by Mia Moore
Byron cleared his throat and spoke. “Actually, one of Carrie’s big turn ons is being caressed by a group of people.” His eyes crinkled in a smile. “The night we did it, we blind-folded her. She didn’t know whose hands or mouths were touching her.” He rose, flipped a switch to silence the jets and looked down at Carrie. “Close your eyes, Babe.”
Matt could hardly believe his ears or eyes. When Elena shifted so that she was next to Carrie’s hip, her fingers skimming the petite woman’s thigh, his heart skipped a beat.
At the soft hand stroking his cock, he turned to see Sylvia nod her head in Carrie’s direction. “Go on; She really, really gets a charge out of it.” Her words were a soft whisper. “You’ll see,” she added with an evil grin.
Josh and Byron stroked Carrie’s breasts and her arms, loosening her grip on the tub. Inch by inch her body turned in the water until the pink pads of her feet faced Matt. Her legs were spread, the dark lips of her labia rising and falling in the warm water.
Matt looked at Elena. Oh God, she was totally into this. Her eyes were half closed and lips parted when she nodded giving her consent.
He rose higher and edged close to her body. With his bone hard cock in hand he inched higher and rubbed the knob along her slit. Oh fuck, the intake of her breath, her head rising slightly made his blood heat up...heat up more than even the hot water of the tub had done. Heat up more than earlier, watching Josh and Byron, thank God.
Josh held Carrie’s shoulders, making sure her head was out of the water. He glanced over at Matt and nodded.
This time when Matt slid his cock through Carrie’s slippery folds, he held it at her opening for a moment. Byron was next to Carrie’s face, his cock sliding over her lips. Sylvia and Elena were on each side of the tiny woman, their hands roaming over her breasts, her ass and pussy.
Oh fuck! Matt thrust deep inside her, his hand gripping her hips, holding her steady. The slick tightness of her cunt, pulled at his flesh, driving him mad with desire. Carrie’s mouth opened and she licked at Byron’s cock. Her breasts heaved, sucking air and the hot shaft into her mouth.
Oh my God! He punched into her flesh again, pulling her ass hard onto him. It was incredible...the sight of her body, Byron’s cock and the women kissing and fondling her was too much. He could feel the wave of lust consume him, filling his body with a pulsing heat. He thrust into her and felt his wad of cum pulse out in up inside her. At that moment, her thighs stiffened as she felt his first spurt, the muscles firm above the water, twitching. Oh fuck...Another gush of raw pleasure jerked out of his meat.
He gritted his teeth. “Oh...oh...” The last shot of cum left him breathless, his heart pounding in his chest.
He hunched forward, easing his cock out and slipping back into the water. Carrie’s eyes opened and she smiled at him. It was obvious that she had come like thunder too.
He gasped at the moist cold air, watching Josh pull Carrie’s head closer and then bend to kiss her.
When they finished, Carrie glanced around at everyone. “That. Was. Awesome.” She shifted in the tub to slide into the seat next to Matt. He wasn’t surprised when she leaned over and kissed his lips.
Chapter 13
Elena smiled watching Matt finish the scene with Carrie and kiss her lips. It was good that everything had gotten back to hetero action. Matt had left the tub so quickly when Byron and Josh were messing around that, she’d been a little worried that he was really upset. Not anymore, after watching him partaking in Carrie’s fantasy.
Oh God! When she’d first got in the hot tub, she had been wrung out, sexually. But the scene with Carrie awakened a dream that she hardly dared to admit to herself. All the while her hands and mouth explored Carrie, amping up the experience up for the gorgeous young woman, it was doing the same for her.
At Byron’s touch on her shoulder she turned to him.
His eyes were soft slits and there was a small smile on his lips. “Would you like to try it?”
“Oh yeah!” She grinned. The guy was a mind reader! But not only that, he was still rock hard.
She laid back in the water and closed her eyes, feeling the cold air hit her breasts and thighs when her body floated upward. For what seemed like a long time, probably because her pussy was now yearning and oh so ready, she waited. She could feel movement in the water and the faint sounds of feet and bodies on the hard shell of the tub.
Hands rested under her shoulders, keeping her afloat. Other hands caressed her breasts, fingers rolling her nipples sending fresh jolts of pleasure straight to her clit. Oh yeah. Come on. Who would be the one to fuck her? Would she be able to tell?
Byron’s cock was thick and the knob at the end was big and pulpy. It had filled every millimetre of her cunt. And from what she’s seen of Josh’s; long with a wicked curve upward, it would be nice too. There’d be no way for Matt. Carrie had taken it out of him.
There was pressure on her ass and her hips were lifted above the surface of the water. She jerked when hot slipperiness sent a rush of pleasure in her clit. And then the decadent thrill of something pushing against her asshole...oh fuck, someone was also finger fucking her ass! Her body revelled in the debauched caresses. Keeping her eyes tightly shut, she opened her legs wider.
Her lips parted and her tongue rolled over them, wetting them slowly, invitingly. Oh yeah, Give her a hot cock to suck. Almost immediately, her mouth was filled with a thick hard shaft. She strained upward, filling her hand with the base, pulling it deeper into her mouth.
She moaned when the hands in her pussy and asshole pulled away. Oh fuck. It’s had been so good!
Again she jerked, sucking in air at the sharp stab in her cunt, so thick and hard, it felt she was being split apart.
The movement in her mouth started again, a hand on the back of her head pulling her forward. Oh fuck. It was porn star hot, being fucked and fondled like this. Again, her clit was softly stroked, her asshole penetrated and entered. Her head was out of the water, striving to take all of that hot cock inside. The moans followed by ‘Suck it baby’ inflamed her mind and body.
Whoever was fucking her was ramming her like a jackhammer. Pounding into spots she’d never known existed. Oh fuck. So good. The burning in her asshole returned as someone’s fingers invaded her again. The realization that she had never been doubly penetrated before, and now with her mouth also filled with cock tumbled her over a new border of ecstasy. She writhed and squirmed like a wild animal, sucking and getting royally fucked. Her mouth fell away for a moment when the first tsunami of her climax cascaded through her.
Pulling her mouth off the shaft, she moaned “Oh yeah! Fuck me!” It was a gasping cry before she dove once more onto the hot cock pressing into her lips.
Her nipples were pinched hard, clit was whirred under a fingerpad, “Oh yeah... “ It was a rumble in her throat as another wave of pleasure filled her. Again. Again. The orgasm went on and on. Deep masculine grunts punctuating the night air.
A stream of thick, cum shot into the back of her throat. Another spurt, tingling her tongue. Her hair was fisted and she was pulled forward, almost gagging when the thickness pushed deeper. And then it was gone. Her cunt now tender and raw.
She opened her eyes and looked up into Byron’s swarthy smile. Turning her gaze away to see Josh panting for air, his groin pressed against hers. And on each side of her were Carrie and Sylvia. She lifted her head higher and there was Josh, standing behind Sylvia.
It was a golden moment except for one thing... one other woman needed attention.
“Sylvia; you’re next.” She shifted so that Josh slipped out of her and she was able to sit in the hot water.
Sylvia’s eyes went wide and she grinned. “Are you kidding?” She glanced back and Matt and kissed his lips. “This man is wicked good with his hands. I came waaay before you did.”
Elena laughed. “I could have told you that. He is good.” She rose and kissed Byron and Josh before once more turning to Carrie. “I love your fantasy! Do t
he guys ever get to do this?”
She didn’t see Matt’s eyes grow wide like a deer in the headlights.
Chapter 14
Elena talked a mile a minute all the way home in the truck. “I can’t decide which I liked better tonight—the downstairs play or the hot tub.” She grinned and rubbed her hand along his thigh. “Doing Carrie’s hot tub fantasy was amazing. And it happened so naturally.”
“Totally mind blowing.” Matt smiled and squeezed her hand. “They take swinging to a new level. This isn’t just swapping, but making fantasies come true.”
Watching Elena with the four other people had been incredible. What woman wouldn’t like being the centre of such sexual attention? If he could be assured that only women would partake in a scene like that with him, he’d love it too.
“Exactly.” She turned to him and there was a shy smile in her eyes. “So, what would your fantasy be if they ask?”
For a few moments he was silent. “I couldn’t close my eyes and just let things happen. Not the way you and Carrie did. But that’s a guy thing, I guess. The visual is really important, not just the sensation, but watching it.”
There was no way he was going to get into the fact that part of that was making sure that only women would be involved with him. “Other than that, it would rock to be with three beautiful women.”
He flipped the turn signal on and wheeled the truck into their driveway. “Actually, I thought that the scene with you, Carrie and Byron was pretty hot. I’d like to be that guy, next time.”
Elena inhaled deeply and grinned. “Oh yeah. It was good.”
Matt got out of the truck and went around to open the passenger door. Elena’s leg swung out and she reached for his hand. Even after a night of raucous sex and being in the hot tub, her hair and make-up were still perfect. He felt worn out, totally drained from the big meal, all the sex and the heat of the tub. Unlike the other times when they’d played with other people, and had wild monkey sex after, this time he was bushed.
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He startled awake. Oh God, not again! That same dream of the sauna, only this time it was Byron instead of Phil sucking his cock. Josh’s words echoed in his head—’Byron gave me the best blowjob I ever had’. His fingers drifted down his abdomen to curl around his shaft, still hard as a rock from the dream. He took a deep breath and settled deeper into the pillows.
Why did the dream excite him? When he was awake, going about his day, he never looked at guys that way! He never any kind of sexual thoughts about guys! But on a subconscious level, the state he visited while asleep, there had to be something there. Hell, it was still there, judging from the woody in his hand. And that scene in the hot tub, between Josh and Byron. No! He couldn’t think about that!
He wasn’t homophobic! He didn’t hate gay guys or anything! It just wasn’t something that he’d ever thought about for himself. There was no doubt about the fact that Josh’s words had touched a nerve that his subconscious responded to. Hell, he couldn’t deny the fact that when he ran from the hot tub he had been turned on.
Damn.
It was still dark outside and Elena was sound asleep, curled into a ball next to him. His eyes closed and the muscles in his ass tightened, pulsing his pelvis forward. The images in the dream filled his head while his hand rolled up and down on his cock. In the dream, he’d been overpowered, their hands rough dragging him back from the door when he’d tried to escape.
His thigh pushed higher to the side, mentally putting himself in the sauna, his ass being forced down, the white hot burn in his ass when Chris’ knob pressed inside of him. His sphincter muscles tightened sending a thrill through his groin. The grip of his hand on his shaft became softer, moving faster up and down, imagining Byron’s mouth. This time when the fantasy cock pressed into his jaw, he turned his head. His mouth fell open, gasping for air before that wickedly curled cock met his tongue.
His eyes opened and he glanced over at his wife. Elena’s breathing was slow and steady, the hiss of air through her nostrils bordering on a snore.
Fuck he was so horny! He could wake her up, spoon into her backside and finish this...But he still hovered in that grey area between sleep and being fully awake—that dreamy, anything is possible area.
His hand stroked faster and faster, his asshole tight and full. The sauna was filled with the scent of testosterone and sweat; man smell. He could almost feel the iron grip on his biceps, forcing him lower, fingers pressing the back of his head onto Josh’s cock while his own meat was suckled like a teat.
Oh fuck! The first spurt of cum filled his palm, spread over his fingers, creaming his shaft. It was so hard and fast that it balanced on the cusp of pain. The next one was longer, filling his body with pure ecstasy. Oh God, this was decadent. Another shot, his hips jerking forward, ass squeezing hard. His chest arched up at the final gasp and gush of lust.
He lay back flat, gasping for air, willing his heart to slow from the fast thundering. His hand was still, fingers slippery with cum. It had happened so quickly. Normally he wouldn’t orgasm this soon. But, it was the first time he’d allowed himself to indulge deeply into this dirty fantasy.
It was something that no one need ever know. A one off, that’s all. Now that it was done, wouldn’t happen again. Well, not if he was wide awake at least. Who could control the weird thoughts and fantasies while half asleep? It didn’t mean he was homosexual or homophobic or homo anything. It was an odd quirk that would never have happened if not for Elena mentioning the male bi stuff at house parties. And Josh’s comment and actions in the hot tub hadn’t helped.
The only thing he needed to do now was work on accepting any homosexual action he’d see at Sylvia and Byron’s. He wouldn’t be able to always clear out by pretending to run to the bathroom. Elena and Josh hadn’t said anything earlier, but they probably suspected.
After wiping himself off with a Kleenex, he snuggled into the curve of Elena’s body and closed his eyes. He’d figure this out. In the meantime, what had just happened would never happen again. He was straight, God damn it!
Chapter 15
A couple of days later...
“I hope you didn’t pick this up being in the hot tub, in the middle of winter.” Elena held her palm out handing him the cold pills.
He picked up the glass of orange juice and reached for the pills, tossing them into his mouth. He swallowed them back and shook his head. “No. A few guys at work have been sick with this. That’s where I caught this cold.” He sat at the kitchen table in his robe and pyjama pants. As soon as Elena left for work he’d high tail it up to bed. His nose was running like a tap and his sinuses hurt.
She smiled and plucked her lunch bag from the counter. “Just rest today. No using this as an excuse to catch up on anything in the basement or garage.” She walked over and kissed his forehead. “Call me if there’s anything you need me to pick up on the way home.”
“Don’t worry. I’m hitting the hay. I hope the kids don’t catch this. They’ve got mid terms coming up.” He rose and followed her out to the front hall, watching as she slipped her boots and coat on.
“Me too. I can’t believe you’re sick. You never get sick.” She put her hand on the door handle and turned once more to smile at him. “Remember. Call me if you need something.”
With that she was gone.
Matt turned and trudged up the spiral staircase. The house was so quiet with the kids and Elena gone. He climbed into bed and picked up the remote control. He’d watch some TV while he waited for the medicine to kick in. Daytime TV was boring enough to put anyone to sleep.
A couple hours later he opened his eyes and sat up. His head felt much better. On the television, some kind of western movie was playing. He was about to change the channel but something caught his eye. Two guys having a fight in a tent? But not a knock down drag ‘em out fight. No. This was a violent act that became intimate.
Matt’s eyes opened wide and he sat back. Holy shit. It was apparent that one of the
guys was getting fucked up the ass. It was rough man-love. He reached for the remote and turned the TV off.
He closed his eyes and laid back into the pillows, trying once more to fall asleep. But it was no use. The scene in the tent kept looping in his brain.
What would that be like? In the sauna dream, getting fucked in the ass had been part of it. He felt his cock thicken, picturing the sauna scene once more. His fingers rolled over his stomach and into the pyjama bottoms, curling around his dick. The silence in the house was a rare gift. He was totally alone and would be for the rest of the day.
Once more his mind’s eye fell into the dream sequence as he began to fist his cock slowly up and down. It felt good, picturing Byron’s mouth rising and falling on his shaft. Josh had said he gave a mean blow-job. And he’d seen it that night in the hot tub. Why not Byron?
In the dream, he was forced to sit on another man’s cock, his asshole filled with thick man-meat. His other hand slipped down his body, fingers straining to reach his rectum. He curled his abdomen and felt the burning invasion in the tight ring of muscle, his finger pressing in. Oh God, it was hot...but it wasn’t big enough.
He shifted in the bed, reaching to the other side, into the drawer of Elena’s night table. Yes. It was there at the back of the drawer, hidden behind a book. Elena’s vibrator, which they’d used many times. For an instant he hesitated. This was hers.
But the throbbing pleasure in his cock, his asshole still warm and tingly over-rode any guilt. He took the hard dildo and settled back into the bed, and shoved his p.j. pants off. He spat into his palm and rubbed it over the head of the vibrator. His breath was a fast rasp in his throat when he lowered the tool, pressing it between the cheeks of his ass.
Once more his eyes closed and he lost himself in the fantasy. The hardness pushing into him was Josh’s cock. The stroking sensation on his shaft, Byron’s mouth and tongue. It was initiation time. No choice but to submit to the pleasure.
