One squeeze, two squeezes, can make all the difference [MF][swingers]

Let me begin by emphasizing that my love, Fe (pronounced~Fee, short for Felicia) is an absolute goddess by every definition of the word, and I am lucky beyond belief to have such a committed long-term girlfriend. If you have read any of our previous posts, both fantasy and real-life erotica, you will surmise that Fe does all of the writing. At her urging, I thought I would try my hand at sharing one of our latest adventures.
Although we pride ourselves on our deep connection and honest communication, our most recent sexual adventure actually and only occurred due to an atypical case of unclear signals. Or so I thought.

Every month we dedicate time to a “sex vacation” where we eat and drink well, turn off our work lives, and recharge ourselves in the indulgent atmosphere of sexually charged places like romantic restaurants, clothing- optional venues, the occasional strip club, and even lifestyle parties.

On our most recent “power up,” we stayed in a beautiful penthouse suite overlooking the city skyline, encircled by floor to ceiling glass windows. “This is going to be entertaining for some lucky folks,” she said in her most devilish exhibitionist tone. I knew I was in for an awesome sexcapade.

Our evening began simple enough, the warm night air enveloping us as we took a taxi to dinner. Fe wore a sheer dress that hugged every curve, the plunge-line front revealing her beautiful cleavage. As she swung her high heels into the cab, a breeze blew just right, and the light caught her in just the perfect way to reveal two heart-pounding facts: her nipples were hard through her dress meaning no bra, and a glisten at the apex of her legs meant no panties. The proverbial win-win! I could not help but notice the taxi driver and hotel doorman ogling her “assets.” I swelled with a mixture of pride and anticipation.

We learned after several humorous encounters that in sexy social situations, our previous safe-words were worthless. Working “banana fudge sundae” into a sentence might as well be a t-shirt saying “get me out of here!” Although funny to us, the safe word was just not practical, so we changed to a simple system of discreetly squeezing the other; one squeeze for “no, let’s move on” and two squeezes for “yes, I’m in.” So this has become our go-to in-the-moment communication shortcut. It has often salvaged the situation and led to plenty of later laughter.

After a great meal complete with champagne, wine, laughter, and more wine, we exited through the bar and caught the eyes of an attractive couple doing tequila shots at the bar. As I learned later, the woman half of this couple and Fe had locked eyes earlier in the evening, as this gorgeous woman was throwing her head back to take the smooth tequila burn down her receptive throat. Her neck and chin turned at just the right angle to draw your gaze down her beautiful contours to her sleek shoulders, full natural breasts, exposed midriff, and a pair of long slender legs that elegantly rose to make a complete voluptuous ass of themselves. Fe gave the inside of my arm two definitive squeezes as she bit her lower lip and mouthed a breathy, “Oh my!”

Still holding my arm, Fe practically jerked me out of my shoes with the abrupt directional change toward the bar. “May I buy the lady another shot,” Fe bubbled. “I would love to see that swallow action again up close and personal.” I have seen my love in a variety of situations, but right now she was electric! They both smiled broadly at each other as they moved close together like two long-lost pieces of some erotic jigsaw puzzle. The woman introduced herself with a hint of a Brazilian accent as Vitoria. As her man moved forward into the bar light to shake my hand, I could feel Fe taking him in from head to toe. His name was Enzo, and he was a sculptured male model type with a clean chiseled bronzed muscular build. We firmly gripped hands and gave a masculine half hug as though we were estranged brothers. We both had the wry grins of confident men who had clearly “out kicked their coverage” in their choice of loves. The bar area music was loud so we all stood close together as we exchanged pleasantries and introductions. They were on their last night of “holiday” and were dreading their return to reality.

As we talked, Vitoria took a lime from the bar and placed it facing outward between Fe’s lips and teeth. As she quickly downed her shot, Vitoria slid forward and sucked the lime between Fe’s lips. As she sucked the lime harder, they pulled each other closer at the waist. As they kissed, Fe gave my knee two quick squeezes as they continued to explore each other’s mouths. I swear the temperature in the room went up 15 degrees, and time literally slowed down. More shots came, and were quickly gone. As our laughter grew louder, and our sexual tension increased, Fe looked into my eyes giving my hand two squeezes as she asked (begged) our Brazilian friends if they would like to join us at our next destination- the local lifestyle club.

They both confessed that they would love to visit an American Club, but further confessed that they had never been before.

We all piled into a single cab and laughed that we were sitting so close, that we may not need to go to the club. The ladies continued to giggle and make out between conversation all the way to the club.

When we arrived, we were pleasantly surprised to find a good crowd of people dancing, playing, and really enjoying themselves. We had another drink as we toured Vitoria and Enzo around the various themed rooms. Although things were clearly progressing quickly, I could feel Fe’s internal conflict as we moved from room to room observing couples in the various throws of sexual passion. How far was this going to go with this beautiful couple that we just met?

Fortunately, there were no open beds or play areas, so we did not have to jump into an undiscussed awkward decision right away.

As we emerged back in the main bar dance floor area, the song “Doin’ Da Butt” came on and Fe and I dropped our drinks at the closest table so that we could join the growing crowd grinding on the dance floor. As we found a spot on the floor to do our thang, Fe turned to look up at me, looking deep into my eyes before giving me a passionate open-mouth kiss. Her hand came up to caress my face and then slid down over my heart as we continued to kiss. The taste of her lips and mouth were intoxicating. At first, I thought it was the alcohol finally catching up with her, but knowing her as I do, I knew this was her “check in” and reconnection prior to the ensuing adventure.

Almost right on cue, Vitoria came up behind Fe wrapping her arms around her waist, and nibbling at her ear, “Alright you two love birds, get a room.” They both giggled as Fe turned to her and they began “Doin da butt…” Enzo and I danced behind our ladies, but it was obvious to everyone in the club, that our ladies were the center of all attention. Both of their nipples were unabashedly hard through their dresses, and their hands wandered with even less abandon over the other’s gyrating figure.

As the song ended, the ladies led us to some leather couches adjacent to the dance floor.

At this point, we were about 2 hours into our evening and new relationship, and I felt like my cock had been rock hard the entire time. The mixture of alcohol, music, the sex-charged club atmosphere, and Fe with her perma-sexy smile was a full on assault on all my senses. Enzo had to be feeling the same thing. The hot girl-girl exchange that was unfolding before us was the stuff of boyhood fantasy.

Vitoria took both Fe’s hands in hers and in a very matter of fact tone said, “We would like to watch you two beautiful people get it on.” We both smiled. Not surprisingly, Fe gave me two gentle squeezes to my inner thigh. I was so sexually amped up that my cock was threatening to cum without me. Fe quickly slid to her knees in front of me to undo my pants. I tried to catch her gaze, giving her my best “if you touch my cock with your mouth, I will instantly explode” look, but she wasn’t looking at me. It was go-time, and she was in full attack mode! She managed to get my pants over my swollen dick as I scrambled to my feet from the deep cushion couch. As my cock sprang from it’s imprisonment, Fe immediately took the head in her mouth, and I heard Vitoria exhale loudly as though she were breathing it in vicariously.

Fe must have some how picked up on my signal because she mercifully moved slowly and deliberately as not to disrupt the delicate skirmish that was brewing in my testicles. “That looks amazing!” Vitoria cooed into Fe’s ear as she sucked. I was so fixated on not being the pre-mature ejaculator, that I had not noticed that Vitoria had freed Enzo’s cock, and was stroking him slowly as they were both riveted to the action next to them.
Feeling the pressure building, Fe pulled up her dress to confirm my earlier suspicion that she indeed was not wearing the thong that I had so dutifully set out for her. Her perfect ass was now exposed and inches away from Vitoria’s face.

As Fe pulled her lower dress-line up over her ass, she pushed the top down over her incredible breasts. I am not an overly religious man, but I thank God for this woman every day!

With no hesitation, Fe pushed me back down on the couch and straddled me. With one smooth move, she plunged the full length of my cock into her sopping wet pussy. In all of our lovin’ I have never felt her to be so warm, or so wet.

She arched her back just enough to give two deep thrusts as the palms of her hands rested on my chest. With her free hand, Vitoria reached over to caress Fe’s breasts as she continued to ride me. Fe was totally lost in the rapture of the multi-stimulating moment and was even more vocal than usual. With very little effort from me, Fe had a deep orgasm flooding my lap and the couch beneath me with her juices. I’m not sure if it was intentional, but as she gripped my shoulders to brace herself, she gave me two lusty squeezes as the waves of pleasure washed over her.

Vitoria had shifted her position to the other side of Enzo so that she could go down on him while she watched Fe riding me in close-up high definition. I watched them intently as Vitoria stretched her mouth over Enzo’s impressively thick cock. He had hiked her dress up and was openly fingering her as her beautiful bronze ass was upturned to all sitting at the adjacent tables and bar.
With almost no warning, Enzo unleashed a thick rope of cum across Vitorias neck, and down her cleavage. Vitoria instinctively and immediately mounted him, and in Fe-like fashion stuffed his entire cock in her pussy to the hilt. She came almost instantly, and collapsed across Enzo’s chest, her long dark hair draped down over him.
And just like that, I went from winning the orgasm race to dead last.

Now fears of cumming too fast were replaced by fears of not cumming at all.

As Fe recovered and returned to planet Earth, I became aware of the 25 or so people standing around watching us. A respectful and appreciative applause enthusiastically rolled through the crowd.
And just like that, the lights slowly came up. The club was closing.

Fe leaned forward and kissed me passionately. “You are my world, baby,” she said with a mixture of appreciation and love. I didn’t have the heart to tell her that “her world” was still a loaded gun. She squirted so much, and was so lost in the moment, that she thought I had cum with her.

“Want to continue this party back to the suite?” I asked trying to change the subject in my mind. Two squeezes and a smile. “Of course I do,” she beamed. “This is intense!”

We hastily got our clothes back on and moved toward the exit. The club had hired several drivers to return patrons to their hotels, and as we emerged into the night air an older man and woman approached us to use their taxi service back to our suite. Their skin appeared weathered from too many days in the sun, too many cigarettes, and clearly a lot of the hard fun life. They were probably really physically hot once upon time. They were definitely our kind of people. An obvious joy and love of life and each other emanated from them.
I was holding Fe’s hand, and she and Vitoria were locked by the arms.

Assuming we were all headed for the same cab, Enzo and I followed the ladies out to the closest car which was way too small for four passengers going for the 35 min drive back to our hotel.

“Come on boys, you are riding with me.” The woman driver’s raspy voice called out. “Edgar will take good care of your ladies.”

Vitoria playfully pulled Fe toward the back door of Edgar’s car.

I turned her for a brief moment. It was my turn to check-in and reconnect. The night was moving fast, and it had been “very intense.”

“Do you want to have the ladies in one car and the men in the other?” I honestly asked her. Vitoria playfully pulled Fe’s hair back and kissed her neck. Her full lips seductively sucking at the Fe’s “vulnerable” spot right below her ear. Fe’s eyes closed for an instant, and as she opened them she gave my hand a single squeeze. “No?” I thought with a confused twinge of surprise, but an even bigger slice of selfish relief.

Pause. Another gentle squeeze.

It was at this moment that I realized that our otherwise great communication plan was not fool-proof. In a lustful and exciting situation, our hand squeezing signals could not distinguish a “Hell No!” from a “hesitant but curious Yes.” But her eyes said it all. “I want this.” I confidently squeezed her hand twice and gently kissed her lips and smiled. “See you soon. Have fun!”
Fe and Vitoria piled into the back seat, and the old man shut the door behind them.

The entire check-in exchange took less than 10 seconds, but a lot happened between us in that moment.
Stella, the female half of the taxi duo broke the spell.
“Edgar, don’t wait up. Haha. I’m feeling like taking a walk on the wild side,” she laughed as she locked arms between Enzo and me leading us over to her waiting car.
“Keep her,” he called laughing over his shoulder to me, and before I could protest, he pulled away from the curb without so much as a goodbye glance from Fe.
Well needless to say, this was not exactly what I had in mind, and more importantly, this violated our rule of always sticking together.

Enzo and I piled into the back of Stella’s car, and my mood was appreciably a little deflated.
“Cheer up, we are the luckiest men alive,” Enzo patted my back with a sincere smile.

He was right. It wasn’t that I felt jealous or abandoned. I wanted Fe to have the ultimate in pleasures. Her love and sexuality were not a possession of mine to own, but rather an entrusted gift that she consciously has chosen (and continues to chose) to share with me. The fact that she (we) would make this unconditional choice, made our connection all the more precious and invaluable.
It also wasn’t that I had deep-seated FOMO (fear of missing out). It was more the desire to see and feel the world through the person with whom I love and have been the most connected. We’ve shared pain and joy. Wins and losses. Laughter and tears. Life and death. That was it! The desire to share one more adventure and emotion. To see yet one more facet of her beauty and passion.

Sensing my cool distance, Stella made small talk about the famous couples she had ferried from the club, and the wild stuff that she had not-so-subtly witnessed through her rear view mirror. But my mind was 1000 miles (probably more like 5 miles) away, lost in thoughts of Fe.

The vibration of my watch brought me back in the car. Seems that my existential call out was being answered by Fe- it was a text image that I retrieved by phone to get the full effect.

The pic was a selfie of sorts- showing a lustful Vitoria, with her face buried between Fe’s legs. Being the consummate photographer, it was in perfect focus and lighting. The caption read, “Wish you were here…” The double entendre was not lost on me. Reconnection established.

The next pic, a little less focused, showed Fe with a wry smile while biting her lower lip, head thrown back, hair down across one shoulder, and Vitoria pulling at one of Fe’s nipples with her fingers and thumb, while sucking hungrily on the other.

The next pic showed the two woman in a passionate kiss. The next was a lower body shot showing both women with their dresses pushed up and each had a finger of the other in their respective wet pussies. Apparently Edgar had been promoted from driver to cameraman. I felt my dick move.

I handed my phone to Enzo, who swiped through the series of pics and back again to the obvious similar effect. He shifted his pants as he handed the phone back to me.

“It would appear that we are being teased, my friend,” was his only verbal comment. “And quite well, I might add.”

“Your exquisite woman has ignited the fire in my Vitoria,” he looked out the window at the passing street lights.
“Time for you boys to play fire man,” Stella interrupted with her cackle.

We turned to each other and talked about the night and what was to come. “Understanding boundaries, and having a connection are key to us,” I explained. Clearly half the group was already connecting quite nicely. Being new at expressing this type of sexuality with others, and having the other couple be even newer, I figured it was best to just lay it all out there. Enzo agreed.

The two buzzes signaling an incoming text jolted me from my daydream, like Fe squeezing my thigh in affirmation. This pic was taken from outside the car. Obviously, they had pulled over for this photo op. This pictured showed both women on the hood of the car, on what appeared to be a secluded street, completely naked. Vitoria was again sucking one of Fe’s magnificent nipples, but this time her other hand held our favorite travel vibrator which was partially inserted in my love’s pussy. Kudos to Edgar on the camera work. The next pic made me laugh out loud- Fe’s close up face under the car’s inner dome light. Her Asian eyes wide open with her fingers over her mouth in the traditional Asian “tee hee” face. Her way of humorously connecting again. She obviously was enjoying her little photo tease.
I passed the phone to Stella, so she could see her husband’s handy work.

She roared with laughter as she swiped through the pics.
“I’m gonna fuck the cover off of that old buzzard when he get’s home,” she loudly exclaimed. “Gonna have to add this story to the legend of Stella and Edgar,” she promised. “Please make us better looking in your story,” I kidded. “Oh, you boys are gonna be taking turns giving momma her sugar in my version of this story,” she laughed. We said our goodbyes and exited all the better for having met Stella.

Not surprisingly, Enzo and I arrived back at the hotel and got up to the suite before Fe and Vitoria returned.
We thought about waiting at the entrance, but at this point had no idea how long they would be.
We thought about climbing into the in-room jacuzzi, but thought that would be too cliche.

So we opted for drinks at the bar within the suite. We opened all the curtains, to allow the lights of the city to surround the inner glow of the ginormous main room.
About 30 minutes later, the ladies came spilling through the door in a sea of laughter.

Fe rushed to me as though I were picking her up at the airline terminal. “Miss me?” She knew the answer already. She kissed me and grabbed my swollen crotch in such a way that she knew she would find my cock already hard when her hand groped it’s destination. “Yes, I did.” I said warmly.

Before I could get another word out, her mouth was on mine. She tasted distinctly like her own pussy juices with the additional taste of what I could only assume was the taste of Vitoria’s pussy.

Enzo received a similar greeting. He smiled and wiped the corner of his mouth as she pulled away. Kissed as though to confirm the content of the pictures as authentic.

As if we needed anymore to drink, I popped yet another bottle of champagne and passed around four full glasses as we flopped to the large soft leather rawhide couch overlooking the city skyline.

Laughter and drinking morphed into kissing which rapidly transitioned to nakedness.

The girls maneuvered Enzo and I to sitting shoulder to shoulder naked on the couch. Fe knelt down between my legs and leaned forward to kiss me deeply on the lips in unison with Vitoria doing the same to Enzo.
As they broke off the kiss, they turned to each other and kissed passionately. Then to my surprise, Vitoria leaned forward and kissed me lightly on the lips. She tasted distinctly of my love’s pussy and sweat.
In turn, Fe leaned forward and kissed Enzo in a similar fashion.

Again in perfect synchrony Fe gave my cock head a gentle kiss and lick as Vitoria did the same to Enzo. Then as though they were reading from some erotic play book, Vitoria reached over and began stroking the full length of my cock while Fe did the same to Enzo. The visual of this removed the majority of blood flow from my brain in lieu of shunting all essential flow to my starved cock. To steal a descriptor from my love, the sight of Fe stroking Enzo’s cock into Vitoria’s enthusiastic mouth was fucking “intense!” This vision was only surpassed by the sight of Vitoria stroking my cock into Fe’s hungry mouth.

I wanted to giggle that this must be the ultimate pat your head and rub your stomach kind of exercise, but neither woman missed a beat.

My cock was bullet-proof by this point. I had reached the “sweet spot” of intoxication where my dick would stay hard forever, but may not cum easily. I was OK with it! I just wanted to have the strength and stamina to take whatever these ladies were planning to dish out.
They then moved down to our balls while they continued to stroke the other’s man. In rapid measure, both ladies moved to rimming, and the intensity reached a fever pitch.

Before I knew what was happening, both women were on their feet, pulling us to the bedroom.
As we reached the bed, both couples were facing each other on opposite sides of the bed.
After some passionate kissing, both couples fell to the bed, and began a fevered side by side missionary fucking.

We had never experienced being this close to another couple, and the resulting radiating sexual energy only served to potentiate our mounting passion.
Because we were in opposing positions on the bed, Fe could look over and have a perfect view of Enzo’s cock sliding in and out of Vitoria’s beautifully tanned wet pussy. She blushed on her first glance, as though she was invading on something she should not be watching, but as the raw beauty of what she was seeing caught up with her unbridled curiosity, she could not help but stare at the visual spectacle that was 18 inches from her face.
I looked down to catch her gaze and the smile I love so much.

Looking down at Vitoria, she was observing with great interest as I picked up the pace of fucking Fe.
Sensing that I was about to go to “Pound Town,” Fe kissed my neck and asked if I would take her from behind. A similar negotiation was happening in Enzo’s ear as Fe gracefully turned over.

As Enzo pulled out of Vitoria however, Fe rolled on top of her. They began a well-choreographed 69, licking passionately at each other as though the antidote for all life’s challenges was buried deep in the other.
“Come on baby, I need you,” Fe turned and begged to me. I instinctively slid my cock across Vitoria’s upturned face and into Fe’s pussy.

Enzo, in turn, slid his cock into his Vitoria’s pussy as Fe continued to lap at her clitoris.

Vitoria was now sucking my balls as I slid in and out of Fe, and the sensation was utterly amazing.
Enzo was picking up the pace now, and the force of his thrusts were now transmitting through Vitoria as she held onto Fe. Fe maintained her steady tongue stimulation of Vitoria’s clit as Enzo continued to fuck her.

As natural as could be, Enzo slid his thick cock head into Fe’s mouth, and then back into Vitoria’s pussy. He continued this alternating action, as though “spoon-feeding” Vitoria’s pussy juices to Fe’s eager mouth.
Again, Fe turned to me and said, “My ass baby.” “I want your big beautiful cock in my ass!”

Before she could utter the last syllable I was positioned at the opening of her ass, and crossing the threshold. Vitoria wasted no time filling the vacancy of Fe’s pussy with her tongue.

Enzo pushed Vitoria’s knees higher, presumably to fuck his wife’s ass in kind. With the muffled moans coming from Fe, I imagined that she was also filling Vitoria’s pussy with her tongue.

This was amazing to see, feel, hear, and experience!
“Fuck me hard baby. Fill me up” Fe exclaimed in a breathy tone as she came up for air. “Fuck me baby! Fuck me baby!” Yes! Yes! Yes!

The muffled tones coming from Vitoria were a mixture of Portuguese and English, but I could make out the general idea. It did not sound like a series of complaints.
Having gone long past the point of no return, I erupted in a much anticipated orgasm that rocked through every part of me. The sheer force of the convulsion set off the chain reaction of Fe, then Vitoria, and lastly Enzo to sequentially orgasm. As the waves subsided, we could only laugh at the magnitude of the erotic pleasure that we just experienced.

We slowly uncoupled, kissed our respective mates passionately, and literally limped to the large shower.
Between sleepy shower kisses, we could only laugh more at the disbelief of the turn in events of the night.
No one wanted to be the one to spoil the perfect moment with imperfect language. Nothing spoken could accurately do justice to what Mother Nature had so completely produced between four people.

Fe looked up in my eyes as the warm shower water came down over her beautiful hair and face. Her eyes said it all. They said “I love you above anything. I appreciate the way we love and support each other. You bring me such incredible joy.” Her eyes said it all as I brushed the hair and water from her face.

Vitoria spoke some embarrassed Portuguese to Enzo. He erupted in laughter with her.

Before we could get a complex, he said, “Vitoria forgot to bring her toothbrush.”

We all got a good laugh as we retired completely naked to the King sized bed.

The girls slept next to each other on the inside. They kissed gently as their men spooned them and cuddled them.

The combination of replaying the events of the night and Fe rubbing her ass against me forced an immediate re-erection.

I slid easily into Fe’s still tight and still wet pussy. From the sigh coming from our bunk mates, I assumed that Enzo had found a similar second wind. Slow and gentle thrusts peaked and quietly subsided. Fe turned her head to give me yet another gentle kiss. She took my hand and cupped it over her breast. She gave my hand two gentle squeezes and then two kisses. Always connected.

The sun was just starting to rise as we all drifted off to satisfied sleep.

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