I had booked the room months before, slamming all the buttons before I could lose my nerve, or back out. A bit of travel from home, but that made it easier. Not a familiar place, no familiar faces. A guaranteed reservation, a safe respite in case things became too much. At $150 a night, not knowing what was considered ‘all inclusive’ there was only a little bit of cushion, another reason for just the one night. The promotion material sounded too good to be true, but who could argue? I mean it sounded so… exciting. ***INDUSTRY LEADING VENDORS IN LIFESTYLE TRAVEL, TOYS, SOCIAL TOOLS & MORE, 100’S OF SEXY COUPLES AND GROUPS FROM ALL OVER THE U.S. ARE ATTENDING, AFTER PARTIES EVERY NIGHT IN MULTIPLE SUITES WITH HOT HOST COUPLES, MASSIVE PLAY SPACE AND SPECIALLY THEMED “OPEN” ROOMS.***
I switched my small leather overnighter, from one sweating hand to the dry one, opening the door into the lobby. My eyes goggled when I saw the costumes already walking around, I lowered my eyes to the floor and attempted to focus on what I was doing rather than get distracted by the upcoming delights…
I rushed to the check in desk, eager to get to my room, cool down and clean up; I wasn’t interested in a suite, just a place to rest, and hide out if needed. I confirmed my reservation, checked in, picked up my key and navigated directly to the elevator nearest the tower my room was in.
Once safely in my room, I tossed my bag on the extra bed, I didn’t really need and flopped down on the one I chose to sleep in. I needed time to cool off and get my nerves under control. Suddenly I realized that 24 hours is such a short amount of time, and I really didn’t have even that much! I grabbed my dop bag and dashed into the bathroom to make sure my carefully applied bare minimum of makeup was still where I wanted it. If things went as I hoped, I would be sweating and not caring what I looked like!
I opened the bag and pulled the dress out. It was simple white, vee neck, gently gathered under the bust, with loose cap sleeves, and a wide skirt flowing down from under the bodice. Cotton, breathable material, with just enough lycra that it shouldn’t wrinkle into a mess if thrown into the corner. Completely a costume, but it hit the check marks on all the fantasies of running through the woods, being chased by an amorphous something that was more exciting than frightening. In addition to presenting an ingénue aura that would be enticing. Grabbing the necklace I had been sure to pack, I slipped the plastic room key, a few condoms, a roll of mints, and a lip gloss into a small draw string bag I then clipped to the necklace and slid into my one piece undergarment under the white dress. I slipped into the soft sandal flats, and ducked out the door.
I stopped and got a map to the play space, then started exploring. I knew what I was looking for I just didn’t know what to call it. As I strolled the halls, I showed my wrist band and snagged a drink from a passing tray. I’d briefly stop to the side of the doorway, checking out the room, trying to guess what theme or goal was involved. A few were intriguing, but none beguiling. Some rooms I would have to step farther in to see around the folding screens blocking clear view of the entry. The scent of sex, lube and cum became a heady fragrance. Chuckling to myself, I made a mental note to check with the event coordinators to see if this was an added ingredient to the ventilation system as casinos were known to do in Vegas?
I knew by my giddy humor I was nervous and putting off stepping into the reason I was here. Time to get serious, or duck out, put on street clothes and leave… I looked at the room listings, scanning for any word combos that might be what I was seeking. My subconscious had been registering a low lying hum of excitement and laughter. Turning to scan, I noticed a room tucked slightly out of the way at the end of the hall… Moving slowly to avoid inadvertent contact, I made my way down the hall, taking a look at anyone leaving the room. Everyone was smiling or looking spent.
Edging into the room, hugging the wall, I noticed immediately I might have found … “it”. Keeping to the edge of room, slowly moving, changing the view and enjoying what I was seeing, I noted a mass of flesh writhing slowly, stretched across the minimal furniture, pillows, floor, and even in some places, against the wall. My heart and breathing started to speed up.
Looking up to plan my way around the clot of people against the wall, I noticed a brilliant gaze watching me. I took a second look, seeing the clear, bright blue eyes locked onto me. A tip of the head was followed by a brief hand gesture. Awkwardly, I glanced behind me to make sure I wasn’t mistaking what was happening, I noticed no one standing or moving behind me. I looked back, and gestured slightly and was greeted with an amazing smile and a further ‘come hither’ gesture. I noted some open space not quite directly between us and gestured. A nod and we both started wending our way through, over and around bodies mounded and braced together. The whole view reminded me of the art history paintings that I had studied, offered strictly under the guise of education rather than the ancient porn that they were.
Being careful not to step on any limbs, trying to avoid clothing, pillows and capped refreshments, I kept progressing to the small open area. As I moved, I kept looking up tracking Blue Eyes. As I got closer, I noticed he was significantly taller than I had first thought. Tripping slightly, I vowed to pay attention to the issues at hand, rather than imagining what was coming. Glancing up, I noted he had gotten there first and was reshaping the area by gently placing pillows, rearranging limbs and easing busy folk slightly outward.
When I reached the area he had cleared somewhat I reached out a hand in greeting. He pulled me close and moved his head toward mine. I ducked down and licked his nipple, hanging casually out of the brief garment he wore. I stepped closer, slightly straddling a leg, pulsing forward, slowly. As I switched nipples, I felt his hands bunching up my dress to grasp the hem in both hands and lifting slowly so I could duck my head out. I didn’t know how to explain my absolute virginity to the situation, and that I had reservations to such easy intimacy with a total stranger.
I was wearing a minimal Sukumizu that connected and tied in two places on the back. The breast support was easily moved out of the way, as were the other bits offering nearly immediate access. (But, in the event I was separated from my dress, I could get back to my room without scandal!)
His hands made their way to my breasts and I attempted to control my breathing. I continued to minister to his, and tracked my hands around his body, feeling what I could not see. I was not brave enough to just reach out and grasp him; I was enjoying the heat and pulse of everything my hands were touching…
He grasped the back of my neck then nudged the back of my knee, guiding me to the ground, while covering me deliciously. He kneed mine outward slightly, and started adjusting things. I noted his hand flared up and waved… ? He dipped his mouth toward my neck and the trembling started.
Suddenly, my head was lifted from behind, and a satin sleep mask slid over my face! I didn’t even have time to gasp before a nipple was gently grasped, rolling deliciously. Suddenly, hands were everywhere, one snaking between my legs, moving the small piece of cloth to the side, parting me deliciously, while a soft finger tasted and teased. Another hand brushed my other thigh, and I heard a light laugh. (I already knew that I had started dripping down my thighs when I entered the room…) I felt a pair of knees against my thighs! The pressure deepened, and my body rocked forward as I suddenly heard a low, deep voice breathily near my ear, asking me if I was ready? My throat had already tightened beyond my ability to speak, so rather than squeaking, I just nodded as vigorously as the environment would allow. I could hear and feel bodies all around me… The contact to my breasts increased, I couldn’t tell how many hands I was feeling… A finger entered me, slowly, tasting yet again, moving my natural lubrication around, then a brief contact to my entrance. I locked up, I couldn’t help it. This type of contact had been so far in my past, the actual craving of my body made my muscles lock down, blood flowing, heart pounding, breath only entering, waiting…. a gentle glide, slight, testing, teasing. I could feel it, my pussy locking down, clamping, my breathing attached to those muscles. I made an effort to loosen, breathe, and rock my pelvis forward, all at the same time. I locked my heels down, knees out and thrust up, Bridge pose practiced for so many hours, bringing me balls deep and my blood singing. I exhaled hard, and laughed like a lunatic. I couldn’t see, so I could only imagine poor Blue Eyes wondering what the hell he had gotten himself into? Working to adjust my breathing, and keep on rocking, I just tried to relax. It had been SO long since I experienced the kinetic energy of a body to flex and push against, I was getting giddy again. I tapped Blue Eyes on the shoulder and whispered “Stop.” I grasped hard, wrapped my heels across the back of his thighs, and just PULSED. I came so hard, the heat, warmth, hardness and muscle structure above me, causing an absolute quake through my entire body. Blue Eye’s couldn’t know how long it had been since I was penetrated by a living cock… he had to be so confused as to what was happening. And on I came…, slowly I started rocking and whispered “Move!” relaxing into the rhythm and the groove.
As he sped slightly, I knew what was coming. He increased speed, I raised my ass, meeting his thrusts, and just attempted to relax. That speed, corona rubbing, the water was coming… as soon as I flexed, my pussy just flowed, pouring out, across his balls, down my legs… and on we rocked. He grabbed my ankles and tapped, letting me know to drop my ass. He pulled my ankles up and rested them on his clavicles, knees nudging my ass up while pushing forward. He wrapped his arms across my legs, starting the heat once again. He slowed, and brushed my side; suddenly I was being lifted upward! Then I felt a body slide beneath me, erection so clearly evident against my back. Suddenly, again, only squeaks and panting, as my throat locked once again. My mouth opened wider for more air, and gasping.
Someone brushed against my ass, dragging something slick, and I felt questing once more… I breathed into relaxing, rocking, rocking, rocking. Suddenly I could feel thumb rubs across my clit, which just lit the fire, and sprayed the world. As I came again, my ass opened, and I sucked down with purpose; just enough to tell my body what was happening and to get ready.
As Blue Eyes slowed, he raised up, and started an even, rhythmic pace. Suddenly there were mouths on my breasts! The combination of sensations was enthralling, evocative and just the thing needed. I knew I was cumming yet again, and rocked my ass downward, pulling away from Blue Eye’s, thrusting hard downward onto the cock in my ass. The heat. Heat and pulsing. HEAT. Everything wrapped tightly, clenching, pouring, cumming, gasping, tight… There was still movement, but my heart and my breath had stopped, turned to rock, and was falling hard.
I was grateful for the continued movement, it brought me back to the fact I was still breathing, still pulsing, still cumming, and perhaps, needing to scream. Just then, I felt thighs. On either side of my face. The mask was pulled off gently and I looked up, into a beautiful pussy, queening across my face. The scent, the texture, and absolute ambrosia of her taste, dripping down my throat… Once again, falling hard, tongue thrusting, sucking, swallowing, gasping, rocking, cumming. Again, and again, and again.
As I came to, I could tell I was being carried. As the elevator door opened, I wondered just what had happened? I heard low whispers, a key card, and door opening. Someone laid me gently down, onto clean, fresh sheets. Someone pulled curtains closed, and suddenly, on either side, there was warmth, and strong muscles. As someone stroked hair out of my face, I could feel gentle kisses, and stroking, down long muscle lengths, easing cramps, and tightness. I was already busy planning next year…