Piper let out a small sigh and rested her head against his shoulder. “I can’t believe they’re going to do it right here,” she whispered, her hand finding his rock-hard dick. “It’s so hot.”
Michael was about to respond, but right at that moment, the woman’s top came off.
She was wearing a demi-bra that barely covered her large tits. She clearly enjoyed having eyes on her. Her face was beaming. Conversations had gone down to a murmur.
Everyone seemed eager for the night to start.
The energy around them built as the anticipation grew. And after this, the lights would go down and there would be fucking all over the place. It was kind of incredible that people had created a place to be so free and uninhibited.
Michael leaned toward Piper and said, “Why have we never thought to come to one of these?”
“I don’t know,” she said. “I was thinking the same thing. We’ve been lame all these years. It’s like the best of all worlds, voyeurism and sexual satisfaction. We’re going to be so horned up after we watch this, anything we do tonight will be amazing.”
“No, what’s going to be amazing is my cock rocking into your wet pussy. Just thinking about doing that is making me crazy.”
Piper gripped him hard, sliding her hand back and forth right as the bartender latched on to one of the blonde’s nipples, lapping at it greedily with his tongue. The woman’s bra was long gone, and she arched her back, her hand snaking into the bartender’s hair, pulling him closer. He happily went, securing his mouth over her areola and sucking like his life depended on it.
As the bartender worked over one breast, another patron came up and took the other one in his mouth, so they were sucking her side by side.
Michael had no idea if the blonde knew the new guy or not, but he was pretty sure it didn’t matter to any of them at the moment.
He groaned as both men continued to lap and suck.
Beth edged to the barstool next to Piper and sat down. “I’m just going to enjoy this moment with you guys. I hope that’s okay.”
“It’s totally fine,” Piper said.
Michael glanced over as Beth slid her hand up to her own chest, cupping her breast, tweaking the nipple through the fabric with her index finger and thumb, her mouth partly open as she watched what was going on in front of them.
Michael turned back to the show as the bartender kneeled in front of her, edging her legs apart. She complied eagerly and moaned as he parted her folds and began to lick her clit, while the other guy continued to feast on her nipples.
Piper leaned over, her hand still clenching Michael’s cock. “Gillian and Brad disappeared. I can’t believe they’d want to miss this.”
“Gillian probably spotted someone she knew,” Michael answered. “I’m sure they’re having a good time.”
The blonde grabbed hold of the bartender’s head and began to undulate on his mouth. After a few moments, she shuddered and moaned, “I need to be fucked. Who’s going to do it?”
The second guy stepped back and said, “Both of us?”
Without hesitation, the blonde nodded. “I was hoping you’d say that.”
The bartender rose and took her by the hand, leading her to one of the many couches nearby. He reclined, and the blonde spread her legs, kneeling over him and easing onto his hard dick.
Piper uttered a swear word next to Michael and fisted his cock.
He was about a second from freeing it from his pants. “Babe, you need to ease up,” he told her. “It’s too much stimulation.” She did, but didn’t look away from the action.
Once the blonde was impaled on the bartender, she started rocking her hips, placing her hands on his chest, panting, “Yes, yes!”
The other patron positioned himself behind her and let his pants drop. His shirt came next. Michael glanced around the crowd and saw people in various stages of undress, and more than a few with their hands on someone else.
But everyone was rapt on the action.
After a few more rocks, she leaned forward to give the second guy access. He took his cock in hand and nosed it against her ass. “Do it!” she cried. “I can’t wait anymore. Fill me the fuck up!”
He used saliva to wet himself, then he thrust deeply. Everyone in the room groaned.
He pumped in and out of her ass, gripping her cheeks with his hands. “Is this how you want it?” His voice was husky.
“Yes!” she answered. “I’m already so close. It feels so fucking good!” A few thrusts later, she came, screaming, rocking her pussy on the bartender like she was belly dancing on his dick.
A second later, there was a low baritone yell as the other guy came, pounding into her ass, bent over her back.
The bartender was next, his hips shooting up twice before he uttered a low, guttural moan. Once they’d all finished, a smattering of applause came from around the room.
“Wow,” Piper said, her voice cracking. “That was…intense.”
The lights dimmed around them, and Michael watched as the second guy helped the blonde up, and she gave him a kiss on the lips. The bartender stayed where he was, as another guest was already rubbing his chest.
Beth turned toward them, beaming. “So how’d you like the show? Pretty good seats, huh?”
“I’d say so,” Michael said. He felt bolder after witnessing such a private act played out in public, so he let his hand wander to his wife’s breast, where he pinched her nipple lightly between his fingers. “I think it might be time to find a room. Do you still have one in mind? I don’t think we want to stay out here with a large audience for our first time.”
Several doors had opened along one wall.
Beth slipped off the barstool and said, “Follow me. A good friend of mine has a very low-key room booked for tonight. It’s much more intimate, and a better way to start things off.”
Michael grabbed Piper’s hand. “Are you ready for this?”
“Absolutely.”
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They followed Beth toward the middle of the room. Piper couldn’t see Gillian anywhere, but she knew she was fine. Beth veered toward a blue door. Piper realized then that all the doors were painted different colors, but in the low light it was hard to see what they were. She spotted a red and orange one as they passed by.
Beth rapped on the blue door once.
It opened immediately. “Beth! So nice to see you. Would you like to join us tonight?”
“I’d love to,” Beth told the striking woman, who looked to be in her early forties. “I brought some friends with me. They’re visiting the party this evening for the first time. If it’s okay with you, I’d love to bring them along.”
The woman glanced over Beth’s shoulder and gave Piper and Michael a warm smile. Then she winked. “I saw you guys come in. I would love for you to join us. We’re just getting started.”
They followed Beth in, and the woman shut the door behind them.
The lights in here were low, too. Only a few lamps were on. There were maybe fifteen people that Piper could see. Most of them younger, the majority men. She counted about five women, including the woman who’d opened the door.
The room wasn’t too big. It was ringed with couches and a few big, round ottomans.
“We call this the Blue Room, and it’s the most relaxed room you’ll find here,” the woman told them. “When I host, I always cater to women.” A server clad only in black pants came up with a tray of champagne. Piper and Michael both took a glass. “My name is Sharon.” She held her hand out, and they both shook it. “I’m one of the founding members. And I’m a firm believer that sex should be celebrated in all its forms.”
“It’s nice to meet you,” Piper said.
“Thank you for inviting us in,” Michael said politely. “I’m sure we’ll have a great time.”
“Oh, I have no doubt about it,” Sharon answered, a sly smile on her lips. “And by all means, come find me later.” With that, she untied her wraparound shirt. It fell away to expose a p
air of perfectly full breasts that were firm and high.
Very nice for a woman of her age, and she knew it.
Piper stiffened a bit. All the women in the room were very alluring. It would make sense that Michael would want to be with them.
Michael laughed lightly. “Tonight it’s all about my wife.” He placed his arm around Piper’s waist and tugged her close. “But you have unbelievably beautiful breasts. Maybe another time?” He inclined his head like a gentleman.
Sharon’s face lit in a genuine smile. “Well, thank you.” She turned to Piper. “You’re a lucky girl. Now go and enjoy your night”—she flipped her wrist toward the back of the room—“and I’ll admire you both from afar.”
Beth said, “Let’s go toward the back. I see some people I know.”
Michael and Piper followed Beth across the room to one of the far couches. It had a round ottoman in front of it where a man and a woman had already begun to kiss. Another guy sat on the couch.
Beth went to sit next to him.
The mood in the room was very relaxed, and Piper realized soft music played in the background. She took a long drink of champagne as she made her way to the couch.
“Come sit.” Beth patted the seat next to her.
Piper sat, and Michael followed.
“This is Sebastian.” Beth gestured to the guy on the other side of her. “And the two on the ottoman are Andy and Monica. All three are fairly recent members, but we’ve all gotten to know each other well over the past year.”
“Hi,” Sebastian said, lifting his drink in greeting. “Nice to meet you.” Then his gaze went right back to the couple on the ottoman.
Andy’s hand had slipped under Monica’s shirt, and her hand went to his crotch. Andy appeared to be in his late twenties, Monica possibly in her early thirties—at least from what Piper could tell.
Michael leaned over to ask Beth, “What did Sharon mean when she said this room caters to women?”
Beth replied, “Sharon has a strict ratio of two men to every woman. This get-together is all about pleasuring the women in as many ways as possible. So the guys who come to her parties are here because they get off on making women come. Plenty of other rooms cater to other things, but here it’s all about the women. It’s a very good place to start.”
“I agree,” Piper said, as she took another a sip of her drink. “This entire place is a little overwhelming, so the mood here is a nice change.”
“It is,” Beth said. “Once you let your guard down and decide to enjoy it, it becomes less so. I’m going to leave you two here. Enjoy the show, and please don’t feel like you have to participate. On new-member night, it’s fully expected that you just watch.” With that, she got off the couch and joined Andy and Monica on the ottoman, peeling her dress down to expose a lacy bra. They welcomed her into their fold, and Beth immediately started to caress Monica’s thigh.
Piper’s eyebrows shot up.
“Are you okay?” Michael asked in a low voice. “Is this the kind of night you were hoping for?”
“I think so,” Piper answered. “I’m horny as hell, but also a little freaked out. It’s like we entered the Twilight Zone, and everyone here is normal, and the world outside is the wrong one. Don’t you feel the same way? I mean, this is how we’ve always thought about sex, right? Free for the taking and open to enjoy?” Piper shook her head. “Let’s just sit back and see where it takes us.”
“I think that sounds like a great idea,” Michael said. “But let’s take our shirts off first.”
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“I’m not wearing a shirt,” Piper said, grinning. “But you knew that already.”
“I did,” Michael said, licking her neck. “We’re not getting out of here without fucking, so we might as well get comfortable.”
His wife hesitated for a second, but then Monica moaned on the ottoman.
Piper shifted so her back was to Michael.
He grabbed the zipper and slowly unzipped her. She was wearing a nude strapless bra. He eased the dress off her shoulders and settled his mouth against her shoulder blade. Piper immediately sighed and pressed back against him, one of her hands coming up over her head to entwine in his hair.
He was going to make this a night to remember with his beautiful wife.
As he pushed the material down around her arms, his hands slid to one of her breasts. At the same time, Monica let out another moan, and Andy said, “Yes, just like that.”
They both turned toward the action.
Andy was now kneeling on the ground in front of the ottoman. Monica’s legs were spread open, and she was fully naked.
Right as Andy went down on her with his tongue, Beth leaned over and took one of Monica’s nipples into her mouth.
Michael still had to get his shirt and pants off. Piper moved forward on her own and began to tug off her dress. As Michael unbuttoned his shirt, he glanced around the room to see that most people were in the process of undressing or already naked. There were five different groups, all seemingly in their own worlds. He spotted Sharon settled back on a couch with two men fondling her breasts.
That woman knew how to enjoy pleasure.
Piper shifted in the seat next to him, tossing her dress aside. He glanced over and saw her tiny black lace thong and groaned. It was his favorite pair of her panties. The lace was see-through and just barely covered her. From the back it was extraordinary. A small triangle of lace perfectly positioned at the top of her backside. He wanted to bend her over his legs right now and kiss that spot. “You’re wearing my favorite thong.”
“Of course I am.” She leaned over and kissed him.
She tasted like champagne.
He drew her close, deepening the kiss as he pulled her onto his lap. He hadn’t taken off his pants yet, and his erection strained against the fabric, pressing into Piper’s ass. He let his fingers dip down to that lacy patch of fabric. She was soaking wet, and he groaned loudly.
Beth must have heard him, because she looked up and Michael caught her eye. She grinned as she went back to work on Monica’s nipple, tracing the outline with the tip of her tongue. Monica was flat on her back, and Michael could see the rise and fall of her chest as Andy lapped at her clit. His hands were firmly around her hips, pinning her in place for his enjoyment.
Monica began to thrash and chant, “Damn, damn, damn,” as she plowed her hands into his hair.
Movement to the side drew his attention, and Michael saw that Sebastian was now naked and sitting with his legs apart, stroking himself.
Piper shifted on his lap so they could both see what was going on, leaning back against his chest as his fingers continued to tease her through her lace panties. He snaked one finger in through the side and into her.
“Michael.” Piper breathed as she squirmed against him. “Yes, right there.”
In response, he rocked his cock against her backside as he plunged his finger in deeper. He played with her for a few minutes, slowly dipping in and back out, then he eased her forward and undid the clasp on her bra.
When it popped open, they both moaned.
She settled back against him, naked except for her thong, and he used his free hand to fondle her nipple, still rocking his cock against her and plunging his other finger deep, alternating with circling her clit.
They were both waiting for Monica to reach orgasm.
Sebastian stood, holding his cock in his hand, and went over to her side of the ottoman, murmuring something to her that Michael couldn’t hear. Whatever it was got Monica going even more as he knelt next to her and took her other hard peak into his mouth.
Monica bucked, thrusting her hips up, her head going back and forth. “Fuck me!” she cried. “Fuck me right now!”
Andy wasted no time.
He stood and dropped his pants, his hard cock jutting out in front of him. He arched over her pussy and thrust once, seating himself. As he did, both Beth and Seba
stian worked on her nipples, Beth’s hand slowly edging down to Monica’s clit as Andy pounded into her.
Once Beth’s fingers found Monica’s core, Monica shouted, her body spasming hard.
Her back arched off the ottoman, pushing her chest into Sebastian’s eager mouth as she came. Andy pounded into her a few more times before he drew out and grabbed hold of his dick. He fisted his cock, stroking it as he watched Beth wring out the last of Monica’s orgasm with her fingers, then he sprayed his come all over her stomach.
“Holy shit,” Piper breathed. “I think I need to be fucked like that.”
“That can be arranged,” Michael growled in her ear. “Are you ready for me to do this in front of everyone?”
“Yes,” Piper answered, turning to gaze at him. “I’m finally ready.”
Michael shifted Piper off his lap and stood, sliding off his pants. He dropped them to the ground right as Andy helped Monica off the ottoman, handing her something to clean off with.
Beth had stayed where she was and gave them a tentative smile and patted the ottoman. “Would you two like to take a turn?”
Michael glanced down at Piper, waiting for her to answer.
“Yes,” she said, getting off the couch. “And you can…participate, if you’d like.”
Michael’s eyebrows shot up, and his cock jumped painfully.
He ditched his boxer-briefs and took himself in hand, slowly jerking off as Piper rose and walked to the ottoman. Her beautiful backside was in full view, the perfect triangle between her cheeks. She turned once she got to the other side and gave Michael a sly grin, curling her index finger at him in a beckoning way.
He didn’t hesitate.
Michael made his way around the ottoman, fully naked, and very erect. Once he arrived at Piper’s side, she raised her arms around his shoulders and leaned in to kiss him. It was a sweet kiss filled with promise. When she broke it, she brushed her mouth by his ear. “I want this. I want to feel free again, and I want you to be the one to make me feel that way.”
“My pleasure.” When her head slid away from his ear, he took her mouth fiercely, his tongue plunging inside. She kissed him back with recklessness, their heads angling so they could deepen the kiss. Without separating, Michael lifted her into his arms. Piper responded by locking her legs around his waist, continuing to kiss him like she had in the elevator, hot and passionate.
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