Suite Carol

[Nemo]

Part one. a continuence of History, herstory, ourstory

After all the things we had got up to in our years of swinging with Robert and Dee, we decided that we needed to do something different. We decided that one night we would book a suite with a spa, go out for dinner and then leisurely fuck the night away.

We arrived at the serviced apartment in the late afternoon. After settling in, we opened a bottle of wine between us. Robert went and organised the spa as he was anxious to get the girls into each other. Watching his wife fuck another woman is a major turn on for Robert. Dee put a downer on him by saying that she wanted to fuck Carol without Robert or I in the room, and promptly ordered us off to the pub.

We walked around the corner to a tavern and settled into a pint of Guinness. Robert wanted to go back after one drink, but it was his turn to buy, and I made him buy another one. We finished our drink and Robert made to leave. Although I thought it still too soon to be going back, Robert was not to be denied.

We entered the room silently, hoping to catch the girls in the act. We could hear them talking and went to investigate. Robert opened the door to the spa and walked in.

“We’re just talking” said Dee, “now get out.”

We left the room, leaving the door slightly ajar. Luckily, they did not notice. Even though the action had not yet started we were really turned on, spying through the doorway. This was just the variation we needed to spark up the relationship.

Looking through the crack in the doorway I could see the spa and I could clearly see their legs wrapped around each other’s waist. As we watched, Carol decided to move matters on. She lifted Dee’s pussy above the waterline and began sucking her clit. Dee leaned back, supporting herself on the edge of the spa with her elbows, moaning in delight as my wife devoured her.

Together, we watched my wife bring his wife to her first female initiated orgasm. Carol lowered Dee back into the water and began a long passionate kiss, exploring each other’s mouth with their tongues.

“Let me do you now”, said Dee.

They reversed position and we watched in fascination as Dee hungrily feasted upon my wife’s succulent clit. This went on for a long time before Carol orgasmed and lowered herself down into the spa.

“I’ll do you again”, said Carol, and brought Dee to another two orgasms before they quit.

“We’d better go and make the boys happy” said Carol as she got out of the spa.

 

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Part 2

Dee followed her as Robert and I opened the door and walked in. Robert made a beeline for Carol who was starting to dry herself. They started kissing and fondling each other’s genitals as I made to grab Dee. “Just a minute. I have to go to the toilet” she said. I replied that I would watch, and she giggled.

Dee sat down on the toilet and spread her legs as I knelt in front of her, my hand on her knees. A couple of droplets appeared which became a trickle, then a steady flow. I love the sound a woman makes when her urine forcefully meets the water below. Dee was laughing, amused at the sight of me watching her. As she finished, I was tempted to clean her up with my tongue, but chickened out.

We left the toilet and could see that Robert had Carol sitting on the vanity, their teeth passionately abusing each other’s neck. Tomorrow, they would publicly flaunt the shameless evidence of their adultery.

Dee wanted a glass of water, so as she drank, I sank to my knees and drank her vaginal juices, absorbing the pungent aftertaste of her recent catharsis. We finished our respective refreshments, and she helped me shed my clothes. I turned her around and she leant obligingly over the bench top. Grabbing her hips, I treated myself to her vast fleshy cavern until Dee’s breathless panting brought me to the brink.

We paused, allowing the sensation to subside then went into the lounge. She lay on the floor, I lifted her ankles over my shoulders and lay over her until her feet were touching her own shoulders, allowing me to plumb the depths of her gaping cunt. I could feel the end of my cock pushing against her cervix, as our pelvic bones colliding with each bruising thrust. Dee’s low moaning increased in intensity until she burst forth in orgasm after orgasm, each overlapping the other, as my cock continued its carnal pursuit.

I reached my zenith and wrenched my cock from her, gushing rope after rope of cum over her torso, creating vertical white rivers extending from the heights of her breasts, down the barren plains of her abdomen to the dense forest surrounding her clitoral valley. As she massaged my masterpiece into her flesh, we realised that Carol and Robert had joined us.

 

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Part 3

Carol was sitting lewdly on the other couch. Robert was on his knees in front of her, the dampness of her thighs testimony to an earlier seminal deposit. I envied the vasectomy that allowed Robert to disgorge his sperm in my wife, unimpeded by the accursed prophylactic barrier I had to endure if wanted to cum in his wife.

Dee and I watched as Robert buried his face in her cunt, devouring her swollen clit, while his member recovered from is earlier outing. Carol closed her eyes and reveled in the treatment she was getting, grinding herself against his darting tongue. With an incredible shriek, she pulled him tightly against her, her juices gushing over his face.

Robert pulled back, wiping his chin, as Carol rubbed her tormented pussy, mewling contentedly as her paroxysms receded. Recovering her composure Carol noticed Robert’s rigid member eagerly awaiting her. She slid from the couch and straddled him, wrapping her arms around his shoulders.

Carol maneuvered his cock into her and began gyrating slowly as Robert sensuously fondled and sucked her voluptuous tits. Dee and I watched as our respective partners luxuriated in each other’s body. Robert bit hard into Carol’s nipples, inciting her pelvis to ride his cock vigorously until, once again, Dee’s husband gushed forth into my wife, sending her into convulsions. Exhaustively, they clung to each other for a while, and then Carol tentatively extracted Robert from her and stood up, his cum dripping from her pussy to the floor.

Carol looked at me, her beaming face flushed with self-satisfaction, as we cherished the lewdness of the moment. I held her to me, my hand smearing Robert’s infertile sperm into her genitals. I took her hand and proudly escorted her to the bathroom. It was time for us all to clean up and dress for dinner.

 

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Time to finish this off - Parts 4 and 5

Part 4

We all washed and dressed, with Robert and I wearing our standard collar and tie outfits (there is not much else men can do in this regard). The girls excelled themselves, with black satin lingerie and short cocktail dresses. Dee wore black and Carol, powder blue. Both dresses barely covered their ass. We walked to the restaurant, publicly holding hands with each other’s partner, which is the way we entered the crowded eatery. I fantasised about bumping into someone we knew.

We were shown to a table against the wall and sat boy-girl-boy-girl. We were in good spirits and all still horny as we ate heartily and drank heavily. The girls deliberately short dresses did not afford them a great deal of modesty when seated and from where I was sitting the view was spectacular. Perving up girls’ dresses is something that has stayed with me since puberty and is one thing the bloody feminists can do nothing about.

I edged my chair closer to Carol and allowed my hand to touch her thigh. Carol kept talking as if nothing had happened. I moved my hand up her thigh to her satin crotch, causing her dress to ride up even further. I could feel the texture of the material as I ran my fingers between her thighs, stroking her clit. Still my wife kept on as if nothing was happening. What control! I determined to keep on until she stopped me. I was oblivious to our surroundings, but Carol assured me later that we had attracted attention. We realised later that people had seen me arrive with Dee and thought she was my partner and assumed that I was now groping my friend’s partner.

At one point a waiter arrived to replenish our drinks. I saw him glancing furtively in the direction of my wife’s now damp pussy. I watched him as he left, noticing him talking surreptitiously to the other staff, who could not resist the temptation of looking in our direction. We had some very attentive service from then on. Finally, Carol stood up, announcing that she was off to the toilet. She confessed the next day to needing some privacy to complete the task I had begun. While Carol was gone, I moved to within groping distance of Dee and ran my hand up her thigh and began fondling her pussy through the sensuous material of her panties.

From this vantage point I could see we were being watched, but I was drunk enough not to care. Presently my wife re-joined us and sat within groping distance of my other hand. I reached under the table with my other hand and began where I had left off. I was having a fucking ball, sitting in a crowded restaurant with a cunt in each hand. Eventually all good things come to an end (which means we ran out of booze) and we departed, retracing our steps back to the motel, hand in hand with each other’s wife.

 

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Part 5

Upon our return we opened another bottle of wine. We were all still incredibly horny and before we finished the first glass Robert was once again pawing my wife.

They were tongue kissing and rearranging each other’s clothing. Robert had Carol’s dress above her waist, exposing her satin lingerie. His hand was between her legs, stimulating her pussy. She lifted one leg and wrapped it around his thigh, masturbating herself against his hand. With his free hand, Robert unzipped Carol’s dress and slid it down to her waist, freeing her arms and revealing her lace covered breasts. Carol dropped to her knees and released his erection from his trousers, hungrily engulfing it into her expert mouth.

I had brought my video camera (VHS C) along and decided that this would be a good time to go and get it. When I returned Dee had stripped down to her stockings and had joined Carol in her oral pursuits.

Carol let Dee take over and shed her clothing. Robert removed his own clothes and embraced Carol, laying her on her back and assuming the classic ‘69’ position. Dee spread Carol’s legs apart, inserted her fingers into Carol’s yearning pussy and began darting her tongue over her swollen clit. Carol’s appreciative moans soon filled the room. She reached up and grabbed Dee’s ass cheeks, lifting her mouth to suck her clit. By this time Robert had undressed and had taken station behind his wife. Carol eased her head back to allow him access and watched as Robert entered her. Dee groaned as she felt her husband’s cock penetrate its full length.

Wanting to spice up my video, I passed Dee an empty wine bottle which she immediately inserted into my wife’s sodden gash, still lapping her clit. Carol groaned appreciatively then began massaging Dee’s clit as her husband hammered away at her. I was getting some great shots, not to mention some erotic sound effects, as each participant neared their climax. Dee was first to let loose as she writhed in ecstasy against her husband’s cock and my wife’s fingers. This, in turn, set Robert off. His eyes closed, sweat poured down his face and his come poured deep into his wife’s receptive cunt, overflowing onto Carol’s waiting face below. Dee pounded the empty wine bottle harder and faster into Carol until she joined her friends in a mind-blowing orgasm. They collapsed in a heap, stroking and caressing each other, whilst they caught their breath.

After that I retired my camera and we all retired to the bedroom where we sucked and fucked for a couple of hours before the girls gave in to exhaustion. Robert and I were not fully spent yet. I decided I would go out for a drink. My last vision of that night was Dee fast asleep on the bed with an insatiable Robert next to her still fucking my also fast asleep wife.

Here's a pic. I have a short video as a wmv file but the site won't let me upload it.