Unsure if it was my turn now, I ran my hand along the inside of her thigh. She sighed. I looked at Roy. He met my eyes and smiled, but he didn’t move. I ran my hand down to her pussy and swirled his cum with my finger. My member was hollering and would let me delay no longer.
I crawled between her legs and slipped into her. She pressed her hips to me, and I pushed deep into her. It took a lot of control not to come right away. Roy was watching us. I had never made love with someone watching. It could have been that, but more likely it was the feel of his cum in her vagina, I found it impossible to hold back and pressed against her as I came.
I rolled to her side. Immediately, Roy was between her legs and in her. He started with the same long strokes he’d used before. Laura wiggled her hips and pulled her legs back farther. They were so far back that her pussy was horizontal. He leaned forward. In this position, his large penis surged straight up and then plunged down deep. She looked down. She must have seen his large member pumping into her. She laid back and moaned. His penis was slippery with cum, and cum seeped down her crack. His bottom pumped up and down as he banged on her clit with each thrust.
She moaned. She panted. She twitched. He increased the pace. She cried out as she squirmed, her back arched, and spasms shook her.
Roy pounded faster. The spasms continued. She moaned louder between her pants. Her body shook with another orgasm. I don’t think the first one ended before she cried out from the second one. Still, Roy didn’t stop. He pounded with a frenzy. She pushed her hips up to answer every one of his thrusts. She hadn’t stoped shaking from her second orgasm when the third wave of spasms curled her body as she pushed her pussy into the pounding thrusts. When the spasms lengthened, Roy pressed against her, cried out, and his hips jerked. He held himself hard against her.
He sat back on his heels. His soft member pulled out followed a gush of cum. I didn’t let her relax. As he moved aside I mounted her. I pushed her legs up and drove my hardness down into her gaping vagina. Watching Roy pound into Laura as she held her pussy so open had been so intense that I didn’t dare touch myself because the lightest touch would have triggered an orgasm. But having watched Roy demonstrate such control, I wanted to last for a few a while.
She was so full of cum that I thought it was sloshing out every time I pushed into her. Or maybe it was the way she was squeezing my cock that pushed the cum out. She was wonderfully tight and slick. I kissed her lips and her neck. She tongued me and kissed my neck. Every time I pumped into her, I pressed deeper and felt her mound rub on mine. After multiple orgasms with Roy, I expected that she wouldn’t respond quickly, but maybe she was continuing the ones she had with Roy. I was pleased when she began to pant and thrust hard against me. I fought to hold back, and soon she shook and cried out. When her orgasm was at its peak, and she squeezed me tightly, I pressed into her and did some shaking myself.
Roy headed to the bathroom. I slipped out of her and leaned back. I used the bathroom after Roy.
When I came back from the bathroom, Laura had the hotel room service menu open on her lap. “Room service is open for another hour. Let’s order a second dessert,” she said. The clock said it was a few minutes after ten.
“Second dessert?” I said.
“You’ve just had your first dessert.” Laura was not one to joke about sex. She always considered it a serious business. That was why we’d had some difficult discussions about some of my ideas for increasing our excitement. Maybe things were changing.
“Vanilla, chocolate, strawberry, mango, or rainbow?”
“Chocolate.”
“Vanilla.”
“You staying for a while?” she asked Roy.
“Until you throw me out,” he smiled.
“Let’s order some sandwiches for later,” she said. “Roast beef okay?”
Roy answered, “Sure.”
I nodded at the woman sitting in bed who had just had continuous sex from two lovers for nearly two hours, one of them an experienced swinger.
She placed our order and left for the bathroom.
“What do you think,” Roy asked.
“That was one of the most intense sexual encounters I’ve ever had.”
“I think she had a good time too,” he said.
“You noticed,” I said. I didn’t want to admit to him that Laura had seemed more turned on than at any time I could remember.
Laura returned to the bed and sat in the middle, leaning against the headboard. She looked up at us and patted the bed with both hands. I took a seat on her right opposite Roy.
While we waited for room service, Roy told us about his wife and their experiences with swinger parties. Your fantasies might be that these were about a man having several partners in a night, but it was clear from his descriptions that the women were in control. A woman selected which men or women she wanted. The men concentrated on pleasuring the women. If you just stuck it in a woman and came, she’d probably prefer someone who took their time and knew what to do.
When the knock came at the door, I put on a robe while Laura and Roy pulled the covers up.
The room service delivery boy’s eyebrows raised when he noticed two people in the bed in addition to me. I gave him a good tip.
We spooned our ice cream in bed. By the time we finished, Roy and I had erections. He played with her left breast, and I matched his movements on the other. She wiggled her chest back and forth and slid down in the bed. We lay beside her toying with her nipples. She spread her legs. I suspected that meant she was ready for a finger or two on her clit. But like the last time, Roy ignored her spread legs and her moans. He kissed her cheek. I kissed the other one. He kissed the side of her neck. I kissed my side. He covered her mouth with his. I kissed her cheek right next to where another man was devouring her mouth.
While he sucked her nipple, I kissed her. With my tongue in her mouth, I tried to tell if I could taste him. I joined him on her other breast. I guess he knew that I was following him, letting him set the pace and watching him pleasure my wife. He pulled her leg up and turned his head to her open crotch. I joined him on the other side, pulling her leg up.
She was still seeping cum from earlier. He lay his head on the inside of her thigh. That allowed him to tongue her clit but left enough room for me to approach from the other side. I’d never kissed a man and touching his tongue with mine was a bit strange. But most of what I felt was the smooth skin on the sheath of her clit and the slick skin inside the sheath. Clearly, two tongues were better than one because, in only a few minutes, she was panting and thrusting her hips. When she came, she cried out, her vagina clenched, and more cum flowed out.
Roy didn’t fool around this time, but turned and lay between her legs. Only a foot from my eyes, his penis slid into her. While he started with a long slow tempo, I rubbed her clit with one hand and fingered a nipple with the other. My hard member pressed against her side where the movement of her hips rubbed me with every one of his strokes. The base of his penis pressed my fingers hard against her clit with each thrust. I was surprised at how fast she’d recovered. Before he increased his tempo, she was thrashing and twisting. He sped up, and she arched her back, pulled her legs back, and cried out. He kept that tempo until her orgasm subsided and then began the frantic pace I’d seen before. Immediately she was thrashing and twisting again. After only a few minutes of Roy’s frantic pumping, my wife had had a second orgasm. Just at the peak of her spasms, he pressed hard, arched his back, and cried out.