Sue Set Free: Punishment

My open marriage is going swimmingly. I get to screw anybody I want, and my husband, Dave, likes to hear all about it later. And look at pictures, if there are pictures.

My first Tinder match, Darren, had really let me down in a little gang bang type situation, where he'd cum too quickly, leaving me frustrated and horny. He'd suggested at the time he'd do anything to make it up to me, so I figured I'd take him up on that.

I messaged him and told him I'd meet him in the bar of a local hotel. They had a DJ and dancing there in the evenings, so I could have some fun whatever happened with Darren.

I told Dave that I was planning on punishing Darren. I'd originally hoped for Dave to be involved, but he was sounding like he'd rather stay back and watch what happened. He said he'd drive me to the hotel, and wait for me. I was going to have to wing it.

On the day, I did get Dave's help with my outfit. I was wearing the red lingerie set he'd bugged me to buy, and looking at what to wear with it. He came over and pulled the strings of the g-string up my hips. I pulled the tiny scrap of fabric out of my pussy, but I left the straps up.

"I was thinking my little black dress," I said.

"New miniskirt," he said.

"That's awfully short. You can see the tops of my stockings, and if I'm dancing, probably even higher."

"I thought you wanted to tease him to death?"

"I guess so," I said, and went and put the skirt on.

"Happy?" I said, twirling for him. He nodded.

"Now, what to wear on top?"

"That short sleeved white blouse."

"You'll be able to make out the bra underneath it."

"Precisely," he said.

Again, he had a fair point, so I went and put it on. My bra was pretty visible where it touched the fabric, less so where it didn't. It was perfect. I put on my highest heels, strapping my feet into them.

"Are we set?" he said, heading towards the stairs.

"Yup," I said, following him down.

I grabbed a small bag with my purse and phone, and we headed to the car to drive to the hotel.

When we got there, he said to let him go in first and count to ten, then I could do as I wanted. By the time I got into the bar, Dave was sitting at the bar itself. There were a lot of travelling salesman types milling around, and the music hadn't started yet. I looked around, seeing a bunch of guys staring at me, and spotted Darren waving. I waved back and headed towards him, to the obvious disappointment of some of the salesmen.

"Hi," I said, sitting down with my knees clamped together.

"Hi," he said, grinning at me trying not to flash my underwear to the entire crowd. "Would you like a drink?"

I asked for a margarita, and he headed off to get it. He looked to be drinking scotch.

"I got a room," he said, putting the drink down in front of me.

"That was thoughtful," I said, "but I don't know where tonight's going to go yet. I'm still a bit pissed off at you."

"That's fair," he said.

Just then the music started up. It was pretty loud, and I saw several of the salesmen start heading out. A brave couple of them went to the dance floor and started dancing badly.

"What can I do to make it up to you?" Darren almost shouted at me, leaning in so I could hear him.

"To start with, get me another one of these," I almost shouted back, chugging the margarita, then heading to the couple of dancing guys.

I watched Darren head back to the bar as I joined the guys on the dance floor. I wiggled and jiggled and generally rubbed myself up against them, while occasionally looking at Darren, and Dave, who was sitting on a stool at the bar with an amused look on his face.

After a few songs, I headed back to Darren. I drank the margarita, and loudly said "another, please," then headed back to dance.

There were more guys on the dance floor by now, and a couple of women, too - mostly in business suits, with the jackets off. As the floor was only about twelve foot by twelve foot, it was getting pretty crowded. I felt a few hands brush over me as I worked my way into the crowd.

A slow song came on, and a guy grabbed me and started dancing with me. He was taking a few liberties, holding my bum and so on, but he was cute so I let him. I could feel his hard cock as he ground it up against me, swaying to the music.

When the song ended, another slow song started. The guy dancing with me, Paul, as he'd yelled at me, was still hanging onto me. Just then, another woman, in a cute little summer dress, came and shouted about cutting in. I pulled away from Paul, expecting her to start dancing with him, but she grabbed me instead.

We swayed to the music together, and I could feel her pressed tightly up against me. She put her head over my shoulder, and ran her tongue over my ear, causing me to shudder. I felt her hands under my miniskirt, but I didn't want to brush her off... this was exciting!

It didn't feel like she was wearing a bra - she had smallish tits, so probably didn't really need one, but it did feel like her nipples were pierced. I found that arousing, even though it's not something I would ever do.

She let go of my bum with one hand, and turned my face towards her. I thought she was going to shout something, but she started kissing me. It had all the urgency of a guy's kiss, but without the underlying aggression. I could feel myself getting more turned on by the minute.

When the song stopped, she took my hand and pulled me off the dance floor with her.

"Do you want to blow this joint and come and party upstairs?" she asked.

"I'm, um, with someone," I said in her ear.

I pulled away just in time to see her face fall.

"We were hoping to have you to ourselves," she shouted.

"Ourselves?" I yelled.

"I'm with Paul," she said, pointing at the Paul I'd been dancing with before her.

I leaned back in to her ear.

"We can bring the guy I'm with, but I'm teasing and punishing him tonight, so no sex for him, OK?"

She looked at me oddly, as I guess it was odd, really, and nodded. She smiled and turned to Paul, giving him a thumbs up.

We went over to Darren.

"This is... uh..." I yelled at him.

"Livvy," she yelled.

"And Paul," I carried on. "Come on, we're leaving."

I downed the new margarita and picked up my bag. Darren got up, looking a little uncomfortable. I smiled at Dave as Livvy steered me past him towards the elevators.

The four of us stood there until the doors opened. Paul gestured for me and Livvy to get in, and we moved to the back wall. Paul and Darren got on in front of us, and stood facing the door.

Paul pushed the button for the sixth floor, and as the elevator started rising, I felt Livvy's hand on my bum, under my skirt. I slid my hand under her dress, and stroked her smooth skin too.

The elevator pinged, then slowed and stopped at the sixth floor. When the door opened and the guys got out, Livvy pushed me forwards by my bum. I took my hand out of her dress and started following Paul past a couple waiting to get on the elevator, and Livvy followed me, her hand still up my skirt. She left it there, and I heard the woman waiting tutting loudly at us.

Paul opened the door of their room, and we all trooped in.

"Why don't you sit down?" he said to Darren, pointing at the chair by the desk.

Darren pulled the chair out and sat down. He still looked a little uncomfortable, but this wasn't about him.

Livvy put some music on, not loudly enough to upset people in adjoining rooms, and started to dance by herself. Paul sat on a chair by the window to watch, so I put my bag on the desk in front of Darren, handed him my phone, and started dancing with Livvy.

"That skirt's not hiding anything," she said, "so why don't you take it off?"

That sounded like a splendid idea, so I unbuttoned my skirt and let it drop to the floor. I noticed that Darren was taking pictures.

"Now you," I said to Livvy.

She pulled her hair up, and came over to me. Before she could turn her back to me, I reached around her and unzipped her dress. She shrugged her shoulders out of it and let it drop to the floor, leaving her in just her low heels and black lacy panties.

She danced away from me, and I could see she had nice, dark pink colored nipples, with little silver barbells through them. I danced over to her, and started to gently play with her pierced nipples, while she reached out to kiss me.

As we kissed, I felt her hands unbuttoning my blouse, so I took over and undid the remaining buttons, dropping my blouse with my skirt. I was now in just my lingerie and heels.

"Doesn't she have sexy underwear?" she asked Paul, who just nodded at us.

She came over and kissed me again, deeply. Her hands were on my bum, fiddling with the thin strap of my g-string as it ran between my cheeks.

"Now you," she said to Darren, coming up for air. He'd been taking pictures the whole time.

He stood up, and put the phone down, then briefly looked at Paul before undoing his pants. He pulled them down, and stepped out of them before folding them and putting them over the back of his chair.

Before he could sit down again, Livvy was beside him, reaching into his boxers and pulling his cock out. She pushed him backwards slightly, and he sat down, his hard cock pointing up at her.

She gestured to me to join her, and as I came closer, she knelt down by Darren's side and started licking his cock where it was poking out of his boxers. He picked up the phone and started taking pictures again.

She looked at me, then at his side, and I took that to mean she wanted me to join her. I knelt down on the other side, and started licking the other side of his cock.

Livvy was directing my tongue with her tongue, and we licked at each other as we worked our way up Darren's cock to the head. He started to groan, and Livvy pulled her tongue up and off his cock, with me going with her. She started kissing me again, and with our tongues twirling, she stood us up and moved away, towards the bed. I can only hope at how frustrated Darren was at being denied a blowjob at this point.

When we got to the bed, Livvy sat at the end, and undid the front clasp on my bra. I pulled the straps down my arms and tossed it over to Darren, who dropped it with my other clothes.

Livvy leaning in and started gently biting my nipples, sucking on them. They were almost painfully hard by now, and I held her head, stroking her face. I felt her hands on my hips, sliding my g-string down my legs. I lifted my feet, one at a time, and felt her pull them off and throw them away from her.

She stopped playing with my tits, and gently turned me around to face Paul, so he could see me there in just my garter belt and stockings. He smiled at me, leaning forward and giving me all his attention.

I turned back towards Livvy, and pushed her backwards onto the bed. I reached down and pulled her panties down, uncovering her shaved pussy. I tossed her panties to Paul, who caught them and held on to them, and I saw her wiggle her feet out of her shoes, dropping them on the floor.

I sat on the side of the bed and bent to undo my shoes.

"Leave them," said Paul.

I left them, carefully sliding back onto the bed next to Livvy. I lay down next to her, and she caressed my tits as she kissed me passionately. I started playing with the barbells in her nipples, breaking off the kiss to lean on my arm and look at them. I found them intriguing, and I twisted them gently, tugging on them. I looked her in the face, and she seemed to be enjoying it.

"You have lovely nipples." I told her.

"They're hard all the time since I got them pierced," she said, smiling.

She sat up and pushed me over on my back again, and straddled me. She reached down and kissed me quickly, then turned around to face my feet and dipped her mouth to my pussy. I felt her tongue on my clit, and felt myself starting the long rise to cumming. I moved her bum around until I could lick her pussy too, and we lay there sixty-nining until I started to cum.

When I opened my eyes, I saw Paul standing above my head, naked. I stuck my tongue out, thinking he wanted a blowjob, but he slowly pushed his cock into Livvy. I went back to licking her clit, and his shaft as it went in and out of her. With both of us working on her, it didn't take long before she was cumming too. I licked her juices off Paul's cock as he continued thrusting in and out of her.

I could see Darren, in his boxers, but otherwise dressed, lurking around with the phone, taking pictures. I reached out and started stroking Paul's balls, looking straight at the phone.

I felt his balls tighten, then I felt each spurt as it went up his shaft and in to Livvy.

As he pulled out, she put her hand over her pussy, which I thought was nice as it stopped Paul's cum landing on my face. I'd have happily eaten it out of her at this point, but she waddled over to the bathroom.

Paul was cleaning his cock with a washcloth, and I decided to get dressed again. Darren must have been frustrated as hell by now, so he knew how I'd felt, so my job was done.

I put on my g-string, and slid my arms into my bra.

"Leaving so soon?" Livvy asked when she opened the bathroom door.

"Yeah," I said, refastening my bra, "I think I'll go home."

"Let me give you my number," she said, and I took my phone from Darren. "Call me if you and your husband want to party again, and I'm sure we can make it happen."

"Oh he's not my husband," I said, eliciting a grin from her.

I entered the number, then I put my blouse and skirt back on.

"I think I'll stay," said Darren. I gave Livvy a look, so she hopefully remembered that I was punishing him, and Paul walked me to the door. I kissed him on the cheek, then headed to the elevator.

I hurried through the lobby, and headed to the far side of the parking lot, where I could see Dave parked. There was another car parked a few spaces away from his, and the windows were partly steamed up, so somebody was in it.

I waved to Dave, and when I got to the passenger side, the door was locked. I knocked on the window, and he shook his head, and waved for me to come around to his side.

When I got there, he rolled the window down.

"Did you have fun?"

I nodded.

"Did you blow him?"

I shook my head.

"Did you fuck him?"

I shook my head.

"I fucked her," I said with a big grin.

"I want you to blow me," he said.

"OK," I said, "when we get home."

"Here," he said, "through the window. I've been thinking about it while you were up there."

I turned and looked at the other car behind me. I could vaguely see two faces looking at me.

"I think they work here," Dave said, "at least they came out and started going at each other a while ago. Let's put on a show."

I sighed. I leaned in the window, feeling my skirt ride up so my bum was on display. Dave already had his cock out, and I think he'd been jacking himself off already, as it was hard and hot already. I took it from him, licking my lips. I put my mouth over the head, and swirled my tongue around the head as I slid my hand up and down the shaft.

Dave's hands went to my tits. I felt him undo the buttons on my blouse, and unclasp the bra so he could get his hands on my bare chest. I hummed softly, I know this gets him there quicker. It only took a few minutes, and one hand went to the back of my head, pushing me down onto his cock as he came.

I swallowed a couple of times, then held my blouse together as I pulled myself out of the car. I stood up and went around to the passenger door, which was now unlocked, and climbed in. I put my seat belt on as he started the engine, and did a couple of buttons on my blouse as we left the hotel behind us.