“C’mon, baby, stop teasing me. I need some cock really bad.” I was standing naked in front of my husband, my legs apart and my shaved pussy just within his reach. Ray was seated on the end of the hotel bed, reaching out to slide his finger back and forth between the lips of my very wet slit. That finger rubbed my clit with each stroke, making my knees buckle, and I knew it wouldn’t be long before I climaxed.
Ray had stripped down to his boxers, and I could see the outline of his cock angling up from his groin. I reached out and took hold of his shoulders, pushing him backward onto the bed. Grabbing the waistband of the boxers, I stripped them off, leaving them tangled around one foot. Kneeling down, I leaned forward and took his cock in my hand, palming it as I licked it wetly from base to head.
“Ummm,” I murmured between licks. “What a nice hard-on you’ve got. Just what I need in my hungry little pussy.” I angled my husband’s cock toward me and took it in my mouth, sliding my lips down until my nose was pressed against his pubic bone. I held him deep in my mouth for several seconds, swirling my tongue around the cockhead, letting my saliva completely coat the shaft. Then I rose from my knees and climbed onto the end of the bed, straddling his waist. I slid my pussy up and down the length of his shaft for a moment, then reached down and held it so I could take his cock inside.
“Ohh yeah!” I said, smiling down at him. “I’ve been needing this nice big cock in my hot little cunt. You’ve got me so horny I can hardly stand it.”
I tucked my knees up beside Ray’s rib cage, settling my pussy down on his cock as I worked my hips back and forth. Ray reached up and caressed my breasts, pinching my sensitive nipples with his thumbs and forefingers. His touch sent a surge of electricity directly to my pussy and I fucked him faster, grinding my pussy down to feel as much of his cock inside me as possible. I felt myself getting closer and closer to orgasm, and suddenly I was right at the edge, a stroke away from reaching my climax.
I was already gritting my teeth and scrunching my eyes shut when Ray stopped me. Grabbing my hips, he held me still, keeping me from slipping over the edge into physical bliss. “Please baby,” I whimpered, trying to wiggle my hips enough to press my clit against his pubic bone. “Let go. I need to come bad.” I looked down at him, my lower lip in a pout. “You got me so hot in the restaurant I was ready to fuck our waiter. Now you won’t even let me come.”
My husband grinned up at me. “You can come in a minute. I promise. You can come as many times as you want to. And knowing you, that will be at least five or six times. But first we’re going to play a little game.”
I raised an eyebrow, and Ray’s grin grew wider.
I had known something like this was coming. Any time my husband booked a room at an expensive downtown hotel and treated me to a gourmet dinner, he had something more planned than a night of simple sexual pleasure. Even though our nights of simple sexual pleasure were usually extremely pleasurable and often far from simple.
For this unfolding sexcapade, Ray had even sprung for a new outfit, which he had insisted I wear to dinner. “Jesus, honey,” I had said holding up the little ivory silk slip dress. “This looks like I should wear it to bed, not out in public.”
However, with Ray’s encouragement I put the dress on, along with tiny thong panties and a matching pair of ankle strap fuck-me pumps. Fortunately my 34C breasts are firm enough that I didn’t need a bra, and my tanned legs look great without stockings. Also, fortunately for my husband, I enjoyed showing off my body and was pleased to indulge him in that way whenever he wanted me to. Maybe it even turned me on a little. Okay, maybe it turned me on a lot.
This particular dress was so sheer it was almost transparent, allowing anyone who cared to look to see my dark pink nipples through the silk. With no bra, those hard nipples poking out like thimbles drew quite a few stares, along with smiles from the men and scowls from the women. Fortunately the maitre d’, the wine steward and the wait staff were all male, and they buzzed around our table like drones catering to the queen bee.
The dress was also short enough to please the leg men in the crowd, hitting me at mid-thigh and showing the cheeks of my ass whenever I crossed my legs or slid in and out of our booth. When we hit the hotel bar for a nightcap after dinner, Ray encouraged me to “accidentally” spread my knees a little wider than necessary, giving several men a quick glimpse of the lace-trimmed thong he had selected to go with the dress.
There was one man in particular who couldn’t seem to take his eyes off me. When I mentioned how attentive he was to my nipple display, and how eagerly he seemed to want to look up my dress, Ray encouraged me to give him a show. So I did.
Never looking directly at him, I slid off my barstool for a moment, then hopped back on, my hem now four inches higher than before. The man, who looked ruggedly handsome and wore an obviously expensive suit, could now easily see the crotch of my tiny panties. I was fairly sure he could even see through the virtually transparent silk and get a peek at my clean-shaven pussy”"a pussy that was growing wetter and rosier by the minute.
As I casually spread my knees apart and turned in the man’s direction, Ray leaned close and whispered in my ear. “Go to the bathroom and take your panties off. Let’s make sure your audience gets a good look at the sweet pussy I’m going to be fucking in a few minutes.”
I grinned and slid off the stool, this time letting my dress ride up all the way over my ass. I also bent down to adjust my ankle strap, making sure the handsome voyeur got an eyeful of my cleavage.
I returned from the restroom with my panties in my purse, only to discover that the object of my teasing was gone.
“Too bad,” Ray said. “He missed the best part.”
“Doesn’t matter,” I replied, leaning close. “I’m already so hot I’m about to have a pussy meltdown. You better take me upstairs and fuck me, or I’ll have to ask that cute bartender if he would be interested.”
Ray quickly whisked me to the elevator and up to our room, and once there he had me naked in seconds. But now that we were fucking, he was refusing to let me reach my climax, until we played whatever game he had in mind.
“Okay,” I said, continuing to wiggle my hips as much as his grip would allow. “What’s the game? Let’s hurry up and play it so I can come. Otherwise I’m going to abandon your dick and give myself a good finger fuck.”
Ray smiled mischievously, then reached under the pillow and pulled out his iPod. I watched quizzically as he unrolled the wires and put one of the earbuds in my ear. He put the other in his ear, then pressed the dial and scrolled through the menu until he found what he wanted. As he turned the screen toward me, I realized he had downloaded an X-rated video.
The first scene started with a close-up of a blonde being fucked by a man with a very large dick. The woman looked familiar, and I remembered that Ray and I had watched the same video a couple of months earlier. It was a compilation of scenes from various other videos, each scene showing a woman with two or three men.
Ray laid the iPod on the pillow next to his shoulder. “Remember this?” he said grinning up at me.
“Yes.” I felt myself blushing. “I remember.” What I remembered was getting so hot watching one woman take on two men that I had ended up fucking and sucking Ray and myself nearly senseless. Although Ray and I had watched porn together several times, that had been the first time I’d actually seen a boy-girl-boy threesome. I’d admitted to Ray afterward that the idea of two men fucking one woman was intensely arousing.
“As if I couldn’t tell,” he’d said, grinning at me.
Now, as the scene on the iPod changed to another threesome, Ray said, “Okay. The game is called “‘Show and Tell.’ I’ll show you a sexy scene from a video, and you have to tell me what’s going on. I can’t see the screen, so you have to be as explicit as possible. I’ve downloaded a bunch of new scenes, so you won’t be bored watching the same video we saw before.”
I grinned down at my husband. “I think I might like this game. Do I get to come anytime I want to?”
“Anytime you want to,” Ray said. “And as many times as you want to.” He picked up the iPod for a moment and turned up the volume, then laid it back on the pillow. The audio through the earbud was a sexy jazz track behind the groans and moans of a woman having sex. This time it was a skinny brunette with long hair, getting fucked from behind by a black man with a huge cock.
I watched the video, amazed at the size of the man’s cock and even more amazed that the woman could so easily take it all in her pussy.
Ray slapped me on one ass cheek. “Hey!” he said. “This is Show and Tell. You have to tell me what’s going on.”
“Oh yeah. Well, there’s a skinny brunette with silicone boobs getting fucked from behind by a black man with a cock about as big as a baseball bat. Now there’s another man standing in front of her. He’s white. She’s got his cock in her mouth. They’re both fucking her. Now the black man has taken out his cock and is slapping her ass with it. Jesus! It’s huge! And it’s all wet and shiny. Now he’s sticking it back in”"all the way to his balls. The white guy looks ready to come. She’s not sucking anymore, just holding her mouth open, waiting for him to . . . oh, he’s coming! It’s squirting all over her tongue and chin and breasts. Oooh, that looks nasty. Now the black guy has pulled out and is squirting come all over her ass.”
“So is it sexy? Watching two men fuck her at the same time?” Ray was watching my expression as I watched the tiny screen.
“It’s sexy all right,” I said, watching the woman wipe come from her cheeks and chin. She was looking up at the white guy, grinning at him as she slowly licked her fingers clean.
“So do you think you’d like to try it sometime? Having two men at once. Would that be hot?”
“It could be pretty hot,” I said. “Depending on the circumstances and the man.” I could feel my pussy getting wetter thinking about it. “What about you?” I asked. “Do you think it would be erotic? Could you handle me getting fucked by another man right in front of you?”
“I could handle it,” Ray said. “Depending on the circumstances. And the man. And as long as I was fucking you too.” He slid one hand down to my ass and cupped my bottom, then slipped his fingers down into the valley between my ass cheeks. One of them grazed the taut rosebud of my asshole, swirling over the sensitive flesh. Then he pushed, probing my asshole with his fingertip.
My initial reaction was to tighten my sphincter, but then I forced myself to relax, letting him slip his finger inside me. As he did so, my level of arousal rose dramatically, and I pressed my pussy down hard over his erection.
“So tell me what’s happening,” Ray said as he played with my ass. “Who’s getting fucked now?”
“Another brunette, but with short hair. Sort of like mine. She’s on a couch with two men. They’re both white. They are playing with her breasts and pussy and she’s holding their cocks.”
“What is she wearing?” Ray slid his other hand down over my back to my ass, squeezing one of my cheeks as his finger slid deeper into me.
“Nothing”"except a couple of tattoos,” I said, “A dragon around her ankle and a butterfly on her boob. And she’s got surprisingly natural-looking titties.”
“Show me,” Ray said, turning his face toward the iPod.
I covered the screen with one hand. “No way,” I said. “You’re showing, I’m telling. You made the rules.”
“So tell already. What’s happening now?”
“She’s on her knees on the floor, sucking one man’s cock while she strokes the other guy. Now she’s switching, sucking off the second guy. Wow! She’s deep-throating him! Now the first guy is on his back on the floor and she’s straddling him, squatting down. Jeez, where do they find all these men with such big cocks? Now she’s sliding her pussy down really slow. She’s fucking him just like I’m fucking you.”
“What’s the other guy doing?” Ray asked.
“He’s standing there watching, playing with his cock. Sort of jacking off. Now he’s kneeling behind her. Between the first man’s legs.”
Ray’s hands caressing my ass cheeks with a finger up my backside felt wonderful, and the combined effects of the hot video and the sensation of that probing finger had me just a heartbeat away from orgasm.
“Oh Jesus,” I said, watching the tiny screen. “He’s putting his finger in her ass. She’s moaning, tilting her ass up. I think she likes it. You can see the first guy’s dick in her pussy. It’s all the way in to his balls. Oh shit! Now the guy behind her has got two fingers in her. He’s going to fuck her in the ass!”
Ray suddenly pulled his finger out of my ass and I whimpered in disappointment. Then I moaned in pleasure as he shoved it back in, even deeper than before. Now it felt like two fingers in my ass, and I rubbed my breasts against his chest, humping my hips as he caressed my bottom and finger-fucked my asshole.
On the screen the brunette was getting double-fucked by two big dicks, one in her pussy and one in her ass. Just the thought of it was an erotic turn-on, but watching it actually happen was ten times more arousing.
Suddenly something drew my attention away from the video, and I stopped moving, trying to sort out the sensations I was experiencing.
Because there was no way Ray could be cupping both cheeks of my ass at the same time and also be fingering my asshole. Especially not when another hand was stroking my back and shoulders!
“Ray! What’s going on?” I pushed up, trying to lift myself off his chest and turn around. His hands moved quickly to my shoulders, holding me still. But there were still hands caressing my bottom and fingering my asshole.
“Easy sweetheart, just relax,” Ray murmured. “This is the rest of my surprise. Something I know you want.”
“Ray! I don’t . . . Oh!” The two fingers in my ass were joined by a third, stretching me wider. “Ohhh fuck! Fuuuck!” I moaned as I felt the fingers go deeper, well past the knuckles. The sensation was one of pure pleasure, heightened by the X-rated scene on the iPod. For the first time in my life I was in bed with two men at the same time!
Ray relaxed his grip for a moment, and I managed to look back over my shoulder. I was not totally surprised to find the good-looking man I had flashed in the bar standing behind me, smiling slyly. I saw that he was still wearing his suit pants, with his dress shirt untucked and unbuttoned. He had a sprinkling of chest hair and very buff pecs and abs.
I could see that the door to the adjoining room was standing open. My attention had been so focused on fucking my husband and playing his game of Show and Tell that I hadn’t heard the man come into our room.
“Sweetheart,” Ray said. “I want you to meet Tony. Tony is the new VP in the Seattle office. He’ll be coming into town every month or so. He’s single and charming and a very nice guy. I think you’ll like him.”
I stared over my shoulder at the man for a moment, then smiled. “I hope so,” I said. “Since he’s already got his fingers in my ass.”
Ray chuckled. “So, Tony, I guess you’ve met my wife Suzanne.”
Tony grinned. “Sort of,” he said. “Hi Suzanne.” He removed his fingers from my ass and continued undressing.
I turned back to my husband. “You sneaky bastard,” I whispered. “You really set me up, didn’t you?”
“Only for something I knew would turn you on. I’m just helping you fulfill one of your fantasies.”
“And one of yours,” I countered.
“Guilty as charged,” Ray said with a grin. “So why don’t we just relax and enjoy it?”
I felt the bed shift as Tony moved up behind me. I spread my legs to give him room.
His groin brushed against my ass cheeks as he leaned forward to run his hands over my back and down my rib cage. I lifted myself off Ray slightly so Tony could reach in and squeeze my breasts. After a moment his hands slid back to my waist, then to my bottom. I felt a cool sensation as he applied some lubricant. Then his cock was at the entrance to my asshole and he was holding my hips, pushing himself into me.
“Ohhh God!” I moaned. “Go slowly. Yes . . . like that! Yes. Oh God yes! Yes!”
Tony had shoved so deeply into me that I could feel his balls against my bottom. With Ray’s dick still in my pussy I felt completely full of cock. Overwhelmingly full of cock.
As Tony began to slide in and out I arched my back and tilted my ass up to give him a better angle. The iPod earbud had come loose but at that moment I didn’t care about the Show and Tell game, or that Ray had set me up, or that a virtual stranger was fucking me in the ass. All I cared about was that he keep doing it, keep satisfying the urgent need surging through my body, setting every nerve ending alight.
Ray had begun to move in and out of me too, and within minutes both men had established a mutual rhythm. They fucked me in tandem, each stroke sending a rush of pleasure flooding through me.
Suddenly Tony gripped my bottom tightly, and I knew he was about to fill my ass with come. I felt Ray tense and push up into me, and I realized he was also ready to climax.
Then it was actually happening! Both men began to ejaculate, moaning and grunting as they squirted warm come into my ass and pussy. Their simultaneous orgasms ignited my own climax, and it swept over me like a rolling breaker, tossing and tumbling me helplessly in a sea of ecstasy. I screamed as my hips bucked uncontrollably, my ass and pussy squeezing tightly over the hard cocks inside me. In that moment my only desire was that they keep fucking me, keep jerking and squirting and filling me with their wonderful come.
Finally my cries of bliss began to fade and I collapsed on Ray’s chest, breathless and sweaty, trembling with tiny aftershocks of pleasure. Tony rolled off me to lie beside us, his own breath coming in deep sighs. Our mutual climax had been one of the most intensely erotic experiences of my life, and although I was totally sated at the moment, I knew it was something I wanted to happen again.
It took several minutes for the three of us to catch our breath, but finally I rolled onto my back between the two men. “Jesus Christ,” I said with a deep sigh. “That was fucking incredible!”
“So can we say you enjoyed your first m nage a trois?” Ray asked.
“Couldn’t you tell? I came so hard I almost passed out. I’m surprised hotel security hasn’t come to check on all the screaming.”
Tony chuckled. “Ray told me you could be pretty loud. I must say he was right.”
I felt myself blush, then reached down and took hold of the two cocks that had just double-fucked me. They were surprisingly erect, and grew more so as I held them in my hands. “Did Ray also tell you that I’m a little insatiable? That once is never enough?”
“He did,” Tony answered. “That’s why we booked this room for another night.”
“And why we each took a couple of little blue pills,” Ray said. “We wanted to make sure we didn’t disappoint you.”
I smiled and squeezed their cocks, which had already risen back to full erection.
“Sugar,” I told him, “with twenty-four more hours and this much cock to play with, there is no way I’m going to be disappointed.”
Both men turned to me at the same time, each fondling a breast. It seemed the cocks in my hands had grown even larger. Somewhere among the twisted sheets and scattered pillows I could hear the very faint sounds still coming from the iPod, the sounds of a woman and two men fucking. A m nage, I had decided, that made a perfect combination.
