After Dinner: Cate Tales Chapter 9
After Dinner
Sweet Ending
The dinner was fantastic, just as we'd anticipated, and the four friends had a blast trying to solve some of the world's issues during their amusing conversations throughout the meal. There was a lot of joking around during the meal, with a touch of mild flirting and a sprinkling of sexual innuendos, mostly initiated by the playful Cate. When they moved to the living room with each person holding a glass of wine, the group relaxed into the cozy, comfortable sofas in the spacious living area.
"Thank you all so much for inviting us over today. We had a delightful afternoon, and it feels like you're going to spoil us with your attention and generosity.
"Tom and I were discussing this before dinner, and we thought it could be fun to have a little dance party tonight if you're up for it and haven't made any other plans. We had so much fun dancing with both of you last time, and we hoped you'd enjoy it as much as we do. All of you are skilled dancers, except maybe Tom. Do you think you'd like the idea as much as we do?" Cate said, her voice filled with excitement.
Jason recalled the last time he danced with Cate, when he got to participate in the incredible experience of taking off her clothing. It was one of the most erotic and thrilling experiences in his life, and that's saying something, given his talents as a seducer and his borderline addiction to sex. He wondered if he would be able to dance with her again tonight, admiring the idea of holding her luscious body or whether she just wanted the spouses to be close to each other. Either way, he would go with the flow. Whatever happened tonight would happen, no matter how it turned out. He wouldn't pressure anything.
"What a fabulous idea, Cate," Sasha said, standing to choose some slow, romantic music for them to dance to. "Jason, dear, could you please turn on the dim lights and create the perfect setting for our dance ritual? I'm really looking forward to this."
Jason dimmed the lights and the beautiful music filled the room, creating the perfect environment for the couple's sensual dance. The pairs adjacent to them collectively embraced each other, becoming one on the makeshift dance floor and submerging themselves in the moment.
"It will take far less time to undress you out of that outfit if that's part of our plan tonight," Tom whispered to Cate, as they held each other closely. "A simple pull on that waist tie would completely open that dress, and your thong, stockings, and high heels would leave you completely exposed to sight and touch. How do you feel? Do you want me to remove your clothes or hold off until our host takes over the tour?"
Jason and Sasha were deeply immersed in their own hushed conversation, touching and exploring each other's curvaceous bodies as they gracefully swayed on the dance floor. His hands slowly caressed his wife's curves through her long, silky emerald skirt. The high slit in the skirt allowed seamless access to her naked thigh, all the way up to her hip, and the ultra-low neckline of the matching blouse provided the perfect view of what resembled two soft, pink balloons desperately trying to burst out of the neckline. Her nipples appeared to be attempting to tear holes through the delicate fabric, almost looking like two large buttons ready to be pressed. The high heels on her marabou mules helped emphasize the perfectly shaped legs, alluringly on display through the long slit in the skirt. The mules gave an added appeal to her firm, juicy derriere, inspiring the urge to cup, kiss, or even spank it.
"I do believe the sash will be ripped away to expose your charms at some point, I think. But not while we're dancing, love. It's likely that something will go wrong during the tour, so you should inform me about your expectations and limits so I'm prepared. I need to know where your comfort level is this evening. Is it funny that Jason isn't being the pushy and suggestive rascal you remember him to be? Could it be time for a little role reversal in this game? Your thoughts, dear?" Cate asked.
"Truly, I came here anticipating a great time and allowing you to indulge in any desires or scenarios that come to mind. And it goes without saying that removing your clothes is a crucial part of our activities here, as our poolside play displayed. This clearly demonstrated that."
"Hey, maybe it's time for a change of roles tonight. Like, you can be unlimited while we're together. I'm totally fine with the situation. I'm feeling great: confident, calm, excited. I'm having a blast and I'm pretty relaxed right now. The wine might've contributed to that. I'm here for you and I'm gonna support your decision on whatever you choose.
"Oh, by the way, I brought this blue pill just in case we wanna try it out. No pressure, I'm just being prepared," Tom shared with his stunning fabulous wife.
"So, how about you take it now, sweetheart? Considering the medicine, seeing me naked, some physical contact, and the sexy vibe around, it might get your hot cock hard enough to fit inside me for a while. Or maybe I'll give you a top-notch blowjob and drain the contents of your massive balls. Yum. Either way, I'm gonna make you ejaculate tonight, my dear. You might as well think about that," Cate advised.
Tom started to answer that he was anticipating this evening's events when he got a gentle shoulder tap.
"Mind if I join, Tom?" Jason inquired, looking right at Tom then at Cate. "I'd love to dance with my favorite dance partner again if that's okay with you both."
Both Cate and Tom were blown away by his polite behavior. It was really different from the persistent, cocky womanizer they'd experienced before.
"Definitely, Jason. I'm positive Cate would want to dance with you again, wouldn't you, sweetheart? It's been a while since we were at your place, and I'm aware she loved the experience then," Tom replied, smiling at the host. "And I'd love to share a few dances with Sasha. I'd be privileged to have the chance to dance with such a gorgeous partner."
"Of course, I'd gladly have a few dances with Jason," Cate said. "And it looks like Sasha's eagerly awaiting your return, holding out her arms. Jason and I will re-create our past. It'll be a pleasant flashback."
Cate separated from Tom, kissed him passionately on the lips, and fit into Jason's arms. She embraced him with her lips wrapped around his neck, her body tightly against his, and her breasts pressed against his powerful chest. The scent of her perfume was intense and Jason felt his penis rise in response as they waltzed on the floor to the melodious, sensual music from the stereo. Her nipples hardened from the touch, becoming like ball bearings and almost bursting through the thin wrap dress.
Jason behaved like a perfect gentleman and controlled himself. He didn't touch any of Cate's more enticing places nor tried to peek under her dress to see her bare breasts. His hands didn't go anywhere near her more tantalizing zones. He didn't up against her leg or crotch either. This completely different Jason Sinclair didn't grab her breasts or sneakily rub her sideboob. He also refrained from grinding his growing cock into her leg or crotch.
Tom and Sasha spun together on the floor, observing their spouses carefully. Both were curious about what was going on but didn't seem bothered. They were simply watching what would occur between their spouses. It's worth mentioning that the attraction between these two was apparent and entertaining to both of them.
As they waltzed near the fireplace, Tom noticed a large, costly-looking leather case on the hearth. "Is this a backgammon game, isn't it?" he questioned. "Does anyone play?"
Jason glanced back to reply, "We both do, but to be honest, I'm not so great at it. Sasha is an amazing backgammon player, and it's super embarrassing to always lose. I've got skunked three times and I'm not a great loser."
Cate giggled, circled her eyes at her husband, and shook her head. She knew Tom would be incredibly excited as he's a big fan of the game. It was obvious to her that a challenge had been thrown down.
The dance partner released his grip on her, rotated to tackle Tom, and proclaimed with a grin, "By the way, I was pondering if this would be a fine moment to provide a tour of the place. You've only seen your room, this space, the porch, and the pool so far. The top level is filled with several intriguing attractions if you're curious. I'd be delighted to show you around."
Tom eyeballed Sasha, subsequently his mate, and remarked, "You understand what? While I appreciate the notion of seeing the location, why don't you and Cate go on the tour, and I'll remain here to give Queen Sasha of Backgammon-land a run for her money. I'm usually up for a fight and a seven-game set seems to be a fun challenge. Cate, make certain to brief me on anything you think I'd find fascinating. I can wander around later and conduct my own exploration, provided it's acceptable. Maybe Sasha could guide me. Is that okay with you? Or should we tag along as chaperones?"
"No, darling. We'll be okay on our own. We'll try our hardest not to get into too much mischief. At any rate, we'll attempt to avoid the problem. I'm confident Jason will lead us out of this maze of a location and not require a rescue team. I'll consult him regarding hidden corridors and shortcuts. Enjoy yourselves with Sasha, and let her disclose to you the finer elements of the game. Unless the dice favor you, of course."
Sasha and Tom were configuring the board on a massive teak coffee table and pouring additional wine when Cate traipsed over, dug her lips into Tom's, and shot him a coy grin as she detached. She then whirred to Sasha, seized her mug, enclosed her face in her palms, and left her with a passionate, passion-drenched kiss. She lifted her assess, enfolded Jason's arm, and asserted, "Let's proceed with the tour. I'm keen to explore this place."
"Do I need to change into explorer finery or am I appropriately attired for this adventure? Tom usually chooses my clothing when we're out together, so unsurprisingly, I'm not wearing much, as you may have noticed while dancing."
"Yes, I entranced your exquisite attire. I adulate your partner's trendy apparel preferences. That garb seems fitting for a tour of this locale. Stroll on... I'll show you the second floor." Jason ushered them up a vast, gracefully curved hardwood stairway. "The massage parlor, dance studio, health club, and music studio are bristling with life atop this level, in addition to many of the other guest rooms. All furnishings, decor, and artwork were formulated by Sasha, who worked tirelessly to give each room a unique identity and an artistic touch. She skillfully selected every piece of art, too. She's justifiably content with her handiwork, as am I."
They meandered into several rooms, commending the furnishings, decor, and art. Jason enlightened them regarding the lineage and source of many items and paintings as the tour continued.
Cate extolled, "My goodness, both of you have accomplished a stupendous achievement here. The spot is strikingly marvelous. Congratulations on your accomplishments. And again, thank you so much for welcomed us. We're stupefied you'd opt to unite us as your maiden visitors. Of course, you must possess considerably more charming friends, yet you chose us."
She gestured toward a room, led the way to the California king-size, four-poster bed with its fine veil canopy and curtains. Cate lightly stepped across to the wall, regarded the titillating image of a bare female above the luxurious headboard. Before Jason could regale her with information, Cate drifted toward the bed's foot, grasped the picture, and admired the alluring portrait of a nude woman. Jason shuffled in and paused behind her.
"You're right, that's accurate. However, Sasha and I had an excellent experience with you two at the house, so we wanted to compensate for my... zestful... brash... and absolutely uncouth pursuit of you. I'm not denying that it was me... I'm distinctly that guy... but after learning more about you, I comprehended that you're a stunningly beautiful, kind, and potentially lifelong friend – not merely another sexual reward. I'm not asserting it wasn't me... I genuinely am that guy... yet I've recognized that you're an aesthetically pleasing, warm individuality and not merely another conquest."
Jason had just turned to face Cate when she was still speaking. He appeared more severe than she had ever witnessed before. She held her gaze on him as he proceeded with his monologue, her countenance tranquil and devoid of emotion. Cate remained where she was, pressed against the foot of the bed but not touching it, a few inches distant from her host.
"Do I... maybe not, but I do... have the desire to partake in a deeper encounter than the one we shared the last time we were together? Definitely." Cate paused, pondering. "But I know now that it would never transpire with my pushing and seeking you out ceaselessly. Perhaps if I'd taken a more patient approach, and, most importantly, shown more dignity, we could have been in a different situation. I've been wanting to share these thoughts with you for some time now, hoping that our visit would present me with the perfect opportunity. And I'm relieved that it has."
In the family room, Tom and Sasha were on the verge of starting game six out of seven in their backgammon series. Sasha had managed to claim victory in three rounds, while Tom had bagged two. All of the games were reasonably close, and the friends were having a great time playing, conversing, joking, and even accusing each other of cheating. They realized the stakes were critical, so in the spirit of playful competition, Sasha proposed a novel condition; whoever had the most checkers remaining on their home board when they lost would owe as many kisses to the victor. Gladly, they agreed; these subtle smooches would not be messy; only soft kisses aimed at their opponent's lips. The duo was greatly savoring the time they were spending together while their spouses were off participating in activities unknown.
Tom, in particular, was eager because whenever Sasha arched her back and shook the dice cup, her large and curvaceous breasts, unsupported by any bra, bounced and jiggled enticingly beneath her low-cut top, allowing him glimpses of her abundant physique and her prominent nipples. Not even being the loser bothered him; it seemed Sasha deliberately did it to distract him when she played. It seemed fortuitous that losers received rewards after all.
"Curious about what's going on with the sightseer and the travel guide?" mused Tom, preparing to roll the dice, rolling the pair with a gentle jingle inside.
"Indeed. There's a ton to see there. They've been gone for a while. They must be satisfied with what they've seen or experienced. Maybe Carter needs to go up and see how they are," Sasha inquired, raising an eyebrow at her opponent. "To check on their well-being?"
"No way. Absolutely not. We'll be fine without them," Tom responded, giving her a wicked smirk as he rolled a double.
Back in the bedroom, Cate continued to gaze at Jason, hesitating. She contemplated how she should continue their dialogue, unsure of what she should say next. Jason stood gazing back at her, unresponsive. Eventually, Cate resumed the conversation.
"So, Jason, I truly value the remarks you just made. Thank you.
"Do you still recall that night we were together? You'll remember where it took place; on your couch."
"Certainly, absolutely, I can't fathom there's any chance of forgetting something so significant. That experience was one too marvelous to allow one to forget," Jason answered.
"You wanted more that evening. Did you feel you were shortchanged?" questioned Cate.
"Yes, I craved more. However, I didn't feel I was short-changed because you shared with me what you were willing and able to give. I'm grateful that you allowed me to remove your garments, fondle you, and assist you in reaching fulfillment. It was an experience I'll cherish forever. However, it comes with a price; those soiled trousers I destroyed." Jason cushioned his response with a crooked smile.
"In case it were possible for us to proceed further tonight, what would be your answer? Would you consider it appealing?" Cate inquired, her voice somber and intense.
"I can't express how desirable that idea would be. How could we accomplish such a task? What role would Tomplay in this?"
"If it were just a matter of going downstairs and asking Tom to allow us to progress further, could you find the words to request it? Could you execute it?" Cate inquired seriously, fixating on Jason's gaze. "Would you demonstrate the utmost respect towards him?"
Absolutely, I would apologize and try to make amends. I've been negligent of his feelings in the past and I'm sorry about that. I was so focused on you and trying to win you over that I overlooked his importance. I could approach him now and seek his forgiveness, or even his approval.
Cate grabbed Jason's shoulders to stop him as he started to leave. "You don't need to go ask him for permission," she said, pulling him back. "I just wanted to know what you would do. Tonight is all up to me, I can do whatever I want."
Cate drew him close and kissed him passionately. Her hands slipped behind him and gripped his chest. Imbued with her growing desire, her nipples pressed through the sheer fabric of her dress, announcing their presence. They kissed fiercely, tongues intertwined, and the tension between them rose exponentially. Cate's hand slipped behind her back, undid the ribbon tie on her dress, and tossed it aside, exposing her beautiful breasts. Her nipples were rock hard.
Jason's right hand scooped one of her breasts into his palm. He squeezed the tender flesh and pondered its weight, then twisted the bonelike nipple between his fingers.
"Can I be a little aggressive with you tonight?" he asked, his grip on her nipple tightening.
"Yes, I'm durable," she replied, grunting as he increased the pressure. "You won't hurt me."
They broke apart for a moment and Cate climbed onto him. Her knees straddled his thighs and his hands roamed over her body. He twisted one nipple and pinched the other as she ground against him. Jason's fingers trailed up her leg. He gripped her purse-like mound through her tiny, insignificant underwear and then, without asking, tugged them down. Cate's legs fell wide open, and he leaped to his knees to pull them off. Discarding them on the floor, Cate leaned back, resting on her elbows, her well-defined thighs opening completely. Jason reached out and caressed her chest, his hand squeezing her firm breasts roughly.
"If you want to lick me, go for it," she ordered, her gaze never leaving his face as he moved toward her. "I want to feel your tongue on me."
He murmured his agreement, his lips brushing her erect nipples. She grunted with pleasure as he cupped her slit under her tiny thong. His fingers traced over her delicate folds through the thin layer of material.
"Take them down," she said, wanting to feel his tongue on her naked flesh.
Jason obliged, pulling the tiny scrap of fabric over her feminine thighs and heels. He cupped one foot and bent it, pulling off the sheer garment, then did the same with the other. He asked if she wanted him to remove her stockings, but she said, "No, keep them on."
Cate raised her legs, slipping her heels off her pointy-toed pumps. Her host had forgotten the rules he'd been given, but this was better, she liked it this way. Her naked body was now free for him to do as he wished. Cate patted the bed and Jason lowered himself to his knees, inhaling the aroma of her arousal. He placed his hands on her knees and slid them apart, gazing at the entrance to her wetness. Flaps of skin shielded her opening and the persistent flow of moisture. Cate gazed at him, her body quivering with anticipation, her eyes full of longing. He laid his tongue on her slit, tenderly pushing it against the petals of her desire. A trickle of nectar flowed over his tongue, making him want to go on. He swirled his tongue against her, dipping it into her honeyed core.
"Do me hard," she told him, his tongue slid into her. Her lubrication thickened as Jason refused to let the back of his tongue be the only one that enjoyed the fruits of her arousal. His tongue danced over her swelling clit, his hand gently tugging her nipple harder than before.
Her moans of pleasure grew deeper and louder as his tongue explored her tight, pulsating cunt. Her breasts heaved with her breathing, and her hips rocked, revealing just how much she was enjoying the experience. Jason sensed she wanted more, and he was more than happy to provide it. He threw her legs over his shoulders and latched onto her clit, his hands kneading her breasts roughly. He gripped her hips and held her steady, rising to his feet and lifting her ass slightly off the bed, entering her in one thrust.
His right hand moved to her swollen pussy and he pinched the fleshy lips between his thumbs and index fingers. As he continued eating her, he pressed his tongue on her drooling opening, capturing her protruding clitoris between his lips. He rapidly flicked it with his tongue, causing her body to push against his face and increase the pressure on her most sensitive spots. He knew she was close to orgasm so he added two fingers into her damp hole while he continued to taunt her nipple. Applying intense pressure to her G-spot, he stretched her oozing pussy further by inserting a third finger.
"Fuck! Jason, I'm so close," Cate screamed. She didn't care if her voice was heard downstairs. She was certain that both spouses had an idea of what was taking place. She had no problem letting out her moans and yells of pleasure. "Oh, my God! Yes! Here I cum! Oh fuck!"
Cate cried out in pure bliss as a wave of climax hit her. Jason didn't stop, licking as she dumped her juices all over his face and fingers. She pushed her hips against his digging fingers and probing tongue, her legs stiffened and trembled. Her head shook back and forth. Her moans and murmurs filled the room. Her vaginal walls clenched and relaxed, almost breaking Jason's digits. This time, instead of just kissing and suckling her breasts while he finger-fucked her, she received his oral skills directly on her fat, hairless pussy. She didn't think Jason was any more skilled than her husband, but she'd be happy to have a friendly competition between them in the future.
Cate, finally relaxed and clear-headed, sat straight on the bed with her spaced-out legs and her wet snatch. Her big, droopy tits were slightly dripping sweat and her right nipple ached. The combination of her sweat and Jason's pre-cum covered her face. The hands that typically permitted her husband to watch were off.
"I'm sure Tom would've loved to... experience this with us, but today it's just between you and me. Perhaps we'll entertain him later," Cate said, making eye contact with her lover.
Jason stepped back and took his clothes off. His erection strained against his pants. Cate brushed her cheek up and down against the front of his pants. She gripped his balls with one hand and leaned against his hip with the other to help him balance. She looked up and saw the desire in Jason's eyes and labored breath.
"I've been waiting a long time for this, Cate." Jason breathed, close to whispering.
"And I want to make sure it was worth the wait." Cate replied, releasing her hold and removing his pants and underwear. His erect penis bounced against her face. She had seen it in his pants before, but never seen it naked. His manhood was what she imagined it being. Long and wide. A life-threatening tool. His dick was a beautiful shade of purple and standing stiffly, ready to pour semen into her receptacle. She licked the wet pre-seminal fluid from the tip and licked the spongy rib for him. Jason held her hair back to maintain balance. She bit gently at the fleshy top, her lips grazing the sensitive underside before enveloping the sticky end with her mouth. A sigh escaped from her host, his cock jumping in response to her actions.
"Care to be more comfortable, Jason?" Cate asked, releasing her hold on his manhood. "You can sit on the chair in the corner and I'll get on my knees for you if you like. It's my turn now."
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Jason hesitated to let go of her head and moved to a big wing chair, sitting down with his legs spread wide. His massive erection glistened with saliva and pre-cum and pointed towards the ceiling. Cate fixed her gaze on his and offered a flirtatious smile as she removed her dress, allowing it to fall to the floor. She went on her hands and knees and slowly crawled towards his spot in the room, her plump breasts swaying alluringly. With each step, her breasts wiggled provocatively, giving off an irresistible view to her wary host. As she advanced at a torturously slow pace, Jason took in her scintillating display. He'd never imagined he'd see Cate in such an enticing submissive role, yet even though she appeared subservient, she exuded an aura of absolute control and unyielding dominance. She was a feline predator about to feast on her prey.
Once she reached the chair, Jason's spread legs allowed her to nestle herself in tightly between them. She maintained eye contact and lowered her head, taking his entire erection into her mouth in a single motion. The ridged head of his cock slammed against the back of her throat. A soft groan and gasp escaped Jason's mouth as he shoved his hips forward and clutched the chair arms, taken aback by the delightful sensation.
"Oh fuck," he exclaimed. "That feels so f*cking good, Cate."
Cate took her wet mouth from his dick just long enough to say, "Imagine how much better it'll feel when you explode your load down my throat, or would you prefer to cover my face? Or maybe both if you want."
Cate returned to her task of devouring his mouthwatering cock. She gripped his shaft firmly near the base and stroked it with her hand, sliding the meaty tool in and out of her slobbering mouth with one fluid motion. She jerked her head back and forth in an intense rhythm, bringing him to the brink of orgasm before pulling back just enough to keep him on edge. She repeated this cycle, sucking his cock with her mouth, pushing it to the back of her throat, occasionally letting the head pop out so she could lick it seductively over her lips and cheek.
"I want you to let go, Jason," Cate said in a husky voice. "You've been waiting long enough for this, and I'm determined to send you over the edge."
Cate moved up on her knees and enveloped his cock in the warm flesh of her breasts, hunching her body up and down to create the sensation of his penis fucking her luscious melons. She spitted between her massive tits to lubricate them and squished them more firmly together, adding extra pressure to his erection. The bulbous head of his penis repeatedly emerged and disappeared from her cleavage, and she lapped at it every time it peeked out.
"I don't want you to hold back, Jason," she continued in a melodious voice. "Cum for me."
She scooted up on her knees and embraced his steel shaft between her ample bosom, bobbing up and down to allow his cock to penetrate her armpits. She licked at his tool, tasting the pre-cum that dripped from his tip with each bounce.
"I'm cumming, Cate," he shouted, pushing his hips upward.
Cate leaned back on her heels and enveloped his manhood in her mouth one more time as she felt his body tense up. She thrust her face toward his groin, taking him deep into her throat using the muscles there to urge him to climax. She squeezed his balls, urging his seed to escape. His dick grew in girth and began to pulse as she expertly sucked and bobbed her head to bring him to completion. Cate pressed her nose into Jason's groin and purred in appreciation as he started releasing his load in her mouth. The first two spurts shot into the back of her throat with so much force that her head jerked back, while the following jets spattered her tongue with his thick, salty seed. He grunted and gripped her hair tightly, his balls retracting and his hips bucking uncontrollably as he emptied his load into her. She swallowed every last drop, refusing to allow a single drop to spill over her lips. She wanted him to recall this as the most sensual blowjob of his life.
Jason slumped into the wing chair, his eyes clouded in post-orgasmic satisfaction. He gazed down at Cate, observing her throat constrict as she swallowed his semen. Smiling almost coyly, she pulled his deflating cock from her mouth and tapped it on her cheeks, enjoying the lingering dampness. She wiped the last residue from her mouth with her fingertips and offered another coy smile at Jason.
I hope everything lived up to your expectations," Cate whispered seductively as she got up from her knees to pick up her dress. "I really put in my best effort for you, and you taste amazing too."
"I can't find the words right now," Jason responded, searching for his clothes and trying to get dressed. "Mind-blowing doesn't even begin to describe it. You're... well, you're something else."
"You could call me an amazing cocksucker," Cate added, buckling her dress and picking up her thong from the floor.
"That wasn't quite the direction I was going in, but..."
"If the shoe fits, right?" Cate laughed. "I'm more than okay with that title. I've been practicing a lot, and it turns out I'm pretty good at it. My boyfriend Tom calls me that all the time."
"Hey, what about us?" Jason joked. "We should head downstairs and check on how the tournament is going. I hope we didn't interrupt your game with all the moaning and panting."
"We'll see if we can handle it," Cate said, smiling. "I think we'll manage, but I'll have to see how you fare. You feel a little shaky there, Jason?"
"I might need some help, but I think I'll make it though the night," he replied jokingly.
"We'll see," Cate chuckled.
With hands linked, Jason and Cate casually explored the second level before returning to the main room. They found Sasha and Tom on the couch making out passionately, both shirtless and showing a lot of skin. It looked like they had also been playing a game of strip backgammon.
"You guys took your time," Sasha smirked, giving Cate a playful hug. "Did you actually take the time to see any of the amenities up there?"
"We saw plenty," Cate replied, laughing.
"I'm kind of relieved, we were worried about you two," Tom joked. "We were hesitant to interrupt, but the backgammon games were holding our attention pretty tightly. Hopefully nothing untoward happened."
"Don't worry, we were able to handle it just fine," Cate reassured them. "No one was hurt."
She sat down on the other side of Tom and pinched his erect nipple, causing him to let out a slight yelp but still smile. With a wicked grin on her face, she then relaxed her grip and the large, heavy breast returned to its original position.
"I guess you were playing a game of strip backgammon down here while we were away," Cate suspiciously eyed the virtually naked couple. "You didn't lose any progress, did you?"
Sasha giggled before giving Cate a sly look and then glancing at her husband. "We were initially playing for kisses, but when I won game seven, Tom got the chance to see these puppies for real."
Cate squeezed Sasha's nipple again and the woman let out another small yelp while smiling. She released it and Sasha's boob bounced back into place, sitting next to its twin.
"Wow, that's one thing you have there," Tom said to Cate. "I'm really grateful that the dice were on my side for game seven."
Cate reached past Tom to pinch Sasha's other nipple. "Sasha, you're unveiling a lot of skin for that grand prize - a hug?"
Sasha laughed and disappeared back into her boyfriend's embrace. Tom gently rubbed Cate's hand away and offered one of his own to his wife. Cate opened her hand and placed a small, sweaty thong in it.
"By chance, these fell off," Cate said, smirking. "No big deal, right?"
"Completely fine, no worries," Tom replied, folding the underwear and putting it in his pocket. "Seems the same thing happened to my shirt and Sasha's top."
"Apparently, we both had good luck tonight, darling mine," Cate chirped at Tom with a devious smirk. "Now that you two have finished with your game, what would you like to do next? I'm willing to listen to any ideas you might have, dearest."
"Am I making the decisions now? Am I the one who chooses?" questioned Tom. "That sounds a little presumptuous, don't you think?"
"I can't believe it's up to me, my sweetheart," gushed Cate softly. "Can I assume our gracious hosts will allow us that luxury?" She glanced back and forth at her hosts, silently seeking their approval.
Sasha and Jason bobbed their heads yes in unison, beaming with excitement at the prospect of more naughty fun with their guests. Both were openly panting in anticipation. Jason blew his wife a kiss, who then replied with a lascivious wink. The couple was eagerly looking forward to breaking a few more boundaries this evening. Already, several had been breached and more awaited.
"Alright," purred Tom. "If it's my say then... Cate, could you please stand up, my dear?" he said, his tone direct yet not demanding. "I'd like for you to remove your dress for us, honey."
Cate gave her husband a tender kiss and stepped two paces away from the couch, leaving an additional gap between herself, her spouse, and her hosts. She faced the men, undid the sash at her waist, and left the dress hanging open for a few instants before slipping off the straps, allowing it to gracefully fall to the floor. She returned to face her spouse and the now-awkwardly-dressed pair of hosts. All eyes see were bare boobs, a naked pussy, and long, shapely legs, all carved by an enchanting hand. The seductive image fired up the libidos of everyone in the room.
"Boss, what would you like me to do next, my love?" she whispered quickly.
"Please... make your way to our gentleman friend and give him some relief, darling," Tom answered with a smile. "And I'll see if our enchanting hostess wants the same kind of attention," he added, his tone seductive and gentle.
Up rose Cate, stalking exaggeratedly towards Jason with long, seductive strides, accentuating her high heels and making her remarkable rump dance with each step. Already, Sasha had started to slide her silky skirt down her legs. Completely naked beneath her attire, she embraced the freedom. She removed her skirt, performed a little twirl, and stood before the room, sans clothing, her bald mound heartily declaring her admission to their chosen game. She gracefully stretched her leg, brushed her crotch and gave Tom a cheeky glance of her gargantuan, protruding clit. Cate, amused by this, motioned for Jason to remove his shirt. As he did so, she bent down, sliding his pants and his underwear to the floor along with other discarded garments, leaving him barefoot and clothed only in his chest hair and boxers.
"So, how comfy should I make him, honey?" Cate inquired, looking anxiously at Tom. The room was awash in anticipation.
"You decide, my precious," answered Tom. "You can do whatever you like this evening - it's totally in your hands."
Cate turned to Jason, who was now eyeing her scantily-clad rump in awe. Bending down, she kissed his lips searingly and next, while still keeping eye contact with her spouse, she rolled his boxers down to the floor. He removed his slippers and stood there, naked like the rest of them. His erect penis was pressing against his belly as he watched his wife sucking her hosts rock-hard cock in a daring exhibition.
She stroked his member for a few seconds, evaluating its pliability before leaning over to take him into her mouth. The room's occupants were united in their voyeuristic yearning. As she slowly moved her head up and down on the shaft, her lips feeling its texture, both couples were oblivious to everything else except the sweaty, red-hot action playing out in front of them - the barely clothed wife sucking off a naked guest, all while the husband watched admiringly as he caressed his naked partner. Tom was equally fixated on her generous chest - her big boobs bobbing enticingly as she kneeled in front of a naked man's bulge.
"Do you ladies want me to be more comfy?" asked Tom huskily. "However you see fit to make it happen is absolutely fine with me."
"You decide, sweet," Cate replied. "I'll do whatever you ask of me."
The game heated as the participants approached their climax. Jason kissed Cate back lovingly, helping her disrobe. He gripped her hand and slipped her magnificent bare breasts from their skin-tight garter belt. Cate retrieved both Tom and Sasha's pants and merged them in the center of the sofa. Jason watched her breasts jiggle beautifully as she straightened up. She aimed her hands at the buttons keeping his boxers tightly clamped. Releasing them, they dropped to the floor along with his pants. He kicked off his slippers and was completely naked, sporting a generous erection. Several ooohs of delight erupted from their hosts as Cate straddled Jason's lap, her inner thighs glistening with arousal.
After happily concluding her oral session with Jason, Cate divested him of his manhood and hunkered down on the sofa, going face first on all fours. She relished this position above all others. So vulnerable. So devout. So visceral. She showcased her archingly sensual rump to her guest, looking back at him with a libidinous gleam.
"What next?" Jason breathily inquired.
"Now, I think you should fuck me," Cate languidly replied. With a hopeful glance at her spouse, she sought his preference and trust. "If that suits you, my darling."
Tom fixed his gaze on his beloved and smiled tenderly at her, replying, "If that's the desire you harbor, my dear, then that's what should unfold, my darling."
Cate leaned on her elbows and forearms, exposing her mammoth bosom, brushing her stiff, dark-brown tips against the plush couch cushion's surface. Jason inched up and tentatively fingered her permissible opening with his hardened member. He massaged her juicy flesh a few times, using her viscous nectar to wet himself. He then scooted slightly and coated his wanting member with her loquacious juncture. With utmost care, he directed his drenched crown to her doorway and summoned his thickly significant organ into her inviting embrace. Cate stifled a commended intake of breath from his tactile invasion, awaiting the thrill commencement.
Jason connected his expression with Tom's and requested his consent just before he immersed her sought-after cunt. It appeared the dismissed Jason, stern and selfish, had vanished. In this consummate episode, he seemed a dissimilar entity. Set ablaze? Certainly. Yet, tender. Also, pious. The prior Jason would have thrust into her undiluted orifice without delving into her throbbing spirit. In this moment, Sunday, he awaited a relative command.
"You're listening to her, Jason. She yearns for you to tap that. And I do. I selfishly covet your erection," Tom expressed, his eyes flickering between Jason and Cate. "Dearest love, I adore you... and grant you this."
Tom nodded and allowed Jason to further penetrate her love-craving wife, who now held her weight on her elbows and forearms. Her large, erect teats, dangling prodigiously, brushed the lush, suede couch cushion's surface. As Jason, prick advancing, navigated towards her opening, Cate quivered at that enticing initial touch and leaned into her mate's thighs, yearning for the promised consummation.
Jason extended his right hand, gently acquiring her hips and penetrating her cunt. As he did so, she let out a sensual groan and gazed sideways at her husband Tom. Both Tom and Cate waited for Jason's permissions before riding her long, thick craving within her pussy. With Tom's subtle nudge, Jason got started, moving gingerly, savoring her soft, silky membranous walls. He watched with fascination the site of the ravined opening, quivering and relaxing in passage with each winding inch of his lengthy phallus.
Sasha, meanwhile, settled into a kneeling position between Tom's legs. She lazily blew on his half straining boner while flicking her swollen clitoris. Tom's hands futilely serviced Cate's boobs, enchanted by her luscious curves. At the spectacle of his wife's pussy receiving his friend's sizeable phallus, he remained frozen in place. Cate, in turn, turned her enraptured countenance from her spouse and communicated a panting "thank you" before insisting, "I adore you."
Excited, Jason commenced to rapaciously pounding her, with steely control, demonstrating an evolution from his ballsy self. His stool smacked audibly against her ripe bottom, his grasp on her hip too strong to keep her rooted to the ground. His knuckles bleached white, but without breaking his transfixed stare, Cate maintained her station. Her lusty appetite grew with each penetrating thrust, inviting her rapacious bedfellow to delve deeper and harder into her moist flesh. Her overflowing slit catered to his every thrust, producing a measured, heart-quickening cadence of pulses reverberated both within and without her. Already sated by her stylish mouth, she eagerly awaited his aggressive ruttings to meet his others. A symphony of sensual pouncing rang in the form of uncontrollable grunts, climaxing in a potent climaxing crescendo.
She closed her eyes and surrendered to the force, pushing her butt back to meet the intense penetration of her host. Her clitoris was being smacked by his huge, dangling testicles with each bone-shattering thrust forward into her tight, velvety sheath. Drips of sweat trailed down her breasts and they flopped uncontrollably with the ruthless ravaging her vagina was receiving. She had already experienced two intense orgasms since Jason had entered her and now she was ascending towards what she believed would be the grand finale.
Tom knew he wouldn't be able to hold back much longer. Sasha was a proficient cocksucker who genuinely enjoyed sucking cock and was proving it. She was eager to drain her guest's balls while her husband watched his wife get screwed hard by her husband. The mesmerizing sight of his wife being fucked by Jason and the continuous sucking of Sasha's mouth had him nearing his boiling point.
Jason's wife was well aware that Cate would love to be fucked by her husband. His penis was large, thick, and could go from limp to hard in a matter of seconds. It also had the ideal curvature to stimulate a G-spot. The man possessed endurance, a minuscule recovery period, and mastered the skills of carnal knowledge. And when he ejaculated, he ejaculated profusely and forcefully. He resembled a sexual machine in the same way as Cate did. These two finely-tuned sexual devices seemed determined to fuck each other senseless.
However, the outcome of this duel would have no losers and both were in anticipation of the experience of a lifetime.
Jason pulled out of Cate and swiftly turned her onto her back. Modifying her position, he aligned his cock with her entrance and thrust back inside her, instantly increasing his speed and reaching the intensity level he had left off at. He held her leg straight up with one hand and gently smacked her voluptuous tits with the other. Each whap onto her ample, bouncing breasts prompted a loud moan from Cate and encouraged Jason to give her more spanks.
"Fuck! Yes! I love it! Whack them again! Cate groaned. "Smack my tits! Fuck me like you paid for me! Oh fuck, I love it!"
Jason whacked her voluptuous breasts a few more times, leaving faint handprints on her pliable skin. He drove deeper and quicker into her welcoming vagina and she tightened her arms around his neck, pulling his body closer to hers. Her achingly tender breasts were squashed between them and her nipples pierced his chest. He felt his own climax was imminent and upped his pace, targeting the apex of his orgasm.
Cate looped her arms around his neck and spread her legs wider to give him full access. She yearned for him to reach as deep into her as possible. She desired him to plunge harder and faster into her aching pussy. He pummeled into her with as much intensity as he could muster and she began to attain the peak of her sexual pleasure. They clamored and groaned and growled, emitting the loud guttural sounds of two individuals caught up in an unbridled, inhibition-free affair. Cate reached the zenith of her climax first. She wrapped her legs around her partner and thrust her hips upward to meet his thrusts as she moaned in blissful ecstasy. He rammed his cock into her, their bodies slamming into each other as he reached his peak again and again in her wet hole, the sounds of their coupling echoing through the room.
"Oh my fucking god, I'm cumming!" she cried. "Fuck me harder. Fuck me! Cum for me! I want to feel it! Come on!"
Minutes later, Jason's spine stiffened, and he thrust inside her as hard and deep as he could. He squeezed his testicles as he released his load into her eager vagina. He maintained his rhythm, pumping his thick, warm semen into her, smearing the walls of her vagina with his seed and grinding his pubic bone against her clitoris. His orgasm was a volcanic explosion that shook his entire body.
"Oh fuck, yes, I can feel it. Fill me with your come," she gasped. "Fuck, that's wonderful. Sooo fucking good."
They rested for a moment, panting heavily and gathered closely together. Cate slid off her host and moved next to Sasha, who still had Tom's penis deep within her mouth. Sasha reluctantly released her grip on Tom's penis, presenting it to Cate. Cate pointed it at her face and shared a playful kiss with her companions.
"Thank you, Tom. Thank you, Jason. Thank you, Sasha." Cate sighed, out of breath. "That was so great. Thank you so much."
She left Jason speechless, lounging on the couch, and moved over to sit beside Sasha. Sasha hesitantly released Tom's penis and passed it to Cate, presenting it to her face and planting a sultry kiss on her cheek.
Oh my goodness, sweetheart! You're practically rock hard already! Hurry up and stick it in me. I need to feel your throbbing cock inside me. Slide that big dick into me. Oh, this is so gorgeously hot and sexy.
After taking a little blue pill earlier in the evening and receiving extraordinary oral attention from Sasha, Tom's stubborn penis seemed to have finally responded to the situation. This was a breakthrough moment.
Cate turned around and straddled Tom in reverse cowgirl position, impaling herself on his almost completely erect member. She sighed heavily as she settled into his dick and then started to slide her soaking pussy up and down his shaft. She savoring the sensation of her husband's cock entering her and continued to ride him enthusiastically. Tom reached up to cup and squeeze her soft, ample breasts, pinching and tweaking her sensitive nipples. He concentrated on maintaining his erection, pushing aside any thoughts of erectile dysfunction.
Sasha stayed on her knees in front of them, watching avidly as they engaged in intercourse. She nodded to the couple and asked, "May I?"
Cate simply smiled and gave her nod of approval. Sasha began to lick Tom's balls, then up Cate's slimy slit to her inviting clit, and back down again. Cate could feel Tom's erection grow harder as she rode him. It felt like a miracle. It was as if a curse had been lifted. Praise the Lord.
Sasha was on her hands and knees and continued to lavish her attention on the couple's most intimate moments. She felt Jason position himself behind her, rubbing his erect member against her wet slit, and asking, "Do you want me to fuck you tonight, Sasha? May I join in?"
Cate was astonished. How could Jason be hard again so soon? She thought his earlier orgasm would have drained him for hours. But she was having such an incredible time with Tom, she couldn't bring herself to care. "The best night ever!" she exclaimed, unconcerned over her husband's sudden arousal.
Sasha momentarily paused her task to agree, "Yes, but please, take it easy. Don't go too fast or too deep. You know how it feels to fuck me - it's not always pleasurable for me."
Sasha's body was as unique as her husband's. She had full, floppy labia that would spread out like a butterfly when aroused, a large, rounded clitoris poking out from its tiny hood, and a tiny vaginal opening that was usually wet but also incredibly tight. Sex full United States penetrative sex was her least favorite activity since it was usually uncomfortable or even painful for her. She was an expert in oral sex, cocksucking, and manual stimulation.
"Okay, babe, I'll be gentle," Jason replied, as he guided the tip of his large, mushroom-shaped cock between Sasha's thick labia. She stopped her tongue actions on her guests long enough to adjust to the feeling of her snug little cunt being invaded. Her fleshy folds parted and clung to his shaft as he slowly entered her tight channel. Jason reached out to knead and caress Sasha's rounded breasts as he delicately worked his cock into her slick hole. He tried to restrain his movements, but the sight of Cate's plump, bald pussy bouncing on Tom's dick and the sensation of Cate's juicy cunt sliding up and down his shaft made it difficult for him to control his movements.
Sasha resumed her attention on her guests and Jason began to make longer, slower strokes into her body. He didn't thrust violently, but his movements increased in tempo as he concentrated on James and Cate's performance in front of them. Sasha's tight, little cunt muscles gripped and released his cock again and again, causing him to lose control. He was on the cusp of another orgasm.
Sasha heard Tom yell that he was about to climax and she guided his very hard cock out of Cate's wet pussy. Large ropes of semen streamed from her slit and dripped to the floor, sticky and hot.
"Give it to me," Sasha begged, pulling Tom's throbbing cock out of her friend's cunt. "I want your cum. Come in me."
"Sure, darling," Cate said, not wanting to deprive her friend of the opportunity to feel Tom's warm, liquid seed. Sasha pulled out Tom's member and streams of semen gushed out of her clenching hole, landing on Jason's cock, which was still inside her.
"Allow me to lick you clean," she requested, and as soon as Tom's cock was freed from her grasp, she set to work on Jason's shaft. She felt Tom climaxing again, his cum spurting from his cock and coating Sasha's tongue and lips. This was the best night ever.
Cate hastily stepped off the horse and took a seat beside her spouse. Kissing him fervently, she grasped his balls, which were skillfully being strummed by Sasha. Her husband's penis was slick with a combination of her juices, his own cum, and the additional lubrication, making her hand glide effortlessly up and down its length. Although not as hard or as long as her husband's, it was thick and pulsing with eagerness, and at the moment, that's all that was important. The pussy was opening and pulsing, and through the action, she could see Tom was about to release his load. She witnessed his cock stiffen and harden in her hand, prepared to shoot.
"Come on, baby, let it out for her," Cate urged loudly. "Spray her face. Fill her mouth. There you go."
As Tom's cock erupted, sending his thick, ropey cum into Sasha's open mouth and onto her flushed face, Jason simultaneously yielded to the climax in her tight and swollen pussy. The two men climaxed almost simultaneously, using Cate as the receptacle for their milky loads. Watching this, Cate attempted to stimulate her hostess's clit using her fingers. Sasha's face was reminiscent of a works of art, with semen dripping down her cheeks, lips, and nose. Jason pulled out of his sloppy pussy, and Cate, eager for taste, licked her husband's load from her friend's face.
"Oh my god, this is so tasty," she breathed. "I love the taste of cum, and right now, I feel like a slutty cocksucker."
Sasha swallowed the remaining semen in her mouth, put on a display of her own, then leaned in to kiss Cate passionately. Their lips, slick with Tom's warm liquid, were wet and salty. The men were exhausted; worn out from their climax.
The women switched their attention, as Cate requested, "Is this okay?" upon assuming her position beneath Sasha.
Her friend's response was enthusiastic: "Hell yes! I've been anticipating this moment with you for a while. I just don't think I'll last very long. I think my pussy is a lil tender after that man of mine."
In the classic sixty-nine position, the women orally worshiped each other's pussy. Eager licks and hungry sucks from both, savoring the blend of semen and girl cum all while groaning into each other's respective vulvas. The men, sitting back and weary, observed the sensual lesbian act happening before their eyes.
The sixty-nine sustained a short lifespan. Realizing Sasha was the only one of the quartet who'd yet to climax, Cate urged her friend onto her back. Lowering herself between her friend's spread legs, Cate reached up and rubbed Sasha's big boobs as she attacked her pussy with her mouth. Succumbing to her friend's post-coital delicacy, Cate knew that Sasha's pussy would be tender, so she exercised caution as she slid her fingers in, locating and stimulating her G-spot. Her mouth vampirishly sucked on Sasha's swollen clit, flicking it rapidly, prompting her to moan and grind her hips into Cate's face.
It didn't take long for Sasha to reach her climax, with abandon, she arched her back, screaming in pleasure, gripping her nipples forcefully, and ground her hips against Cate's face. The room was filled with the sounds of the four panting and breathing heavily, and no one spoke for some time as they slowly recovered from the earth-shaking orgasms.
"Well," Cate exclaimed as they all caught their breath, "that was something, huh?," observing the other three naked beings in the room. "Nobody has any major injuries, right?"
"My vagina's feeling a bit sensitive," replied Sasha, as she rubbed her pussy gingerly, "But if you don't count that, then no emotional or physical harm has been done!" Apparently, the night had been a smash-hit, and they finally felt they could relax and revel in the aftermath of their wild sexual escapades.
"Apologies, my dear. I tried my best, but seem to have gone a bit wild," Jason said, trying to seem remorseful but not quite convincing. "If it helps, I'm feeling a bit tender down there as well. But emotionally, I'm content. Catherine? Thomas? Both of you alright?"
"Magnificent, thank you for inquiring. A little winded, a bit tingly, soaked to the bone, and my boobs hurt a bit," Catherine giggled, cupping her breasts and looking over at Jason.
"How about you, my beloved? Feeling good?" she asked her spouse. "You were just extraordinary. That was definitely something, right?"
"It really was. I'm doing well. More than well. Better than ever," Thomas replied, bending down to give her a peck on the head.
***
Catherine picked up her dress, kissed her spouse and her hosts and made her way to their chamber. She desired a long, warm bath with some luxurious epsom salts to unwind. The night had been packed with activity and she was in dire need of a soothing epsom salt soak. Jason sauntered into the kitchen to rummage for some snacks and a beverage. Unlike most men, vigorous sex usually left him feeling famished and wide awake. All he required was a quick bite and some rest, and he'd be ready for more action in no time if the chance presented itself. It's a talent. And a quandary.
Tom shifted his attention to Sasha and muttered, " damaged," whispering and wearing an enormous catlike smirk. "Thank you for collaborating with me. I think our spouses are extremely satisfied with the success of our little scheme. Who would have guessed subterfuge could deliver such satisfaction?"
"It's true, I can't deny it. Birthdays and holidays, huh?"
"Happy Victoria Day Weekend!" [
