in some air. From no where a hand slid between her legs and began to caress the inner part of her thigh. Taken by surprise she took a breath and in doing so she could feel her breasts push against her dress exposing her cleavage a little more. The hand was accompanied with a heavy body that made her slide slightly sideways under the weight from moving onto the bed next to her. His touch was soft and pleasant. She tried to slide backwards but was stopped by his large hand pressing on her back. From what she could tell he was kneeling both next to her and behind her as he would press into her from time to time, steading his balance. His hand slid up under her bent leg and lifted it off of her other leg, then carefully placed it on the floor. His hand ran up her stocking from the foot, to the ankle, to the knee and onto the thigh, turned his hand and rode back down her thigh only this time caressing the inner leg ... making her skin goose bump. He moved behind her, cupped his hands under her cheeks and reaching to the the inside of her triangle he grabbed both of her legs to spread them open. She did not resist.
From in front of her she sensed someone standing watch on what was happening. He had not let go of her legs and was now slowly massaging his cupped hands into her skin. Her box was beginning to get wet and she could feel it slowly oozing out, only to be stopped by her sexy panties. The body in front of her was now kneeling as she could feel arms resting on her legs. These hands ran up her legs to her hips, hooking a finger inside her panties on both sides and pulls them to slide them off. The sharp feeling of a fingernail told her that the woman who was laughing was removing them. Once they were off, the hands from behind makes one more move to spread her legs and then stopped massaging her ass, just holding them open. A soft, warm tongue ran its way up and down the outside of her lips, and played a little here ... a little there, causing a rolling pleasure that spread throughout her entire body. Soon another pair of hands began to unbutton her dress then slide it up over her body: she sat naked with at least three people, touching, licking and pleasing her. The hands that took the dress off were now cupping her breasts and bouncing them around on her chest. Soon there were soft barehanded slaps that aroused her nipples to a point of standing straight out off the front of her body. Fingers clamped on her soft pink tits and intensified the rolling as the sensations shot to her increasingly moist mound. The woman was still licking all around but had not yet tried to enter the lips and lap up on her engaged box. The hands under her ass slide out and run up over her hips, down to her pussy without touching anything but hair, then back up her sides to grab on to her tits from behind. The hand that was on her breasts was now wrapped around her throat and lightly squeezing it while pushing her backwards a little bit into the burly chest behind her. It was most definitely her husband in front of her, she thought to herself as her senses heightened and her body began to surrender to the indulgence.
She could feel the hands of the burly chest lift up as if to ask her to move onto the bed, so she could sit up on her knees. Constant contact with her skin from the hands accompanied her movements: laying her legs out behind her, knees up close to the edge of the soft bed but before she could finish situating the hand reached around to grab her ... pulling his body between her legs. The tongue dove deeply into the great divide, pushing the tip in as far as possible wiggling all around inside her walls. From her mouth a slow moaned released as the tickling was heightened by the other areas that were being fondled all over her now hungry body: her appetite has been awakened. The tongue was experienced as it began to please and tease her clit to the point that it was pulsating with delight. From behind one hand engulfed a breast while the other groped her mound, lightly pulling the hair and twisting it in his gingers. She could feel his hard, long cock poking innocently against the soft skin of her ass as if it were another hand trying to turn her on. Her husband was the man in front, now verified as he began to speak in his handsome devil tone with filth falling from his tongue like poetry in a seedy speakeasy. He began to describe how he was feeling up on the lascivious woman, that his hands were enjoying the soft skin of her breasts and damp, warm box. From behind she could hear the low approvals of the hands, causing him to move both of his hands up to her breasts, pulling her back into him shifting his rock hard dick to slide perfectly between her legs. He began to moan, at first with his mouth closed but he soon opened his lips and clamped down on her neck as he rocked his tool in and out of her spread legs. The tongue was alternating between sucking his head and licking her silk igloo .... slippery and sloppy from the friction of head on clit stroking.
"Oh yeah" was murmured from between her legs, and soon the tongue was lapping and licking in a fever. Her husband explained that he had slid a finger up in the tongue's juicy slit while squeezing her tits between his fingers and slapping them just enough to make them bounce around. The verbalization of what was going on turned the hands into a beast as he let loose with his dirty self. Grabbing her breasts, he pressed his body against hers so that his cock could go further into the tongue's mouth. She could hear the invitation from her husband to the hands that he could fuck her at anytime, that he actually preferred it as he was going to do the same to his wife. The hands moved his mouth close to her ear and repeated her husband's request ... then explained how he was going to violate her like the fuck slut she was. Cum began to accumulate inside her, filling her womb with warmth and tingling as it began to swirl around like a merry go round on a late summer's night. The tongue was licking lightly on her clit as if to prepare her for the pounding she was about to take. Her walls were swelling as the warmth spread out from inside her body, down the opening of her hole, spreading to the tips of her lips making any and all brushes of the tongue a stroke of heaven. The sound of ripping, twice, made both women bounce around as if possessed by their inner goddess of desire.
She could feel the tongue's hands inside of her legs applying the protection as words fell from the tongue's mouth encouraging her husband to please apply his. Stoking his now throbbing, thick tool between her legs he was ready to dive in when his head so pleased. The tongue hovered over her soused lips while speaking slut to her husband. As if simultaneously and planned, both women took it in at the same time as the synchronized squeal and moan rang out into the hotel room. The hands wasted no time slamming his balls to the walls of her box making them both grunt with exuberant pleasure. Her husband had found his match in filth talking as both he and the tongue exchanged descriptive play by play of their fucking below the blindfolded subject being violated by an unknown stud. She let her mouth fill with words men like to hear, making him pull her hair back with one hand and grab onto her hip with the other. From there on out it was a porn scene of the best kind: bodies bouncing, laughs and enlightened nasty banter filled the air, the sound of skin slapping skin, guttural grunts of nasty desire, the sloshing of wet pussies all culminated into four euphoric orgasms that surely could be heard on both the floor below and above.
There was movement all around, as the burley body helped her sit back on the edge of the bed as before. She knew not to remove the blindfold until told to or it was removed for her. She waited patiently for it. Instead, she was approached by the woman who leaned over and whispered how delicious she was and how great she felt after taking in her man. The tongue lowered herself more until their lips met and they kissed passionately for the first time, and now the last. Still tasting the delicious ness of her mouth mixed with her girl cum was lingering as another pair of lips fell over her mouth and enticed her tongue. After a deep kiss then commenting on how nice it was to taste his wife on her lips, the hands thanked her and complimented her sensuality ... and submissive demeanor. A smile crossed her face as she thanked them both. Her husband's voice said his goodbyes as it moved away from her, blindfold still in place. Hearing the subtleties she felt a rush of excitement: would she ever know who that was? So naughty. The door closed and within a few seconds her husband was back in front of her. His hands untied the blindfold and she waited a few minutes to open her eyes, allowing her skin and eyeballs to adjust to the unbinding. Once open, she could see that he was smiling at her.
"So, my little dirty girl ... did you enjoy your afternoon delight?"
"Why yes I did, it was quite titillating and erotic. A sense of mystery to it all. Nice." She laid back on the bed.
"Well, you relax for a while. Our dinner reservations are not until 7 pm."
"Great," she replied. "I have time to nap AND get ready." She laughed at the thought of any of that happening in a timely manner, and stretched out to relish in what a sensual woman loves about a dirty man.
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Later that evening as they rode in the elevator down to the restaurant, he was giving her that look again. It did not take long for him to be right back in the mood. The doors opened and they exited to a crowd of convention goers that looked tired and drained. As they walked, he put his hand at the small of her back to escort her through the casino crowd. With the restaurant in sight, he pulled on her arm to slow down the pace.
"So ... I made arrangements to meet up with two couples who will join us for dinner this evening. Maybe some new friends, not sure." He was acting mischievous and did not wait to hear her response. "And one of the couples that we will meet here is the couple that was in our room this afternoon." She knew she had to keep walking, but slowed even more to absorb this fact that he just laid out. How damn hot is that? she thought to herself. Anticipation filled her body and desire filled her head. How would she ever be able to hold a conversation with any of them knowing two of them made her cum like a whore a few hours earlier?
"Well, aren't you full of surprises. This will make for one very interesting meal." She smiled and winked at him as her panties moistened, yet again. |
