Our Threesome – A Group Sex Adventure

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Our Threesome – A Group Sex Adventure
OUR THREESOME – A GROUP SEX ADVENTURE

Lisa and I had always promised ourselves a horny holiday together in Sydney. It was one of those fantasy trips that one talks about; the sort of conversation you have sometimes about what you ll do if either one of you win lotto. Well instead we received a work bonus, not a big sum, but enough for a nice holiday for the two of us.
I should tell you that Lisa and I had been apart for a short while because of separate work commitments. It was easy to book ourselves into a top hotel on the fringes of the Cross; and even organise to fly into Sydney within an hour or so of each other. We had arranged a few other activities too!
It was a hell of a shock then, when Lisa got off her flight with her friend Dianne in tow. To say my heart dropped to my boots would be an understatement. Lisa obviously read my mind; as she kissed me hello she whispered to me that everything would be okay, that she too had organised some holiday surprises for all of us. Dianne and I had never met, but we had heard of each other via Lisa. Now that it seemed we were going to be in each other s company for this holiday of a lifetime the pressure was on us to relate easily and well. It turned out Dianne was such a nice friendly easy going lady that establishing a good relationship with her proved to be a pleasant task.
Our hotel suite was a gem, and Lisa’s advance phone call ensured an upgrade comfortably accommodated the three of us. During the unpacking and first shared champagne Lisa assured me none of our plans would change just because Dianne had come on the trip with her. In fact Lisa suggested there was plenty of advantage for all of us as a threesome. Dianne herself convinced me that she too was really keen on sharing this unique holiday experience with us, so I began to believe them both, and relax.
Before our guests arrived later that afternoon we decided to give the spa in our suite a trial run. As the spa filled I set up more champagne in an ice bucket.
Stripping and sharing a tub was a quick reliable way to get to know each other. We were all mature, though Dianne was younger than Lisa and I; in spite of our maturity I thought we all looked pretty good, particularly the two ladies. Lisa had dark hair, medium sized breasts with suckable nipples, and a shaved pussy with nice pouting labia that refused to stay hidden. Dianne was shorter than Lisa, with long blond hair that would drive any man wild, small breasts tipped by lovely baby pink nipples, and a neat trimmed nest of dark pubic hair. It was very nice settling back into the bubbling water in between these two gorgeous creatures. It was enough to make one s dick go hard. As I reached for the bottle to pour more champagne both women commented on my cock s condition.
Lisa slithered her body across mine in the warm soapy froth and fastened her mouth on my lips. The lust of months of not seeing each other took over our bodies. My cock ached with the need to have her. When I sucked Lisa’s tongue into my mouth she parted her legs over my body, the slick gash of her cunt sliding over the length of my hard cock. As she reached its tip she wriggled slightly, letting my knob penetrate her cuntal opening. She pulled her mouth from mine so we could look at each other absorbing that initial moment of sexual impact; she raised herself briefly in the water so the only part of our sex organs touching was the tip of my cock against her labia; then Lisa sunk down, her vagina hungrily taking all of me in one magnificent movement of total absorption. We both absolutely just loved that initial lustful touch of cunt gobbling up rampant cock. Lisa rocked her body up and down on mine, raising her clutching cunt off my cock, before sinking back to bury my length deep inside herself. All I had to do was lay back in the hot bubbles and enjoy the sensation of her wonderful cunt massaging up and down the length of my cock.
Movement across the tub caught the corner of my eye. My lust in renewing such close acquaintanceship with Lisa had temporarily made me oblivious to Diane s presence. She was laying back in the spa, watching us with a look of sexual voyeuristic intensity on her face, rubbing her breasts with one hand, her other hand lost in the foam down somewhere between her legs. As I began to massage Lisa’s elongated nipples between my fingers, while still luxuriating in the tight clasp of her vagina on my cock, I also watched Dianne watch us. Let me see you do it I suggested to Dianne. Over Lisa’s shoulder I looked at Dianne as she raised herself out of the water to sit on the edge of the spa. Soap suds were sexily s**ttered over her body as she sat there opposite us, legs apart, fingertips of one hand disappearing into her slit as she masturbated herself. Let me see more of you two she asked. In response I raised myself off the bottom of the spa, so that Dianne could now clearly see the rear view of Lisa riding my cock with her hungry wet cunt.
Lisa had heard our requests and now put on a great show for her friend. She really began to hump me hard, lifting herself off me so that my cock almost slipped out of her cunt, before plunging down on me again, all with plenty of grunting effort to add to the display. While that was all very exciting for Dianne it was also serving to stimulate me too. I could feel the pressure for orgasmic release start to build in my belly, so much so that I now began to actively fuck Lisa. No longer was I simply a compliant tool. As Lisa sunk herself onto my cock I was thrusting up into her. She too became carried way with our sexual display. Her nails sunk into my neck as she grasped at me. Now she was grinding her cunt all over my cock and belly. She began to cum, the breath bursting out of her as her dam of pleasure broke. It was too much for me and I began to spasm into her hot inner recess.
The view must have been great too for Dianne. As I came back down to reality I became aware of her moans of pleasure. Looking over at her, across Lisa’s back, the fingers of one hand were pulling hard at the nipple of one breast, while the other hand was bunched up, thrusting in and out of her wet ripe luscious open red vagina. She came, her thighs closing to trap her own hand inside herself, her arse writhing around on the edge of the bath as she soaked herself in her own pleasure.
The three of us lay back in the tub to recover, and discuss the adventure Lisa and I had planned for ourselves, but now of course which included Dianne. I had suggested to Lisa, as we organised our trip, that we respond to a contact advert on a popular adult site. I had initiated the contact by Email to a group of married guys who specialized in clean, healthy, discreet gangbangs; the “A Team”. They had responded, contacting Lisa by phone to ascertain our genuineness, then inquired after her likes and dislikes for such a meeting. At Lisa’s suggestion they were bringing one of their lady friends to mix the scene up a bit for both of us. Dianne now knew about these arrangements for the late afternoon, and decided to be our resident voyeur for the meeting, with no pressure on her to participate, unless of course she wished to join in.
The “A Team” were professional and well organised, arriving as a group at our suite; all well presented and well dressed; with airline or overnight bags containing their drinks, toys and towels. They too were surprised that our number was now three; but their leader Joe agreed it was no hassle for them; with a wink at Dianne he suggested she might decide later to be more than just a voyeur in the planned proceedings.
With relaxing romantic music on the stereo we all agreed we should strip so we could all see what we had on offer, then have a drink together before starting serious proceedings.
All the team members were in their mid thirties to mid forties. Joe, the team leader, was a dark haired olive skinned Mediterranean type with an average sized uncircumcised cock. Allan, in contrast, was a blond haired circumcised Australian. Jack was a strongly built thickset fit rugby type with big chest and thighs, but his cock was quite small in comparison to the rest of us. Ross was a tall lean man with a long thin dangling weapon sporting a bulbous red knob. Jim, while of medium build, had a huge thick semi swollen cock hanging between his thighs. Peter was tall with a cock of average length but nevertheless very thick in its girth. Lisa, their lady friend, was a milky skinned red head with plump breasts and partially shaved pussy. Fortunately all were very happy people who worked hard at relaxing the three of us. It was apparent they had some experience at their hobby, hosting group sex parties.
After the first round of drinks Peter and Ross set everyone up with fresh drinks while Joe set the scene for all of us. He suggested to Dianne she sit herself in a big lounge chair in the master bedroom, so that she could survey the total performance that was to follow. He further suggested that she get out her favorite vibrator, if she had one, and that she should actively masturbate herself while she watched the rest of us. As he said, this would not only be good for her but good for us too to be able to see her enjoying herself along with the rest of us. Dianne was happy to comply, quickly retrieving her black friend “Ebony” from her suitcase. Joe told me that initially Lisa would look after me when we all adjourned to the bedroom.
Joe assured Lisa that all she had to do was to relax, call the shots whenever she wanted to, that everyone was there to ensure she had a great memorable time. Lisa seemed a little bit nervous, but at the same time looked determined to have fun.
The men of the team gathered around Lisa, lent her back and gathered her naked body up in their collective arms, easily holding her, they carried her helpless to the bedroom and laid her gently in the middle of the king sized bed. Lisa had led Dianne and I by the hand, like little c***dren, along behind the group so there was no chance on us missing out on what was happening. I noticed that the bed had been stripped of its covers so that just a sheet and plenty of pillows remained. Lisa put Dianne with her drink and vibrator in the lounge chair that had been placed not too far from the foot of the bed. She then stood with me, leaning her lovely body against mine, an arm around my waist, watching the crowd of men around Lisa on the bed.
The team had Lisa spread-eagled on the bed, her arms stretched out above her head, her legs comfortably spread apart to reveal her open slit to our collective gaze. All the guys were kneeling around her body. Jack had a bottle of massage oil and proceeded to apply generous amounts of the sweet smelling oil to all parts of Lisa’s body. They then collectively began to slowly and sensuously massage Lisa, twelve hands running over her at once, covering her arms, throat, breasts, belly, thighs, pussy, legs; all at the one time. Lisa relaxed at last, giving a big sigh, the tension sliding from her muscles. It was certainly an erotic sight to behold, all those hands manipulating her body at once. The feelings going through Lisa must have been lovely; her nipples hardened, her labia beginning to swell in the open folds of her exposed pink pussy.
Collectively massaging Lisa must have been enjoyable work for the guys too. As she responded to the sensuous touch of all those hands the six cocks around her started to harden. Looking at Dianne I could see she too was beginning to enjoy the sight before her on the bed. She was laying back in the lounge, a leg thrown over either armrest of the chair, her pussy parted, open to view. The tip of the black vibrator in her fist was slowly caressing her moist slit as she avidly gazed at the hands working on her friend.
Joe moved himself to kneel between Lisa’s thighs. The foreskin of his cock had rolled back with his erection to reveal a large plum coloured knob. He placed the knob against the open oily parted folds of Mars pussy, and began to stroke himself up and down the slit of her sex. Lisa rolled her lower body to accommodate the touch of his cock on her cunt, inviting him by her movements to penetrate her. Joe responded by slowly spearing his cock into her vaginal entrance. I could see her labia part to make way for his thick olive skinned shaft, her cunt lips opening around the thickness of his cock as he slid into her pink inner recess.
Along the rest of Lisa’s body the guy’s hands were now no longer simply erotically caressive; there was more sexuality in their touch; fingers were now stretching her nipples to an elongated hardness. Ross s long thin cock was now even longer and, as he was kneeling up near Lisa’s head, he took her hand and placed it around his hardening cock. Her hand began to masturbate him rhythmically, in time with Joe’s thrusts into her cunt. Allan kneeling on the other side of Lisa began to pull at his own cock while he watched the action before him.
Lisa had obviously noticed my growing excitement at the scene before me on the bed. She put a hand around my swollen cock, slowly masturbating it to even greater hardness.
Dianne simply loved this set up. Her “Ebony” was now hard at work as she shoved the shiny long wet shaft in and out of her own lovely gash.
Lisa was obviously enjoying Joe’s fuck with her. Already she was moving up a gear towards her first serious orgasm, her body now fucking hard at Joe’s cock each time it entered her. Her breath sucked in and out of her lungs as her enormous groans of pleasure filled the room. Joe was thrusting deeply and quickly into Lisa. Suddenly he pulled his shiny wet cock out of her to let copious white gobs of spunk splatter onto her belly.
In her excitement Lisa had forgotten all about the cock she had been masturbating. Ross didn’t seem to mind as he took over with his own hand, matching Allan opposite him stroke for stroke. Lisa and Joe’s orgasms were all the stimulation they needed. With grunting breaths they jerked their hard cocks in their hands as the spunk spurted out of the end of their swollen knobs to splash over Lisa’s tits and belly.
Lisa suddenly let go of me to spring onto the bed amongst the guys. She grabbed hold of Joe’s slackening cock and sucked it into her mouth, milking the last of his semen with her hand while she sucked away at his knob. Then she moved onto Ross, kneeling in front of him to lick the cum off his long shaft, again milking him, tonguing the white sticky droplets from the eye of his dick. Quickly she moved to Allan, repeating the process, lapping up the cum droplets from the knob and shaft of his slackening cock.
Lisa rolled over to kneel amongst the guys, leaning forward on her hands so her bum waved in the air, exposing her beautiful pink wet open pussy, just waiting for one of them to accept her obvious invitation. Jim, with his huge hard cock jutting out from his belly, quickly got the message. He knelt behind Lisa, grasped his pole in his hands, and slipped its engorged red bulbous knob between the wet fleshy folds of that lovely cunt. With the first thrust of his arse many inches of his hard meat slid into her pink wet orifice. Lisa loved it; her request to the “A Team” had been for plenty of doggy style sex. She pushed her arse back at Jim to ensure that he gave all of his considerable length and girth to her. Their combined movements soon became a rhythm of pleasure.
Dianne was obviously having a fantastic time watching all the sex happening on the bed in front of her. She still maintained her pose in the lounge chair, her pussy gaping open to our view between her splayed thighs. Her Ebony vibrator was bringing her to continuous orgasms as she thrust its black thick length deeply into her cunt.
The sight of Dianne masturbating to an audience captured Peter’s interest. While his cock was only of average length it was of huge proportions in thickness; the notion of a baby’s arm aptly described its appearance. Peter knelt in front of Dianne’s chair, his face close to Dianne’s wet red sex, every detail of the penetrating vibrator readily apparent. He put his hand over hers, the two of them together thrusting the black shiny wet plastic shaft in and out of her cunt. She loved it, rocking her arse back and forth as it rhythmically impaled her. Dianne took her hand away so that Peter could fuck Ebony into her at his own pace. As she began to peak so too he picked up the speed of his movements, penetrating her faster, penetrating her more deeply. Dianne got there, screaming, groaning, writhing on the chair, her head flung back in ecstasy.
Lisa left the room briefly, came back and handed something to Peter. He extracted the cum drenched vibrator from Dianne’s relaxing pussy. When he opened his other clenched fist I could see that Lisa had handed him some jellybeans. I was a bit bemused. Obviously someone had been telling the “A team” some secrets, and it hadn’t been Dianne or I.
The action on the bed was really hotting up for Lisa. While Jim was still fucking her from behind as she knelt there amongst all those throbbing hard cocks, Jack had somehow slid his massive frame underneath Lisa so that his head was somewhere between her thighs. Between the bodies I could see Jack’s head raised, so that he could suck Lisa’s cunt simultaneously as she was being fucked by Jim’s cock. Ray and Joe were kneeling beside these writhing bodies stroking Lisa’s dangling breasts. Jack’s hard cock, jutting up from his body, must have appealed to her. She dipped her head, without breaking her thrusting rhythm with Jim, and took the head of his cock into her mouth.
Peter knew what to do. He started sliding the jellybeans one by one into Dianne’s open, gaping, red, cum dripping vagina. He pushed them into her with his fingers until they had all disappeared into her gorgeous love tunnel.
I could tell this had been done to Dianne before. She offered no resistance, in fact quite the opposite. Once she saw what Peter was doing she d****d herself back on the lounge chair, spreading her body comfortably, but with her legs still thrown back on the arm rests so that her slit remained well open and exposed to whatever attention was on offer, both visual and physical.
Peter knelt forward in front of her and applied his face and mouth to her pussy. At first he tongue stroked her, then began a little tongue fuck. The purple pink of his tongue against the red hue of her groove made for an impressive contrast. It was even more impressive and erotic to see him fasten his mouth over Dianne’s vagina and begin to suck on it. She responded by beginning to writhe and squirm on the chair, mashing her gash onto his mouth.
The jellybeans, melted by her body heat and inner wetness, began to appear at the opening of her beautiful orifice. The juice of the beans mingled with her copious cuntal moisture, coloring her labia in their various hues, contrasting starkly with her own fleshy redness. Beautiful and very erotic. My cock throbbed at the sight of Peter sucking the beans out of her into his hungry mouth. Dianne added to the wetness by cumming again, coloured love juice running out of her vagina over Peter’s face.
Lisa was still in the throes of her hard fuck on the bed with the four guys giving her all their attention. Ray had replaced Jim, pounding his cock into Lisa from behind. Jack had kept his position underneath her; his mouth still fastened somewhere nice between her thighs, his hard cock thrusting up in the air in front of Lisa’s face. Its hard throbbing appearance obviously excited her because I noticed she continued to fasten her lips around its engorged head. Joe too was after some similar attention. He was now kneeling beside her face begging her to give his hard cock some sucking. She obliged, Jack’s cock popping out of her mouth, turning her head to replace it with Joe’s olive complexioned throbbing muscle. Another orgasm was not too far away!
Lisa and I had abstained for long enough. She grabbed me and fell back onto the bed beside the others. I quickly knelt between her wide open thighs and paused only briefly to gaze at her pink pussy, capped at the top of her slit by a small thatch of red pubic hair. Her labia had parted and I could see the open moist hole of her vagina, her clitoris swollen and upright. My cock was enormously hard and throbbing from watching all the sexual activities of the group. In spite of my earlier fuck in the spa I now desperately needed relief. I touched the tip of the purple knob of my cock, dribbling large droplets of clear sticky pre cum, to Lisa’s waiting opening. She simultaneously grasped my arse with her hands as she raised her twat up at me, pulling me to her, so that I simply slid full length into her hot wet cunt in one easy movement, buried to the hilt in her. Lisa felt like fire on my cock. Her cunt walls clasped my thickness, massaging my member deep inside her.
Movement close beside us interrupted my brief ecstasy. I was shocked and surprised to see it was Dianne moving onto the bed, helped into position by Peter and Allan. Wow! The voyeur had capitulated! And with two hard cocks to cope with too. I was really pleased for her, and for Lisa and I. It was a dream coining true.
All of us on the bed together were probably sufficient distraction to my mind to allow Lisa to have a decent fuck with me. Otherwise I m sure I d have cum prematurely in the wild excitement of this sexual scene.
It was now certainly crowded on the bed. But by hell it was fantastic to be a participant. Turning my head to the right I could see Lisa beside me on her hands and knees, Jack still underneath her tonguing her out, her mouth sucking his throbbing wet cock, Jim pounding into her from behind. Looking to the left I could now watch Dianne, on her back being fucked hard by the “jelly bean man” Peter; ably assisted by Allan, who had straddled himself across Dianne’s chest, so she could suck on his hard cock now in front of her face. Looking down I could watch Lisa’s face responding to the pleasure of my cock thrusting into her willing pussy.
Again there was a pleasant brief interruption as Joe and Jim manipulated their bodies amongst the crowd to kneel on either side of Lisa. They urged me to keep going, telling me that Lisa loved this sort of attention in the throes of her fuck. Both started to masturbate their throbbing cocks, so Lisa could easily watch them as I fucked her.
Through the press of flesh I looked at Lisa as a keening moaning sound started deep in her throat. While she hadn’t completely let Jack’s cock out of her mouth she was cumming and no cock, no matter how big, could stop that outpouring of verbal orgasmic pleasure. She was fiercely thrusting her arse back at Jim. He must have felt magnificent inside her because she really let go, crying out, moaning, groaning, breath gasping and rasping out of her throat; backside grinding back and forth and up and down; pussy mashing down on Jack’s tonguing mouth, while impaling Jim’s cock in her cunt; mouth hanging open as she sucked air, and most of Jack’s cock, into her throat. She came for many minutes. Then so did the guys; Jim grunting and fucking into her with hard thrusts, brought off by the might of Lisa’s pussy orgasming around his cock, enjoying the touch of Jack’s tongue somewhere between Lisa’s spread thighs; Jack’s body writhing under Lisa, his cock wrenched from her mouth, white spunk spurting from his engorged blood red knob all over Lisa’s hanging breasts above him and over his own belly.
To my left Dianne couldn’t see what was happening to Lisa but, like the rest of us, she sure could hear Lisa’s team reaching their combined heaven. It must have been just what she needed. Peter was moving in and out of Dianne in a frenzied fuck, pounding his penis into her open cunt, her legs high around his waist with her heels clasped behind his bum, pulling him into her on each of his downwards thrusts. Allan was now kneeling over her chest, leaning forward to allow her to suck the swollen saliva glistening knob of his dick into her mouth. Dianne began to cum, writhing and bucking on the bed, her mouth open in a banshee wail. Peter was grunting as his nuts slapped against her arse, crying out as he began to jerk and spasm inside her. Allan was now stroking his hard rock like cock in his fist as Dianne got off beneath him. His spunk burst out the gaping hole in the crown of his prick, jetting forth in huge white chunks, splattering all over Dianne’s face and open mouth. It must have tasted like nectar the way she licked her lips with that lovely tongue of hers; reaching forward with her head to lick the dewy cum drops from the end of Allan’s prick.
Lisa’s cunt was grasping my throbbing cock like a hot wet velvet glove, holding me tight on my inwards thrusts, letting go just so on my outward slide, her labia just holding my cock tip inside her, before I thrust into her moist recess once again. The sights and sounds around me, the movements of Lisa’s cunt around my cock, Joe and Jim kneeling there jacking off their cocks in front of Lisa’s face, were all getting too much for me.
As Lisa began to scream in orgasm the cum burst up from my nuts and belly, spurting up the length of my thick shaft, spasming deeply into Lisa’s welcoming vagina. She rocked under me, her love muscles clenched around my cock, milking the spunk out of me. As Lisa writhed under me in the throes of her own orgasmic release Joe and Jim let go, their cocks hard and throbbing in their fists, spunk shooting out over Lisa’s tits and face. She loved it, opening her mouth, thrusting out her tongue to catch their white gushing spurts of sperm.
Lisa grabbed the two cocks in either hand, drawing them to her face, licking the cum drops that oozed out of the eye of their cocks as their orgasms subsided. I relaxed between her thighs, enjoying the feeling of her cum and mine dribbling out of her slackening vagina, running down my scrotum onto the bed.
Lisa and Dianne, and their respective group of lovers, had all collapsed in a heap of tangled sweaty cum dripping bodies. The air of relaxation and loss of tension, combined with thorough sexual release, was almost tangible. What a hell of a session! Everyone just grinned at each other, knowing we had just achieved something special between us. After a shower and clean up we all agreed to do it again with each other sometime soon.
The next couple of days were comparatively mundane, spent doing a bit of sight seeing and shopping with a little night clubbing in the evenings. The three of us of course repeated our initiation as a threesome, but as always with Dianne being a voyeur to Lisa and I. It wasn’t a problem for any of us, just different in a quietly exciting way. Dianne, after an explanatory chat, agreed to accompany us on our next planned encounter.
The club “Encounters” was set up for mixed groups and “selected” singles for all sorts of “health, social and relaxation” activities for a nominal entry fee; as a threesome, particularly I suspect as one man with two women, we were made very welcome. Once we got past the unobtrusive front door (which gave no hint of what was inside) the decor was very clean and modern. After changing together and lockering our belongings, with only a towel in our hands, it was time to explore, to check out the facilities and meet our fellow club members. The initial wander around the impressive club did not take long; it seemed we were all anxious to try things out, and mix with the interesting crowd that seemed to be enjoying themselves in a range of activities. The three of us decided to split up and meet again later in the evening. Lisa was going to try her luck in the wet area, in the steam room and spa; Dianne opted for “The Dungeon”; I settled for a wander through “The Maze”.
There were hooks on the wall outside the entrance. Given the number of club towels on these hooks it was a safe bet that “The Maze” was well patronized. I parted the heavy black curtain across the doorway and entered. It certainly was dark. Standing there for a minute or two my eyes soon adjusted to the semi darkness. There was a corridor in front of me, but everything was black. I proceeded along fairly cautiously, feeling my way, arms out brushing the walls for direction and guidance, occasionally reaching out in front to ensure I didn’t bump into anything. The corridor took a couple of turns before I was faced with a left/right option. I took the left. Suddenly there was no wall on one side; my groping hands brushed over a body standing in an alcove.
He was obviously waiting in friendly ambush. As I felt him over he had a hand on himself, stroking his jutting erection. With his other hand he attempted to draw me nearer. I moved on.
My searching hands detected another alcove. There was a couple entwined in close embrace. My hands wandered over their bodies, feeling them feel each other. They seemed happy enough to have someone unknown give them tactile exploration, while they explored each other. He had a muscle bound body; her breasts and arse felt wonderful; attempting to touch her bush I wasn’t surprised to find his hard cock already nestling there between her legs. Again I moved on, but thought to remember their location for a return visit.
I was caught by surprise at the next turn of the corridor. A lady was leaning against the wall. As my hand bumped into her breast her hand took mine and she swiftly drew me into her embrace. I felt her large breasts against my chest. One hand wrapped around my head as she kissed me on the lips, quickly thrusting her tongue into my mouth. Her other hand grasped my limp cock. I was not prepared for action so quickly. In the darkness I let my hands explore her body. She was a tall woman, about my height. Her arse was magnificent as I used each cheek to pull her to me, slicing a finger through the crack, pausing at her puckered tight anus, before trying to split into her pussy from the rear. Her tongue in my mouth was going wild. My cock started to harden as her fingers gripped my shaft, pulling the skin up and down as she wanked me. I moved one hand to her breasts, stimulating a nipple with forefinger and thumb. My other hand I placed between her parted legs, brushing through her wiry pubic hair, sliding a finger into the moist furrow of her slit. Now this made “The Maze” a worthwhile experience. I was beginning to enjoy this silent willing woman.
We staggered slightly along the wall as someone bumped us in the darkness. Hands groped over our bodies checking us out. The hands became bodies up close, rubbing against us, feeling us, grasping her tits, gripping my cock, feeling her gash. It was two guys, each sporting a massive hard on, ready for action. One guy took us from the side, sliding his hand over mine between her legs, slipping his finger along with mine between her labia. The other guy took me from behind, pressing up tight against my back, forcing the woman against the corridor wall, his hard cock tight against the crack of my arse. She was enjoying the attention, pulling the guy at our side up close, now grasping both of our cocks in her hands. I sensed at this early stage of the night I could be in trouble, and decided I wanted to see more first. Remaining polite with my body language I extricated myself from their group embrace.
Events had clouded my sense of direction and I blundered along the corridor, a now very erect cock leading my way. In what appeared to be a dead end of the corridor I discovered more company. There seemed to be a large bench like structure in a vestibule. The woman came to my attention first. As I slowly shuffled cautiously forward in the darkness I could hear the sweet noise of sex in front of me. My cock made first contact with her. She was bent over at the waist and my cock ingloriously poked her in the backside. As I checked them out by touch I found she was sucking a guy who was stretched out in front of her in the fairly narrow recess.
Not knowing if my company was welcome or otherwise I moved behind her to stroke her back with my hands. Reaching around her I gently massaged her lovely hanging swinging breasts. They were of medium size, more than a handful, but not massive. I teased her nipples. Without taking her mouth from the guy’s cock her arse moving back against my body indicated her desire for more such attention. I ran my tongue down the spine of her back, crouching behind her, parting the ample cheeks of her arse with my hands, running my wet tongue down her exposed crack. I paused at her rosebud, teasing its tightness. She rocked back against me in the darkness. Kneeling I let my tongue drift into the rear cleft of her cunt. Her hair tickled my nose and mouth. But she parted her legs wider to ease my access to her folds. Her musk smell wafted in my face as my nose and tongue slid into her. I stretched my tongue, penetrating her as much as my position behind her thighs would allow. She gyrated her arse, pushing herself against me, spreading her legs over my upturned face, her thighs almost holding each side of my head. I crouched my body lower in my kneeling position for greater comfort, but my head was willingly laid back so I could bury my face and mouth in her twat. Her odor was sensational and exciting. The folds of her flesh caressed my lips as I slid my tongue into this unknown woman. She loved it; while she hadn’t changed her position over the guy on the bench she was surely set on enjoying my efforts at her body. Her arse was rocking her gash across my face, as she got herself into a rhythmic fuck on my mouth and tongue. I sucked at her labia, then fastened my mouth on the hard erect nub of her clit pouting out at the top of her slit. As I tongued at it she adjusted the angle of her body, easing my access to her fount of pleasure. I lapped my tongue back and forth across that clit, teasing it, exciting her. The moisture was running out of her across my face, mingling with my saliva, increasing the wetness between us, making my mouth and her open slit slippery to my touch.
I felt along her inclined body with my hands until I reached her hanging breasts. They were large and heavy. I strayed my fingers to her nipples. They were standing out, long and hard. I began to massage these unseen breasts and nipples, while at the same time concentrating on my mouth at her pussy. There was some awareness in my mind of her leaning forward to suck the cock of the guy on the recessed bench, but I was really almost totally absorbed by her pussy in my face.
She continued to move her gorgeous gash against my mouth. My tongue alternated between her erect clit and her vagina. I would stick my tongue in and out of her clasping muscular musky wetness, then change to stroking her nub at the end of her slit. For me it was heaven. I was stimulated by the fact of not seeing her, not knowing what she looked like, just knowing she was willing me on with her physical responses to my hands and mouth. Her movements on my face started to increase in speed and intensity. She parted her legs farther, almost squatting on my face, grinding the whole of her gash across my nose and mouth. My tongue just touched her wherever she paused in her gyrations. Her thighs clenched against the side of my head as she came, her open flesh mashed against my mouth and nose. Shuddering spasms racked through her body. Copious sweet moisture flowed from her across my tongue into my mouth. Fantastic!
The woman collapsed across me and the guy on the bench. Now I could her sighs and groans as she came down from her high. Sitting back underneath her I relaxed a bit too. It hadn’t been the most comfortable of positions, but it had certainly been a memorable experience, something a little different.
Taking stock of the situation I noted that my cock was absolutely rock hard, pre cum dribbling from its tip. A thought entered my mind I eased myself from under the woman and stood up. My movement disturbed her and she raised herself up to renew her oral ministrations to the guy beneath her. She was bent forward over his cock in a classical pose that invited a doggy style fuck.
I eased up behind her and felt for her backside with my hands. As I touched her she again parted her legs to give me easy access. Taking my cock in one hand I used the other to guide the head of my throbbing knob into the wet gash of her slit. My pre cum and her juice made it all so easy. With gentleness masking my passion my cock slid to the open and welcoming entrance of her vagina. I held her waist in my hands as I entered her with my first gentle thrust. Many centimeters of my hardness just slipped into her, the walls of her cunt only slightly gripping hold of me. She felt sensational, and after all that oral with her, my passion was such that I just had to fuck her hard and fast. I just couldn’t hold back. Quickly my body responded to my needs, my hard cock plunging deeply into her wide open willing pussy. My hands reached around her body to grasp her lovely swinging breasts for support. She began to thrust her arse back at me, her legs spread wide apart to accommodate me, as we began that lovely spiral to mutual pleasure.
My body and mind were totally absorbed in this marvelous fuck whet somebody bumped into us from behind. Strange hands explored my arse and back in the darkness. I continued humping my cock into the woman bent over beneath me, hoping this intruder would go away. Not so. The body belonging to the hands moved up close beside me, now exploring the woman and the man under her face. The unknown person brushed closer to me, leaning against my thigh, touching us all over in the midst of our fuck. It was distracting, but somehow also exciting. At least the distraction cooled my hunger somewhat, so that our fuck together was lasting a bit longer than I thought it would. The body beside me was feeling me all over, my face, my back, my bum, my thighs. A breast brushed against my side. It was another woman!
One of her soft hands lightly gripped my scrotum from behind, squeezing it gently, with no pain, just additional pleasure. Her other hand went around the thigh of the woman I was fucking so intently, to stroke her slit and strum her clit. On my inward thrusts I could feel those stroking fingers brushing the wet hardness of my shaft, lightly stimulating the underside of the engorged head of my cock. I turned my head trying to see her in the darkness, and my face brushed against hers as she lent over us in the darkness. She kissed my face, tonguing at my mouth. Our lips met in a kiss that became intense, tongues entwining, sucking at each other, an added and unexpected dimension to my already intense fuck.
The unknown woman beneath me began to really respond to the combined efforts of my cock thrusting deeply into her cunt and the fingers teasing her clitoris. Her humping arse movements increased in tempo. Her clear groans indicated that she had obviously let go of the cock in her mouth, to concentrate on her own pleasure. She began to cry out at me, urging me to fuck her harder, faster, deeper. My body responded to our mutual need. My cock was bucking into her wide open wet cunt as deep, as hard, as fast as I could go. The hand around my nuts gripped me tighter. As the woman beneath me let out a wail cum spurted up through my shaft, pulsating into her, as my cock throbbed and jerked along its whole length. My orgasm seemed to last for ages as my cock shot jet after jet of cum deep into the vagina in which it was buried. The woman thrust back at me rhythmically and hard, as she ground her cunt and arse back at me in the midst of her own long drawn out orgasm. The hand holding my scrotum let go. The other hand buried in the cleft beneath me was also withdrawn. This woman who had participated as a third party in this marvelous fuck leaned off me and moved away in the darkness.
Meanwhile my woman under me collapsed forward onto the guy under her, copious quantities of cure dribbling out of her cunt, running down over my deflating cock and my nut sac. I easily eased myself out of her, leant over her to give her a thank you kiss on the cheek, and left her there with her male companion. I wondered what he thought about it all. Hopefully he found it as exciting as I certainly did. Enough, I thought. And so slowly, on rubbery legs, I made my way carefully out of the maze.
Entering the light again I saw that my genitals were coated with drying cum. Feeling my face I could tell that I probably looked a mess there too, with dried juice from the cunt of my recent contact covering my cheeks and lips. It seemed an appropriate time to find the club’s wet area.
It didn’t take long to find the communal showers. A quick rinse under the warm water sparked me up again, and being clean helped too. I remembered that Lisa had been heading for the wet area for some fun. I stuck my head inside the steam room but she wasn’t amongst that small sweaty group of fun lovers.
So I wandered along to have a look at the spa. It was a nice sized tub, easily able to accommodate a large friendly crowd of people. And there was Lisa amongst the bubbles and steam with a couple of happy looking men. She was obviously having a fin time with these guys. We exchanged a bit of chat, and she wanted to know if I would join them or see if Dianne was okay first. It seemed best to check out the well being of our close friend.
“The Dungeon” was a visually impressive room. It was generally quite dark, except that small ceiling spotlights lit up key equipment and the equipment users. There wasn’t a big crowd using the facilities, maybe about a dozen, and they seemed to be roughly divided in number between masters/mistresses and slaves. I stood in the doorway and took the scene in. A mature woman was bent over with her head and wrists fastened into a set of old fashioned style stocks. She was being fucked by a strong young woman wearing some studded leather gear and a strap on dildo. A guy, displaying a massive hard upright cock, was tied face up on a kind of bench rack. Two powerful looking people, a man and a woman, were both giving him a nice slow flogging with cat o nine tail whips; she seemed to be concentrating on his genitalia and thighs; the victim must have liked it given his raging hard on. A slave, wearing various sorts of restraints, was crawling around the floor serving the whims of anyone who would give him a task. And there was Dianne, blindfolded and gagged, tied up by her wrists and ankles in a large swinging leather sling; with all her sexual hardware on display, just waiting to be used and abused by any passer by.
I moved over to see how Dianne was, if she was okay, and maybe wanted to be released. Just as I was about to speak to her a thought entered my mind, and stopped the words within me. Why not take a little advantage out of this situation, I wondered.
Looking at Dianne I could see the sling holding her was at the right height for any master to carry his will in comfort. Her wrists were bound so that her arms stretched out above her head, along each leather strap support the sling. Similarly her legs were in the air, bound separately by her ankles to the other two supporting straps. Her eyes were blindfolded and she was gagged, both with strips of material; metal nipple clamps gripped her teats. All in all she looked pretty comfortable, though helpless and available.
It was apparent someone had recently attended to her wants. Dianne’s pussy gaped open. Crouching down I could see her labia were puffily swollen, and moisture glistened within the open hole of her vagina, and her trimmed black pubic hair was curled with wetness. The lovely redness of the flesh of her gash made the open throat of her vagina look very inviting. The thought of having sex with my lover’s friend, while she was in no position to know or refuse, passed through my mind. A lubricant dispenser on the wall changed my mind!
Somewhere in my travels I had heard something about Dianne’s desires and fantasies. The lubricant brought the memory to the surface. My relationship with Dianne was about to take on a new dimension.
I squirted a liberal amount of lubricant over both hands. Kneeling down at the end of the sling I let the surplus liquid dribble over Dianne s exposed open pussy. Her body responded, tensing up as she realised someone was giving attention to her helpless body. I touched her gash lightly with my fingers, adding the lubricant to her own evident natural moisture. It was just beautiful to be able to stroke my fingers across her slit, feeling the fullness of her parted labia, finger dabbing her erect little clit. Her vagina was an open fleshy tunnel waiting for attention. And the best thing about it all is that she would have no idea it was I; it would be my little secret.
Using the thumb and forefinger of one hand I gently massaged the nub of her clit. Aided by the lubricant I inserted two fingers of the other hand into her open cunt. I felt around inside her, noting the strong muscles of her vagina as I pushed my fingers deeply into her, feeling the nervous tenseness within her dissipate a little. Just as Dianne was maybe getting used to my couple of fingers I added one more, so now I had three of then fucking in and out of her clasping hot hole.
Kneeling there looking at her bonded body in the sling I got the impression that Dianne really was enjoying this exposed and passive role she was playing. Her body was beginning to respond to both my attention to her clit and to the finger fuck of her vagina. I knew then it was probably highly desirable to us both that I should continue with my original thought in using her body.
I bunched my fingers and thumb together as I decided to fist her. My initial penetration was relatively easy, the tips of my digits fitting into her up to the first joint, before I encountered any muscular resistance. I began to twist my hand slightly and press it forward into her vagina. Her labia parted, stretched around my knuckles as more of my hand penetrated her orifice. It was a beautiful sight; for my eyes only; no one else was paying any attention to us. I could feel the deep interior of her cunt against my fingertips, the strength and wetness of her flesh, each crack and crevice of her cuntal walls. As I carefully twisted my hand back and forth in a circular motion I was able to stretch her wide, easing more and more of my fist, millimeters at a time, into her. My knuckles were now inside her. In a fucking motion I rocked my hand in Dianne’s cunt, still lightly stroking her clit with my other hand. She was responding to my touch, as much as her bonds and position in the sling would allow. Her body strained at my fist, seeming to savor my touch, to engulf my hand even more. I rocked my fist in Dianne’s open cunt. She began to cum, her muscles flexing against my hand, attempting to suck more of my fingers and fist into herself. No sound came out of her, but her mouth was open around her gag, her breath rasping in and out of her nostrils. Her cunt grew moist, her juice dribbling out around my bunched up knuckles.
I slowly eased my hand out of her. More juice flowed out of her wide open love tunnel. Her inner wet red flesh looked beautiful, inviting, and wonderful, to my lustful gaze. My cock had responded to the fisting and my secret view of Dianne’s real exposed inner self. It was throbbing, rock hard, and dripping clear pre cum again. As I looked with a mixture of wonder and lust at Dianne’s exposed sex the thought of fucking her, of taking fill advantage of her helplessness was uppermost in my mind. I was too late.
The young lady in the brief leather gear, with the dildo jutting out lewdly from between her legs, interrupted my thoughts. She signaled to me that she wanted Dianne. I moved aside. She knelt in front of Dianne’s body, the tip of the dildo resting against the tied up woman’s wet open gash. The young woman hunched her arse forward and centimeters of the dildo were swallowed up in Dianne’s cunt.
I left them to it and continued my exploration of the club, looking for an opportunity to relive the aching pressure in my knotted sac and throbbing bulging cock.
The sign over the large round hole halfway up the wall, and reached by a ladder stairway, said “The Love Nest”. Looking in through the aperture the room was bathed in pink lighting, not too bright, but then light enough to see what was going on. The floor of the room was one giant bed, with the equivalent of about four double mattresses on the floor, with plenty of cushions and pillows about the place. There were about a dozen people using “The Love Nest” for lust, and voyeurism, and relief. My kind of scene I decided; and dropped in.
A guy with a huge hard cock withdrew from a woman he had been screwing in the classical missionary position. He moved on elsewhere. She was a big girl, and even on her back her large melon shaped breasts mounded up from her chest. Before she could move I was between her raised spread thighs, mashing my face and mouth into her pussy. In the second or two I had before I buried my face in her genitalia I saw her open gash was bordered by large thickly swollen protruding labia. Her pubic hair covering was light and sparse. If only she was shaved, it would have been my complete fantasy come true.
Nevertheless I dipped my tongue into her slithery slot, immediately reaching as far as I could into her vagina, my nose grinding against her pubic bone and clitoris. My breath rasped in my throat and nostrils, her heady sexual aroma permeating my brain. My face became wet with her juice and my saliva as I mashed my face all over her lovely cunt. To hell with my aching nuts and cock, I thought. I love oral, and this was my scene.
The unknown woman beneath me gripped my head with her thighs, her hands behind the back of my head pulling me tightly into her gash. She began to lift her arse off the floor making it easy for my mouth to touch every part of her slit. I kissed, licked and tongued her gash; at times nibbling on her small sweet clitoris, tongue fucking deeply into her vagina, rose leafing her tight puckered anus. This woman received every benefit of my short term frustration of wanting to have oral sex more than an outright fuck with her, at least at this point in our brief relationship. I showed her no mercy. She began to buck and thrust at me hard. I kept at her, salivating over her luscious crevice, crack and hole of her cunt. She got no mercy from me. Her response to my face came explosively. The grip of her thighs and hands became vice like. She thrust her body up at me hard, wanting me to consume her. Tongue thrusting deeply into her, my nose grinding against her clit, she came in a heaving grinding shuddering orgasm. Juice streamed out of her vagina, smothering my face. I lapped at her now like a cat. She tasted like nectar. But enough was enough; my cock was reminding me of its need for release; and I had just done it no favors by indulging the rest of my body in one of my favorite pastimes.
Raising myself up onto my knees from my position of worship I looked around the group. I confess I did think of fucking the woman I had just been sucking, but I guess by now I was into the spirit of “Encounters”.
I was quickly robbed of any chance of making my own decision. A pair of hands gripped my shoulders from behind, pulling me gently but firmly backwards onto the mattress. Looking around I saw a slim dark haired woman had hold of me. She looked fairly fit, sporty and athletic; her body had well defined muscle tone; her breasts were small, but tipped with suckable erect nipples. Her intention was immediately obvious. As soon as I was down on my back she straddled me, taking my hard cock in one hand, and proceeded to place its tip at the entrance of her lowering cunt. I looked down my body, watching fascinated as she took her hand away, my upright cock held my the knob in the entrance of her vagina.
Straddling me she slowly lowered her body onto mine, centimeters of my cock being gobbled up by her cunt. Soon the lips of her slit mashed against the tight sac of my balls; I was buried in her as far as I could go, my cock totally immersed in the muscular confines of her cunt. At first she just sat on me, soaking my cock inside her, both of us enjoying the sensation of each other in our own unique way. I reached up to her small pert breasts and gently stroked her nipples, grasping them between thumb and forefinger, tweaking them to a hard erectness. Her body shivered at my touch; and her cunt rocked on my engulfed cock. It was time for some real movement. I bent my legs behind her, so my feet were flat on the mattress and my thighs and knees formed a backrest for her. I began to raise my arse off the mattress trying to further penetrate her. She felt the urge too, and began to plunge herself up and down on my cock. Looking down I could see my cock glistening with her wetness as she raised herself up, her labia trailing along my shaft; then the magic of the disappearance of my cock into that beautiful cunt as she sank down on me again, her muscles clutching at me as I slithered into her desirable hot confines.
The rhythm of her fuck increased in speed and intensity, her eyes glazed, her breath coming in gasps, her arse now swiveling and rocking as she ground her cunt and her clitoris against my cock. After all my sexual adventures of the evening I was more than ready for release. I could feel my cock muscles bulging with stress, tension and desire. The ache for release was building in my nuts and guts. This woman was exciting, and I needed to cum in her now. I tensed my muscles, gritting my teeth, holding on until she came first. It didn t take long. Heavy groans burst from her lips as she let go. She ground her cunt and labia against me, her cuntal muscles intensely gripping the length of my hot buried shaft. The cum burst out of me into her, my body spasming and jerking as this load of pent up spunk pumped out. The release felt marvelous. The lady above me lent forward onto my chest in her own post coital relief. I held her as we rested, her skin damp with sweat, cum dribbling out of her onto me as my cock slowly subsided and relaxed inside her.
After a few minutes she kissed me tenderly on the lips, climbed off me and moved across the “Nest” to another group. She was obviously after more. I just lay there on the mattress, recovering, enjoying my post hard fuck reverie. I was in no rush for more sex; I knew I would have more, because I wanted to experience all the this club could offer, my once in a lifetime opportunity, my dream come true; but for me, at that particular moment, there was no rush.
A couple of friendly well known voices caused me to open my eyes. There standing looking down at me were the real reasons for my being here in the first place, my friends, my ladies, my loves, Lisa and Dianne. Their glowing excited faces told me they too were having a wonderful time. In low voices between them they explained how Lisa had left her friends from the spa, come across Dianne in “The Dungeon”, had checked she was okay, but had at her request released her. They had been both looking for me and chasing a little more action. I recommended “The Love Nest” to them.
I moved, sitting down in an unoccupied spot against a wall, but where I could see what was going on with my friends; and, of course, the other people as well.
Lisa decided to feast herself on a massively hung guy who was on the periphery of a large group having a complex intertwined gangbang. He looked lost, briefly. That is until Lisa knelt beside him and grabbed hold of his enormous semi hard prick. He looked at her and one could tell he thought all his dreams had come true. She got down in front of him on her hands and knees, inviting him to fuck her in her favorite way. As he positioned himself behind her she reached around with a hand to guide his entry. As he thrust forward and into her a look of ecstasy came over both their faces. It must have felt marvelous for both of them. I knew Lisa well enough to see she was in heaven. He looked like he was there too.
Dianne crawled her way into a large press of bodies, three ladies writhing around the mattress with four guys. With her appearance it was four all. She was readily accepted into the group, hands and mouths, cocks and pussies, all reaching out for her and her lovely assets.
I relaxed, enjoying the view of my friends. It would be a little while, I thought, before my body would recover enough to let me join in. My cock lay deflated between my thighs, my own cum and that of the athletic lady I had been with drying on me in the cool air. In the meantime I was happy to act the voyeur.
The sight of the good looking large breasted woman I had sucked off when I first entered “The Love Nest” caught my attention. She extricated herself from Dianne’s group and walked over to me. She asked me why I wasn’t joining in, and I had to tell her I was in recovery mode. She took my hand and pulled me to my feet. She suggested, without any contrary opinion from me, that I should join her in the group, and let nature take its own course. Besides she told me that she had loved my first effort so much on her snatch that she thought I might like to do it again. How could anyone refuse such an offer? I had revelled in her pussy; I loved it.
We joined the edge of the pack. I lay on my back right beside a woman who was being fucked by one bloke, while she sucked on a woman who was straddling her face. My companion knelt over me in the sixty nine position, lowering her succulent pussy to my mouth, taking my flaccid cock in one long suck into her throat. As her lovely open snatch sunk onto my face I could smell the pungent aroma of sex and cum and well fucked genitalia musking out of her. It was simply beautiful, and stimulating. Willingly I lost myself in her open welcoming cunt. Once again my tongue explored the folds of her labia, the extremities of her hot seeping slit, her hard little clit, the wet cloying confines of her vagina. I couldn’t help but be very aware of my cock in her throat. She was good with her mouth, sucking me deeply into her, running her teeth along the shaft, nibbling the knob, or teasing the eye with her tongue. New life began to return, hardness slowly but surely creeping back into the length of my cock.
Nevertheless overall she was far more responsive than I was. Apart from sucking her out I used my hands to stimulate those magnificent breasts hanging down from her chest; or reaching round her thighs to finger the tight little rosebud between the globular cheeks of her arse. While she was doing a fantastic job with my cock my own efforts were obviously starting to reach inside her where she lived. It wasn’t difficult to know an orgasm was not far away for her. As I feasted on her slippery snatch she let my cock go, and concentrated on what I was doing to her. Her thighs were beginning to grip more and more at my head; while she planted her gash more firmly on my face, sometimes rocking herself across my mouth, at other times holding still and enjoying the sensations of my tongue as I centered my attention on one of her particularly hot spots.
Her pussy was a joy to be so close to as she came. I had fallen in love with this bit of her anatomy. Her labia were swollen and thick; parted in her excitement to reveal the gaping wide wet entrance to her love tunnel; her clitoris was erect and hard in her open slit; her cunt was dripping wet, running with moisture; her aroma wafting and washing over me; her muscles re griping and releasing my tongue and mouth in her fierce fiery orgasm, her body shaking in the throes of her passion. This was a great and responsive lady to make love to.
She collapsed onto my body as the sexual stress and tension drained from her. I eased her away from me and she lay beside me on the mattress, her eyes closed, a smile on her face. My cock had not really subsided yet from the thrill of her mouth, and the eroticism of my own close contact with that wonderful pussy of hers. It was time to do more about that.
Rolling over and raising myself to my hands and knees I looked at the press of bodies beside us. This group was having a wonderful time with each other, but there was opportunity begging for my immediate attention. Between spread thighs an unoccupied black haired pussy was waiting for me, its owner caught up in the group grope. I crawled up to this wondrous offering. Whoever she was had trimmed her pubic hair so that the lips of her pussy were exposed. Her pink delicate labia were parted, her gash was open, her deep red cunt glistening wet. The woman obviously felt me between her splayed thighs. She raised her legs in welcome, offering her cunt to the hard knob of my cock, which I had nestled in her wet open slit.
Without effort the length of my hard shaft slipped into the tight depths of her beautiful clutching vagina. I began to thrust in and out of her sopping slit, enjoying the way her hot cunt gripped my cock. She wrapped her legs around me, her heels fastened behind my arse, holding me tight against her. This lady felt great as she responded to our fuck. Other bodies across her torso still hid her identity from me, but that was half the fun of this club, the anonymity of the sexual encounters. And the other big part of the stimulus was of course the sights that would have made any halfhearted voyeurs mouth water.
We began to fuck each other in earnest, the rhythm building between us, her cunt thrusting at my sliding cock buried deep in her hot wet grasping vaginal depths. There was a movement of bodies over her as the crowd parted. Her upper torso came into view, and her arms reached for me. We looked at each other for the first time here. It was Dianne!
I was shocked. We had this unspoken agreement that, given the uniqueness of our three way friendship, we would leave each other alone. Now that was obviously out the window. We looked at each other, both wondering what to do. Dianne quickly solved the conundrum. She pulled me to her chest and tightened her legs around me. We began to kiss, our tongues intertwining, both responding to the surprise and joy of finally fucking each other.
Spontaneously we began again to fuck each other. While anonymous sex was fun, sex with a near and dear friend seemed even better, because too we were entering almost forbidden territory willingly together. I thrust my cock deeply into Dianne. She now parted her legs wide, opening her eager willing cunt up to me, gripping the cheeks of my arse in her hands, manipulating the speed and timing of my movements to suit her own needs. Gradually we built up speed and intensity as that feeling of impending orgasm began to take charge of our fuck. Perspiration dripped off the two of us. The deep throating of our tongues mimicked the clasp out our sex. We ground our genitalia into each other. With a rushing roar, gasping, groaning, moaning, we came. My cock pumped deep within Dianne’s cunt. Her muscles gripped me like a vice as she spasmed around me. What a fuck.
We slowly came back to earth and reality. As languorously lay in each other’s arms Dianne suggested we check out Lisa’s welfare, then have a spa.
Lisa was still on her hands and knees being fucked from behind by her huge cocked friend. We had arrived beside them just at the right moment. As Dianne and I stood watching them the guy was holding Lisa’s buttocks in his hands, seesawing his massive prick in and out of her cunt. On each withdrawal stroke many centimeters of his thick glistening prick could be clearly seen by us, before he plunged completely back into her. Lisa had a look of sheer ecstasy on her face, rocking arse back at him to gain maximum penetration from his hard inward thrusts. His hands clenched at her, his face contorted, he grunted as his orgasm built to a shuddering groaning climax. Lisa came too, her body shaking with her coital release. She collapsed forward on the mattress, her face resting on her hands, her bum still in the air holding his tool inside her. He pulled away from her, stringy droplets of cum dribbling off his cock, white gobs of mucous running out of Lisa’s open round very wet gash.
We waited for her to catch her breath. When she became aware of us looking at her she smiled a sheepish but contented grin. She nodded agreement when we suggested she should join us for a spa.
Apart from one couple having a quiet passionate session in a corner of the spa was devoid of people. It was really relaxing and invigorating for the three of us to lay in the water together. We talked softly about our experiences in this club, agreeing our visit was the highlight of our little holiday. All three of us felt completely fucked out physically and mentally. We decided to call it quits and go back to our hotel. Outside the club we were surprised to see the dawn breaking. What a night!
As we shut the door on our suite we hung out the “Do Not Disturb” sign. It was a relief to get into bed, to sleep tucked between the bodies of these two wonderful women.
Next day after some last minute shopping we kissed each other good bye at the airport. We agreed our holiday had been wonderful, better than any of us had thought possible. While it was sad our adventure was over at least we had the memory, and this written record, of our unique shared experience!

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