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Lisa had decided months in advance of our wedding anniversary that we should celebrate the event in style. Her plan was that we should organise a relative, who was staying with us on holidays, to look after the c***dren while we went off to an up market hotel for the night. When she told me to make sure that the vibrators had new batteries and that our bondage gear was in good order I knew that she really did have some great plans in place for us.

Given I had I had so much notice of Lisa’s intentions I decided to put on a surprise of my own for her. First I booked a suite with a spa bath at the hotel we had selected. Next I replied an internet advertisement. Then I waited.

The guy had written a pleasant email in reply to my introductory note. I quickly wrote back and made an arrangement for Terry to call by the hotel suite at 3.00 pm on the day of our arrival. He knew his visit was my anniversary surprise for Lisa.

Things at home started to go wrong the day before our planned outing, Murphy’s Law well and truly prevailed. As we attempted to ensure our plans would come to fruition I told Lisa of my surprise massage for her next day. It certainly did distract her from our domestic issues with c***dren and home.

We managed to arrive at the hotel early on a Saturday afternoon. It didn’t take long to unpack our few items of baggage. I put three bottles of champagne in the bar fridge, and ordered an ice bucket, ice and glasses on room service. We stayed dressed until all were delivered. Then we quickly stripped, laid out our equipment close at hand, put on some good mood music, poured the first of many champagnes, and filled the spa bath.

Lisa confirmed with me that I really had organised a masseur for her. While she seemed a little nervous about it, nevertheless she decided she had ample time to enjoy herself before his arrival.

Lisa is short in stature, with lovely large breasts tipped by pink areolae and nipples. The sight of her naked body, as she lay back on the queen-sized bed sipping her champagne, was stimulating. My own body responded involuntarily and I began to go hard.

I knelt on the bed between her open thighs and stroked my tongue up and down the length of her open slit. She was already wet and waiting. She gasped as my tongue slid between the opening lips of her pink labia and touched the tiny bud of her clitoris. I stroked it to hardness before sucking it into my mouth, gently nibbling it with my teeth, causing her to groan at my touch. I concentrated all my efforts on her clit, gently and slowly and wetly caressing it with my mouth and tongue. Lisa’s body responded. She began to writhe under my mouth, lifting her body, feeding her sex to my hungry mouth. I reached up with my hands and spread her labia apart in front of my face. Her clitoris was now full and swollen, her labia fat and puffy, clear lubrication leaking out of her vaginal opening. I sucked her clitoris into my mouth, swathing it in saliva. I could feel Lisa respond. She began to hump her cunt up at my face, groaning and gasping as her first orgasm began to shudder through her body. In loud orgasmic groans she came in my mouth.

I sat back on my haunches between her thighs looking at her as she relaxed. She really enjoys her sex, and is loud and noisy in that enjoyment. Her body is uninhibited in its response, and she really has no control over her movements during the throes of her orgasms. Such was the case here. Her nipples were hard; her toes curled in rictus; her thighs spread wide apart; her slit dark pink, shiny wet with cum and saliva. As Lisa returned to our presence in the room she looked at me, smiled, and crooked a finger at me, beckoning me towards her.

We lay with our bodies entwined, kissing passionately, exploring each other with our tongues, mouths and hands. Her hand grasped hold of my hard cock, gently masturbating it, large clear sticky droplets of fluid dribbled out of the open eye, wetting us. Lisa stroked her fingertip across the head of my cock, then licked it lewdly off that finger with her tongue. “I want you to screw me,” she whispered to me. “Just let me have a drink of champagne first” I replied.

While filling our wine goblets I noticed our equipment laid out on the dressing table. When Lisa saw me with the lengths of cotton sash cord rope in my hands she knew what to expect. We always make a role play out of our bondage. I go into tough dominant mode; Lisa innocently resists, but not enough to prevent her being tied by her wrists and ankles to the bed. This time I added a little variation on an old theme. Instead of totally spread-eagling her I bent her legs at the knees, and tied the rope to the base support halfway along each side of the bed. As always I used fairly simple slip loops so that she could easily escape if she wanted to. The knots left no marks on her body.

I stepped back to enjoy my handiwork. Then to Lisa’s surprise I got out our camera and took a few photos. It was harmless fun and games between us, but very exciting and stimulating and enriching for our love life. It is a powerful sensation having someone bound up helpless before you, knowing you can do whatever you wish to them. True we both knew that Lisa could readily escape, if she wanted to; but we both knew that she wouldn’t. She wanted to be helpless, in my power, to experience whatever it was I chose to do to her body and mind.

I took an ice cube out of the ice bucket, knelt beside her, and touched it to her nipples. Her reaction to the cold was expected. Her nipples hardened and tightened, distended out from her breasts. I alternated the coldness of the ice with the warmth of my mouth, moving mouth and ice from nipple to nipple. The ice melted to water.

I knelt between Lisa’s spread tied thighs and squirted copious quantities of lubricant over her pussy. I even inserted the tube into her vaginal entrance and fed the lube inside her. Lisa was finding all of this attention a turn on. She was now constantly asking me to fuck her, screw her, and stick my big cock inside her. I took no notice. Instead I brought our vibrators off the dresser to the bed.

I turned on a medium sized vibrator and began to caress Lisa’s body with it; running the tip down the sensitive parts of her throat and neck; across her nipples; along the underside of her breasts; over her belly; in the grooves of her thighs; finally down the open gaping wet pink slit of her sex, resting just the tip on her clit. Lisa responded to this touch. I began to lightly move the whole shaft of the humming vibrator up and down her slit, building up a light easy rhythm. As Lisa’s body began to commence it’s climb to ecstasy I picked up our biggest vibrator, a flesh coloured thick imitation cock. I rested its thick knob in the entrance of her weeping vagina at the same time maintaining the movement of the smaller vibrator. I slowly inserted the thick shaft into her cunt. Her butterfly spread labia framed the luscious open hole of her cuntal entrance, the pinkness of her inner depths clearly visible. The shaft entered her easily, stretching her vaginal muscles as it slid into her depths. I was surprised how easy the penetration was for something so large. Her cunt simply swallowed the shaft. I gently eased it into her depths. When most of the shaft length was inside her I began to withdraw it again, the shaft now glistening wet with moisture. With both vibrators I began a double fucking motion, one along her slit concentrating on her clitoris, the other plunging deeply into her cunt.

In spite of being tied up Lisa began to move her body in rhythm to my hands, lifting herself on her heels to accommodate the vibrators assaulting her sex. Her mouth was open as she sucked air into her lungs. She began to groan and writhe as she climaxed. Her body became taut as the orgasm thundered through her. It rolled through her body, from her face to her toes; her vagina clasped at the vibrator within her; clear glistening cum flowed out of her. As she came down off her cloud I slowed the pace with my hands, until I stopped as she collapsed in exhausted relaxation.

I undid the bonds and poured Lisa champagne. This was hot thirsty work. I suggested a spa, conscious of the approach of three o’clock.

The hot bubbling water was just what we needed. We lay opposite each other in the tub, luxuriating in the caress of the hot water on our bodies. Lisa remarked that I hadn’t cum yet and she needed to do something about that. At her insistence I knelt in front of her, between her legs.

My cock, while not rock hard, was certainly not flaccid. At the touch of Lisa’s hands stroking the head and shaft, running her fingers over my hanging balls, the hardness quickly returned full on. She dipped her head forward, touching the glans with her tongue, her breath sending shivers of anticipation down my spine. She sucked on the head and tongued down along the shaft. Holding my cock in her hand she tongue trailed along the underside of my shaft, sucking each shaved ball in turn into her mouth. The veins began to stand out on my cock as I felt that familiar grip churn in my lower belly. Lisa felt my cock’s response too. She began to get fiercer in her attention, sucking the glans harder, gently biting it with her teeth, one hand massaging both balls, the other hand pumping up and down on my shaft. The cumming sensation built in my guts. With a shudder the first white gobs of cum shot out the end of my cock, splattering over Lisa’s hanging breasts. She milked my cock as the orgasm flowed out of my body, cum spraying over her face, tits and hands.

As I returned back to the presence of the spa, I sank back down in the water relaxing from the sexual tension. Lisa massaged my cum over her breasts like it was some sort of beauty potion. We looked at each other and smiled.

Reluctantly we gave up the tub to await the arrival of our masseur. It was nearly that time. We wrapped ourselves in large fluffy white towels. Five minutes before our agreed meeting time there was a light tap on the door of our suite. We looked at each other with nervous anticipation.

Terry was an easygoing good-humored well-mannered gentleman. He sat in the lounge with us and joined us for a get to know each other drink. His dry wit and conversation soon broke the ice. He seemed happy to both listen politely to us as well as tell us a little about himself, including some of his more interesting experiences. It didn’t take long for all three of us to relax, in spite of Terry claiming to be a bit nervous too. When he had established that Lisa was to be his only client he suggested to us that we all strip, that I could watch or join in as I wished, and that Lisa should lay face down in the middle of the bed.

I decided, as I took off my towel, to sit in a lounge chair and watch the view on the bed. Lisa had a last sip of champagne, dropped her towel and lay on the bed as Terry had requested. As Terry hung up his clothing I noted that he was a well-built man, in good fit physical condition, with little body fat. His cock was circumcised and above average in size.

Terry knelt nude on the bed and commenced his oil massage on Lisa’s neck and shoulders. As I sipped my wine and watched, I noted that his technique was different to mine; which of course was a good experience for Lisa. After some minutes it was obvious that she had relaxed and was enjoying this man’s hands on her body. Terry’s touch while firm seemed to be gentle and patient. With only the background music the room was quiet; there was a little desultory conversation, but it was if none of us wanted to break the mood and good vibes of the situation. When Terry finished massaging all of Lisa’s back, from her neck to her toes, he asked her to roll over. As she did he got her a drink, and had some wine himself. I topped up their glasses.

Now on her back Lisa could watch Terry as he worked. His hands caressed the oil over her throat and shoulders, working down to her chest. There was obviously a lot of pleasure in the way he touched her breasts; her nipples became elongated and hard. While his touch was sensuous and erotic it was not lewd or intrusive. Terry worked his hands down Lisa’s belly onto the tops of her thighs. It was only when he had massaged her legs and toes did he glance questionably at me. I nodded and indicated he should go for whatever he had in mind, relying on Lisa’s response for guidance.

He gently parted her legs wider, and knelt between her spread thighs. His hands stroked her pussy. Lisa sighed under his touch. She looked across at me. I moved to kneel beside her on the bed. One of her hands gripped mine for reassurance; with my free hand I stroked her breasts and nipples. Terry’s hands began to stroke the outside of Lisa’s open pussy. She gripped me tightly as the fingers of one of Terry’s hands stroked her clitoris, while the fingers of the other hand slid inside her sex. Lisa groaned in pleasure. Both Terry and I began to build up a gentle rhythm respectively on her breasts and pussy. After a few minutes Lisa’s body began to really respond to our dual touch. Her body rocked on the bed, her head flung back, her open mouth gasping air, her grip on my hand vice like; with heavy moaning, deep in her throat, she came.

Neither Terry nor I ceased our erotic stimulating massage. While Lisa came we gradually became slow and gentle in our hand movements, but as she recovered we picked up intensity again in both speed and pressure. This time Lisa’s response was much quicker.

It was obviously supremely pleasurable for her; she was the one having the stupendous orgasms. But for our part it was simply a wonderful spectacle to watch, to rediscover two pairs of caring hands could contribute such enormous pleasure in these very congenial circumstances. The sight was obviously stimulating for both Terry and I; our cocks were standing up, erect and hard.

Our threesome continued unchanged for some time; until Lisa breathlessly told us she couldn’t take any more. The cold wine tasted wonderful, cool and thirst quenching. The brief break let us all catch our breath.

I put my own glass down, and put Lisa’s glass on the bedside table. I suggested to her we continue our gentle adventurous interlude. As she lay back in the middle of the bed I blindfolded her with one of our silk “bondage” scarves. I used some of the cord to lightly and loosely tie each wrist to the bed head. I reassured her that all would be well, that she could take the ropes and scarf off herself whenever she wished.

We knelt on the bed, one on either side of Lisa. She would have to guess if she wanted to know who was touching her where. Terry and I bent over her and began to kiss her breasts, tonguing her nipples, sucking them into our mouths. Her physical response was immediate.

Both of us slowly and methodically worked our mouths down her body, snail trailing our tongues over her belly, through her small thatch of unshaved pubic hair at the top of her mound, down each thigh along her legs to her feet. Lisa relaxed to our combined soft wet touch. As Terry began the march with his tongue along the inside of one leg, Lisa spread her legs wide apart. She wanted that tongue to have all the access it needed. Terry worked his way up her thigh to her open pussy. I knelt on the bed and watched him kneel between her thighs.
He stroked his tongue along the length of her parted pink wet gash. At the top of her slit his tongue played back and forth over the nub of her erect clit. Terry sucked her clit into his mouth. Lisa sighed in pleasure. As Terry let go of Lisa’s clit and sunk his darting long tongue into the entrance of her open vagina I moved up the bed to her breasts. I sucked a hard nipple into my mouth, gently rasping the rubbery teat with my teeth and tongue.

Lisa bent her legs, resting her feet flat on the bed on either side of Terry’s kneeling body. She began to lift her lower body upwards off the mattress, raising her slit up at Terry as he continued to slide his tongue in and out of her open vagina. Meanwhile I worked at sucking, kissing, tonguing her breasts. Our combined gentle but persistent efforts were soon rewarded. Lisa began a long slow orgasm, moving her arms against her bonds, groaning, driving herself upwards at Terry’s face. I let go of her hard nipple and knelt back on the bed to watch. She reached her peak, thrashing herself around on the bed, moaning her pleasure, humping herself throes at the tongue inside her. As she came down from her plateau of pleasure Terry knelt up and looked at me. His face was wet with saliva and clear cum. His cock jutted out rock hard between his legs. He signaled to me that we should swap places.

I knelt between Lisa’s spread thighs. Her pussy was red, gaping open, wet, labia puffy and swollen framing the fleshy and inviting throat of her vagina. I dipped the hard plum of my knob into the parted folds of her cunt. She felt hot and wet to my touch. I slid my knob along the wetness of her slit, the shaft and head of my cock beginning to glisten with her moisture. I lent forward, resting my hands on the bed on either side of Lisa’s body. The only part of me touching her was my cock. Terry knelt beside her further up the bed watching, occasionally rubbing a hand along the length of his hard shaft.

Pausing in my movements I rested the head of my cock in the entrance of her vagina. Gently I eased into her, placing my throbbing head just inside her. The muscles there gripped me like a hand, surrounding my knob with hot flesh and slippery moisture. Lisa lifted her body under me, trying to seduce more of my cock into her. It was so easy to accommodate her needs. Without any effort I slid the length of my cock into the depths of her clutching cunt. As always she felt wonderful, heaven on earth. I began to slowly piston in and out of her.

Further up the bed Terry lent over Lisa’s chest and began to stroke his rock hard cock, guided by a hand, over her breasts and nipples. Precum clearly glistened on the dark red skin of his swollen knob, dribbling out of the eye of its slit, sticking in wet strings of sticky moisture to the elongated nipples as it touched them. He trailed his cock along her throat, across her covered eyes, along her cheeks leaving clear snail trails of precum. As his cock reached her mouth her tongue darted out from between her lips touching the underside of his knob. He paused in his movements. Her tongue licked at him. With one hand Terry bent the hard veined shaft towards her mouth. Her tongue played over the eye of his slit, lapping up the precum. He eased forward slightly, giving her mouth more accessibility to his cock, if that’s what she wanted. She raised her blindfolded face from the pillow. Her lips parted and she sucked the swollen glistening glans of his cock into her open mouth.

As I fucked my cock in and out of her tight cunt Lisa began to rock her mouth over Terry’s cock in rhythm to my thrusts. It was a wonderful sight to look down at where our bodies joined and watch my cock disappear inside her cunt. Looking up along Lisa’s body I could see Terry’s cock being sucked in and out of her mouth, the veins bulging and throbbing wetly with saliva along the thick length of the shaft. It wasn’t long before I could feel the intensity of the fuck start to travel through Lisa’s body, sweat beginning to rivulet on her torso, muscles beginning to tense in her belly, the rhythm of her body rising up at me becoming harder and more purposeful. Her legs wrapped around my arse, drawing me into her. My cock thrusts into her became more forceful as I became caught up in the intensity of the fuck. As she began to peak I thrust into her hard. Part of me noted that she had now fastened onto Terry’s cock with her mouth, holding the head and a few centimeters of the shaft with her lips, sucking tightly on what she had. She came against me hard, surrounding my cock with hot throbbing clutching flesh. As she sucked rasping air into her lungs she let Terry’s cock go. He lent back on his haunches and stroked himself a few times with his hand. Lisa’s hand clutched at him too. She realised that she couldn’t suck cock and breathe at the same time. Her fist wrapped around his cock, masturbating him in unison with her own orgasmic spasms. Terry’s cock jerked in her hand; white gobs of cum shot and spurted out of him, splattering over her breasts and belly. It was all too much for me. As the fire built in my belly I pulled my cock out of her cunt. Cum jetted out of the end of my cock, spraying across her lower belly.

Terry and I released Lisa’s bonds and blindfold. By mutual consent we agreed it was time for a cold wine in a warm spa. We sat opposite each other in the tub relaxing, only occasionally our feet touching in the surge of the water jets. Our conversation was minimal. It took some time for us to recover from our interlude. It was Lisa who now took the lead. Drifting over to me in the tub she began to caress my body with hers as she floated above me. That didn’t last long as apparently the physical contact wasn’t tactile enough for her. She sat me out of the water on the side of the tub. Bending over between my parted thighs she sucked my flaccid cock into her mouth, gently massaging the sack of my nuts with one hand.
Her pose obviously was erotic enough to stir Terry’s interest; she was, after all, bent over in front of him, her legs spread apart to steady herself in the water streams. As he sat in the water there was nothing for him to imagine; her sex slit pouting below the orbs of her backside was clearly on show. Over her back I watched him move in behind her.

Terry stood up and rested his soft long cock in the crack of her arse. As he slid it gently and slowly along its tip peered at me across the expanse of her body. With his hands he began to sensuously massage Lisa’s back. While still sucking on my cock and massaging my balls she moved her backside sensuously against Terry’s belly. I could see his cock respond, hardening, thickening.

He used his hands to guide his hard shaft towards the portals of Lisa’s pussy. She gasped as he slowly entered her. His hands wrapped around her body, holding her hanging melon breasts as he steadied himself, slowly building up rhythm with her. Lisa synchronized her body movements to Terry’s, thrusting her arse back at him on his inwards cock thrust into her cunt, sucking down the length of my cock as he eased back out of her. It was fantastic to watch the three of us go for it together amidst the steam and bubbles of the spa. We were lost in the fantastic fuck of our threesome. Leaning back on the edge of the spa with Lisa’s hands caressing me, her mouth giving me such sensational pleasure, the sight of Terry pistoning his cock doggy fashion in and out of her pussy, his hands manipulating her swinging breasts, all added in their own way to the spontaneous excitement of our meeting. We each seemed to be well aware of the rarity and extreme eroticism of our sexual encounter. Gradually the speed of our fuck together was building up. I could feel the cum starting to steam and swell through my belly. Terry had thrown his head back, the muscles on his chest and arms knotted, as he plunged his cock in and out of Lisa. She was thrusting herself back at Terry, now no longer sucking me, instead masturbating me with her hands, her mouth gasping air, emitting groans of pleasure from deep in her throat. We all began to cum.

As we lay back in the water recuperating we all looked like we felt, worn out. Lisa suggested we dry off and take a rest on the bed, to cool off in the air conditioning. We collapsed on the bed. Her idea was a good one. Nobody moved. There was no conversation. We just lay there together, letting the air cool our skin. We were so tired but relaxed we all began to doze.

It was an hour or so later that I was awoken from a light but refreshing sleep. As my eyes opened I saw it was the movement of Lisa on the bed between Terry and I that had stirred me. She straddled Terry, kneeling over him, sliding her open gash along the length of his flaccid cock as it rested along his belly. His eyes snapped open and he was instantly awake. He hands reached up to caress Lisa’s bouncing breasts, his fingers lightly gripping each nipple. It was a position she loved.

As she continued her slide back and forth along his cock I rolled on my side, reclining on an elbow to watch. Terry’s cock began to harden and glisten wet with her juices. The glans began to suffuse deep red with colour as it expanded to full size, the veins bulging and full along the sides of the thickening shaft. Soon it was stretched to full size. Lisa raised herself off Terry briefly, gripped his cock with one hand, and placed the knob inside the open folds of her sex. She slowly sunk her body down onto him, engulfing his cock, the head briefly stretching the inner pinkness of her flesh wide, before his cock gradually disappeared inside her. Using her hands on his chest and her thighs she raised herself up, his thick shaft now completely smeared with her moisture, the knob almost popping out of her cuntal entrance, before she sank down again, burying his cock to the balls deep inside her.

Her movements increased in tempo. Her nipples had elongated and hardened to Terry’s touch. That glazed faraway look appeared in her eyes. Her mouth opened as she began to suck the air into her lungs. The orgasm built quickly. Enormous heaves shook her body. She came, grinding her cunt across Terry’s belly, orgasming with him buried completely inside her. She collapsed forward on his chest.

As Lisa came down a little off her plateau of pleasure Terry moved. He gently rolled Lisa over onto her back onto the bed beside me. He knelt between her thighs placing the swollen head of his large thick prick into the open gash of her wet sex. In classical missionary position he sunk his hard throbbing cock into her. She raised her legs and wrapped them around his waist, crossed her ankles behind his backside. Her arms went around his back pulling him down on her. Steadily and firmly he began to fuck her, his toes gripping the mattress as he fed his long thick cock in and out of her, the slapping of his balls in their sack against her upturned arse echoing around the bedroom. Lisa’s fingers began to claw at Terry’s back, her legs and ankles tightened around his bum as she pulled him into her, synchronizing with the downward thrusts of his cock. Moans from Lisa indicated the approach of her orgasm. Terry too began to groan. The muscles in his thighs and back began to knot and bulge. With a cry they both let go, deeply intertwined within each other’s flesh. Slowly Terry stopped pumping his cock, but shivers of muscular spasms continued to rack his body as his cock pumped his spunk deep inside her clasping cunt.

They broke apart; both flopped out on the bed in recovery, their bodies covered in sweat, cum dripping whitely from his cock and her open cunt. Both looked very relaxed.

Eventually Terry said he had to leave. Both he and I showered and dressed, so I could walk him down to reception, and talk about a repeat meet for the future. We left Lisa contently dozing in the middle of the bed. At reception Terry and I shook hands and he walked off to his car, while I returned to our suite.

As I inserted the key in the lock and turned the handle I could hear Lisa groaning in obvious ecstasy. I opened the door and entered the room. I was right. She was masturbating where I’d left her on the bed; a hand gripped at a nipple; the fingers of her other hand were fiercely fluttering through her sex, whipping across her clitoris. I stood and watched as she reached a massive orgasm, writhing and thrashing her body around the bed. It was fantastic, watching her, lost to everything but her own pleasure, not even knowing I was looking at her. As she reached her peak I shed my clothes. From experience I knew she would want more of the same within a few minutes.

Lisa grunted and groaned, cum wetting her hand, glistening in the open gash of pink flesh between her splayed thighs. She flung her body in one last heaving gasp, limbs spread-eagled, breathing heavily, coming down from her climb of pleasure.

I knelt naked on the bed between her legs and dipped my tongue into her open wet slash, tasting her cum and Terry’s cum mixed together. Her labia and clitoris were engorged and swollen. Her vagina was round and open, a glistening tunnel of inviting flesh. I stroked my tongue back and forth across her clit. Lisa groaned at my soft wet touch. I stuck my tongue like a miniature cock deep into her hot clutching cunt, mashing my face into her gash, thrusting into her as deeply as I could reach. My face soon was covered in her juices. Her hands grasped at the back of my head, pushing against her sex. In minutes she again orgasmed, but this time I was as close to the action as one could get. Her spasming vaginal muscles gripped at my tongue. Her clitoris hardened against my tongue. The cum ran out of her gash into my mouth. The taste was nectar, the view of her pulsating snatch magnificent. My cock bulged thick veined and rock hard. It was time for a change of position.

As Lisa recovered I lifted her up off the bed. I sat her in one of the lounge chairs, resting back, with a leg over either arm rest, her pussy gaping wide, totally exposed, waiting to be fucked. I leant over her, using the armrests to support myself. I looked down between our bodies as I slid my hard throbbing cock through the copious moisture of her open slit. Droplets of clear precum dribbled out of the eye of my cock. Lisa urged me to enter her, telling me she needed to be fucked hard, to go inside her quickly. There was no rush. I decided to tease her a little, sliding my cock along her sex slit in a gentle fucking motion, rubbing the underside of my knob, wet with her juice, across the nub of her clit. The movement got to her. She was now begging me to fuck her. Still I held off, sliding up and down the open blossom of her muff.

Lisa’s body tensed as she began to have another orgasm. As she came I leaned forward, kissing her, sucking her tongue into my mouth. Just as she peaked I raised my hips, placing the swollen knob of my cock at the entrance of her cunt. Her body writhed on the chair under me. I moved with her, keeping just the head of my cock inside her, enjoying the pleasure of her movements. The slippery wetness of her cum made my next move oh so easy. As her orgasm began to subside I slid my cock all the way into her cunt. She felt hot and wet. I buried all of my cock completely within her, completely engulfed by the muscles of her clasping flesh, the sac of my balls resting in the open gash of her sex.

I began to fuck her, deeply and rhythmically. Lisa’s hands reached around my body, gripping my arse, pulling me tightly into her on my downward thrusts. On each inward movement I was totally buried in her sex. On each outward pull I tried to pause briefly with only my knob touching the entrance of her cunt. As the pleasure built up in my mind and belly I lost myself in the practiced rhythm of our fuck. I was aware of Lisa’s own pleasure as her body and gash responded to my deep penetrating thrusts. Soon she was away, grinding her twat at me, lifting her body at me in her efforts to fully embrace all of my cock. Her body was perspiring as she was caught up in the throes of a stupendous orgasm. The feeling of impending release flooded my body. My cock began to spasm as the cum shot up the length of my shaft to spurt within the confines of Lisa’s clutching cunt.

As our respective orgasms died away I collapsed forward onto Lisa’s body. Gently we held each other, kissing, enjoying the relaxation that started to spread through our bodies. We agreed we both felt exhausted. I could feel my cock slowly shrinking inside Lisa. She has a little trick of grasping it with tensed up cunt muscles, holding it inside her. She did this now. As I lay against her we could both feel our cum dribbling out of her, down the crack of her arse across the sac of my balls.

We decided it was time for a shower. As I eased myself out of Lisa more white streaky cum ran out of her. I couldn’t resist the sight. I knelt on the floor in front of the chair and dipped my tongue into her slit, lapping our cum up like a greedy cat.

The shower refreshed us enough to leave our suite for a dreamy romantic candle lit supper in one of the hotel restaurants. Returning to our suite we were grateful to go to be drifting off to sleep in each other’s arms. It was an appropriate way to complete an eventful, interesting, exciting and memorable day.