With the music blaring, the dance floor overflowing and the hot tubs bubbling away, Smart and I embark upon our “hunt”. Simply, it’s hunt or be hunted. I don’t particularly care for the latter. We prefer to choose to approach a couple based on the following:
1.) Body Language. Are the affectionate? Do they appear as a real couple rather than FWB…Yes, you can tell if a certain amount of time is invested observing. Is there some sort of conflict going on? Couples argue, no big deal. However, Do we want to become involved in a bicker fest or be pawns in some weird revenge play? No.
2.) Attractiveness. Yes, Smart and I look at the couple as a whole but if we are not attracted then it makes it a bit difficult when the “naked” part happens.
3.) Intelligence. If one or both people cannot form a coherent sentence or if they have had too much to drink then we most certainly take a pass.
After perusing the skimpily dressed, glittery and openly aroused smorgasboard, Smart catches the eye of a couple about our age and attractiveness. As they approach, a couple we didn’t even see eyeballing us, swoops in. Without being rude, we engage in light banter and I eventually excuse myself to track the others down. I find my target and zero in. I engage and apologize for interrupting the conversation and covertly inform them that we would be interested in meeting them when they are available. It does not take long before they are sidled up to our pool side table, flirting and basically devouring us with their eyes. After a drink, the conversation takes that anticipated sojourn to, “Are you interested in maybe going upstairs in a few minutes?” What?? Of course we are!! Moving past the second level and onto the third, we can hear the Orgy Room in full swing. The gentle panting and slapping of flesh accented by some moan and a giggle or two lets everyone know things are rolling along quite well. Smart and I have our favorite room. We always gravitate to it. It’s comfortable, private and usually not occupied because it’s the first room as you reach the top of the stair case.
Our new-found friends follow us in and we close the door quietly behind them. Closed doors signify NO ENTRY. The party begins without hesitation as their male half begins disrobing me immediately. My nipples are quite hard and begging to be gently fondled and sucked and of course they are. First, by Smart, then by the Grizzly Guy. Reminded me of Grizzly Adams…what can I say? I do like having someone on each breast. It’s truly a sight to behold and makes me incredibly eager to fuck. Want to make me slippery-wet…That’s the most efficient way! Smart then locks his eyes on “The Blonde” and deftly maneuvers her into a 69. We are such on the bed where we can see one another. We silently communicate that we are a GO for lift off! As the sounds of lustful enjoyment waft from her mouth, she’s going to cum quite quickly it seems, Grizzly reaches deep within me and attempts to make me squirt. Attempt very….very unsuccessful. 😦 And he doesn’t seem to get the hint we are without liftoff. Sadly. Attempt #2. I feel a finger feverently trying to enter somewhere I did not give permission. I gently say, “no” but alas, Grizzly does not know what the meaning of that word is. Grabbing his hand, I suggest that he not do that again, of course my wickedly seductive smile is all he sees. Meanwhile, Smart is full on fucking the chosen one. He looks happy and Very, Very Erect. Good for him… and her! LOL. The Grizzly wedges his body between them and us and whispers in my ear…”Just let me put it in a couple of minutes without one” That statement jolted me out of the utter boredom I was experiencing…I was just thinking how the shelves next to the bed needed to be dusted. Ummmm, without out one what??? I scoot away from him off of the bed, saying no repeatedly. What a fucking buzz kill. Not for me but for Smart, who was very close to cumming. I didn’t bust the guy out until much later, when we were back down stairs, but Smart knew something was up. Trading back to our actual partners, we engage in a lovely 69 and I am loving it! It sometimes seems that one partner in any couple we choose drags the party down. There’s no way to tell when or if this will occur. Just gotta roll the dice. We continue to play a little together and then notice that she’s dressing. This is a double-edged sword. Smart was enjoying her. I was enjoying watching him in action. Now, because this OAF decided to be an idiot, it ruined the experience for everyone. Making our way downstairs, we grab a drink and head toward the pool area. I fill Smart in on Grizzly’s behavior. He’s not happy. He’s not happy that happened to me and he’s not happy because he didn’t finish getting laid. Big Sigh.
After chatting, dancing with my breasts completely exposed and some obnoxious singing and more drinking we spot the couple we should have engaged earlier.D & H. We strike up a conversation and before you know it we are having a great time talking about the LS and all that goes with it. H surprisingly says she has to wind down and needs sleep. DAMN! But then gives us her blessing to play with D apart from her. Conundrums, conundrums…..Smart is a little leary of the situation but decides to proceed cautiously. D ends up being a seemingly awesome guy. We find the room that we hunker down in for the remainder if the night and begin to talk, laugh and generally have a good time. I know it’s bordering on 3 am at this point, the conversation is at a lull and I sheepishly suggest that the three of us play. Smart agrees as does D. I can see my man’s cock growing as he firmly rubs it through the soft denim of his jeans. I ask for him to take a pic of me splayed on the bed…I am thoroughly turned on and you can see the outline of my engorged clit in the aforementioned pic…..HOT! I am fully shaved for the occasion and feel so very soft to the touch. I caress my thighs, then outer lips…feels so amazing. I could masturbate for them. Um, No! I need to be taken and fucked properly. To hell with self stimulation, at least for tonight! Smart instructs D to begin play, So with a “I just won the Lottery look” he shimmies my panties off and delves into my inviting, wet and swollen pussy. His mouth feels amazing as his tongue swirls around and all over. Looking over at Smart, his pants are now off and he’s stroking his rock hard shaft which happens to be glistening with pre-cum at the end. YUM! D then asks if we can fuck. Smart positions himself in front of me, on the bed…stiff cock at attention and demanding to be serviced. As I raise my ass in the air, my cunt practically begging out loud….TAKE ME….he gingerly slides it in and the gentle motion of his energy travels through my body and into the incredible blow job I am happily giving Smart. There’s something so fluid, so perfect about this moment…*Sigh I see D behind me in the mirror and Smart, so handsome and goddamn sexy lying before me, cock sliding in and out of my mouth, his moans becoming a little louder each wet stroke I take, then….I am jerked out of my reverie by the increasing rhythm and begin to feel the pummeling my exposed and sloppy pussy is eagerly accepting. Ohhhhh…I begin to feel the inevitable tidal wave that will overtake me….then….BAM! D slows slightly, then slows again. Sensing something is awry, *another sigh….. he apologizes and slowly pulls out. He wants to be with his wife. He feels guilty. On one hand, I totally get it. On the other, I JUST WANNA FUCKING CUM! For crying out loud. We cannot win for losing tonight. Regardless of the litany that is scrolling across my mind, I assure him that his reservations are just fine and that we both completely understand…which we do. Still frustrating! D dresses and Smart and I are left to our own devices. I must say that I received the longest, stiffest and most fulfilling fuck that night….by my own man. Not some random stranger, but my man. A wise girl once said, “There’s no place like home.”
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