She looked beautiful.
She always looked beautiful. Perhaps it is what she was getting ready for that made her look even more beautiful to me tonight. Tonight was a special night. Our sex life was excitingly wide ranged. I could be sitting around and the thought of a soft, sensual, loving night of love making would cross my mind and I would lose himself for a moment. I loved her and I loved making love to her. On the other end of the spectrum lies the animalistic, sweaty, dirty talk fueled, porn star-esque fucking that made my cock throb. The main topic of the dirty talk usually focused on watching her with another man. Admittedly, that fantasy started with me. I knew she wasn’t into it, but I loved her for trying. Truth be told, I felt guilty that I fantasized about watching her. Felt weak that I could never put into words exactly why it turned me on so much. But during those amazing fuck sessions, I just let himself go, if just for a moment.
So tonight? Tonight we were going to a sex club. Maybe it was the fact that they were vacationing in New Orleans that she agreed to go when I casually brought it up. Maybe she wanted to allow me to get it out of his system, (although she made it perfectly clear that they would not be participating.). It didn’t matter. I was reaching arousal levels that I rarely, if ever, felt before.
She was half bent over the hotel sink working on her eye make up. She was absolutely stunning. This pose especially. I am as obsessed with her as today as I was the first day they met. Perfectly shaped hips with just the right bubble pointing out. It was almost as if she knew how much it tortured me whenever she arched her back the way she was doing at this very moment. While her ass was her best feature, it was hardly her only great one. Her tits were on the smaller side, yet shaped perfectly. So perky. Amazing for a woman in her mid 30’s. Her stomach with just the right amount of meat on it. Her body was the definition of feminine. Her face was electric, especially when she smiled. A smile that both lights up a room, and gives you the impression that you have a shot with her. Long black hair that was the perfect compliment to her white skin.
Beautiful. Sexy. Hot. Elegant. Classy. I am lucky. In bed, she was the best he ever had, (as explained earlier). A contemporary person would ask why the hell I wasn’t doing whatever I could to make sure she never talks to another man, never mind fuck one. But that’s it. She was art. Body and soul. It would be a gift to be able to see my version of Mona Lisa perform her many talents. It is also the fact that I wanted her to be able to get what she deserved. I am averaged sized and I never doubted her when she said she came, (which was a lot). But, I found it hard to believe that she wouldn’t want an impressive, large cock at least once. It’s perfectly fine to drive around in a Lexus for the rest of your life But if you can drive a Ferrari one time, wouldn’t you?
We arrived at the club. It was on a side street, near Bourbon. Didn’t look like much. In fact, we almost decided not to go in. But, we were there, so in they went. As soon as we walked in, we were mesmerized. Dark, but not too dark. You were able to see the people around you. Everyone, including themselves, was dressed very formally. Most men in dark suits. The women in beautiful dresses in a wide range of colors, but almost all of them were form fitting. Amazingly, most of the people were very attractive. Most in the age range of 30-50, of course with a few exceptions either way. People were friendly. Not overpowering, just friendly.
I went to go get her a drink. It was a great sign that she asked me to because she rarely drinks. I walked up to the bar area and ordered. While I did, I began speaking with a pretty damn attractive red haired woman named Alexa. It was an easy conversation, which surprised me due to where they were. Alexa was there with her husband, Markus. Seems this was there second time here. 2nd time at any place like this. She was telling me about the place. At least as much as she knew in her limited time there. There was no pressure from anyone. Nobody had to do anything with anybody they didn’t want to. Nobody had to do anything at all. She told me that they were here a month ago and just walked around, enjoying the “sights”. It seemed that they were talking for way too long so I said I was going back to his wife. Alexa smiled and gave a quick nod toward the direction where I left Kristen.
“She seems to be ok”, Alexa said. “Looks like she met Markus”.
I looked over to see her talking to a guy who did something that rarely happens. Made me jealous. Why ? Because he was exactly the type of guy I knew she would be into. I’m 6’2, but he had to be standing at least 6’5. He was mixed, which she loved. Built. In a room filled with well dressed men, his attire stood out. I could tell she was enjoying herself and was not the least bit upset that I was not back yet. The body language gave it away. They eye contact. Touching him on the arm while they were talking. Even though this seemed to be the beginning of the exact scenario I had played in my head a thousand times, I was almost relieved when Alexa got up, said good bye to me, then walked over to them. She appeared to introduce herself and gave Kristen a kiss on the cheek. I walked over and made my introductions to Markus, (minus the kiss on the cheek). I wanted to hate him, but he seemed like a great guy. After a few minutes of mall talk, Alexa and Markus walked off to chat with some people they met before. They asked if we wanted to go and be introduced, but we wanted to talk by ourselves for a bit.
I asked her how she was doing. She said that she was having a great time. She was pleasantly surprised. She expected an unorganized pile of overweight people mindlessly fucking and sucking. However, this was like a classy night out, made better with the faint excitement of the unknown. My God, she was even more beautiful now.
Hand in hand, we explored more of the club. It really was classy and very well put together. At this point, there seemed to be a lot of flirting going around the room. I could feel her squeeze my hand harder, which caused me to look over her shoulder. On a red velvet couch, I could see a beautiful woman who appeared to be in her early 50’s. She seemed to personify the elegance of the night thus far. It was almost artistic the way she was slowly stroking the cock of the young man sitting next to her. Slowly, twisting. Passionately making out with him as she performed the favor for the kid who looked like he needed a fake I.D to get in. It surprised me when I was the one who initiated walking away. Someone was enjoying the start of the show.
We walked further into the party. Passed several rooms with doors closed. All had sexy sounds coming out of them. We could tell that a few of the rooms had sounds made by more than 2 people. The doors were closed so we respected their “privacy”. At the end of the hall, we saw a door that was half open. I was getting worked up and would not have minded a few minutes of alone time with my beautiful baby girl, so I led her to the room. I was disappointed when I saw that there were 2 people in the room, standing by the bed locked in a passionate kiss. That disappointment faded when I saw it was Alexa and Markus.. Kristen let out a surprised gasp when she saw that someone else was in the room, causing them to break the kiss and look up, Alexa smiled when she saw it was us.
“Sorry about that. The door was open” I said.
“No worries Ryan” , Alexa said. ” It’s ok”
As we turned to leave, Alexa continued, ” Ryan, Kristen, I said it’s ok. It’s ok for you to stay. Just close the door if you will”.
I was shocked. My God, dream come true. But is it too fast? I didn’t want to overwhelm Kristen. I looked over at her and she did look a little worried.
“Baby”, I said. “We don’t have to. It means so much to me already that we came here tonight.”
She started to walk to the door. Admittedly, I was a little disappointed, but not even close to being upset. However, my heart literally jumped out of my chest when Kristen slowly shut and locked the door. She then grabbed my hand and walked me over to the sofa at the wall by the foot of the bed.
“Is it ok if we stay, but over here?”
“Of course”, Markus said. The he turned all of his attention to his wife. Restarting the passionate kiss that we so rudely interrupted.
They were not in a hurry. Oddly, it did not seem like they were putting on a show. They were dedicated to themselves and totally lost in the moment, which made it feel almost special that we were allowed to witness it. Markus started to unzip the back of Alexa’s dress. Not gonna lie, I was captivated. That captivation was broken by my girlfriend’s voice.
“Ryan, can you get me another drink”
Before I could say, “hell no”, I stopped myself. She has broken down so many walls so we can be in the very situation we are in at that second. Plus, she hardly ever drank so a 2nd drink could not be a bad thing.
“Ok, baby” I said before I faced her to give her a quick kiss before I left the room. She had other plans though. She grabbed my neck, held me there. and darted her magical tongue into my mouth. 30 seconds later I was woozy and had to settle myself before I left. As I walked out of the room, I forgot about the scene that was about to unfold on the bed. That caused me to almost run to the bar. There was only 1 person in front of me, but it felt like she was taking forever. The fact that she was an absolutely gorgeous blonde with tits that were popping out of her tight dress sis nothing to easy my lack of patience. I grabbed a drink for Kristen and one for myself. Remembering what Alexa was drinking, I grabbed her one, and a Bud Light for Markus. It was was a guess, but honestly, who cares.
I sprinted, (ok walked), back to the room. I entered, shut the door, and walked back to the couch. Kristen didn’t even look up. She was locked in. Clothes were everywhere. Kristen was completely dressed, but they were not. Alexa’s body was amazing. However, Kristen’s was definitely more my type. tits were obviously fake. I’m not complaining, I just prefer natural to fake. Her red hair looked great against her light skin tone, which was made to look lighter next to the mixed skin tone of Markus. Turning my gaze from Alexa to Markus, I suddenly understood why Kristen didn’t bother to look up when I walked in. I do not have a gay bone in my body, but I know what she likes. She has made descriptions during many of our crazy hot fuck sessions. This guy was ripped. I could see him from behind as he was laying on top of his beautiful wife. She was moaning as he was licking her nipples. Her hands going through his black hair. She pushed him down, obviously wanting some oral pleasure. This gave Kristen a better view of his body. She was entranced. Staring at his legs, ass and back. She suddenly looked over at me and started to look guilty.
“Baby. I love you. It’s ok. It is you and me. Tonight is tonight. He is a good looking guy. Your type, I know that. But we are here together and nothing is going to change that. Nothing is going to change how I look at you. In fact. You not pretending to not be attracted to him is very intimate. You are sharing your true feelings with me. I love you.”
“I love you too. You know that, right.”
“Of course I do.”
With that, she jumped on my lap and started to make out with me. Sighing, mouth noises. Hands everywhere. Just when I thought we were going to put on a show of our own, she composed herself and sat back down. Needless to say, my cock was straining to get out of my pants. Not yet.
We focused our attention back to our new friends just in time. Well, for her. Markus removed his face from his heavily panting wife’s pussy. Turned over, and revealed the most intimidating penis I have ever seen. Again, not a gay bone in my body, but I have to be honest. I was in awe. Again……jealous. I don’t think that Kristen took a breath since Markus turned over. Luckily, neither Markus or Alexa noticed us or our goofy responses may have killed the mood. Alexa was too busy walking over to the foot of the bed. She positioned Markus so he was sitting a the foot of the bed facing us and she was kneeling in front of us. Her beautiful ass bent towards where we were sitting. She quickly went to work. Red hair bobbing up and down, looking like she was entirely way too high. Judging by the look on his face, (and the evidence we just saw before), she wasn’t. She was seemingly doing an amazing job based on his moaning. She took it out of her moth and licked down the shaft, starting to tongue his balls. We could see the head of his cock peaking over her head as she was doing that. Twitching and weaving.
I grabbed Kristen’s hand, which was by her side. She moved it to her lap, where I started to slowly rub her thigh and tease her pussy. She was responding so well. I could not believe I was sharing this amazing, erotic experience with her.
Alexa got up. His cock was wet from the sexy, sloppy blow job he just received. He inched back, laying down so that Alexa could mount him. As she did, I could feel Kristen shudder as if she could feel the sensation, imagining it was her lowering her tight pussy onto that giant cock. Alexa slowly inched into it. Even as wet as she was, and as wet as she made his cock, sh was careful. This wasn’t her first rodeo with him. I was shocked that he was only half into her and she looked as if she was stretched beyond her limit. Her sexy moans told me she knew exactly what she was doing and that there may not even be a limit.
I was still caressing Kristen. Mindlessly, I lowered the straps from her shoulders and started to unzip her dress. It dawned on me what I was doing, and I started to stop when I realized she was not stopping me. So I unzipped it all the way and brought her dress down, exposing her gorgeous tits. SO beautiful. Her perfect pink nipples were already as stiff as I had ever seen them.
For some reason this was one of the most erotic, intimate, sexy moments of my life. My girlfriend, the love of my life, the woman I see as the most beautiful woman in the world, was allowing me to show her off, half naked. She trusted me enough to share this experience. I started to do the impossible and that is to be attracted to her even more. For some reason, seeing her exposed in a room with other people really turned me on.
Markus wanted to set the tone. He picked Alexa up and bent her over so that her face was facing us. SO was he for that matter. Alexa was on all fours and we could see the exact moment that he entered her. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head. Her mouth opened as if she was going to scream, but she didn’t, yet.
Kristen was sitting between my legs and I was massaging her naked breasts. This was the first time that they seemed to remember we were in the room. Markus was glued to Kristen Staring at her tits as I gently played with the nipples. He started to pump harder. The full length of his cock was inside of his wife, who was now screaming in ecstasy, cumming yet again. Kristen was grinding her hips into my cock, mirroring the stroke tempo that Markus was setting. He was now locked into her eyes. She was locked into his. Markus lay Alexa down flat and she stuck her ass up in the air. He was still locked into Kristen’s eyes, who in turn was moaning and grinding against my cock. Even through her dress, I could tell how wet she was. Was it the situation or was it the fact that a guy who closely resembled her description of her dream man, was making direct eye contact into her as he fucked his wife? Again, a little jealous, but a lot turned on.
Alexa was announcing YET AGAIN that she was cumming.
“Are you watching him fuck me with his huge cock? He fucks me so good. I love his cock. I’m cummmming! Are you watching?”
I thought it was rhetorical but I heard my beautiful girlfriend whisper, “yes”.
I was so close to cumming, yet I was the 4th most important person in the room of 4. I could care less. This was hot.
Kristen kept whispering, sighing, “yes, yes.” as Markus kept his eyes locked on her. He then pulled out his massive cock. Alexa’s ass dropped flat on the mattress, and he started to shoot stream after stream after stream of cum from the bottom of her ass, up to her neck. All the while, never breaking eye contact.
He just sat there for a moment. I thought that Alexa had been fucked into a deep sleep, but she was whispering gibberish. It seemed to take forever for his erection to start to shrink. I was almost afraid that he was going to walk over and grab Kristen. I know it was the fantasy that I introduced into the relationship, but at that moment I felt that if he fucked her, he would steal her from me.
Those fears went away when she turned to me and locked us into a beautiful kiss. He hand on the side of my face.
“I love you Ryan. Thank you. I get it now”
Intrigued, I asked, “oh yeah?”
“Yes. Even though there were 2 other people here, 2 amazingly attractive people, this was about us. YOu made me feel so comfortable that I was allowed to be myself. Markus is hot and I was not afraid to react to it. That is so sexy that I could do that with you. I know you are attracted to Alexa, and I am not even jealous. This experience brought me closer to you. So yes, thank you”
I was stunned and excited. I didn’t want to ruin the Mood and say something stupid, so I led us off the couch. We spoke to the tired couple for a few minutes. We even exchanged numbers, (or we got theirs as they didn’t have anything to write with). Alexa was spent but she made comments about it maybe being our turn. Too much, too fast, so I politely said, “Next time”.
“Yes”. Kristen said in a voice that may have unintentionally been seductive.
“DEFINITELY” next time. She appeared to look too long into Markus’s eyes when she said that. This is going to be the start of something amazing.
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