When my husband and I travel, we like to play games. Two weeks ago when we went to Atlanta, we had lots of fun in our hotel. On the third night of our stay, my husband decided I would enjoy the glass elevator of our hotel (we stayed in the Marriot). At about 11 in the evening, he placed a blindfold on me and walked me out of our room (thankfully I was wearing a bath robe). I heard the door to the elevator open and the next thing I knew he had handcuffed me to the railing in the elevator facing the wall and taken my robe off. He left me like that and told me that he would return for me in a little while. As he turned to leave I heard him press several buttons and then the doors shut.
Almost immediately, the elevator began to rise. It went up a few floors and then stopped and I heard the doors open, but luckily no one was on that floor. The doors closed, and the elevator went up again; however, when the doors opened this time I heard a whistle and a man entered the elevator behind me:
"Well what are you doing?" he said.
I told him that my husband was playing a game with me...
"I know, I can read that from the note on the floor darling. It says here I am free to do whatever I like. Is he serious?"
But before I had a chance to answer, I felt a hand on my ass. It began to probe into the crevice between my cheeks and soon found my puckered ass hole. Without lubrication I was afraid that that would hurt, but about that time the door opened and he quickly removed his hand because an old woman gasped when she saw the scene inside the elevator. Thankfully she didn't get on, and he resumed.
This time he went further past my ass and touched me at the beginning of my slit. I moaned but instead of going further into my pussy, he spread his fingers and traced the outline of my lips. When he reached my clit he played with it briefly but then stopped abruptly.
At this point I realized that while I had been absorbed in what he was doing, a woman had gotten on the elevator. I heard them murmuring behind me and then she sat down between my legs and began to lap at my cunt while he unzipped his fly and positioned himself at my moist entrance. I had no clue how big he was, but I was about to find out. He rammed himself into my cunt with one rough stroke and I screamed with pain/pleasure. He was slightly longer and much thicker than my husband (who is only 6" long, 2" thick) so he was stretching me a lot.
"Oh baby you're tight" was all he said before he began to ravage me. If not for the girl licking underneath me, this would have been a very unpleasant experience. While he was pounding away, she was playing with my clit and rubbing me in all the right places. Eventually, I began to feel my orgasm approaching. Unfortunately, it was about this time the man behind me decided to maul my breasts. He began pinching and pulling my nipples and this was a big turn off. I asked him to please be gentle, but his only reply was that he hoped I was on the pill.
It was at this point I began to panic. I was begging him to stop, I was sure my husband had left condoms for the man to wear (he usually does) and I asked him why he wasn't wearing one. "I always go bareback ma'am" was his reply and about them he pushed in one last time and started to groan. I knew it was too late and began to sob.