by Bridy McAvoy
The two couples walked arm in arm down the corridor till they reached the door of the suite the two men were sharing. At the door Chris swung Carol round to face him again and kissed her gently on the lips.
“Oh, I forgot to tell you, this suite is a panty free zone.”
With that he dropped to his knees in front of her and placed his hands on the outside of her legs just above the knees. He looked up at her and she flicked her open lips with her tongue, unable to think of words to use to stop him. His hands slid slowly upward. She glanced to the side to see Robert and Rebecca watching her closely as Chris’s hands slid up under the hem of her dress, slowly lifting it higher as they rose. Robert had moved round behind Rebecca so that he stood with both hands on her hips. One large, black hand now moved slowly upward toward the deep v at the front of her dress which extended several inches below her breasts.
Carol knew there was a button at breast level which was supposed to keep the dress from gaping too far but it had obviously come loose, or been undone deliberately earlier in the evening. She watched as Robert’s hand slid inside the dress to lie gently on Rebecca’s midriff, just below the breast. Chris’s hands were now on her hips, her own dress bunched high, close to displaying her own ass and crotch to anyone who cared to look. Quite obviously both Chris and Robert and, for that matter Rebecca, cared. The sheer excitement of being treated this way in a public space was getting to her, her own latent exhibitionist tendencies coming to the fore once more, just as they had with the window scenes where she had been held naked against the windows. As Chris’s thumbs slipped into the waistband of her own lacy panties she shuddered, knowing he was only a second away from seeing her pussy up close and for the first time.
Her legs felt weak and she became light-headed, realizing she was on the verge of an orgasm before anything much had happened. She clutched Chris’s shoulders for support but he was concentrating on the job, quite literally, in hand. She felt him drawing the panties down onto, and then past, her hips, very slowly, drawing out the moment for the pleasure of all four of them.
Finally the crotch band, soaked with her excretions, popped clear of her pussy. From Robert and Rebecca’s angle they could see nothing, the skirt covered her just about adequately. The same was not true for Chris who had bent his head to see clearly up her skirt, and his gasp as her pussy came into his sight confirmed he was enjoying the view. His hands, drawing her panties down her legs, stopped for a couple of moments as his eyes drank in the sight of her shaved pussy. He stood there, leaning on his shoulders, unable to move as the passion rose within her.
Finally, they continued their downward movement until, just as Rebecca had done on the dance floor, Carol lifted one leg and the other to allow him to remove her panties completely. She let go of his shoulders and he stood in front of her. She blushed as he raised the delicate piece of damp lace to his nose and sniffed her fragrance from it.
“Why don’t you hang them on the doorknob of Suite 808 there? You won’t need them again.”
He handed them to her and she slowly crossed the width of the corridor to do as instructed, inwardly shuddering at the sheer wantonness of the act. She turned round again to see Chris smiling at her, his eyes alight with lust as he watched her move back toward him. Inserting the key card into the door of his own suite, he brushed the light switch and then stood aside to allow her to precede him into the room. As he stepped inside, his hand gently took hold of her ass cheek and the other two followed them in. Carol heard the door click closed behind Robert.
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Peter licked his lips as he gazed at the virtually naked body of his neighbor. Lizzie stood still for several seconds to allow his eyes to follow every contour of her lush full-breasted body. Although she was still wearing her stockings and heels, and the black velvet choker she had worn for the occasion, she looked more naked than if she had been totally nude.
He licked his lips again, still struck mute by the vision in front of him. Slowly she began to roll and undulate her hips once more, this time with her hands entwined high above her head to emphasize the curves of her breasts.
His eyes were riveted on the junction of her legs. Although the tiny landing strip and the way she kept her thighs together prevented him from seeing more than the beginning of her pussy slit, he was desperate to see more.
“Do you want to see more, sweetie? Would you like me to dance closer? Or would you prefer me to open my legs so you can see my treasure?”
“Yes…”
Somehow he croaked out an answer through a very dry throat.
“Tell me what you want me to do, honey. What is it you want?”
“Will you… dance closer to me, please?”
Lizzie chuckled.
“I said tell me, honey, not ask. But I’ll pretend you told me, this time.”
She continued her undulations as she smoothly halved the distance between them.
Peter’s eyes were flicking between the mesmerizing movements of her breasts as her movements jiggled them, and his previous point of focus, her loins.
“Closer.”
“You’re the boss, sweetie.”
She again moved closer, still keeping her legs together, still with her arms in the air, her whole body now moving and swaying only inches beyond his knees. He sat forward now, his face close enough to smell her. Her perfume was intoxicating—underlying it, though, was the definite scent of her arousal.
“Open your legs.”
His voice was becoming more confident now, more assertive, as he began to sense she was really ceding him control. As she danced she slowly spread her feet apart until her thighs naturally parted. From his angle he could now see half of her shaven slit. What’s more, he could see the moisture glistening there as her own fluids betrayed her state of arousal.
“Wider.”
She complied, leaning in now so her breasts were only inches away from him as he stared at her pussy.
“Closer.”
“Sit back then, please, lover, and I’ll be able to get closer.”
Peter did as she asked and watched spellbound as this apparition of pure sex moved to straddle his legs. Suddenly she leaned forward, placing her hands on either side of his head on the back of the chair and pushed her breasts against his chest. Even through the thin cotton of his tee shirt, the hard nubs of her nipples raked a path of fire across his skin.
She moved again, this time climbing onto the chair, one knee sinking into the cushion on each side of his hips.
She leaned back and clasped her hands behind her neck, swaying her upper body.
“I want to touch them.”
She smiled at him and cocked an eyebrow.
“Please?”
She shook her head.
“Tell, not ask, honey. Take, not request.”
Emboldened by her words, he raised his hands and brought them up to the level of her breasts, still hesitant that he might be going too far. Lizzie solved the problem for him, by leaning forward, placing her breasts into the palms of his hands. Instinctively his fingers and thumbs curled around the hard nipples and squeezed gently. She led out a soft moan and continued to move against his hands.
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Once they had closed the door the two men moved with a speed that demonstrated their control of the situation completely. Carol watched from her position in the middle of the floor while Chris deftly opened the bar and began mixing drinks. Robert moved to the room control, pressed the button for the curtains to close and brought up some soft music on the speaker system before discarding his jacket.
Carol knew she was excited and, more than that, the glow of a healthy passion lit her face telling the men she was highly aroused. Looking at Rebecca she could see her friend was in exactly the same state—if not, even more so. Finally both men approached them, Robert having retrieved two drinks from Chris who carried the other two.
Chris whispered in her ear and the two men sat down watching them intently. Rebecca looked
quizzically at her so Carol leaned over and whispered to her as well.
“Since Phil told Chris we were friends, Chris thought it would be interesting to watch us get friendly.”
“Cheeky bastard!”
Carol giggled at Rebecca’s whispered comment and winked at her friend.
“Let’s give them a show if that’s what they want, hon.”
Rebecca nodded and took Carol’s glass from her hand and set them on the side table next to the bar. She smiled seductively over at the couches and held her hands out to Carol. Carol looked back over her shoulder at Chris and blew him a pouty kiss before taking Rebecca’s hands in her own. The two women closed the distance between them and, as their bodies touched, their arms went around each other’s necks.
Rebecca was facing the two men meaning Carol was facing away, so Carol took the chance to raise an eyebrow to her friend in a silent question. Rebecca’s almost imperceptible nod was all the answer she needed, and Carol moved her face closer to the other woman, brushing her lips with a soft kiss. Without hesitation, Rebecca’s arms tightened their grip on Carol and she took the lead. Her tongue flashed out of her mouth to brush over Carol’s lips. Immediately Carol allowed her lips to part, meeting Rebecca’s tongue with her own. The two pirouetted slowly through ninety degrees until they were now side on to the two men sitting next to each other on the couch. In this position Carol was certain they would have a perfect view as the two tongues entwined and the soft feminine lips met. What few nerves Carol had harbored after her treatment in the night club and outside the door to the suite, were quickly submerged as Rebecca skillfully increased the level of passion. She allowed herself to be carried higher on the wave as her own arousal grew in response to the other woman’s ministrations.
After a minute or so of passionate kissing, Carol broke the kiss and moved her lips to Rebecca’s neck, on the side away from the men’s view.
“I think it’s time to step it up a gear,” Carol whispered and Rebecca imperceptibly nodded.
“How far do you think we’ll have to go?”
Rebecca moved her own mouth now to Carol’s ear and nipped the lobe playfully before breathing,
“Nude for sure, and some finger work. I expect they’ll be too excited after that for anything as a floor show.”
Carol stifled a giggle, although the idea of throwing Rebecca on her back and eating her to a series of orgasms wasn’t exactly unappealing, it was outside of their purpose here. Rebecca nipped her ear lobe again.
“Get round behind me and strip me, baby, just like Vicki did you,” Carol murmured into Rebecca’s ear.
“I have a better idea. Follow my lead.”
“Okay.”
Carol resumed kissing Rebecca but, this time, only one hand remained around the other woman’s neck. Her other hand, conveniently on the side facing the men, slid down until it rested loosely on Rebecca’s hip. Following her lead Rebecca did likewise, also with her hand on that side.
Having felt Robert do it to her and watched him do it to Rebecca, Carol now began to slowly gather the fabric of her friend’s dress at her hip, exposing more and more leg as the skirt slid higher. Again she felt Rebecca follow her lead. They continued to kiss as their dresses rode slowly, tantalizingly up their legs, exposing first their stocking tops and then the bare flesh above them to the rapacious eyes of the two men watching them.
Finally the dress was bunched under Carol’s fingers and, by extending her fingertips, she could touch the bare flesh of Rebecca’s hip. As she did so she experienced a jolt as Rebecca’s fingers touched her own skin. Sliding the hand down, she was able to position her hand entirely on the other woman’s naked hip, the dress caught lasciviously above her wrist. Again her neighbor followed suit.
She was now displaying the side of Rebecca’s body from her ankle to her hip, with merely the stocking covering the lower section. She knew, with just as much certainty, that Rebecca was doing the same with her. Out of the corner of her eye she saw Chris lean forward to get a better look and Robert brush the front of his trousers with one hand in an attempt to adjust his now obvious erection.
She broke the kiss and looked into her partner’s eyes and lowered her other hand to the hip that was turned away from their gaze. Rebecca followed suit and soon they were standing there looking into each other’s eyes, with their skirts trapped around their waists. Carol lifted Rebecca’s dress higher, exposing everything below the waist, albeit from the side only, and thrust her pelvis forward to make contact with Rebecca.
The two women were now holding each other’s dresses around the waist, below the waist their bodies were joined together as if fused. The men could see a profile of their asses but nothing more, framed by the garter belts and stockings. Carol moved her hands slowly upward, with Rebecca keeping pace.
Teasingly slowly, the two garments rose until each woman had the other’s dress bunched just below the breasts.
Carol nodded to Rebecca and breathed, “Now.”
Her hands shot upward, dragging the dress up and clear and over Rebecca’s head. Her own followed only a split second later. They got in a bit of a tangle with each other at the top with the dresses over their heads, resolving this by letting go of the other woman’s dress and grabbing their own. These were now stripped off and thrown to one side. Although the men had had a side view of their exposed breasts for a second, these were now pressed together and the women, naked from the thigh up, pressed their bodies together to provide some modicum of modesty.
* * * *
Lizzie straddled Peter with her pussy rubbing up against the erection that tented the front of his shorts. Her breasts pushed against his tee shirt, her face only inches from his as she loomed over him.
“Tell me what you want, honey.”
“Kiss me.”
Obligingly, she lowered her face to his and planted a lingering kiss full on his closed lips. Hers were open and her tongue flicked out to tease him. All the while her hips continued to bump and grind against him, increasing the friction and heat on his erect member. His lips opened and her tongue immediately invaded his mouth, found his tongue and fenced briefly. She broke the kiss.
“What now?”
“I want to fuck you!”
“I know. What do you want me to do?”
He gulped, not really expecting this vision, his neighbor, to actually go this far, but she was, and appeared to be willing to go a lot further, all the way even.
“You do it, fuck yourself on me.”
She smiled down at him and sat back up, her hands moving to his tee shirt and smoothly pulling it from the waistband of his shorts. He sat forward slightly to allow her to slide it up and off his body.
“I’ll have to dispose of these, too, honey.”
She slid backward off him and reached for the waistband of the shorts. Elasticized, there was no button and removing them was easy once she’d negotiated the constriction around his penis. He lifted his ass from the chair to allow her to draw them down his legs and off. As soon as they were out of the way, she positively swarmed back into the same position as before, straddling him. This time, though, her naked pussy was in close proximity to his naked throbbing erection.
“Put it in!”
His command was hoarse again, unable to fully control his voice. She reached down with one hand between her legs and grasped his hot cock. She slowly lifted herself and moved forward at the same time. A moment later she had positioned him where she wanted him and slid down and back. His hard prick slid smoothly between her engorged labia and she continued her slow deliberate movement until she had engulfed him completely. He could feel the pulsing muscles of her vagina as she completed the maneuver. He groaned as the sensation overwhelmed him.
Chapter 22
Rebecca began to sway her body slightly in time to the music, whilst still maintaining the kiss. One hand remained locked on Carol’s neck holding her close as their tongues locked together, the other dropping slowly down to cup one cheek
of her naked ass. Carol perforce followed suit and the two were soon in a stunning double embrace. They stayed this way for a couple of minutes, side on to the couch, displaying themselves and their passion in a wanton manner, exactly as Chris had requested.
The CEO had no intention of leaving the two men out of the erotic equation for long, though, and, at his signal, Robert joined him on his feet and they moved to stand behind their respective engrossed partners.
Carol sensed her date for the evening had decided to join in when his hands joined Rebecca’s lone hand in caressing her backside. She felt Rebecca jump slightly in her arms and realized Robert had moved behind Rebecca at the same time as Chris had moved behind her. The two men moved closer, pressing their clothed bodies against the naked woman in front of them, sandwiching the pair of them like two slices of meat.
His breath was hot on the back of her neck and he leaned in closer to kiss the tender flesh. Kissing Rebecca while Chris was kissing her was a new experience for Carol. She reveled in it, hot waves of passion surging through her body, and she moaned into Rebecca’s mouth. She felt Robert’s hand move between her and Rebecca to grasp Rebecca’s breast, which also kept the back of his hand in contact with her own breast. She moaned again, helplessly caught up in the eroticism of the moment.
“I think it’s time,” Chris whispered in her ear.
“Time for what?”
“Time for you to be fucked.”
His lewd words seared into her brain as she broke the kiss with her neighbor, and the moan was clearly audible to everyone in the room. Reluctantly letting go of Rebecca’s smooth and hot flesh, she allowed Chris to spin her round to crush her breasts against his shirt front. His hands settled on to her ass as he in turn began to kiss her deeply. Behind her she felt, rather than saw, Robert lead Rebecca toward the first bedroom, even as she allowed Chris to lead her toward the door to his. The fact they were not going to have a two on two orgy disappointed her somewhat, but his nearness and her sexual heat overcame that in an instant.