I see us, sitting at a hotel bar, having drinks. We've just said goodbye to a friend who drove in to have dinner with us - our chaperone, we all laughed. I ask you to stay and have another drink with me and you agree, but after they're served, we're finding it a bit more difficult to talk. Without our friend for distraction, I'm having a hard time not focusing on how much I want to head up to one of our rooms and just fuck… out of control, yelling, like animals, tearing at each other. I think you're thinking the same, but I find you hard to read…your eyes are dark and enigmatic. You smile at me in a way that simply turns me liquid, but you're very restrained.
We're distracted by the woman sitting on the other side of me, asking if I can pass her a cocktail napkin. She's very pretty and friendly and we all start chatting. It's almost a relief, to turn our attention from each other to someone else, and we both relax a bit. She tells us she's been stood up by a man she'd met on the Internet and was here to meet for the first time. You and I exchange a smile and then assure her that it was his loss. We talk more, all of us getting another drink. She's blonde and lovely, a physical type I've always admired - long legged and slim - but know is different from my voluptuous, curvaceous form.
She becomes more vivacious, obviously intent on making us laugh, and as she talks, occasionally reaches over to touch me, putting her hand on my leg to emphasize something she's saying to me. I'm sitting with my back to you, facing toward her, my legs crossed, and I can feel your hand touching me now and then - brushing lightly down my bare arm, moving very softly through my hair at the back of my neck, just soft touches I am very aware of. Between the touches of the two of you, I'm practically squirming, about to slide off my bar stool I'm so stimulated and turned on. She stops talking and just looks at us both for a minute, then says "Wow there's really some chemistry between you two. I can barely catch my breath."
We glance at each other, then back at her. You say, "It's not what you think. We're just friends."
"Hmmm," she says, obviously not buying it. She's quiet again for a moment. "Do you have a room here?" she asks.
I don't even bother looking at you. "I do. Tommy is staying at a different hotel." It's not true, but there's an unspoken agreement between us that we're not sharing much information. I feel your fingertips brushing my skin as I speak and it makes me shiver, my nipples suddenly hard and pushing out against the thin cloth of my dress. Gwen notices and it's all I can do not to touch my aching nipples, my awareness of them is so intense.
She picks up her purse and stands up. "Tell you what," she says. "I'm going to go to the ladies room. Why don't you two talk about whether you might like me to have another drink with you in your room, Emma. If you don't want to, that's fine. If you do, that's even better. You can just let me know when I get back." And with that, she walks away.
I turn back to you, uncrossing my legs as I swivel around, my legs parting. Our eyes meet and I smile. "Do you want to do this?" you ask.
"Yes."
I'm not sure about your reaction. Your voice is very even as you say, "I won't participate, you know."
"I know. I know you're not willing to do that, and I respect that. But you could watch, knowing it was for you. It would be for you." I smile a bit. "Well, and for me too. Would you like doing that?"
"Oh yeah." You lean toward me and I instinctively move closer as you whisper in my ear, "I can smell your hot pussy right now. I can't wait to see you cumming, grinding all over her face."
I shiver my nipples now painfully hard. Gwen is suddenly standing beside us. I smile as I look up at her. "Care for another drink?" I ask.
"Dying for one," she smiles. She turns and looks at you in a way that I recognize - I know my eyes on you are at least that hungry. You see it too. "I'm the third wheel tonight. I'll sit on the sidelines, just observing whatever transpires. That's the way it has to be. Okay with you?" you ask.
Gwen shrugs. "Sure… I can follow rules." She smiles teasingly at you. "It's your girlfriend I want anyway." We all laugh, knowing it's not true, but true enough.
We make our way out of the bar, arranging for a bottle of wine to be sent up. In the elevator, we're all quiet. I can feel your presence behind me, and want to press my ass against you in some aching animalistic way, just rubbing, needing to find satisfaction. At one point the elevator empties of everyone but us. Gwen steps toward me and I instinctively move back, bumping into you. "Your nipples are driving me crazy," she says and curves her hands around my breasts, bending her head to tongue and mouth them through the cloth of my dress. I gasp, my head going back against your chest, watching her in the mirrored walls of the elevator, seeing you looking at our reflection as well, feeling your cock growing, pressing against me from behind. Just as your hands move down and grasp my hips, pushing me away from you, the elevator stops and we all move apart as the doors open.
Finally, we're in the room, seemingly casual while getting settled, wine arriving, and wine being poured. I know you've taken off your jacket and sat down, but I can feel myself turning into flame, intent on this woman's body, touching it the way I want you touching me, being touched in those same ways. I take her glass of wine from her and set it down and draw her mouth to mine, kissing her long and sensuously. She and I kiss and undress each other, taking pleasure in soft bodies being revealed. She's so lovely, I have a pang of self-consciousness, but it only lasts a moment as I hear you say behind me, "God, you're so beautiful," and know, simply know it's meant for me.
Your eyes are sliding over my naked body, making me tingle, nipples jutting out, the air of the room feeling cool on my hot skin. I kneel in front of her, sliding her panties down, the last article of clothing finally off. Her pussy is shaved bare, and I glance over at you with a smile. You smile back. "Nice."
"Tommy's favorite," I say laughingly to Gwen and she looks impishly at you. "Mine too," I murmur, as I pull her down to sit on the edge of the bed, pressing her legs open, revealing that luscious pussy to your eyes and mine. "God, it's been a long time." I bend my head, run my tongue lightly up that tempting slit. She smiles down at me as I pull her lips open with soft fingertips and I smile back. "So pretty." I explore her warm wet pussy with my tongue, sliding it through the soft folds, dipping into the opening to lick lightly inside, but always coming back to her swelling clit… licking over and around it, back and forth, that little hardening bud suddenly the center of the universe. Her fingers tangle in my hair and she pulls me into her moaning.
I hear the flick of a lighter and smell the sharp scent of cigar smoke. It floods my senses, mingling with the smell of her hot cunt. I feel your presence behind me, think of the end of the cigar in your mouth as you draw on it and I pull her clit into my mouth, sucking rhythmically, making Gwen cry out. I run my hands down her long legs, grasp her ankles and lift them to rest on the edge of the bed, spreading her body wide open for me… for you. "Spread your lips for me, Gwen," I tell her and she reaches down to do as I've asked. It's so erotic, seeing her holding herself open, her lovely pink cunt shining wet, her ass exposed by her wanton sprawl. I run my fingers over and around her, sliding one, then two into her cunt, making her thrust up groaning against my hand. Wet fingers slide out of her and down, trailing slickly over the pucker of her anus and I follow my fingers with my tongue, teasing down that sensitive area to lick and tease her ass. She's moaning wildly, her head tossing back and forth on the bed as she writhes and arches against my fingers and mouth.
I dive into her pussy again, no longer exploring… just intent on making that beautiful cunt cum for me. Noisy wet sounds of me eating her fill the room, and I'm moaning as I rage my tongue over her clit, feeling it big and juicy under my relentless tongue. "Fuck," I hear you say softly. Knowing you're sitting there watching, turned on, your cock practically bursting it's so hard, almost makes me cum. My fingers are sliding wetly back and forth, slipping in and out of her, stimulating her ass and pussy as I lick her clit. I feel her body getting taut, muscles tightening, hear her voice saying she's going to cum and then feel it…like an earthquake hitting, the tremor starting right under my mouth, radiating out in waves through her body. I move my mouth down to lap up the juices coming from her weeping cunt. My mouth is gentle as I feel her settling down and I kiss my way up her body until my sultry mouth is on hers, kissing deeply, letting her taste the erotic tang of her pussy in the kiss.
