We had decided that in our pursuit of erotic adventures that we would endeavor to indulge in a wide variety of experiences, combining our fantasies into a smorgasbord of sexual delights.
Whenever we made love, we mentally relived our favorite moments from our exploits, and dreamt up possible scenarios that we felt would add to our memoirs. Allyn often imagined that we hade a voyeur present, watching silently from a chair in the corner as we performed; for him it was also a way of letting me know what he wanted to see me; that is, he also fantasized about being the voyeur, watching me in passion with another man, usually a young well hung stud, where he would not involve himself, just watch.
Our opportunity to achieve the first actually seemed to materialize from nowhere. We had started chatting to an older man at the table next to us in a restaurant one night while on holidays. After our meal, I asked him if he would like to join us for an after dinner drinks in the lounge bar; he was by himself, seemed a bit lonely, but he was quite charming and entertaining.
He was a retired businessman, very British, wife had passed away, and he was basically on a round to world trip to change what appeared to be a lonely and monotonous life. The after dinner drink turned into "drinks" and we had settled in comfortably in the lounge bar.
Charles had toddled of for a toilet break and Allyn, who could see I had a soft spot for the gent we had dubbed "the Major" nudged me, and with a devious smile on his face said "What about him, should we give an experience he'll never forget" I was tiddly enough to jump at the idea.
We had taken a Villa Suite at the Hotel we were staying at, which included a sitting room and a private balcony, and ideal setting to fulfill our fantasy. On the Majors return, Allyn invited him back to our nest, suggesting he might like to help us finish off our duty free liqueurs. At first he seemed reluctant, not wanting to impose himself on us, but I had warmed to the thought, and insisted on his presence. So off we went, chatting idly about nothing in particular, my mind already flashing vivid pictures of what may eventuate.
We settled in, put on some mood music, and innocently conversed while sampling our drink collection, all of us feeling quite comfortable by now.
I was dressed rather demurely as we had not planned anything naughty, so decided to excuse myself to powder my nose, and of course for a change in my attire. I had some lovely play clothes and decided on a long totally see through dress (I normally wore a slip underneath to protect the innocent) with suspenders and stockings to cap it off. As I was about to step into my brief knickers, I thought no, that might mean fumbling around to remove them later, so dropped them back on the bed.
I stepped up to the mirror to brush my hair and adjust my make up, then stood back to admire myself. That'll do I thought, in a low lit room, it won't become too obvious until I cross in front of a light.
After a few deep breaths, I returned to the sitting room, catching Allyn's eye as I entered. His appreciative expression, raised eyebrows and all gave me more courage. Charles was sitting with his back to me, so was unaware of my provocative attire.
"That would soon change" I thought.
I snuggled in next to Allyn, and asked for another drink. Charles did the honors, poured me a shot and leant over to pass it to me. As I took the glass, I noticed him hesitate slightly, and realized he could see the outline of my nipples through my dress, then being a true gentleman sat back and started chatting again.
I momentarily felt a touch of trepidation, what if this wasn't his scene, what if he would feel insulted.
The men chatted as my mind raced, summoning up the courage to proceed to the next step. I realized that the music had finished, and as Allyn started to move, I said, "I'll get it" standing and walking towards the stereo. I can't back out now, I thought, as beside the stereo was a table lamp, and I knew that it would illuminate me perfectly.
As I fumbled through the CD's, I noticed the room was silent, and could feel four eyes burning my body. I reset the music, standing upright as I turned to face them. I smiles at Charles as the music started, standing in front of the light to allow a full view of my almost naked body, hoping that my rapidly beating heart was not noticeable. I slowly swayed to Allyn's chair; he was lying back watching me, a smile growing over his face.
Without any further ado, I knelt before him, resting my hands on his lap, feeling for him. Before anything could be said, I unzipped him, freeing his member, feeling it start to stiffen in my hand. I casually stroked him, turning to Charles as I did, saying, "Charles, Allyn and I have fantasized about entertaining a voyeur, please be our guest, just sit back, and enjoy.
Charles seemed mesmerized, quiet and thoughtful for what seemed an eternity, then smiled sweetly, replying, "I'm honored Alana, thank you for choosing me"
My inhibitions and fear disappeared; I turned my attention to Allyn, and lowered my mouth to his groin, my tongue searching for his knob. Casually, I ran my tongue around his tip, and then traced lines up and down his length, feeling him twitch as I took him orally.
Allyn sighed, and said to Charles "I hope you enjoy watching Charles"
Without missing a beat, I knelt slightly to the side, allowing our voyeur a better view of my knicker-less bottom, and continued my oral treat. Allyn was by now well and truly erect; I wanted him inside me, so crawling backwards, I pulled at his trousers to remove them, encouraging him to slip onto the floor. He lay flat on his back, legs slightly apart, and his penis pointing proudly to the ceiling. Slowly, I bent forward to take him in my mouth again, arching my back as I did, knowing my lightly covered bottom would be provocatively positioned for Charles to savor with his eyes.
Allyn rested his hands on my head, directing my ministrations on his pulsating penis, moaning in ecstasy as I sucked and licked. I felt him gently tug at my hair, inviting me to slither up his body. Slowly, I drifted forward, running my tongue from his groin to his lips, kissing him passionately as he stroked my back. My knees were astride his hips, and as I sat upright could feel his hardness beneath me.
