0 comments/ 34212 views/ 2 favorites Royal Treatment By: latinstud The dice were hot, and Lady Luck was staying by our side. Both of us were riding high as we cashed in the unbelievable amount of our winnings. Torrie had become obviously aroused as we were playing, starting with squeezing my ass when I bent to retrieve dice, or chips. Her hands fondled my dick and balls while depositing chips in my pants pockets. After leaving the cashier counter, we quickly gazed at the wad of 100s in my hands, she planted her lips on to mine, plunging her tongue as far as she could into my mouth. I lecherously returned her affection by wrestling back, and allowing my bill-filled hands to cup her ass for all the casino to see. We didn't care, we were rich! "I need to fuck you right now," she whispered in my ear. Knowing I had her right in the palm of my hand I refuted: "The hotel just gave us prime seats to their girlie show. I want to milk this as much as we can." If we hadn't had such a good romp session when we woke earlier today, I would have not had such resolve, and besides I know how wet she gets when I make her wait. She whimpered in obedience, and gave me a quick swat to my ass. The show wasn't for another hour, so we found a semi-deserted, dark corner in a bar and had a couple of drinks. Torrie took this time to try and entice me to our room and foregoing the show. First she started with her hips by sitting in my lap, grinding her heated core into my crotch. "Oh, I'm getting so wet Lover. Wouldn't you like to taste me?" she cooingly teasted. I played her game and pushed my hands under her dress. The high-cut side allowed for very easy access to her silky, lace-covered ass. I reached in to graze her folds and indeed they were moist. I wiggled my fingers back and forth across her labia a few times making her whimper, but holding back any serious touching. Growing frustrated with my control, she brought her hands to my zipper and caressed me to semi-hardness. It felt good, but again, I was the stronger, not allowing her to unzip me. Showtime arrived and I won. Because of our prowess at the crap table we had choice seats: a private high-backed booth, on its own level, complete with table cloth and flowers. I ordered some oysters on the half-shell, and the best bottle of champagne they had. With a sizable tip, I told the waiter to not be seen again. Toasting our fortune we each finished two glasses before the show started. Making out like teenagers, groping and feeling every area of our bodies, we almost became oblivious to our surroundings. As soon as the lights went down, our inhibitions were lost and our lust was fueled. I immediately hiked Torrie's dress past her hips, letting my fingers find her wet panties. Softly rubbing her pussy through the material, she emitted a loud moan in approval. The sound of the show hid any noises coming from our table. Torrie in the mean time had worked my belt loose, lowered my zipper, and was jerking me hard through my silk bikinis, causing me to moan. "Someone's leaking," she said teasingly in a little girl voice, "What happened to my big strong-willed stud?" I shut her up by placing two pussy-juice dampened fingers to her lips. She went to lick them but I pulled them to my mouth before she could get to them. Her eyes sparkled at this site, and she spreaded her legs as far as the table booth allowed. Our mouths connected once again, I moved my hand back to her pussy and moved her drenched panties to one side . Tracing my finger tips along the edges of her inner lips, she pushed her hips into my hand signaling she wanted more. I plunged two fingers in with no resistance from her pussy. I heard squishy noises as I rapidly humped her with my hand. Torrie broke our lip lock to become verbal. "Uuuhh, uuhhh, that's it baby, make me cum! Make me cum right here!. Rub my clit, rub my clit." But I was in control, and did not take her to that next level, because she was leaving me neglected in her elevated state. "If you want release you better wrap your hands around my pole again." I commanded. "Yes, yes, anything you say, just finish me!" she exclaimed, while plunging her hand into my bikini to squeeze my throbbing dick. I raised my hips so she could ease my underwear down past my balls. My cock was now free to stand straight up, and be subjected to the dry jerking she was administering. I groaned with pleasure as her squeeze expelled a few droplets of pre-cum. Joining our lips and tongues locked together again, I returned my hand to her slippery folds. Torrie's hips were thrusting as I plunged two fingers into her. The palm of my hand rested on her hard little button as I spread my fingers while inside her. "OOH, I'm gonna cum. Harder on my button. Harder!" Twisting my fingers while gliding them in her velvet tunnel, I replaced my palm with my second hand's fingers on her clit. "That's it, fuck me baby, fuck me!" Her body tensed, then spasmed. "UUHH, UUHH, OOOOOO," escaped her mouth before she bit my lip. Losing her faculties in her orgasm, she had a death-grip on my dick, pushing down, angled to the floor. Her pussy twitched around my fingers as I continued to plunge them in and out. I stopped rubbing her clit, only pressing along the sides of her labia, causing pleasurable pressure in the spreading of her folds. Grunting she threw her head back against the booth, allowing me to peek down at her convulsing sex, pulsing clit, and leaking tunnel. I hungrily licked the fingers that were in her, relishing her tangy bitterness. "You are so hot." I whispered. "And you need finishing," she added. With that she focused back on my member. I relaxed my body as she glided her hand from the base to the tip a few times in a slow deliberate motion. She brought her second hand into play by thrusting them under my body to tickle my ass. This was all I needed to start the launch code. "Get a napkin, I'm going to explode," I told her. "I've got a better idea," she said, reaching for her half-empty flute. She again angled my dick down and increased her strokes to a blistering pace. Aiming my hole into the glass, she intended to capture my load. "Yeah, baby, here I cum, here I cum!" as I shot my load into the remnants of her last drink of champagne. She stroked me for all I was worth, making sure to milk the last drops into the flute. She held me until I became semi-soft, then placed the flute on the table. As I fixed my pants, she said "Top me off," with a devilish smile while waving the flute. I reached for the bottle and filled the glass. Both of us watched the bubbles dance around my congealed spunk floating in the champagne. "I like my drinks stirred," as she dropped her hand down to her pussy and came up with two coated fingers. Smearing her juices along the rim, she then used them to stir her sexual elixir. With a glint in her eye she began to drink. "What a bad girl you are." "Moi," was her sing-songy reply, and handed me the last swig of "cock"tail. I took the flute, never losing eye contact with her, and traced my tongue around the rim, cleaning off her delectable juices Then without hesitation, and much to her delirious surprise, I downed the last of the drink. She squealed with delight and threw her arms around me to begin sharing the lingering liquids in our mouths. After the show ended I knew I was going to need a little recovery time before we resumed back in our room. So we headed to a tango bar to test our dancing. The next couple of hours was exhilarating, spent kissing, holding, and spinning each other. We couldn't keep our hands still and let them do whatever they wanted on each other's bodies. The whole time the innuendoes were flying, and Torrie was satisfying all the voyeurs in the room with her fast spins, and high leg wraps around me. I'm sure more then a few people caught glimpses of her silky-red, wet-spotted panties. Soon we looked in each other's eyes and without words knew where we had to go. Eventhough an older couple got in the elevator with us, that didn't deter us from lip-locking like teenagers in a backseat. Oblivious to them, I pinned her in a corner, squeezing her breasts forcefully. She in turn had one leg raised and wrapped around my hips, dry-humping my leg. A bell sounded for their floor, and they exited silently. Our floor came up, and we exited still connected at the lips. Once in the corridor, Torrie broke from me, and gave a quick look down the hallway. With no one in sight, she peeked at me and unzipped her dress. It fell to the floor, she stepped out and ran to our room, I stood there enjoying the spectacle. That familiar twinge hit my crotch as I picked up the dress and chased after. I too stripped as much as I could while going down the hall, becoming topless when I reached her at our door. She began on my pants as I fished the key out the pocket. They plopped down to my ankles as I put the key in the door. Stumbling into our room, I fell to the floor while trying to remove my shoes too quickly. Torrie had by this time removed her soaked panties and stuffed them into my mouth. She ran to the bed and jumped on top, lying on her back. Leaving the panties in my mouth, I finally got my bikinis, shoes and socks off and approached her. She positioned herself so her head was barely hanging off the bed. Straddling her head I pushed my hard trunk down to her mouth. Her soft lips engulfed its head, and a tongue tip ran circles around its circumference. Removing her delicious panties from my mouth, I lightly dragged them across her breasts. "Suck me you Vegas Slut," I commanded, "Bad girls need their meat." She pulled me out, and with broad puppy-licks focused her attention on my dick's throbbing vein. Holding my dick in such a way to have her thumb caress that v-notch at my tip, her tongue forcefully applied pressure along my shaft. I watched her as her head nodded up and down, tongue flattened out, rubbing, milking. In one motion she pulled my dick back in her mouth, engulfing it. "Mmm," she mewed never losing pressure on her treat. My legs instinctively squatted up and down, fucking her perfect mouth. I glided my hands roughly across her breasts, down her flat tummy, past her pussy, to the back of her knees. I pulled her legs up and together, raising her ass off the bed, and gave her a good swat with my right hand. "OOOO, I've been very bad, what are you going to do about it," she teased as she popped me out of her mouth with her hands. I brought my hand across her ass again. "Keep my cock in your mouth Vegas Slut, or I'll force your tongue in my ass!" I bellowed. "Fuck you," she defied, so I pulled her up the bed and sat on her face, rubbing my crack on her nose. I felt her tongue slither out and rim my sphincter. Her smooth tongue caused a convulsion thru my sac, giving me a mini-orgasm, as I contracted my PC to stop my spray. "Oh yeah, Vegas Slut, fuck me with that tongue! Taste my man sweat." With that she inflicted quick flicks across its sensitive bud. She then grab my hips and forced me down onto her pointed tongue. Feeling it tickle my insides, I knew I couldn't take much more, so I plunged my face to her dripping pussy. My cock back in her mouth, we milked each other's glans. Animalistic noises filled our room as we each shared a common goal. Digging her nails in my ass cheeks, her head stopped moving and her suction felt like it increased ten-fold, as I had clamped my lips around her erect clit. Amazingly she began to cum. Never releasing my dick, she began grunting and thrusting her hips. Muffled "MMMMMMMs" was my response to my flicking tongue on her clit. I flicked faster and faster, until I felt my balls tighten. I straightened my legs above her, causing my cock to escape her mouth, despite her arms trying to keep me down. In the second I left her lips, my cock started spurting its juice. I stayed locked on her pussy, not looking where my jizz was landing, allowing her hands to control its aim. Torrie began jerking me for more. "Yes cum on me! Shoot your cum all over me you stud bull. Give it too me!" Four, then five, and then a sixth spurt of my load jetted out of me, coating her breasts and tummy. I released her pussy with an audible gasp. Torrie had to press on her outer labia to sooth her contractions, as I watched her vulva pulse. It teased me to lick some more, but I knew she was much too sensitive to be touched for the moment. I sat up on a knee beside her, stroking my still twitching dick. Little dribbles were being expelled and landing on her shoulder. I saw that my load had covered her from chin to belly button, splattering her cleavage, and running across her throat. I repositioned myself and slowly entered her hot pussy while I was still hard. Once fully entered, we remained still enjoy the feeling of filling. We kissed tenderly, sharing our collective juices. Holding eachother until we fell asleep, my cock becoming soft enough to fall out of her. Royal Treatment Ch. 2 We awake still buzzing on cloud nine, floating in our incredible high. Our bed is littered with hundreds as we fucked ourselves silly on top of a fraction of our winnings. I find my wife's eyes and we could not hold back the giddy giggling, relishing in our good fortune. We own Vegas right now and today will be lived as such! I caress the hair off her exquisite face and gently kiss her. My kiss is returned with a gentle caress of my face. I roll Torrie on top of me, enjoying her soft breasts melding into my pecs. Deep French kissing ensues, as our giddiness becomes lustful passion once more. The taste of me is still in her mouth, as I'm sure she can taste herself in mine. We both feel my dick growing rapidly as it begins to nuzzle its favorite coupling place. Torrie immediately grabs it, helping it to its full erect state. I drift my hand down to her pussy, finding a hot and wet box for my fingers. I smear the wetness around her whole vulva, pulling on her lips, and brushing across her clit. With each gentle brush, she bites on to my lower lip. I have never seen her this hot. She moves around to suck on my dick. I keep my hand pressure on her sex as she sits on her knees, tongue licking my shaft with deft precision. After ten years of marriage, she knows every inch of my dick, and each of its hot spots. She's on a mission as she focuses her technique: pulling my pee hole open she swirls her tongue around its edge while maintaining suction on the glans head. She knows this will make me cum in no time flat. "Slow down baby." I ask "Uh-uh," she replied, shaking her head, continuing this glorious torture. Fine, I thought, and I inserted two fingers into her puss. Thumbing her clit with my other hand, I immediately had her moving her hips. "That's what I needed, she said, and plunged herself on my wood with one stroke. "I want it fast and furious, I've got money to spend, and pampering to be had!" The words were barely out of her mouth, when her hips began thrusting. In a little pain, I just laid still enjoying the sexual frenzy my wife was in. Clawing at my chest, she was mashing and grinding her clit into my pubic bone. I grabbed her ass, and forcefully pulled its cheeks apart, matching her hold on my chest. "UUHHHH, UUUHHH," garbled out of her mouth as she threw her head back. Her chest heaving, I sat up to take a nipple in my mouth. While clamping down with my teeth and pulling on that little milk-nub, I reached under to insert a finger into her ass. "OOOHHH" shuddered out of her, as I felt her backdoor squeeze my finger. Her hands were now tangled in my hair, pulling me tighter into her breast. "Oh, that's it baby, fuck my holes, make me cum! OOOOOO! UUHHHHH! That's it, right there!" she screamed as I rotated my finger, spreading her wide. "OH! OH! OH YEAH! OOOOO!" She forcefully lifted my chin so our lips could lock in the midst of her orgasm. But turn about was fair play, as I broke off our kiss to move behind her. I placed her at the edge of the bed on her knees, forcing her down to her shoulders so her delectable ass was high in the air. Standing on the floor, I quickly impaled her with my love sword. Steadying myself with my hands on her slender waist, I began to pump her hard. My grunting was over shadowed by the sound of my thighs slapping hers. "Oh Torrie, Uh Torrie! Grab my balls, milk 'em baby! Rake 'em with your nails!" Her hand was working its magic before I could finish my request. "I'm gonna shoot on your ass sweetie. Do you want some of that?" "Yes, rain on me!" A couple of droplets of sweat fell on to her soft skin before I was there, giving me two targets. "Uh,UH," I pulled out just in time as my first spurt splashed in her crack, just above her bum. Using this first jism squirt as lube, I fell on top of her, sliding my dick along her crack, sweet friction along her supple ass skin, erupting more juice onto the small of her back. Stacey responded by moving her hips in unison with mine. She guided my hand and began to spread my love shots across her ass, intertwining our fingers in my thick juice. As she rolled over I shot one more time. Guiding our covered hands to her mouth, she licked a couple of fingers to coat her tongue, before I bent down to kiss and share our bounty. "MMM, Good Morning." "Yes it is, but I'm a girl on a mission!" She replied as she pushed me off and rushed to the bathroom. There was shopping to be done! We spent like crazy, not worrying about prices: a matching diamond necklace and earring set, a watch, a slinky cocktail dress, a tailor-made Italian suit, shoes, lingerie, luggage, wines and cigars. This was living. We broke for lunch and decided it was time to hit the spa. The royal treatment continued with his 'n her facials, body wraps, pedicures, manicures and massages. We sat at the private and secluded spa pool to enjoy a light afternoon snack of fruit, drinking in the delicious warmth of the sun. After a while I jumped in the pool, floating, and drifting into another state of mind. Having closed my eyes I never noticed a handsome couple, about ten years our junior, had sat next to my wife. She and they were talking, but I paid no attention and went back to my relaxation, floating in the cool water. I was brought back to reality when the young man swam up to me. "Hi, I just want to thank you for the winnings last night," he said as he extended his hand. "We were at the craps table with you, placing our bets exactly like you were, but at a substantial lesser amount. Still, we took in a pretty good haul" "That was some string of luck wasn't it," I replied. "We're continuing the indulgences here in the spa." "So are we. My name is Steel, Candy is my wife" "Please to meet you Steel, Lex. And I take it you found out my wife's name is Torrie." He had an athletic build like me: strong arms, a good-sized chest, and a slim waist with no hair on his exposed skin. I do not consider myself gay, but I do appreciate a well-put together male physique. We exited the pool to join the girls. Rising up from the pool's edge I noticed we both caused our women to stop talking and stare at us as we walked towards them. Basking in the worship, I found myself strutting like a model on a runway, showing off my physique in my spa-issued Speedo. Steel had the same suit as I, but we contrasted beautifully. He with his light features on a 6 foot 190 pound frame, me on the darker side with a 5-9, 180 frame. Both girls seemed to be speechless as we reached them. Simultaneously we bent down to kiss our respective wives from their stupor. I felt a twinge in my dick, exhilarating in my sexual power over my wife. And at the sight of her and Candy lying side-by-side in their skimpy bikinis. Candy obviously liked to flaunt herself as much as Torrie does. Both are about the same 5 foot 5 height, and both had delicious curvy figures, with Torrie being a bit larger in both the hips and chest. We sat poolside for a little over an hour chatting and enjoying each other's company. We agreed to meet at another casino's award-winning restaurant in an hour and a half, and left for our respective rooms. Being courted by the casino, they had upgraded us to a suite near the top of the hotel. Floor-to-ceiling windows, chandeliers, whirlpool bath, you name it, the room had it; it was stunning. Torrie and I took in the suite, basking in its comforts while putting on our shopping spree clothing. She looked incredible. The tight velvet of her strapless-dress framed her breast. And it seemed I could almost see the lace of her g-string, the dress was so short. Torrie returned my glare with a howl when she saw me in my perfectly cut suit: wide on my broad shoulders tapered to my 32-inch waist, with the pants a little snug on my ass. Since Torrie has no need for make-up, I didn't hesitate to kiss her hard, and try to get a quickie before we left. But this time she was the stronger and pushed me away so we would be on time in meeting our new friends. Steel and Candy were waiting for us in the restaurant's bar, and they both had their eyes glued to us as we approached them. I had never felt so confident, my sexually empowerment was through the roof! Emboldened I greeted Candy with a big hug and told here she looked ravishing in her very red, very tight and elegant mermaid-style dress. She almost blushed and gave me an unexpected kiss! "Hey you two, get a room!" Torrie yelled out jokingly. I became light-headed, and quickly grabbed my wife's hand, not knowing how to react to this development. Steel grabbed Torrie's other hand, said something in French, and kissed it. She giggled, and asked him to get her a drink. The food was incredible, the drinks intoxicating, and the conversation became quite sensual. We became very comfortable with each other, exchange innuendoes constantly. "I love how you have your legs shaved, Steel" Torrie complimented. "I couldn't help but notice your definition earlier at the pool. Do you shave else where?" She grinned mischievously. Steel in turn was infatuated with Torrie's ass. He kept on saying how it reminded him of Jennifer Lopez's. At one point Torrie winked at me, excused herself to the restroom, and sashayed her hips while walking away to give him want he wanted. I watched him ogle her jiggle, almost allowing drool to escape his parted lips. He wanted her bad. Candy quickly caught up to join her. There was an odd quiet moment when it was just the two of us. Being men we were probably thinking the same thing, scoring with each other's wives, but we did not know how to proceed. The signals were obvious but for myself I felt like a bumbling virgin. Needing a little more "strength" I downed the last of my Cosmopolitan, and asked Steel how comfortable he was with our level of conversation. He said he was ready for anything, but he was following his wife's lead. I agreed and said we should let the women take this as far as it should go, but that we should push the issue with more verbal flirting. Upon returning I asked Candy as she sat down, what was the color of her thong. Steel laughed and said she did have some red ones on when they left their room! Both she and Torrie bursted out laughing as my mind caught up with what just took place in the restroom. My mind was racing: Torrie and I had always fantasized about a threesome, let alone a foursome, but I thought it was only talk. I looked at my wife and recognized the lustful look in her eyes as she was staring at Steel and Candy. I was ready to run back to our room when we left the restaurant, but the girls heard music and lead us to a disco. Even though the music was loud, I had to talk to Torrie. But she was intent on bumping and grinding me as much as possible, ignoring my pleas and questions. Every time I'd get my mouth near her ear she would turn around, and thrust her ass into my crotch and dance away. Or she would give me a devilish look, teasing me with no mercy, pushing me away. I finally admitted to myself she was in control and to enjoy the ride. I grabbed her by the hips and returned her dirty dancing gyrations. I drifted my hands down her ass and felt that she too had removed her panties. Sensing my discovery she raised one eyebrow as if to say what did you expect. Then she told me her secret: "When Candy and I were in the bathroom, we shared a stall. We admitted to each other how you guys were making us so horny. She peed first, and as she stood to pull her thong up I stopped her. I told her 'let's not wear them anymore', and knelt down to take them off. I was face-to-pussy and my lust got the best of me and I licked her! She fell against the wall, pushed my head against her mound and came right there. We kissed, and she licked her juices off my mouth and reached to pull my thong off. She got them partly down, as she couldn't keep her fingers out of my wet box. She then returned the favor and I came with a couple of her flicks across my nub." She then danced away with a look of what-are-you-going-to-do-about-it on her face. That old familiar swelling-twinge jolted through my dick. Just when I was ready to chase her and screw right there I felt a tap on my shoulder, "Cutting in," Candy commanded. Steel grabbed Torrie, and Candy spun me around with her. We instantly intertwined our legs and started humping our thighs. I was overcome with lust as I stared into this beauty's eyes. She too had a heart filled with wantonness as her body movements displayed a public sexual feast . The DJ switched moods after a couple of songs and played a slow song. Candy threw her arms around my neck and almost collapsed onto my body. My hands enveloped her waist, pulling her hips against mine, wanting her to fill my semi-hard dick. She ran one of her hands through the hair on the back of my head. She placed her head against my chest as we swayed together. I took two deep breaths trying to smell my wife on her lips. I then slowly spun us around to see what Torrie and Steel were doing and saw they too were in a similar position, except they were face-to-face talking. I could not here what was being said, but Torrie had a huge smile on her face as she stared into his eyes. "I want you so bad. My panties are drenched. You have set a fire in me for some reason." Candy whispered in my ear. "I know you want me too. Tell me what you'll do to me." My hands slipped a little lower on her hips, allowing my fingers to ever so slowly rest slightly upon her ass. "My lips would lead the way along these muscular shoulders," I said while boldly kissing the exact exposed flesh of my words. "OOOOO," she gasped as a spark seemed to flash through her and her hips ground harder into mine and her hand pulled my hair. "I'd continue down, feather kissing across your breasts, feeling your rapid heartbeat, tickling your flesh with my tongue. My hands will only allow the pads of my fingers to graze along your skin. I would see the little hairs of your body stand straight. Ever so slowly my mouth would glide down your flat tummy, until it could fellatio your belly button, circling it, flicking its outer edges. Grasping under your thighs, I'd lift your knees up, raising your hips high. With the tip of my tongue I'd slalom through your forest of pussy hair, clasping some between my lips and tugging lightly. My mouth would stop on that part of your body where your gorgeous leg meets your hip, just outside of your pussy to suck, and lick. I would longingly stare at your folds, watching them moisten, anticipating my worship. My tongue would continue its journey across one of your ass cheeks, over to the other one, and back up to your clit. I circle it, but not touch it, slowly dragging my tongue on your puss, coating it with your sweet offering, down across your core entry, to your back button. I will circle, plunge and nip on your ass, before dragging a flat, and broad tongue all the way back to your clit over your puss." Candy's knees buckled, "Oh sweetie, when is this going to happen? I can't take anymore of this teasing. I need your tongue and cock in me." She brought one of her hands down to my crotch and rubbed the bulge. I was hard, and my silk thong was keeping my dick pointing down. She brought her mouth to mine, and snaked her tongue in to dance. I don't know how long the kiss lasted, and I totally forgot about where, who, and what I was doing, when I felt a third hand on my back. "Its time to go," my wife's voice told me. Shocked into reality I didn't know if I had over stepped my bounds, surprisingly my wife kissed me and growled, "Your Vegas slut needs some servicing bad." We rushed to the entrance, hopped in a cab, and told the driver to get us back to our hotel, fast! On our arrival I threw a wad of bills at him, as we literally ran for the doors. Rushing to the elevator, we poured in when the doors opened. Torrie grabbed me, plunging her tongue in my mouth, caressing my still hard dick. I eased her dress' zipper down a bit. Enough to slide a hand to hold her breast, and pinch its nipple "I just get your first, alright?" she said looking into my eyes for approval, and reassurance. "I am at your command, my beautiful." The bell sounded, and the doors opened when I realized I never pushed a button. "No let's go to our room," I said, and we started up again. Candy and Steel never heard the bell or me, as they were lost in each other. Steel had her dress hiked above her hips, and was heavily pawing at her pussy. Candy wasn't lying when she said her panties were drenched. Pulled down to her thighs, both Torrie and I gazed at the wetness displayed. It looked like she had peed her pants! "Oh fuck me Steel. I'm almost there," she grunted as he had a couple of fingers plunging in and out of her. But before she could cum, the doors opened to our floor. I had to pull them outside, as they were not going to allow a little disturbance such as walking, interrupt their throes. Steel picked his wife up, wrapping her legs around himself, and carried her to our suite's doors. I hurriedly opened them, and lead them in. Not caring about us, they found the couch, and fell upon it. Torrie and I stripped each other, as Steel had moved down to suck on Candy's puss. On a chair facing them, Torrie sat on my lap, impaling herself on my dick. Man was she wet and tight. And my trunk was bigger and harder then it's ever been. She began bouncing on me fast, all the way up and down. Candy was cumming: her hands had exposed her breasts over her dress and were digging their nails into the globules flesh, Steel had her legs straight up, his hands pushing against the back of her thighs, his face completely buried in her sex. He was grinding his still clothed erection into the couch. "Yes, yes, baby, suck on mommy's pussy, make me cum in your mouth, lick, lick, lick it, make me cum, uuu-UHHHH, uh-huh, UH-HUH, UUUUHHHH!" Her body shook violently, spasms quivered across her belly and her legs kicked. "Oh that's fucking hot!" Torrie shouted. I felt her hand rubbing her clit hard and fast. "That's sooo fucking hot. I'm gonna cum. OOHHH! OOOHHHH!" I came with her, filling her puss with my hot juice, "UUUHHH, UUHH, you little slut, take it, you like watching other people fuck!" I grabbed her hips and slapped my hips into hers as hard as I could. "Fuck me baby, give me that big dick!" My orgasm shot from my lower back through my balls, and unleashed what felt like a gallon of jizz in about five seconds. Torrie fell back on to me, turning her head to kiss me. Her hand collected some of our juices and brought them to our mouths. We sucked on her fingers, our spunk having an incredibly different, sweet taste. "Lick my sugar-coated pole Sweetie. I'm still harder than ever." She rose up off my dick, bending over using her hands on my knees for leverage, my trunk was shiny; coated with a thick layer of cum. Her pussy was literally dripping with juice and I had to eat her. Before she could turn around to lick me, I pulled her on top of me down to the floor in a 69, and buried my face into her gushing pussy. I then felt a second tongue on my dick, and saw Steel's pole closing in fast on my wife's pussy. In my uncontrollable state of lust I moved my head slightly to allow Steel to penetrate Torrie. Unbelievably I found myself extending my tongue to lick his pole as it entered Torrie's steaming puss. "UUHH," Steel uttered when he was fully in, and began to fuck her. I sucked her clit into my mouth, feeling his smooth dick glide across my cheek, causing that lucious pussy liquor to coat my face. The mouth that was sucking on my cock head released me, and the other mouth released my balls, moving up to take my cock head, then I heard Torrie yell: "Yes it feels so good, uh, it feels sooo good! I'm cumming again, I'm cumming again!" I held my tongue flat and broad on her clit, allowing their natural grinding to cause the desirable friction. "OOOO, OOOO, UUHHH!" Torrie's pussy lips were quivering against my lips. I watched as Steel's balls disappeared, and knew he was going to lose it. Since Torrie was talking, Candy was sucking me hard, burying her nose into my small hair patch. I do not know whose hand was caressing my balls, or whose fingers were tickling my ass, I just knew my whole groin area was burning hot. "Oh Mommy, I'm fucking her good!" Steel shouted, still pounding Torrie hard. Royal Treatment Ch. 2 Candy popped her mouth off my dick and commanded: "Fill'er up again! I want that pussy to be overflowing. Make cum come out of her ears!" She returned to giving me one of the hardest blowjobs I've ever had. "UH, OH YEAH, OH YEAH!" He instantly stopped on a deep plunge, my nose jutting against his root base. I felt his load rush by to deposit deep into Torrie. "Give me you shit Steel, mix that shit with Lex's. Splash my cervix you big stud! OH I'm cumming again! YES! YES!" She sat up slightly thrusting her clit against my chin. His cock, halfway inside her, was on my lips; my tongue began to clean her's, mine and his juices off of it. Torrie lay down again, placing one of my balls into her mouth, and reached a hand down onto her sex, pushing against her convulsing vulva. Steel's dick slowly slid out, I opened my mouth allowing it to fall onto my tongue. We made eye contact as he pushed it down further. I had never sucked a cock before, and it was incredible. Torrie rolled off me and saw what I was doing. "Hey, don't hog that schlong all for yourself!" She turned around, pulled it out of my mouth to clean off what I had missed. I reached up, grabbed his hips and pulled him down so his sac was in my mouth. Candy took this opportunity to sit on my dick. And I thought Torrie was tight! Candy had to force herself down! "OOOHHHH! I've wanted this cock since last night! AH, yes, its sooo big, filling me up. Cum in me baby, Cum with me baby!" She laid down on me, rolled my head away from her husband's dick and matched her tongue thrusts into my mouth with her pussy thrusts onto my dick. I grabbed each ass cheek with my hands, and spread them wide. We broke our lip lock, and I moved my mouth to her neck, sucking, and licking along the veins popping out. Steel like myself remained hard after his blast. Torrie was still working his dick with her mouth. She moved her mouth to one side of his dick, and gave me a wink as she caught me looking at them. I winked back, and reached to touch her hand. We held hands while Candy was fucking me, and she was sucking Steel. "Fuck me Candy. Milk me good. You're a little slut just like Torrie aren't you? Both you and your husband are sluts. Picking up on strangers to fill you sexual needs!" "UH-HUH, UUUHH-HUH!" she uttered, never stopping her grinding. "Come on, cum for me, give me you cream-filling Candy!" "Yes, Yes, Right there, OOHHH! OOOHHHH! OOOHHH!" she shouted. I pinched her long-erect nipples hard, twisting, and rolling them, while my mouth locked in on her collarbone. "That's it Vegas stud, don't stop, don't you dare stop!" She was pulling the hair out of the back of my skull, but I didn't care cause the head of my dick was hitting something hard inside her velvet tunnel and causing my own climax to start. "I cumming high-roller! Fuck me good! UH-HUH, UH-HUH! AHHHURRGHHH" Her animalistic grunting was intoxicating, and exhilarating. "Here I cum little slut, UUHH here I cum!" I went rigid, and my toes curled as my dick seemed to explode inside of her. I had to grab her hips to stop her motion, I was so sensitive it hurt! Both of us spent for the moment, she fell to my chest, kissing my neck and juice stained face, catching our breath. I rolled my head to see Torrie. She was laying on her back, her head next to mine, in a 69 configuration. Steel's strong arm blocked my full view of my gorgeous wife's face, as he was bracing himself while he humped her. I touched his arm to move it, once clear Torrie and I began to kiss. Her breaths were short, and her head bobbed, but we kept our lips and tongues connected as Steel was plunging in and out. My semi-hard dick was still in Candy, as she brought her mouth to join ours. Three tongues danced around, sharing new tastes, and textures. Forgetting about the animalistic session going on, it was tender and touching until Candy broke from us, and pulled off me. "I want you to pull out when you cum Steel. I want to jerk you off so you cream her big tits, and flat tummy! Can you do that for Mommy? So I can clean up your mess." She had move herself next to him, both up on their knees. I moved around so I could kiss Torrie the right-side up. We frenched, and licked each other's faces, cleaning like two cats. We heard a slap, as Candy spanked Steel: "You ready to shoot, or do I have to jam a finger up your ass? Cum for Mommy, cum on this slut's body!" Another spanking was given. "Yeah baby, cum on me, give your wife her buffet. I want her to lick me clean. I want to feel her tongue across my body!" Torrie told him. This comment seemed to push him over the edge as he pulled out and Candy instantly wrapped her hand around his swollen meat. He responded with the first downstroke by spraying his first load, reaching Torrie's chin and neck. "Oh yeah, that's a good boy! You're making Mommy so happy!" Candy exclaimed with glee. "Oh yes, cover me stud, go for my mouth!" Torrie challenged him, opening wide. But Candy's hand blocked his next shot, as it dribbled through her fingers, dripping to Torrie's triangular patch. He shot a couple of more times, doing a fine job of covering Torrie's torso. Steel replaced Candy's hand with his own as she bent over to massage in his spunk on Torrie's belly, while licking some spoog off her breasts. Torrie scooped up the load that hit her chin and neck and shoved it in her mouth. She smiled at me, and pulled my face to hers with her cum covered hands on my cheeks. His spunk was salty, and different from his first load I tasted earlier. Steel had finished milking his dick, and was eating his mess up from Torrie's pubes. We all stopped at the same moment, realizing the incredible event that had just transpired and began to laugh. Torrie and I sat up, and began to kiss. "You little fag" she joked, "You little bull-dyke" I replied. "Wow! Thanks guys! We have never done anything like this before," I said to Steel and Candy, still petting and kissing each other. They looked at each other in amazement and said: "You're kidding. We thought you guys were pros, cause we have never done anything like this before." We laughed again, basking in our new found sexual experience.