“You’re sure you want to do this?” he asked.
“Yeah, I’m getting turned on just thinking about it,” she answered, gripping his hand as they approached the door.
Derek and Sophie entered the swing club. She stood off to the side as he checked them in. The man behind the counter took his time giving Sophie the once-over as she removed her full-length coat to hang in the community closet. Her long, golden-brown hair fell softly over her shoulders, providing accent to her ample breasts and cleavage peeking above the snug blue dress she wore. Derek smiled ever so slightly as he realized the old fart behind the counter was mentally fucking his wife.
After they got their wristbands they proceeded to their VIP table. “So are any of them here yet,” Sophie asked.
“I’m not telling you a thing. That’s what you wanted,” he replied as he popped the cork on a bottle of champagne. While most people drank champagne only on special occasions, Derek and Sophie drank champagne when they played at swing clubs. Sophie couldn’t drink champagne very fast, and when she did drink it, the buzz came on very slowly, which she liked. Derek could drink paint thinner if he wanted, but for the sake of simplicity, he indulged her champagne habit as long as the bottles weren’t too pricey.
“Did you bring the restraints?” Sophie asked as she slowly rolled her first sip around her mouth before swallowing the bubbly.
“Yes, it’s here in the bag. Let’s dance,” he answered.
They danced throughout the night, sometimes together, sometimes with another woman, sometimes with several other women. Sophie couldn’t help but look around the club, wondering which man or men were going to have their way with her tonight. She wondered if the women she danced with were aware that Derek may or may not have asked their husbands to fuck his wife. This turned Sophie on even more.
At some point, Derek grabbed Sophie’s hand and simply said, “It’s time.”
Sophie’s heart nearly stopped as her anticipation and excitement mounted.
Derek led her to a private room he’d reserved in advance. The room contained a queen-sized bed with a wrought-iron headboard, a full-length mirror, and a couple of chairs. Derek shut the door behind them as he set his bag down on one of the chairs. Calmly and firmly he said, “I want you to take off your dress and panties. Leave the shoes on for now.”
Sophie stood in front of the mirror and slowly unzipped her dress, letting it fall to the floor. She shimmied out of her thong panties and kicked them aside. She admired herself in the mirror while looking at Derek out of the corner of her eye.
He walked over to her and began slowly kissing her, his tongue lapping up the last bit of champagne on Sophie’s lips as his fingers brushed lightly over her hardened nipples. He knew that would get her motor running even faster.
“I know you, Sophia, and I know your body and what turns you on,” he whispered. She dropped her head back as his lips and tongue explored her neck. He could hear her breathing harder. He grabbed her ass with one hand as his other hand softly caressed her pussy lips. She was soaking wet. He knew she was ready.
“Get on the bed and spread your legs,” he ordered.
Sophie did as she was told, never taking her eyes off her husband. He opened the bag and pulled out two black cords. He softly stroked her leg before wrapping the cord around her ankle and tying it the bottom of the bed frame. Then he walked around to the other side of the bed and repeated the action.
He returned to the bag and took out two more cords and a blindfold. He tied each of her wrists to the corners of the headboard then leaned down to slowly kiss her once again. Tiny beads of sweat glistened on her breasts in the dim light.
“I love you,” she breathed as he put the blindfold over her eyes. The room went black. She was at his mercy.
“I love you too. Enjoy,” he replied.
She lay there for what seemed like forever, hearing nothing but the dance music blaring on the sound system. She was feeling a little deprived of touch and began to feel somewhat vulnerable when she heard a knock on the door.
“Come in,” she heard Derek say.
She heard the door open and shut again.
A few seconds went by.
“Hello?” she asked.
Then she felt a hand on her thigh. Fuck, this is was really going to happen, she thought. The hand began stroking, softly. The hand felt rougher than Derek’s; slightly calloused. Her mind raced through the possibilities. Was it the hot black guy she saw at the bar? Or was it the guy behind the counter when they checked in? Was it a friend of theirs? She had no idea, because this guy, whoever it was, wasn’t talking.
She felt a hand on her breast. She began to relax and enjoy the stroking. Then she felt his lips on hers, and opened hers to respond to his kiss. He began squeezing her tits then ran his hand down to her pussy and began stroking her clit. She moaned and tugged slightly at her restraints. He kissed her neck, her left breast, left nipple then moved over to her right breast and nipple, playing with her nipples between kisses as he continued stroking her clit. Sophie’s hips began moving up and down as her arousal heightened.
“Omigod, this is amazing!” she moaned.
Then she felt him adjust his position on the bed and the next thing she knew, she felt her clit being sucked on. She rode a wave of pleasure as he brought her to her first orgasm. Not wanting her to come down, he gently inserted a finger into her pussy and continued to suck, quickly bringing her to a second climax as her juices gushed all over his face.
Next she heard what sounded like someone opening a condom wrapper. But his fingers were still in her pussy so she was confused. The fingers came out and she felt weight above her. Then she felt him penetrate her with what seemed like a huge cock. She gasped as he opened her up and began thrusting. Sophie’s mind raced as she realized she was being fucked by a man she couldn’t see. It could have been anyone. The anonymity of it turned her on all the more, and before she knew it, she felt another wave of pleasure as she came again on his cock. He laid still on top of her as she climaxed then he began thrusting again, slowly at first then furiously as he took himself over the edge and exploded.
He took a moment to catch his breath, kissed her slowly one last time and withdrew. After a couple of minutes she heard the door open and shut.
“Derek?” she called out.
“Stay quiet,” Derek ordered. “We’re not through here.”
There was another knock on the door.
“Come in,” Derek ordered.
The door opened and shut. Sophie heard nothing until she felt someone sit down on the bed and stroke her cheek. The hands also ran over her breasts and one reached around and grabbed her ass. Then the hand went back up to her cheek before she felt another kiss. She parted her lips and returned the kiss. This kiss felt more forceful, insistent. Sophie’s mind raced with the possibilities. The hand caressed her chin and opened her mouth. She tasted a huge cock covered with precum.
She was being facefucked.
She quickly covered her teeth with her lips and relaxed her gag reflex. She loved the feeling of helplessness that overcame her. He played with her hair as he kneeled above her, forcing his cock in and out of her mouth. She applied light suction, which he apparently liked because she could feel his cock grow even harder. After a few minutes he exploded in her mouth. She tightened her throat to keep from choking as her mouth filled with hot, creamy spunk. He withdrew his cock as she strained to swallow the load. She felt him kiss her on the cheek as he got off the bed and left the room.
Derek walked over and dabbed the corners of her mouth with a cloth.
“Having fun, little slut?” he asked.
Sophie was on sensory overload by this time so all she could do was nod ‘yes’.
She heard another knock on the door.
“Come in,” Derek said.
The door opened and shut again. This person started kissing Sophie, but not on the mouth. Rather the kisses were directly on her pussy lips and clit. Wasting no time, she thought. His oral skills were excellent as he brought her to orgasm almost immediately. She squirmed on the bed and moaned.
“GOD! Please don’t stop!” she squealed.
The tongue continued. It felt so good that, for a moment, Sophie thought it may have been another woman going down on her. But then she felt a slight beard nuzzling her pussy and realized it was a man. Next she heard the pop of a cap, like maybe a toothpaste cap. She heard a squirting and felt her legs being raised high and up near her head. A finger slick with lube slid into her ass as another massaged her clit. He’s going to do me in the ass, she thought. Sophie loved anal sex.
The finger continued to massage her hardened clit as she felt the tip of a cock nudging its way inside her tight hole. She exhaled and made a conscious effort to relax as the cock slowly filled her. He began thrusting as the finger stopped massaging and stayed in place, on her clit, applying gentle pressure. Sophie wondered how this person knew how she liked her clit touched with a cock in her ass. Her pussy dripped juices down around his cock, providing even more lube. Her nipples ached to be played with, but she concentrated on the feeling of fullness combined with the pleasure emanating from her clit.
As her hips gyrated against the man’s finger, the sensations drove her over the edge to another orgasm, this time she squirted all over whoever was fucking her in the ass. Her body convulsed with pleasure as he buckled and grabbed her hips, cumming in her ass. He groaned as he dumped his load inside her. After a couple more thrusts, he caught his breath as he pulled out and got off the bed.
Sophie lay there, basking in the knowledge that she’d just been fucked by three men she couldn’t see.
“Derek? You there?” she asked weakly.
There was no answer as she felt another pair of lips kiss her neck. Oh my god, another man, she thought. I’m not sure if I can handle it. But the kisses continued, down to her breasts, her nipples, eventually her pussy. Is it Derek? She wasn’t sure. Regardless, the lips found her swollen clit. A finger slipped inside her pussy and found her g-spot. The combination sent her into orbit once again. With little effort she climaxed again, her pussy muscles contracting as she squirted into her lover’s mouth.
He straddled her then lowered himself inside her. Her pussy, thoroughly wet and used, opened to him. She was fucked to another orgasm before he claimed her pussy by coming deep inside her. He covered her face with kisses before moving down to her nipples, taking each one into his mouth and rolling it around on his tongue.
He got off the bed and she heard a door open and shut. She lay there for a few minutes, catching her breath. She felt Derek taking off the blindfold. Her eyes strained as they adjusted to the dim light. He stood there, fully clothed, smiling.
“So was it as good as you imagined?” he asked.
“Better,” was all she could muster saying. “You fucked me too, right?”
“That’s for me to know. I love you, baby,” was all he would say.
Stunned, all she could say in response was a weak “Love you too.”
As they returned to the dance floor, Sophie could feel cum oozing out of her as she silently wondered which men had been in the room, using her for their pleasure. She felt like every eye was on her.
Derek poured two more glasses of champagne and drank a toast to one hell of an evening. She felt like a queen on her throne.
Photo credit: An Erotic Gentleman
“Fantasy” first appeared on http://www.indiscretionsblog.com. Copyright 2015