Cindy, Gary, & Scott Ch. 4
Cindy, Gary, & Scott Ch. 4
After dinner on that first night, the three of us came back
to the hotel room hornier than ever. The first fucking had
just been the tip of the iceberg. On the elevator ride to
our room Scott whispered something into Gary's ear.
My husband smiled devilishly and nodded. They wouldn't
tell me what they were planning, but I knew from the look
on Gary's face that it was sure to be something hot.
As we approached the hotel room Scott took out his key and
opened the door then stood aside for me to pass through first.
I thought he was being a gentleman so I thanked him and entered
the pitch-black hotel room.
It had been daylight when we went to dinner so we hadn't
left any lights on. I wasn't sure where the light switch
was, so I stopped just inside the doorway to wait for one
of the others to turn on a light. Suddenly a strong hand clamped
over my mouth from behind and I was dragged backward into
a hard, tight embrace. Something cool and metallic caressed
my cleavage and my breathing became heavier as I realized
Scott was enacting one of my secret fantasies. I didn't
really think he had a knife; more than likely he was touching
me with the room key. Still, I had met this guy on the Net and
every horror story I'd ever heard flashed through
my mind.
He picked me up and tossed me onto the bed, where Gary pinned
me down easily and put a blindfold over my eyes.
I could tell
from the change in shadow that they turned on lights then
but I could not see them at all. Gary knew that the cotton
dress I had worn to dinner was an old one that I didn't
care about, so when I felt the first seam being torn as he
an Scott ripped it off of me I didn't mind at all. Then
they took my hands and bound them with something that felt
leathery. I couldn't move, couldn't get away,
and I had no way of knowing what they would do next. The first
touch startled me: a feather-light caress to my ankle.
I didn't know which man was touching me. The touch lasted
only a second, then it stopped and there was another caress
on my neck, stroking my hair back from my face.
They kept switching sides and areas of my body, massaging
and caressing every part in its turn, kissing my fevered
skin and licking and sucking when I least expected it. I
was moaning and writhing on the bed and my pussy was already
soaking from all the attention I was getting, and then they
each chose a breast and started sucking my nipples at the
same time. Their styles were slightly different, but I
couldn't be sure even then if I was right about which
one was my husband. They rubbed and sucked my sensitive
tits for what seemed like a lifetime, and soon I was surprised
to realize I was very close to orgasm. Gary recognized the
sounds of my moans and chuckled. I knew his laugh and knew
he was on my left side, but then they simultaneously stopped
what they were doing for a moment and I didn't know if
they had switched places.
You're not going to cum yet. I heard Scott's
voice near my feet and then my two strong men turned me over.
My back, butt and back of my thighs got the same treatment
my front side had. When they were done with that I felt two
fingers enter my pussy.
I think she likes us, Scott. Gary said, but
I didn't know if they were his fingers or if Scott held
his up for Gary to see my cunt juices glistening on them.
They flipped me back over and a few moments passed. I tried
to hear what was happening but there was just a lot of rustling.
My breasts were starting to get cold, and my nipples tightened
up even more than they already were. My senses were slightly
heightened by my lack of sight, so I soon smelled a match
burning from the direction of the bathroom. I then smelled
a fragrant, herbal scent that could only belong to one of
my husband's aromatherapy candles. I gasped and struggled
slightly.
I had told Gary again and again that I was afraid to try hot
was dripped on my breasts because I didn't want to get
burned. He had said that maybe when I least expect it he would
do it without my permission. Soon one of them came over to
me and caressed me some more. Then they suddenly spread
my legs and started licking my clit and pussy vigorously.
Finally I knew who was who. I was being eaten out by a completely
different person than my cunt was used to, and it blossomed
under the new and unfamiliar attention.
Meanwhile I could
feel hot wet droplets falling on my waiting breasts. It
felt like cum being spurted onto them and the heat only stung
a little at first impact. I started moaning all over again
and soon Scott's mouth had worked me into a frenzy.
I was thrusting my hips up to his mouth and moaning louder
and louder. Soon I came with powerful spasms in my cunt.
Scott stopped licking and thrust his cock deep into my cunt
to feel me cum around him. His thrusts kept the orgasm going
longer, and then the two men started taking turns fucking
me.
They switched places so many times I could no longer be certain
who was fucking me. I didn't know what they were doing
when they weren't fucking me except that occasionally
someone would fondle my breasts. Then I heard tell-tale
heavy breathing from the one fucking me. It sounded like
Scott. He clutched my hips and fucked harder and deeper
as he came inside my cunt, moaning my name. Then Gary got
between my legs and slid his cock in my slippery cunt, feeling
Scott's warm cum all around his cock. Scott made sure
to cum a little on my breasts, too, and Gary leaned over to
lick it off. By now I was ready again and my moaning got Gary
off. He moaned with me as we came together. The two of them
collapsed against me, and Scott gently removed my blindfold
and the belt binding my hands together. He smiled at me and
I could feel his hard-on against my leg.
I smiled back at
him as I realized the night was still young.