As the sun began to set over the luxurious resort, Demi found herself drawn towards the glamorous world of the jet set babe. Her curious nature, coupled with a growing desire for adventure, pushed her to explore the untamed realm of the elite, a world she had only glimpsed from afar.
One Saturday just around lunchtime, Rick had gone to watch the game at a sports bar with his alumni. Demi had been at home alone, bored. Rick was bored too, the game wasn’t much fun, it wasn’t really his thing anyway — he just enjoyed socializing.
At halftime he started texting her some scenarios. “You bent over the headboard, blindfolded,” was the one that got her hot. He told her to warm up with some toys, which she did, listening to some voice notes he sent her from the bathroom. “Slide the g-spot wand in but don’t turn it on,” and “pull it out, turn it on, then sit on it slowly.” He was rock hard; she was enjoying herself too.
When the game resumed he got chatting to one of the guys, Hunter. Neither of them was drinking much and it turned out Hunter didn’t drink much because he preferred weed, now that it was legal. Rick hadn’t used it in a while and was keen to get baked again. Hunter invited him over after the game. Rick loved showing his hot wife off so he asked if he could bring her too.
Rick drove home alone, texting instructions to Demi, who had already had two big orgasms and was building herself up again. He didn’t say anything about going to Hunter’s place.
He got home; she was standing at the top of the stairs, naked, smiling, her graceful form just so touchable. That smooth skin, perfect feminine lines, pink pussy engorged and drawing him in as he climbed the stairs. Small, perfect pink nipples sitting on top of her tits, angled up just right. He stopped on the second last step and took his cock out. She came closer, turned around and lay down, her pussy right on the edge of the top stair.
She was very wet. He hovered his hands over her form, just so the tiny hairs on her back stood on end; she could feel the warmth of his hands. He didn’t touch. He kept tantalizing her, slowly positioning his cock in front of her pussy. The first actual touch was his cock, straight into her pussy, slowly, but all the way in on the very first thrust. She groaned loudly and then he grabbed her hips and started pulling her butt cheeks around as he fucked in and out hard. She was dripping and oozing liquid as he dug his fingernails in, then held her head down against the floor. He kept thrusting deep until he was about to cum, then slowed to a stop before slipping out.
She got up to change position, but that was when he told her they were going out. No panties allowed. A low cut top. She couldn’t bear to wait, she kept grabbing him and whimpering, begging for more fucking. It was a while before they finally got going.
Hunter lived in a neat little bachelor pad, with a herb garden in a secluded courtyard behind it, full of one particular kind of herb. He had been alone a while, being a gentle soul, and having been through a rough breakup with a man-eater of a woman a year or so before. Weed was his sanctuary, where he could be himself without fear.
Demi liked him straight away: good looks, nice guy. Rick was enjoying watching Demi flirt with him, Hunter trying his best not to stare down her top. They chatted, had some edibles, and quickly got to the munchies. They sat on cushions in the warm afternoon sunshine with a tray of snacks, laughing at everything. When they were all relaxed, Hunter was sitting facing Rick and Demi. Rick started running his hands over Demi’s body, subtly at first, showing his affection very naturally, but getting hotter all the time. It reached the point where Hunter started to notice. Hunter couldn’t ignore Rick’s hands cupping Demi’s tits under her shirt.
Hunter looked away, not sure how to react, but Rick reassured him, “It’s ok, as long as it doesn’t make you uncomfortable, I like seeing her appreciated.” Demi was quick enough to see the bulge in Hunter’s pants grow as he bit his lip, then said how cool that was.
As Hunter warmed up to the idea, Rick popped Demi’s tits out of the neck of her shirt and fondled her shoulders and her décolleté, her hair flowing wild over his hands just the way he liked. Demi was melting, baked, enjoying the sensations and the synesthesia now setting in. Rick was enjoying it just as much. Hunter was a little more accustomed to the weed, but he was enjoying the show all the same. This was a good scenario for Demi, a connection not too close but also not a stranger. She was enjoying her switch being flipped and yet she still felt like she was in control. They kept chatting while Demi wriggled out of her jeans, before telling the boys she didn’t mind if they took their clothes off. Rick looked at Hunter, Hunter looked at Rick, and they both started undressing at the same time.
Hunter’s cock was standing at full salute, in the sun. He wasn’t touching it, just letting it stand there as he enjoyed the spectacle. He had a decent cock, fair size and good shape, straight and symmetrical.
Rick sat behind Demi, his erection resting in the small of her back, the base of it in the cleft between her cheeks. She sat with her knees in front of her, which Rick gradually coaxed open. He was looking over her shoulder and biting her neck as the sun shone on her perfect, soft, pink pussy, smoothy waxed, her face flushed at the exhilaration of letting Rick do what he wanted. Hunter was a true gentleman, didn’t do anything lewd and didn’t even ask to touch. Just enjoyed watching. Rick put a hand down each of her thighs, slowly letting each index and middle finger down to her pussy, gently fumbling the outer lips open so Hunter could get a better view of her wet oyster.
Demi didn’t know where to look. Hunter was staring, all was silent. No movement except Rick’s fingers folding her lips back, refolding them and pulling them back again. He kept playing with her like this for ages. Pressing her lips together, opening, putting his fingers in, circling her clit. She hadn’t intended to let herself go like this just yet, but she shook as she came, her whole body convulsing as she reached her arms back to grab Rick’s hair. The view of her tits like this was almost too much for Hunter. After she calmed down a bit, she rolled onto her belly, and Rick fucked her. Her g-spot was throbbing and now she started making eye contact with Hunter, her face flushed. Rick licking along the length of the veins sticking out of her neck. He loved being watched. He was proud of her. Didn’t want to finish just yet.
“You have an incredible body,” said Hunter as they were calming down a bit.
“Thanks,” said Demi. Then after a pause, “Would you like to touch?”
Disbelieving his luck, Hunter fumbled around a bit, relishing touching such a hot woman like this, but he was still quite moderate and respectful with her. She asked if he wanted to be touched, he nodded assent and she started gently stroking his cock. He could not have hoped for more, and at that point he thought he was about to get the best handjob of his life. Hunter lay back, Demi straddled over him and let her tits drag over his chest, while Rick ran his hands over her. She kept stroking his cock, then lay it flat on his belly as she sat on it, her outer lips just caressing the shaft. She rocked her cameltoe over him slowly; he tensed up, about to cum, stopping himself just in time as she climbed off.
Rick’s turn again. He patted a concrete bench next to her, to indicate where she should lean. She bent over, her soft tits squishing into the warm concrete, the contrast between rough and smooth accentuating the softness of her femininity. Her knees on the cushion, she tilted her ass up and both boys watched as Rick slid his cock into her pussy from behind. A minute or two of fucking, he felt like he was eating her, like biting down into a burger when you’re really hungry, it was so tangible, as he rocked back and forth, his request burning in his thoughts. Should he ask her? Should he just finish here? It was so much fun either way, but the thought made him so hot. It always made him hot, this idea. Finally Rick got up the courage to ask her. He slowed down, curled his body down over hers, his lips on her ear. “I want to watch his cock slide into you. Will you do that for me?”
Demi felt the blood rushing in her ears. She was so nervous, didn’t want to go too far and ruin it, but it was so hot. Maybe. Maybe a few thrusts. All silent, Demi’s move. “On my back, or like this?” Rick nearly came as he heard that. He lay on the cushion, asking her to straddle him, to get a really close view. She invited Hunter to put his cock into her. Ground rules were, follow the lady’s instructions, no cumming inside. Hunter gladly accepted. He knelt behind her, not knowing where to put his hands. In the end he stroked her back up and down smoothly as Rick grabbed her hips from below.
Demi wet the tip of Rick’s cock with her saliva and fondled it, aiming to mimic where Hunter was with her. Rick gazed up as Hunter’s cock slowly parted the lips of her pussy. He watched the shaft slide in deliciously slowly. Hunter thrust in and out of her gently, if a little robotically at first, but respectfully. Then he went faster and faster, until he pulled out and came. All the while Rick’s cock was experiencing the same in Demi’s hands, one hand squeezing the base and keeping his foreskin back, the other hand sending his head into sensory overload. She let go of his shaft and grasped his balls firmly as he came, his cum shooting up onto her chin and neck, and landing on his belly where she rubbed her tits in it.
Later on the way home, Rick thought to himself that he’d just checked an item on his sexual bucket list, being cuckolded. Meanwhile Demi was planning the order in which she’d fuck all of his friends.
With a mix of trepidation and excitement, Demi placed her hand in Ricks arm. She knew that her life was about to change forever, for better or for worse. Together, they ventured into the heart of the jet set realm, where desires were unleashed and boundaries were shattered, leaving only the echoes of forbidden pleasures in their wake.
To read more juicy stories or to shop this look join our exclusive SLAY VIP LINGERIE CLUB HERE
Don’t worry your escapades are safe with us.
I have a growing desire for Xtreme Adventures!
