by Mia Moore
Oh God. Here it comes. Elena forced a smile and sat down.
“Sophia and I were talking back at the table.” Eva placed her hand high on Elena’s thigh, her fingers softly rolling over her silken leg. “We’d really like to get it on with you, Elena. You and Matt don’t have to swap partners or anything. It would just be the three of us gals for that part.”
Sophia stepped closer and her hand pulled a lock of hair from Elena’s cheek. “I kind of got the impression that you’d like that too. Believe me, Eva and I almost arm wrestled for the chance to bust your girl cherry. But since we’re good friends, we decided to share. How does that sound? Are you okay with it?”
So this was what ‘conflicted’ really felt like. On the one hand she was practically salivating at the chance of this actually happening, and for it to be with two women as gorgeous as Eva and Sophia....well that was a fantasy come true.
But what about the other part? She could agree and just leave the partner swapping out of it. But what about Matt?
“Oh God. I’m so wet at the thought of this. Matt is totally on side of course.” She looked down at her lap while Eva shifted closer, her fingers sliding down into her inner thigh. “Sex with the guys...”
Eva’s head jerked up and she smiled at Sophia. “Yes?” It came out a yearning purr.
Elena sighed and she looked into Eva’s eyes. “You’re too...” She took a deep breath watching Eva’s eyebrows draw together.
“You’re not comfortable with Matt fucking Eva.” Sophia’s forefinger went under Elena’s chin and she tilted her head up so that Elena met her gaze.
She didn’t have to answer. Sophia nodded and then huffed a fast sigh. “It’s because, you kind of know Chris and me, right? And the fact we’re older doesn’t hurt, right?”
Elena’s head turned to face Eva and her words were fast. “Yeah. This is a big step for us. I can’t wait to get next to you but I’m not comfortable—”
Eva leaned forward and kissed her lips, silencing the rest of her words. She pulled back and smiled. “I get it. Don’t worry. Sophia and Chris were our first. I think it’s fitting they should be yours. If a couple as hot as you and your husband had approached us the first time, I’m sure I would have felt uncomfortable too.” She smiled. “Hell, Elena! I totally get it. You might not realize it right now, but you know, it might be hard for me seeing you with my husband. When we get to know you better...well who knows?”
She stood up and looked through the archway. As the line-up had evaporated, she walked over to the ladies room.
Sophia took a seat next to her on the sofa. “Don’t worry about Eva and Frank. They are totally cool with this.” She took Elena’s hands in hers and leaned closer. “In this lifestyle, you do what works for you and your husband, as a couple. You’re comfortable with me and Chris, but not Eva and Frank. She knows it’s nothing personal. It’s just the way it is...for now.”
She looked over at the bathroom door. “Believe me when you’re ready, you’ll enjoy them.” She rose to her feet and tugged at Elena’s hand. “Let’s hit the bathroom and go back to the table. We don’t want to miss the New Year’s toast!”
Chapter 21
Come into my arms
Let me know the wonder of all of you
And baby, I want you now, now
Oh now, oh now, and hold on fast
Could this be the magic at last
—Donna Summer, Could It Be Magic
“You go ahead. We’ll be there in a few minutes.” Matt smiled at Sophia and Chris and turned to his wife. It was probably not necessary but one last check to make sure she hadn’t changed her mind wouldn’t hurt. Since she’d returned from the ladies room, she had been quiet, downing a couple of glasses of champagne.
“No second thoughts? It’s not too late you know.”
She smiled and leaned over to kiss his lips. “We’re good. But I appreciate you asking again.” She looked down at the table for a moment. “I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t.” Her lips twitched in a smile. “Nervous, but wild horses couldn’t keep me away.”
There were still a dozen or so couples in the main bar area, some dancing, some still at tables or sprawled necking on sofas. Elena took a deep breath and stood up, her eyes already at the back of the room where the entrance to the washrooms and play area was. “Ready?”
Matt bounced to his feet so fast his chair almost fell over. His heart was galloping in a chest full and light. This was it. The moment they’d fantasized about was just through the door ahead of them. It was as if his feet barely touched the floor.
The lighting was dimmer in the long room lined with lockers and benches. Sophia and Chris had wasted no time in shedding their clothes and getting into the play room. Matt sipped his jacket off and found an empty one. He slipped it onto the hook and beckoned to Elena to join him there.
She shimmied out of the red frock and stood porn star hot in silky thigh high stockings, a G string and lacy bra. He smiled down at her when she stepped close to him and unzipped his fly and flipped the button on his trousers. His fingers fumbled with the buttons of his shirt, while hers pushed at his pants, releasing his cock from the damp constraining cloth. His breath was ragged feeling her fingers curl around his shaft, but he placed his hands over hers, stopping her.
“Oh God, let me get my shoes off will you? This is...” He chuckled and shook his head, “...difficult. After a night like tonight.”
She smiled and sat down on the bench to slip her shoes and stockings off. Next the bra and panties were whisked away.
He set his shoes in the bottom of the locker and watched as his wife spread the white towel that had been laying on the bench, and wrapped it around her body. Oh God, his movements were faster getting the rest of his clothes off, put away and wrapping the towel over his hips.
Their eyes met for a moment before he stepped over to the door and held it for her to enter. They walked slowly, with small steps into the centre of the room as their eyes became adjusted to the lower lighting.
The central bed was occupied with three people this time, two women and a guy. Judging by the age of two of the set, the blonde haired woman and dark haired man, mid forties, they appeared to be a couple, while the other woman was probably thirty, with short pixie -like dark hair and an athletic lean body.
Matt stood still for a moment watching them. The man was on his knees behind the slender woman’s ass, grinding his cock deep into her while she was leaned over to lick between the wide spread legs of his wife. Each thrust pushed her mouth harder onto the other woman’s pussy and caused her pendulous tits to rock up and down.
Holy fuck it was hot watching them! He could tell they were all close to coming from the sound of their moans and the slapping of flesh against flesh. Matt’s cock was at full mast now, tenting the front of the towel.
Elena reached for his hand and tugged, jerking her head to the back wall of the room. Eva and Sophia lifted their hands and waved, beckoning them over. They sat together on a king sized white spread, while Frank and Chris sat on each side of them. Matt’s eyes were drawn to Eva and Sophia’s naked bodies, the ivory hue of Eva’s breasts next to the almond shade of Sophia’s skin, her apple sized breasts topped with dark chocolate tips.
When they were close enough Matt could see their eyes focused on Elena, but Sophia glanced up into his face and smiled, reminding him of her words on the dance floor. Seeing her naked body, the curve of her ass, legs casually parted to reveal a smooth dark mound and the beginning of her pussy...oh God, she wasn’t the only one lusting to be fucked.
Elena’s hand left his and she stepped between the other two women, her arms circling their heads. Immediately their hands slipped along her waist and back, while she bent lower to kiss Sophia. It was a long, slow kiss, and when Matt stepped closer and to the side, Eva’s head could be seen at Elena’s breast, her tongue circling the nipple alternating with lips closing over it.
He glanced at Chris and Frank for a moment and then
his fingers plucked the ends of the towel loose, to be naked like them. Their eyes never left the women, even as both men rose from the bed to take a place next to him, their cocks as heavy and thick as Matt’s own. Their breathing was faster and more raspy, each of them caught up in lustful voyeurism, watching their women make love. Matt smiled but remained silent. It gave new meaning to male bonding. Keep your deer hunting. He’d stick with group sex.
Eva pulled back and rose a little to shift up to the top of the bed, making room for Elena to lay flat on her back, next to Sophia. It was hard to know where to look. Eva was sexy as hell, the smooth line of her back spreading to the firm orbs of her ass, with just a flash of plump pussy before she lay on her side next to Elena.
Sophia now took her turn at Elena’s breast, her hand kneading the flesh while her tongue flicked across the firm protruding nipple. All the while, her other hand skimmed lightly over his wife’s stomach, ending with her fingers on Elena’s pussy. When she pulled Elena’s on thigh, opening her more to her touch, his eyes were filled with a vision he’d seen many times--the full pussy lips, soft dark folds of skin that glistened in the low lighting.
Matt could feel his cock pulse and a drop of pre-cum ooze from his cock, watching Sophia’s fingers slip through the dark furrow. Frank and Chris were standing so close to him, he could feel their body heat, smell their cologne and hear their breathing as they watched his wife’s pussy. Instead of feeling jealous or threatened, he was surprised at the warmth in his chest. Elena was perfect, a wanton gorgeous woman that no doubt his companions were dying to fuck. He risked a sideways glimpse of Chris, saw the thickness at the base of his cock, tapering to a pointed knob, like a spear. Yeah. His pounding heart echoed the thrill of picturing it pounding deep into Elena’s cunt.
Sophia rose up to her knees and turned leaning over Elena’s tummy, her hanging breasts brushing his wife’s midriff before pressing there while her face dipped lower to kiss Elena’s mons. She parted the plump pussy lips and for a fraction of a second the small pearl of ecstasy flashed before being covered with Sophia’s dark, flicking tongue.
From the soft sigh and rocking of Elena’s hips up and down against Sophia’s mouth, the touch of her tongue was driving his wife crazy with pleasure. From the movement of Sophia’s fingers, the back of her hand jerking back and forth, Elena was getting finger fucked to beat the band and loving it. Jesus, this was fucking hot to watch. Matt’s cock was so hard, his balls so tight, it was painful in a delicious way.
Eva broke off the kiss and rose to her knees, leaning across Elena to fondle Sophia’s ass with her hands. Elena’s face could no longer be seen but her hand skimmed over Eva’s thigh and lowered to finger Eva’s pussy.
Oh fuck. This was the first time she’d ever touched a woman! It was one of the most erotic things Matt had ever seen—his wife playing with a gorgeous woman’s twat while another dark haired beauty was sucking and fucking her cunt. His cock felt like a tap had been turned on, as another drip of slippery pre-cum slid from his slit. There was no way he’d be able to watch much more before he’d have to join them.
At Chris’s nudge on his arm he turned his head to face him. His dark eyes flicked to the bed and he jerked his head, indicating Sophia. Oh my God. She had moved from Elena’s pussy and was now propped up by her arms, her tongue rolling over her lips while, she eyed his cock. He didn’t have to be asked twice, that was for sure. He stepped by Chris and was next to the bed, his thigh grazing against Elena’s, stopping by Sophia’s shoulder.
Reaching up with one hand, her fingertip played in the slit and then slowly spread the slippery cum over his knob. Her eyes were halfway closed while her lips were parted and coming closer.
“Ohgod.” His entire cock spasmed when her tongue rolled over his knob. His hand reached to her hair, lifting it away, so that he could see all of her mouth closing over his shaft, sliding lower, a molten cavern of velvet clinging to his flesh.
At Elena’s grunt of pleasure and movement beside him, he glanced over to see Chris between his wife’s thighs, his fingers spread and lifting her ass higher onto his cock. FUCK! Chris’ cock glistened with Elena’s cream as it stroked her pussy. Watching the older man, the strength of his arms, his thighs thick and muscular, pounding his shaft deep inside Elena while getting expert head from Sophia was a fantasy come true.
His head fell back and he hissed fast air between clenched teeth. He couldn’t do this much longer, not with her tongue and lips sucking the underside of his cock--not without blowing a load and ending this way too soon. Grasping her by the hair he pulled her head back. Her eyes were wide and full of questions when he looked down at her.
His other hand cupped her cheek. “No. Not like this. I got to fuck you.”
A wide grin flashed on her mouth and she clapped her hands together. “Oh goody!” She fell to the side and flipped around so that her ass was before him. His gaze rose to the top of the bed, where Frank loomed above Eva’s ass, his hands holding the sides of her hips while he thrust deep into her.
He gripped the base of his cock, aiming it between Sophia’s ass cheeks, sliding lower till the slipperiness of her cunt claimed him. Slowly, relishing every inch of her tight hole, until his balls pressed into the slippery slit. He slid in and out, feeling her hot flesh grip his meat while all around him, naked bodies fucked and kissed, licked and stroked. The sight of all this, the soft moans of arousal, the musky smell of sex infused all his senses. He became lost in this sea of unsurpassed pleasure.
Sophia’s ass pushed back against him, matching every thrust, the kiss with Eva abandoned as her body succumbed to the pleasure in her cunt. Her muscles clamped tight, thighs trembling, hips rocking like a piston.
“Oh yeah....yeah....don’t stop baby,” she groaned. His cock was rock hard; he was balancing on the cusp of shooting a hot load deep inside her, his balls hard against her pussy.
Her hand shot down and fingernails scraped the ridges of his balls.
That did it! He was flung over the edge. “Oh Jesus...!” His entire existence collapsed into the first glop of cum bursting down the length of his cock, shooting from its tip up inside Sophia’s pussy. In his mind’s eye he saw his seed dripping down her pussy walls as he thrust in again. His ass clenched, the muscles like ropes of iron. His hips jerked deeper still as another spasm of cum pulsed from his cock.
The sounds of Elena and Sophia’s cries of pleasure drifted in his ears, amping up the final wave that shot from the root of his essence.
He gasped and felt her body soften under him...her fingers falling away from his groin. Ohmygod. Ohmygod. Ohmygod! His whole body started humming from the sheer pleasure of it all, his gaze falling over the others as they fell into bliss.
Sophia fell forward, leaving a trail of slippery cum on her thigh, his cock now softening. She rolled over onto her back, lying next to Elena. The sight of the two women, and Eva above them was a picture of beautiful, spent bliss. They looked like three satiated cats as they undulated on the bed.
Chris slapped his shoulder lightly and then sat on the bed next to Elena and Eva, Frank on her other side. “Welcome to the Lifestyle. What do you think?” His eyes were crinkled and a smile played on his lips.
Before Matt had a chance to answer, Elena spoke. “Please Sir, I want some more.”
Chapter 22
And we all had a real good time
Somebody told me I was out of my mind
And we all had a real good time
I couldn't stop myself from feelin' fine
--Edgar Winter Group, We All Had a Real Good Time
Elena smiled, locking eyes with Matt. It was plain from the look in his eyes that he was as smoked by everything that had just happened as she was.
Chris chuckled. “Not for a little while, my dear. When you get to be my age, you trade quantity for quality.” He leaned over her body and kissed Sophia. “Happy New Year, babe.”
Beside her, Eva had shifted to sit with her back against her husband�
��s tummy, his arms casually draped around her body. The love that their new friends showed their spouses was palpable, filling Elena’s chest with warmth. When Chris sat up again, she turned to face Sophia. “That was awesome.”
Eva’s hand skimmed lightly over her head and when she turned, her eyes were sparkling in the low light. “And you were worried about Frank and me, that we’d feel left out. Believe me, being next to you and being part of this was more than enough.”
The friendliness in her eyes and kindness of her words touched Elena’s heart. Behind Eva, Frank’s smile was warm. Elena sat up and tucked her legs under her, making room on the bed for Matt.
She leaned close to Eva and kissed her cheek. “Now that I’m here, and having experienced this, I get it.” She fluttered her hands. “It’s hard to take it all in... but...” she reached out and took Matt’s hand. “And even harder to put it into words... but I’m so glad we did this!” She looked back to Frank and Eva. “You guys really were okay with how I needed it to go!”
“Exactly.” Frank’s deep voice was low and hushed. “It was enough for us to be next to all of you.” He grinned and he reached to stroke Elena’s head. “I have to admit that seeing newbies get into this is a kick as well.”
Matt let out a soft chuckle. “I think I can speak for Elena as well as me, that it won’t be the last time.”
Sophia rose and her arm went around Matt, leaning in to kiss his cheek. “I sure hope not.”
It was Chris, who rose first from the bed and leaned over to whisper, “On that note, maybe we should get up and go back to the bar. Give other people a chance to come in here. We can talk about the next time over some drinks.”
Elena sighed and turned to Eva. “Next time, I won’t be as insecure, no restrictions as far as you’re concerned.” She leaned in and kissed Eva, just the faintest of brushes of her lips against the other woman’s. “Being with you and Sophia was awesome. Why shouldn’t Matt enjoy it too?”