10 comments/ 22664 views/ 1 favorites Fantasy Crossroads By: mindventure Author's note: I learned a thing or two from reactions to the second story I posted, so I thought I'd try to put a few minds at ease. My stories are purely works of fiction. That should be fairly obvious. The women are all drop-dead-gorgeous and multiply-orgasmic. The men have incredible stamina and impeccable timing; no premature ejaculators or wham-bam-thank-you-ma'am guys allowed. All story participants are well beyond the age of eighteen and everyone practices safe sex. I simply choose to spare the reader from the monotony of reading about it time and time again. As always, constructive comments, suggestions, and criticisms are appreciated. *** Looking back on it, that was the strangest Sunday morning breakfast table conversation of our lives, and it set into motion an extraordinary series of events. Haley and I were lingering over our coffee and reading the morning paper. Without preamble, she announced, "you know I've always wanted to watch you fuck another woman." Haley is a master of the non-sequitur so I didn't find her statement unusual. Also, I knew that to be one of her favorite fantasies. "I believe you've mentioned it from time to time. But it's not going to happen. I'm not interested in anyone but you." "I'm serious," she said, folding her part of the paper and setting it aside. "I think about it a lot. It has gone beyond pure fantasy now because, about a week ago, I found myself trying to figure out a way to make it happen. It took some effort but I was finally successful. I know how to do it and I want you to cooperate with me on this. I sat there dumbfounded. Haley was serious. On the other hand, there was no risk in listening to her story. As she had just pointed out, my cooperation would be required and I had no intention of getting involved. So, just for fun, I decided to hear her out. Folding my paper and setting it on the chair next to me, I looked across the table at her, grinned, and said, "Okay, let's hear it." Haley paused to collect her thoughts. Her fingers were entwined with each other and held tensely in her lap. I realized she was a little stressed out. Something about her story was making her anxious. Her breathing was a little irregular and her face was flushed. I chalked it up to nervousness about the gravity of her proposal and waited patiently for her to begin. "I said I figured out how to make it happen, and I did. But there's a little glitch." "A glitch," I replied with a smile. "Imagine that." Glitches are not unheard of in our household. "That's enough Max," she said with a fake glare. "Hear me out." "Okay. Sorry. I'm listening." "All right, here goes," she began. "My first thought was to find a prostitute, but I really didn't want to involve us in something illegal. Besides, a hooker would be too business-like. I want to watch you fuck a woman who wants to be fucked, not one who is getting paid to do it. My second thought was to comb through personal ads to find a woman who was looking for a three-way with a couple. But I figured that was really rolling the dice. Too risky. A lot of mischief originates with those personal ads. No telling what we might get involved in. So I was back to square one." "Finally, I stumbled onto a web site that specializes in linking consenting adults who have unfulfilled sexual needs. It's perfect. There is a lot of security, special rules to protect privacy and, best of all; everyone on that site wants to be there." I sat there with an elevated pulse. Haley's delivery was so intense that I realized she was not joking. I needed to figure out how to manage the situation but, once again realizing that nothing would happen without my willing participation, I encouraged her to finish her story. "So tell me more," I prompted. "I've examined the website very carefully," Haley continued, "and here's what I learned. You have to join the group, which costs $100 per person. You can join as an individual or as a couple. Payment is made by money order because they are pretty anonymous. Once you join, you are provided with a unique ID number. No one on the site uses their last name and each member, or couple, is required to have a dedicated e-mail account. All communication is done via these accounts." "The site requires each member or couple to fill out a questionnaire providing demographic info and outlining in detail what you are looking for sexually. You can specify more than one scenario if you wish. You also have to upload a photo. All the info and the photo are used to sort out people with similar appetites. The site then provides participants with a computer-generated list. The list includes first names, e-mail addresses, a picture, and profile info." "Three upscale downtown hotels partner with the group. If you decide to hook up with someone, you communicate your needs to the web site and they make reservations using your ID number. Registration is under that number when you check in and all transactions are in cash. Room requirements are relayed to the hotel by the web organization when they make your reservation." I was becoming a little bit intrigued by this point in Haley's recitation. I had never heard of anything like this before. "So how do potential participants iron out the details of this.....this....encounter, or whatever you call it," I asked. "Well, let's say we told the organization we wanted to have a threesome with a blonde female who is between 5' 5" and 5" 7" and weighs no more than 135 pounds. We want traditional sex. No bondage, fetishes, or sex toys. If there are any computer matches, the website provides us with a list. For the sake of illustration, let's say we sit down with our list and make a selection. Since it is a woman, I would send an e-mail stating our interest in her. She replies that she wants to participate. Then the negotiation begins -- all by e-mail. All the details are ironed out. If we decide to proceed, we tell the web organization what we need, select a hotel, and specify the date and time we want. They make the reservation and we get a confirmation message via e-mail. After that we just make it all happen. When we're done, we go our separate ways." "Well, you've obviously done your homework," I said. "But if this is something you really want to do, I'll have to give it a lot of thought before you sign us up. I'm not sure I can go along with anything like that." "Max, it's too late. I already sent in the money. I have our ID number as a couple and the on-line questionnaire for us to fill out. We have a dedicated e-mail account on Hotmail. You don't have to do this if you really have no interest. I'll understand and all we'll lose is the $200. If we pursue it, we can back out at any time if we decide we don't want to play." For the second time that morning I was completely taken aback. Haley was way out ahead of me on this. I needed a little time to adjust. "Let me think about it for a while," I said. "Okay," Haley said. But while you're thinking about it, you need to know about the glitch I mentioned." I had forgotten about the "glitch" and couldn't imagine what it might be. Everything she described seemed to be so well-organized, so structured. "Tell me about it," I said. Haley took a deep breath and announced, "There are virtually no individual female members in the group. Lots of couples, quite a few individual guys, but not very many women. Since we haven't filled out the questionnaire yet, I don't have details but the web site says there are more than two hundred couples, over twenty guys, but only seven women in our geographic area. I e-mailed the site to ask why and was told that lone women are very leery about signing up because of safety reasons. I can understand that. I know I'd be pretty reluctant to walk blindly into a situation that might be a setup, even with good hotel security. Women are too easy to overpower." "Well then, that probably wraps the whole idea up. I can't imagine you'll find the right woman with so few choices and I doubt there will be a lot of couples out there where the guy just wants to sit around and watch some other guy fuck his wife. Unless there is a couple out there exactly like us, meaning the women has your fantasy and the guy is as reluctant as I am, it's far more likely you'll find couples who are looking for wife-swapping, or something like that." "Maybe a four-way wouldn't be so bad. Haven't you ever wanted to watch me have sex with another guy?" Haley asked mischievously, catching me by surprise. We had never had this discussion before. Haley had always seemed fixated on watching me with another woman. I wasn't thrilled with the direction this conversation was headed. And I now understood the reason for her uneasiness. She knew from the beginning that this topic was going to come up and she was concerned about my reaction. "That might be a common male fantasy but I'll bet very few guys are actually willing to let it happen. I'm surprised you're bringing it up. Are you telling me that sex with another guy is something you really want to do?" "I'm not saying it's something I want to do but I might be willing to if that's what it takes to get what I want. "Besides," Haley said with a shy smile as she actually blushed, "it might be kind of exciting if I had your permission to do it and you were in the room watching me -- and watching over me." "And I'm supposed to just sit there and watch?" I asked, incredulous. "Maybe for a while, but you'd get to fuck the other woman while I watched you. Everyone would be fucking and watching each other. Why don't we just fill out the application and see what shows up? We don't have to do anything about it if we don't want to." I agreed with some reluctance and Haley went to get her laptop while I poured more coffee. Then we sat side by side while she gave me a tour of the web site. It was professionally done but shocking in its content. No punches were pulled. It clearly stated it was recruiting all consenting adults who wanted to indulge their most intimate fantasies with other consenting adults. Everyone was welcome. One-on-one encounters were encouraged as were three-ways, four-ways, and multiple-participant orgies. Virtually all fetishes were allowed. The operative word was 'consenting.' There were strict safety and security rules. Infractions were enforced by hotel security and the threat of banishment from membership if the rules were broken. The questionnaire was very detailed. Haley and I answered all the basic questions and then got to the heart of the matter -- what we were looking for sexually, what fantasies we were trying to bring to life. The form required that we be very specific so that suitable matches could be made by the organization's computer. Haley took the lead. "This is really my fantasy so I want the number one choice to be a solitary woman who fits my mental picture and is willing to fuck you while I watch." And that's exactly what she typed into the form under the heading "Primary Fantasy." She followed that entry with a description of the woman -- good looking, medium length blond hair, five foot to five foot four, slim but with an athletic build. Watching her make the entry, I felt a twinge of guilt as I found myself hoping the web site would find a match. My mental picture of fucking this mythical woman while Haley watched from just a few feet away was causing me to grow erect. "Now we'll put in a second choice," she announced. With this entry Haley asked for a couple who shared her original fantasy except for a little role reversal. In this scenario the man was only interested in watching his beautiful blonde wife have sex with another guy. I pictured Haley and her male counterpart sitting side by side on a hotel room sofa, almost completely unaware of each other's presence, focused intently on the performance unfolding in front of them. The appeal in this scenario was that the woman was likely to be highly aroused, knowing she was fucking a stranger in front of her husband with his encouragement. Under these conditions, I would probably have a very intense encounter and Haley would get all the fantasy stimulation she could hope for. The idea had some merit and my erection sustained itself. "Okay, let's send this in and see what comes back," I suggested. "Not so fast. We both know there's a third choice -- the four-way we just discussed. We're unlikely to get a response from a single female and, as you pointed out, the second scenario probably won't produce much activity either. Let's go ahead and submit the entry just to see who else is out there. It'll be exciting. Anyway, it's just a fishing expedition. We don't have to take any action at all if we don't want to." Curiosity was getting the better of me and I couldn't think of a strong argument against Haley's suggestion. I nodded my consent and she went to work. She used the same specifications for the woman but put no constraints on the man. She kept it simple, "looking for a couple interested in uncomplicated four-way sex. No fetishes. No bondage. No sex toys." Haley attached a photo of us that she had selected, hit the 'send' button, and our questionnaire was on its way. She closed her laptop and pointed at the erection I thought had gone unnoticed. "Why don't we go upstairs and put that to good use," she suggested. *** A long time later when we came back downstairs, completely satiated, I heard a 'ding' from Haley's laptop telling her she had mail. When Haley realized what it was, she asked me to join her at the table. Unbelievably, we had a response from the site already. "Are you really ready for this?" I asked. "All we're doing is looking. It's like window shopping on the internet. No one knows what we're doing. The website can't tell if we look at the material or not and we never have to act on anything we see if we don't want to." "Okay, let's see what the computers have coughed up." Haley tapped a few keys and a list appeared. At a glance I could see that we had a bunch of responses. As expected there were no individual females. All the responders were couples who presumably had an interest in "uncomplicated four-way sex." "This is sort of my show," Haley reminded me. "I am only interested in finding a suitable woman. If I don't see one in these profiles that meets my requirements, we're done, at least for now. If I find a woman that interests me, we look at the couple more closely. Agreed?" "Agreed. But what about the guy?" I asked, very interested in her answer. "I don't care about the guy as long as he's not some sort of troll. Let's just take a look." The guy in the equation was going to be of major interest to me, if not to Haley. I would mostly ignore the women and focus on the men, knowing that Haley would make a good choice without my input. I moved my chair so that I sat slightly behind Haley, looking over her shoulder at the screen. She quickly scanned through the pictures in the profiles, stopping now and then to delete a couple when the woman's picture did not immediately meet her standards. I concentrated on the men. One of them was so good looking, I hoped Haley would delete the pair, but they survived her scrutiny. I would step in later if I had to. I wasn't about to watch some movie star look-alike fuck my wife. My problem was simple; Haley is absolutely gorgeous. I can best be described as 'ordinary' so it was an ordinary guy I'd be seeking for Haley's partner if we actually went through with this craziness. Haley finished her initial scan and then went right back through the ten or so remaining candidates. To my immense satisfaction, Mr. Movie Star got the axe this time around. The woman looked pretty good to me, so I don't know if Haley ruled the couple out because she knew I would object to any guy who was that good looking, or if she spotted some fatal flaw in his wife. I didn't ask. Eventually, Haley pared the list down to three couples based purely on her reaction to the women in the profiles. All three men had silently passed my 'ordinary' test during earlier run-throughs. It was now time to study the candidates more closely. The profile for Couple Number One indicated that they were interested a four-way that would have us swapping back and forth throughout the encounter. Haley ruled them out. Not that she would object to me fucking her, it just didn't fit her fantasy. Couple Number Two seemed more aligned with our interests. Their write up placed more emphasis on the woman's needs but was not as explicit as Haley would have liked. "If these two end up the winners, we'll have to get more information," Haley announced. Couple Number Three wanted to have free-for-all sex on the floor of the hotel room. No bed. Scratch Number Three. That left Couple Number Two, Lacey and Scott. Lacey was certainly beautiful. Her husband was a clean-cut guy with a nice smile. He was pleasantly ordinary but I was still a long way away from letting him fuck my wife. Haley and I reviewed their profile more closely. Lacey appeared to be a dead match for Haley's specifications. Scott had dark hair and was about my height and weight. Their write-up stated that they were voyeuristic by nature and wanted to have sex with a couple having similar tendencies. Interested parties were to contact Lacey at the indicated e-mail address, which led us to believe that she, like Haley, was leading their search. "I think I should e-mail Lacey to see what they have in mind. None of us have any obligation to go further if we don't want to go through with this," announced Haley. "What do you think?" "I guess there's no harm in the two of you comparing notes. Go ahead. Let's see what she has to say." "Good. Now go find something to do while I compose a message to her." *** I went to work the following morning but was so distracted that I barely made it through the day. Finally, I was able to leave the office about six o'clock and head for home. Haley met me at the door with a drink. She was so excited I thought she might burst into flames. "I have so much to tell you. Come sit with me while I tell you everything that happened today. I am so thrilled!" Haley retrieved her drink and began her story. "Lacey answered my e-mail an hour or so after you left for work. It turns out she and Scott are nearly carbon copies of us. As we suspected, she's the one who's leading their effort. Best of all, her motivation is exactly the same as mine. She has always wanted to watch Scott fuck another woman. Her fantasy woman isn't as specific as what I sent in to the website. Her only requirement was a slim brunette no more than five foot eight. It turns out that her husband is as reluctant about all this as you are........but, she told me she noticed his interest perk up when he saw my photo. I was a little bit flattered." "Don't be silly. Any guy who sees you is going to perk up in more ways than one. And you know it too," I said with a smile. Haley waved me off and went on with her story. "We chatted by e-mail for a few minutes and then decided to meet for lunch. Today." "Today?" I asked, astonished. "Yes, today. No point in wasting time. We decided that things might not work out so well if you two guys were included. Since neither of you has made up his mind one way or the other, we figured your egos might get in the way and you'd end up having a belly bumping contest in the middle of lunch." I had to laugh. She was probably right. "So where did you go for lunch?" "We ended up at a place called 'Charlie's' but where we went isn't very important. Here's what's important; Lacey is an absolute knockout. I couldn't have designed a woman from scratch who fits my fantasy better. She's perfect in every way. If you go through with this, you are really in for a treat. Plus, she seemed to be quite pleased having me as a partner for Scott." Fantasy Crossroads I waited for her to continue her story. "We talked for nearly two hours and were very frank with each other. I told her the specifics of my fantasy including all the ways I would want you to fuck her. She shared the details of her fantasy with me and they are very similar. Scott will be doing basically the same things to me that I want you to do to Lacey. Oral sex plays a part in both our fantasies but we ruled it out; too intimate. We settled on foreplay to get used to each other a little and to get things heated up. After that, basic sex in the traditional positions; whatever feels right at the time -- missionary, rear entry, female superior, whatever. We'll tell you what we want you to do." "You two may have 'settled' on some things, be we are long way from going through with this. I'm having a little trouble wrapping my head around Scott, or any other guy, touching you," I said, getting concerned with the pace at which things were accelerating and a little shocked at the matter-of-fact way Haley was relaying the story. "I have a lot of thinking to do." "That's okay," she offered. "We have plenty of time. All Lacey and I are doing is getting preliminary negotiations out of the way so we have some idea of what to envision as we decide whether or not to go forward. We are all rookies at this." "Don't you think you're moving things along a little too fast?" I asked with a frown. "No I don't. We're just gathering information. Meeting her now avoided a lot of wasted time later. We are meeting again for lunch tomorrow to work out the details." "What details?" "Let me give you an example. Suppose we decide to go through with this and arrange for a room with one king sized bed and a couple of chairs, or maybe a love seat. Who goes first?" "I don't know, flip a coin?" I suggested. "Not that simple. The couple who goes first loses out. Think about it, suppose you and Lacey are up to bat first. While you're bouncing around on the bed, Scott and I are getting all hot and bothered on the loveseat watching you. You do your thing, have a wonderful time, lots of action and then you both come. Now, you and Lacey take over the loveseat while Scott leads me to the bed. You two are completely spent. What pleasure do you derive from watching us? Not much. It's like viewing a porno movie after you've had sex." "Okay, I see what you mean. You and Lacey plan all you want but remember, I haven't agreed to anything yet." "Not a problem. Apparently Scott feels exactly the same way. Lacey and I will meet and I'll tell you all about it tomorrow night. In the meantime, why don't you take me upstairs and fuck me? This thing is really getting me amped up." *** The next night was a duplicate of the previous evening. When I returned home from work, Haley met me at the door with a drink and led me by the hand into the family room. "Lacey and I figured everything out today. We'll get a room with two king-sized beds arranged close together. The sex will be simultaneous and we'll all have a nice view of whatever is going on in the bed next to us. The good news is that Scott is right handed." I'm right handed too, but I knew what she meant. I am a sexual southpaw. When I use my hands on Haley during foreplay, I hold her in the crook of my right arm and stimulate her with my left hand. I often use my right hand to pin her free arm to the bed, holding her on her back while I play with her breasts or finger fuck her. Scott's right handedness meant that he and Haley would have the bed to the left while Lacey and I would occupy the bed on the right side of the furniture arrangement. Scott and I would be lying on our sides facing each other during foreplay. The women would only have to turn their heads to watch the action in the other bed. "When we use any rear entry position," Haley continued, "Lacey and I will face each other so everyone has a clear view. Missionary works fine too. We just turn our heads when we want to watch. Same deal if Lacey and I are on top. All you and Scott have to do is try to keep from coming too soon and follow our lead. We'll let you know what positions we want to use and when." "Anything else?" I asked dryly. "Nope, that about covers it," said Haley, missing my sarcasm entirely. "If something comes up that Lacey and I haven't anticipated, we'll improvise." "Well then, assuming you've already made up your mind to go through with this, I guess the rest is up to me - and Scott. I have some serious thinking to do before I make my decision and I'll bet he does too." "I have made up my mind. I want to do this, and so does Lacey. Why don't you think about it while I fix dinner," she suggested, sitting on my lap and squeezing my cock. "Take as much time as you need." Haley left the room, leaving me and my thoughts behind. In truth, I had already done my thinking. I had boarded this speeding train the instant Haley hit the send button, shooting our questionnaire off into the ether. Although still apprehensive, I could not deny Haley anything she wanted so much. I never have. That left only one more thing I needed to do. We carefully avoided the subject during dinner, making small talk instead. Finally, over desert and coffee, I told Haley that I'd go along with the plan. "Wonderful!" she exclaimed excitedly. "I'll go send a note to Lacey." "Hold on," I countered. "There is one thing I need to do before we go any further. I want to meet with Scott." "What?" Haley shot back with a look of consternation. "You heard me." "You can't be serious!" now looking alarmed. "Absolutely. You have met Lacey twice. You had the opportunity to size each other up before you decided to proceed. I want to make sure Scott isn't some sort of jerk. You know nothing about him except what Lacey has told you, but you're so excited to have your fantasy realized that you're willing to let him fuck you without a second thought. I think you've lost your balance a little so I'm going to insert some quality control into this thing." "But what if they don't agree to a meeting between the two of you?" Haley asked with a note of panic in her voice." "Then all bets are off." Haley stared at me intently for several long moments. Apparently deciding I meant business, she gave a sigh of resignation and said, "I'll send a note to Lacey tonight and we'll see what they have to say. And, for the record, you're right. I have been so excited and so focused on this that I got a little crazy. I know you are doing this to protect me, and I thank you for it. I love you." "I love you too. Now go send your note to Lacey." Lacey responded almost immediately, saying that Scott felt the same way I did and asking if a lunch meeting tomorrow would be too soon. We answered that tomorrow would be fine and suggested meeting at the same restaurant the women had chosen. Scott and I were now headed for what had to be the most bizarre meeting ever held by any two men on the planet; to have a discussion about fucking each other's wives. *** I deliberately arrived at Charlie's fifteen minutes before the agreed time and grabbed a booth. I wanted the advantage of a quick glance at Scott before we sat down to talk. If I didn't like what I saw for any reason, I would be out of there in a heartbeat and Haley would just have to live with my decision. As it turned out, he looked just like his photo; pleasant, casually dressed, and well-groomed. I didn't see any immediate reason not to continue so I gave him a quick wave as he entered the dining area. When he arrived at the booth, we shook hands and sat down. Anyone watching would think we were normal people. We spent some time talking about everything but the elephant sitting on the table between us. Scott proved to be articulate, intelligent, and well-informed about a variety of subjects. He seemed like a nice guy. As we talked, I formed a mental picture of him fucking Haley. I was certain he was doing the same thing with Lacey and me. I'm sure it was disconcerting for both of us. Finally, we could no longer ignore the issue that had brought us here. "I guess you know how crazy this is," Scott declared. "Oh yeah," I replied. "I still can't believe I allowed myself to get drawn into such a thing. But here we are and we need to decide how to deal with it. The obvious question is whether we agree to go forward or decide to stop everything right now. If we shut this down, Haley will be very disappointed, but she'll get over it." "Ditto for Lacey. But she is so excited that I'm reluctant to pull the rug out from under her. She really wants this to happen." "I'm not in the habit of denying Haley's wishes. On the other hand, she's never asked for anything quite as unusual as this. My inclination is to go through with it for her sake. But if we do, I think we owe it to both women to give it a full one hundred percent." "I agree. Once things get rolling, any hesitation on our part will be detected right away and spoil everything for both of them," Scott replied. I studied Scott for several long seconds and then made my decision. "I say we do it." "Me too, but we have a few things to talk about. The women have spent hours working out the details and have probably scripted the whole encounter. Lacey told me that I basically need to do what I am told to do when I'm told to do it." "I got pretty much the same message from Haley," I replied with a smile. "You and I are just tools they'll use to bring their fantasies to life. No offense, but that will be Haley's only interest in you and I'm sure it will be the same for Lacey. That said; we can make the experience more enjoyable for them if you and I are on the same page. Let me tell you a little of what you might expect from her. She likes all the sexual positions and is often multi-orgasmic. She responds differently in each position but doesn't appear to favor one over the other. One hint for you; in the missionary position, Haley will draw her legs up alongside your waist to allow the deepest penetration just before she comes. If you slip your arms under her knees, force her legs wider apart, and drive hard into her, she'll reward you with a shattering orgasm." "I'll keep that in mind," replied Scott, looking a little startled at my frankness. "Haley has been in an elevated state of arousal since she first met Lacey," I continued. "We're having sex more often than normal and she is very explosive when she achieves orgasm. I believe you will find her incredibly responsive but I expect you'll have your hands full dealing with her." "Lacey is much the same way. She is very vocal, very active during sex and often has more than one orgasm. Because of the way she is built, she handles the female-superior position differently than most women. She has trouble getting enough pressure on her clitoris in the traditional way so when she decides it's time to come, she will lie, rather than sit, on top; sort of like an upside down missionary position. So don't be surprised when that happens. She loves rear entry sex, particularly if she kneels on the side of the bed and I stand behind her. I'm sure that position is in their plan because it affords the best opportunity for watching each other. Lacey and I are also having more sex and her heightened arousal is obvious. You too, are going to have your work cut out for you." Neither of us mentioned the risk of premature ejaculation ruining everything, but I know it weighed heavily on both our minds. We knew the women were going to be so charged up that it was going to take all our concentration to keep up with them without going over the edge. The guy who comes too early will be the loser, along with his partner, and we both knew it. There was nothing left to be said. We parted company, knowing that the next time we met we would be willingly fucking each other's wives. Bizarre indeed. I stopped by the house on my way back to work. Haley looked at me, nervously expectant, when I walked in. "Scott is an okay guy and we've agreed to go forward with this thing. Go make your arrangements with Lacey. I'm headed back to work. See you tonight." "Oh, thank you, thank you!" she exclaimed as she threw her arms around my neck and kissed me. I promise you won't regret this." *** As on previous evenings, Haley met me at the door with a drink when I returned home from the office. "Come with me," she ordered, taking my hand and leading me into the family room. "Everything is all set. We meet Lacey and Scott at the Cavalier Hotel bar Saturday night at eight." I knew the Cavalier enjoyed a fine reputation. We would have this encounter in classy surroundings. "We decided to get two adjoining rooms for the night. One will have two beds and the other will have just one. I'll explain that in a minute. Lacey and I will go check us in and get the keys. You and Scott will have a drink at the bar while we get everything ready upstairs. I'll text you when it's time to come up. There are a couple more things I need to tell you so you'll know what to expect. As you might have guessed, Lacey and I have planned this out pretty carefully. Throughout the evening, you guys will get instructions from either Lacey or me." "Like what?" I asked. "We will start with foreplay for a little while. There won't be any instructions for that. You both know what to do. Neither Lacey nor I are comfortable with kissing. Sounds funny but, like oral sex, it's too personal. This is all about fucking and watching. Nothing more. After we get all heated up, timing becomes everything. We want to be doing the same things at essentially the same time. Everything has been orchestrated to make it easy to watch each other. If we get too far out of sync it will spoil everything. Let me give you an example. If I tell Scott to take my panties off, you will hear me and that will be your signal to remove Lacey's panties. She won't say anything to you at that time. If Lacey tells you to fuck her, that's also Scott's signal to get ready to fuck me. And so on. So there's no confusion, we'll start with the missionary position. We watch each other as much as possible and continue fucking in that position until Lacey and I both come. Considering how hyped up we're going to be, that probably won't take long. Assuming you and Scott are still in control of yourselves, we'll get on top for round two. For the finale, Lacey and I will kneel on the edge of the beds facing each other. You guys will stand behind us, and fuck us really hard until everybody comes." "Is that all?" I asked with a smile, amused at Haley's casual delivery. "Not quite. When it's all over and we've recovered enough to move, you and I will move into the adjoining room and lock the door for the rest of the night. I will have put extra clothing and toiletries for us in that room before I send for you. We'll check out of the hotel no later than ten the next morning. Lacey and Scott will check out after ten-thirty. That way we won't run into each other leaving the hotel. After we are finished on Saturday night, we will never see them, or hear from them, again. Now, fuck me. Right here, right now," she ordered as she hiked up her skirt to reveal she wasn't wearing anything underneath. *** Almost before I realized it, Saturday night arrived. We were mostly silent on our drive to the hotel. I'm sure Haley was reviewing her plan one more time, searching for hidden flaws. From time to time she stroked my thigh and I could tell by her touch that she was a little apprehensive. We both knew we were about to take a big leap into the unknown. Somewhere enroute, she must have concluded that everything was going to work out to her satisfaction because her mood changed from one of anxiety to one of excitement. By the time I pulled into the lot, she was abuzz with anticipation. Lacey and Scott were already seated in the bar when we arrived. We joined them and indulged in a mutual appraisal of one another. Haley and Scott had only seen pictures of each other and it was the same for Lacey and me. I think everyone liked what they saw. Scott was openly fixated on Haley and I was mesmerized by Lacey's beauty. The women spent less time sizing up their partners, soon indicating their desire to get on with it. "You guys have a drink or something. Lacey and I are going to check in, bring you a key, and then head upstairs," Haley said. "Max, keep your phone on; I'll text you when we're ready." "If you guys chicken out now," announced Lacey, "you'll find both us difficult to live with for a decade or so," only half in jest, I suspected. With that, they both arose and left the bar, each pulling a flight attendant bag behind them. Scott and I watched them in admiration as they departed. Minutes later, Lacey dropped off a key, gave us both a radiant smile, and headed back toward the elevators. "This is going to be a little awkward," proclaimed Scott, "but let's do our best for them. They are both very concerned about timing, so we can help them out if you and I make eye contact from time to time. With a subtle nod or shake of the head, maybe we can stay in sync a little better. Lacey has told me what to expect and I'm sure Haley did the same for you, so there should not be too many surprises." At that moment my phone vibrated, indicating a text message had arrived. "Time to go, Scott," I announced. We came to our feet, shook hands a little awkwardly, and headed for the elevators. *** Using the key Lacey provided, Scott and I entered the room to discover a little surprise. I don't think either of us expected to find the women fully naked except for the sexy lace panties each wore. Apparently, they didn't want to waste a lot of time with preliminaries. Looking at them both, propped against the headboards in the center of the beds with their legs elegantly crossed at the ankles, I was forced to agree with that approach. Each bed sported only a fitted top sheet and one pillow; there were no other linens or blankets to get in the way. I knew the pillows would serve to make us comfortable during foreplay and perhaps to muffle orgasmic screaming later on if necessary. The room was comfortably warm. As I expected, Lacey occupied the right hand bed and Haley the left. They were both gorgeous. I was accustomed to Haley's beauty but Lacey was new and fascinating to me. She was, as Haley had declared, perfect. She was a small woman with a well-toned body. Naturally blond, from what I could see through the flimsy panties, and she was beautifully proportioned. Her breasts were high, firm, and delicately shaped. I could not believe I was going to fuck her in a few minutes. Scott was equally enthralled by Haley. He couldn't take his eyes off her and I was willing to wager a large sum that he was having exactly the same thoughts about fucking my wife that I was having about fucking his. Both of us, a little slow on the uptake, weren't sure what to do so Haley and Lacey came to our rescue. "Max, go into the adjoining room and take off all your clothes. Leave everything there and then join Lacey on the bed," ordered Haley. "Scott, use the bathroom in here," Lacey directed. "Leave your clothes there and get into bed with Haley." Scott and I exchanged a brief glance and then went off to do as we were told. A few minutes later, I lay down beside Lacey and pulled her small body into my arms just as Scott did the same with Haley's. Both Scott and I were already becoming erect and this crazy encounter was underway. *** As we had been briefed, the women wanted a little foreplay to get used to the feel and smell of unfamiliar partners. I stole a peek at Haley and Scott. They weren't wasting any time. Scott was already caressing Haley's breast and was receiving small murmurs of pleasure in return. Mindful of the need for synchronization, I turned my attention to Lacey and gently sucked a nipple into my mouth. She immediately began to squirm against me and let out a soft moan of arousal. Fantasy Crossroads Haley wouldn't want to wait very long before having a chance to watch us, so I eased Lacey gently onto her back. She immediately turned her head to concentrate on what Haley and Scott were doing. I also suspected that the women would be checking on each other often so I wasn't surprised when Haley rolled onto her back and turned her face toward Lacey and me. We were all now in the positions we would occupy until it was time to start fucking. Scott and I were lying on our sides facing each other and the women were on their backs next to us, each gazing across to the opposite bed. Scott and I spent a few more minutes using hands, lips, and tongues to tease our partners into a higher state of arousal. Finally, Lacey grasped my hand and slid it gently down her stomach to the waistband of her panties. Haley saw her and quickly followed suit with Scott. Lacey's message clear, I eased my hand inside her panties to cup her pussy with my fingers. She let out a soft moan and opened her legs invitingly. She was already very wet so I parted the lips of her pussy to search for her clitoris. I found it quickly enough and began to gently move my fingers around its perimeter. I heard a distinct sound of pleasure from Haley and glanced over to see her, legs open wide, rocking her pelvis slowly against Scott's hand as she watched what I was doing to Lacey. Scott had slipped his hand inside Haley's panties and was already going for the gold. I could tell by his hand motion that he was alternately finger fucking her and massaging her clitoris. In response, I slid my fingers into Lacey's pussy. As Scott and I intensified our efforts, both women began to cry out as their arousal spiraled upward. Soon, the wet sounds of two heavily lubricating women being vigorously finger fucked became audible. I watched, fascinated, as Haley grew closer to orgasm. She was making almost continual eye contact with me and I was sure Lacey was doing the same with Scott. I sensed that Lacey was also about to go over the edge so, catching Scott's attention, I nodded my head slightly to indicate that Haley was probably going to come soon as well. A quick nod back from him told me he thought Lacey was on the same pace. Haley came first, crying out sharply and quivering in release. Lacey followed seconds later, her contractions squeezing my fingers rhythmically as her cries competed with Haley's. Scott and I continued to finger fuck the two women very softly as we gently brought them down from the top. Haley and Lacey grew quiet. Haley's eyes were closed as she rested. They didn't rest long. Only a minute or so later, Lacey turned her head to look directly into my eyes. "Max, take my panties off and fuck me. Now." she commanded. I understood the rules so I immediately rolled to my knees and peeled Lacey's panties down over her knees and off her legs. Throwing them to the floor, I opened her legs and knelt between her thighs. Out of the corner of my eye I could see Scott taking up the same position between Haley's legs. This was what the women had really been waiting for, so without delay, I grasped my cock and gently pushed it deep into Lacey's pussy. A sharp cry from her accompanied my entry into her hot wetness. Haley was breathing heavily as she focused on my dick sliding into the beautiful woman lying beneath me. I saw Scott position his dick against the dark triangle between Haley's thighs and slip easily inside her, her loud moan rewarding his effort. Scott and I spent the next several minutes fucking each other's wives while all of us watched what was happening in the adjacent bed. We were supporting our weight on outstretched arms to provide the best view for everyone. None of us had ever actually witnessed other people fucking before. Porno movies were two-dimensional and didn't count. This was the real thing. Another man was fucking my wife -- with my permission -- and I was mesmerized by the sight. From the look on Scott's face, he was experiencing the same feelings. Both women seemed to be lost in another world. Haley, focused intently on Lacey and me, was mostly still, legs widely splayed, while Scott thrust his cock purposefully in and out of her pussy. Lacey was counterthrusting gently against my surging hips and crying out softly as she watched her husband. Both women were being highly stimulated, but neither seemed to be in a hurry. Their fantasies were coming to life and they were going to revel in every delicious moment of it. Inevitably, the incessant thrusting began to take its toll on the women. I saw Haley begin to draw her legs up on either side of Scott's waist as she started a repetitive, primal chant, signaling her approaching orgasm. Lacey was now wildly counter-thrusting against me and crying out continuously. I saw Scott pull back, slide his arms under Haley's knees to lift her legs upward and outward, and resume fucking her with hard deep thrusts. Watching them pushed Lacey over the top. Crying out loudly, she clung fiercely to me as her pussy contracted repeatedly around my cock. Haley followed seconds later with a powerful orgasm. Between watching Haley come and feeling Stacy's contractions, I nearly lost it. Holding my position inside her, I fought hard, gradually regaining control. Scott was having the same problem. His eyes were closed as he concentrated, determined not to ejaculate. After a few moments, we both felt sufficiently recovered to resume a gentle cadence to bring Haley and Lacey down slowly. We both knew what was going to happen next. If we could get through the next act of this play without losing it, we might make it to the end of the evening without embarrassing ourselves. Moments later, Haley took the lead and announced, "Scott, I want to be on top, now." We both withdrew at the same time. Glancing at each other's wet, glistening cocks, we rolled onto our backs. Like synchronous dancers, the women each threw a leg over our bodies and hovered over us. So far, Haley and Lacey had carefully avoided touching our dicks, wanting to avoid stimulating us any more than necessary. Now, flashing self-satisfied grins at each other, they reached down simultaneously and guided us inside their pussies as they settled themselves into position. Everything was going according to plan and they were both thrilled with the results. For the first time in the evening, Haley and Lacey were in complete physical control. Our assignment was to lie still and let the women play out more of their fantasies. They started slowly, rising up and down in cadence, each watching the other as they allowed themselves to become more aroused at a gentle pace. Several minutes passed before I detected a sense of urgency reflected in Haley's face. With a slight nod in Lacey's direction, she began to move with greater purpose. At Haley's signal, Lacey lowered her torso onto my chest, extended her legs alongside my own, and began to grind her pussy against my pelvic bone, all the while watching Scott as Haley began a rocking motion that would allow his cock to stimulate her clitoris. Now frantically rubbing herself against me, Lacey began to cry out sharply as she vaulted over the top into an orgasm that was shocking in its intensity. Seconds later, I watched Haley come with loud cries and violent shudders of release before she collapsed on Scott's chest. Once again the room became nearly silent, broken only by the soft breathing of its resting occupants. Scott and I didn't move a muscle; we needed all the recovery time we could get. I knew that, once again, we had nearly lost control, barely managing to hold on. Minutes later, apparently after an exchange of signals, both women disengaged at the same time and rose to their feet to stand beside their respective beds. Lacey pulled me to my feet and Haley followed suit with Scott. Without a word, the two women knelt on the edges of the beds facing each other, spreading their knees wide in preparation for the final act of the night. Scott and I knew what to do. I took up my position standing behind Lacey and he moved behind Haley. Each of us stared intently into our wives faces as our hard, wet cocks slid easily into their pussies. Haley's eyelids fluttered in response to the sensation Scott provided. Lacey moaned softly and pushed gently back against me. Scott and I started with a slow, gentle stroke, enjoying the sight of firm breasts moving in syncopation with our thrusts. But the women seemed to have other ideas because they both started pushing back emphatically. Complying with their wishes, we began pounding into them with all our strength. The sounds of our flesh striking theirs filled the room as a chorus of their cries rose in accompaniment. Lacey was the first to grab a pillow and clutch it to her face, breaking eye contact with the mirror image on the opposite bed. Haley snatched up her pillow but, refusing to lower her gaze from mine, she bit down hard on one corner to muffle the uncontrollable cries that accompanied her shattering orgasm. Lacey started to shudder violently, crying out loudly into her pillow. Scott threw his head back, released a primal sound, and exploded into Haley. With a series of intense contractions that seemed to last forever, I flooded Lacey's pussy. Moments later, both women collapsed onto the beds, pulling free of our dripping cocks. Scott looked over at me and smiled in acknowledgement. We had made it to the end. Making a circular motion in the air with his finger, I knew he was suggesting that we trade places. It was time to be with our wives. Seconds later, I pulled Haley into my arms as Scott wrapped his around Lacey. A short time later, Haley stirred. Laying a finger against her lips as a signal for stealth, we quietly got out of the bed and moved silently into the next room. Without a glance at Lacey and Scott, I locked the connecting door from our side, took Haley into my arms, and pressed my lips to hers. We let the kiss linger for a moment and then Haley broke away. "Let's take a shower," she suggested. "After we've rested a while, we can put this room to good use." Taking my hand, she led me to the bathroom. I glanced at the bedside clock and was shocked to discover that only an hour and a half had passed since we entered the hotel bar. The evening was still young and I planned to make the most of it. Hours later, completely spent, I held a sleeping Haley close to me in the darkness. Muffled sounds from the other side of the adjoining door told me that Lacey and Scott were doing what Haley and I had been doing a short time earlier. After one final muted feminine cry of release, they fell silent. *** We checked out early and headed across town to a favorite restaurant for breakfast. "That was quite a performance last night," I offered with a smile. "Spectacular orgasms." "Thanks to you," Haley responded. "I didn't do it." "But you were the cause of it all. You're the reason everything was perfect. You were the center of my fantasy. Once I found a way to make it come to life, you gave me permission to go ahead. Then I met Lacey and I was literally vibrating with expectation from that point on. As things moved forward, I became more and more amped up. By the way, you fucking me every night this past week was the only thing that kept me from going nuts." "Somebody had to do it," I joked, receiving a roll of her eyes in return. "Anyway, last night, when Lacey and I were getting ourselves and the room ready, I saw her naked body for the first time and knew that my fantasy was going to be realized far beyond my wildest dreams. I was so hot I thought I was going to melt. When you and Scott walked into the room, I expected my heart to burst with anticipation. After we got started, the emotional impact of watching you fuck Lacey, knowing you were allowing Scott to fuck me, and knowing that you were watching him do it, was completely overwhelming. All that emotional stimulation, along with the raw physical pleasure of being fucked, was incredible. Those exquisite orgasms were the result." "Would you want to do anything like that again?" I asked, hoping she'd say no. I had no intention of sharing her with another man ever again. "Not on your life. That was a one-time experience and it was wonderful, but it will never be repeated. My fantasy is now history and I'll have those memories forever. I can drag them out whenever I wish. Besides, I'll never let you within ten feet of anyone like Lacey again," Haley said with a smile. *** We were starving. Breakfast was wonderful and we had the whole day ahead of us. I began to think of several inventive ways we could put the time to good use.