Story, with some fantasy based elements in it. Written over a year ago:
In sections where there is a lot of back and forth dialogue, there were supposed to be line breaks. I could not get this program to do anything but paragraph breaks. The pasting from the original document did not always include the original spacing. I corrected as best as I could, but may have missed some. Obviously, the names used are not ours, but could certainly stand in for us.
John surveyed the floor as Lisa danced. He watched the men that tried to dance with her, trying to find something in common with the ones that she seemed to like. Despite the the fact that he had watched her with dozens of men in bars and clubs, as well as a few lucky ones in the bedroom, he still had not quite figured out what exactly was her “type,” as it were. She always tried to tell him, and said that he fit the described type himself, but he rarely saw much similarities between him and the other men. Every time he tried to point out one that seemed to be what she described, she gave some reason that “he” wasn’t it. Facial hair, chest, clothes, hairstyle, height, weight… something that seemed fine on the men she would flirt with would be a problem on the ones he offered as an example. He eventually stopped trying to get her to agree that he had figured out her type, as it was both frustrating and amusing to him. Now he simply watched who she took an active interest in.
Lisa seemed lost in her own happy world. She could dance and dress as provocatively as she wished on these nights, without worrying about jealousy or unwanted advances. She was in control, which she had realized after the first hour she had tried this type of fun, so many fun-filled months ago. Men talked a big game, but when actually confronted with a sexy, and sexual, woman showing that she knows how to have some adult style fun, most would become timid, and had to be coaxed. The ones that were obnoxious from the beginning she ignored, or simply outsmarted (not that it was much of an effort. The jerks that seemed to have a perpetual hard-on also seemed to suffer from the blood rushing out of the larger head to the smaller one.). The ones that were “better than you” pretty-boys she had her own way of dealing with…
So, she danced. When a man brave enough to try his luck dancing with her also struck her fancy, (or she just felt like being a tease) she would make point to give him a bit of a show and maybe grind against him. If she liked him, she would continue the game. If not, she would walk away at the end of the song, turning him down with a smile and a sexy turn. And, though she only had to use it one or two times, she could always say “sorry, but I’m here with my husband.” That always stopped them in their tracks.
John continued nursing his drink. He made sure that Lisa might actually want whatever he was drinking, just in case the drinks the other men bought her slowed down, or she was less than impressed with the selection of men available. It also kept him sharp enough to keep an eye out for problems. (Though there were never any major problems when they played, John felt it was his duty to protect Lisa from any potential goons. Lisa, however, had become quite adept at shutting the goons down before they could become an issue.)
The music slipped seamlessly into the next song. The DJ was good tonight, and the dance floor was full. John had to shift a bit to keep track of Lisa, but not much. She was good at making sure they had a line-of-sight for each other. With her bright blond hair, and the amount of skin she had showing tonight, it wasn’t too difficult. John surveyed the room again. He spotted some familiar faces, in that Lisa had choosen to dance with a few men several times. John was loosely keeping track of who Lisa seemed to like, as well as who he thought might be approachable. Lisa was working her magic with one lucky fellow for the third song in a row. He in turn was running his hands down her sides, every so often “slipping” to cup her ass, or cop a bit of a feel on the side of her breasts. John watched and smiled. This guy was good, and very lucky.
The song ended, and Lisa and her current interest headed for the bar. Lisa made no indication that her husband was just a few feet away, other than a quick wink at John as they passed. John held his smirk until after her man had passed, and positioned himself to watch them. The man bought them drinks, shots of something, (John couldn’t quite tell what), and began the verbal flirting that one usually finds in clubs. She stayed close to him, and as the next song was a bit slower, she would do a little grind/press against his hip as they had their arms behind the other. John watched her smile, and laugh. He could see the man taking glances down her top, trying to check out her breasts. John chuckled to himself. She might catch a man looking a few times, but not every time. Not that it mattered, she was dressed to show off. Her low-cut white camisole and dark brown leather mini-skirt, combined with her 4 inch black heels made sure that everything that was covered still looked good.
She took a sip from her drink with a look that would make any man’s pants suddenly feel too tight. John never really believed that she didn’t realize how hot she looked when she did that, but didn’t push the issue for fear she might get self-conscious about it (and then the world would be deprived of that look). John smiled as she continued to grind. He watched in amusement as the familiar question seemed to be asked of her: “Are you here with anyone?” The music was too loud for John to hear this, but based on the surprised look the man gave her when she answered, he figured he had a good chance of being correct.
“I’m here with my husband, but he’s cool,” Lisa smiled and sipped her shot. She always enjoyed watching the reaction of her suitors when she said this. Tonight it had only bothered one of them. “Cool?” Jason (they had finally introduced themselves at the bar) asked as he looked around, apparently for a jealous looking husband. She smiled again and ground against his leg. “I’m allowed to play,” she said, and then pulled him close and kissed him. That seemed to relax him a bit. “Seriously?’ he asked. “Well sweetie, if I wasn’t, you wouldn’t have gotten away with what you were doing out there,” she purred seductively, jesturing toward the dance floor. Jason seemed to ponder this, but with the drink, and the music, and the hot blonde grinding against him, it didn’t take more than a few seconds before he chanced a feel of her ass again.
Lisa laughed and kissed him again, this time a little longer. Wet, but still no tongue. They danced together at the bar as the song continued, not different than any other couple having some fun. Lisa smiled inwardly at the thought of John standing just a few feet behind her. “He always says he likes to watch,” she thought, “well, he must really be enjoying the show tonight.” Her thought was cut off by the feeling of one hand sliding down to her ass, and the other up into her hair. She closed her eyes, relishing the feeling. This always turned her on. In this case, since she had already been finding fun with a few others this evening, it simply turned her on even more. Now it was Jason’s turn to pull her in to kiss her. She managed to keep enough peace of mind to grab at his ass. He gave a slight jump, and they smiled and drank.
John watched and shifted a bit. Watching another man touch his wife was hot, but watching another man kiss her was still the hottest thing to him. Watching another man fuck her, and watching her fuck them was great, too, but he loved to see her flirt and play, luring them in. The sex seemed to be the reward for her efforts, but they both loved the game.
John’s eyebrows rasied as he watched the man play with her hair. “This guy is very good, indeed,” he thought. This might be the one. He didn’t know for sure though. It was still early, and she had a way of playing the field a bit much on a single night. Sometimes it drove the earlier suitors off, and left the sleazier ones thinking she was just a slut. This was far from the case. Lisa liked to flirt, tease, and fuck (and she loved a nice rough and dirty fuck as well) but she was no slut. She had her own rules that the men needed to follow, or else they would not be choosen. If that meant she didn’t get a boy-toy for her bed that night, oh well.
John wanted to check in with her, see how she was doing, and possibly propose his plan. It all depended on how she was feeling about the evening.
Lisa finished her drink. She thanked Jason, but said “I’m going to go dance some more.” He made a move to go with her. “No sweetie. You’re great, and a lot of fun, but I came here to play, and the night is still young.” She smiled as he started to protest, “I want to dance with some more hot guys like yourself. If you think you can handle watching me do that, and want to wait to see if I come back, you’re welcome to. But I’ll probably end up kissing and fondling a couple more guys this evening. There’s a chance I might try to hook-up with you later, but I don’t know yet. I already made-out with 2 other men tonight, besides the dancing.” Jason looked surprised. “I told you, I like to play. I’m just not done playing yet.” He thought about this for a second. “Ok,” he said. “You’re right.” Then he smiled, “but if the other guys don’t pan out, I’d love to at least dance with you some more.”
“OK.” said Lisa, blushing slightly. “But don’t just stay here waiting. There are plenty of other girls in here that would love what you do with your hands!”
She winked at him, and walked back out onto the dance floor.
John watched her turn the man down. He always felt bad for the ones who got dropped. They usually had gotten a taste of how good she could make them feel, and it seemed a shame to him that they were left with only that brief memory — one that they probably masturbated to later.
Lisa found another man to dance with pretty quickly. She was already doing a sexy little wiggle for him. John watched for while. Then, when the next song started, he made his way toward her. John made sure to dance in closer to her, so it would look like he was just another guy. They made a point to stay in character on play nights. Most of the time they pretended not to know each other, or at the most, that they were casual acquaintances. When they had to be the husband and wife on these nights, they still used “Lisa” and “John” until they were alone in their room the next morning. It made them stay in the game easier. Lisa only pointed out or introduced John if a suitor asked where he was. Usually, they didn’t.
John wasn’t comfortable dancing, but he figured if he looked lame, then the other men would think that he wasn’t going to get anywhere with her. He finally got her attention, and they danced near each other.
“Hey sexy,” he said. “Hey horny,” she smirked.
“How’s it going? Having fun?” John asked. “Almost too much fun!” she exclaimed. “I’m sure you’ve been watching.” “You know I have, Baby.” he smiled. “Find anyone you like?” They danced against each other a bit more before she replied. “Well, you, of course!” she scolded. “You know what I mean, sexy,” he said as he locked eyes with hers. “Have you found anyone you want to take back with you?” Lisa blushed as she said, “Actually, there are at least 2 tonight so far. I wouldn’t mind having more fun with either of them! But I can’t decide who might be better, and I already see at least one more guy I want to play with a bit.” She nodded in the direction of a tall, scruffy-looking guy that was looking back at her. He gave her a little smile.
“Really?” asked John, “Because I had an idea…”
”Oh, shit.” laughed Lisa.
John gave her a gentle smile, “No, babe, it’s something you had brought up before. I just thought tonight might be a good night for it.”
”Now I’m scared,” said Lisa, still partially distracted by the cute scruffy guy that was watching her.
”What if I pick the man we bring back?” John said.
”What?” Lisa said, still pleasantly distracted, but wondering where this was going.
”Let me finish. You keep dancing and having fun. I’ll pick out a guy, (it will be one that you have already danced with and had fun) and we will go back to his room.”
”That could be good, but I could just as easily do that.” she said as she gave him a little grind.
”Well, the thing is, you wouldn’t know who it was. I wouldn’t tell you, he wouldn’t say anything to you, and you would be blindfolded the whole time you are in his room.”
Lisa nearly stopped dead still. John put a hand on her ass and pulled her close to keep her moving. She looked at him with wide eyes, still not believing what she had heard.
”Think about it,” John whispered into her ear, “You could be lying there, naked and naughty, in total darkness, and never see who was kissing you, touching you, licking you, or fucking you. It would be like sex with a total stranger that you never met before. You could just enjoy the sensations that you are given. Think how hot that would be!”
Lisa closed her eyes. It would be exciting, and slightly terrifying. But John would be there, and she knew she could trust him. He had never let anyone go further than the limits she had set any other time they brought a third into their bed. And he said it would be one of the men she had been having fun with tonight. Heck, sometimes John remembered more of what she had been doing with who than she did.
“You promise me that it will be someone I OBVIOUSLY liked, not just one of the dancing boners out here?” She asked him seriously. “I promise. And if you don’t like what is happening, you can always use the safe word and I’ll stop everything. Just like any other time. But,” he said, smiling at her, “I have a good feeling that you will find this to be very exhilerating.”
The song changed, and John started to move away from her. “Go dance with the guy you have been eyeing. Have some fun. It will take me a bit to set this up.” Lisa smiled, still reeling from the suggestion, and the fact that she was really going along with this. John mouthed “I love you,” to her as he blended back into the crowd. Lisa nodded. She closed her eyes for a couple seconds as she danced, trying to get back in control of what she was out there to do. When she opened them, her newest scruffy suitor was making his way toward her. “Mmmmmm. That’s better,” she thought, and found her groove again.
John made his way back to his old spot at the bar. That was the nice thing about bars in nightclubs, there was always open space. For the few that came that didn’t dance, that meant a place to be, without being in the way. He glanced around the room and down the bar, making note of where Lisa’s previous men were. The last one that got a kiss was still near where Lisa had left him. He seemed to be watching her, but also checking out the other hot girls in the club.
John leaned for awhile in his old spot, watching Lisa dance with her new guy. After the next song had started, he made his way down to where the man was nursing his drink. John stopped about 3 feet from him, and bought another drink, this time a shot of vodka. Not so much for the alchohol, but for the visual. Beer is chummy, but not sophisticated. A shot seems more mature. He wanted to make sure that nothing about his appearance put the man off. Everyone has heard the stories of guys getting set-up for a lucky fuck, and then getting robbed. John wanted to put this man at ease from the beginning.
John took his drink and turned around to watch the room. He saw Lisa getting felt up from behind as she shook her ass against her current suitor, and smirked. He glanced over at the man, who was also watching her with a smile.
“She’s quite something, huh?” John asked, still looking out at the dance floor.
”Huh?” the man replied, startled out of his gaze.
”That hot little blonde over there, rubbing against the tall guy with the five o’clock shadow.” John said. “She’s quite a little vixen.”
”You’re telling me, man.” the man said, returning his gaze to her. “Bit of a tease, too.”
”Yeah,” agreed John. “But WHAT a TEASE!”
”You know her, man?” the man asked, turning toward John.
”You could say that. I’m her husband.”
The man blinked, unable to say anything.
”It’s ok, dude.” John grinned. “Lisa loves to play, and I love to watch her play. You are not the first, and probably won’t be the last guy she gets frisky with while wearing my wedding ring.”
The man blinked again, looking out to where Lisa had her head thrown back with the beat of the music, and was now giving a different guy a great view of her chest. Fortunately, she was too distracted by the new attention being paid to her to notice that her husband was chatting up a man to see if he wanted to fuck her.
“My name is John,” John held out his hand.
”Jason,” he shakes it.
John and Jason raise their glasses. John, his vodka. Jason, his beer. They nod to each other and drink.
“So, you really let her go out and mess around in clubs with other men?” Jason asked.
”Let, her? Heck, I encourage it!”
”Really?”
”OK, look at her out there with that guy. Isn’t that hot, to watch a beautiful woman actually be sexual? To see her move the way most guys wish their girlfriends or wives would move?”
”Well yeah, but…”
”Can you honestly tell me that you didn’t like the way she was dancing when you first saw her? Or the way she was dancing with you? Or that she didn’t seem to have a problem with you getting a feel of her ass or boobs?”
“You saw all that?” Jason asked, as if he was in trouble.
”I told you, I like to watch her have fun. Sure, I get to feel her up, too, and enjoy more of her talents than most men will.” John explained. “But when she is with another guy, I get to see her flirt, and tease, and kiss, instead of just being on the receiving end. She is so sexy when she is having fun.”
”You are really ok with watching your wife kiss and feel-up other guys?”
”That and more….” John smiled.
They each took another drink as they watched Lisa break a kiss with one of the men who was dancing with her.
“So, I gotta ask you something.” John motioned with his glass toward Lisa, “When she told you that she was here with me, since I assume it came up…,”
Jason gave a slight smile and nodded.
”…When she then told you that she could still play around,” John continued, “did you think you might be having sex with her later? Honestly. It’s cool, I just want to know.”
Jason hesitated, then smiled a bit sheepishly, “Yeah, I did think that could happen.”
John nodded, and looked out at Lisa, who had gotten a drink from somewhere and was dancing with it and two guys. She would need a break soon.
”You still want to?”
Lisa was spinning. Literally and figuratively. She had men practically waiting in line to dance and flirt with her, and she had just gotten another drink from a very kind man with a cute little ass. This was her playtime state of zen: hot men trying to win her favor; she able to tease and still remain in full control, and free booze. What more could a girl ask for? She had actually managed to forget about what John was planning for her, almost as if that had happened days ago. She had allowed her scruffy man to lead her around for a bit, and was pleasantly surprised when he pressed his hardness against her as they danced: he was quite “gifted,” as it were. Even so, she let him drift back into the crowd as other men appeared to vie for her interests. Now she had a taller, clean shaven pretty boy in front of her, and a goateed shorter man behind her. She could tease the one in front of her with her dancing, while the one behind her tried to take some liberties. This worked out fine for her, as she loved hands on her body, as well as the furtive crotch press against her ass that they always seemed to try. She encouraged the better ones by pressing back against them nice and slowly.
Now she decided to tease them a bit more. She pressed her ass against the tent in the shorter man’s pants, and then turned around to do the same to the taller man. Now she could tease the one that had already run his hands across her, and let the pretty-boy show what he had the courage to try.
“Wait, what?”
John repeated the question, “I said, do you still want to fuck her?”
“You’d be ok with that?” Jason was surprised, and a bit astonished, but beginning to think this might really be his lucky day.
“Well, there are a few basic rules, but yeah. She gets to fuck other guys too, as long as I’m ok with them.”
”But what makes you think that she isn’t going to want one of those other guys?” Jason nodded toward the dance floor.
“Well, my friend, this is a special day. Lisa and I have fantasized about her fucking a complete stranger. Now, that’s a bit hard, and a bit dangerous, so I thought of something else.”
“What’s that?” Jason didn’t know who to look at. He wanted to watch Lisa, but he felt it was important to be paying attention to John.
“Well, Lisa’s had sex with a few guys since we started playing, and she always picked them out. All safe-sex, by-the-way. I could never tell which ones she might pick. Sometimes she might not pick anyone on a play night. But she always had to get to know them a bit before she could take them to bed. Tonight, she has agreed to fuck a guy that I choose for her, and that she doesn’t know who it is.”
“OK,” said Jason, trying to get a grip on the whole thing, “but she knows me, we’ve already messed around a bit.”
”Right,” said John, “that’s how I know that she liked you, by how much time she spent with you, what she did with you, and how you treated her. But she only knows that the guy I’m picking is ONE of the guys she has danced with tonight. That could be up to 4 guys that she played with tonight that was more than just dancing. You are my first pick, because you treated her the best, and she played with you the longest.”
“OK, but how does that change the fact that she will recognize me?”
”She will be blindfolded.”
”Are you shitting me?”
”Nope. If you want to fuck her tonight, you will go back to your hotel room, and we will meet you there. Just before you open the door, I’ll put the blindfold on her. She won’t be allowed to remove it until we leave. You would also have to make sure you didn’t speak to her while we were there.”
”Damn.” Jason exclaimed. “That’s going to be hard, but…. wait. Did you say ‘we’?”
“Yeah,” nodded John. “That’s one of our rules. At minimum, I have to be there and watch. We prefer to do three-ways, though.” John noticed that Jason looked concerned. “Guys with the girl, no guy-guy stuff. I ain’t into that.”
Jason relaxed, “Me neither.”
”It usually works out well, because if one guy starts getting close to cumming, he can swap with the other guy for a while. This way she gets to enjoy a longer time of riding cock, and you don’t have to worry about your, ahhhh… reloading time, as it were.”
Jason nodded, thinking it over.
“Well, what do you think? Do you want to fuck my wife with me as a mysterious stranger? Or should I ask someone else?”
Jason laughed, “Well, when you put it that way, hell yes! I mean, no…. I mean, yes, I would love to fuck her!”
John looked for Lisa. She was leaning against the wall on one side of the dance floor, sipping a larger cup and smiling at the guy that had his arm around her. John guessed it was water, she knew enough to keep herself hydrated on these drunken fun nights. He would have to get this moving.
“OK, here.” John put a blank business card and a pen on the bar. “Write down the hotel and room number.” Jason did while John kept an eye out to make sure Lisa still hadn’t noticed that he was with Jason. John picked up the card. “Well, shit, this is right across the street!”
“Is that a problem?”
”No, that’s great. No ‘down time’ in a cab so to speak…”
“Ok…” Jason seemed confused.
”It’s a keeping the mood thing. Now here’s the basic rules.”
Jason perked up.
”First, no condom, no sex. I’ll bring some, but you have to have it on if you want to get between her legs. Second, no anal. In the off chance she asks for it, I will do it, but she probably won’t. Third, if she sucks you, no cumming in her mouth or on her face. She doesn’t like it, or anything else that might seem degrading.”
”Why would anyone want to degrade such a hot girl?” Jason replied.
“Exactly. Final rule: anyone can end the fun at any time. Now, we have never had to completely stop having fun, usually its just that a position isn’t good, or something like that. The couple times we got started and she decided a few minutes in that she didn’t want to fuck the other guy, she still gave him quite a show with me, and would jerk him off. But she does have the right to stop everything, cold turkey, and leave. Just so you know.”
“Gotcha,” Jason nodded.
”Ok, some tips, since I won’t be able to tell you them when we get there. If you are fucking her, keep touching her. She loves hands on her body. In fact, try to caress her as much as possible even if you aren’t fucking her at the time. Part of the fun of the three-way is that she can be touched a lot, since there is an extra pair of hands. Good places are her hips, legs, sides, and shoulders. Oh, and through her hair.”
”That is not going to be a problem,” Jason said, now really getting into the idea that he will get the chance to have sex with the hot girl that was kissing and teasing him just a short time ago.
”Also, after she cums the first time, you can really start to pound her. She loves getting pounded, hard, after she cums. If you start to get too close, swap with me for a bit. We will probably swap back and fourth for a while. Except that, once the condom is on, she isn’t going to suck you. We have never found one that she could stand the taste of that didn’t kill the mood. When you do want to cum, cum deep inside her. She loves that!” John paused, trying to think if he had forgotten something. “I think that’s it. You got all that?”
”Got it, “Jason eagerly replied.
”OK, go to your hotel room. I’ll try to have us over there in the next 15 minutes or so.”
John waited a full song after Jason had left to make his way over to Lisa. He danced his way over, as before, smiling at some of the girls that seemed amused at his style, or lack of it. He managed to avoid one sweet little thing that seemed very intent on dancing with him. “It figures,” he thought as he came up beside Lisa, “anytime I’m not looking for another girl, they get interested. But when I want one, oh no…”
Lisa was sipping the last bit of her water, and leaning against the nice boy who had brought it for her. He, in turn, was trying to slide his hand up the back of her legs and under her skirt, while also looking down her top. Lisa regarded all of this with amusement. She was about to walk away, anyway. “Let him try,” she thought, smiling to herself as she looked across the dance floor. “It’s as far as he’ll be getting tonight.”
The water boy had just managed to get his hand high enough to figure out that she either was wearing a very small thong, or no panties at all, when John came up. The boy dropped his hand like he had touched a hot stove! John gave a little smirk. He hadn’t seen where the boy had his hand before, but based on the sudden movement, he could guess.
“Hey sexy.” John took her free hand and kissed it.
”Do you know her, dude?” asked the obviously clueless boy. John often wondered if the guys who asked this when he came up and started talking to her in a familiar way really thought that he might not know her at all.
“I know her very intimately. I’m her husband.”
The boy unconsciously took a half step back.
Lisa smiled. She loved when she could be a bit mean with her teasing and dropping. “I’m still wet from the fucking you gave me in the car,” she said as she slid her hand around the back of John’s head. She pulled John close and gave him a deep kiss, making sure to give a show of her tongue being involved.
”I, uh…” stammered the boy, now trying to work his way out of the situation.
Lisa and John ignored him and began to dance.
“I love when you do that,” whispered John as he kissed and nipped at her ear. The boy had taken advantage of the moment to see what might be happening elsewhere.
“That wasn’t very nice though, lying to him about just getting fucked in the car.”
”You fucked me in a car once,” Lisa said, as she slid a hand down his back. “I still get wet thinking about it. It’s not my fault if he thinks it happened today.”
John pressed into her. “You are such a tease.”
“Yeah, but you love it. And I do more than just tease you…”
They danced for awhile. When the next song came on, John took her hand.
”Come on, baby. Lets get rid of that cup, and get out of here.”
”Why? I’m still good.” Lisa protested. She had only had about 4 drinks.
They walked to the bar as John said “I know that sweetie, but you have a man waiting to please you.”
Lisa looked surprised for a moment. “You mean you picked someone? Who?!”
“Now if I told you that, it wouldn’t be a mysterious stranger, now would it?” John took the cup from her and placed it on the bar. Lisa absentmindedly nodded thanks to the skinny little bartender chick, who looked only slightly wider than the taps. She realized that the next time they went out, she would have to keep a closer eye on John. She couldn’t believe she missed him talking to one of her suitors.
”I promise you, you will love it.”
Lisa thought for a moment. Then gave John a sultry look, “Well, if you say I’m going to love it, than what are we waiting here for?”
Lisa and John crossed the street to the hotel.
”He is staying here? That was lucky.” Lisa exclaimed as they made the mad dash before the light changed again. “Most of the time we decide to go to their rooms, they end up on being on the other side of town!”
”You’re telling me. What are the chances?” John agreed. He felt his pockets again for the condoms and blindfold.
”Are you groping yourself?” Lisa smirked at him as they made their way to the doors.
“Nope,” said John, grabbing low on her ass. “Just you.”
Lisa knocked his hand away as they entered the hotel. They had never been in this one before. John pulled out the card and silently read the room number. He looked above the people milling about to find the sign for the rooms. He spotted it, and took Lisa by the hand and led her to the elevator bank. One was open and empty. They grabbed it. John pressed a button, and the doors closed.
“So, what… am I going to be blindfolded with, my g-string?” Lisa asked seductively.
“Yep.” John gave her a teasing raise of his eyebrows. “Take it off.”
“John, there’s a camera.” Lisa said, giving him a little false pout.
John just kept looking at her, waiting to see how far she might go. She usually surprised him.
Lisa gave him a look that said, “well, alright…” and started to hike up her skirt to get to the g-string.
John stopped her, and pulled the skirt back down. But not before taking a second to grab at her sexy little ass again. “It’s better we don’t get thrown out BEFORE the fun begins. Plus, I don’t think that would end up being any more than an eyepatch.” He smiled and looked into her eyes as he ran his fingers through her hair. “Besides, I wouldn’t want my stunning Lisa to be forced to wear underwear over her face, even a pair as sexy as those. I brought a blindfold, just in case.”
Now it was Lisa’s turn to be surprised. “You brought…” Lisa always loved playing by just improvising the whole night. It made her feel free to do anything. John seemed to plan out everything in advance. Well, that was not quite true. He never told her that THIS was EXACTLY what they were going to do and that she WOULD do this or that with some guys. He really seemed to just try to be prepared for things. He always brought condoms, even on nights when she said that she wasn’t going to bring anyone back after playing in the bar or club. Even on nights when she said she wouldn’t be playing at all. He said he didn’t want her to end up finding someone she really clicked with, but not be able to take him to bed just because she thought she wouldn’t be doing anything more than teasing. He wanted to make sure that she could change her mind on those nights, just as she could change her mind on the nights she might start out intent on finding someone to fuck.
“Yes baby,” John looked into her eyes. “I brought a blindfold, on the off chance that this might be a good night for this. It seems it is.” He kissed her, gently at first, then a bit deeper. “Now relax.” He gave her neck a little nip and whispered in her ear, “you’re going to have fun tonight.”
The elevator doors opened. John glanced at the card, and with his arm around her, led Lisa down the hallway. A younger couple was trying to get into their room. John silently hoped that Jason’s room wasn’t next to theirs.
It wasn’t. It was right across the hall from his room. Lisa and John smiled at the couple, who seemed to have been out as well. John knew that he couldn’t put the blindfold on Lisa in front of these people. Not if they were about to enter another man’s room.
”Having trouble?” John asked, helpfully.
“These blasted key-cards. I can never get the timing right,” the husband or boyfriend said. He was smiling, but obviously annoyed.
“Here, let me give it a shot. We stay at a lot of hotels,” John offered.
”Be my guest,” the man backed away to give John access.
Men never like other men doing things for them that they can’t do, and they really don’t like it happening in front of a woman. But John didn’t have time to offer advice, he needed to get them out of the hallway. He stuck the card in, held it for a second, and pulled it out. The door buzzed a little and the green light came on. John pulled on the handle, and opened the door.
“Thanks,” the husband or boyfriend said, holding the door for his wife or girlfriend.
”No problem. Have a good night.”
“You too,” said the husband or boyfriend as he closed the door.
John turned to Lisa. “Ok baby. Are you ready?”
“I think so.” She was little nervous, and took a deep breath.
John kissed her, tenderly. He pulled out the blindfold, looked up and down the hallway, and slipped it over her eyes. “I love you.”
“I love you, too,” she smiled.
John took a deep breath and knocked on the door. He wrapped the other hand around her waist. Later, she might not be as concerned, but for now he made sure to keep one hand on her, so she would know where he was.
The door opened. Jason looked a little shocked to see them. John smiled.
“We made it. May we come in?”
Jason came out of his daze and opened the door wider, gesturing them in. He was probably afraid they would be seen. John smiled and escorted Lisa into the room. He was glad Jason had motioned them in instead of saying “yes,” or something, to his question. It meant that he would probably remember not to speak the whole time.
“Here we are, baby,” John said, comfortingly. He positioned her in front of the bed, near the tv and dresser combo. Jason had closed the door, and had stopped next to the corner of the bed, behind them.
Lisa trembled a bit. John stepped behind her and put his hands on her shoulders, rubbing them slightly to calm her. She sometimes became nervous before taking a suitor to bed, but usually it passed when she saw how nervous they were. She could be in charge again. This time, there was no way to know.
John moved around to the front of Lisa, running his hand from her shoulder, down her arm, until he was holding her hand, never loosing contact with her. He motioned for Jason to move behind her.
Lisa stood in darkness, holding John’s hand. When he gave her a squeeze, she smiled, then giggled a bit.
“Ok Lisa,” John’s voice gently said in front of her, “this is the man that will be helping me pleasure you tonight.
Lisa gave a little gasp as hands gently touched her shoulders from behind. She was instantly wet. They began to rub, softly. She relaxed. One hand caressed her cheek and the other the top of her arm. All the while, John continued to hold her hand. Kissing it, he continued.
“Since you don’t know who he is, we need to find something for you to call him. Do you have any ideas?”
Lisa stammered, both from the surprise of the request and being entranced by the work of the hands behind her, that were now stroking her sides. “John.? What… I don’t know…”
”Well, the only reason you need to call him something is so you can ask him to do or not do things to you,” John reasoned from in front of her. “How about you call him ‘Lover’, since that’s what he is to you tonight?”
“Sure, that’s sounds good,” Lisa said, still not sure why it really made a difference.
She felt John move toward her, still holding her hand. Then she felt him kissing her. She kissed him back, lightly flicking her tongue. Then she noticed her other hand being taken, and kissed. The man had moved in front of her.
John kissed her again, gently rubbing a nipple through her camisole. Lisa gave a soft, horny moan. She could feel him smile as he broke the kiss. Then she felt him move around behind her, and put his hand on her shoulder. The mystery man, “my ‘Lover’,” she thought, amused, was still holding her other hand.
”I think,” she heard John say seductively from behind her, “it is time for your lover to undress you.”
Lisa felt the man move close in front of her. He kissed her hand again, and then let it go. She felt hands reaching at the sides of her cami, finding a purchase, and slowly pulling it upward. The fabric shifted as it moved, giving her a gentle sensation on her back as she felt her breasts be slightly pulled up, and then fall free of the top. The man seemed to pause, no doubt taking in the sight of her now bare nipples, but then continued pulling slowly upward. She raised her arms to assist him in removing it, and felt John’s hand leave her shoulder. She felt the tiny strings that served as the shoulder straps slide up her arms, and then she was topless.
After what she knew had to be a second or two, but seemed much longer, she felt hands on her sides. Her “lover” was caressing her sides. The hands gently worked their way up. They ran up and down her arms, and onto her shoulders. Then they edge down to her chest, then her breasts, and finally, her nipples. “It’s like they have hypnotic powers,” Lisa thought as she smiled to herself. But she gasped and let her head tilt back as the sensation of a tongue lightly flicked across her left nipple.
She moaned again as the right one was grazed with a thumb, or a finger. Lisa couldn’t quite tell. But the feeling was so good she didn’t care enough to ponder it. The hands moved around to her back as she felt her lover move behind her. There was a slight tug as her mini-skirt was unzipped. She took a deep breath as the skirt fell around her feet. A hand ran up the back of her left leg and across her ass. She tensed involuntarily. He moved back around in front of her, keeping a hand on her side as he moved. The hand then took her hand, and helped her step out of the skirt. From behind her, she heard John pick up the skirt and set it somewhere.
Hands again ran down her sides, the one on the right pausing to pass over her breast again. The sensation was breathtaking. Normally, she felt that her breasts were given too much attention, by her suitors as well as from John. They were always good, but she thought that there were many more places on the body that enjoy being touched. Maybe it was this guy, maybe it was the blindfold. But each time a nipple was touched, a zing went through her, and she felt herself get wetter.
The hands were now on her g-string. Slowly, she felt them pull it down: the tiny bit of fabric that served as the back now peeling out of her ass; the small triangle in the front revealing her neatly trimmed pubic hair. Lisa shivered in anticipation as the hands continued down the sides of her legs, and tensed her ass again at the feeling of the last bit of the g-string pulling free from between her legs. She knew it had to be soaked. The whole evening at the club had started it, but now she was sure that her juices would be running down her legs if she continued standing here.
She felt the g-string at her feet, and she felt a hand take her’s to help her step out of them. Again, she heard John move behind her and pick them up.
She was now naked (except for the shoes, she hardly ever took the shoes off on these play-nights), and unable to see who was gazing at her body. The hand let go of her, and she was alone. Standing naked in a hotel room, with her husband, and a strange man. She supposed there could be a bunch of men in the room for all she knew. All watching her, and waiting for their turn. She shivered again.
After what seemed like an eternity, there were hands on her back. One caressed her back, while the other moved to her front and her breasts. She felt a man’s pants covered hardness against her ass.
”You look sooooo hot, beautiful,” John whispered into her ear. She relaxed. All the thoughts of being naked in front of a group of strange men were banished. John wouldn’t do anything without making sure she was ok with it, and she knew that they when they were discussing fantasies, the group one did not include a blindfold.
She felt John nip at her neck as he played with her breasts.
”I love showing you off. You always look so sexy,” John breathed. He pressed his hardness into her ass again as he gently rubbed his face against her blushing cheek. She could feel that he was shirtless.
”Lisa?”
“Yes John?” she gasped as he licked her neck.
“I think it’s time you feel your lover…”
Lisa purred at the thought. She felt John raise her left hand, and she felt a slightly hairy chest. John let go, and she took both hands to feel across her lovers pec’s and stomach. He moved closer, and she felt around to his back. He was very well built. She raised one hand up to caress his face. A little stubbly, but it was late after all.. This was not helping her figure out which one of her suitors this was. Very nice jaw. She pulled him closer, and gave him a little grind against his crotch. She ran her hand over his ass, and discovered that he was only wearing briefs. She gave his ass a playfull squeeze, and felt him touch her nipple again. She moaned and pressed against him again, feeling his hardness against her. She moved the hand that had stayed on his chest and slid it down the front of the briefs. He was very hot, and very hard. She could feel it throbbing in her hand, and heard his breath quicken. She stroked it and gave it a little squeeze, and was rewarded with the slightest moan.
John watched this intently. He wanted to watch her fuck Jason, but he had to make sure that nothing happened too quickly. They had brought back one or two guys in the past that seemed relaxed, but once everyone was naked and Lisa had a cock in her mouth, they were practically humping the furniture because they wanted to cum so badly. John could empathize with them: it was hard to stay relaxed when you have a naked, lusty woman who is waiting for you to please her. The problem was, it was a real mood-killer when wild lust took over too soon. If the girl is willing to please you, you shouldn’t leave her unsatisfied.
John stripped off the rest of his clothes and set them with the rest of their things. He walked back over behind Lisa, who was rubbing Jason’s chest with one hand and his cock with the other. She was grinning like a cat who had just found a new bowl of cream.
Lisa felt John’s bare cock press between her ass cheeks. She wiggled back on it as he nipped at her ear and cupped a breast.
”Mmmmm, John….” she moaned.
”You like this, sexpot?” he whispered.
”Oh, yeah. He is nice….” this last bit came out slowly.
“Well, let him go for a second. We should move to the bed”
”Definately,” she gave her lover’s cock one last squeeze, and felt him move away.
She felt John guiding her to the bed. He helped her sit down, and then had her move back so she was completely on the bed.
”Lay back,” he asked her. She did.
“Now spread your legs and give your lover a show.”
Lisa smiled. Men always seemed to love watching a girl touch herself. She had gotten to be quite good at teasing them this way, as it made them more willing to do what she asked them. She spread her legs, and slowly opened her pussy lips with both hands.
”You mean, like this?” she purred. She slowly slid her middle finger deep into her very wet opening.
Lisa rotated her hips as she rubbed her clit and fingered herself. She brought one hand up and caressed her breasts with it. The feeling of her own hands slowing moving across her body was unexpectedly exquisite. She wasn’t sure she had ever noticed it other times that she was giving her suitors a show. Maybe it was the blindfold…
Lisa moaned lustily and pressed two fingers deep into herself. She could hear John moaning appreciatively to her right. She smiled and worked herself even harder, making large motions with her hands. She felt the bed push down near her right shoulder as someone climbed on. She pulled her fingers out of her pussy and brought them to her lips. She smiled seductively and sucked them into her mouth. She licked her juices off them, and slowly pulled them out of her mouth. “They always love that,” Lisa smirked to herself.
“Thats really good, baby,” she heard John say from her right. She smiled and turned toward his voice. She reached out for him, and found a leg. She ran her hand up the leg until she came to his waist, and then searched for his cock. Finding it, she wrapped her hand around it and gently stroked. Then she ran her hand back along it and played with his balls. She could sense him tense at the feeling of her fingernails dragging along the underside of his sack. Lisa wrapped her hand around his cock and pulled it closer. Raising her head she opened her mouth, searching for it. She felt it brush against her cheek, and she guided it into her mouth.
John’s cock pulsed in her mouth. She gently sucked for a bit, letting it pop out, and then sucking back in. John was moaning above her. She felt a hand on her breast, caressing and kneading it. She worked John a little harder. This was all a tease, but she she wanted to really tease him well. The hand left her breast, and she gasped as she felt two fingers enter her. They slid in and out of her wetness, rubbing against her clit as they did.
“Wow Lisa, you are VERY wet,” John’s voice said, appreciatively.
Lisa let him pop out of mouth. “Isn’t that a good thing?” she asked innocently. She then giggled and licked at the tip of his hardness.
”It definitely is,” John said from above her. “But I think that your lover should see for himself”
Lisa felt the hand at her pussy move back up to her chest. She was still stroking John, and pulled him back into her mouth as hands began to play with both of her breasts. Lisa gasped in surprise and delight as she felt a finger enter her. It was slow and gentle, taking its time exploring her. She moaned on John’s erection as a thumb began rubbing her swollen clit.
”Oh yes, baby,” Lisa purred. “Thats it…”
”You should call me ‘baby’,” she heard John say as she felt his cock press against her lips. “He is your lover.”
”Deeper, lover…” Lisa gasped, and then gobbled Johns cock back into her mouth. She moaned again as the finger worked its way further into her. John’s cock was swelling in her mouth. She ran her tongue around the head and then let it pop back out of her mouth. Her head dropped back to the bed. She rocked her hips to help her lover get even deeper.
The bed moved at her feet. Lisa imagined her mystery man climbing up to get a better angle, or possibly to mount her. She wanted something bigger than a finger inside her. She held her breath in anticipation as she felt the finger slide out of her. She unconsciously spread her legs wider, silently hoping for that sweet feeling of being opened and stretched.
Lisa bit back a surprised cry as her clit was licked. “That’s good too..” flashed through her mind as the tongue ran up and down her sensitive nub. He seemed to be doing little circles around it, every so often grazing it with the side of his tongue or lips. She moaned loudly as her lips were spread again by fingers, and cried out as the tongue slid deep into her. It wiggled inside her, causing her to twitch and squirm in delight.
John watched all of this trying to keep his mind on the mechanics of the night and not too much on the sex itself. It wasn’t easy with how tightly Lisa was holding his member as she gasped. Not that he didn’t want to enjoy what was happening, he did, and he was. But he had to be the one to stay focused for now. Otherwise the wholesale fucking would start too soon, and it would all be over before Lisa had been fully ravished. He had wanted to cum in her mouth when she was sucking him. He was very primed from watching her at the club, and the stripping of her was more erotic than he had imagined. The fact that she was very skilled with her mouth did not help him to maintain composure. He watched Lisa moan again as Jason buried his tongue deeper into her, and then moved back, taking Lisa’s hand to remove it from his aching hard-on.
Lisa only remembered that she was holding John’s cock when he took her hand. Her lover certainly knew his way around a girl’s private spots. Her shoulders dipped somewhat as the bed dipped beside, then behind her, then on her other side. John was moving for some reason. She figured he was going to try and get her to suck on him some more. She turned her head toward where she thought him to be.
Lisa gave a little whimper of disappointment as the tongue left her. She brought her right hand down to rub her abandoned clit, just to take the edge off the craving she was feeling. The bed at her feet lifted up again, like the weight had been taken off it. She was starting to wonder where her mystery lover had gone when the right side of the bed moved down.
”I assume I have a hard man on either side of me?” Lisa said, slightly sacasticly but still teasing.
”You would be correct, sweetie,” John’s voice said from her left.
She felt him move, and then Lisa felt a mouth on her left breast. She smiled and ran her left hand up to stroke his side and back, but then there was a mouth on her right breast as well. She purred loudly and dipped her fingers into her pussy, wetting them to help her bring relief to her clit. The mouths sucked and and licked at her nipples, sending wonderful sensations through her body. She slowed down her clit dance, trying to make it last. Her open mouth gasping and panting with desire. Hands were on her body. Running over her waist and hips. Lisa moved her left hand from John to her lover, running it over his head and along his back. Someone stroked her hair. She arched her back and moaned appreciativly, furiously working at her clit again.
Suddenly, her left breast was abandoned. She reached for John, but he had moved out of reach. Too quickly for her to register, the foot of the bed moved again, and there was a tongue sliding into her. Lisa squealed. This was definitely John. He knew what she liked, and she recognized his technique. Her hand left her clit and pressed against the back of his head, forcing him deeper. The mouth on her right breast suddenly disappeared, and she switched hands, the right one moving to seek out her lover, and the left running through John’s hair.
She found her lover’s leg and sought out his cock. The bed shifted on her right, and she realized he was moving closer to her. She found his cock and stroked him. He seemed slightly larger than John, but she couldn’t be sure. The blindfold was heightening all other sensations, so she could imagine this might be affected as well. She coaxed him closer, tugging at his cock slightly with each stroke. Finally he seemed close to her. Raising her head, Lisa opened her mouth invitingly. He pushed forward in her hand, and she felt him enter her mouth. She sucked him deeper, working him with her tongue and her lips. It wasn’t easy at this angle, but she was so horny now that it was hot just to have a cock in her mouth. It throbbed and pulsed against the roof of her mouth as she continued to bathe it with her tongue, sucking and stroking it. She thought she could taste a little pre-cum.
The tongue left her wetness, and she moaned around her lovers erection. Then she screamed on it in delight as her husband’s cock slid into her.
“You’ve been waiting for this, huh baby?” John said breathlessly. She bucked on the intruding member, riding it, trying to make him go faster. He could tease her so well even as he gave her what she wanted.
”Oh, yes…” Lisa gasped. “Oh godddddd…” She was being stretched and filled. She threw her head back, panting, and then remembered the large cock in her right hand. She sought it out again with her tongue. When she found it, she gave the head a quick lick. She seemed to find the opening, as she tasted pre-cum again. She smiled, and then quickly stuffed as much of it into her mouth as would fit. She sucked him as deep as she could for a second or two, drawing a loud moan from above her, and then let him go. She heard him gasp as his cock slid from her mouth.
She smiled upward and said “I still need you to fuck me, lover.”
She kept a hand on her mystery man’s leg as John continued to slip in and out of her. He would go slowly for a while, barely opening her swollen lips. She could feel as she slipped over his cockhead, clinging to it for a moment before he pulled it back out. After teasing her like this, he would slide slightly into her again, but then thrust hard and deep, filling her so quickly that the sensations flooded her mind like a shock.
She was fucked a few more times. Lisa had the idea that he wanted one last feel of her. Then the hardness left her. Her pussy ached, desperate to be filled again. The bed shifted to each side of her and her hand slid off her lover’s leg as he moved away. Someone kissed her. She tasted herself on his lips. She kissed back, forcing her tongue into his mouth. She felt as though she had been strummed: her whole body was vibrating. The current man broke the kiss. She felt the left side of the bed shift again. It must have been John. She reached for him, but he seemed to move away from her.
The foot of the bed moved again as someone climbed on. Lisa felt the mattress on either side of her depress slightly, as if hands where there. “He must be over me…”
She barely had time to complete this thought when a new cock slid into her. Lisa groaned and gasped. Her hands sought her lover’s body. She traced up his arms as he thrust. Raking his back with her nails, she wrapped her legs around him, keeping him deep, helping him pound her. She felt him lean close. His breath was hot on her cheek. She pulled him tighter and moaned as he nipped her neck. She kissed him, lips touching his cheek. And then he kissed her. Deeply, needfully. Their tongues intertwined over and over again. She was letting out a constant moan of lust and desire.
Lisa broke the kiss to breathe. She could feel his balls slapping against her. John had kept his pubic hair shaved since they started playing, but this man was still hairy. She loved the difference in sensation. Before, a shaved man seemed the kinky thing. But now, feeling the hair on the balls of her lovers as they slapped against her ass seemed dirtier. It was proof the man she was fucking was not her husband.
“Here lover,” Lisa panted. “Let’s move.” She unwrapped her legs from around him. He bucked against her once more, and then she sighed as he slid out of her. She quickly rolled over, being careful to find the edge of the bed so she would not fall off, and got up on all fours.
”Take me from behind,” she begged, offering her pussy to him.
She felt the bed move again, and then moaned as the tip of his cock found her again. Slowly, she felt herself being filled again. She rocked against the raging hard-on, trying to encourage him to fuck her harder. Hands landed on her back and slid to her hips. They gripped her and begain pulling her onto him.
”Ohhhh, yessssssssss,” Lisa managed to moan. Her breasts swung freely underneath her, and she could feel the nipples hardening in the air. Her lover continued to ravish her, pounding deeper with each thrust. He was larger than John. She wasn’t sure by how much, but she was definately being filled more and deeper than before.
Now she felt hands on her shoulders. One rubbing, the other gently caressing her cheek and running through her hair. She smiled at the thought of John kneeling just in front of her, his hard cock jutting out in front of him near her as he watched her get fucked by another man. As if he were reading her thoughts, she felt a cock brush against her ear. She turned her head toward it. She opened her mouth as it slid across her cheek and took it in. Licking it and sucking it as she bucked against the hard thing inside her. The sensation was incredible: one man in her mouth, the other in her pussy, and neither one she could see. She knew one of them was John, but could only guess at the other. This thought started to push her over the edge.
She sucked harder, stopping only to blurt out “Yessssss….” as she got closer. She was being pounded hard now. She could feel the slap of her breasts against her chest, and of her lovers balls against her clit. She pushed back as hard as she could, spitting out John so as not to hurt him as she…
“UUUUnnnnnnnnnnnhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! UUUUUUhhhhhhhnnnnnnn! UUUNNNNHHHH! UUUhhhhmmmmmmmm!” Lisa barely heard the sounds she was making. She barely had time to register the mystery cock stretching her wider and deeper, as wave after wave of the orgasm swept over her. Her body thrust back against him, unconsciously trying to make the blinding pleasure last longer. Lisa’s eyes were clenched shut as she rode it out, keeping herself impaled on his hardness. As it finally subsided, she rocked her hips, trying to work out the last little bit of spasms. Finally, unable to hold herself up any longer, she allowed her shoulders to collapse onto the bed, and surprised herself with the added sensation inside her from this move.
He was going more slowly now. Taking her gently as she came back down. Lisa silently thanked him for it, even as she relished the feelings building back up. She squeezed her pussy for him, and smiled as she heard him moan in response.
Lisa decided to reward her unknown lover for her breathtaking orgasm, and rocked her hips even move. She could feel the cock move inside her, pushing against the sides of her pussy as it was forced from side to side and up and down. The moaning from behind her became louder. She felt him stop thrusting, as if he was just enjoying the motion of her hips. Hands slowly slid up her sides, and across her back. Lisa arched her back in response, loving the touch on her back and the feeling of her breasts now being pushed into the bed.
”Oh yes, lover,” she purred. “Thats…”
Lisa’s words were cut off by the hands gripping her shoulders tightly as his cock began thrusting violently into her. She could feel his balls slapping against her, as his hips made a loud SMACK against her ass. She was being hammered. Lisa felt like a rag doll as he pounded into her. She screamed and moaned, loving the near abusive treatment. That sensation was building even faster. Lisa could feel herself clenching and squeezing against her lover’s cock as it slammed in and out of her. She moved a hand up to work her clit again.
John wanted to get back into Lisa’s mouth, but in her current position, all he could do was watch. Not that it was a bad thing. He could not believe that Jason was still able to pound her. John knew from much experience how good Lisa’s orgasms could feel to a man lucking enough to have his cock inside her, and knew that maintaining composure during and after that was difficult for most, and downright impossible for the rest. But Jason just kept going. Sweat was rolling down him, but he looked determined. Lisa bucked and gasped as he rode her, taking most of his length out of her before slamming it back in. “Thank god she is so wet,” John thought, “or they might catch fire from the friction.”
Jason began to slow down a bit, and John noticed him look up. John pointed at himself, and then at Lisa. Jason nodded.
Lisa felt her lover slow down and then reposition himself. There seemed to be motion in front of her, and then to the side, but she was too preoccupied with the hard cock inside her and her own fingers working their magic on her clit to give it much thought. Her lover pounded her again. She felt him thrust deliberately: once, twice, three times. And then he was gone.
The emptyness was overwhelming for Lisa. She had been stretched and pounded by that magnificent manhood for so long, the lack of it swept away any other thoughts. There was movement behind her, and then, sweet satisfaction as she was filled again.
“Oh, baby. Yes! Give it to me,” Lisa breathed. The new cock inside her responded by slamming into her harder than the last one. It didn’t fill her quite as much as her mystery lover had, but it was close. Hands again went up her back to her shoulders, holding on and forcing her tight against his hips. She knew it was John, but with the blindfold on, and the buzz that she was on from the night so far, she simply enjoyed the sensations of bodies touching her’s.
One hand went to her hair. Lisa moaned as it gently ran through her locks, caressing and brushing even as the other hand held her tight against the thrusting between her legs. She continued to work her hot clit, taking her wetness from the side of his cock as it slammed into her. There was a sudden SLAP and pain on her ass. Lisa yelped in surprise and lust as the heat from the spanking radiated out from the point of contact. She moaned loader, trying to move her ass around to heighten the sensation of the erection inside her.
She felt hands on her ass again, this time holding on. The cock slipped from her again, and she was overwhelmed again with the need of it. Lisa let out a small whimper, and then noticed that she was being rolled. Hands on her ass and at her arms and shoulders guided her as she moved onto her back. She repositioned herself, and then spread her legs invitingly.
“Fuck me, baby. Please fuck me.”
“As you wish,” she heard John reply from in front of her, and then he was inside her again. Lisa arched her back at the sensation, and gasped as she felt her right breast enter a mouth. A tongue danced across the nipple as the mouth kept a wet and warm seal over the areola.
“Is that good, baby?” she heard John ask as the tongue continued skirting around the edge, sending teasing sensations through her body. Lisa could only moan in response. She felt hot skin touching her waist and then stomach, and then gasped again as another mouth covered her left breast.
Lisa cried out in pleasure as the tongues flicked and licked at her nipples. John’s cock was deep into her, forcing itself as far as it could go, and still pushing. Lisa ran her hands through both her lovers’ hair. She writhed on the cock inside her and held the heads down on her breasts. They continued to lick and suck, sometimes together, other times one was sucking as the other licked. Lisa held on and moaned in delight.
Her left nipple suddenly felt cold. The mouth had left it, and Lisa felt John’s head move up and over her. Even the sensation of her wet nipple becoming erect from the air on it felt wonderful. She wrapped her legs around John’s waist as he began pounding her again. She felt her shoes against his back and her legs. She always felt naughtier when she kept the heels on, as cumbersome as they could be in bed at times. She pulled him tighter with her legs and tried to fuck him as well. It was hard to concentrate with the mouth on one nipple, and now there was a finger or thumb on the other. Lisa tried but gave herself up to the sensations. John was really hammering her now. She tried in vain to hold back, but the feeling was building fast.
She let out a cry of lust and arched her breast again to her lover’s mouth. She ran her right hand down to his ass and grabbed on, mentally seeing it as she forced her other hand down to her swollen nub. She squeezed her lover’s ass as she held onto John’s thrusting body with her legs. She heard him growl and then she was pounded even harder. The sound of the bed shaking and skin smacking skin filled her ears. She was just on the brink when she felt a hand run through her hair.
That sent her over the edge again. Groaning and gasping, she cried out in joy and in lust as the orgasm swept over her. She was barely in the room even as she felt the fullness of the cock inside her. Each thrust brought on another wave. She could feel herself squeezing down on it, but it was a secondary feeling to the pure lustful pleasure she was floating on.
Finally she came down. She had just started to wonder how long she had been cumming for, as it was very intense. The mouth and hand on her nipple was now a bit much. “Wait, lover,” she said, gently moving his hand off her left breast. The mouth reluctantly left as well, giving a last lick that sent shudders through her body. She still felt the hand in her hair, and moved her head against it, trying to encourage the touch.
John continued to pound her. Lisa knew he must be getting close. she reached up with her left hand to find his chest, and ran a fingernail across one of his nipples. She was rewarded with the sound of him groaning in desperation. She realized that she still had her right hand on her lover’s ass, and gave it another little squeeze. She then wrapped her arm around her lover’s back, as she brushed her fingers across John’s nipple again. John responded by slamming into her even harder. Lisa wasn’t sure how much more she could take and still be able to walk or sit later. Just then, she felt lips on hers as she was deeply kissed. She held her lover tight as they kissed, tongues brushing across each other, as she was pounded. She wrapped her other arm around her lover and kissed him again. The thrusts came harder even as the kisses were becoming more intimate. She felt a pause, then was stretched hard and deep twice more. She heard John let out a near animalistic groan, but then she was empty. Her mind raced as she tried to imagine why he pulled out when he was so close, and then she felt hot liquid splash on her stomach. He was cumming on her. Lisa moaned in the naughtiness of the sensation and sucked her lover’s tongue back into her mouth. She felt a hot splash against the underside of her left breast, another large one just between her breasts, and then many drops onto her stomach. She could hear John gasping above her. “Was it good, baby?” she asked as she gasped for breath between kisses. John apparently could only moan in response.
She continued frenching her lover until she felt John give her left nipple a quick lick, causing her to jump and giggle. She felt John move off the bed, and then the sensation of a towel being brushed across her, wiping up the cum on her belly.
”What about my boobs?” Lisa asked, slightly teasingly, before deeply kissing her lover again.
“I think that can stay for a bit,” John said from beside her.
”Are you trying to mark me?” Lisa said innocently. “What kind of girl do you think I am?”
”A horny one,” John said, beginning to finger her. “Now don’t you want to fuck your lover some more?”
“I want to be on top,” Lisa said, seductively. She knew she was close to her lover’s ear, as he had just kissed her. She felt him move off from her, and she sat up. The fingers inside her continued their play. “I need to move, baby,” she said, reaching down and finding the hand. She took hold of it and pulled the fingers out of her. Then, smiling, she moved the hand to her mouth. Once she felt the sensation of a finger on her lips, she sucked them both into her mouth. After tasting herself, she slowly pulled them back out, licking them gently as she did so. Lisa started scooting back on the bed. She felt hands guiding her until her ass touched the pillows. Then there was movement in front of her as someone lay down on the bed.
She felt with her hands until she found legs. Lisa got up on her knees and straddled them. There was a cool sensation as John’s cum slowly started to run down her chest. “If this was a porno, I’d be licking it off my fingers right now,” Lisa thought. She continued to work her way forward, feeling along her lover’s legs for what she wanted. She found it. She wrapped her fingers around the latex covered erection and positioned herself over it. Slowly, gently, she eased herself down upon it.
“MMMMmmmmmmmmmm,” she purred as it filled her. Here she was, naked, in complete darkness, wearing 4 inch heels and impaling herself on a stranger’s cock just after being well fucked by both the same stranger and her husband. Lisa giggled to herself. She always thought it would be harder looking the regular people in her life in the eye after one of her playnights, but actually, it made it easier. She felt a bit of superiority over them, since she knew she could have this sort of fun, and they probably never would.
Lisa began working her lover’s cock in and out of her. She raised up until she felt it about to slip out, and then slowly slid back down on it, forcing it deeper each time. She reached forward, feeling along her lover’s hairy chest, seeking his pecs. She found them and put some of her weight on them as she began to ride his throbbing hard-on again. She leaned closer until she felt her breasts brush against his chest. The cum from John was drying, and she hoped that the mystery man would like to see her nipples hanging in front of him. Hands grabbing at them gave her her answer. Lisa moaned as the hands kneaded her chest. She rotated her hips, giving them both a delightful sensation as his cock was forced to try and stretch her even more. She leaned back, out of reach of the playful hands, arching her back and beginning to rub her clit yet again. The throbbing manhood inside her moved to her g-spot, and Lisa rotated her hips even more, riding her lover as hard as she could.
Hands gripped her hips, holding her and helping her move on his erection. Another pair of hands grasped her breasts, cupping them and gently squeezing as she felt nips on her neck. She groaned lustily and reached for the head of the man kissing her, her own head thrust back in delight. She felt a semi-hard cock brush against her side, and then John whispering his love for her in her ear. She turned her head toward the sound and they kissed deeply, Lisa moaning on his tongue as she continued to ride her lover beneath her. The warm senstation began to build again, and Lisa knew she might cum a third time.
She began to ride her mystery man even harder, rolling her clit with her fingers as John’s hands played with her breasts. “Fuck me, lover,” Lisa demanded lustily. “Harder!” She felt the hips beneath her rise up in response, forcing his hardness deeper into her even as she began to lose her balance. She was thrown back onto bed, the hands on her hips holding her tight and keeping her from falling, even as they also kept her filled with his cock. It slipped from her only for a moment, and then slammed back into her, wiping all thought but her building orgasm from her mind.
Again the sound of the bed and skin slapping against skin filled her ears. Hands went to her shoulders, forcing her against her lover tighter than ever before. There was a hand on her left breast, and another ran through her hair. Lisa was have a hard time distinguishing whose was whose. Her fingers furiously worked at her now very sensitive nub. She felt her lover lean closer to her. His breath was in her ear, and she could faintly smell the smoke from the club, alchohol, and a minor musk of his sweat on his body. Finally, she felt his chest against her’s, and she could not hold back any longer.
Clutching his back, she came hard. He continued pounding her even as she scratched him with her nails in wild extacsy. The orgasm seemed to be unending: Lisa was having a hard time catching her breath between waves, as each one caused her to cry out. Wrapping her legs around him again, she held him deep into her. His breath grew rough in her ear. Suddenly he began hammering into her, wrapping his arms around her as he ravished her. She was bucked and pounded into the mattress as his breath grew shorter. She drew up her other hand and clawed at his back in raw lust.
That was all he could take. With a desperate moan in her ear, he came. Lisa felt his cock spasm inside her. She let out a blissfull sigh as she squeezed him with her pussy, loving the feeling of his orgasm inside her. In her ear he continued to gasp and moan, every so often kissing at her neck and lips.
Lisa held him close as his orgasm subsided. She could feel the heat coming off his body, and the sweat on his back. Running her hands along his shoulders, she made sure to kiss him deeply the next time he pressed his lips to hers. They made out for a while, even as their bodies remained intertwined. She felt his hands ran through her hair and down her cheek, and then he slid out of her. Lisa groaned at both the loss of it and in utter exhaustion. She took a deep breath and sighed again. She was surprised to feel a tender kiss on her lips. It lingered as a hand made one final caress through her hair and along her cheek, and then it was gone.
A hand held her right hand as she felt her lover move off from her. There was a familiar kiss on her wrist, and she realized it was John. She lay there for a while, savoring the afterglow as he slowly kissed his way up her arm.
John smiled at the sight of his beautiful, naked, and disheveled wife laying exhausted on the bed. He gave the top of her hand another gentle kiss and then reached for her clothes. Jason was on the other side of the bed, sitting in a chair. He appeared to be catching his breath, but still was eyeing the woman that had made him come just minutes ago. John gave him a smirk and raised his eyebrows in recogition of the feeling. Still holding her hand, he laid out Lisa’s clothes, then his.
He placed his pants on the floor next to him, and then helped her sit up. Once she had steadied herself upright, he helped her pull the camisole back over her. As Lisa adjusted it over her chest, John stepped into his pants and pulled them up. He stuffed his underwear into his pocket. No time for them now. He pulled his shirt on, and then guided Lisa to the foot of the bed. Taking her hands, he gently helped her slide over the side until she was standing. Bending down, he buttoned one button on his shirt, and then took her leg and slipped one side of her g-string over it. Lisa seemed to get the idea. She reached out her left hand until it touched his shoulder, and leaning on it, stepped into the other side of the g-string, John pulled it up until Lisa took hold of it, and as she pulled it into place, he quickly buttoned three more buttons on his shirt. He grabbed her miniskirt and helped her step into it. Again he pulled it up until she took hold of it, and quickly buttoned the remaining buttons as she adjusted it. Once she seemed to have it in place, he stepped in front of her. He wrapped his arms around her and kissed her. Then pulled up the skirt’s zipper as he kissed her again.
Jason had found a towel, and walked toward them with it wrapped around him. He took Lisa’s left hand as John moved to her right. John stepped off to get his shoes and socks as Jason pulled Lisa tight and kissed her deeply. John stifled a laugh as he heard her moan in response. How strange it was to be pulling his socks on as his wife makes out with another man just 3 feet away! He finally got the shoes on walked back to her. He wrapped an arm around her waist to let her know he was there.
Holding him close, Lisa gave her mystery lover one last tender kiss, and then cupped his ass for good measure. She placed her hand over her husband’s hand, and then felt herself be led away.
They paused for a moment, and then Lisa heard the door open in front of her. John’s hands guided her forward, and then she was momentarily blinded as the blindfold was removed. Her hands instinctively went to her eyes as the light of the hallway flooded in. She quickly turned, trying to catch a glimpse of the mystery man who had just ravished her, but the door closed just as her eyes managed to focus on the frame. She turned to John, who was stuffing the blindfold into his back pocket. She opened her mouth to ask him if she really didn’t get to see the man, but was cut off by his kiss.
Just then the door across the hall opened. They broke their kiss and turned to see the wife/girlfriend leaning out to put a used room service tray into the hallway. She looked at them for a second, and then, apparently noticing their disheveled appearence, began to give them a knowing smile. Behind them, the door they had just left through opened slightly, and a hand placed a “Do not disturb” sign on the handle. As it closed, they noticed that the wife/girlfriend was now looking at them with wide eyes. She looked at Lisa, and Lisa looked down. The cum-stain on her chest, even dried, was quite visible above the cami. Lisa looked back at the woman, then turned to John.
”You men are always so messy,” she said playfully, and then kissed him. Smiling, she wrapped her arm around him, winked at the woman, and gave his ass a little squeeze. The woman shut the door quickly, and Lisa laughed as she and John began to walk away.
