“Dana, the minute you panicked your way down my ladder from the apartment…”
Grinning, she bit her way down his stomach and breathed over his cock, “Allow me to climb this ladder!”
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Palace of Passion
by
Bonnie Robles
Ramon and Selma Vasquez were new to New York. After living in Liverpool for so long, Ramon had finally got a transfer and though the two were eager to leave the UK, there was just something about the States that made them shudder. They had to make new friends. It was a bit awkward for Selma since she had always fancied voyeurism and she was not sure whether they would run into Americans who liked that sort of thing.
Selma was a tall woman, quite curvy for a white woman. She had huge breasts; people usually mistook them for implants. Though her ass was not the huge J-lo bum, she still had a package to be proud of. Ramon was a thick haired man of Hispanic origin and Selma always told him that his body was more built for a Calvin Klein underwear shoot than normal clothes.
On the second day after the move, Selma was busying herself unpacking boxes when Ramon got out of the shower. She had resorted to unpacking in the living room because the two barely got any work done in the bedroom. She thought that a crowded living room would crowd Ramon’s judgment.
he smiled up at him when she saw him walking towards her; he had not bothered to secure his manhood behind a towel. She suddenly noticed that he had a semi hard-on going on. She rolled her eyes and shook her head.
“We spent the day in bed yesterday,” she said looking at him. “We are not doing this today,” she said as she sorted the clothing.
“Baby, come on,” he said walking towards her. “I have a whole eight days before reporting to work,” he added as he walked up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist.
“Yeah and at this rate, we won’t be settled even then,” she said. Even though she longed to have her husband’s cock buried inside her, she needed to put her foot down. Ramon could fuck like a god and she loved that about her husband but sometimes he acted more like a horny teenager than a responsible husband.
“What do we do about this then?” he asked as he pressed his cock into her bum. She turned around and sat on the bed.
“I could let you have your fun with the twins,” she said opening a button or two of her blouse. Ramon smiled.
“Yeah, baby,” he said reaching to touch her generous breasts. She leaned back, denying him the pleasure.
“Or, I could do this,” she said taking him inside his mouth without any warning. Ramon breathed a long low wow as she expertly sucked on his cock, making it harder as she went on. He looked down as he disappeared into her mouth over and over again. He closed his eyes as he savored the pleasure he was getting from her oral service. For a married couple, these two were still too much into sex but then again, no one was complaining. He was still in the glory of the moment when they heard a female voice.
“Ahem,” came the voice. Ramon grabbed a cushion and held it against his manhood after Selma pulled away. The two looked at a curvy brunette and a tall man standing at the entrance of the living room. The woman had a bowl in her hands.
“We knocked… the door was open,” she said. Her cheeks were flushed as she talked.
She turned and felt the strength draining form her body as she looked at a brunette and a brown haired man standing at the doorway. The man looked obviously amused catching Ramon with his pants down, or simply naked.
“I’m Claire, this is my husband Don,” she said in an attempt to change the uncomfortable silence. She had a basket in her hands. Selma guessed that was why the room had that freshly baked smell. She looked at the couple still embarrassed and smiled.
“I’m Selma,” she said in a small voice.
“Ramon,” Ramon said looking around for something more decent than a cushion.
“We are your neighbors across the street and…. we’re sorry… we…,” Claire’s voice trailed off. She looked at her husband. “Maybe we should… go?” she said looking at Don. Selma stood up.
“No, let’s just go to the um…. Kitchen… drinks anyone?” Selma said walking towards them.
“I brought muffins,” Claire said as the three walked away.
“You’re sweet,” Selma said as she took the basket from her hands. “I’m sorry about all …that,” she said as she poured the couple some freshly squeezed lemonade.
“Please we’re used to this kind of thing,” Don said. Selma looked at him surprised. She was not sure whether she was more shocked at the statement or confused. Either way, she was not about to make the situation more uncomfortable than it already was.
“It feels good to get to see other people other than yourselves,” Selma said smiling. Don moved closer to her.
“Lovely accent,” he said looking at her closely. Selma could have sworn he was undressing her with his eyes. “What is that? British?” he asked. Selma nervously nodded.
“Come now Donald. Don’t chase away the only good neighbors we have left,” Claire said smiling.
“Only good neighbors?” Selma asked her voice almost quivering. “Why are we the only good ones? Aren’t these other houses occupied?” she asked. Claire walked to where she was and placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder.
“They are, but the people can be a bit…. judgmental,” Claire said. Selma looked at her questioningly.
“What do you mean?” Selma asked.
“There he is! Looking very… dressed,” Don said. The girls looked over at Ramon who was walking into the room. Selma could tell that he was still embarrassed.
“What was that about judgmental neighbors?” Ramon asked ignoring Donald’s comment.
“We are a peculiar people…. we like peculiar things,” Donald said. Selma and Ramon could not help but feel that the two were talking in codes.
“Peculiar,” Selma said. Claire nodded.
“However do you mean?” Ramon asked looking at Claire closely.
“Well…,” Don started but paused. “You know what? Let’s show you,” he said looking at Claire who was now nodding.
“Great idea,” she said. “You will love it,” she added when she noticed Selma’s scared look.
“What if we don’t?” Selma asked nervously. Claire and Don laughed in unison.
“The palace is too big to be disappointed,” Claire said calmly.
“I’m sorry, the palace?” Selma said looking at Claire. “Are we going back to England or something?” she asked looking at Ramon.
“Come on, I’ll drive,” Claire said. “It will get the whole moving edge off,” she added as she took Selma’s hand. At that point Ramon and Selma were unsure of whether they were in for the adventure of their lives or the biggest mistake ever. A few minutes later, the two couples were at some up market home. The house looked very old and very pricey. “Welcome to the New York Palace of Passion,” Claire said as the four walked up the steps leading to the main door. The four walked up a long flight of stairs.
Ramon and Selma were awestruck at the first scene of the ‘Palace’. There were two men seriously double teaming a poor blonde as three other couples looked on. At that moment, Selma had a rough idea of what this place was. The woman remained silent, gripping onto the staircase railing as they went on.
At some point she began crying out in perfect rhythm with the men’s thrusts. One of the men watching had began to slowly knead one of the women’s breasts as he looked on. Selma guessed that she was having her orgasm at that very moment or approaching her point of no return.
“Holy shit, this place is indeed remarkable”, Ramon uttered amidst giggles from Selma and Claire who were obviously enjoying the scene.
“Are you like… swingers or something?” Selma asked Claire in a
whisper. Claire looked at her and smiled.
“You are familiar with the lingo,” she said as they walked on. Selma nodded. “What’s your fancy?” Claire asked. Selma felt herself blush.
“I like watching,” she said looking at Claire who smiled back at her. Selma smiled. This must have been the luckiest thing ever. They never got friends this compatible with them. They moved on with their tour but it was cut short by the sweet aroma that wafted from behind a huge silvery door that dominated the room.
“This, my guests, is the dining room,” Don announced triumphantly and proceeded to walk in. When he pushed open the thin wooden doors, the sweet scent of freshly roasted bacon enveloped them and instantly diverted their attention from their bodily pleasures. They waltzed in to join other guests at the table who were enjoying every ounce of the delicacies on the huge oak table. Don sat beside Selma on one side of the table.
Claire understood the gesture and joined Ramon of the other side. It was self service but the ladies served their men hurriedly before diving in to join the rare treat. Don definitely had a huge appetite because he downed the half steak from his plate in a matter of minutes before yanking his huge frame across the table to obtain more from the spread in the middle. Some ladies chuckled at the sight while others simply stared in disbelief.
“I like a man who eats”, Claire said amidst chuckles to defend her man.
“I love a man with an appetite,” Selma thought as she looked at Don. She suddenly let out a silent gasp when she thought she saw the tip of Don’s penis under his shorts. Was this guy serious? He wasn’t wearing any underwear? In freaking public? She looked over at Ramon. She was filled with guilt, unsure of what to do at that moment. Ramon smiled at her and gave her a slight nod.
Ramon seemed more thirsty than hungry since he downed several glasses of champagne as he ate. However, it could also have been his way of dealing with the new but familiar situation. Selma noticed the way he stole little glances at Claire as he nibbled at the rib he held in his hand.
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Claire had no bra or panties on. Her nipples were protruding from under her bareback silk brown dress and were fully visible in the brightly lit room. She loved the new friends she and Don had so tastefully stumbled upon. She had been unsure about meeting the new neighbors but something about the way Don said ‘that new big busted neighbor’ made Claire want to meet the new guys across the street. She looked over at Selma who had just got Don’s full attention. She knew that the fun had begun.
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Selma was still savoring her food when she felt Don’s fingers finding their way into her pussy. She looked at him in surprise and then at Ramon who was now getting a hand job from Claire. She gasped and instantly blushed as she closed her legs tightly leaving his hand locked and his fingers trapped inside her. She loved the sensation that shot through her especially as Don wriggled his fingers pleading for release.
Claire and Ramon didn’t notice the drama as they were both entangled in their own game, obviously loving the freedom. Selma relaxed her grip and Don withdrew his fingers from within her making a slurp sound as he did so. What he did next made Selma simply gasp in awe. He deftly licked her wetness off his fingers and then dug right into his macaroni like he had just done the most normal thing in the world.
It seemed the room was respected for what it was, a dining place, since none of the couples inside engaged in any erotic behavior except with the food. After a hearty meal and a few chugs of the bubbly on offer, the two couples decided to continue with their tour. When they stepped out of the room, the two men and the lady on the stairwell were no longer there. All that was left of their threesome was a trace of cum on the thick woolen carpet.
When they got to the balcony, Selma breathed a long low wow. The view was simply breathtaking. Ramon and Selma had no idea that the club was this huge. From the road, you could see the huge gated entrance that gave no clue as to what lay within. Once inside the compound, the huge mansion covered up most of what the eye could see but obscured what lay behind the mansion.
As they drove into the compound, all they had noticed was a thick layer of trees that concealed both sides of the mansion which portrayed that the landscaper had privacy in mind. The thicket between the trees was simply impossible to breach with the eyes. The number of expensive cars on the parking lot also indicated that this was a members-only affair. Below them was a beautiful lit pool that looked simply inviting.
At some point, Selma wondered why no one had taken advantage of the inviting pool. There were two huge Jacuzzis next to the pool that made the pool even more inviting than it already was. The whole scene was lined with blue neon lamp posts. You could see the words ‘NEW YORK’ brightly lit by the neon lamps on the pool floor. One Jacuzzi had an interracial couple making do in the bubbly water oblivious of the onlookers. Selma and Ramon took their time taking in the beautiful view.
They had been to a few exclusive clubs back in Liverpool but nothing would ever measure up to what lay before them right there and then. Back in Liverpool, most clubs were well hidden in suburban neighborhoods. You could barely know what was happening unless of course you got inside one of the rooms. Clearly, here it was a ‘come one come all’ affair. Selma giggled. She was eager to find out what other surprises the palace held for them.
When they were done with the first floor, Don insisted that they visit the last part of the huge mansion which he claimed would take their breath away. On the edge of the walkway was a wide stairway that led to the second floor. It was lined with wide rimmed flower vases that housed differently colored roses.
The new couple was already used to the numerous rooms as was the case on the first floor but this time there was only one huge door. On top of the door frame was a huge gold plated tag with the words ‘EXCLUSIVE SUITE’. Instantly, the newbies knew that this would be unlike anything they had seen or even imagined. Claire smiled at Selma and took her hand as Don opened the door.
There was a low-lying chandelier clad with several candles rather than bulbs that lit the rest of the house. The candles kind of gave the area a medieval feel not forgetting the exquisite furniture. The room had a large queen sized bed in the middle of the room and smaller beds, or were they simply long sofas, lined up against the wall. The place was so arranged to give people who wished to watch a perfect view of what would be going on in the bed.
Apart from the four of them, the room was entirely empty as if it had been specifically set up for them. When they walked in, Don closed the door behind them and took off his clothes. Selma looked at him and got instantly excited. Don like Ramon, was a well built man but what made her jaw drop was the size of his penis. She stared at it, her mouth slightly gaped.
“Don’t worry,” Don said as he undid her pants. “I will be especially gentle with you,” he said as he pulled the zipper down. He then looked over at Ramon. “That is of course f you are okay with this,” he said. Ramon smiled and gave them a nod of approval. Selma was both turned on and surprised that Ramon would agree to this so quickly. Of course, this was not their first time to do this sort of thing but it was the first time they were engaging in it with total and complete strangers. They didn’t even know their last names!
“Come here baby,” Don said in a whisper as he pulled Selma towards him. He bent his head and kissed her softly before carrying her over to the bed. Don smiled as he placed Selma on the edge of the warm velvety bed. He looked into her eyes as he parted her legs and then pulled her pants off. He went on to pull her lace panties off before eyeing her smooth shaven pussy. He smiled at her.
“I love a well groomed woman,” he said as he parted her legs. He knelt on the soft carpet between her and placed her legs on his broad shoulders. At this point, Selma was already wet. She longed to have… whatever it was that he wanted to do with her. She threw her head back as she felt Don’s hot tongue get buried deep inside her. This was not the first time someone was doing this to her but the fact that she hardly knew Don w
as making the situation hotter than ever.
She closed her eyes and held her sounds of pleasure in as Don tongue fucked her harder and harder. At some point, as if what he was doing was not enough, he began rubbing her clit as he continued sinking his tongue inside her. She gave in and let a soft gasp escape her lips, giving him a go ahead to go on. She began moaning as he turned to sucking on her clit rather than tasting her depths. Soon, he was having a hard time holding her down. She wriggled on the bed as he sucked on her, obviously a bit too turned on.
Claire and Ramon looked over at the bed. Claire looked at Ramon and smiled. “Looks like Don might need my help,” she said before walking over to the bed. Ramon looked on as Claire got out of her clothes. He stared at her perfect feminine form and sighed. He was already hard. He needed to be inside her but he also wanted to see what she was up to.
He watched as Claire climbed on the bed and helped his wife out of the shirt she wore before proceeding to hold her down. He slipped his hand inside his pants and began rubbing himself as he watched Claire put her lips around one of Selma’s breasts. Her other hand was tastefully flicking Selma’s other nipple as Don continued with his oral attack on his poor wife. Selma was at this time screaming out loud as the couple sucked on her very sensitive areas.
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