(This chapter picks up at the end of Chapter 1. It may be helpful for you to read Chapter 1 to know who the players are.)
While a crowd formed, looking in through the window and the open door, Aaron, Renee, Tom, and Sally mixed and matched in almost every possible combination.
Oral, intercourse, masturbation -- you name it, they did it. The moans from the women, often muffled when they had their mouths full, proved to be an excitement to the crowd. Aaron noticed, when he changed positions, what was going on around them. One couple had come into the room; while she put her hands against the elevated four-poster bed, her mate — was it her mate? Who knew? — came up behind her and slammed his dick into her doggy-style. She reached for Aaron's cock, but so did Sally, and no contact was made, not that time, anyway. Out in the hallway, couples were groping each other. One woman went down and gave a man a blowjob; that gave another woman an idea, and she did the same. While that was happening, the women were caressing the man they were sucking, the man next to them, and the other woman.
Toto, Aaron thought, we're not in Kansas anymore.
Renee found herself to be the center of attention, a role she loved. When she looked up into the mirror on the ceiling, she saw Aaron sucking one nipple, Tom sucking another one, and Sally licking her cunt. This was just about as good as it got — but, yet, she wanted more. More, in this case, was a dick in her red-hot, wet, steaming pussy.
Scissoring her legs up in the air, Renee moved to one side. First, she slid down the bed to give Sally a deep kiss. The two women lay on the bed, their hands roaming over each other's body. Then, Renee broke off the kiss and turned and spoke to Aaron. "Honey," she said, "I'll have you the rest of the weekend and the rest of our lives. But this young man" — she took a moment and kissed the head of Tom's dick — "looks like he's ready o give me a good fucking, and I want to take advantage of it."
"No problem, honey," Aaron said. "As long as I can lay with this beautiful woman" — he gave Sally's nipples a light squeeze — "I think I can be happy, to."
Tom and Sally, somewhat newcomers to this scene, were surprisingly bashful with Aaron and Renee's openness. That did not mean that they weren't ready to play. Far from it.
As the two women lay down on the bed, side by side, they spread their legs. Aaron got on top of Sally and Tom got on top of Renee and the serious fucking started. A few moments later, Aaron leaned over and gave Renee a deep kiss, telling her how much he loved er. Tom did the same to Sally.
And then there were climaxes — intense climaxes, complete with roaring (at least, on Aaron's part). Cum passed from male to female. What was wet on the women became much wetter and much stickier; what was hard on the men became softer — not completely soft, but partly. After a few final strokes, each man pulled out.
There were kisses all around, and then there was something else. Renee slid down and started to kiss Sally's pussy. What she was looking for was Aaron's cum — and she found it. While Sally got one final mini-orgasm out of the deal, Renee got to taste Aaron's cum.
Everybody was happy.
The four partiers looked out into the hall. The couple that was doing the deed doggy-style alongside the bed had left the area, but there were probably six couples blocking the hallway.
"That was incredible," one of the guys said, his hands straying to a woman's breasts near him.
"Well, next time, you should join in," Aaron said.
"Maybe we will," the other guy said. "You all were so hot!"
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They all took a moment and got dressed -- well, partially dressed, at least. Renee didn't put her panties back on; as Aaron said, what was the point? Aaron pulled on his shirt and pants, but carried his shoes and socks. Sally slid her dress on. Aaron and Renee found it interesting that Tom put back on his underwear, pants, shirt, sweater, and shoes and socks, almost like he was ready to go home.
After a final parting, Aaron and Renee slid through the crowd that was still gathered in the hall and headed to the locker room. They had "play clothes" to change into, if they wanted, but instead they chose a plain golf shirt and a pair of white shorts for Aaron and a wraparound skirt and top for Renee. After a quick shower, and a brief conversation with the new folks in the hot tub, they were ready for something to drink and a little bit of a rest.
Well, Renee wanted to rest a little bit. Aaron was looking at the beauteous bodies and he couldn't wait to get back at it. They got something to drink — soft drinks, only — and sat in the social area for awhile. They recognized couples who had watched their little show in the back of the club, but they merely nodded and walked on, much like too-shy people do when they see a celebrity.
Aaron made that observation to Renee, in fact, and she giggled. "Us? Celebrities?" she asked.
"You know, honey," he said, "most of these people would LOVE to do what we just did, but they can't seem to screw up the courage to do it. Please excuse the pun," he said with a smile.
"I know," she said. "You know, we just really need to tell people that it's OK to play here. I don't know why they're so shy. Who's going to tell on them?"
Just then, finally, it was time again for a slow song. Aaron and Renee hit the dance floor, their hands around each others' bodies, their mouths engaged in a hot and furious kiss that lasted almost the entire song.
As the song was ending, Brent and Nancy, the couple they first saw in the corner room with the chair, came over to them. They had already dressed into lingerie; Nancy was wearing a luminous gown and Brent had on a pair of silk boxers and a T-shirt. They renewed their acquaintances, and then realized that they were standing in the middle of the dance floor with everyone else maneuvering around them.
"So, would you care to dance?" Brent asked. The question was not asked of Nancy, however; it was asked of Renee. She considered the question briefly, and replied, "Certainly."
So Aaron found himself dancing with Nancy as Brent took Renee into his arms. There was small talk ("Where are you from?" "How long have you been coming to the club here?" "Have you been to any other clubs?" "How long have you been in the lifestyle?") and then there was kissing — on the lips, on the necks, on wherever they could reach while dancing — and then there was sighing. Hands roamed all over bodies. Male hands caressed female breasts. Female hands reached down and caressed a penis. Everyone was happy with what they were feeling. The song came to an end.
"Well, shall we?" Aaron asked.
Renee knew her man, and couldn't resist leading him on. "Shall we WHAT?" she asked, grinning even as she moved her hand over Brent's ass. She loves a man with a nice ass, and Brent's was obviously meeting her approval.
