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My Man Rick 2
After my blond Adonis left, I whiled away a couple of hours reading and snoozing on a chaise on the porch of our bungalow until Jen came home from her lunch with Ingrid. She leaned over and kissed me awake, a reverse of the prince waking the sleeping princess.
"Wake up my prince charming," she said as I opened my eyes, a little groggy from my mid-day nap. She looked really hot leaning over me in her white tee shirt, no bra on beneath, and her pink shorts. My cock stirred in my Speedos. I had not changed out of them after fucking my Adonis.
"How was lunch?" I asked.
"Great," she answered. "Ingrid is really nice and we have so much in common. We seem to like a lot of the same books and music, and it turns out that we have some friends in common from our college years, even though we went to different schools. Go figure. Small world, huh?"
"You know, babe, I was thinking about those two, and wondering if they might like to, uh, play a little." My cock stirred again, and I reached down to adjust its position in my swim suit.
"Well, funny you should say that, Ricky, cuz during lunch our conversation turned to men and our marriages. They have been married a lot longer than us--six years--and it sounds like it has been pretty good. Of course, us girls talk about sex just like guys do, and I was bragging about you and how hot you are in bed, and she was doing the same. As the conversation progressed, I confessed that we had done a little experimenting with other couples--though I didn't say anything about you and other guys and won't until we know them better and you say it's OK."
"I appreciate that, babe," I said.
"Anyway, I mentioned that we had found out about this resort from another couple in our swingers group, and she said, "Us too."
I kinda did a double-take and said to her "You mean you've been playing around too?"
She said, "Yeah, we started about a year ago, and have had a hot time with it. We always had a hot time together in bed, but it has been even better since we started swinging."
"Awesome," I said, hoping that she had tried to set up a play-time with them.
"Yeah," she said. "I learned that they also had chosen this place because of the prospect of finding some new playmates. I told her how much I liked watching you fucking other women at sex parties, and how much fun it was to make it with other men. I told her how popular you are because of your hot body and big cock.
She let on that Malik has a huge cock too. I said, `How big?"
She said, "He's at least nine and a half by six and the first time we fucked I thought he was going to rip me open, but he ate me out for a long time, and by the time he put it in, I was begging for it."
"Cool, huh?"
My cock really started stirring now, thinking about what it would be like to have sex with Malik and Ingrid, that is if he would go for doing it with another guy.
"It would be hot to get together for some fun with them," I said.
"Already done," she said, with a smug smile on her face. "After watching you watching them last night, I knew that you would want to have a session with them. We are going to have dinner tonight at seven and then come back here for some fun and games."
"Jen, babe, you are so cool," I said and pulled her down on top of me. My cock was now super-hard, and she dry-humped me with her shorts and my Speedo between us as we made out for a little while.
"I want to fuck you again, Ricky," she said, "but let's save it up for tonight, OK?"
"Damn. Well I guess that's OK," I said.
"So what did you do while we had lunch?" she asked.
"I ordered a club sandwich from room service," I said, "and the guy who delivered it was the same hot boy who was our breakfast waiter. I fucked him. I just couldn't help myself," I said with a devilish smile. I knew she wouldn't mind.
"In fact, I asked him to come back tomorrow when he is off his shift for a more leisurely session. I don't know if he has ever done a three-way with a hetero couple before, but I thought that maybe you could, you know, `walk in on us' after we start. I would be a great evening. What do you think?"
"You know you're a very bad boy, " she said, pouting. Then smiled: "Yeah that sounds like fun," she said, "I'm on."
"Awesome," I said. "This looks like it will be a great vacation!"
We went back out to the beach for the rest of the afternoon, just lying in the lowering sun, and doing some reading. We would save sailing, windsurfing and all that for tomorrow. About six, we went back to our bungalow and took a shower together. Again, I was so horny, that I was instantly erect in the shower with her as we soaped each other up. She slowly stroked my cock as we kissed in the shower, then dropped to her knees and sucked me for a while. Neither of us wanted to cum now. We wanted to save it up for later, but we couldn't keep our hands to ourselves.
"Are you going to try to get Malik to have sex with you?" she asked, as she stroked and caressed my erection. I reached down to massage her clit while we stood under the warm water.
"I hope he will," I said. "Some guys are OK about crossing the line, and others are really threatened. We'll see. I'll take it easy with him though until I understand what he'll do. What about you and Ingrid? You know, I always get so turned on watching you with another woman."
"I think Ingrid will be cool. I didn't ask her, but my intuition is that she is OK."
We were both getting too excited with each other's hands all over the other, and talking about the prospects of what would happen that evening, so we rinsed off, stepped out and dried off. We went into the bedroom to get dressed for dinner, and my cock slowly deflated as we did so.
Jen put on a set of really provocative lacy bikini underwear, and then a short, sexy pale green dress and backless, low heels. I put on a pair of low-cut briefs, blue with white trim, that emphasized my package, a pair of soft light slacks and short-sleeve silk shirt that draped across my chest in a very sexy way. I left the top two buttons open. I slipped into flip-flops. We took out sex supplies and placed them strategically near the bed and Jacuzzi, and in the living room, so that we would be ready for our little party later.
The resort had thoughtfully placed candles around the rooms, and the lights were on dimmers, so we could adjust the lighting mood just as we wanted. We poured a glass of wine and settled down to sip and talk until a few minutes to seven when we headed out to door for dinner.
At dinner, we took a table on the edge of the patio. Our waiter was the blond Adonis, and he winked at me as we sat down. I saw that Jen did not fail to notice that. She turned to me and licked her lips and winked.
Ingrid looked stunning: blond, tanned, wearing a flowing pink loose-fitting dress that draped over her shapely breasts and hips. Her movements were graceful, but natural. Sexy but not exaggerated. Malik showed up in white pants and a white silk tee that draped over a body that was clearly well built. It made his coffee-cream skin look warm and dark and made his sexy gray eyes sparkle. Yesterday, he had been in clothing that did not reveal as much, and I had not appreciated that his body was cut and super-hot. He shook my hand firmly, and smiled a dazzling smile.
Dinner went smoothly. Jen and Ingrid were already very relaxed with one another, and under the influence of a couple more glasses of wine, Malik and I warmed to each other. My cock felt half-hard most of the meal. I kept fantasizing about having sex with Malik, though I knew that sex with Ingrid would be exciting too.
Malik's nipples--Ingrid's too--poked provocatively through their soft tops, driving me crazy. At one point, I leaned over toward Malik to ask him a question, and noticed that the bulge in his pants seemed more prodigious than before. Clearly, his mind was on the sex party to follow.
We finished dessert, signed our checks. "Ready?" I asked everyone.
"Yes," the women answered in unison.
"Let's split," said Malik. When he stood up, I could clearly see that his package betrayed his excitement.
We were all anxious to begin, and we walked briskly back to Jen's and my bungalow. When we got there, I turned the lights on and dimmed them, then lit the dozen or so candles around the place while Jen opened a bottle of wine and poured.
Beginnings with a new couple are always a bit awkward, but we had had some experience, and so Jen asked Ingrid and Malik, "What do you guys like to do?"
Malik looked a little shy, but Ingrid piped up, "Well, pretty much everything. I mean it is really hot so see Malik fucking another woman, or to watch her trying to deep-throat his huge pole. And I like to have him eat my cunt while I suck another guy."
I said, "Do you like making love with another woman?"
She looked at Jen and smiled, and said, "Yeah, I think that's really hot and it totally turns on Malik."
I said, "Have you ever watched Malik having sex with another guy?"
"Hey, wait, I've never done that," protested Malik. "I'm not gay."
"Well," I said, "it's not as if your suddenly gay. But everybody has a bi side. I've never met anyone who didn't. I mean, I bet you copped a lot of looks at other guys in gym or at the health club and wondered about it, what they would look like erect, how it would feel to touch them. I bet you even jerked off with other guys when you were younger, wondering what it would feel like to have them doing you or what another guy's hard cock would feel like in your hand."
"Well, yeah, those are pretty normal things, I guess, especially when you're a horny teenager," said Malik. "Still, I don't know about having another man's body next to mine, or kissing him, sucking his cock, having him suck me, or fucking him. That just seems too weird. What about you, Rick? Have you been with another man?"
"Yeah, lots," I said, deciding to be completely honest, and I think I shocked him because he saw me as being so masculine, and somehow probably equated sex with other men as something only swishy guys would do. I told them about my bi life, starting in high school. I stopped short of telling them that I had fucked our dinner waiter earlier today.
Jen said, "How about this? Let's start by performing for each other. Each couple knows what they do best, and is most comfortable with. Then we can mix it up, OK?"
Ingrid said "Who's gonna go first?
I said, "We'll flip a coin," and took a quarter out of my pocket. "Heads goes first, you call it, OK?" and I flipped the quarter and slapped it down on the back of my left hand with my right hand.
Malik said, "Heads," and I uncovered the coin. It was heads.
"You guys are first," I said. They smiled a little shyly, but moved over near the couch, and we stood away near the doors to the patio and Jacuzzi.
As they moved together, I could see a pretty large tent at Malik's crotch. He was definitely wearing boxers, which did nothing to constrain his cock like briefs would have. He was primed and ready to go. I wondered how long he would last in this initial show.
They moved into a deep kiss, Ingrid moving her hands up and down Malik's arms, pushing up the fabric of his silk tee so that we could see his tight biceps, and defined muscles. His hands slowly slid down her back to her ass, and pulled the thin fabric of her dress against her shapely ass. It was wide and soft, but not one of those gargantuan female asses. She ground her pelvis against him and he thrust back, pushing his tented pants into her crotch. Their kisses were deep and very long.
Then they backed off just a little, kissing more lightly, letting their tongues flick back and forth with each other, kissing eyes, and chins, while Ingrid stepped a little away from Malik and slipped her hands under the bottom of his tee. Slowly, she pushed them up, bring the shirt with her, revealing his fantastic physique.
He had that physique that I have seen on a lot of black men and that somehow seems effortless: a very slim waist, broad shoulders, superb definition, no fat whatsoever. His abs were absolutely beautiful: a washboard of ripped muscles. As she pushed his shirt up on his pecs, we could see the flat slabs of muscle, overhanging very slightly the torso underneath, separated by that little bumpy ridge along the midline. Malik probably worked out some, but I have seen that kind of body on black men that never saw the inside of a gym.
She kept pushing his shirt up, and he raised his arms so that she could push it off him. When he did so, we could see his lats stretching, and his ribs showing beautiful ridges of muscle between them. His body was smooth and flawless, with its wonderful, warm coffee-cream color. His nipples stood out hard, prominent and erect, surrounded by dark chocolate aureoles.
If my blond Adonis waiter had a body to die for, this one would kill you and send you straight to heaven. I knew that I had to have him, and somehow, I realized then that I could. I vowed to take his M4M virginity so that he would never want to go back to women exclusively.
When she was done, they kissed some more, and then he started pulling up her long dress, revealing her tan, shapely legs, and her hips,--look, ma! no underwear!--slowly on up, revealing a slim, soft torso, and then a pair of firm, small tits, smaller than Jen's, until she, too, raised her arms and she stood there naked, except for her low sling-back heels.
They pulled together in another kiss, this time her tits crushing up against his chest and his hand moving down between her legs to caress he cunt softly. She moaned softly and moved her hands around between them as they kissed and unbuckled his belt, then unbuttoned his pants, unzipped him and pushed them down over his cock-tented silk boxers, letting them drop to the floor.
He kicked them away and kicked off his sockless slip-ons. Finally, we could see almost all of him: his strong back, his muscular, almost hairless legs, his firm, tight, round ass filling out the smooth silk of his boxers, and that enormous tent in front of him, where Ingrid was wrapping her slender fingers with long, pink-painted nails around his cock encased in silk.
Both Jen and I gasped. During the time that we had been having extracurricular fun, we had never done anything with a man that big. I didn't know if she had ever had sex with a guy that big. I had met a couple of gay men with cocks this big--one of them a black man too--but I had not encountered a cock like that for a number of years.
Ingrid and Malik separated and she turned her attention to his nipples, moaning while he kept gently massaging her clit as she slowly rotated her hips. I was glad to see that he reacted so well to the nipple stimulation. It is something that virtually all gay men do, but in my experience, few straight men understood the pleasures of nipple-play, and I guessed that that might be an entre into sex with him later on.
She started kissing her way down the smooth skin on his chest, using both her tongue and lips to work her way closer to the enormous prize between his legs.
"Yeah, you know where you're goin', baby," he said softly as she worked her way down until she was on her knees in front of him.
She kissed his cock though the silk of his boxers, then the moment came: she hooked her fingers into his waist-band and pulled them down, bending his cock down between his legs and she slowly pulled them down, her tongue and lips following. A she pulled them down, we could see his sex little by little.
The first thing we noticed was that his pubes, like hers, were shaved smooth. The next thing that showed was the very top of his cock, and nestling there around his cock and scrotum was a golden cock-ring, studded with either diamonds or rhinestones. It didn't matter which. It just looked dramatic and sexy as hell.
She kept pulling, and inch by inch his thick manhood was revealed to us, until almost nine inches of shaft had appeared and the elastic of his boxers slipped over the edge of his cock-head. She pulled the last little way, and his cock sprang free, and ricocheted up to slap against his belly before settling to its final state, pointing up from his balls at a strong angle, curving slightly up, the cut head dark and glistening. Some black men have cock heads that are almost pink, and others have cocks that are almost uniformly dark-colored. Malik's was the latter, and in fact, it was the member you would expect to see on a man whose skin was much darker than his. It was quite simply a work of art.
Ingrid took it in both hands and brought it to her mouth, kissing the end and circling the glans with her tongue, before taking him into her eager lips and starting to suck him.
"Oh, yeah, baby, you do that so good," he moaned as she worked about a third of it into her mouth.
That much was quite a mouth-full because he was so thick. As she sucked him and worked the head and the sensitive part just under it, she stroked the base of his cock with one hand and massaged and manipulated his balls with the other.
Both of them were moaning, and Malik was gently pumping his cock in and out of her mouth. He, of course, had realized over his sex life that his cock was a weapon that could probably choke his partner to death if he wasn't careful, so he worked it gently into her mouth and throat. Watching the low light and flickering candles glint off of his spectacular torso as she sucked, his head thrown back in ecstasy, was another treat.
I had had some pretty hard erections so far today, but now my cock felt harder than it had ever been. Jen was staring intently at the scene in front of us and absent-mindedly rubbing her hands over her breasts through the fabric of her dress. I moved around behind her and put my arms around her, nestling my cloth-enclosed erection between her buns and whispering in her ear, "Geez, Jen, they're really hot, aren't they?"
"Uh-huh," she murmured. I let one of my hands move down to the hem of her dress, and lifted it to give me access to her panties. I slipped it inside and started working he clit slowly in time to Ingrid's sucking. Jen, in turn, moved her hands behind her and started working my cock through my pants.
Ingrid and Malik wanted to give a good show, but they knew that we had our show to do, and then there would be fun among all four of us, so they didn't want it to last too long. Anyway, we were all so horny now that finishing the first round was urgent. So, after sucking Malik for a couple of minutes, Ingrid pushed him down so that he was sitting on the sofa. She stood up and he bent forward, sticking out his tongue. She moved up until its tip was at her clit, and then they worked together, him lapping and sucking at her, her moving her hips so that his tongue stimulated her just right. A couple of minutes of that and she was whimpering loudly, and was clearly climaxing for the first time this evening.
I've always envied women's ability to climax nearly non-stop. Of course, men can cum multiple times in a session, or at least a lot of them can, but after three or four at the most, most of us need a few hours to reload our ammunition before doing it again. I know that a lot of women almost never experience orgasms, and I attribute that more than anything to their partners. But perhaps some women are better at letting themselves go and melting into the feelings of sex more completely, and thus are able to keep cumming for a long time.
Malik took her first climax as a sign to move on to what we were all waiting for: his cock in her cunt. He moved his mouth away, turned her around and scooted forward so that his hips were on the edge of the sofa, and his cock was pointing almost straight up. She backed up and bent her legs, holding his erection in her hand and guiding it to her wet vagina.
There it was at the outer lips, then we saw it move against her inner lips, and then slowly, slowly disappear into her cunt. We couldn't believe that such a huge thing could fit inside, but she had experienced this probably thousands of times before and had no problem at all. As she settled on the last inch, they both sighed deeply, moans really, before she started to push herself slowly up and down on his cock.
The kept up the same slow pace, for the next few minutes, Ingrid assisting herself by massaging her clit with one hand as they fucked, and playing with his balls with the other. Malik put his hands on her hips and using his strong arms, helped to move her up and down just the way he wanted. It was incredibly hot to watch his well-muscled arms and chest working as then made love.
They sped up just a little, and he started moving his hips in response to her, moving up to meet her cunt as she descended on it, then pulling out almost all the way as she rose again. A little faster. Now he was sitting up behind her, using one arm to help move her and the other hand reaching around to work on her clit. Her moans were louder now and we could see that she was cumming again.
Now, as she rode his cock, she took her hand and stimulated the shaft as it pulled out, and plunged back in. "I'm gettin' close," Malik gasped, "here it comes," And with that, Ingrid pulled off his cock, stood up, and bent his cock forward between his legs, just as he began to pump cum into the hand she held to catch it, while she pumped her other hand on his cock until his orgasm finished. She looked down at his load appreciatively and then put it to her lips and lapped it up.
She turned around, pulled him to his feet and they kissed a long kiss, before turning to us, smiling and giving a little bow, Malik's erection beginning to subside just a little.
Jen said, "That was really hot, you guys. I hope we can give you as good a show. Malik, you're not going home until I get to ride that piece of yours."
"Me too," I said, with a smile. I'm not sure that Malik knew how serious I was about that.
Next it was Jen's and my turn. We traded places and stood in front of the sofa. Our kissing and getting out of clothes was pretty much like theirs, except that, of course, Jen had on her sexy underwear and we spent a little time teasing our viewers with a slow removal and her humping her bikini-clad crotch against the erection in my briefs.
However our next move was a bit different than theirs. To one side of the sofa was an upholstered chair without arms, but a nice soft back and deep seat. I moved with Jen over to it, and pulled her around behind. We worked off each other's briefs until we stood entirely naked. We heard Malik exclaim "Beautiful tits" as he saw Jen's breasts revealed in the soft light. They are firm but bigger and fuller than Ingrid's.
And for her part Ingrid smiled and said "That's a hot cock, Rick!" I was glad that she could be impressed with it even though I was smaller than Malik by a good inch and a half.
Jen stood on her toes so that she could perch her seat on the edge of the back of the chair, and she spread her legs wide. Ingrid and Malik were seeing us from the side. I kissed Jen then moved slowly southward on her body with my lips and tongue until I reached her clit, and started to work on her. I can bring Jen to climax very quickly that way, and sure enough, within about a minute she was muttering low screams and shuddering as her orgasm began. My cock was raging hard between my legs, and I badly wanted relief, but I knew if I touched myself, I wouldn't last long
As Jen continued climaxing, she lay back so her shoulders were on the front edge of the seat of the chair and her cunt was pointing into the air from the top of the back of the chair. I moved around to the other side, so that I could bend over, bracing my arms on the back of the chair as I ate her out, and my cock was in a perfect position to plunge into her mouth. Because of my position, my legs were flexing, and my shoulders, and arms were flexing as we worked, so my muscular body was on display to our viewers as we pleasured each other.
We kept up our 69 for a few more minutes, and then I knew that I had to go for the finish. Jen had continued to have serial orgasms as I ate her, so I knew she was more than ready for a fuck. I moved back around the other side of the chair, and her cunt was in a perfect position for penetration. I moved up to her, and without any guidance from my hands or hers, slipped it slowly into her waiting vagina.
I held on to her legs and hips as we fucked, working slowly, going with long strokes, sometimes withdrawing completely and then plunging back in again. I started speeding up, and as I did so, took Jen's arms and pulled her up into a sitting position on the back of the chair. I then pulled her into a kiss and she locked her legs around my hips and I picked her up and pushed her up and down on my cock. She was climaxing once again, moaning and whimpering, and I felt myself build to the coming explosion.
Still fucking her, I moved around to the front of the chair, and as I felt the sperm rising, I withdrew, sat her on the chair and aimed my cock at her mouth. She opened, and I started spewing my cum onto her waiting tongue. When I was done, she closed her mouth, swallowed then deep-throated me for a half a minute or so, cleaning off the rest and pulling the last few throbs from my cock.
I pulled her up into a kiss, and we turned and bowed to the claps of Malik and Ingrid. I noticed that Malik was completely hard again and I suspected that he was going to be ready for more any time.
Jen said, "Grab your wine, and let's unwind in the Jacuzzi for a while." So we refilled our glasses and slipped into the bubbling water, Jen and me on one side of the tub, Malik and Ingrid on the other.
For the next few minutes, we unwound, sipped our wine and chatted, taking a rest before the next round.
I asked them about their swingers group. They had started about a year ago, and there were about ten active couples from their early 30s to early 50s. They rotated meeting at the home of one of the couples and there were usually a couple of months that they didn't meet, like during the holidays and in August when a lot of them were away on vacation, so each couple hosted once a year. If a couple left the group, there was usually someone in the group who knew someone looking to join. They said that there was a big variety of body types and sexual tastes, but that Malik was especially popular with the other women because of his cock size and fantastic body. He was the only African-American in the group.
They asked about us and I told them about our groups. We belonged to two. One was a small group, just six couples, who met once a month, and rented a hotel suite for our party. Everyone in that group was in their thirties, except for me, who was the oldest.
The other group was much bigger, around thirty couples, and we met every two weeks at a private club, which hosted other such groups. Usually there were about fifteen couples in attendance, and the age range and body types were much more diverse in that group.
I personally liked the variety. I had had some fantastic sex with one of the women in that group, who was a superb cock-sucker, was overweight, and loved to ride me while her huge tits and rolls of fat around her waist and in her hips jiggled provocatively. There was a skinny younger man in that group that loved to fuck Jen in all sorts of contorted positions. It was kind of his specialty, and many of the women were not limber enough for his tastes.
The talk of our swinger's clubs was making us horny again, and Ingrid said, "So what do you guys want to do next?"
Malik said, "I think it would be really hot to see you two girls together."
"I second that," I piped in, knowing that Malik would have to be sitting next to me while Jen and Ingrid had sex with each other.
Jen moved over next to Ingrid, and Malik moved next to me, his huge cock completely erect as he stood up to change places.
Jen put her hand around Ingrid's neck, and pulled her into a kiss. For the next few minutes they kissed passionately, and Malik sat next to me, staring in rapt concentration, slowly stroking himself under the water. My cock was also fully erect, and throbbing for action again.
The girls continued kissing, and stood up, their bodies smooth and glistening with water. Their hands moved to each other's crotches, and they started massaging clits, probing cunts, letting their hands move over each other's bodies with passionate abandon.
"Shit, that is sooooo hot," Malik exclaimed.
"Here, let me help you out," I said softly to him, moving closer and putting my hand around his hard pole.
He brushed me away, and said, "I told you I'm not gay."
"Yeah, I know you're not. Just doing stuff with a guy doesn't mean you're gay," I said. "You're just exploring a side of your sexuality you maybe didn't know existed. You'll always want women because that's the way you're hard-wired. But you're missing a whole world of really hot feelings when you reject doing it with a guy. You saw me having hot sex with Jen a few minutes ago. That was the second time today. I can't get enough of sex with her. But, guess what?"
"What?" he asked.
"You know that blond waiter who served us at dinner?"
"You mean that muscular gay guy?" he said.
"Yeah. I think he's pretty hot. In fact I fucked him today."
"No way!" exclaimed Malik. "Where'd that happen?"
"He brought me room service for lunch, and I let him know I wanted more room service than the sandwich, and he was only too happy to oblige."
"But, you're all man," Malik said.
"Having fun with a guy doesn't make me any less a man," I said. "In fact, maybe more. I'm just enjoying a different part of the experience of being a guy. C'mon and try it," I said, "You're missing a lot of fun, and you can totally trust me not to let it past here."
With that I grabbed his big cock and started slowly stroking it as I pulled his lips to mine. He was still resistant, but I felt his resistance slowly melt as he decided he wouldn't lose his masculinity by enjoying the body of the man he had just seen fucking a woman.
We kissed for a while, and then settled back to watch the girls making out. I moved my hand to Malik's chest and started working on the nipple closest to me. Of course, I already knew how much he liked having his nips worked. I let my hand move over his smooth, hard chest and back down over his ripped abs to his cock and balls. I found his hand and moved it to my cock, and he tentatively took it in his hand, the first time that he had probably felt another man's erection, and started to stroke me.
Gradually, he mimicked my moves: feeling my chest, working my nipples, nibbling my ears, kissing my neck, cupping my balls, feeling my thighs. I could feel his excitement growing as he got into it. Pretty soon, neither of us was paying attention to Jen and Ingrid, even though Jen's moans were getting louder as she sat on the edge of the Jacuzzi with Ingrid lapping eagerly at her clit.
"Let's take this to the bedroom," I said softly to Malik.
He didn't hesitate an instant. He was definitely with the program now. When he stood up, I ran both hands up and down his magnificent erection, imagining the attention I would give it when we got to the bed. He stepped out of the Jacuzzi, picked up a towel and quickly dried off. I did the same, and followed him to the bedroom, watching his beautiful muscular back, narrow waist and firm globes of his ass, all his caf-crme skin glowing in the candlelight.
When we got to the bedroom, he took the initiative of lying down on the bed, his legs spread, his arms held up to welcome me. I almost literally dived on top of him, lying chest-to-chest, my hard eight inches of man-meat pressed against his thick nine and a half. I could almost feel the throbbing beat of his heart through my cock. I was totally turned on by the feel of his smooth muscular chest against my hairy one, and he seemed to be relishing the first time feeling a hairy, muscled chest against his. He pulled me into a hard hug with his strong arms, and wrapped his legs around my thighs, pushing his pelvis up into mine as our mouths met for another deep kiss.
We kept up the kissing and dry-humping for several minutes, rolling around on the bed, so that he was on top, then back again with me on top. His hands were exploring all over me, relishing the feel of my muscular body. It was like he had had an epiphany, and was suddenly diving into the deep end of the pool of man-to-man sex.
Back on top, I pushed his hands up over his head, holding them there with mine while we kissed, and I raised myself on my arms to see him stretched out beneath me, his pecs pulled up taught and smooth, the curly hair of his pits looking alluring, his nipples standing out like little monuments on the smooth landscape of his dark skin.
I looked at him with pure animal lust. I wanted to devour him. I kissed his lips again, and then slowly started my descent to his hard cock, kissing his neck, tonguing his pits, working on one nipple and then the other, more kisses, tongue over his pecs, down the line between them, working slowly around his ripped abs, back up for more kisses, more nipple work, more licking, always moving closer to my goal, teasing him, getting him hotter and hotter.
And finally, there I was, down between his muscular thighs, looking at his prodigious balls, the size of plums, and just as tasty-looking. I started kissing his thighs, then his balls and then, ever so lightly, letting my lips trace their way up the underside of his cock. He was going crazy, and I wondered if any woman had ever done this so gradually, taking small steps at a time before starting to suck. I blew warm air on his cock, kissed the sides, licked around the edges, then kissed his belly and probed his belly button with my tongue, before going back down to his meat again.
He had propped himself up on his elbows so that he could witness my work, and I looked up into his lust-filled eyes, looking up the beautiful ramp of his ripped abs, crowned by the slabs of his pecs, and his handsome face with its almost desperate look of lust.
I took his monster pole in my hand, opened my mouth, and slowly, gently, went down on him, taking as much as I could into my mouth. Now, during my time playing with men, I had met a lot of different guys, some of whom were pretty big, so I had had a lot of practice deep-throating a big cock. No way could I get all of him in, but I could do at least seven inches, if only for a little while, and clearly that was new to him.
"Shit, Rick, I've never had so much of my cock in anyone's mouth before," he gasped.
"Doin' my best," I said, smiling up at him as my mouth slid up and down his thick erection. As I sucked, I worked the base of his cock with one hand, while the other worked on his balls, or his belly, chest and nipples. Occasionally, I would very slowly come up with the lightest pressure from my teeth, and that drove him particularly crazy. I really wanted to play with his ass, but experience had taught me that was probably too much for a newbie.
I don't know how long we were at it. Maybe it was ten minutes, maybe thirty. I wasn't looking at the clock. We kept hearing moans from the girls in the Jacuzzi, and knew that they were having a good time together. I knew it was time for the next stage. I decided that I wouldn't try to get him to suck me yet: that's a step that is even more difficult for straight men to take, but I knew it would happen before the week was out. I moved back up into his arms, kissing and feeling his body against mine, our cocks pressing together.
"I want to feel you inside of me, Malik," I whispered to him.
"Aren't you afraid that it will hurt a lot?" he said.
"I don't really care if it does, Malik. Anyway, I have been fucked by some pretty big guys, so I'll be alright."
I reached over to the bedside table and got a magnum condom--that's the size I use--and some lube. I handed it to him and asked him to put it on, while I squirted lube on my hand and got my ass lubed up well. I pushed in one, then two, then three fingers in my ass to loosen up a bit, but I knew that I could relax to accommodate him.
I lubed up his cock then bent over to kiss him, and said, "Fucking a guy is really fantastic, especially when he knows what to do with all the muscles down there."
He said, "And do you?"
"Wait and see," I replied, smiling.
To help with the coming assault on my ass, I grabbed the bottle of poppers from the bedside table and took a big whiff on each nostril. Malik reached for the bottle and I handed it to him, and he did the same. Then I took his cock in my hand, straddling it, and slowly settled back on it until he was completely inside me, feeling the hit of the poppers as I did so.
"Oh, Jesus, fuckin' aaay," he gasped, swooning from the poppers and the new feeling of a man's ass. "You're so tight."
I stayed there for a minute, waiting to get used to the feeling of his size in me, bending over to kiss him, and then started the ride. I started with long slow strokes, moving up, then bending to kiss him, and then slowly going back down again. I clutched him with my sphincter, squeezing, manipulating almost like and extra hand. I twisted on his cock, rotated my hips, went faster and then slowed again. I put my hands on his hard chest, using them to push myself up and down. He moved his hands to my chest, savoring the feel of my hair-covered pecs as we fucked.
Slowly, I picked up speed. He squirted lube on my cock and took it in his hand to match my speed as I rode him. We were moving into the final phase. We had not even noticed the cessation of moans from the Jacuzzi, and when I opened my eyes from my reverie of being fucked by him, I saw Jen and Ingrid standing in the door of the room, their attention focused on their husbands getting it on together. Clearly they were enjoying the view. Ingrid had a look of disbelief on her face. Probably she had never thought of Malik doing it with another man. Jen, of course, knew that I had sex with men, but this was the first time that she had witnessed me with one. I think it was almost as big a turn-on for her as watching them was for us.
Faster. More intense. Malik thrusting up into my ass as I rode my bronco to the finish. I felt his cock get even bigger, he pulled me down onto his chest, thrust deep inside of me and started to shoot his load in the condom. My own cock spasmed against his belly, shooting out a pool of cum between us as we kissed, then collapsed together.
"Shit, that was hot," Malik gasped, out of breath.
"What did I tell you about enlarging your experience?" I said.
"Hot, hot, hot," said Ingrid and the girls hooted encouragement at us.
I rolled off of Malik, our cocks deflating a bit, but still swollen, a big smile on my face. Malik was smiling too. I wasn't sure if he would feel an instant sense of guilt and revulsion when he was done, like some guys do. Apparently not, fortunately.
I got up from the bed and went over the Jen, and kissed her. Ingrid flopped down next to Malik and did the same.
"Geez, that fuck made me hungry," I said. "What about you?'
Malik said, "Let's take a break and order from room service. I wonder if your waiter is on," he said with a little smirk.
Ingrid said, "What was that about?"
Jen answered, "Rick fucked the room-service waiter while we were having lunch. The same guy who waited on us at dinner."
Ingrid said, "Hey, he was cute. I woulda fucked him in an instant if he weren't gay!"
We all had a little laugh, and then Malik and I went into the shower to clean up.
After Malik and I showered, we rejoined our wives in the living room of our bungalow. Malik and I had towels around our waists, and the girls had pulled on loose robes while we waited for our room service order to be delivered. I wondered if my Blond Adonis would be doing the delivery, or someone else. We just sat around talking and sipping more wine while we waited.
About a half-hour after we had phoned in the order, there was a knock on the door, and the waiter announced "Room service."
"Just a sec," said Jen. The rest of us went into the bedroom, while she answered the door, he set the order down on the cocktail table, and she signed the check and gave him a tip. When he was gone, we came back into the living room.
"Not your blond boyfriend," Jen said to me, winking.
"Someone you want to fuck?" I quipped back.
"Nah," she said. "Just a skinny pimply kid. Not my type at all."
We all dug into the food: a plate of nachos, some panini, fruit and small cakes. Why does sex always make me hungry, I wondered, and since I seem to have so much sex all the time, why am I not fat by now? Must be good exercise, I concluded, congratulating myself on being so fit.
When we were done and had had another glass or two of wine, we were all feeling pretty mellow.
"Do you guys still have energy for some more?" I asked them.
Jen replied, "Yeah, definitely. I mean, both of you have had Malik all to yourselves. I get a turn, don't I?"
"Right on," said Malik, beaming.
He had been eyeing Jen with her fuller breasts all night. At the same time, I had been fantasizing about having sex with Ingrid. I liked to make it with small-breasted women from time to time, and she had demonstrated superb skill when she was sucking Malik's cock earlier.
Jen went over to where Malik was sitting on the upholstered side chair, and straddled his lap, pressing he breasts against his chest, and kissing him. We all watched while she took his cock in her hand and massaged it back into its fully aroused state again.
Ingrid came and sat on the sofa next to me, and soon I had an arm around her, pulling her into a kiss, using my free hand to gently fondle her breasts and nipples, and her hand found my cock and manipulated it to its full hard eight inches once again.
For the next ten minutes or so, we held those positions, making out, while the girls gently stroked us, and swirled their fingers around our hard-ons, occasionally tracing up and down our cocks with their long fingernails. For our part, we were gently massaging their clits, and probing their cunts with our fingers, searching out their G-spots, eliciting low whimpers and moans from them as they built to their orgasms again.
Jen, straddling Malik, was now kissing him deeply and pushing her cunt up against his hard cock between her and his belly. She was riding up and down a bit, letting his cock stimulate her clit as it rubbed up against it. At the same time, her wet cunt was lubing up the underside of his cock, and rubbing against the sensitive places on the bottom, especially under the head.
Ingrid looked over at what they were doing and whispered "That's really hot. Jen and Malik," and then climbed onto the sofa, kneeling on either side of my legs, planting her lips on mine and doing the same thing with her cunt to my cock. It was great getting these intense feelings without being inside of her, and feeling her hands roam over my hairy chest, while my hands traced lines up and down her slim, smooth back.
Both couples kept up the same activity for a few more minutes, then Jen climbed off of Malik's lap and knelt on the floor in front of him to give him head. She could not get as much in her mouth as I had, but she was good, and was giving him pleasurable sensations, based on the moans that we were hearing from him. He pushed his big cock, shining with saliva, into her eager mouth, face fucking her gently as she worked him over.
Seeing what they were doing, Ingrid knelt in front of me and followed suit. She had obviously had a lot of experience with big cocks, and was able to get more of me into her mouth than Jen usually could. She periodically did little things with her teeth that really upped the stimulation for me, just sharp little sensations, like punctuation in a great cock-sucking performance.
After a while, Malik pulled Jen up into another kiss, and said, "Baby, you're getting me awful close. Don't you want me to fuck you?"
"Definitely, Malik, I don't want to miss that," she answered. "Let's go into the bedroom." And they got up and headed through the door.
"Let's go too," I said to Ingrid. We got up and followed.
When we got to the bedroom, Jen was already on her back, her legs spread, and Malik was going down on her, her moans and whimpers building to a crescendo as he brought her to an orgasm. Ingrid lay down next to her, and turned to kiss her as I went down on her. Pretty soon she was cumming again herself. Malik and I kept eating their cunts until they were almost screaming with pleasure.
Finally, Malik came up for air, grabbed a condom from the bedside table, put it on and moved up, pushing Jen's legs over his shoulders, aiming his huge cock at her wet, ready cunt. I followed suit, getting ready to penetrate Ingrid.
"Fuck us silly, boys," Ingrid said, and with that we slowly entered each other's wives, filling their eager cunts with our hot man-meat.
We had all had a long evening of sex so far, and now we just were eager to get one last hot satisfying moment before the night was done. Malik and I were now plunging into each other's wives cunts, fucking them in unison, matching each other's rhythms. The girls turned to each other, kissing as we were fucking them, and that was really a turn-on for both of us. We had each cum twice before that evening, and so it was going to take a bit longer this time.
The women were moaning loudly, both orgasming multiple times as our big cocks moved in and out of them faster and harder. I felt myself building to a climax.
"I'm gonna shoot soon, Malik," I managed to gasp out.
"I'm close too," he replied.
A couple of seconds later, I was unloading my last load for the night deep in Ingrid's cunt, pulling her legs off my shoulders and diving forward to meet her lips.
"Oh Goddddd, Malik, fill my hot cunt," Jen nearly screamed, as he did the same.
After shooting our loads, we lay there on them, taking our weight off them propped up on our elbows, still moving our cocks slowly in and out of them as our excitement subsided.
A couple of minutes later, we rolled off, and all lay side-by-side on the king-size bed, gradually unwinding from our final session.
A few minutes later, Ingrid got up and started dressing. "Great evening, guys," she said. "I hope we can do it again before the week is out."
"Definitely," I replied, as Jen nodded her head in agreement. She and I had no need to get dressed, but merely stood up and when they were ready, we kissed them. I first kissed Ingrid, tasting her tongue for the last time tonight, and then, Malik, sucking his tongue into my mouth and feeling his cock stir a little before we said good night.
"I have something hot planned with the waiter tomorrow night," I whispered to him. The girls were chatting softly on the other side of the room and didn't hear. "I'll talk to you tomorrow and see if you're interested."
With one last smile, they opened the door and stepped out into the warm night.