Happy Anniversary, Baby! I live and work in a tourist town, so I see a lot of couples celebrating one event or another.
Once I got to participate intimately in one such celebration, and it was the night of my life! Rob and I had lived and worked together years ago, and we kept in touch when he moved to another part of the state. So when he called me from the farm town where he and his wife lived, asking me for ideas on where to and how to party for their fifth anniversary, I told him to leave it to me.
On the night they arrived in town , they came to eat at the gourmet restaurant where I was maitre'd. Andrea looked stunning in a tight black shimmery dress which accented the curves that I had tried so hard not to notice whenever I had seen her before. They enjoyed their meal, wine, and dessert fully before I sent them to the brewery a couple blocks away where I had reserved them a front row seat for a blues show and dance.
Before they left, Andrea thanked me with a kiss complete with tongue, and I had a hard time concentrating for the next hour or so, until I could make my escape and join them at the brewery. I ran all the way there and they were just relaxing with a pitcher of IPA and enjoying the show. She said they were waiting for me before they would go out on the dance floor.
When an upbeat song began to play, they excused themselves to dance, but stayed close to the table and Andrea gave me a good show as she shook her stuff, and my "stuff" began to rise in my slacks. On their third dance she waved me up to them, and on the crowded dance floor the three of us gyrated closely, but I could not conceal my excitement as she pressed her wonderful tush against me while bumping to the beat.
Rob excused himself as a slower number came on, saying he was thirsty, so she wrapped her slender arms around me and gave me the deepest kiss I could remember while we swayed to the guitar music. I cast a nervous glance at her husband, who was smiling at us, and it looked like he was rubbing his crotch under the table! This was getting real good, but before we got out of hand in public, she suggested we all go back to their bridal suite that I had reserved for them.
I was in no shape to argue, so drove the half mile to the motel and parked next to them. It was cold and flurrying on the two feet of powder snow that fell a few days before, so Andrea thought we should go for a dip in the big custom hot tub to warm up. I was already more than warm, and the sight of my good friend's wife in a tiny thong bikini made me choke and bite my tongue as she slid into the bubbly underlit waters. It was after midnight so the chances of getting disturbed were quite slim, as Rob and I sat on the edge of the tub, with our feet dangling in the foam. Andrea came over and pulled my Speedo right off and threw it aside, then proceeded to suck my thick 7" sausage right down her velvety throat. I looked over at her husband three feet away, and he said relax, they were both enjoying it as much as I was. Before I had a chance to come, she moved over to him and pulled his suit off and treated him to the same great head that I had enjoyed. After a couple minutes of that, he and I slipped into the water and helped her out of her suit, tossing it over by ours.
I sat on the underwater bench on one side of the 8 person pool and lifted Andrea up with a hand on each of her soft place cheeks until she was halfway out of the water. She spread her lean legs around my head and as I dove in for my dessert, there was just enough light for me to see that her neat bush was the same deep red color as the long hair on her head.
While I munched on her muff and rimmed her pretty little pucker, Rob sat on the other side of the sauna, holding and kissing her head and neck, while they mumbled sweet nothings to each other. After a couple wild climaxes like this, Andrea begged me to plug her full of meat, so I stood up, with her still half in the water, and granted her her wish. Her perky breasts beat the water into an even thicker foam as we did our exciting tango while her husband held her shoulders up and cheeered us on. After a few minutes we rolled her over on her stomach, and Rob sat back on the side of the pool so she could suck him more, all the while I drove deep into her beautiful softness and massaged her gorgeous buns. She moaned louder and reached back with one hand to spread her cheeks wider. I took the hint and began to work a finger, then two, then three into her chute using the plentiful foam as a lubricant. Soon this hot redhead growled the words I had always wanted to hear: Stick it in there! I was so well lubed from being in her sex all this time that I slid my entire head and another inch inside without any resistance.
I was afraid she might change her mind, but she just breathed deeply for a minute and told me to keep going. I twisted and turned as much as I could to help work it in, and looking over her shoulder I saw her husband with the most intense erotic look in his eyes, stroking himself slowly.
Once I got all the way in, we began to rock together gently, then I backed up to the side so I could sit above the water and enjoy seeing what was the most incredible feeling I had ever experienced.
Rob soon came over to our side and bent to kiss her nipples that were like marbles from the frigid air outside. Andrea lay her head back on my shoulder as I continued to plow her rear, so I began to nibble on her ears and the back of her neck. My friend stepped right up and placed his throbbing length against her softness, then as he slowly slid in, she lay her head back so I could look in her eyes as they almost bugged out. The new tenant made her anal canal even more snug than it was before, and I thought I was in heaven as the three of us rocked together on the side of the jacuzzi.
We all came together in a loud chorus, and I lay back on the icy deck to catch my breath, with Andrea still on my meat, and Rob still hanging in her snatch. I heard a noise and looked back by the motel door to see it close silently. When we could stand up again, the three of us retired, still nude, through the deserted motel halls to their suite. We slept until the sun woke us up, then she phoned the front desk to ask for a late check-out. There were no reservations for the next night, so they said to take all day if she wanted to...
no problem. So we started getting friendly again, and when room service brought up a huge breakfast, Andrea answered the door wearing a corset, garters, and stockings.
She led the young man to the table and his eyes popped out of his head, then he looked over and recognized me and choked. But I winked back and when Andrea led him back to the door, she gave him a tip and a deep kiss, and whispered something in his ear. He made a hasty retreat, then we enjoyed a leisurely feast in the nude. Just as Rob and I were starting to get his wife hot again, someone knocked on the door.
She went to get it in the nude, and it was the room service fellow, out of his uniform. Andrea grabbed his hand and pulled him into the bed, not wasting any time stripping him and getting to know his thin length. While she sucked him, her husband eased himself behind her and lubed up her soft place and his length, then began the exquisite journey up her chocolate tunnel. I lay on my back and worked my head under her teasing cunt, and the tangy taste of her was accented by the the sight of his ramrod pistoning in and out of her rectum just inches away. We all came at least three times that day by trying every possible combination of three men and one woman, and Rob and Andrea were too tired to drive the three hours back home, so I payed for them to stay another night in the suite. As I left the lobby the old gentleman winked at me, and ever since then, when I see the lady that runs the motel, she has thanked me for taking such good care of her guests. I can't wait for their next anniversary! submitted on 020603 |
