
have no doubt I’d be ready for whatever excitement the night brings!
Hours earlier we had arrived at our first ever nude resort; after a hot and steamy afternoon by the pool, I would have sworn that the only thing my hubby would want to do was nap and order room service. I was shocked on the way back to our suite when he told me we had just under an hour to shower, dress and be ready for dinner.
Babe, are you serious? After our long day of travelling and that experience by the pool I am ready to just unpack and fall asleep! I’m spent! Aren’t you exhausted?” I asked.
“I am a bit tired, but to be honest, the last few hours just excited me more, so after a hot shower, and some food, I have no doubt I will be ready for whatever the night brings us,” he responded with a wink.
Not to be outdone, I pecked Ryan, my hubby, on the cheek, claimed first dibs on the shower and ran ahead to our suite before he could get in ahead of me.
Forty-five minutes later we were both dressed and ready to head to dinner. Along the lush paths between the bungalows, we passed other couples in various states of dress, some still in bathing suits returning from the beach or pool, others completely naked taking full advantage of the clothing optional rules.
Once inside the dimly lit restaurant we were escorted to our seats at a long dining table designed to bring couples together to chat and get to know one another. On my right was a woman in a glittery gold dress with an extreme plunging neckline and a high slit on both sides. Her partner sat across from her; he had piercing blue eyes, dimples in his cheeks, and a full head of wavy dark hair. To my left was a fiery redhead, her long locks piled on top of her head in a messy bun, her green eyes staring intently at her partner, a blond, green-eyed, much younger man wearing a vest and bow tie with no shirt, making me think of the Chippendales from eons ago.
Like the wine, the conversation flowed easily between the six of us, almost like we had been lifelong friends. The women flirted openly with each of the three men, and the men openly and greedily flirted back, occasionally reaching across the table to caress an arm, or idly stroke a finger suggestively. Following a sensual dessert of chocolate mousse, whipped cream and berries, the six of us stood and started to walk out into the open-air lobby bar for the nightly entertainment. The bar was already busy with people mingling and laughing, arms wrapped around waists, gripping hips, dropping down slowly to cup buttocks and slip under short skirts.
The night’s theme was Latin and the entertainment staff had already begun their show, a combination of fast paced, and slow, sexy dances where guests were invited to join in whenever the mood hit.
Those not dancing were either lingering around the bar, watching the performance from high conversation tables on the perimeter of the lobby bar, or lounging languidly on large double beds shadowed from the spotlights framing the lobby area.
The six of us approached the busy bar and the Chippendale from dinner, (Luke, who was with Jess) ordered a round of tequila, which made Lisa (in the plunging gold dress) and her husband Mark laugh out loud.
“Lisa gets crazy on Tequila, Luke — you sure you want to see this?”
“Absolutely, let the fun begin! And here’s how we start,” replied Luke, then grabbed Lisa, licked her long neck, took the shot, and followed it by sucking on the lime in his other hand.
Luke ordered another shot for himself, as we each reached for the remaining glasses and limes on the bar. Each of us took turns licking the necks of others within the group before shooting back the white-hot liquid and cutting the burn with the fresh lime.
When it got to be Lisa’s turn, she slowly approached me, circled an arm around my waist and turned me into her slightly. She placed her lime snugly in my cleavage, grabbed the last shot off the bar, bent over my left shoulder, then slowly ran her tongue under the neckline of my dress, over my breast, and all the way up the side of my neck before pausing and suckling gently on my ear. From there she took her shot, moved in front of me and dipped her head back towards my cleavage to pull out and suck on the lime.
The crowd at the bar hooted and hollered at her antics, and she smiled seductively at those close by as she slowly licked my salt and the lime off her lips.
We all ordered our choice of drinks, then moved to an empty bed we found just outside the bar alongside several other beds already occupied. The show was nearing the end, which meant the lobby area would quieten down considerably as people moved up to the disco, which I had been told also had a playroom, a darkened, curtained off area with an enormous bed where couples could go for some sexy play time — alone or with others.
Luke had sat down on one side of the bed, and at first glance I thought we had lost Jess to the crowd headed up to the disco, but as my eyes adjusted to the dim light, I could see she had slipped onto her knees and was actively licking the head of Luke’s fully erect cock. I smiled to myself, once again comparing Luke’s size and girth to the Chippendales I had fantasized about in my youth.
Ryan had laid down on the bed and I positioned myself under his arm with my head on his chest, fully intending to enjoy the warm night air and perhaps take a little nap; but after closing my eyes for only a second, I heard Lisa in my ear and felt her tugging on my shoulder.
“Oh no you don’t,” she said, “there is no way I am wasting my last night here without a taste of you.”
Before I had a chance to protest, Lisa was on her knees and elbows, her tight dress barely covering her tight ass and her red locks tickling my legs which she had sandwiched herself between. I could feel her warm hands, slowly moving up towards the hem of my dress, and she paused midway to suck on my inner thigh, sending a jolt of energy straight to my core.
I turned to Ryan who was eyeballing both Lisa’s ass, and Jess, who was now throat deep over Luke’s cock, her spittle dripping down her chin. He smiled at me, took my hand and placed it over the front of his pants. I could feel his heat and hardness beneath my fingers and gave him a squeeze just as Lisa’s tongue found my slit, already wet from when she had licked my neck only moments ago.
I moaned and arched my back so I could press myself deeper against Lisa’s tongue. Clearly she had done this before, I thought to myself as she swirled her tongue along my swollen clit and expertly inserted a finger inside. I could feel her sucking my clit into her mouth, racking it against her teeth gently, while inside she gently massaged my g-spot back and forth. She quickened her pace, sucking hard and releasing, rubbing back and forth inside me, and made me cum nearly instantly. She moaned in response, removed herself from inside me and straddled my hips before kissing me deeply, tongue and all. I could taste myself on her lips and grabbed the back of her head to kiss her again. I could see Mark standing next to the bed smiling, his cock clearly trying to bust its way out of his pants.
Lisa broke away from me, looked me in the eyes and said, “I’m going back down again, you taste too good not to, and I want you to cum harder and faster this time.” She then turned to Ryan, “And you sir, I want you to make ME cum, so please play with my pussy while I lick your wife.”
Ryan did not hesitate, he lifted himself off the bed and waited for Lisa to re-position herself between my legs. Once there, Lisa went right back to fingering me and licking my pussy, this time with more pressure, and a slower pace as though she wanted it to last, even though she asked me to be quick.
Behind her I could see Ryan lifting her dress, exposing the ass he had been admiring earlier. He grabbed one hip and gently smacked her white bottom, sending her deeper into my pussy and making us both moan. He looked me in the eye and brought his hand up to his mouth, slowly licked his fingers, then reached between Lisa’s spread legs. I knew he would be alternating between gently rubbing her clit, and slowly fingering her with his thick fingers, a move that always made me wet, and always made me cum.
I turned to see Mark, still at the side of the bed, his large cock now openly in his hand, stroking it up and down its full length while cupping and squeezing his balls. “Let me,” I said and Mark crawled onto the bed so I could reach him and still enjoy Lisa’s expert touch.
Mark took Lisa’s messy bun in his right hand and dropped his heavy cock onto my stomach, using his left hand to envelop and squeeze my breast. I grabbed him in my hand and started stroking him, using my thumb to gently rub the tip of his head, feeling its moist precum.
He used his right hand to expertly pull Lisa in and out of my pussy while roughly pulling the top of my dress down to expose my tits, taking my hard nipple between his thumb and forefinger and pinching it tightly.
I could barely keep from begging him to do it again, when Lisa’s expert fingers hit just the right spot inside me, sending a gush of wetness onto her lips and making me cry out in pleasure. She sat up high on her knees and Mark pulled her into him, kissing her deeply and licking my cum off her lips.
He let go of her head and she turned to Ryan, went back down on her knees and took him into her mouth. He lifted her off him, and turned around to sit on the bed next to Mark, then guided her head and mouth back down the length of his cock. I took his cue and sat up, pushing Mark off of me and sitting him down on the bed, so I could mimic Lisa’s movements.
We both nestled on our knees, our husbands’ cocks in each other’s mouths, twining our movements and circling our hands around their hips to squeeze and caress their tight asses.
“Luke,” we heard Mark say, “bring your hot wife over here with us, let’s see which one of these ladies can make us cum first.”
Luke and Jess stood from their position opposite us on the bed and out of the corner of my eye I could see him sit down next to Ryan.
“Well this isn’t fair at all,” Jess said. “Everyone is sucking someone else’s dick but me!” She pouted.
Lisa pulled away from Ryan just long enough to reply, “There’s no way I am breaking away from this one till he squirts like his wife just did.”
“I guess that means I am then,” I said and stood up in front of Mark, who pulled me into him, taking my nipple in his mouth and rolling my still pulsing clit between his fingers before patting me on the ass and sending me on my way.
Jess took my place in front of Mark and started by taking both his balls into her mouth and pulling gently — a not-so-easy feat given his size.
I moved over in front of Luke, and started to drop onto my knees but he grabbed my ass in both hands and pulled me over his legs, lifting me up off the ground and hovering me above his giant cock. His strong arms slowly lowered and lifted me up and down his length, whispering that all he wanted was a tight wet pussy on his cock, and that mine appeared to be both. He filled me wholly and deeply, reaching higher and further than Lisa had with her fingers, forcing me to moan with pleasure and tighten my grasp on his shoulders.
I looked down at Lisa still sucking my husband’s cock, and at Jess who had since moved to ride Mark like I was riding Luke. We locked eyes, and instinctively both of us reached down to grab Lisa, suggesting she too hop on for a ride.
Lisa stood and straddled Ryan, pressing her tits into his face and circling her hips over his wet cock. She took his hands and wrapped them around her waist, then reached each hand out towards Jess and I, connecting us together, and causing the three of us to move in tandem with each other.
Each of the men had their heads back, eyes closed, and were moaning softly as Lisa led the pack in her up and down, side to side circling motions. She sped up only to slow down, taking each man to the brink only to pull them back again.
I could feel what it was doing to Luke, his pressure building more and more inside me, stretching me open, making me wetter than ever before.
“This is it, ladies,” Lisa winked at us both, and started moving faster, up and down on Ryan, her tits bouncing in his face. Jess and my tits mimicked Lisa, my nipples grazing Luke’s stubbly chin, sending a whole new pleasure through my core.
I could hear Jess’s moaning turning high pitched, and see Mark’s eyes begin to flutter beneath his lids, and seconds later I could see they had both orgasmed, his jaw dropping open and her screaming, “Yes!” into the night air. Their pleasure sent me over the edge and I turned back to Luke, bent down over him and took his bottom lip into my mouth, kissing and nipping gently while he squeezed my ass tightly in his hands. When he came hard and hot inside me, I exploded over him, and fell limply against his chest, my entire body spasming in pleasure.
I could see Lisa still riding Ryan, her hands circling and squeezing his neck, and then pulling him against her as they both came in unison.
“Well,” said Lisa, “I guess Jess won that one, she definitely made Mark cum first, but I don’t think the night should end just yet. Let’s grab a drink, switch partners and see who wins the next round!”
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