Chapter IV
David and I stayed at pool and drank margaritas until we both got a bit
drunk. We were the only people left at the pool, so I started flashing my pussy
and breasts at David and he would respond by showing me his cock and balls. If
we stayed any longer, we would have ended up screwing each other right there in
the open at the pool, but common sense prevailed. We grabbed our things and
headed back to our suite to get ready for dinner. While I jumped into the
shower, David called home to say that his "meeting" was running long and that he
expected to spend the night. Rather than be jealous of David's wife, I kept
wondering what they looked like together screwing and whether she had any
bi-sexual tendencies (I was beginning to believe I did).
I started to imagine David screwing her from behind while she licked my
pussy. David found me in the shower, rubbing my clit lightly, and I told him I
was pretty tipsy. David teasingly asked me if I was drunk enough to be his
compliant little sex slave and do anything he asked no matter how kinky it was.
I said: "Yes, Master, your little fuck slave will do anything you want,
any time, anywhere, with anyone you say." I was really drunk.
"What if I want you to get down on your hands and knees and lick another
woman's pussy while I fuck you from behind?" he asked.
"Anything Master wants," I answered, "but next time you have to be my
slave and do what I say."
"It's a deal," he replied. We still had to go eat first, however, so I
stumbled out of the shower and began to dry off as David put on a robe. He had
a different idea.
He led me back into the living room and sat me at the dining table.
Using a couple neckties, he tied my hands behind the chair, spread me wide, tied
my feet to the back legs of the wooden chair, and blindfolded me. Then he stood
in front of me, caressing my nipples and clitoris. I was swimming in sexuality,
filled with desire, and then there was a knock at our door.
"Terrific, dinner has arrived," said David, "I hope you don't mind: I
ordered room service."
I stayed silent. David crossed to the door and opened it.
"Room service, sir," said a male voice.
"Thank you," said David, "please don't mind my girlfriend; she won't
care if you look." I heard the rumble of dishes on a cart come closer and felt
someone pass in front of me. Dishes were being placed on the table.
"Very nice, sir," said the man.
"Thank you, would you care to touch her?" David asked. There was
silence for a moment, then I felt fingers touching my nipples, running up and
down my rib cage, exploring tentatively, going lower and lower. Suddenly I felt
another pair of hand grip my breasts tightly.
"Touch her pussy, she'll love it," David said from behind me. Two
fingers scooped down and ran up and down my inflamed wet slit. I moaned. I
rocked my pelvis against the fingers, burying them deeper in my slit.
"She's so wet," said the man. Suddenly David was pinching my nipples
savagely, digging his fingernails into them, and he asked:
"Dear, would you like this nice man to fuck you with his fingers?"
I nodded; "please," I gasped. The pressure on my nipples lifted
instantly. I felt two fingers slip into my pussy, sawing in and out while David
played with my nipples.
"More," I pleaded. A third finger made it into my naughty hot pussy,
and I was moaning. He tried to tuck a fourth finger in too. It hurt, but I
wanted it desperately. Rocking my pelvis, I suddenly felt all four fingers slip
deeply into my dirty, nasty, sloppy wet cunt. It was too much, and I came
instantly with a scream that might have drawn the police if David had not put
his hand tightly over my mouth. I didn't even realize it, but the hand was gone
and I was sitting in a puddle of my own pussy juices.
"She doesn't mean to tease you, but as you can see, she's a bit tied up.
She would love to see you stroke your cock and cum on her tits, though. Would
you like that?" David asked.
"Yeah, okay," said the man. David whipped off the blindfold, and
standing in front of me was a cute guy, my age, with his cock out stroking it
with the juices from my pussy all over his hand. He looked sexy, and I loved
seeing him perform for me so much that I leaned forward and gave his cock a few
little licks. That was all it took, and with a grunt, he shot his cum on my
chin, neck and nipples.
"Jeeze, I really have to go," he said, tucking his cock back into his
pants. "Thanks for stopping by," I said. David handed the young man a rather
large tip and showed him out.
"Are you hungry? David asked me.
After David untied me, we ate our dinner, naked, me still sitting in a
puddle of my pussy juices, and with the server's cum covering my chest.
However, the wine was excellent. When we finished I showered off and we climbed
into the hot tub to cuddle. David wanted to know if I was upset about what he
had done with the room service server.
"Well, since he was pretty nice looking, I'm not upset; actually, it was
incredibly hot and slutty. I've never been slutty, but it was kind of fun to
'play' slut since you were here to protect me. Did you enjoy watching him do
those things to me?" I asked.
"That's not so easy to answer," David said, "I guess I liked seeing you
and how hot you were."
And we moved on to other less sexual topics. For a 42 year old guy,
David was pretty cool and fun to talk with and he treated me like an equal adult
instead of like a kid. We drank more wine and talked about sexual fantasies we
might try out together. As he said, David had a lot of fantasies and they were
all over the map. He wanted to dominate a sexy woman, but he also wanted to try
being harshly dominated. He said he wanted to see a woman cum just by having
her pussy spanked with a riding crop; he wanted to be tied up and feel candle
wax dribbled on his cock and balls. He wanted to try a threesome with another
woman and other group activities. He had never done any of these things and had
always assumed he never would, but he deeply longed to try them all.
I told him about my fantasies, some of which were similar, including
being naked in the woods, tied to a tree and whipped; I admitted to him that I
once put clothespins on my nipples and pussy lips and how hot that had made me
and how I then masturbated til I came. I even told him that I had fantasized
about him and his wife fucking me together. That made him laugh out loud. "I'd
like that a lot," he said, "but I don't have any reason to think she would."
Then David jumped up and said: "Look at the time, quickly, we need to
dry off and get dressed, we have someplace to go." He wouldn't tell me where,
but I put my white cashmere sweater and short skirt back on while David put on
jeans and a shirt. He led me outside, into the gardens, and around to the side
of the hotel.
"Remember that woman who watched us in the sauna today?" he asked. Of
course I did. "I spoke to her after you left the sauna and she promised she
would put on a show for us with her husband this evening. If we sit here on the
grass, she said we'd be able to watch them in their room."
Sure enough, I looked over and there, 20 feet away on the first floor,
was a floor to ceiling window looking into a guest room. Inside, I could see
the woman just coming out of the bathroom with a robe on and a man laying on the
bed. Their lights were on and we could see everything, although they could
probably not see us in the dark. David sat on the grass facing the room and I
sat on his lap. Together, we watched the cute young brunette remove her robe
and climb atop her man. She began to undress him and they kissed. She pulled
out his huge hard on and immediately suck it deeply into her mouth. I don't
know if the man knew he was being watched, but the woman did (she even waved
once). They fucked in seven different positions and finally she stood with her
hands up against the window as her man came up behind her and stuck his massive
cock in her pussy. The expressions on her face were ecstatic. All this time,
as I sat in David's lap, I could tell my pussy was getting wetter and David's
cock was getting harder. I straddled him and rubbed my pussy against his
jeans-covered cock. In no time, the whole front of his pants were wet.
Together we watched the woman get pumped harder and harder, while she played
with her clit, and finally saw them both cum. Best show I've ever seen. They
finally closed the curtains, and David and I were left to our own again.
We got up and strolled without speaking, holding hands, through the
gardens in the moonlight. Our day together would end and I would not see David
for a week. Then I remembered the door I had found in the garden that morning
and led David to it - it opened, and we entered into a small walled garden and
patch of grass. I closed the door, unzipped my skirt, and stepped out of it.
This time David came up to me and kissed me, passionately, gently. We kissed
for ages before I broke off, removed my sweater, and laid down on the grass in
the middle of the garden. David came and laid down beside me. As we kissed
again he caressed me, my breasts, my tummy, my ass, my pussy. He stood and
undressed, then climbed on top of me, into me. I wrapped my legs around him and
let him pump his hard cock into me over and over, but gently this time. I held
him tight as he came deeply in my pussy and kept pumping until I too came. We
kissed again, dressed, and returned to our room.
We slept together nude, holding each other tightly. In the morning, I
had to get to work and David said it was time for him to go. We agreed to meet
on Thursday evening the following week; I told him I wanted to arrange
everything this time; and he said he would call me to get his instructions. We
gave each other one lingering kiss nude, then showered, dressed, and went back
to our regular lives.
