*//Continued from* [*Part 1*](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/hua583/vancouver_part_1_fmfm_foursome_swap/)*//*
Our suite was on the top floor, 20 stories above the city, overlooking the water. As we stepped in the lights came on low, immediately settling the atmosphere. The air was charged. Daniel shut the door behind us, and James and Claire turned around. We stood there for a moment, no one quite touching, trading glances, each of us dying to continue – while daring someone else to make the first move.
I was the first to crack. My body was on fire, and my pulse was concentrated on my clit. I could feel my pussy swelling, could feel my panties becoming soaking wet. I looked at James, saw his chest rising and falling with each heavy breath, and slowly pulled my sweater over my head. My skin immediately reacted to the lower temperature of the room, my nipples somehow hardening even more. Both James and Claire were watching me, each taking their time running their eyes over me, up and down. Before I could continue, I felt Daniel behind me. He put one hand on either side of my waist, then slowly moved them lower to the tops of my jeans. Those hands again.
I leaned back into him, feeling his strong chest against my back, the fabric of his suit on my skin. He put his head beside mine while he traced the top of my pants, moving towards the front. His breath was hot and electrifying as he gently kissed right where my neck met my shoulder. He continued kissing me while he slowly undid the button on my jeans, pausing to let his thumb slide against my skin before snapping it open. I arched my back against him as he slid down the fly, taking his sweet time, clearly enjoying teasing me. He ran his hands back up my body, over my stomach and onto my breasts, letting their weight settle in his hands. I could feel my nipples straining against his palm as he continued kissing and nibbling my neck. He pulled away and started talking off his jacket.
I looked up at James, and felt a deep pull inside me – he was standing behind Claire, gently running his hands over her body, those fingers I love so much just grazing her skin. She was leaning onto him, one arm tilted back to play with the hair at the nape of his neck, the other had settled onto his arm, tracing his movements. They were both watching as Daniel folded his suit jacket over the chair and came to kneel in front of me. His mouth was mere inches from where I needed it to be. He ran his hands down the outsides of my legs, then stopped and looked up at me. I put my hands in his hair, caressed the sides of his face. Never once breaking eye contact, he slowly took off one heel, then the other. He smiled a low, wicked smile, then kissed my stomach, right above where the black lace panties started. His tongue dipped under the thin band, making my skin erupt in goosebumps. His hands found the top of my jeans and gently pulled them down over my hips, his tongue still running along and under the top of the lace. His mouth moved across my body, until his tongue found the dip just below my hip. There he paused and looked up at me again, before pulling my jeans off completely.
He tossed them aside and leaned closer as he straightened back up, so his mouth was hovering just above my clit. He grabbed my ass with both hands and pulled me to him, his tongue sliding roughly over me, the black lace doing nothing to dull the sensation. I gasped and tipped my head back, entirely involuntarily. He pulled his head back again, and his fingers found their way to the top of my panties. Agonizingly slowly, he pulled them down over my hips, then quickly down the length of my legs.
My hands were still in his hair, and I used what little power I had to pull his head closer, forcing him onto me. There was no space between us – his hands on my ass pulled me closer to him – my hands in his hair pulled him closer to me. His tongue and lips were exploring me freely, the tip of his tongue flicking over my clit, running along the outside of my lips, tasting how wet I was. He turned his head slightly and nibbled the inside of my thigh. I groaned and felt my legs go weak. Before I could even open my eyes, he had stood up in front of me, both his hands on my waist, his mouth on mine. I could taste myself on him, could feel the sweetness of it as his tongue found mine.
I broke apart to catch my breath, and my eyes met Claire’s over Daniel’s shoulder. I gestured her over, and she broke away from James’ touch. I watched as his eyes travelled down the back of her body, lingering in the same places mine had. I gave him a little smile, and he knew he needed to wait just a little bit longer.
Daniel was flushed, nearly panting with desire. His suit pants were straining at the groin – he was as hard as I was wet. Claire stood behind him, her hands running up and down his back, while I slowly undid each of his shirt buttons, his hands on my waist. Claire and I both pulled at his shirt, untucking it from his pants. She pulled it back, over his shoulders and off. I ran my hands down his hard, bare chest, my entire body tingling. He grabbed my head and pulled me towards him, his mouth again finding mine. I felt Claire running her hands over his stomach, her fingers working at his pant button, just as Daniel had undone mine. I could feel her fingers running over his cock, her soft knuckles grazing my pussy. She worked her hands back up to the top of his pants and slowly undid his zipper, her fingers caressing everything as she went.
Daniel was still kissing me, hard, his tongue pushing into me, and I hoped it was a preview of what was to come. I felt a second set of hands on my waist – strong, hot, familiar hands. James was behind me, running his hands over my hips and ass as Claire guided Daniel’s pants over his hips and ass. I could feel James hard behind me, Daniel hard in front of me. The temptation to rip all their clothes off and have them both inside me was overwhelming. Daniel suddenly broke off and took a step backwards.
Daniel kicked off his pants and turned to face Claire. He grabbed her head, like he just had mine, and kissed her deeply. Claire’s hands were on his back, her fingers gripping into him. Just as abruptly, he pulled away from her. He laughed lightly and shook his head, ran his hands across his face, then kissed Claire again, hard, before staggering over to the bed. Claire turned back to James and I and smiled. I smiled back – I knew exactly what she had in mind.
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*Part 3 cumming soon…*
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