Ryan's Guidelines for Action
Working as a sommelier in a luxury eatery, I'm tasked with procuring the wines for the restaurant and recommending suitable pairings for customers based on their food orders. My primary tool for this job is my nose. While I enjoy my profession, it's not exactly a high-paying one - my spouse's income sustains us. She is a real estate broker, and her business was flourishing. She expressed a desire to take a week off for some relaxation and suggested we visit a vacation resort with our friends Lillian and Owen, as they live just a few hours' drive from us and we don't interact with them frequently. They got married two years ago.
Lillian, a tall brunette, happens to have larger breasts than my wife. She is an old friend of my wife's, and I know her from our shared history, but haven't seen much of her since she moved. As for Owen, he's a software engineer at a specialty online book company, and my wife remarked that he has a high sex drive. The couple has a similar age to us, both being in their early 30s. My wife, Madelyn, is petite and has a C-cup that suits her body. We maintain an average sexual life and have discussed venturing into threesomes or any form of non-monogamous activities, but never acted upon these fantasies.
My wife and I are both around thirty and consider ourselves a young couple. My wife is a brunette, five foot two, with a well-proportioned, hourglass figure. Our sex life is active but normal. We divide our time between work and finding moments to be together. On occasion, we've considered engaging in sexual activities with others, but those thoughts have never materialized. We're open to trying new experiences, yet in the five years of our marriage, we've remained committed to each other.
Lillian, you see, is around that same age, but taller than me with larger breasts than mine. She's got a golden mane and enjoys bawdy humor. While no unbridled sexual behavior has ever manifested between us, she frequently talks about her friendships with several lovers throughout the years before meeting Owen. My wife once mentioned that Lillian is in the process of writing erotic stories, but her works haven't gained much traction. I'm not supposed to know about this, though.
Owen, on the other hand, is a bit older than his age would suggest and suffers from some baldness. He carries a bit of excess fat around his midsection and, though not conventionally attractive, my wife claims he is very sexually active. In Lillian's words, the couple has a marriage akin to rabbits, so intense as to be almost comical. Yet he seems like a mild-mannered, unassuming individual from his appearances in public. My wife also mentioned that they frequently indulge in passionate sexual encounters - the flies are swarming, as she put it.
I must divulge a little secret about myself. I'm a straight man, but I've always found the male anatomy extremely appealing. I'm not attracted to men, nor do I desire to have sex with them. When I'm out and about, my mind automatically focuses on the female figures, paying no attention to the men. However, my preoccupation lies with male genitalia. Whether it is in the locker rooms or porn, the sight of a man's private parts sends thrills through my body. I merely want to indulge in a sexual outlet with them, perhaps sucking on their dicks, but that's the extent of my fancy. I've no desire to engage in anal activities, with either men or women. I have a natural affinity towards my orientation. Though I yearn for the luxury of being bi-sexual and appreciating any human's body, I'm restricted to my current attraction to the female form.
The pleasure I gain from men's genitals is purely mental. I'm aroused by various forms of pornography, particularly entertainment that involves seduction-based interactions between a straight man and a gay masseur. One such video would proceed with the masseur saying: "Doctor, what are you doing?" He'd reply: "Well, I've observed quite a bit of tension here. Let's see how we can alleviate it. Don't worry, I'm a professional. I'm quite adept at this." The protagonist would then be encouraged to turn over so his backside is facing the audience and his genitals are displayed prominently. The masseur then proceeds to caress his testicles and penis. The man, shocked by this, might exclaim, "Doctor, what are you doing?" prompting his counselor to explain, "It's all about relaxation, trust me." Normally, I'm done by the massage video, but sometimes I decide to stop after the male on male sexual acts begin. That's because they're not my thing. Neither female nor male, I'm fascinated by the complexity and aesthetic appeal of male genitalia.
Guys who are fixated on cocks aren't rare, I discovered through some online searches. One possible reason is that these men might feel their own is too small. However, I'm not entirely convinced. In some cases, they gather at mutual masturbation clubs. This sounds exciting, but I've never been to one. I'm a little worried that the environment might be too gay for my taste.
My own fascination with cocks is a secret part of my mind, which brings vivid fantasies that will never come true. I dream of wild sex parties and orgies, but these remain pipe dreams in my daily life, or so I thought. My wife is aware of my fantasies but we never discussed it much. Neither of us has any qualms about same-sex interactions or sleeping with strangers; it's just not a part of our lifestyle.
After booking a vacation condo in Florida, my thoughts turned to cock again. I was sharing it with my friends Lillian and Owen. Although Owen isn't particularly good-looking, he has a penis, and that's what mattered. Maybe I'd catch a glimpse of his privates, or maybe more.
I fantasized about seeing Lillian undressed, but she's my wife's friend. It was unlikely she'd show herself to me. My mind wandered to thoughts of concocted orgy scenarios, involving the four of us. But that seemed a bit too absurd.
Perhaps Owen and I would share the bathroom at some point, giving me the opportunity to see his manhood? But a spanner was thrown in my plan. The condo had two separate bathrooms. I wouldn't have a chance to catch Owen unawares in his bathroom. Perhaps we could all visit a nudist beach? That would be a wondrous experience for me, filled with cocks of all sizes!
However, the day after arriving at the beach, Owen and I had to wear swimsuits. I could see the outline of his penis, what I had so eagerly been waiting to see. It looked impressive in this tiny costume. I, on the other hand, covered my entire cock, unless it was of gargantuan proportions.
I breathed in the sea spray and commented on the nice smell, playing the part of the olfactory expert that I am. Lillian giddily suggested she could give me more if I wanted it. My wife understood the lewdly hinted innuendo, winking at Lillian. "Come on Lillian, be decent," she exclaimed unconvincingly. I wished I had said something rude and crude myself, but I was too slow-witted that day.
A handsome young couple arrived at the beach. They were shorter than us, probably in their early 20s. Ryan had dark hair, an impressive six-pack, a rock-hard butt, and the handsomeness of a silver screen star. He wore a speedo, making his impressive member noticeable underneath. Unfortunately, he was wearing swimming trunks that didn't divulge any secret information.
Despite his perfection in every way, Natalie was even more enthralling. Her face could stop me in my tracks with its loveable smile. Her glossy, long, magenta hair, matching her green eyes, was mesmerizing. Her breasts were a C-cup, like those of my wife, and she had a gorgeous hourglass form, additionally accentuated by a gorgeous, sunny yellow bikini. My own desires rapidly shifted from Owen's member to wild romps with Natalie.
We struck up a conversation with Ryan and Natalie. They positioned themselves closer to us, to my delight and that of my friends. Lillian and Madelyn stared fixedly at Ryan, while Owen and I couldn't take our eyes off Natalie. Ryan, full of charisma, and Natalie, the epitome of beauty, and we all hit it off. He was a mathematician, contrary to his enchanting looks, and we never learned exactly what she did. But she was very shy and spoke little. Ryan did the talking, but in an amicable fashion.
We decided to have dinner together with them at an Italian restaurant by the beach. Three of us ordered spaghetti vongole, which Lillian jokingly called "spaghetti with pussies." Natalie found this hilarious. She's even more attractive when she laughs like that. We drank a bottle of Verdicchio dei Castelli di Jesi, which I'd chosen. I informed them that it contained hints of ripe peach, tangerine, pineapple, flowers, and flint. Only Madelyn wasn't impressed, as she was already familiar with my antics. The wine tasted fantastic, so we ordered a second bottle. We all felt content and tired when we departed the restaurant, so we invited Ryan and Natalie to join us for more drinks. On the drive there, I heard Lillian and Madelyn whispering to one another. I couldn't quite make out everything, but it seemed like they mentioned Ryan's appearance had turned them on.
When Ryan asked what we usually do in the evening, I answered that we don't have any set routine as we're not accustomed to going on holidays together. We might watch some TV, go for a beach stroll, or visit a bar. I inquired if he had any other suggestions. He hesitated then said: "I do, but I'm not sure if it's your type of thing." Lillian responded: "Just try it out; we'll let you know." He said "Okay, then. On a few of our previous trips with friends, we played strip poker." I glanced at my wife who appeared interested. Lillian exclaimed: "Sounds amazing, tell us more about it."
Ryan explained: "It's a game where, based on the outcome of a draw, participants disrobe specific pieces of clothing. There are various types of strip poker, involving different rules and rounds, even those that aren't card games. The winner and loser are often determined, with specific items removed per round. In more liberal groups, the game continues until everyone is not wearing any clothes. Others end up completely nude." Madelyn remarked: "We're not conservative, so we're okay with nudity. But what determines the winner, and what do they win?"
Ryan clarified: "Typically, the one not clothed, except for their private bits, is the victor. The spoils are being able to view everyone else naked without removing their own clothing. But commonly, there's so much excitement that other activities occur. The winner might feel more like a loser in result. Lillian inquired: "Other activities? Like what?" Ryan responded: "Obviously, you're aware of what I mean. Engaging in sexual acts."
Lillian's curiosity was piqued: "If I comprehend you correctly, I'm definitely interested. So, tell us more."
Ryan elaborated: "My preferred version is where there's a different winner and loser per round, and the winner has the right to remove one item from the loser. The loser can typically decide which item to remove. This leads to one-on-one physical contact, which is often erotic. Madelyn asked: "What sort of physical contact, is the winner allowed to touch the other?" Ryan said: "That depends on the group. In some scenarios, the loser might simply dance while removing the piece of clothing in a striptease-like manner. In other instances, the winner takes off the item, potentially touching their opponent. Specific body parts, including private ones, may be inadvertently touched in the process. By mutual agreement, winners may also be allowed to caress any uncovered skin with their hands or mouth."
After a couple moments of silence, I anticipated someone saying "this goes too far," but my wife shocked me by stating: "I think I should go to the bathroom and clean myself up a bit." This implied that she considered this idea seriously.
Then I brought up a query that was of personal interest to myself: "What if the winner and loser are of the same gender?" Ryan answered: "As before, it's dependent upon everyone present. You must establish the boundaries you're comfortable with." Lillian said: "In fact, I think same-sex scenarios could be more exciting. I'd be okay with removing a female's bra and feeling her breasts." Madelyn and I have a history with that.
I found out something unexpected but not astonishing. Madelyn had shared with me that she had a lesbian encounter, but not that Lillian was her partner in it. Lillian went on, "The men may not be as enthused. Typically, they stress out when something 'gay' is happening." My partner responded, "Those poor guys. They get to see three women naked, and there's a cost associated with that. We get to see them suck each other's dicks." She became increasingly graphic as if the alcohol was affecting her. I'd never witnessed her in this state before.
This seemed to be part of a larger shift towards openness, where no one was ready to declare something too extreme for their comfort. I was keen on this development because now cock-sucking was on the table, and with feigned hesitation, I said, "I'll handle a dick according to my discretion. I can manage it." "I'd love to watch you handle it," replied Lillian. Owen quipped, "I'd love to suck your dick if the chance presents itself," and then turned red upon realizing the implications of his words.
Leading the way, Ryan suggested, "Wow, I thought you guys were a bit conservative initially, but I'm quite delighted. Perhaps it's best not to set strict interaction rules beforehand. If someone goes too far with their partner or crosses boundaries during the game, anyone can step in and stop it. I'm pretty open, but everyone isn't like that. If you want to try something new, ask for consent first. Otherwise, we'd have to go through a checklist of all potential sex acts and approve them."
The primary sexual activity on my mind was fucking Natalie, but I hesitated to ask affirmatively about it. I imagined everyone already had the same thoughts, but no one was vocal about that. Since she hadn't spoken about her limits, I just asked, "Natalie, are you okay with all this?" She nodded, appeared to blush slightly, and Ryan spoke for her, "Don't worry about Natalie. She loves everything that might happen, and her limits are far beyond yours!" This made me feel calmer, and my cock twitched within my pants.
Ryan took the lead in planning. Since none of us brought playing cards, Lillian and Owen brought a board game and a pair of dice. In each round, all would roll the dice, and the highest and lowest scores determined the winner and loser. If there was a tie, the participants with equal scores would roll the dice again until a unique winner or loser emerged.
Ryan also considered the endgame. If someone was already naked, it would be meaningless for that person to be the loser because they'd already be exposed. But they could still be the winner. In cases where only one person had clothes left, this individual would become the loser, and the other five would roll dice to determine who would be allowed to take the loser's clothes off.
Additionally, Ryan thought about attire. Everyone should start with the same pieces of clothing. We agreed that shoes, socks, and jewelry didn't count. So, the women started with a shirt, a bra, a skirt, and panties. For the men, the sequence was shirt, pants, underpants, and speedos. I could borrow a speedo from Owen, but he had only one left. So, I gave Ryan one of my undershirts to wear beneath his shirt. Ryan would then undress in the order of shirt, pants, undershirt, underpants. At least in Ryan's case, removing an undershirt would show off his impressive six-pack, which the ladies loved. In my case or Owen's, there wasn't much excitement to be derived.
Everyone went to their respective rooms or bathrooms to change into suitable attire. It was intriguing how we all separated to get dressed, as we instinctively knew not to change in the living room with everyone else. Although our secrets were about to be uncovered, it would ruin the whole purpose of the game.
We also cleaned ourselves, notably our private parts. "Be mindful not to use heavily scented soap," Ryan suggested, hinting at the underappreciated scent of genitalia. Animals understand the appeal of this scent, but it's often dismissed as an issue rather than a positive aspect of a sexual encounter.
After a few minutes, we all gathered nervously around a low coffee table, starting the game. Owen triumphed, and Madelyn was the loser. Madelyn sauntered over to Owen, stood in front of him, unbuttoned her shirt in a seductive manner, removed it, and invited Owen to caress her stomach. When his hands neared her bra, she teasingly slapped them, exclaiming, "Not yet, you naughty boy!" He responded by sliding his hand down, into the top of her skirt, and she returned the favor but stopped when his hand had already entered far enough to reach her crotch.
Lillian won against Natalie next. Natalie followed Madelyn's lead, performing a sensual striptease for Lillian, but there was no touching. They'd known each other for just a few hours, and though Lillian would not shy away from touching women, she was unsure if Natalie would like it.
After that, I became the lucky one to take off Natalie's next article of clothing, her skirt. I fully exercised my winner's privilege and caressed her beautifully smooth thighs. I love caressing a woman's thighs. I made sure to caress her inner thighs, which could drive some women into ecstasy. Just like Owen, I crossed the boundaries. I managed to touch her pussy under her panties, but she didn't object. I noticed a smile on her face that seemed to say something like, "you naughty man". However, Ryan caught on, and said, "Next round".
Once again, I emerged victorious, with Madelyn as the loser, who also had to surrender her skirt. I treated Madelyn the same as I did with Natalie, but with less reservation. I even slid a finger under the rim of her tiny panties, and she moaned. At that point, Ryan decided the time had come for the next round. Lillian complained, "This is such a cruel moment to stop, please don't do that when it's my turn". Ryan responded stoically, "Sorry, rules are rules".
This time, Ryan won. Owen got the job of taking off Ryan's shirt, but he handled it rather clumsily, caressing his belly and kissing his nipples to maintain the right of touching each other. After that, I took off Owen's pants, revealing his speedos and a noticeably erect penis. I caressed his thighs, slid my hands under his underwear, and briefly touched the bulge in his speedos. He responded, "Better luck next time, Matteo".
I had better luck, though not with Owen's member, but with Natalie. She was the victor, removing my shirt, with some assistance from me. Then, she started sensuously kissing my abdomen and my nipples. She kissed me passionately on the mouth. My erection responded vigorously, and I glanced at my wife and noticed a face that displayed a mixture of joy for me and a hint of jealousy.
Next, Natalie won again, this time defeating Owen. She embraced him, clad only in her sensual underwear, and removed his underpants. This exposed a significant bulge in his speedos. She placed her hand on it, squeezed it, and kissed it, making Owen appear very content.
He looked even more delighted when their roles were reversed in the subsequent round. He took off Natalie's bra, and furniture himself to fondle her voluptuous breasts. Then, he started sucking her nipples. Lillian, still fully dressed, watched on with a similar expression on her face as Madelyn. I felt jealous. Evidently, both Owen and I perceived Natalie as the main prize. The odds were in our favor. Natalie was now down to her panties, and appeared even more alluring.
In the following round, I got the lucky break and won the top prize. I was given the permission to take off Natalie's panties. Upon doing so, I was astounded by how smooth and perfectly shaved her vagina was. It was like something out of a designer's dream - the kind of vagina that some women attempt to achieve through plastic surgery. Even though I prefer some natural fleshy lips, Natalie's vagina was truly mind-blowing. It was a stunning peach-like pussy!
I hesitated for a moment, with both Ryan and my wife watching, but finally my wife gave me the go-ahead by saying, "Go for it - feast on that juicy peach!". Nodding in agreement, I brought my face closer to her pussy and inhaled the wonderful scent coming from it. It was a heavenly mix of honey, vanilla, and a subtle hint of wildflowers - not peach, as I imagined.
Natalie didn't utter a word, but rather gave me a sensual nod, and I began to lick her clit with the same method that usually satisfies my wife. I checked to see if Ryan was okay with that, but he encouraged me, saying, "Come on, keep going - she's getting close."
Natalie's moans grew louder and louder until she finally reached a powerful orgasm, accompanied by a loud, satisfied scream of joy. Everybody erupted in cheers. Ryan then congratulated me with, "Job well done! One down, five more to go." Lillian joked, "Only five? I'm hoping to get more than one!", and Natalie gave me a warm thank you kiss, saying, "Thank you - my pleasure!"
We had to take a short break to let Natalie catch her breath. Now, completely naked, she lay down on the sofa, teasingly showing off her body to us. Lillian and Ryan were still dressed, so there was no question about them sharing their affection. The tension was high, and Ryan didn't seem to mind letting her partner have other partners. As long as both partners were satisfied, it was okay for both of them.
During this break, I noticed that Owen's penis was threatening to burst from his swimsuit, and mine was equally hard, but not as noticeable. Ryan's penis size was still a mystery.
Natalie was the winner in the next round of the dice game, which meant she could do whatever she desired with me. She hugged me gently, rubbing her breasts against me, and then gave me a final passionate kiss. Her naked body was glowing in the light of our lamps, offering the perfect view of the sculptured figure she possessed.
In the next game of losing, it was Lillian's turn to remove Ryan's shirt. She held him close, but they had too much clothing separating them for eroticism. "I hope we can meet again with less clothing," she whispered in his ear. Lillian also ran her hand over the bulge in his pants and, astonished, exclaimed, "Wow, I'm really curious to see what you've got in there. You've got a lot."
It was then Natalie's turn to rip off my underpants. The dice were definitely on her side this time. Once again, I was greeted with a naked hug and a round of kisses, this time on my lips. My tongue danced with hers in an erotic dance, and my cock swelled to its maximum size, prompting Natalie to remark, "Can you fuck me?" She was so sexy and wanted me to take care of her desires. I was filled with a small devil inside me that said, "Screw the rules! Take off your speedo, fuck her right here!" However, the angel side of me reminded me, "Not break the rules and rob someone of a chance; wait your turn; your chance will come."
Natalie continued massaging my erection through the fabric of my swimsuit, leaving me in a desperate state. I heard Lillian exclaim, "You poor thing! What a lucky bastard you are!"
It's still unbelievable to me that I resisted the temptation. A stunning girl, with a breathtaking body, was sitting on my lap, completely naked, fondling my hard on inside my swimsuit, and begging me to fuck her. I agonize over my decision to this day.
I was completely hard now. Owen watched intently as my cock was revealed and said to Lillian, "Suck it! I want to see you suck it!" Lillian agreed, saying, "I'll need that cock later. For now, I want to get rid of some clothing. I feel like a nun."
It was Lillian's turn once again, perhaps to her dismay. This time, she had the opportunity to remove Ryan's pants. This allowed her to touch his thighs with excitement. Of course, she didn't miss the chance to slip her hand under his slightly loose underwear, grasping a firm handful of his erection. "Oh my goodness," she exclaimed. "I can't wait to see that."
My wife, Madelyn, removed Ryan's undershirt. She passionately kissed his six-pack and his nipples, then kissed him passionately on the lips. She even started kissing his ears, breathing heavily. She reached for his crotch and began rubbing it. She had an incredible amount of lust in her. I hadn't seen her like this in years. Ryan murmured softly, "Be patient, ladies. The moment will come."
I could see movement in Ryan's boxers. As the winner, I had the honor of removing his underwear. He was the only one not wearing a swimsuit underneath it, so I was able to reveal his long-hidden secret immediately. Everyone gathered around, their heads nearly touching his crotch. Natalie remained on the sofa, touching herself. She knew what was about to happen, so she didn't need a close-up at the moment.
To my delight, a stunning eight-inch erection emerged. It was not only large but had the perfect shape, with a head as wide as the shaft, the ideal curvature, no bumps or imperfections, and no color variations. His hair was perfectly shaved, even down to his scrotum. Without doubt, it was in the top 5% of all cocks. My wife breathed a hushed "Wow," and Lillian pleaded, "Don't let your husband suck him dry. I want some, too!" How did she know I enjoyed sucking cock?
It was my first close encounter with a penis since childhood, and I couldn't contain myself. Ryan had mentioned he had few inhibitions, so I knew I could indulge in my wildest fantasies playing with my new toy. I started licking it from his balls to the tip. I licked under his balls all the way to his anus, then went straight to sucking this masterpiece. It had an enticing smell. Ryan moaned in pleasure, but after some time, he stopped me. "I want to save some for later," he said. Madelyn commented, "You've been wanting this for a long time, haven't you, Matteo?" I just smiled in happiness. I love having a wife who enjoys watching me suck cock.
Now, it was Lillian's turn to lose a round with Ryan as the victor. Interestingly, she didn't ask him to remove her shirt, but instead pulled down her panties from under her skirt. She was eager to join the action. Ryan understood her message and put his hand underneath her skirt, started fingering her, announcing, "Wow, you are incredibly wet, Lillian!" She began to moan, but then said, "No, no! I want that!" pointing at Ryan's naked and erect penis. We were all surprised at this abrupt change in the game, but assumed we would all get our turn eventually.
Despite his strict adherence to the rules, Ryan couldn't resist. He removed her skirt, freeing her legs, then placed his massive penis inside Lillian's vagina. I slipped in easily because she was so wet. We were all puzzled by this sudden turn of events, but we all assumed we would eventually get a chance as well. Natalie cheered with great excitement, "Yes! Fuck her with that big cock of yours!" and began to finger herself more frantically. It was the longest phrase she had spoken thus far. Owen declared, "Now that you have your big cock, Lillian, enjoy it!", and to Ryan, "Fill that pussy with your cum." Just like Ryan, Owen expressed his enjoyment of seeing his wife receive such pleasurable treatment.
Witnessing Lillian's excitement, she screamed, "Oh yes, yes, yes! This big cock feels incredible inside me. Fuck me harder, please!" His performance was a gripping adult movie scene, and Lillian seemed to be having the best night of her life. Her moans were so loud that we hoped the walls of the apartment could withstand the sound. At last, he took his cock out and released multiple spurts of semen on her belly. Owen whispered, "I told you to insert it," but we decided to overlook that warning due to Ryan's mindfulness when dealing with an unfamiliar woman.
Watching a couple engage in intimate acts is exhilarating. I was eager to get closer to the activity, inhaling the delightful scents that filled every corner of the room. I found myself praying for a proper education in what wines complement cock-induced odors.
Suddenly, I heard indistinct noises emanating from the sofa, suggesting that Natalie had orgasmed. Inadvertently, we found ourselves disconnected from the moment. It would have been a thoughtful idea for us to assist her, but we couldn't rip our attention away from the very entertaining exhibition featuring Ryan and Lillian. Secretly, I wished she would've left that juicy peach uneated.
Upon finishing up, Ryan felt a pang of guilt. He revealed, "I'm sorry, guys. I broke the rules. I had sex with Lillian before we discussed this." He must have thought he had breached our trust by slipping his member inside Lillian's lady parts without clearing it with Owen first. But we could not blame him for indulging in her ardent desire.
Lillian insisted, "I'm wearing my skirt, but I'm staying naked. The victor can just pretend to remove this skirt."
Resuming the game, Natalie, Ryan, and I were in the buff, Ryan, Lillian, and Natalie had all climaxed. Sitting in her bra and panties, Madelyn desired the same treatment, and Lillian's shameless actions were unyielding. Slightly perplexed, Owen demanded removal. Notorious for following her dreams fearlessly, her actions broke the standard rules.
Lillian remained unfazed and declared, "I've lost just once, so far, so I'd like to play a bit more. I've missed out on some interactions." Despite her nudity, she insisted we press on.
Natalie revived her romantic side, caressing my member while I reciprocated her attention. She spoke breathlessly, "Wow, I can't get enough of this beautiful piece of meat."
Lillian and Madelyn took center stage, each sharing an intense lesbian encounter. Lillian, in her clothes, allowed Madelyn to explore with her fingers, and they both stroked, licked, and sucked each other's intimate regions. Their embrace was the stuff of Hollywood love stories.
Derived from a sense of camaraderie, Natalie grabbed my groin, perhaps craving another round of stimulation. Indecently, I touched her inner walls, making her moan in eagerness.
After her ogasm, Lillian once more covered her body, this time in a bra, shirt, and invisible skirt. She requested a continuation of the match, determined to seize her lost opportunities.
The die yielded a triumph for Natalie. Encouraged, she commenced her amorous shenanigans with me. We discovered a rejuvenated appreciation for one another. Meanwhile, Lillian requested Owen torip away her panties. Removing them exposed her adventurous side for all to appreciate.
Madelyn, eager to satiate her desires, leaped onto Lillian, locking lips and enjoying her sexual advances. Lillian was now devoid of clothing, displaying her bare chest to the concerned Owen.
Cheering them both on, I couldn't help but fondle Natalie's sensuous fruit. She gazed at me and playfully nibbled on it. As Lillian closed her eyes and caressed Madelyn's pelvic region, Lillian later spoke of the tranquil atmosphere and climaxed.
Displaying her reciprocation, Lillian proudly placed her bra, shirt, and skirt back on. Sexually charged, she coyly met Madelyn's request for more.
Inspired by them, Owen's libido screamed from within. The match-up favored Madelyn, and we all chanted encouragement as he moved toward his prize. His seven-inch cock appeared in clear sight. Astonished, Natalie muttered, "I want that!"
I replied, "Go ahead, let him in".
"May I enjoy his colossal beauty inside me?" Madelyn asked, a question that required little research.
Feeling like she was coming to terms with a need she'd secretly harbored the entire night, Ryan worked up his cock again. He thrust into Madelyn, promising a memorable experience.
Once Owen climaxed, he ejaculated within her. Though she had craved satisfaction, she still desired more. She noticed Ryan's arousal and thought to herself, "Now I want that giant cock."
With a fresh male member, Ryan embraced her and presented her with the fuck of her dreams.
Ryan realized that it wasn't a problem for him to release inside her anymore, and with a loud moan, he shot his second load of the day. Although it seemed as if Madelyn didn't reach an orgasm from Owen's cock, Ryan managed to give her a strong second one. Afterwards, she sighed, "You guys will never understand how amazing it feels to have a huge cock inside you." "I know, honey, I truly do," Lillian replied. This statement made me feel a bit inadequate, and it seemed like Owen was feeling the same way too.
Ryan noticed that the game wasn't quite over yet, as Lillian still had three pieces of clothing left on her. Although she had been thoroughly fucked already, Lillian seemed to be hoping for more action. She was the only one who was still fully clothed, so Ryan suggested that we roll the dice to determine which three people should remove each of her garments. However, Ryan pointed out that not all outcomes would be suitable. Since Owen was Lillian's husband, it wouldn't make sense for him to be the one to take off her clothes. They had already had passionate sex with her.
Natalie had an idea, which Ryan then suggested. He proposed that Natalie and I removed Lillian's clothes due to her being the last one to become naked. According to his proposal, he suggested that Natalie and Matteo go to the bedroom with Lillian for a threesome, giving her a luxurious experience. The others were invited to join in the bedroom to observe and even participate if they were still turned on.
We all liked this idea. Lillian, Natalie, and I got comfortable on the king-sized bed, and the others sat on its edge. Ryan and Owen had limp penises, but Madelyn massaged them, trying to bring them back to life. Natalie started removing Lillian's clothes, and each of us began sucking on one of her massive boobs. Then Natalie moved her mouth down to Lillian's pussy and started licking it intensely.
Lillian's hand found my penis, and she said, "You haven't really used this thing yet, have you? Come on, fuck me. Owen screwed your wife, so you deserve to have me." Natalie argued, "But I have yet to be fucked at all!" We agreed that her need was more urgent, so they both got on their knees with their pussies facing the end of the bed so I could penetrate them doggy style, in turns.
It was a magnificent sight: two beautiful asses with a glistening pussy between them. Every man's fantasy! One pussy with slightly visible labia, and the other as smooth as a peach. Natalie's peach was actually wet. I began pushing my cock into Natalie's pussy as she expressed her delight with a symphony of moans and approval of my cock. I needed that. Her pussy felt warm, welcoming, and, of course, soaking wet. While having sex with Natalie, I also stimulated Lillian's clit with my fingers.
When I was about to change partners, Owen said, "Wait, I can help you." Madelyn's fingering and my sexual performance had brought his penis back to life, making me a bit sad since I wanted to finish inside Natalie. However, Owen was already standing behind her, there was no stopping him. His cock slid in easily, and soon the room was filled with moans, sighs, the sounds of body parts hitting each other, squeaky bed springs, vulgar comments about penis, vaginas, and butts, and the scent of sex.
Natalie complimented Owen's cock, like she did with mine, to reassure men when comparing his to Ryan's. "No, it may not be huge, but it fills me so thoroughly, and you're doing a great job with it," she said. Madelyn was happy to see me penetrate one of her good friends, and that I also got my turn with Natalie. She was very pleased that she had been thoroughly satisfied twice.
The two ladies made audible signs of their advancement toward Nirvana. In the meantime, Madelyn gave my testicles a good fondling, and Ryan slid his fingers across Natalie's clitoris while she was being penetrated. All six of us were taking part in the activity at once. This could not go on forever. Indeed, within a brief period of time, Lillian, Natalie, Owen, and I all reached our climaxes.
We all collapsed onto the bed, our six nude bodies entwined with one another. We had not the energy nor the sexual desire to think of anything else. After some time, we dressed ourselves, but beforehand, each of us bestowed a warm, naked embrace on our fellow participants. I clung onto Natalie for a little longer, pushing my erection against her delectable peach. As it began to resurrect, I decided against using it further that evening.
Ryan mentioned that he and Natalie would be heading back to Chicago the next day. They vanished without leaving us their address. This left me with a peculiar, almost dreamlike spiritual aura. It was as if they had been angels, sent by the god of love to guide us to paradise. Their unparalleled bodies and flawless genitalia added fuel to the notion that they were not of this world. They were noticeably human, though, due to their inability to restrain their lust.
It appeared as though they had bewitched us, removing all self-restraint. However, I promptly banished these bizarre notions from my mind. Without a doubt, this was merely luck. It is difficult to fathom that we could have ventured so deeply into forbidden waters without Ryan's gentle nudging. He seemingly foresaw everything, leaving us with the impression that we were completely in control, while he subtly controlled our desires.
We did not speak much about the previous day's proceedings the following morning. However, we all recognized the contentment on each other's faces. We visited the beach, bought necessities, had dinner, and returned to our apartment. Around the coffee table, our memories reemerged.
Lillian stated, "This is excellent material for my forthcoming novel. As you all know, except for Matteo, I craft erotic literature. However, rest assured, I will adjust all names and will not narrate the story in the first person." I commented, "Thank you, Lillian. I now presume that you engineered the entire event. Did you employ Ryan and Natalie?" Lillian chuckled and replied, "That could also make for a captivating plotline. But no, none of us anticipated it."
Lillian disclosed some insightful information: "Actually, prior to our encounter, I was formulating a plan to pave the way for couple swapping. I assumed Madelyn would agree to it, and I believed Owen would participate as well. What surprised me was that you, Matteo, might be a shut-in, incapable of loving anyone but your wife. One of my schemes involved suggesting a nude beach excursion together and eventually, my plan would have come to fruition with some carefully placed lewd comments." I said, "I wish we could have visited a nude beach. I've thought about it, you see. Ryan and Natalie made this unnecessary. They enchanted us immediately." Lillian retorted, "If by fertile ground, you're implying Madelyn's vagina, I concur."
Lillian continued, "Ryan bewitched us from the very start! I need to admit that, just like Madelyn, in the restaurant, I was becoming extraordinarily aroused. This man appeared godly. And that was before we even witnessed his cock. And you all were equally taken aback by Natalie. However, it was not merely her. Your insatiable cocksucking yesterday amazed me, Matteo. Furthermore, Owen mentioned that he would have enjoyed sucking on Ryan's penis."
Owen added, "Yes, my thoughts certainly corresponded. In addition, I hoped to penetrate Ryan's anus. Contrary to you, Matteo, all of you experienced same-sex relations the day prior, except for me." I thought he was joking, but it quickly became apparent that he was not. Owen elaborated, "After Ryan copulated with Lillian, and acknowledged it was against the rules, I should've announced, 'OK, but now I'll break the rules too. I should've unbuckled my pants, withdrawn my cock, and questioned Ryan if I could thrust it within his anus. But, I could not. I anticipated a refusal, and my action would've disrupted the ambiance."
I looked at him and inquired, "I wasn't aware you were gay?" He responded, "I am not gay, but most likely bisexual." Lillian stated, "We occasionally frequent swinger's clubs, and one time, we went to a bisexual one that boasted a dark room for men. I prodded Owen to enter to observe the interplay, as I was forbidden access. After he exited, he had been anally penetrated, and subsequently, he had taken another man's anus."
Lillian added, "And by the way, I see no issue with Owen's bisexuality. I derive no losses as a result of that. In fact, I've developed a profound affection for observing two males engaging in homosexual intercourse. And most men love to witness lesbian activities."
Ryan became the main attraction for both Madelyn, Lillian, and me. In addition to us, poor Owen was gazing at the action, his erection visible in his swimsuit. Owen's luck was not on his side in this situation. Conversely, I was remarkably fortunate, as I ended up licking Natalie's clit while also sucking Ryan's cock.
I decided to reveal my true feelings to Owen. I told him, "Owen, I'm not bisexual, but I do have a fetish for cocks. Before we met Ryan and Natalie, I was fantasizing about sucking your dick. But then, Ryan's amazing dick was right there, so I went for it. I never got the chance to suck yours." He asked, "Cock fetish? Is that similar to bisexuality?" I replied, "No, but it's not a big deal."
Lillian proposed that we finish what we started earlier. "I think the two of you should give it a go!", she suggested. I turned to Owen for his opinion. He inquired, "Do you mind, Madelyn?" She replied, "No, Lillian and I had sex together. You guys should too."
We both began shedding our clothes. Our cocks were already semi-erect, and after Owen's clothes were off, I touched his penis. He did the same for me. Somehow, we ended up on the sofa, both sucking each other's hard cocks with immense passion. His cock smelled of musk, sandalwood, and a hint of peat-smoked whiskey mixed with a subtle scent of urine, as we hadn't showered.
I reached the brink of orgasm first, and Owen deduced this from my breathing. He then asked, "Do you want to fuck me in the ass? Or do you want me to fuck you in the ass?" I responded, "Neither. That's the distinction between a cock fetish and being gay." Owen's disappointment was palpable, and his erection faded.
On the other sofa, Lillian and Madelyn were also completely undressed, engaging in a 69 position, muffling lustful noises, sensual moans, and sighs. When they heard my rejection, Madelyn pleaded, "C'mon, Matteo. This could be your one shot. Just try it once. Put your dick in his ass, or let him do that to you. What do you have to lose? Look at how much fun Lillian and I are having."
Perhaps this was my only opportunity in life to experience full anal gay sex. Sometimes, I still question my decision. It's as if there's something missing from my life because of it. Shouldn't everyone try gay sex once? It's like skydiving or eating Rocky Mountain oysters - it's fearful, but you never know what you're missing if you don't try it.
But I couldn't muster up the courage. I'm certain my cock would've lost its erection when nearing Owen's asshole. Strangely, I have a cock obsession, yet Owen was more gay than I thought.
Madelyn and Lillian continued their sexual adventure, reaching multiple climaxes. Owen and I observed them, the desire to keep sucking each other's cocks fading. Nevertheless, to release the built-up tension, we curled up with our respective wives, embracing them. The evening finished with intense and steamy straight inter-marital sex, leaving no regrets about what occurred previously and harboring no doubts that we'd repeat it in the future.
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