“Quick Adam! Her shorts! ”
Between them, they soon had me starkers as well, and then Lucy raised me up again, and pulled me towards the shower.
“Adam,” she said, “We’re going to get clean now, and I might forget to close the door behind us. You might be more comfortable if you bring a chair in to watch from.”
We squeezed into the shower together, took a small bar of soap each, and began gently lathering each other up while Adam watched. He had lost the towel, and his quite large cock was standing up proudly. Lucy got her revenge for the tickling — she was kneeling in front of me when she suddenly called out to him, “Adam? Can you pass me that razor?” and before I knew it, my (admittedly unruly) pubes were being lovingly shaped into something a little more refined, while I was chained to the spot under the shower for fear of being nicked. By this stage, Adam was slowly playing with himself, enjoying the scene.
Job done, we rinsed off, and then made our way back to the bedroom.
Lucy laid me back on the bed, and stayed in charge. “Adam? I’ve heard you’re quite good down below. Could you show me what you were doing with Ciara the other night?”
“Actually,” said Adam, “I don’t think I was that great, but tonight we can see what we’re doing.” He bent down to his task, and soon I was the one writhing and giggling, as his tongue explored my labia, and one of his clever fingers found its way inside me. In the meantime, Lucy knelt by my side, watching him, and idly stroking my nipples. I was in heaven. My hand found its way between Lucy’s legs, and I started to play with her, slowly getting to know the lay of the land. She was already very moist, and after a bit she gave a bit of a gasp as I found the small, hard nub of her clit. We stayed like that for a few minutes, getting more excited. When Adam started attacking my clit more directly, I suddenly found myself convulsing in pleasure, and gently pushed him away with my free hand.
“Adam!” I gasped when I came down. “Thank you! Could you do Lucy?”
We rearranged ourselves. I started suckling Lucy’s tits, with little pressures from her hand on my head telling me what she liked. Meanwhile, Adam continued his outstanding work, and Lucy was the one writhing and moaning under our combined efforts. She came quickly, and then we pulled Adam up between us for a group cuddle and a quick rest.
Adam was still as hard as a rock. “Adam, you’ve got two willing, happy, and randy women here. You’ve earned a fantasy fuck. What would you like?” I asked.
He thought for minute. “I’d like one of you on top of me in cowboy, and the other one riding my face and kissing her. Then I’d like you to swap.”
I laughed. “We can do that. But you won’t be able to see a thing.”
“I’ll know it’s happening though.”
“We can photograph it,” said Lucy. “As long as we blur our faces, and we each get a copy to keep and not share.”
We each agreed and shook hands on this, and set it up, using Lucy’s phone on time lapse, propped on a desk in the room. With Adam on the bed and a (maxi-sized) condom on, I slowly eased myself down on him. It was tight, but I was well lubricated after our earlier efforts, and it felt glorious. Lucy quickly put the timer on, raced over to sit on Adam’s face, and then grabbed me for a passionate French kiss as the camera counted down. She repeated this manoeuvre a couple of times just to be sure, and then we got to business, rocking up and down on top of Adam as we kept kissing and fondling each other. After about five minutes of this, we swapped, quickly whipping a fresh condom onto Adam in the process. I reached out and gently fingered Lucy’s clit as she settled down onto Adam’s cock, wincing slightly but looking happy. We picked up the pace, and Adam did his manful best from below to keep both of us in synch as we climbed towards our climaxes. It was actually me who got there first. I cried out as I convulsed on top of Adam’s face and talented tongue, and then gingerly climbed off him. By this stage, he’d had enough of being on the bottom. He flipped Lucy over, propped her into doggy position, and then started ploughing her from behind, while I kept rubbing her. She came with a yell, and then Adam quickly followed after I came around behind him and reached down to stroke his balls while he was thrusting into her.
Lucy and Adam pulled apart and collapsed down onto the bed, motionless. I bent down and eased the condom off his deflating cock, inspecting it carefully, before tying and disposing of it. I wondered sometimes how much of a picture the cleaning staff could recreate when then cleaned a hotel room in the morning, but I bet they wouldn’t be able to quite imagine this one. Unless we gave them a picture, of course. With that thought, I passed Lucy her camera, and we spent a few minutes looking through the photos, choosing one for editing and sharing with each other (which we did), and deleting the rest.
I couldn’t quite believe how outrageous we were being, and I knew that I would probably never again have an experience quite like this.
“What the hell,” I said to myself. Adam was clearly done for the night, but there was one more thing I wanted to try.
“Lucy, can I go down on you?” I asked. “No promises on quality, but tonight I’d like to try.”
She smiled sleepily, nodded, and spread her legs. I approached the task carefully, gently swirling my tongue around and licking up her juices and sweat, with a touch of rubber taste lingering from the condom. It wasn’t really unpleasant, and not as gross as licking up a man’s cum, and after a bit I warmed to the task, setting up a rhythmic motion of my tongue around her clitoris, and then putting first one finger, then a second, inside her. She shifted and gasped a little as I found a little rough spot inside her vagina, and I felt her hand pressing me down. It was a bit hard to breathe (so that’s what the guys complain about!), but I managed, and soon, she was once more groaning and gasping through an orgasm, and I was licking up a small flood of fluids.
I eased myself up from the bed, went to the bathroom to have another quick shower and rinse my mouth, and when I returned, they were both snoring on the main bed. I squeezed in next to Lucy, spooned her and wrapped my arms around her, and drifted off to sleep.
I woke up to sun coming through a crack in the curtains and looked around. Adam was nowhere in sight, but I heard the shower running. More to the point, I was on my back, and there was a head bobbing between my splayed legs, tongue gently teasing me awake and my little nub to attention.
“Morning, Lucy,” I croaked. “Don’t feel that you have to do that, but it’s nice.” She looked up at me, but kept going without pause, starting to concentrate more on my clit. After a while, I also felt a finger inside me, exploring, and then a jolt of electricity as she also found my pleasure centre there. I bucked on the bed, moaning, and squeezed her hard with my legs for a few seconds.
“Come here,” I said, and reached down to pull her up on the bed with me. I kissed her, hard, tasting my own juices, and we cuddled until Adam came out of the shower.