Visiting Rose Resort

[MrKnox2]

For Julia and Roland, it had been love at first sight. Literally, and they had married, and since that day, there had been no day in which they had not shared each other, mentally and physically, and it was perfect. One winter evening they sat cuddled together, dreaming. They were booking the summers vacation, they had saved up, and it was going to be a beach resort dream. “Remember we must find a room with a terrace” Julia said, and Roland nodded, looking into the tablet on his lap, they were looking for places to stay. He stopped at one resort and looked at her, this time it was Julia who nodded. “But the terrace is towards the pool. So many people can see us up there. Are they all like that?”. Roland flipped the images back and forth “I don’t know…” he said, silent a bit, then “I don’t know, but now I think I lost it again, this isn’t the same one, right?”. It was one of those confusing booking pages, and now he did not know what he had pressed and going “back” only made things worse. “I think I lost it” he repeated “I’m not on the same resort anymore, I think, and I can’t find it. Did you see the name of the place?”. Julia giggled “No problem, love, we’ve seen many better anyway, let’s keep looking”.

Roland nodded, looked at her lovingly and blew her a kiss “yeah, you’re right, let’s start over”, and he returned to the start page, set up their criteria, and hit search once again. 481 results. “We have to limit this a bit, it’s too much here, it’s very confusing…” He scratched his head, scrolling the results list up and down. Julia giggled again, “You do that, honey, while I find us another bottle of wine!”, and she got up and walked towards the kitchen, while he continued narrowing the search. One bottle emptied already, and another coming, he thought. They were having a great time, but the alcohol certainly didn’t help him understand the web page more.

In any event, when she returned, and poured the glasses almost brim full, he had inserted a few filters, distance to ocean, the terrace thing, some commodities he knew they liked. They were now down to less than 40 results. That should be more tangible, he thought, and showed her. “One of these” he said, “I think we have our place here somewhere.” She smiled, again, and took hold of his arm passionately “Oh! Yes!” she said, “I’m so excited!”. They kissed, before returning to the list, flipping through wonderful images, “What about this one?” Roland said, “It looks great, don’t you think?”. She nodded, looked at him dreamingly, then down at the tablet, leant in a flipped back and forth among the pictures. “It looks perfect, honey. Just perfect”, she practically purred, “this will be the best vacation… Ever!”. And so, they had decided. Roland flipped his credit card from his valet on the table next to the sofa, “So we go for that?” he asked her. “Yes,” she purred again, “yes, and while you pay, strong man, I’ll make it worth your while.”.

And with those words, she slid down on her knees onto the carpet next to him, and while he was looking for the ‘book now’ button on the page, she slowly started to unbuckle his belt. Roland’s eyes watered as she unzipped his fly, slipped her hand in under his pants, massaged him under his boxers for a while, before pulling that down too, and lifted his shaft out. It throbbed and grew in her hand as she pulled back on it, and Roland leant back comfortably in the pillows, spreading his legs slightly to allow her better access. There it was, the ‘book now’, he was about to press on it just as Julia bent in over his crotch, starting to kiss his erection softly. “Aaaah” he murmured “that’s it”, one of his hands found the back of her neck while her lips parted and she led him into her mouth, starting to suck up and down very slowly. Now, just to look a bit more, he thought, flipping the images a bit more, just to make sure this was the place.

Later, in the summer to come, he did remember that something seemed a bit wrong at the time when he pressed ‘book now’ and inserted the credit card details, the price total had seemed a bit off what he had calculated, a bit less expensive than expected, actually. But right then and there, between the buzz of the wine and the treatment he was receiving from his wife, who now pressed her lips firmly around the root of his erection, the thought didn’t linger. He simply pressed ‘ok’ and got a big green thumbs up on the screen, ‘Congratulations! Your adventure has started!’ it said in big letters. And then he had flickered the screen off, put the tablet away, allowing all his focus towards the treatment he was receiving. The night had ended as it had to, when they woke the next morning, slight sting between their ears from the wine, he was still inside her on the bed. They had made love until passing out.

Waking up, the summer seemed a long time away. But as it so often was for the happily married couple, active days became weeks and active weeks became months, and before they even noticed it, they stood in twilight, bags packed, and soon found themselves in a taxi to the airport. It was an overnight flight, and by the time they found themselves in the next taxi, on the slim peninsula leading to the retracted resort right on the tip, the sunrise was barely touching the horizon over the emerald sea. “Yeah,” said the taxi driver, peeking quickly over his shoulder, “yeah, you guys are going to be popular. You guys will have a blast.” He laughed. An odd thing to say, thought Roland, and without paying the driver any attention looked over at Julia. She was oblivious, probably hadn’t heard. She was looking out the window, to the miles long stretch of beach leading all the way to the cliff exterior, on top of which the resort building resided, stairs and paths leading down to coves on all ends. Roland didn’t think more of it either. They were approaching the gates, and both Julia and Roland noticed the guard, coming out to greet them, opening the gate for the car to pass through.

“That was daring”, Julia said, “don’t you think?”. Roland nodded. “Yeah, that was a tight uniform. Special.”, he replied. The taxi came to a stop at the top of a large roundabout circling a lush fountain pond, just like the stereotype prescribes. They stepped outside, payed, and rolled their modest suitcases through the arched doors and into the huge lobby, opening up to the pool beyond. It was still just a slip of dawn outside, the lights were dim, through an archway to their side there were sounds of cutlery and porcelain being laid, the place was preparing for early breakfast. Julia and Roland walked up to the reception counter, and was greeted by a lady, smiles from ear to ear. “Welcome to the Rose Resort!” she exclaimed, looking at Roland, “Name, sir?”. Roland swallowed, if the guard had been revealing, he thought, the receptionist heightened the stakes, this place had a special attire, it seemed. “Nash.”, Roland responded. “Julia and Roland Nash.”. From then, it was the normal check in procedure. He signed and she gave key cards, explained the procedures of dining and wi-fi, and directed them to the room. Third floor, top, no elevator, but wide stairs rotating up right here from the reception. Pretty soon they said thank you, and Julia and Roland found them selves down the corridor to the suite at the end. They say no one, it was too early. What they did hear, however, was the low, rhythmic thump of a bed on a wall. Somewhere, behind one of the doors, not all guests were sleeping. “It might be bad sound isolation here.” Julia commented. “Yeah. Luckily, we’re all down at the end,” Roland said, smiling, “we can still have all the fun we want.”. “Yes,” Julia answered, “and who cares anyway if we’re heard. This is our dream vacation, right?”.

Roland unlocked the door, and they stepped into the large open suite, full height windows circling three walls, lined by a large terrace circling the entire space. The bed was oddly positioned very centrally in the room, circled by low sofas and cushions. This was made for pure comfort, that was sure. Roland didn’t mind, he thought, turning on the lights, but dimming them down. Julia walked to the windows, stopped to look over the sea view to her left. “Perfect,” she said, “This is the full private terrace right there, I think the sunset will be over there”. She lingered, “doesn’t quite look like on the pictures, though.” Roland was rolling their luggage to the hallway closet, he looked over at her, “No, it doesn’t. But that’s maybe how it is with those website images, right?”. “Absolutely,” she responded, “and not that I’m complaining, this is even better!”. She walked over to the other end of the room, stopped by the opposite window. “Look,” she said, “we even have the pool view too, if we want to people watch! That’s nothing but a bonus, I’d say. I can see the sunrise on the ridge there.” She opened the large sliding doors and stepped outside.

Just as Roland was opening the briefcases, he heard a gasp from the terrace. He rose and turned, to see Julia facing him, leaning in the doors. “Come! Look!” she whispered hoarsely, “you have to see this!”. Lifting a finger to her lips, “Hush,” she whispered, “You got to tell me if this is normal.”. Roland tiptoed towards her, and grabbing him by his hand, she led him right to the edge of the railing. “Look down!” she whispered almost inaudibly, but she hadn’t had to, he already understood what she was referring to. They were right on top of the receptionist and one of the guests, a male, looking straight down at them. Her skirt was rolled up, and she was striding over his lap, his shorts were down his knees. She was rolling on him, clearly having him deep up inside her, while the man fondled her tits under her tight uniform, digging his face into them. Roland could only paraphrase her words, “Is this normal?”.

 

[Gamina]

Julia was looking forward to this holiday, as they were suffering the cold at the moment, with both of them doing well at work, they could finally afford to take a more luxurious holiday. “Remember we must find a room with a terrace” She said to Roland as they were browsing together. He didn’t know it yet, but she had decided to finally indulge one of Roland’s fantasies of having sex outdoors. While their sexlive had never been tame, between living in a crowded city and a slight fear of getting caught, it had been something she had put off. But on the terrace of a fancy resort she was pretty sure that she would have the privacy she needed to go for it.


When Julia came back to the living room with the drinks, she took a look at the screen as Roland was fiddling with the filters. Taking a look, she them she quickly hit the adults only option, remembering how the sound of children screaming early in the morning had almost ruined their honeymoon for her. While they were well on their way to start a family, there was no reason to have kids spoil another holiday till it were their own. As it looked like he had chosen the right place, she smiled at him and slid off the sofa for some fun...









“Is this normal?”. Roland asked and Julia couldn’t help but blush a little, from the moment they got here there had been some weirdness going on, but the mixture of travel tiredness and build up excitement she just stepped up behind Roland and pressed herself up against his back as her hand reached around to play with his abs under his shirt. “Probably not, but can you blame them? It does look like fun” and with that she teasingly slid her hand down his waistband and started to softly stroke him as they watched the couple from up high.

 

[MrKnox2]

It had been a long flight, and he hadn’t slept well. The taxi ride to the resort had been bumpy, and for the last couple of hours he had started to feel a bit hungry, seeing them set for breakfast downstairs hadn’t helped. He was starting to feel a little dizzy, and now he was looking over the railing at the two down there. Did the receptionist sell herself out from the reception? Was she giving ‘extra service’? Was that her boyfriend, staying here? – It was a heck of a place to choose, if so. Those kinds of thoughts ran through his mind, while suddenly, Julia was behind him, rubbing herself up on him from behind. He flexed as her hand found his abs under his shirt, and then, as her hand slipped down and grasped around his shaft, it bulged, and he let out a small sigh.

Julia had just said it looked like fun. He closed his eyes for a moment, feeling as her delicate fingers slipped softly and slowly up and down on him. “Yeah”, he whispered, “they are having fun.” His hands gripped the railing and he pushed back on her, felt her rolling on him, allowed her ample access down inside his pants, then he leant forward, looked down over the railing at the two below. The receptionist was pumping harder now, he could hear her muffled wimping and see her head roll back and forth over the man. One of her breasts was out, he held it greedily, sucked on it, while his other hand was on her buttock, holding her steady as she started to pump harder.

Aroused, he started to roll his hips back and forth, increasing the phase of her strokes. “And we are having fun.”, he murmured, she was giving him the outdoor sex fantasy treatment, he had hoped for that, but to have it after not two minutes in the room, and with the bonus show below, Roland was beginning to think this would be a very special vacation. Roland groaned, blinked his eyes, the continued “but, honey…”, he continued, “I thought this was reserved for the secluded side, this is the pool side, where everyone can see”. It was getting much lighter, and on the other side of the pool, there were movement between curtains. The couple underneath did not seem to care. Roland looked over his shoulder at Julia, “Do you like that, maybe, honey? Having them maybe spot you like that?”

 

[Gamina]

“Do you like that, maybe, honey? Having them maybe spot you like that?”

Julia smiled as Roland sounded worried more than excited, luckily as his member grew stiff in her hand, she was sure that he was excited about it too. Standing on her tip toes she whispered in his ear. "But honey, you are the only one they could spot."

With that my free hand also reaches around and I start to open your shorts, dropping them to expose you in all your glory, both hands now focussing on giving you a nice, slow but still intense handjob

 

[MrKnox2]

“But honey, you are the only one they could spot.”, she said. Roland’s response only came as a satisfied grunt, as he felt her grasp tighten around his hardening erection. He could easily have taken hold of her in his strong hands right then and there, lifted her around and taken her over the railing for all to see, but for now he was content with the situation. It might be his arrogance, his self-confidence, talking to himself, but he had always suspected that she had enjoyed showing him off to people, friends, colleagues, strangers for that matter. Roland knew he was a strong man, and an attractive one, and somehow he had the feeling that his wife liked to flaunt it, what she had, in his interpretation, however biased it might be, was that she had always done that, though this thing that was incurring at this moment, was taking it to a new level, quite frankly, he noticed that he was very much enjoying it, the exhibitionism of it all.

He looked down at the railing, cast iron rods, with wide separations, there certainly wasn’t much concealment there. They were high up, granted, and distant from the main pool area, but if anyone were to cast their eyes this way, he would certainly be highly exposed. And especially now, as he felt Julia’s hands pull his shorts down, lifting out his hardness, pulling on it slowly but firmly. The arousal brought red dots to his eyes as the pulse pounded, and he grew harder still.

Roland scanned the area below, starting from the heads of the receptionist and her prey down below, and outward, towards the far end of the pool. The other end was lined with a terrace outside the breakfast area, and now, the staff were bringing out tables there too. Among the first to sit down there was a lady in a light summer dress. Not long after, a waiter approached her with a tray, a juice, it seemed, and a cup of coffee. Roland’s eyes pinched shut as he rolled his hips to Julia’s strokes, cherishing for a moment, before opening them again. And there, to his surprise, he saw how things evolved over there on the far side. The waiter had set the tray down at the lady’s table and stood next to her chair. Roland watched wide eyed as her hands rose to lift his apron up, unbutton his trousers and pull them down. The lady then took firm hold of what emerged from underneath, and the waiter leant back, pushing his hips forward as she stroked down on his shaft, before leaning in, and sliding it in between her lips.

This resort was extraordinary, to put it mildly. There were people around over there, too, and they did not seem surprised. The lady went at it greedily, swallowing him to the root before starting to bob up and down on him. “Do you see that?”, Roland exclaimed hoarsely, “that lady over there is having breakfast! – Where are we, Julia? What kind of place have we landed in?”

 

[Gamina]

Julia smiled as she hugged her husbands back while stroking him. It was clear he was enjoying himself and that made her happy. Getting into the rythme, letting Roland dictate it with his own hip motion she started to feel her own libido react to this naughtyness.

“Do you see that?”

The voice of her husband broke the spell she was under and as she slowed the pacing of the stroking she looked over his shoulder to see what he had spotted, wondering what had caught his eyes. “that lady over there is having breakfast! – Where are we, Julia? What kind of place have we landed in?” For a second Julia thought the breakfast buffet was outragious, but quickly she saw what he was reffering too.

"Oh... my..... God..."

She said, jaw dropping op. Letting go of Roland's cock, she quickly ran towards their room and pulled their tablet out of their luggage. Then quickly connecting to the wifi she went to the resorts website. As Roland walked in the room he found his wife, blood draining out of her face pointing at the screen.

["The Rose Resort" World's biggest Orgie Resort]

 

[MrKnox2]

Holding his shorts to his hip, member still standing erect like a hammer, he approached here from the side, angled his head to read. “The worlds larges… What?” he said. He looked around the room, the bed in the center, all the cushions, futons, low couches and sofas. He couldn’t but let out a laugh. “That all makes sense now.”.

The first rays of the sun penetrated the horizon now, and a red morning light suddenly bathed them through the large windows. But the splash of sunrise wasn’t the only warmth Roland was feeling. Small tingles ran up his spine, comfortably numbing his mind. They shot out other ways too, including his crotch. He was throbbing. He had probably never been harder in his life.

He turned to his wife, took the tablet from her hand, and tossed it onto some pillows by their side. Then his hand rose, to her tummy, and he gently but insistently pushed her backward, until the back of her feet touched the foot of a large, velvet draped futon, and she stumble-sat down onto it. His hand slid up her frame, along and over the curve of one of her breasts, to her shoulder, from where he continued the motion, laid her down on her back on the soft, big pillow.

Holding firmly around his shaft, pulling back on it to the root, swollen head glistering, he then loomed in over her, pushed her knees apart with his own, while his other hand slid under her dress, rolling it upward. Fingers found the top of her string panties. He pulled them down, feeling her moist and heat with a finger, teasingly lapping at her low lips. He bent over her, kneeled in between her knees, and poised his bulging erection at her. Then, just as he was about to push forward to enter her, there was a knock on the door.

He froze, looked towards the hallway and the door, then down at Julia’s face beneath him. “That was a knock.”, he said, like it wasn’t obvious. “I don’t know what to expect from that.”, he said. Trailing. Then, “Do we… Do we get that – you think?”

 

[Gamina]

“That all makes sense now.”

"You think?" She said half confused, half amused. She thought about asking if he booked this on purpose, but then she remembered that she had been there when he had booked it, and she hadn't caught it either. But before she could say anything Roland had the tablet out of her hands and pushed her down on the bed. As he took hold of himself, she bit her bottom lip and let him take the lead as she loved it when he got assertive like that. Feeling the hot tip of his cock at the entrance of her moist labia, she wrapped her legs around him trying to coax him into going in.

*Knock Knock*

“That was a knock.”, She rolled her eyes playfully at her husband's obvious comentary

“I don’t know what to expect from that.”,“Do we… Do we get that – you think?”

Julia again rolled her eyes at him and pushed him gently off her. Straighting her dress she walked towards the door, turning around as he had the knob in hand to make sure Roland had, the time to get out of sight, or at least covered. Then she opend the door and stopped half way through her greeting as her eyes landed on the resort https://thumbs.dreamstime.com/z/hot-beautiful-black-guy-bulging-muscles-posing-against-backdrop-urban-landscape-man-fitness-model-body-background-99462835.jpg"]Employee

"Hello there" He said in a deep, confident voice as he hands her a briefcase. "In the briefcase you will find all the information you need about the resort. Since we are now on popular sites like Trivago, we needed to facilitate things for new members." He then gave her one of these top to toe look and gave her a little smile. "Hope to see you around." He said as he waived and walked to the next room and knocked.

Turning around slightly flushed Julia walked back to her husband and handed him the briefcase.

 

[MrKnox2]

Focused on pressing his huge erection into his shorts and zipping up, Roland only heard parts of what the man outside said. Something about Trivago? They hadn’t booked through Trivago, he thought, completely misunderstanding the situation. That was all quickly forgotten, though, as Julia returned, handing him a small, exclusive briefcase. He looked at it. Dark leather, no logo, golden buttons to flip hinges open, it didn’t seem to be any locks, code, nor key. He tried the buttons, and sure enough, the case clicked open, allowing him to lift the lid, which he did.

Right on top where a handful of envelopes. They were all labelled ‘Invitation’, in golden letters, then they all had different names. The first one was ‘The Hunt’, second ‘Masquerade’, then there were ‘See the Doctor’, and ‘Ultimate Spa’. Roland stopped at that one. There were many more still, but he put them down and opened the ‘Ultimate Spa’ envelope. On the fine, white paper, it simply read: ‘Our Ultimate Spa is a 25/7 convenience. Use the app to set up your group or individual encounter’.

App? He though, and slid the paper back in the envelope, focused back on the case. Right under where two bracelets, some sort of filament, almost translucent. There was something printed on them. One had a female sign, and beside it read ‘Gazelle’, on the other a male sign, alongside ‘Lion’. “I guess you’re the gazelle and I’m the Lion,” he turned to Julia, with a puzzled smile, “you’re better at these things than I, maybe. Can you make any sense of those?” He handed the bracelets to her, before looking in the case again. There was a brochure, and a booklet called ‘Safety’, a map, and all the way in the bottom, a piece of paper with a network name, password and an app download code.

Roland picked the tablet up and sat down with the note in his hand. He entered the network name manually, as it did not show up on the Wi-Fi menu, and inserted the password. He was welcomed to the ‘Adventures of the Rose Resort’, as it said, and was prompted to enter the download key from the note. He did, and soon, a new app booted up on their tablet. “It looks like it’s a map”, he said, scrolling it with his fingers, “of the hotel, and I think those are guests, I can click on them, I think”. He did, on one, “Oh!” He exclaimed, “Well, this is a list of what… She, I think… ‘Dove’, she is called… Wants…” he trailed, reading, “And, she wants a whole lot… Wow, that’s pretty descriptive!”. He scrolled down a long list, then back on up again, clicking another one. “This is a guy, colour shows it. ‘Dingo’, maybe not so fortunate name as ‘Dove’” he grinned. “His list is much shorter and to the point. It just says ‘Anal’. Wow - Primitive! I wonder if it works.”

Under the map were two buttons: ‘Gazelle’ and ‘Lion’. “One button for each of us,” he said, clicking his own. It brought up a profile menu, he clicked the first few on the physical tab, that he was bearded, of muscular build, tall. Feeling as he was, throbbing under his shorts, he dared pulling the slider on ‘penis size’ up to a 9 of 10. Then he saw the extent of the profile. There must be thousands of choices, the majority related to detailed sexual preferences. It made him remember that he was hungry, and he quickly dismissed the profile menu. Now he was somewhere else again. A default profile picture of himself, above a sign saying ‘Invisible’, above a button to ‘Go Live!’, and all the way at the bottom a button labelled ‘Requests’. “It seems we’re not on the map, at least. We probably must select that here. Now let’s see…”. Roland clicked the ‘Requests’ button, which popped up a long menu. “Wow! Lot’s of interesting things to request here!”. Roland clicked on ‘Blow Job’, a bit for fun, but he also decided that he wanted one, so why not. A notification popped up on the screen: ‘You must Go Live! to transmit your request, Go Live! Now? – OK – Cancel’.

Roland thought for a second, the decided. They were here, and this was what they had signed up for, no way was he going to stop himself from knowing how this all worked. He clicked ‘OK’ and was returned to the map. Under it, it now said ‘Live!’ and under that ‘Request pending’. He turned to Julia, grinning. “I just ordered a blow job,” he said, rolled his hips towards him, holding the tablet down by his side, “any takers in the room, do you think?”.

Then, just as he said that a notification rang on the table. “Hold it,” he said looking at it, reading the message on the screen. “Honey,” he said to Julia, “it seems you have competition”, he paused, then, “It seems ‘Bunny’ over in… 317… is also available for a blow job.” He looked around, out the windows where they had stood. “I think that must be on our floor, but on the other side, over there somewhere, if I get this map right.” He pointed out the windows. Then the tablet rang again, and he looked at it, gasped, and tuned the screen to Julia. “’Bunny’ just sent an image”, he said.

And it was this one

 

[Gamina]

“I guess you’re the gazelle and I’m the Lion,”

Julia took the bracelets, still shocked about the whole affair.

“you’re better at these things than I, maybe. Can you make any sense of those?”

“Sure thing, hun” She said not surprised that he completely ignored the Safety map, so instead she took it and started reading. The first part was about how the resort was working on being a safe and inclusive space, with a whole chapter on consent and trigger warnings. As Roland started to talk about whatever he was doing on the tablet she just made some affirmative sounds

“I just ordered a blow job. …. any takers in the room, do you think?”

Looking up at that she shook her head. “Didn’t read the directions, did you?” She said knowing the answer already as he had never read a manual ever, before starting to tinker with something.

“it seems you have competition” “It seems ‘Bunny’ over in… 317… is also available for a blow job.”

Shocked again at just how fast this was all going, she couldn’t think of anything smart to say.

“I think that must be on our floor, but on the other side, over there somewhere, if I get this map right.”

Giving her husband a sideway look at how he is trying to sherloc holmes this

’Bunny’ just sent an image”



As he turned the screen to her, Julia felt a wave of jealousy rush over her, she was pretty sure that Roland was joking but the thought of another woman touching him didn’t set well with her at all. But then she saw several more ‘available’ notifications and she couldn’t help but to laugh.

“Yeah that is why, they advise you to fill out your profile before going live. Not that I would block you from getting a BJ from ‘Bull’ or ‘Stallion’”

Shaking her head, she took his profile off line and went to the profile section of the app. Seeing how many questions there where, she knew why he had skipped it, but clicking on the simplified version, who also controlled the bracelets.

“So the bracelets are meant to make it easier for people to spot who is available for what. While not as extensive as the online profiles it makes it easier to spot like-minded people. While we fill it it, the bracelet will show colour combination that will broadcast our likes, dislikes and such to others, making starting conversations easier and more effective.”

She said patting the seat next to her so they could get fill it in together. Opening the couples tap she read the questions.

‘Straight, LGBT’ she tapped Straight “But if you want a BJ from Bull, you can add that to your personal profile”

‘Experiencing things solo or as a team?’ Thinking about Bunny she quickly hit team.

‘Not interested, interested, actively looking to share” While she was leaning towards not interested, she tentatively tapped on interested. “Not looking too, but don’t want to come across as prudish people?” She said in more of a questioning form. While they had never been boring when it came to their sexlife, this topic had never come up in conversation before.

 

[MrKnox2]

There it was, that dynamic between them that was so rewarding, always hade been. Him, spontaneity incarnate, always digging into everything with haphazard enthusiasm, her, always interested, but more thorough, taking time to understand, then guide them right, to make the most of it, together. In social settings, he made her dare more, while he caught so much of value that he would otherwise never have noticed. And when it came to technical stuff like fuse boxes and the like, Roland was pretty sure he would have electrocuted or drowned himself by now, if it hadn’t been for Julia’s cautious advice. He really loved his wife, now as always, they made a great team.

He only grunted as she teased him with ‘Bull’ and ‘Stallion’, shaking his head as he cringed at the thought. She had taken charge of the tablet now, explaining about the bracelets as she started to run structured through the profile process. Like for him, she seemed to agree that the main profile just had too many settings, and went for the simplified version, and while talking, found an option for couples and opened it. That’s the one I should have picked, Roland thought. But then again, it had been so tempting to just hit Blow Job and see what happened. He knew that now, valuable information too, he thought.

She was looking at the profile steps, and he was looking at her. She read the first option out, and selected Straight, then made another comment about ‘Bull’. “Ha-ha”, Roland mock-laughed, “you have one on me for life there, I accept that.” He smiled, “But always remember; ‘Lion’ slays ‘Bull’ any day.”, he said in a low voice, feeling a bit childish. She had patted the seat next to her, and now he sat down, angling his head to read the screen with her. She rapidly selected team. Roland smiled, team, it had just been on his mind that they were a good team, he could never even imagine leaving this room without her, he thought. But with her? – That was probably another matter.

His mind went to the picture ‘Bunny’ had sent him. It had been straight forward, she seemed vulgar, something that was not on top of Roland’s attraction list, yet, given the circumstances, it certainly aroused him now. He’d never dream of going behind his wife’s back, but what about with her, all in the open, as a team? Roland had never thought about that, but now, his mind conjured images of Bunny kneeling before him lifting him out from his shorts and taking him in between her full lips. Him there, enjoying it, the Lion, with the Gazelle by his side. Would he hold his wife? To comfort her? Comfort himself, maybe? Would he kiss her? Caress her? Touch her? Would she let him? A brand-new situation was forming in his mind, it was raw and full of unknowns, and as it had become this surprising morning, suddenly very tempting.

She lingered at the level of interest settings, after tapping interested, she spoke, with a level of uncertainty in her voice, “Not looking too, but don’t want to come across as prudish people?”. He felt a tingle in his stomach, they’d never spoken about this, and frankly he was unsure what he thought. Suddenly he realized that there were many straight Bulls and Stallions out there, too, and that his wife was very attractive. But then he felt resolve, “I don’t know if there are Bulls or Bunnies out there for us, my love,” he said, looking at her with a serious face, “but if there are, it will always have to be at the unanimous acceptance of the team, those are our ground rules.”

He leant in and clicked Ok for her. The tablet processed a couple of seconds, and then, like magic (or maybe Bluetooth), the bracelets lit up in a dim shine in three lines. The first was silvery, meaning straight, according to the tablet legend, gold would mean LGBT. The second was light blue, as in team, solo would be purple, the legend said. The final line was yellow, like a traffic light logic; green for actively looking, red for no interest. It looked nice, he thought. He smiled at her, “One thing I’ll at least admit,” he said, “is that I’m curious to see who these people are, now that we’re here, and like you said, let’s not come across as prudes, right?”

Now, his tummy murmured audibly. He rubbed it. “Listen, sweetheart,” he started, “we have to eat.”, he looked at her, “Want to go down and see what they serve up for breakfast around here?”. He paused, then continued, “Question is, do we bring the bracelets?”

 

[Gamina]

“I don’t know if there are Bulls or Bunnies out there for us, my love,” She smiled at him thinking the same, that there was nobody out there that could come in between them “but if there are, it will always have to be at the unanimous acceptance of the team, those are our ground rules.” She nodded at this because at first glance it made sense, but as he leant in and pressed Ok the double meaning of the way he said it dawned on her. She was going to object to it, but then the bracelets came to life and it distracted her momentarily.

“One thing I’ll at least admit,” he said, “is that I’m curious to see who these people are, now that we’re here, and like you said, let’s not come across as prudes, right?”

“Right.” She said as she did an extra pass over the settings to make sure they had not messed it up. As Roland told he wanted to go for breakfast and wondered if they needed their bracelets with them, she again gave him a little eyeroll. “Yes because, one if you do not wear one, people will assume you are fair game for anything. “She said as she had read that veterans of the resort that wanted to experience everything under the sun, went without bracelets. “And two, I turned off consent to be on any picture or video. Since you can only produce media through the app, they automatically anonymize anyone who do not wishes to land on a shady pornsite before the holiday is done. The advantage is that you can still choose to keep all pictures that were taken of you. “

She said astonished at how far technology had gone. She then took her handbag and followed her husband to the breakfast area, not sure if she was going to be able to eat anything as she felt as if there was a knot in her stomach.

 

[MrKnox2]

Roland passed by the bathroom while she found her purse. Not surprisingly it spotted a bathtub for, like, five, cushioned along the wall by waterproof vinyl cushions. He straightened out his shirt and looked in the mirror, sprayed some cold water in his face. His eyes were clear, his teeth were white, and his hair stood satisfactory, it was good enough, he thought. Then he returned to her, she was ready and waiting by the door, which he opened, gestured her outside, and followed her down the corridor, gentlemanly, half a step behind and to her side, also a bit like a body guard. Roland noticed that Julia was a bit tense, and he could relate to that. Alongside a certain arousal, he also nurtured a call of protection. He would be watching over her like a hawk in here, or maybe a lion, that was. He would see where it would lead them, but she would certainly never come to harm, physically nor mentally.

The corridor was as deserted as it had been on their arrival, and the sound of morning love making was muffled. He thought about her explanation of the videos and photos, how the bracelets worked, what it allowed them. He smiled, he would never have figured it out, and she had in minutes. Looking at her, “I don’t really need a mind of my own as long as I’m next to yours,” he said, raised a hand and stoked her lower back lovingly, “I’m very lucky to be with you, and I love you.”.

Down in the lobby it was an entirely other matter. There were lots of people, staff and guests alike, most of the staff in very revealing and accessible uniforms and outfits, like seemed to be the style of the place, but the guests were more like ordinary, except for a group of women that he saw outside that were practically in their underwear, but when compared to what they had seen over the last hour, it was no eye raiser. So far, he didn’t see anyone without bracelets, it was good that they wore theirs, so as to not get themselves into anything dubious. As far as he could see, the majority were set to red, not interested, there were a few interested, yellow, like their own, and only a small scatter of green and open ones. That was probably dynamic, Roland thought, a time and place thing, availability was only a click away, and this was breakfast time after all, like himself, most people were probably hungry now, and not yet ready to see what adventures the day would bring.

As for the other categorization, the distribution between straight and LGBT was as expected, he thought, the majority among the former, but with a sizeable group of the latter in between. Roland wondered how many patrons would change those settings throughout a day. Depending on mood and situation, he imagined that they were quite a few, actually. There were also certainly more solos than teams, which made him and Julia a bit special, he thought. He did see teams and team members, but he had to look around for them.

They sat down by a table in the inner section of the hall, where the rays of the sun didn’t reach them through the large archways opening to the poolside, on the opposite side of their own room. He could see their terrace, and now he felt certain that they had been seen up there, not that it mattered, theirs was seemingly a pretty ordinary, even benign, view in a resort like this. He brought plates and food from the buffet for the both of them, some croissants, a lot of fruit, juices, and passing by, he asked a waitress for coffee and tea, which was promptly presented to their table. He mused at the realization that it would probably only have been to ask, and he could have had that waitress. Like all the staff, her bracelet was set to green and available.

Sinking his teeth into some food, finally, Roland soon felt invigorated. He scanned the room, people watching. He noticed a man sitting alone, looking at Julia. She was fine, Roland knew that well, and it was very usual for him to see men lustfully craving his wife. He did not feel threatened by it. If he had, he knew, it could not have worked for him to be with such an extraordinarily attractive woman. “There’s a man here that has eyes for you,” Roland said. “Well, there are many men here with eyes for you, but this particular one…” He continued, “I mean, we’re still fantasising, right? He is like someone you could daydream about, I think, if I get you right.” He smiled. “Strange, isn’t it, to be in a place where the fantasy is up for grabs, don’t you think?” he said after a while, “It kind of increases the whole emotional range, that it can be, for real.”

He was considering asking her if she wanted the man, for real, when a voice interrupted, “excuse me?” A couple stood by their table, the man spoke, “Samantha and Paul here, long time patrons”, they nodded courteously. They pointed to the two chairs vacant by Julia and Roland’s table, “do you mind if we sit for a chat?”

 

[Gamina]

“There’s a man here that has eyes for you,” Roland said. She followed his gaze and was not displeased with what she saw.


“Well, there are many men here with eyes for you, but this particular one…” He continued, “I mean, we’re still fantasising, right? He is like someone you could daydream about, I think, if I get you right.” He smiled. “Strange, isn’t it, to be in a place where the fantasy is up for grabs, don’t you think?” he said after a while, “It kind of increases the whole emotional range, that it can be, for real.” As Roland spoke, she couldn't help but admire the man's fysique, he was clearly fit, and while she liked her hairy man, the fact that this guys abs seemed to be smooth, made her wonder how it would feel to have her fingers run over them, or even her tongue.

“excuse me?” Julia startled out of her daydreaming blushed and turned her attention to the couple.


“Samantha and Paul here, long time patrons ,do you mind if we sit for a chat?”

Quickly recovering from her embarrasment, she smiled and gave her the little wave that was internationally understood as be my guest. Automaticly her eyes went to their wrists and noticed that the woman was not wearing a bracelet and the man's bracelet only had one colour. Namely Silver.

"Hello I am Julia, and this is my husband Roland" She said smiling at them.

"Glad to meet you two. I see that you managed to limit the damage of this cub?" Samatha said looking at Roland. As Julia looked at her not understanding the comment she smiled knowingly. "We saw mister 'Lion' here pop up and off on the app. Figured you two were new to the resort and he jumped the gun a little?"

She said as Julia laughingly turned to her husband giving him a 'busted'look.

Paul also laughed and then said. "Don't worry about it, its a pretty standard rookie mistake. So how did you two find the Rose Resort?" He asked taking a sip off his coffee

 

[MrKnox2]

Roland looked at Julia, who did not speak, so he turned to Paul, starting, “Well, it was by accident, really. This wasn’t the place we had been looking at. But we got… Distracted… And it sorts of just happened this way.” His gaze went from Paul to Samantha, and back again, “Not that we’re not content with how it all turned out,” he looked over to Julia to see if he could catch her thoughts on that, then back, “it’s been a couple of eventful hours already!”

“And now you don’t know exactly what to make of the offerings and opportunities, expectedly,” Paul laughed, Roland shaking his head in agreeance, but before he could respond to that, Samantha started to speak. “It’s not so far from our own story,” she said, laying her hand on Pauls arm, “Not that we booked by accident, it was no accident, but we arrived unprepared, not knowing what we’d do. Luckily, we did what we did. We were in a dull place going no where physically and mentally. The Rose changed all that.”

Roland just nodded, there was a brief silence before he broke it, “Your bracelet is only silver…” he said, to Paul. “Yes,” came the response, “it’s a trick in the app, I’m sure you digital kids will find out in a heartbeat. For an old timer like me, though, it took forever to understand.”. Roland looked at Samantha, “and you don’t wear yours?”. “No,” she said, “I roam free in these surroundings, after the bracelets became digital. They were better in the good old days,” she sighed and looked into the air, “but then again, it was so much simpler, those days. No need to worry, if someone were to slander anyone, they would have to print a picture in a fanzine and distribute it worldwide. My god, what we got away with back then!”.

Roland nodded, again, “I can imagine,” he said, then looking at her, “But isn’t it a risk?”. Samantha shrugged, “To me, it is, but I am no liability, anyone with a bracelet is safe from me. But I am free.” She responded.

Before that conversation could develop further, Paul broke in again, “Yeah, it’s like ours, maybe,” referring to what Samantha had said earlier. “But this is your own story, too,” he continued, looking sternly at Julia and Roland. “I don’t know what’s right for you kids, but for us, it was to indulge, and we never looked back. It wouldn’t have been the two of us today if we didn’t dare that step.” Samantha smiled by his side, caressed his arm, “Quite right, that’s wisdom right there. And, kids, if you have any questions, feel free!” She smiled.

 

[Gamina]

Listening to the couple talk the gravity of it all started to dawn on Julia. While she understood that if the relationship had turned dull, that you needed to do something to jumpstart it. But theirs was a good one, sure they had their ups and downs, but in general she was more than content in their relationship. Was it worth messing with their dynamics just to try things out? While she pondered that she noticed Samantha had locked eyes with her, and gave her a knowing smile.

"You know Julia, the trick of this resort is to safely explore what works for you." She said looking at the man that was sitting a bit further up. "Maybe it will be experiencing new people. ... Maybe it will just finding out you have an exhibitionist streak. "

Julia looked over at Ronald for a second to see what he was thinking about this all.

"Exactly"Paul chimed in "For example I love to see how Sam here can exhaust other men like no other. " He said with a loving glance at his wife. She leaning in for a sideway hug as he places an arm around her. "But then I also love to show off." He said with a wink at the two of them. As he did, Samantha unzipped him and reached into his pants before taking out quite a sizeable cock. Samantha then looked up again and with a half smile says "I hope you do not mind." It wasn't really a question as she slowly started to stroke Paul as he kept on talking.

 

[MrKnox2]

It was probably a good description of their relationship that Roland was thinking along the same lines as Julia, and moreover, that he knew what she was thinking, or at least, thought he knew. They often, almost always, know what the other needed, was consumed with, and it was a great foundation for a relationship that would last for a lifetime. But lately it had become a bit dull and grey, not that he had any complaints, but maybe they had forgotten to channel some of that spiritual connection towards joy? It had become practical, the word team came to his mind again, was it something with that? They made themselves comfortable, made their lives convenient, but most days there was no space for lust, desire, fantasy and adventure. Was this what had happened to Samantha and Paul? And had this place truly been their revelation? And if it had been, had the Rose Resort consumed them? After all, from how they spoke, it seemed like they practically lived here, and Roland wondered if that was right.

Those were the thoughts that flew through his mind, while he dug into a croissant, feeling at once less famished. A sip from the coffee, and he was already alright. He listened as Samantha spoke to Julia and followed their gazes to the man. He wasn’t sure if he saw interest in Julia’s eyes or if it was fascination with the whole situation, but he still certainly did not feel threatened. That was a realization for him, the newness of it all taken to account, now he knew how he reacted to this in real life. It was then, for the first time, that Roland realised that he would go through with it, he would let that man, or some other man, or men, have his wife, and he would gladly watch, or have her too, his fantasy didn’t penetrate that far yet, but it certainly affected him, his erection was growing again, pulsating hard, there had been quite the interruptions this morning.

Paul was talking, Roland was too caught up in his mind to catch all the words, but when Samantha unzipped him, and lifted out his shaft, he certainly came back to attention. He muffled a small gasp, telling himself that this was to be expected, given what they had seen so far, but he had become quickly accustomed to the normality of the restaurant and lobby areas. He only nodded, and made a gesture to go for it, grinning. Feeling the need to look elsewhere, he scanned the breakfast area. Now he saw that others were moving along the same lines too. Maybe, once people was fed, the place returned to normal, whatever that may be.

Roland noticed how the man was still eying Julia, and why not? Her bracelet revealed her to be both hetero and interested. Feeling his cock grow harder under his shorts from all the strange prospects of the Rose, he leant close to Julia and whispered in her ear, “I don’t know what will happen now, and I’d like to hear your honest opinion, what you want. Right now, I’m pretty open, as our bracelets suggest. However, by the time the sun sets tonight, I’m sure about one thing that will have happened, and that is me having you, alone, the two of us together, in bed, deal?”

 

[Gamina]

Julia blushed as Samantha unzipped Paul and started to stroke the older man. They made it look so natural that she hardly could look away. While Samantha gave her a little smile before bending over and taking her husband in her mouth, Paul gave her a calm but confident smile, as his hand moved to his wife’s back and started to undo her of her dress. She was startled as Roland whispered in her ear. “I don’t know what will happen now, and I’d like to hear your honest opinion, what you want. Right now, I’m pretty open, as our bracelets suggest. However, by the time the sun sets tonight, I’m sure about one thing that will have happened, and that is me having you, alone, the two of us together, in bed, deal?”

“Deal” Was all she was able to say her mind tossing around as a dingy during a storm. Her hand fell down to her husband’s lap and as her hand found him fully erect in his shorts, she automatically, without a single thought, started to stroke him over his shorts. For what seemed an eternity, but could as easily be just seconds, Samantha got up, turned her back to her husband and then bended over the table, placing her elbows on the table, beckoned Julia closer as Paul stepped up behind her. For a moment she hesitated, but partly because she could feel Roland’s excitement, part because of her own curiosity, she leaned into towards the woman, who softly took her hand.

“May I tell you a secret?” The woman asked her, nodding Julia leaned in even closer, now bending over the table almost like Samantha did. The older woman then tenderly pushed a strand of hair out of Julia’s face, just as her husband entered her, and the look on the woman’s face was an open book at how much she enjoyed that sensation, then pulling her in close she whispered in her ear. “Men think they have all the fun here, but believe me, they know nothing” She said adding a soft moan as she released the younger woman’s head to reach for her hands again.

Paul smiled at them always loving seeing how his wife could talk anyone into dropping their guard, then focusing on Julia after winking to Roland he said. “Don’t feel rushed to do anything right away. Dip your toes in the water and see what feels right.” He said, with that Julia arched her back a little as she looked over her shoulder, looking her husband in the eyes for a second, punctuation her invitation to him with a little wiggle of her but. She thought to herself that it might have been a good thing, she had forgotten to put her panties back on. After a last smile, she turned her head again, looking Samantha right in the eyes again.

 

[MrKnox2]

When Julia’s hand had landed on his crotch, red dots had appeared before his eyes. Roland had heard the stories of guys passing out from all the blood drawn from the brain to the cock during an uncanny erection. He’d always thought those stories myths and urban legends. He still hoped they were, because right now would have been an embarrassing moment to be fainting. Luckily, he didn’t, his erection was bulging and throbbing, still growing as she started to stroke up and down on him, he could not believe his girth after this morning.

All but partially oblivious to Samantha and Paul, Roland’s attention was fixed on his wife as she first leant over the table, listening to something that was whispered to her. He looked at her curves, her longs neck and slender arm, reaching down and stroking him, he slowly started to meet her motions, pressing his cock harder into her palm. Then, as on command, Julia arched her back and wiggled her butt to him, looked at him seductively, before facing away again, towards Samantha, who was now gasping in rhythm with Pauls slow but deep thrusts.

Roland looked around. Some people had taken notice of their table, looked, but most didn’t seem to notice too much. All the faces he met were smiling and friendly, as he had come to understand they would. Not were they alone either. Towards the far isle, he saw a woman under a table, sucking a man. Through the window, he saw two women, kissing, hands under each other’s dresses, cuddling with their tits. By the counter, a waiter lifted a woman up on a barstool, and knelt between her legs, getting ready to provide her service. Then he looked back, let out a small sigh, eyes back on Julia, her arched back, the curve of her breast, her tight butt, angled playfully towards him. He had to have it.

One of his hands slid to his shorts, found the sipper, and pulled it skilfully down, without disturbing her access or strokes. He then led her hand inside his shorts, encouraging her fingers to grasp firmly around his shaft, now more like a sledgehammer than anything else. His other hand found her hip. He let the back of his hand slide down her curve, outer thigh, then turn over, palm down, slip in over her knee and up along the softness of her inner thigh, up, under her dress. His hand cupped up between her legs, “Oh! No panties!” he whispered, grinning, as he let a finger tingle teasingly at her slit. “You are my wife,” he whispered, leaning in by her ear, “And within five minutes, I will be deep inside you. It’s up to you if that is here or elsewhere. But if elsewhere, we’d better hurry, because I’m timing this.”

 

[Gamina]

Julia shiver as Roland cupped her pussy, that was now well beyond her normal wetness. As he played teasingly with her labia, she moaned a little, bitting her bottom lip. Samantha smiled at them as Roland leaned in on her. “You are my wife,” he whispered, leaning in by her ear, “And within five minutes, I will be deep inside you. It’s up to you if that is here or elsewhere. But if elsewhere, we’d better hurry, because I’m timing this.” Making up her mind right here, she turned to her husband.

"I can not wait 5 minutes!" She said excitedly. Samantha laughed, and then pulled her in close for a kiss. While Paul looked Roland over and said. "You might want to get at it then, or someone else will. " He said looking around at several men who were already circling as vultures.

 

[MrKnox2]

His wife’s juices flooded his palm as he cupped up and play with her, incredible, he thought, she was as extraordinarily excited as he was, she was as running wet as he was throbbing hard. “I can not wait 5 minutes!” She said in a high pitch, a long constant exhale. He heard Samantha laughing, and then he saw her pull Julia in over the table, giving her a deep kiss. From across the table, Paul warned his that if he did not make a move himself, someone else would, and that made Roland look around. Paul was right, their table was attracting attention now, and while some eyes were on Paul and Samantha fucking, most were on Julia, at least most of the men’s, and quite a few of the women too.

As it seemed to be more the norm than the exception around this place, Roland didn’t think much of it when his mind started spinning again. He saw many men, alone and in clusters, with partners and without, bracelets like the rainbow, they were all circling her, Julia could have anything she might ever want right now, it somehow excited him, a lot, that he did not know exactly what that was. For a split second, he thought to give her options, but then he looked at her, Samantha pinning her to the table, hands grasped firmly over Julia’s lower arms, pressing the down while she whimpered and bobbed back and forth in tune with Paul’s increasingly firm thrusts. Then he felt his own erection, like, really focused on it. It had been interrupted and teased since they had arrived, in fact it had started with the receptionist, and then it was the escalation since then. “You’re right,” He whispered hoarsely, getting to his feet, leaning in over Julia, “5 minutes is unbearable.” Roland unzipped his shorts, while he took a steady grip on Julia’s hips, lifting her behind up and off the chair. From across the table came a unison “Yess…” from both Paul and Samantha, “it’s the right way to start, avoids all misunderstanding”, added Samantha, before she pressed herself on Julia, kissing her again, tongue parting her lips this time.

Roland lifted out his cock, thick with veins pulsing hard skin deep. Then he rolled up Julia’s dress, revealing her naked behind. His hand slid in between her thighs and cupped over her again, rose her, arching her back since Samantha pulled her down the other way. He lay his bulging, swollen head on her crack and moaned, “This has never been better,” then pressed an inch inside, holding “it’s me first. Mine.” He said. “It’s mandatory.”, another inch penetrated, holding, “And then, if you want more, we’ll talk”

 

[Gamina]

Julia's body was trembling in excitement as Paul stood up and gripped her by the hip. She quickly made sure she was into a receiving position. As Samantha kissed her, Julia didn't hesitate and reciprocated, opening her mouth to welcome her tongue inside of her, pushing back on it with her own. She could feel every thurst of Paul into his wife as they shared a kiss, and it blew Julia's mind just how intimate and arousing that was.

Roland pushed his cock into her for an inch and a frustrated moan escaped her lips, her husband was teasing her, torturing her even by making it slow. Breaking the kiss with Samantha, Julia gripped the table as good as she could and then in one swift movement pushed back into her husband, empaling herself on his shaft. As her bum pushed into his hip, she let out an animalistic moan, slowly grinding there for a second, she moved back forward, taking Samantha's head between her hands and pulling her back into a passionate kiss.

The feeling of her husband inside of her, was strange as he felt bigger then usual, that with the extra stimulation of delicate hands on her breast, pinching, caressing, was overloading her thoughts, but instead of panicing and stopping this before it got out of hand, she just let the waves of lust crash over her.

 

[MrKnox2]

Roland’s body shivered from top to toe as Julia pushed back on him hard. His fingers dug into her buttocks as he poised himself, followed her forward as she tried to escape him, before pounding into her, hard. Even as running wet she was, it still required effort to press all the way to the bottom in her, his girth was astronomical, and he winched as he felt how her muscles flexed around him.

Bending over her like a lion, one hand sliding over her hip, up, to her lower back, pressing her down, while arching her behind up and towards him with his other hand, firmly around her waist, low on her tummy, one strong finger fondly jiggling her clit. She opened to him, and he moaned as he started to ram into her, with all his force, removing any doubt that she was his own.

He watched, hazy eyed, as Julia pulled Samantha close, kissed the woman deeply and passionately, while she herself was being fucked from the other end, Paul’s stance not unlike Roland’s. Samantha’s hands found their way into Julia’s loose dress, to her breasts, and Roland cherished the sight of her fondling them.

Roland had no idea if what passed were minutes of seconds, he was like in a trance, but then, out of the tunnel vision, he saw Paul retract, pull back away from Samantha, who smiled broadly and crookedly, “Now, it’s more for me,” she panted, “and with this, I’m not going to suggest any more moves what you two are concerned. I think you understand, now, and how it transpires… That’s a matter to sort out among yourselves, now or later. When it comes down to it, it’s probably about confronting when trust and confidence ends… If it ever does.”

And just as she had uttered those words, another man, a big man, moved in behind her and dropped his pants. Then, he slid deep into Samantha, Paul watching with a broad grin.

 

[Gamina]

Julia barely registered what was happening around her as a strong orgasm was building in her loins. More powerfull than any she had experienced before, her pussy grasping at her husband's cock everytime he pulled backwards. When Samantha stopped kissing her she whimpered slightly, not able to focus on her words. She purred as her lips returned to her, and it's only then she noticed the switch in partner as the rythme changed into something a lot more animalistic.

For several minutes this went on and the man growled into Samantha's ear, who smiled and gave Julia a knowing smile. "Hold my hair? " She said before turning around, raising an eyebrow Julia simply went with it and gathered the older woman's hair back as the big man stradled her chest and started to pump his meat between her breast. Looking over her shoulder, Julia couldn't believe how sexy it was to see this man just doing what he wanted to this stranger, and then just as the man started to unload on Sam's face, an orgasmic wave crashed over Julia, her legs trembling and she cried out in ectasy!

 

[MrKnox2]

Even before Samantha turned around to take the stranger between her sizeable round tits, Roland felt the pulse of Julia’s pussy around his hardness, pushing back at him, he knew her well, and knew it would lead her to a rapid but ravishing orgasm. And when Samantha rolled over, allowing the man to climb the table and stride over her, Julia’s pushes grew fierce against Roland’s waist, he held her hard in his strong hands to steady her like a mare, while she got premium seats for the show, the mans erection pumping in between Samantha’s heaving breasts.

And then he unloaded into her face, and as on cue, Julia’s pussy contracted hard on Roland’s cock, sucking him in, and he followed with a deep, long thrust, held her down hard, rotating his hips to pump the last drop of delight from his wife. She cried out loudly, shivering, in waves. Samantha was laughing, and Roland held her until she was done, then, slowly, pulled out of her, his cock glistering with her juices, still rock hard, like a log from his waist, bobbing up and down.

He looked at Julia, whispering to her, “Now, who do we imagine is going to bring this beast to a finish?”