Hedonism Box Set (BBW Menage Swinger Romance): All Five Cuddly Swinger Episodes In One Volume! (Cuddly Swingers Book 6)

by Mia Moore

  He grasped me by the back of the head and bent my face upwards. Our eyes locked again for a moment and he kissed me.

  There wasn’t any hesitation on his part. His hunger for me was as soul filling as my desire for him. I opened my mouth, and when his tongue entered, I bathed it in welcome with my own. We stopped our dancing, and instead kissed in time to the music. It lasted about two or three forevers.

  Breaking the kiss, he said in my ear “Let’s—”

  “Your place or mine?”

  “Head to the hot tub.”

  I stopped and looked up at him. “Uhh… I don’t know about that.”

  “Have you ever been?”

  “Uhhh… no. It’s just that there are some guys I met, and they’ll be looking for me there.” A vision of Frank and his buddies flashed in my head, and I have to be honest here, it made my pussy tingle.

  He smiled at me. “That sounds like it could be fun!”

  Wait a damn minute. I knew where we were. And after this great date, and great dancing, and me all turned on, he thought it was okay for three guys to gang bang me?

  He must have seen it in my expression, because he next said, “Tell me straight up, if I stood you up tonight, would you be going to the hot tub?”

  “Well, uhhh…”

  “Jessy…”

  “Yeah. I would.”

  “Good. Then let’s go.”

  “Wait a minute. The idea of three guys fucking me, after this date, you’re okay with that?”

  He laughed. He started to rub my back again. “Listen, I’m okay with your pleasure. You ever been gang banged before?”

  My eyes were wide and I shook my head.

  “Then I’m your wing man.” Now he took my hand. “I’d still like to be the one to take you home though.”

  “Really?”

  He nodded. “I think what’s happening between us is bigger than a night at the hot tub. But I think we should also let stuff like the hot tub happen too.” He looked at me. “Let that also be a part of wherever you and me go from tonight.”

  “You’re not jealous?” Now I felt a little let down.

  He laughed. “Not over a gang bang!” He bent his head down. “I’d be jealous though if I didn’t walk you home.”

  “That’s weird.”

  He kissed my forehead. “Don’t worry, we’ll figure it out.”

  “But…”

  “Jessy, how about I tell you something that is turning me on right now?”

  “What’s that?”

  “I’d love to watch you come before I make you come.”

  Chapter 6: Now I’ve Seen Everything!

  I held onto his arm in the walk from the disco to the hot tub. Okay, I sort of clung to his arm, nestled up beside him as we travelled down the path. My mind was reeling. This was off the charts sexy. I was on my way to be fucked by three good looking, decent guys, and I had this guy holding my hand all the way through it.

  I won’t lie, there was a small part of me that wanted to get pissed off with Steve-O for being so okay with this. I mean, if he really liked me he should be jealous, right? He shouldn’t want to have me fuck other people, right? And if we were anywhere else on the planet than Hedonism, I’d be right.

  But we were here. And this was the most wickedly, hedonistic thing I could ever imagine myself doing! I told Steve-O the truth when he asked me if I had been alone tonight would I have gone down to meet Frank and his buddies. To meet up with some guys so they could fuck me raw was a fantasy I’ve had for a long time. To be the center of attention of three men at the same time… to be used and to use them in return… you couldn’t get more decadent that that.

  But to have a hot guy like Steve-O be my sort of guide in this, my wingman… oh God that just put this over the top.

  You’re encouraged to put all of your sexual inhibitions aside when you come here. It’s called ‘Hedonism’ for a reason, right? And their motto is ‘Be Wicked For A Week’ after all. Well, let’s just see how wickedly wicked Jess can be!

  As we ambled down the trail, I nestled my head into his arm. “This is the craziest thing I’ve ever done in my life, you know,” I said.

  “Yeah, it’s a real head trip,” he replied. “This is one hell of a first date!” he chuckled. “Hey, Jessy, you do know that you can call anything and everything off any time, right? With no harm, no foul.” He reached across with his free arm and caressed my cheek.

  I nodded. “Yeah, that was made clear a bunch of times.” I stopped walking, and he pulled up. I grabbed both his forearms. “If I really didn’t believe in that, there’s no way this would be happening.” I turned my head aside. “And there’s something more…”

  “Go on, Jessy. I’m all ears.”

  I bit my lower lip. “You…”

  He reached out and with his hand under my chin, turned my face back towards him. “Yeah.” And gently this time, he kissed me.

  I grabbed his arm. “Let’s go before I lose my nerve!”

  With a laugh, he let me pull him along.

  ****

  The nude hot tub area was in an out of the way corner of the resort. I had been there the day before when I gave Frank his blowjob, and it had a decent sized crowd. It was twice as populated when Steve and I arrived that night. There must have been thirty people there, and most of them were in one stage or another of arousal. I had never seen anything like this in my life.

  As a lush Caribbean melody played through the speakers, I looked around. There were couples, threesomes, foursomes and moresomes. Some were lying on the pool apron on towels, others were on the lounge chairs, and others were standing at the bar which was still open. There were a few single guys watching the action, their cocks standing straight out.

  There wasn’t any shortage of action, that was for sure. As Steve and I picked our way through, I saw a woman crouched in the hot tub, facing two men seated on the edge. She had nestled between them, and was alternating sucking on one guy’s cock, then the other. My belly warmed at the sight.

  We walked over to the bar, and Steve ordered two beers. When the bartender brought them, we walked over to an area where there was a bench. He rested our drinks on it and turned to me.

  “I think we’re waaay overdressed,” he said with a smile. He wasn’t kidding. The only other person I saw wearing clothes was the bartender. “Now just stand there for a second, okay Jessy?”

  I nodded. He took off his clothes, laying them across each other in a pile on the bench. When he sat down to take off his pants, I stepped closer. He grinned up at me.

  “Checking out the equipment?” Again, I nodded silently.

  He slid his pants down and stood. His cock was flaccid, but even so, it was so thick! I stepped up and encircled it with my hand, licking my lips.

  As I held him, he reached behind me and undid the zipper on the back of my dress. He watched my body as he slid the fabric off my shoulders. When my breasts were exposed, he inhaled sharply. “Very, very nice…” I let go of his manhood for a second so he could slip my dress over my hips. He released it and it puddle on the ground. I stepped back, letting go of his now swelling shaft. He bent over, and picked up my dress. He tidied all of our clothes together and walked over to a tree nearby and draped our clothing over a low hanging branch.

  As soon as he returned, I reached for his package again. This time he took my wrist. “Not yet, baby. Let’s see if we can find your friends.”

  He put his arm around me, and we turned, scanning the people there. In a back corner I saw them. Frank, Dave and Petey were sitting together on two lounge chairs watching us. I waved at them. Frank looked at Steve, and raised a glass to us.

  “That’s them over there.”

  “Good looking guys.” We headed over, with Steve’s hand stroking my ass.

  The three of them stood when we arrived. I did the introductions, and Steve shook hands with each of them.

  We all paused for a moment, then Steve turned to me. “Why don’t you lie down on o

ne of these loungers, Jessy?”

  I nodded, and lowered myself onto one, reclining on the raised backrest, and putting my feet up on it, bending my knees. Steve gave the guys a nod, and settled onto the side of another lounger nearby.

  Frank squatted down beside me, and we began to kiss. His tongue had a bit of a salty taste to it as I stroked it with my own. He began to play with my tits, kneading them with a calloused hand. The feel of the roughened skin of his hand across my flesh, pinching my nipples made my legs shudder.

  I felt another pair of hands spread my knees. I glanced over to see Dave on his knees at the end of the lounger. I opened them, he started to lick my stomach. His tongue found my navel, and he began to softly at first, then more firmly, slide it in and out of my bellybutton. I flinched a bit from the sensation, then relaxed into it.

  Frank broke off the kiss and said, “I love your big titties, Jess.” He placed a palm under one and lifted it. I pushed his hand away, and took my breast in my hands. Holding it up, I said to him “Show me.” My nipple was already stiff, the pink flesh gnarled and crinkled. I held my tit up, and he covered my nipple and areole with his mouth, sucking on it. I cradled his head with my other hand, bringing him into my chest. “That’s a good boy, suck my titties nice, Frankie,” I murmured to him. Then you fuck me deep with that big cock, baby.” He moaned into my tit.

  A jolt of pleasure shot up from my pussy, and my whole body quivered. I let out a gasp and looked down to see Dave paying homage to my cunt. He had just begun to lick my stiff clit, and his tongue felt dry and rough, like a cat’s. I took one hand away from Frank and began to stroke Dave’s head.

  “That’s right. Just like that. Oh yeah….” My hips began to flex on their own as I felt my first orgasm build.

  I clenched Frank’s head even tighter to my tit. This was incredible. I was getting my pussy ravished at the same time as my tits were being mauled by Frank’s hungry mouth.

  “Just like this, guys. Just… like…” Dave pushed a finger up inside my twat, and my orgasm exploded out of me. “Like this! Oh yeah!”

  I had Dave’s hair in a fist, pushing him onto my cunt as hard as I could, and my other hand had Frank’s head pressed into my chest. The orgasm flowed over me, and through me. I lay back against the lounger, panting and pushed Dave’s head away from my crotch.

  “Okay, give me a second!” I panted. Dave’s head popped off my clit. I could see my juice glistening on him mouth as the shock to my nerve endings abated.

  “My turn,” said Frank, pulling his mouth off my chest. He scooted down to the end of the lounge chair as Dave moved off. He rose on his knees, and his hard cock bounced up and down in the light. I could see a bead of pre-cum ooze out from the tip. He smiled at me as he put the condom on. After wrapping his rascal, he took his cock in his fist and moved up into my crotch.

  I hadn’t been fucked yet since I arrived. I scootched my hips down on the lounger towards him. He grazed his knob up and down my cleft, teasing my clit with the velvet smoothness of the head.

  “You want this baby?” he growled. “You want this up in your pussy?”

  “Yes!” I looked to the side to where Steve was sitting. His eyes drilled into mine like a glittering blade. “Yes! Fuck me Frank!” I said, but looking at Steve. Steve smiled and pursed his lips at me at the same moment that Frank punched me in my twat with his cock. “Oh! Oh fuck!” I cried out. My hands clutched at the arms of the lounger and I pulled myself up as Frank’s cock delved into my wet, aching pussy.

  With each stroke inward, he rolled his hip, grazing against my pussy walls in a different spot with each stroke. Oh shit, it felt so good to be full. His head was down, watching his manhood slide in and out. “Oh yeah, Jess, you’re so fucking tight,” he growled. Over and over, he pushed up inside me and drawing out.

  I could hear moans from other guests copulating drifting through the night air, intertwining with the music from the sound system. The counterpoint to this was the soft slurping noises my own pussy was making as Frank slid in and out. He looked up past me and with a smile, said “Fill her up the rest of the way, Petey!”

  I turned my head. Petey was bending over, his cock already hard, and inches from my mouth. I opened my mouth, and he slid inside. He didn’t push it too far, just enough to get the knob over my lips and onto my tongue. I sucked on it firmly as he withdrew it, and pushed it back in.

  Frank and Petey must have done this before, because they established a rhythm with my body. As one of them pulled out of me, the other was pushing up inside.

  Dave moved in beside Petey and squatted down. He began to play with one of my tits, and his other hand snaked down to my crotch and began to massage my clit, sending small shocks up my pelvis to my head.

  We were a pulsing ménage, each of us grasping and gaining as much pleasure as we were bestowing on each other. I reached up to Petey’s cock, wrapping my fingers around it. As he stroked in and out of my mouth, I twisted my wrist along his shaft, squeezing the bottom ridge of his knob when it left my mouth.

  “Oh fuck, I like THAT!” his voice a hoarse whisper.

  My knees trembled as I felt the swell of a monstrous orgasm begin to build.

  I began to tremble. The big ones always start in my thighs. It was a gentle but persistent hum, the same kind you get if you put the end of a 9 volt battery on your tongue. It started just behind my knees. The hum became a buzz, and rolled up my thighs to my hips.

  I pulled away from Petey’s cock, and started panting. My head kept turning, watching each of them. The back of the lounger was upright enough that I could look down to my crotch and watch Frank’s beautiful organ sliding in and out of me. It glistened, slick with my pussy’s wetness. I glanced up to see him watching our joining, his eyes transfixed down between my legs.

  Still stroking Petey’s tool, I turned my head back to him. He clasped my head in his hands as I tried to kiss and lick the droplets of precum oozing from the slit.

  My breath was getting ragged as my orgasm began to build. The big ones for me are like a series of waves that flow over me, one building on top of the other. I was frantic to ride it out as much as I could. Frank and Dave were attending to my pussy, attacking it from the inside and outside. Having a cock at my face completed the scene.

  Dave was using one hand now on my body— his other was stroking his own cock. It was fully hard, his fist gripping it tightly. He released his shaft and spat on his hand, and went back to stroking himself.

  “Gonna fill your fuck hole baby!” Frank cried out. His own ass began to tremble as his orgasm began to sweep over him.

  “All of it, babe! Gimme all of it!” I turned my head from Frank back up to Petey and took his cock back into my mouth.

  I felt Frank’s cock expand like a bellows up inside of me when he started cumming. With a grunt that bordered on a shout, he clutched at my hips harshly, squeezing my flesh as he tried to impale himself inside me. Over and over he cried out “Now! Now! Now baaaybee!” He thrust up inside me three, maybe four times, pulling himself all the way out and plunging back in.

  I was over the top wanton. “Fill me, baby! Give me all of it!” My own orgasm was now crashing over me. Each wave of delicious pleasure stronger than the one before. I wanted all of it, I wanted all of them.

  I managed to keep pulling and sucking on Petey’s shaft through my first two or three climaxes. I wanted him to come with us.

  He didn’t disappoint. Just as the last surge of pleasure shot through me, making my eyes tingle, Petey drew his shaft from my mouth. I was gasping and panting when he put his hand around my mouth, opening it. I stuck out my tongue as far as I could, making it broad to catch every drop just as he began to spurt. Dam that boy got spunk! A thick stream shot into my mouth, landing on the back of my tongue, followed by as second. I closed my lips over his knob, feeling another and another spurt of his jizz. I swallowed as best I could, but still felt some ooze out of the corners of my lips.

  “Oh shit! Meee tooo!” said Dave, standing from my crotch to his feet. He climbed on top of me, still stroking his shaft. I gathered my tits in my hands and he started fucking my cleavage. “Oh fuck yeah!” he grunted. I looked up at him, smiling. Petey’s come that didn’t make it down my throat was dribbling on my chin.

  “I want more baby,” I said. He pumped through my tits, his cock ending up against my chin. His hands covered mine, pulling on my nipples. I felt his ass rubbing against my belly when he drew back, his balls stroking my ribs when he plunged into my fleshy orbs. The sheen of sweat I had generated in the warm night and the frantic sex made them almost as slippery as my pussy.

  “Here I come baby!” he snarled. I yawned my mouth open, keeping my teeth covered with my lips. His first spurt left a glistening white trail inside my cleavage, but his second left dollops of cream in my mouth. I licked my lips and the tip of his cock as he kept stroking himself, emptying himself on me, and in me.

  The four of us were gathered together. Dave straddled across my chest, his feet on the deck. Frank was between my legs, still stroking my thighs, his manhood softening within me. Petey had his hands around my head, cooing at me as I still stroked his cock. We stayed like that, quietly coming down from the pinnacle of pleasure for a few moments, petting one another.

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