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Having nervously bitten the bullet with all the preliminaries I, with some trepidation, knocked on the hotel room door for my first solo evening with my selected fantasy group, a multiple male team.

I had previously attended three Club functions, each time accompanied by my wonderful loving husband and another couple who are long term friends of ours. Even then I’d initially been nervous. This time I found I was more so. I again briefly wondered how I’d come to be there alone, again questioned what I was doing.

My husband extensively traveled with his work. We have a great marriage and never endure jealousy, or question each other about our activities while away from each other. To be fair two of our previous visits to the Club had been principally for my benefit, not his. Sure he’d enjoyed himself, but still the visits had been for me, not him. And here I was at it again.

I am a woman in my very early forties; my name is Lisa. My appearance is, I believe, quite good given I’ve had c***dren and worked hard at bringing them up in a warm secure home. While I am only short in stature I am not over weight, am reasonably fit, healthy and generally in good but not mint condition. I have black hair cut short, hazel eyes. The length of my legs disappoints me. Many women desire large boobs. Those I have. It’s long legs I wished for. Never mind, overall I do like myself. I dress well, look good, and wear nice clothes, like the little clinging black cocktail dress I have on now, worn just a little short but appropriate for this gathering, with black stilettos; all designed to show off my assets to good effect. I wanted these men to lust after me.

On my last visit, over a drink with the organizing lady, Gillian, I’d expressed my long held fantasy for sex with a number of guys at once; a gangbang; somehow in a safe secure environment. There were risks enough without fearing for one’s own safety. Gillian assured me the Club was just the place to cater for my needs; that the Club was always looking for multi orgasmic women like me; that my safety was guaranteed; that they had many male members who absolutely fantasized about mature women like me; that my request was not at all unusual. The unusual thing was apparently my courage in wanting to bring fantasy to reality. The only other problem had been timing. I simply waited for my husband’s next itinerary to appear on the fridge door, and told the k**s I was out for an unknown time that evening; left them food; had my hair done during the day; shaved my pussy smooth; dressed with more care than usual; even wore a flimsy transparent bra and minuscule g-string; and used expensive perfume kept for special occasions.

Gillian, my dark haired tall slim hostess and guardian for the night, opened the door and made me most welcome. She assured me that first night alone nerves were a common feeling for attendees. She checked my health certificate for currency at the front door; no certificate, then no entry; and carefully showed me the certificates of the men who would pleasure me this night. I was the last to arrive. Gillian and I joined the nude group of men gathered in the lounge area of the hotel suite. In passing I noted the king-sized bed in the background with a number of pillows already stripped down to its bottom sheet.

The men each had their names neatly printed on the right side of their chests for my ease of identification after the forgetfulness of the initial nervous introductions. Obviously, and hopefully, they would all remember who I was. The demeanor of the group was warm, friendly and happy, most welcoming. It helped me relax. Someone poured me a glass of champagne. The Club certainly attended to detail in noting one’s preferences, likes and dislikes.

That impression, of the Club’s attention to detail, was further reinforced by the physical appearance of each of the six men. While all obviously very different they each had at least one attribute that had immense appeal for me. Just their presence at this function indicated they and I had common attributes, their preference for a mature woman, their desire to participate in a group activity. Physically these guys ranged in age from one young man in his mid twenties to a mature gentleman around fifty; but most were in the mid thirties to mid forties range. Each was reasonably attractive in his own individual way, from the bald mature man to a graying European chap. Most were circumcised, a preference of mine for this meeting. All were above average in size, with two men well beyond that. Both of the larger cocks of course caught my attention as we stood and chatted. One fair-haired guy, in his mid thirties, had an incredibly long cock that hung in a curve of flesh over his scrotum. The European gentlemen, while not quite as long as his companion, had an enormously thick muscled length of meat between his legs. Both looked most impressive!

Our hostess Gillian explained the rules for the night. She would act as my guardian angel. No from me meant just that. Good manners and care were to be exercised by all. The guys were reminded to adhere to all the rules of engagement, which she’d explained to them earlier. She told me we would all be using the king-sized bed adjacent to the lounge area where we now stood. I could take breaks whenever I wished. There were more than enough towels for everyone in the ensuited bathroom. This night was my night; enjoy being the center of attention. The guys would be removing and hanging my clothes when I finished my drink. Relax and let’s go for it. Okay? Okay!

The mature Colin took my empty glass and said he’d refill it. The other five men invaded my space. Someone unzipped the back of my dress. Another stepped forward and eased it over my arms and let it drop to my feet where Tony, the impressively built European, knelt. Tony gently lifted each of my feet and stepped me out of my dress. Colin, who had returned with another glass of champagne, took the garment from him and carefully hung it in the wardrobe. All six men paused to look at my evident assets. My large boobs almost spilt over the tiny cups of my bra, my excited nipples poked out through the transparent material. I knew the g-string left little to their imagination. The thread at the back disappeared between the cheeks of my backside; the minuscule thin piece of cloth at the front barely covered my genitals. The stilettos enhanced the shape of my legs. I knew I looked good. Their obvious physical response, evidenced by their hardening cocks, flattered my ego.

Behind me someone unhooked my bra. Young Ben eased the straps over my arms and passed it to Colin. Tony’s hands reached up and slowly slid the g-string over my hips, down my legs to my feet. He stepped me out it and, as with all my clothes, passed it to Colin. Now, except for the stilettos, I was naked. The six pair of eyes feasted on my body.

The six men gathered around my body. Just relax one of them told me. The six of them, three on each side of me tilted me back into their arms, picked my naked body up horizontally between them and carried me to the bed. They gently and carefully placed me in the middle of the bed, two pillows under my head, assured themselves that I was comfortable. Colin pointed out to me that he’d placed a fresh glass of champagne on a small adjacent table. Just tell me whenever you want a drink he politely requested. A real sweetie I thought.

I noticed that Gillian, now naked, sat in a lounge chair close to the bed. She smiled encouragement at me. I tried hard to relax, but I felt butterflies flutter in my tummy.

Three naked men knelt on either side of my bare body spread out under their gaze on the bed. Somehow the look of lust on their faces reassured me. Six pairs of hands roamed over my nakedness. Hands and fingers caressed my breasts, my nipples, my belly, thighs and legs. Their touch was sensuous and erotic. I found it difficult to focus on any particular area of my body. My nerve endings came alive, my whole body electrified. It just all felt so good.

Mouths and tongues joined the hands and fingers. My nipples hardened, elongated, stretched from my breasts. The nerve endings in my belly tingled to the wet touch of another tongue. Two men each lifted a leg up over their kneeling bodies so that my thighs parted exposing my shaved pussy. They ran their tongues along my thighs, down my calves. My body shivered. Another knelt between my legs. His tongue slid over my sex, stroked into my gash, twanged across my clit. My lack of focus continued. But each time my feelings centered on an area of stimulation another seemed to crash over the top. My breasts and nipples were on fire. I loved the feeling. Then the two working on my legs removed my high-heeled shoes and sucked my toes. That sensation overrode all else. The tongue on my sex sent sensations coursing throughout my body. All my nerve endings seemed to end in my pussy. I luxuriated in that probing tongue. I forgot all else, though I’m sure that somehow the other hands, fingers, mouths and tongues s**ttered over my body all contributed to the heat of that flame seared my sex.

Without any effort I became aware of that old familiar feeling surging through my whole body. One second I had all my faculties, distracted to be sure, the next pleasure shot completely and totally through my body and I orgasmed. As my attention returned to the sea of bodies surrounding me I became aware of some of the group changing position. Caring Colin knelt between my legs. He looked lustfully at my snatch. I hoped he enjoyed what he saw. He looked up at me, poked his tongue out at me. Momentarily I was surprised, but then I realized he was giving me a preview of an asset that until then had been hidden from me. His tongue reached to the bottom of his chin. He bent his body in worship before me.

I felt his tongue slide across the open groove of my sex, from one end to the other and back again, many times over. My efforts at concentrating on his mouth were acute but difficult. There were all those other mouths and hands to contend with, on my upheld legs, breasts and belly. His tongue settled for a time on my now supersensitive clitoris. If I’d thought his predecessor was good then indeed Colin was excellent. Then he surpassed even that early impression. Colin rested the tip of his tongue against the entrance of my vagina. I could feel it there, his lips inside my parted labial folds. Suddenly he thrust his tongue deep inside me. The sensation was just incredible. It felt almost as good as a cock, in fact more alive, more tactile. He blew me away. I could not focus on anything else. The orgasm seemed instantaneous. It seared and rocketed through my nerve endings. Who knows what these guys thought of my response? I really didn’t care. I was left gasping for air.

My recovery was nowhere near complete when again the men went through another minor shuffle. The young Ben knelt on one side of my body his erection beautiful in its hardness. I loved the way his scrotum bunched tightly under the base of stiff cock. On the other side of me knelt my man of the moment Colin. He too was hard. Both men each took one of my hands in theirs, and placed my hand over their respective cocks. I got the message. I began to slowly pump up and down the length of their shafts, noting and enjoying the different texture and thickness of each. I looked down my body. Ron with his long appendage now erect kissed and caressed one leg; Tony, his cock now hugely thick and hard, gave similar treatment to my other leg. Beside my belly dark haired Brian, a thickset guy in his mid forties, knelt upright on the bed. He looked at me as he pumped his hard glistening meat in one hand. The thought passed through my mind that I’d love to see him spurt his spunk over my belly.

Mark now knelt between my legs. My glimpse of his cock showed it throbbed with veins bulging along the shaft, topped with a swollen red knob glistening with copious clear pre-cum. In spite of my hands slowly pumping the two cocks I seemed to have complete awareness of Mark’s meat as he penetrated my vagina. It felt good. I felt my muscles give as he entered me. I felt the fullness as he slid into my depths. I felt his scrotum against my sex as he buried himself completely inside me. The two men holding my legs had the best view but nevertheless I enjoyed seeing Mark’s total muscular tension as he thrust his cock into me. On each withdrawal his knob hovered briefly in my vaginal entrance before it slithered forcefully deeply inside me.

I found I could not concentrate on the cocks in my hands; my rhythm faltered badly, the cock in my cunt just too distracting. Part of me was annoyed by this lack of ability on my part. I wanted to enjoy touching the two cocks in my hands, to feel the scrunched up flesh of their scrotums, to knead the balls weighing heavily in their sacs, to run my fingers over the veins and muscles of their hard shafts, to touch my fingertips on the slippery fluid seeping out of the eye of their cocks, to experience the sensation of their baby skin smooth knobs. But the hard cock seesawing in and out of my cunt just distracted me too much. It felt sensational. I wanted to cum. I wanted Mark to cum too. I wanted the pleasure of seeing and feeling him lose control in his lust for my cunt, for my body.

My body ruled my mind. It responded of it’s own accord to his cock, and the attentions of the naked men around me. I humped my sex up at Mark as he pumped into me. My vaginal muscles instinctively clutched at his shaft. His efforts increased in speed and intensity. Wait for me I thought. But then his face grimaced, his body heaved, his balls slapped against my backside and he pumped his load into me. I was so close, another minute would have done. Mark pulled out of me almost immediately, his spunk saturating my sex, running down into the cleft of my bottom.

Brian, whom I’d thought was going to masturbate his hard prick over my belly, took his place. He had a nice body; black curly hair covered his chest. His cock looked yummy, all hard, dark red knob swollen, a clutch of black hair surrounded the base of his shaft. His knob slid into my groove, found the entrance to my love tube. His body rocked and his cock pumped into me. Good I thought, not matter how excited this guy was I knew I’d get my pleasure I was that excited from the last cock. I tried to give Colin and Ben a hand job to remember, but I again quickly failed. Brian soon found a steady rhythm. My own response was almost instantaneous. The pleasure soared through my whole body. My breasts and nipples ached. The nerve endings in my belly, thighs, legs, feet and toes fizzed with heat. Most especially the tingling seared through my labia, my cunt, and my clitoris. All of me was on fire. The rictus of orgasm shot through me, my body heaved, my legs straightened out behind Brian, toes curled into talons. Shivers shook my muscles. Exhilaration permeated my being.

As I came off my cloud nine I was only then aware Brian had cum with me. He eased his deflating tool out of me. More hot spunk saturated my genitals.

Again I tried to give the lovely hard cocks in each hand my undivided attention. Faint hope there! Ron knelt between my legs, rested his incredibly long cock on my belly. I looked down my body at it. It reached almost to my navel. The helmet like knob was large and swollen. Tears of clear pre-cum glistened in its gaping slit. The veins bulged and ran down either side of the enormously long shaft. His sac was tight around the base of his cock. As Ron let his monster rest on my belly I wondered how much of it I could take. As Ron pulled it back over my belly I was about to find out. The knob slid effortlessly into my soaking soppy cunt, passed the open maw of my vaginal orifice with ease, and entered my inner sanctum. Gently he eased his weapon in and out of my willing cunt. Further and further he penetrated my cunt. I felt his beautiful big knob, his long shaft slide well past where the other two cocks had just resided. His meat seemed to fill me. My nerve endings tingled as his cock slid over that indefinable spot of utter pleasure deep inside me. I believed I could feel him reach all the way to the entrance to my womb, that he filled me completely.

Ron began to slowly fuck me. It felt simply sensational as his mighty cock made that long journey up and down, in and out, along the complete length of my vagina. The cocks in my hands were forgotten. Vaguely I was aware that Ben now masturbated himself while he watched my cunt swallow this incredible length of cock. I was aware of all the other guys watching fascinated, too. I lifted my legs, placed my ankles around and behind Ron’s waist. This was why I’d come to the Club. It was so easy to lose myself in this fuck with Ron. He had a great body to look at; he had a magnificent tool that he knew how to use. I was in heaven. I soon matched his rhythm, my body involuntarily lifting up at his, taking his thrusts with ease. It was absolutely sensational as I enjoyed the long slide of his meat into my depths, the long withdrawal; then again the long inward plunge over those nerve endings buried deep somewhere inside my cunt. Our fuck was unhurried yet still just so lustful.

Familiar sensations began to course throughout my body. My breasts were alive, my nipples on fire. My belly tingled; my cunt muscles clutched at Ron’s beautiful cock. My pussy buzzed with pleasure, my clit had a life of its own. Deep in my cunt the sensations built, taking over my consciousness. Suddenly I rocketed to orgasm, pleasure soaring through my whole body. I seemed to swoon with pleasure. I fucked that cock to oblivion.

As I returned to consciousness of the room and its occupants I was quickly aware that Ron continued his steady fuck with me. His face though wore a large grin. He looked happy with the result of his efforts.

Briefly I noticed Ben, still kneeling beside me, was not far off his orgasm. He grunted with effort. The bulbous knob of his swollen cock glistened. Suddenly his cock shot forth white splatterings of spunk. It sprayed in gelatinous hot chunks all over my breasts and belly. Colin rubbed Ben’s cum over my breasts and nipples.

But nothing seemed to be able to keep my attention apart from Ron’s wonderfully long meat achingly penetrating into my very depths. It kept the fire burning deep in my belly. My clit, my labia and my cunt, were complete all encompassing cauldrons of pleasure. With almost ridiculous ease I soared to another climax. The totality of my body shuddered to a heady embracing orgasm. This time, as I returned to reality, I could feel then see that Ron too was almost there. I gave him my best effort, my undivided attention. His body responded. With long deep hard thrusts he emptied into me, his knob flared deep inside me, his muscle pumped along the length of my vagina, his hot fluid spilt into my depths, filled me. Now that was satisfaction at its best.

I temporarily lay back and relaxed, waited for the men to move around, waited for more of the same, craved another man’s touch and attention. Tony took position between my widely parted thighs. He looked at my open dribbling cunt. His body inadvertently showed that he liked what he saw. Tony’s cock was not quite as long as Ron’s, but my goodness it was a most impressive luscious piece of flesh. It lifted and curved itself upwards from between his thighs, monstrously thick, heavily veined, a rope of muscle running the length of the underside, olive skinned, capped by a dark plum of a knob. The thought flashed through my mind about my capability, as a tiny woman, of coping with Tony’s weapon. The thought was brief, replaced by positivity and lust.

Tony placed his hands under the cheeks of my backside and lifted me up to him as he lent forward over me. His knob rested in the open maw of my wet gash. Irrespective of the cum from the other guys before him I felt myself wet with want. He nestled his large knob in the throat of my cunt. Once both of us were comfortable he rocked forward. There was no pain. Nevertheless my cunt was stretched by his massive intrusion. He paused, let my muscles get used accommodating his size. He pushed further into me. I groaned in pleasure. This cock, this man, his meat was simply sensational. Slowly, surely steadily he fed more of his cock into me. My cunt opened up, stretched, widened, and swallowed up all he had. His balls rested against my sex. I experienced the sensation of being fulfilled, completely engulfed.

He began to fuck me. His cock seemed everywhere at once. It overwhelmed me. I could not help myself. My body rocketed to pleasure, came down briefly to give me awareness as he inexorably pumped into me, before I soared again, and yet again until I seemed to be in one continuous orgasm. In fact it didn’t really stop, just flowed up and down through high peaks and small valleys of exquisite pleasure. Gosh could this man fuck. He was brilliant, marvelous. His mighty protuberance covered every erotic spot of excitement in my sex organs.

When I was in one of my minor troughs, having just shivered and shook my way through another giant climax, I noticed that Tony was not far from orgasm. I put my heart, body and mind into relieving his stress in the best way I knew how. My body arched up at his. My muscles clenched, clutched and clawed at his meaty intrusion. My legs, locked behind his backside, pulled him into me. Tony got there with a grunting roar. His muscle expanded even more inside me. He swelled, he pumped, and he spurted deep inside me. It felt magnificent. For the first time that evening my nervous energy abated, briefly. At last I was fulfilled, satiated.

Gillian, who had been sitting in a lounge chair adjacent to the bed all this time, called time out. She suggested we all have fresh drinks. Colin, as always, said he’d look after mine. Gillian and I went to the bathroom. She wanted to assure herself I was okay, still happy with how things were. I took a quick shower to freshen up and applied some perfume to ensure I smelt good. In response to her query about whether I wanted to continue after our break I assured her I had every intention to experience the fine bodies on offer. Gillian suggested that towards the end of my session she would like to get involved, if that was okay with me. Of course it was. She observed that Tony seemed to be my ultimate choice of soul mate and that she would leave him for my grand finale. She added she might give Ron a surprise work out. She indicated we could do this together when I concluded my group therapy session, provided I still had the energy and interest. After the other men left we’d share a foursome. Okay? Okay!

Colin had a nice cold fresh champagne waiting for me when we returned tot the lounge area. We all stood and talked. I must confess all the guys said nice things about our performance and me. It was great for the ego of a mature woman. Eventually the desire rekindled in my not too tired body. Most of the men were obviously thinking sexual thoughts too, reflected by the rampant state of their cocks. It was left to me to decide the course of events, so I suggested to the excited Colin that it was pay back time for all the kindness and consideration he’d shown me throughout the evening.

When I had him leaning back just right against the bed head I knelt between his spread thighs, my bum suggestively in the air, and proceeded to give him hopefully the best oral sex he’d ever had in his long life. Initially I gave him my complete and undivided attention. The others just stood around the bed and watched. I ran my tongue over his lovely balls, sucked them one by one gently into my mouth, trailed my tongue along the cute underside of his beautiful shaft, laved the smooth skinned knob, tongued at the slit, and sucked his length into my throat. Colin’s cock thickened and hardened. Muscular throbs coursed through it. I was in complete control. Colin rested his hands on my head as my mouth bobbed up and down the length of his shaft. Groans came from his mouth. He began to lift himself up at me. Suddenly he shuddered; his cock pulsed in my mouth. His cum shot out over my tongue, splattered over the roof of my mouth. I sucked harder, swallowed, and lapped the dying shots of cum from the eye of his cock. Somehow I felt exhilarated, powerful.

Just as I was getting used to that pleasure there was movement on the bed behind me. It was Ben. Ah yes he was another one I’d almost forgotten. He knelt behind my thighs and upturned backside. His fingers parted my flesh, pressed the end of his hard youthful cock into the waiting slot of my warming sex. I rested my head on Colin’s belly. He massaged my hanging breasts, added to the fire once more alight in my body. Ben entered me. His erection slid into my vagina. Obviously his lust got the better of him, and perhaps not one much caring for preliminaries, he immediately fucked me hard and fast. His scrotum slapped against my pussy. To be fair the fire already burned in my belly and I really did not mind his lack of preamble. In fact in some ways his energy felt good. My mind focussed on his penetration and my body, of its own volition, began to take pleasure from him. Sensations pulsed through my nerve endings as my body began its inevitable climb to climax. Then Ben came before I could get there. Mentally I cursed. Another minute or so and I’d have been there too. Never mind there were others who could take me there.

I lay on my side in the middle of the bed. Mark in front of me caressed my breasts; Brian behind me stroked his hands down my back. Mark had one of my legs under his, my other legs over his waist. My pose allowed Brain to enter me from behind. Once he was snugly buried in my vagina, Mark concentrated his attention on entering me too. I was to the meat in their double penetration sandwich.

With these two hunks on either side of my body I found I could not move. That did not seem to matter much. They were both superb caring lovers, and the position allowed me to focus entirely on my sex. They seemed to fill me so completely. Both quickly found a rhythm beneficial to all of us. As Brain penetrated me he paused deep within me, and Mark would withdraw. As Brian sunk back into me and paused, Mark resumed his movement in and out of me. They felt superb. I felt both powerful and proud that a woman of my age could have such a lustful effect on two much younger men, that they could both share me and enjoy me. But mostly my thoughts and mind centered on the way they held me, they way my body was so completely enfolded between theirs, the way their hard cocks slowly and carefully fucked me. The nerve endings around my backside, inner thighs, labia, clitoris and vagina were well alight.

The familiar sensation of pleasure rippled throughout my body. The orgasm came strongly, racked through my body. I was vaguely aware that both men continued to fuck me through this electric shattering spasm. When consciousness returned they were still at it. My trough was shallow and short. Again the pleasure shattered through me. When I returned to earth Brian behind me increased his fierceness and intensity. His cock seemed to swell between my legs. His arms wrapped around me. His mouth fastened on the back of my neck and ears. His body shuddered against me as his cock spurted its load deep in my cunt. Just as I thought my own pleasure with them was over Mark hugged my body tightly. He thrust hard into me; his cock massaged my clitoris fiercely. As he came so I came.

Slowly we untangled our limbs. Unbeknown to me Gillian had signaled another break to all the guys. We stood around in the lounge chatting and having a drink. Then abruptly most of the men indicated it time for them to leave. Gillian suggested to Ron and Tony that it was their turn to stay behind and help her tidy the suite. The four of us chatted on while the other men washed and dressed. Each of the guys kissed Gillian and I on the cheek as they said their good byes. All made individual complimentary remarks about my activities with them, and expressed the hope they would get the opportunity to meet with me again in the near future. Finally just the four of us remained.

When I expressed the desire to Gillian that we commence our housekeeping she laughed, and said she was sorry for deceiving me but she intended to immediately go ahead with our plan we’d discussed earlier in the bathroom. I laughed and looked at Ron and Tony with renewed interest. Did I have the energy she asked? I sure did! I told Tony that I’d just wash up in the bathroom. I was surprised when he talked hard to convince me that he fancied me just the way I was, stained thighs and pussy sopping with cum. Eventually I capitulated to his wishes.

Gillian led me by the hand to the huge now well used bed. Both guys displayed early signs of excitement, both though half erect already impressive in their individual sizes, Ron with his extraordinary length, Tony with his massive thickness. The thought ran through my mind about the potential of a cock with their combined attributes of length and thickness.

Gillian lay on her back on her side of the bed. I lay myself down on the other half, noted there was plenty of room left for both men. Tony knelt beside my outstretched body. He bent forward and gently kissed my lips. I reached my hands to his face. Our tongues intertwined. My body responded to his lips. His mouth traveled over my eyes, ears and throat. As he moved to my breasts he kissed all around the mounds of my flesh, tongued at both nipples until they hardened, sucked them into his mouth, abrased them with his teeth. I reached a hand between his thighs, felt the tight hairy sac of his scrotum, and gently massaged his heavy balls. Tony worked his mouth down my belly. My flesh goose bumped with pleasure. My mind willed his mouth towards my mound, easily accessible to him between my spread thighs. My exploring fingers wandered along his shaft. Part of my mind noted the pulsing veins along its length, my gripping hand sending messages about its enormous thickness, the knob flared and swollen, a wet tear of slimy mucous rubbed over the slit by my finger tip.

As Tony moved to kneel between my legs I briefly noticed Gillian and Ron beside us on the bed. Gillian had her legs wrapped around Ron’s behind while he slid his lovely long cock, in a slow but steady rhythm, in and out of her pussy. Obviously her view of the evening thus far had negated Gillian’s desire for foreplay. Tony’s tongue captured my complete attention. It stroked through my sex, from erect clitoris though the cleft of my arse to my anus, and back again. He reached his hands up over my body to massage my breasts and tweak my erect nipples. Wave after wave of pure pleasure ran through my body. I felt good everywhere, but parts of my body were on fire. I used my feet to lift my cunt to Tony’s face. I looked down my body and enjoyed his lust as he knelt in worship at my tabernacle of fulfillment.

The orgasm came upon me oh so swiftly. One minute I was in control, the next I was lost in that special space of heaven. I felt fantastic and the return to reality did not take me far away from the peak of pleasure anyway. Tony wore a happy grin. He obviously enjoyed my response too. I opened up my arms to him, reached for him, and welcomed him to me. His arms rested on either side of my body as he manipulated his lovely huge penis into the slot of my love tunnel. I felt that mighty flared knob of flesh sink past the entrance of my vagina, my muscles and walls of flesh willingly parting, opening to receive his meaty club. Tony eased his length into me, his thickness open me up. Further and further he slid into me, until his balls rested against my labia. I had all of him. He filled so completely. I lifted my legs, crossed my ankles behind his back, tilted my sex up at him, and allowed him to utterly penetrate me. I wrapped my arms around his body, embraced him. Tony came to me, laid his body on mine, held my face in his hands, and kissed me. All the while he slid that huge thick prick of his in and out of my cunt. I lost myself totally in this all-embracing fuck with him. My body simply responded to his complete penetration of my erogenous zones. In return I engulfed him in my womanhood, spontaneously clasped him with all my muscles of love, milked his cock, hugged him to me, sucked his tongue.

My orgasm came quickly, hard and fast. Now in Tony’s embrace I was more aware of my movements. I fucked myself up at his body, my cunt clutched at his big beautiful cock that he plunged into my very depths. Tony’s pace varied to my response. As I built to each peak his thrusts were hard, fierce and completely penetrating. Immediately after each climax his movements were more caressive. I seemed to be totally fulfilled his size, by his bulk. Now through my own repetitive pleasure I became aware of the heat and muscular sex stress inexorably building in his body. I attempted to concentrate on his needs too, generally unsuccessfully. After another heady rush to the stars his pace did not slow. I knew his dam was about to burst. I heaved my body at his, lifted my cunt to his cock, grasped at his shaft with my cunt muscles, sucked his tongue into my mouth, and wrapped him into a total embrace of arms, legs and body. He came. He cried out. His cock thrust with enormous thrusting heaves into my cunt. I felt his shaft swell, his great knob flare inside me. His pump muscles along the underside of his shaft twitched. His thick cock spasmed time after time inside me. He filled me with his hot spunk. Tony rested his heavy perspiring body on mine. Wow what a mind-blowing fuck I thought.

As we relaxed in each other’s arms we became aware again of the couple beside us on the bed. They lay side by side watching us, big grins on their faces. We chatted together how about how wonderful the evening had been. Eventually the two men got up, washed and dressed. When they were ready to leave Gillian and I saw them out. We each received their kiss of thanks for the evening.

Gillian and I showered and dried together. As we dressed she assured me clean up of the suite would occur next day, that we need not concern ourselves with that. Gillian gave me some money for my cab fare to and from the hotel, kindly donated by the men, a thoughtful touch.

As we stood together outside the hotel waiting for two taxis Gillian assured me I’d be very welcome at a similar club gathering, or any other themed nigh the club might hold. I told her I’d give it serious consideration. I asked her about nominating my husband as a participant for an event similar to the one this evening. No problem she assured me. We promised to stay in touch. I got in my taxi and went home, happy and contented, and a little sore!