SHEER INDULGENCE by CecilBCK
Explore the tantalizing world of passion in 'SHEER INDULGENCE' by CecilBCK. This gripping erotic sex story delves into desire and intimacy, inviting you to experience an unforgettable journey of sensual pleasure. Perfect for lovers of erotic literature looking to indulge their fantasies. Read now!<br/>
My lady Carla and have both just turned forty and we both have some bucket list goals we would like each other to achieve, preferably while we watch each other achieving them. We have booked into a ‘specialist resort’ hoping to meet and connect with some talented people who can help us tick off some of our bucket list goals.
For what seemed like years we had both been teasing each other by telling each other what new levels of bi-sexual pleasure we would like each other to experience.
Every time I give my lady cunnilingus I tease her by telling her she would enjoy it even more from a lesbian, or better still a talented, bi woman, perhaps a glamorous older lipstick lesbian.
Almost every time my lady gives me a blow job she teases me by telling me she would love to watch a talented man give me a blow job, or even a ten or fifteen-years younger boy. “He should have a toned, six pack body and a large cock, even bigger than yours would be wonderful eye candy for me.”
Hence our list before we visit a specialist resort to achieve our bucket list items: we wrote our wishes down in memo form for each other.
I want to watch you have your first ever lesbian experience and I want you to enjoy it as much as I will.
I want to watch another man give you a blow job and I want us both to enjoy it.
A blow job from another man while I watch you receiving lesbian sex.
After your first lesbian experience, perhaps a lesbian experience with two women.
The specialist resort made it a little easier to meet and connect with our new fantasy, sexual partner or partners by providing a tick box questionnaire we could email before we arrived.
When we arrived just after lunch the concierge had a short list of guests / candidates for us to mull over.
At two-thirty we met with Christy and her man over coffee and summed each other up. “Very tempting Christy, I find you most attractive. However, I would not be comfortable with two men, your man and my man, watching you seduce me for my first ever lesbian experience. Perhaps later in our stay?”
We met Voilet at four. A tall, slim blond, five-years older than us she told us. “I can’t believe a gorgeous, sexy woman like you has never had another woman or been seduced by a woman. You are a prize in waiting for some lucky woman.”
As the conversation continued, Voilet sucked and licked one of Carla’s fingers then two. “Will you be my prize? You are absolutely ripe for a lesbian tryst. And I would be very comfortable with your man watching.”
“What should I wear for you?,” Carla asked a little naively.
At eight that night I had helped Carla prepare for her much anticipated first lesbian experience. She was completely naked as I trimmed her jet black pubes. “That look would turn any woman or man on, it turns me on,” I told her as I helped her fasten her stockings to her garter belt and slip into her heels. “Do I need a bra?,” she asked as I passed her a short, black silk, dressing gown moments before Voilet arrived.
Huge tension as they looked each over, before Voilet took the initiative and commenced tongue kissing Carla. Then she turned to me and tongue kissed me. “I am going to make love to your lady, lesbian love, before I tongue fuck her. Will you be comfortable watching me giving your lady lesbian sex?,” she teased as Carla and I watched her undress.
Stockings and garter belt, heels, no bra under her designer label knee length coat.
“I can’t believe a gorgeous, sexy woman like you has never had another woman or been seduced by a woman. Tonight you are my prize,” she whispered as she and Carla kissed passionately while she slipped her gown off. Special attention to Carla’s nipples, they were like bullets as she licked and sucked them while Carla stood with her back to the wall, watching in the mirror opposite.
“My prize, my very special prize,” she whispered as Carla spread her legs so Voilet could kiss and lick her cunt lips. Her body was arching forward to soak up the pleasure as she expertly demonstrated her cunnilingus skills.
“Sit on my face,” Voilet told Carla after she had orgasmed.
In the afterglow after both of the women watched me masturbate the absolute boner they had given me while I watched them having lesbian sex, Voilet asked, “Any other plans while you are here?”
“I want to watch another man give my man blow job and I want to enjoy it, really enjoy it.”
“And after that?”
“A blow job from another man while I watch Carla receiving lesbian sex.”
“Perhaps, we could compromise, a blow job from me while he watches you receiving lesbian sex. I have a friend you should meet.”
For the entertainment that night, a gorgeous woman appeared wearing heels and a black designer jacket long enough to cover her ass. Wonderful legs and a big smile as she sat on a chair and opened her jacket to show her naked body. Two attractive, toned, naked boys, early twenties, appeared. One knelt between the woman’s legs while she gave a blow job to the other.
“Number two is next on our list Carla told me the next day. I want to watch another man give you a blow job and I want you to enjoy it, really enjoy it, I know I will,” she told me mid-morning as we looked at the short list of men the concierge had provided.
At twelve we met with Brian over coffee. A tall thin, long haired, blond, confident in skin tight slacks and a tight t-shirt to make it obvious he had a toned body. He worked as a model he told us. We were soon both very comfortable in his presence, the unspoken reason for our meeting, causing a palpable frisson as he and I looked each over and compared. “You are a very pretty boy,” Carla told him as she flirted with him.
“For years I have been telling my man I would love to watch a talented fifteen-years younger boy give him a blow job. He should have a toned, six pack body and a large cock, even bigger than his would be wonderful eye candy for me. Do you meet those criteria Brian?”
“Not sure about one of those? How big is your man?,” he teased with a supercilious smile before Carla held up eight fingers. “Even bigger, I could be wonderful eye candy for you Carla,” he smiled as he stood, the outline of his semi-erect cock obvious under his skin tight slacks.
Carla was drinking in Brian’s every word, just as I was while he methodically explained, “A good blow job is all about, stimulating your partner’s other erogenous zones. The key to a wonderful blow job is to make it a full-body experience. While my mouth and tongue pleasures his erection, I could simultaneously stimulate other erogenous zones on your man’s body. Perhaps massaging his balls, licking his inner thighs, stroking his perineum, or even engaging in some anal play.”
Before Brian arrived promptly at two-thirty, Carla had taken charge of my preparation. She was looking closely at her watch as she rubbed expensive oil all over my naked body, including my cock, until right on two-thirty she had given me an absolute boner. I was clipping my cock ring under my balls as Brian knocked on the door. “Won’t be a moment,” Carla called as she helped me on with a short, black silk, dressing gown.