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Hotel Californication Ch. 01

By: Many Feathers



My wife Carol and I had been pondering for weeks where we were going to go on vacation this year. Normally a fun task to sit down and plan, but we had really grown bored with the a-typical sightseeing trips, and wanted to do something a bit more adventurous and fun. Although we really didn't consider ourselves swingers necessarily, we had partied, and gone to parties with friends that we had found enjoyable and fun. We'd even gone to a Nudist camp one year, which turned out far less than we'd hoped for. Although relaxing, sitting around in the nude all day, there was very little nightlife or excitement. We had also attended an annual gathering where a group of like-minded people met together, camped, and partied. Although a bit closer to what we'd been looking for, Carol hadn't been real thrilled with the almost primitive environment, sleeping in tents and doing our own cooking. By the end of the second day, she wasn't real thrilled with hooking up with anyone that like us, hadn't had a shower since we'd arrived there. As such, I had gotten on line and done some browsing on the Internet, looking for something a bit different and more along the lines of what we were actually hoping for. There were a few possibilities that seemed intriguing, and then one in particular really caught my eye.

"Hey Carol, come look at this. See what you think," I beckoned to her as she walked over to stand behind me looking over my shoulder.

With both of us in our early forty's, fairly well off from the decent paying jobs we both had, money wasn't really an issue for us when it came to planning a fun-filled vacation. And though the price listed was a bit steep, reading through the list of activities, entertainment and accommodations, I was growing more and more excited by the minute, as was evidenced by the massive hard on I was currently sporting as my wife pressed her bare breasts against my back while reading.

That part wasn't at all unnatural for us either, we were virtually nudists at home most of the time as it was. Doing so, seemed to not only enhance our very active sex-life, but it certainly made things easier for us whenever we got in the mood. Which was thankfully, often. It was also a subtle reminder for both of us to at least stay somewhat in shape, which we both did, working out at home. And though neither one of us sprouted muscles, let alone any kind of a real six-pack, being reasonably toned made us feel better about ourselves, especially if we ran around nude most of the time the way we did. And I'll be the first to admit, I was proud of the way my wife looked and carried herself. Although she was only five foot three, she had a magnificent pair of legs on her, along with a nice firm ass, and a great pair of tits. Although she had what she said were "only" B cups, I found them to be more than adequate, well rounded each one capped by a magnificent pair of dollar-sized light brown nipples. When aroused, her nipples were hard as pebbles and stood a good inch away from her breasts, ensuring that whatever top she had on, would highlight their incredible firmness much to my delight. But it wasn't even those attributes so much as her almost coal black shoulder length hair and light blue eyes to offset her alabaster complexion that so set her apart from most women. 

As for myself, I was almost the exact opposite from that. Just under six feet, I had short blonde, almost white hair, a natural almost permanent tan due to my olive complexion, along with brown, almost golden colored eyes.

"I don't know Bryan," she said having read through the initial introduction. "I'll admit, it sounds interesting, but I think it's still out of our league. Are you prepared for a 'no-holds barred' weekend?" She asked. Admittedly, I wasn't sure myself. There were still a lot of unanswered questions we both had, but I did like the fact that once we expressed interest in spending the three-day weekend adventure at the resort hotel, we'd actually be contacted by a representative first. There was a pre-screening interview for one, a list of requirements we'd have to have available upon their arrival at our home. None of which presented any kind of a problem for us, and if anything...gave us some assurances as well.

We had to have recent health certificates going back no longer than three months. We had to agree to a full back ground investigation, and credit check, all of which we knew we'd pass with flying colors.

"Well, it wouldn't hurt to contact them have someone come out and interview us, and take it from there," I told her. "If either of us isn't comfortable after that, then we'll keep looking and find something else."

Carol at least agreed to do that, so I called and set up an appointment with someone to come out to our home and go over the more explicit details of what would be involved, according to the listing and short synopsis of events that had briefly been highlighted.

A very attractive looking woman in her mid-thirties came out to the house a few days later. It proved to be the most interesting interview we'd ever been through. Once we had given her the basic information that had been asked for, she again briefly described some of the activities and events that we could participate in at the resort, along with a very simple list of rules, that we'd have to agree to follow to the letter. Failure to do so would result in our being asked to leave, without any sort of refund. The fact that our three night, four day stay was pretty steep, ensured that we'd abide by those rules and requirements to be sure. But that also told us, most likely everyone else would too.

One of the more interesting rules was the fact that clothing was not allowed to be worn at the resort whatsoever. The only area where anything would be worn was in the main dining room, and then only the resort robes that we'd be given just for that. Beyond that, there wouldn't be any other part of the resort where clothing would or could be worn, except in checking in, and checking out. At least that made packing easy. No need for any major luggage. What I liked was that it was less than a two hour drive outside of San Diego, up in the foothills to a very exclusive, secluded area that had spectacular views. Every room was identical, and lavish in appearance, and the one simple rule there was, an open door was an invitation to anyone to come in who happened to be walking by. Outside of the room, anything and everything was fair game, even walking down the hallway. The biggest rule there was, and the only one that Carol had so far questioned, or had any concerns with, was that anyone...and everyone could freely touch you, or expect to be touched. Sexually speaking, touching was completely open, you just couldn't say no to that, not to anyone. You had the right to say "no thanks" to anyone suggesting oral sex, or intercourse...which we both appreciated. But if someone wanted to cop a feel while you walked down the hallway, or even stood in the elevator, they were free to do so, as were you.

"Any other questions so far?" Diane Jones asked as she completed the first of our pre-screening review. She had already warned us there would be one final hurdle to the interview we'd have to pass before she'd take back our application for consideration. Carol and I were both very curious as to what that might be. "Well, I am happy to tell the two of you that so far, I'm please with everything I've seen and that we've discussed here," she said smiling. "So now comes the hardest part for some people," she added to that, still smiling. "You now need to pass the inhibitions test."

"Inhibitions test?" We both questioned curiously.

"Yes, this actually will be the final determination as to whether I think the two of you are good candidates to come and stay with us. If you are reluctant to do any of the things I am about to ask you to do, chances are...you won't qualify. Now, just to be fair with you in this...asking you to do something, without question, doesn't necessarily mean it will even be something that will come up, or that you will do during your stay, but it might. Reluctance on your part to participate, even if it isn't something you might normally do, will have some bearing on you're being accepted. As I mentioned, you're only allowed one single "pass" on an invite, should you be given one, or invited into one of the recreation rooms, or party rooms at the resort. So if you harbor certain inhibitions about doing things while you're there, or participating in some way, chances are this resort simply isn't for you. So...if you're ready, shall we begin?"

Diane had informed us at the very beginning that in addition to being one of the resorts primary screeners, she was also a certified practicing Physician. So there would in fact be a physical examination, done while she was there. It would also be a very unusual one as well, as she'd initially explained it.

Carol and I had already agreed to that of course, and so began removing our clothing. In moments we both stood entirely naked in front of her.

"Ok, for starters Bryan, I need you to stroke your cock for me to ensure that you can indeed get a nice firm erection. So if you'd begin doing that," she asked as she then turned to my wife, though once again first checking the questionnaire we'd been asked to fill out ahead of time. I stood stroking my cock, which was thankfully hard as hell in no time. "It says here that you occasionally do squirt when you climax, yes?" She asked my wife as I was doing that. Carol confirmed that she very often did. "Good, what I need for you to do then, is to masturbate for me, I need to see if I can indeed confirm you can and do have an orgasm, so if you wouldn't mind doing so, please do. And feel free to use whatever toys, or means, or methods that you might prefer in bringing that about."

Although slightly embarrassed to actually sit down and simply start masturbating herself in front of a complete and total stranger, Carol knew as well as I did, that this was part of that inhibitions test she had just told us about. Already prepared for it, she sat...taking up one of her favorite toys, a glass dildo that actually had a name, called the "juicer" that rarely ever failed to cause my wife to have a nice little female squirt whenever she used it. In moments, she was sitting there, sliding the glass toy in and out of her very wet pussy while Diane looked on with obvious approval. As my wife did that, Diane again turned to me, fondling my cock briefly, though quite obviously inspecting it as she did. 

"I'll need a sperm sample from you Bryan, and a urine...and blood sample from each of you before I leave tonight, and preferably a cum sample from Carol too after she orgasms," she told the two of us. Diane simply sat down then, watching the two of us as we sat there masturbating, occasionally taking notes as we did. "There's no time limit or restrictions here either," she added. "So take your time, enjoy yourself, part of my evaluation takes that into account too," she smiled.

"You mind if I ask you a question?" I just had to ask, curiously.

"Not at all, feel free," she responded.

"Doing these interviews, watching people...like us, sitting here masturbating ourselves in front of you, do you ever get aroused yourself while watching people do that?"

"Every time," she actually responded smiling. "I very often end up masturbating outside in my car after the interview is over in fact," she said candidly. "It just depends, but there's another little test here I'll be conducting in a moment anyway. Sometimes, because of that, I actually end up masturbating in front of the couple or allow them to play with me until I climax. But for now, just continue to do what the two of you are doing, and then we'll discuss the next phase of this after that."

Maybe it was the thought of seeing Diane playing with herself that heightened my wife's arousal and climax, but only moments after saying that, she came. And she had a nice little squirt too. Not as big as some I had seen, but not half bad when you're sitting there under the microscope either so to speak. Diane pulled one of her plastic containers from her bag, and captured a bit of my wife's slick climax, as a sample. She surprised me, even slipping her finger inside my wife's cunt, looking and checking her reaction when she did, and then licking and tasting her finger. She once again wrote down a few notes, turning back towards me. She pulled out another plastic container, holding it for me.

"Whenever you're ready. You can either fill it yourself, or I'd be more than happy to lend a hand," she said. For some reason, I personally felt that her simple suggestion, was again part of her test, so I decided to test her myself, in the event that it was.

"I think I'd prefer, and enjoy...having you do it."

The look on her face told me, that had indeed been the right answer. She smiled, wrapping her hand around my prick, and then stood there jacking me off into the cup she held over the tip of it, all the while checking Carol out as to her reaction. Carol of course, couldn't have responded any more perfectly herself.

"Oh that's really nasty babe!" She exclaimed. "I love watching another woman playing with that stiff hard cock of yours! I mean look at that fucker baby! Look how swollen and purple your head is, seeing her stroking it for you, the way your balls are bouncing...just so fucking hot!"

Carol was well on her way to a second orgasm, actually walking over to stand beside us, using that glass dildo on herself, legs spread, fondling her magnificent breasts. Not too surprisingly, Diane reached over, taking one in her hand, giving one of my wife's nipples a gentle flick with her fingers, and then holding one, tugging on it.

"Ok, now I'm horny!" Diane laughed. "But I really need to get a nice sample here," she said turning back towards me. "And we still need to finish the rest of this inhibitions part of the interview too," she added with a wink. 

"I'm almost there," I assured her. "Maybe if Carol were to play with your tits for me, it would help expedite things just a bit."

Though we certainly hadn't discussed this part, having had no real idea of what would be required or expected of us when Diane had come over this evening, Carol of course had plenty of experience with other women before, something I enjoyed seeing her do, and something she very obviously enjoyed doing.

"Go ahead Carol, unzip me," Diane informed her as my wife quickly stood behind her, the glass dildo still captured deep between her legs as she reached up, bringing the zipper down on Diane's dress as she soon after helped pull it down. She now stood in a black lazy bra and matching pair of bikini panties with thigh high sheer stockings on, and nothing else.

"Oh fuck, she has nice tits!" Carol moaned, cupping one, and playing with it through the woman's bra. Just seeing her do that, nearly did it for me, though Diane's hand had simultaneously stopped stroking me for a moment as she succumbed briefly to the exquisite pleasure my wife's hands were bringing her. Carol quickly undid the clasp on Diane's bra, which now fell away. She was proportionate in size as my wife was, her tits a bit fuller perhaps, her nipples though large, a pale pink in color, twin little points that seemed to taper forward into small twin cones that looked extremely erotic. Carol must have thought so too, suddenly bending forward capturing one of them between her lips, sucking it.

"Oh fuck...that did it!" I cried out. Diane quickly aimed my dick downwards, placing the large plastic cup over the head as I began filling it. 

"Very nice Bryan, very nice. That's it, give me a real good sampling here," she told me as she continued stroking my cock with one hand, holding the plastic cup with the other as I poured a considerable amount of semen into it for her. After I was finished, she hurriedly placed the lid over it, sealing it up, and then placing it back inside her bag along with Carol's much smaller sampling.

"Think you can pee for me now that you've come?" She asked us both. "I'd like to get that one out of the way here while we're at it. And just so you know, I need to be present while you do that as well," she advised, though I had sort of been expecting that. But I also had a pretty good idea, that this too was also part of Diane's little test, which she basically confirmed moments later. "Like I said, and not that you'll actually run into something like this during your stay, but you never know. And we do need to see your reaction in the event the situation does rise. Carol? Would you mind holding onto your husband's prick while he pees for me?"

"Not at all," Carol responded. "It won't be the first time."

I led them both back towards the bathroom, where Diane instructed me to first pee just a bit into the toilet first, and to then fill the cup afterwards. Carol stood holding my cock as I proceeded to urinate, a few quick seconds, pissing into the bowl, and then into the cup as Carol again held my cock while I quite easily filled it.

"Very good," Diane stated, capping that sample now as well. "Now you can finish peeing if you'd like."

Carol continued to hold my dick, pointing it towards the bowl as I finished draining what remained of my urine into it. Once I was done, Carol stood washing her hands at the sink as Diane took out another cup, readying that one for my wife.

"Ok, now it's your turn. Bryan? Would you mind holding this for your wife while she goes?" Admittedly, this would be a first for me, but I grinned like a silly fool, actually looking forward to this as Carol sat down on the toilet, spreading her legs for me as I heard her begin to tinkle for a moment. "Ok, that should be good enough, go ahead Bryan, hold the cup for your wife to pee in," she instructed, which I did...feeling my wife's warm piss soon filling the cup as I held it in my hand.

Once she had likewise placed the lid on my wife's sample, she then took some blood samples from us.

"Ok, that basically completes the physical examination of the interview, now for the last phase, which is almost as crucial as everything else has been all put together. For starters, if your selected to stay with us, you'll be amongst approximately a hundred other guests. As such, we do not condone, or tolerate discrimination in any way shape or form. There will be a wide variety of people in attendance of various races, age...beliefs as well as sexual orientation. Gays, Lesbians, of course most of which have likewise marked bi-sexual, or at the very least curious. So if you have any problems with any of that, I need to know it now."

We didn't. Carol and I had always been very open minded as it was, but we'd also never harbored any discriminatory judgments against anyone, and responded in kind.

"Very good," Diane said. "Especially as there is apt to be several surprises that may pop up during your stay with us. How you react to those is again part of the selection process. So, if you two are interested, I would like to experience you both before I leave and submit my findings, if you are interested."

We were again more than interested. It had been an interesting night so far, far different that we'd anticipated as it was. Diane smiled, beginning to remove her stockings, and then her matching lace panties. As she pulled them down, Carol and I both saw with disbelief, that Diane had a cock. And it was actually bigger than mine was!

We soon after retired into our bedroom, though I think Carol and I both were still in a bit of a state of shock. We'd had NO clue! There was nothing, I mean nothing that had hinted at Diane being anything other than a very attractive, very beautiful woman. And even has Carol sat down on the end of the bed as Diane moved to stand in front of her, I saw only two women there together, though Carol almost automatically leaned forward taking the woman's cock into her mouth. I was hard as a rock within moments, watching the two of them.


Hotel Californication Ch. 01



"I'd enjoy fucking you now," Diane said.

"And I'd enjoy being fucked by you," Carol replied, scooting up further into the bed as Diane followed. I stood off to one side, watching as Diane placed the tip of her blood engorged cock at her opening, and slowly began sliding it in. I had of course enjoyed other experiences, watching other men as they likewise fucked my wife. It had always been erotic for both of us, seeing things like that. But this was indeed, something entirely new for us. And though I hadn't as yet seen Carol fucked by another woman using a strap-on or anything, it was a bit like that, though Diane indeed had a real cock, and a rather large thick one at that, now that it was fully hard, and now thrusting in and out of my wife's hot wet pussy.

"All right Bryan, if you'd care to join us now," Diane asked turning towards me. "There's a tube of lubricant in my bag there. Use plenty on yourself, and then apply a little bit to me."

I certainly wasn't opposed to ass-fucking. Carol and I had engaged in that particular activity several times ourselves. And there had been one or two other women we had been with who I had also enjoyed what was termed a "DP" or double penetration with before too. But this would indeed be a first for me. And somehow I knew, this last little test would no doubt go a long way in Diane's determining if we'd be accepted to attend the resort or not.

I soon after grabbed the lube. And then moments after that, I was sliding up Diane's ass, kneeling behind her, as she in turn lay between my wife's legs. We were soon fucking in tandem, finding a nice easy rhythm with one another. Looking into the side mirror of our bedroom I did find it extremely erotic watching us. Carol reaching up to fondle and play with Diane's free-swinging breasts as she fucked her. Me behind, slamming in and out of Diane, the sound of flesh slapping against flesh, and the look on Carol's face, orgasmic ecstasy only moments away now.

"You gonna cum for me baby?" Diane asked. "You gonna let me feel all that hot nasty girl juice of yours spraying against me while I fill this delicious hot cunt of yours full of cream?"

"Oh yes...yes! Fuck yes!" Carol cried out, her orgasm already beginning as she said that.

"And how about you Bryan? You going to spurt inside my ass for me? Let me feel all that hot sticky jizzim flooding my bowels?"

I answered by simply doing just that. I grunted, once...twice, and then held still for just a moment, feeling the first precious spurts of my cock begin to unleash a torrent of cum into the woman's tight hot ass.

Carol was squirting. Like crazy. One of her best ever. Even with Diane's thick hard cock upside my wife's cunt, there was no way she could contain the volume of my wife's liquid pleasure as it fought its way out of her pussy. So much so, I could even hear it. The sound of Carol's deep-throated cry of release and pleasure adding an accompaniment of pure joy as Diane began adding her own sweet cream to the mix.

**

We stood at the doorway, Diane already having given us her assurance that we'd most likely be accepted, and to be prepared to plan on joining her at the resort the following weekend. It had indeed been an interesting and surprising evening. But as we stood there in the doorway, still naked, and uncaring if anyone saw us, watching Diane leave, we had no doubts as we waved good-bye to her, that we hadn't seen anything yet.

To be continued...



Hotel Californication Ch. 02



Check in was at two o'clock. The resort was indeed rustic, situated in lush green foothills with breathtaking views. We were again given a handout of daily events and activities, dining hours and informed that there would be an initial welcoming party that evening at six. Interestingly, our thumb prints were then taken and would serve as the keys to our room, along with our authorized signature for room service if we desired that, or any other special needs or desires outside of the many already included in the price of our stay.

Even the two hour drive up to the resort had been interesting. Something about not taking any luggage to speak of. Aside from a small overnight bag filled mostly with toiletries, a few toys, and the one and only outfit allowed while there. On the second nights stay, there would be what was being called a "lingerie" ball. Carol had brought a sexy black outfit, with the only one rule being...everything had to be accessible. For myself, all I was required and allowed to wear was a black bow tie. So even that would no doubt prove to be interesting.

Driving up, just thinking about all the possibilities had the two of us extremely aroused and horny. We'd been fondling one another most of the way there, talking about the "what if's" and if we were indeed as open-minded, uninhibited as we believed ourselves to be. After that night with Diane, I believed we were, though there were still several boundaries neither one of us had crossed yet. So the question remained, would we? And after once again reviewing all the various activities that would be available to us, we likewise spoke of them at length, questioning one another, and just shortly before arriving, agreeing to simply plunge in, see how it went. It would either prove to be the most amazing experience of our life, or at the very least, show the two of us where our personal limitations really were.

After checking in, we were asked to immediately undress, leaving the clothes we had come in, in a large community locker room. We had approximately two hours to wander around and familiarize ourselves with the grounds, prior to attending what was no doubt an orientation, get to know everyone cock-tail hour, followed by dinner, and then free after that to attend any one of the various scheduled activities. Escorted up to our room by a very attractive looking couple, likewise naked, we stepped into the elevator. Almost immediately the slim blonde had reached over clasping my dick and began fondling it. It was obviously a taste of what could be expected and should be as she did that, though I was still a bit startled with the guy who was with her reached out and did the same briefly, as she then turned to Carol, running a finger gingerly up and through my wife's legs just as the elevator reached the third floor where our room was.

"Would either one of you care for a hand-job, blow-job, oral? Or anything else?" The couple asked. "And as you'll see on the in-room menu of available services and amenities, you can ask for anything like that anytime day or night. Someone will always be willing and available to come to your room. All you have to do is state your preferences, and what you'd like, and we'll see to it that your needs are met."

Admittedly, I was in a bit of a devilish mood here. The ride up leaving me very horny, not to mention finally being here, walking around with a nice hard firm erection in front of everyone, just as we'd seen ourselves as other couples wandered about going to and from the lobby area.

"You know...what I would like, is for the two of you to rub my cock against my wife's pussy until she cums, and until I squirt on the outside of it. I'd enjoy feeling and seeing that," I told the two of them, much to Carol's surprise and delight, though by the look on he face, she was all for it.

It was such a beautiful day, that we actually decided to step out onto the deck outside our room, though when we did, we quickly realized it was more than a deck or balcony really. It was more like a long walkway, connecting the entire floor. Passing by everyone else's rooms, again another reminder to us that an open door, either from the hallway, or walkway, was an open invitation. Stepping out, there was one other couple sitting outside in deck chairs a few rooms down, immediately taking interest, watching us as Carol walked over, now leaning against the railing, spreading herself. Her wantonness in doing so, so totally and completely uninhibited as she did, just like that in front of total and complete strangers in a sense, was thrilling to me. Sally, the slim sexy blonde immediately began working my cock as I stood there, though there wasn't a great deal of effort in getting me all nice and hard, I already was. Though Ted, the guy with her, was ensuring that Carol too was all nice and wet as he toyed with her hard firm clit momentarily, before the two of them then placed their hands around my hard stiff cock together, and began working it together up and down my wife's juicy split, just the way I'd asked them to do.

As we began doing that, I noticed the older looking couple down the way finally stand, and then nonchalantly began walking over towards us. Curious, I was wondering what they'd do, say...or want to do. Obviously, this would be the norm around here going forward, so it was something we'd best hurry up and get used to. And though they were obviously an older couple, they both looked very attractive for their age. Sally and Ted standing there with their hands around my prick, teasing my wife's slit with it, acknowledging the couple as they sauntered over, just standing there watching us before introducing themselves, asking.

"You two mind if we watch?" The man asked, already reaching down to begin fondling his own cock, that though flaccid at the moment, already showed signs that it wouldn't be for very long. "We're Steven and Marsha by the way," he added. "And this will be our second time coming here," he grinned charmingly. Marsha stood cupping one of her rather large, somewhat floppy looking breasts, though I found that quite alluring as she stood there doing that. She had amazing nipples, larger and fatter than any I had ever seen as she pulled and pinched on one of them twisting it as she looked on, running her tongue over her lips, keeping a firm eye on Ted and Sally's hands as they continued running my cock up and down my wife's spit, teasing her with it.

"That looks fucking hot, bet it feels hot too doesn't it?" Marsha asked, obviously well aroused. "I wouldn't mind having them do that for us as well," she added after they're finished here."

"More than happy too," Sally quickly agreed, though it was then that Carol once again surprised the hell out of me, with her comment.

"Or...we could!" She spoke hotly, obviously teetering on the edge already by the look on her face. I turned towards her, surprise at her suggestion clearly etched in my face, but smiling at her, nodding my head in agreement. Ted and Sally too, smiling, obviously well pleased, and no doubt already making notes that would no doubt be included in our overall "performance" review during our stay here.

Steven and Marsha continued to watch, playing with themselves, looking on as I rapidly reached the point of no return here.

"Does he cum a lot when he squirts?" Marsha asked curiously, the tone of her voice quivering with lust and desire as she almost cruelly now, pulled and again pinched on those thick fat nipples of hers, simultaneously sliding a very wet, slippery sounding finger in and out of her cunt as she asked that question.

"Usually, yes..." Carol moaned. "Especially when he's really horny, and hasn't cum for a while, like now," she groaned deeply again, which was more than enough for me as I felt my legs buckle at the knees, nodding my head which is more than I do beyond passing out from the sheer pleasurable release I now felt as Ted and Sally's hand really went to work on my cock, now milking out one enormous streamer after another as I began spurting copious jettison's of spunk against my wife's pussy.

"Oh yes! Yes! Look at that fucker spray!" Marsha cried out in delighted glee, Steven too chuckling with enjoyment at the sight of that. "Oh honey, I'm so looking forward to this now myself," she added to that as Sally finished milking out the last final drop from my prick, smearing it carefully, and teasingly against Carol's cum-drenched quim. She was an erotic sticky mess, looking obscene, delightfully so, as she reached down now, smearing all that white hot spunk of mine even further into, and against herself.

"Well, we'll leave the four of you to get better acquainted then, and see you for cocktails a bit later." Sally and Ted moved off, leaving the four of us to stand there alone now, as Marsha took up much the same position against the railing that Carol had, likewise spreading herself as Steven stepped up, standing between his wife's legs, Carol and I now standing on either side of him. She looked at me, wondering...waiting to see if I was still willing and curious enough to actually do this, but I found surprise in myself without any real hesitation, reaching down to now clasp the man's rock-hard cock, taking it in hand, just as Carol's hand now joined me, the two of us holding on to it, as we began rubbing, and running it up and down his wife's sweet juicy split.

It sure didn't take long for Carol and I to get Steven off, as worked up as he was. Within moments after actually doing this, we soon had his cock lurching, spurting and spraying his wife's cunt every bit as much as I had done to Carol's.

"Oh! Oh! That's fucking hot!" Marsha cried out enjoying a nice little orgasm as she did, feeling her husband's hot spunk spurting against her, looking down at it as he did, as Carol and I continued manipulating the man's cock together, rubbing...still milking it until we'd managed to again secure each and every last drop from it that we could. Now like Carol had been, she too was a sticky mess, but had one other request before parting here. "There's something else I'd enjoy doing...if you'd let me," she asked my wife.

"Name it," Carol grinned excitedly. Obviously not even knowing what it was yet, she was all for it.

"I'd like to grind this messy cum covered pussy of mine against yours for a moment, see how that feels," she asked. Just the thought of that was getting me all hard again as Carol stepped up between the woman's legs, lifting one, placing it on the railing for a better angle and fit as the two women now came together, cunt to cunt, kissing cunt...cum-covered slippery hot cunt, which then now gently ground, mashing and pushing against one another with.

"I love watching her do that," Steve commented, his dick too, surprisingly firming up again, though looking more than content to merely stand there and watch the two of them, just as I was.

"I'm beginning to like it myself," I agreed, now listening to the rather decadent, slick sounds we could so easily hear as the two woman stood there, humping one another so tenderly against the railing.

"I think I'm going to cum," Carol spoke. "I might even squirt a bit, that ok?" She asked.

"Oh my god! I hope you do! I would love to feel you do that," Marsha told her. "Only wish I knew how, and I would for you too!"

"Maybe another time, I can teach you. Most women can learn how with a little practice and patience, but in the meantime, you can at least feel me squirting against you while I do."

Carol did indeed squirt, just a little bit, but it was enough that Marsha once again climaxed feeling my wife doing that against her. We soon after parted ways, Steven and Marsha heading back the opposite way to their room, though we had actually agreed to perhaps hook up again a bit later. I hadn't really expected to become this familiar, or this friendly with anyone so soon, especially a much older couple. But it had been easy with both of them, far more than either one of us could have ever realized.

Carol and I strolled off along the walkway in the other direction, taking in the grounds from above, passing by other rooms as we went, each one with their sliding doors open...invitations, which so far, no one else seemed to be denying anyone. And the place was obviously filling up fast by the looks of it, with most of the other guests having also arrived. And though most, like us...were just settling in, it was interesting to pass by a couple of rooms where the occupants inside were already going at it in one way or another. To have that freedom and access to stop, look in, or even walk in if we wanted to, added yet again another interesting piece of erotic sensuality to all this. And we'd barely even gotten started here.

I think that when you factor in the added spice of exhibitionistic, or voyeuristic eroticism, that it simply intensifies, magnifies, everything else. At least for Carol and I, in certainly did. Wandering along, we had stopped to peer out over the balcony, stopping where another couple now stood looking below. Nodding heads cordially in greeting at one another, looking over. Below, there on the grass just below us, two couples had spread out a rather large blanket, and even now lay side by side, playing and fucking one another so openly as others milled about, some standing close-by watching for a moment before moving off. Others, openly masturbating or fondling themselves looking on, as was the other couple standing at the railing along side us. 

"Hey, look at this!" Carol said as we slowly strolled by yet again another open doorway. Inside on the bed, a rather large, somewhat plumpish woman lay on the bed, sharing what was obviously a very large, wicked looking double-dildo with another woman. The two connected there in the middle of the bed together, four men, standing around the bed looking on, either jerking themselves off, or one another as they stood watching. "Come on, let's go in...I'd like to see this."

"Really?"

"Yes...really, and so would you by the looks of it," Carol said reaching down, leading me inside the room by my now very hard stiff cock.

"Maybe so," I grinned back, allowing her as we entered in, no one even really paying much attention to us as we came into the room, the girls obviously enjoying one another, along with the attention of the audience just standing there looking on.

It was a rather interesting display. The somewhat large plump looking middle-aged woman with large pendulous breasts, sharing the dildo with a much younger, very slim petite woman, with hardly any breasts at all, and again, all four men standing around, though one of them soon moved forward, stroking his cock, obviously preparing to unleash a torrent of semen anytime now.

"Where would you like it?" He asked.

"Anywhere but on the face," the older woman said. "I want to wear all this cum to the party, but...I don't want my face all sticky when I do either, so wherever else you'd like, though I'd especially like it mostly on my tits."

"I can do that," he leered, and then knelt next to her on the bed, aiming and pointing his cock squarely at her. Sure enough, he was soon tossing several ribbons of cream across both of her breasts, moving off and away as another guy soon came over, taking his place, and almost identically doing the same thing as well.

"You're welcome to do so too if you'd like," she said looking over towards me, though I had already decided to start saving it up again for later. It was still way too early for me to be moving quite this fast a pace, though I wasn't really too worried about it. I had a feeling, I'd be cumming more during this stay than I ever had in my entire life.

We soon after left, heading back towards our own room again to shower and freshen up before the formal cocktail hour, but not before watching the last two guys jerking one another off, likewise spraying a fairly liberal amount of their semen onto the woman's already cum-soaked tits. Obviously, she quite enjoyed that, and as we would learn much later, had a real fetish for having as many men as possible, saturate her boobs throughout the night whenever the opportunity presented itself.

It was indeed promising to be a very interesting weekend, and things weren't even really getting started yet.

**

By the time we got back to the room, there was a very elegant looking folder laying on the bed waiting for us. As it turned out, it was a brief itinerary of the evening ahead, along with seating assignments for lunch and dinner, that would change each and every meal, ensuring that we always sat with a new group of people each time. No surprise there, something we had pretty much already expected. There was also of course a list of recommended, suggested activities we could look into if we so wanted to. Some of which again, would be interesting to say the least, and far beyond anything that Carol and I had even considered doing so far. But then again, so far...we had accomplished that much all on our own.

We had showered, gotten cleaned up, and ready to head downstairs. It was still a bit strange, preparing to leave without wearing a single stitch of clothing, entering into the hallway, just as other couples began doing, everyone heading down the hall towards the elevators. It was an interesting mix from what we could see, some younger, some older, no one really perfect, nor had we expected, or even wanted that. It was far more interesting, exotic, and erotic to see the average everyday kind of person just openly expressing their sensuality in whatever way that might be. One woman in fact, leading two men who were collared, around their dicks, by a simple gold chain which she held in her hand as she lead them inside the elevator behind us. We stepped inside, the doors closing, and no sooner had they done so, I looked over just in time to see that same woman's hands reach around, cupping one of my wife's breasts, giving it a gentle, friendly little feel.

"Nice tits, hope you'll let me suck on them later," she told my wife.

"Feel free, any time," Carol responded pleasantly enough.

"Thank you, I will. And I wouldn't mind sampling your husband's cock either. We're planning on going to the black light party later, so that's where you'll find us if you're interested," she stated.

I remembered seeing something about that as one of the listed room activities. I wasn't sure I'd find that as interesting as a few others, though it was at least worth another look if nothing else. According to what I had read, the party/orgy room was in a total black light, people entering were then sprayed down with various wild psychedelic colors. A bit of a throwback perhaps to more interesting times. Though the thought of what something like that might actually look like, a group of people all painted and decorated up beneath black-lights, cavorting about, might indeed prove interesting as well as entertaining. It was at least something to think about...for later.

We soon entered the large formal dining room, a podium set up on the stage. It was nice to see Diane, along with several others sitting there, proudly displaying the fact that she...was indeed a true shemale, along with another just as equally attractive looking woman sitting next to her. So she obviously wasn't alone in this either. Quickly finding our assigned table, we were actually pleased to see that for this evening at least, Steven and Marsha would be sitting with us, so at least we had some small advantage having already met someone, though we quickly made introductions to the other two couples who had joined us. A waitress came by, took our drink orders and returned with them a short time later. We sat sipping our drinks, chatting with our new table guests, getting to know a little more about everyone when one of the gentlemen on stage stood up approaching the podium. And though currently flaccid at least, he had a very long cock that seemed to swing freely to and froe as he walked across the stage towards the podium. I had to laugh as Marsha openly gasped, gawking at him as he did.




Hotel Californication Ch. 02



"God I hope to see how that fucker looks all nice and hard later!" To which one or two others openly laughed as well in obvious agreement with that. Having heard the remark, "Dan" as he soon stood introducing himself, purposely pointed towards her, announcing as he did, that as soon as they'd finished up with the welcoming portion of the program, he'd see to it that Marsha was given the first chance to actually make it hard for the evening, joining us briefly at our table afterwards. She was very well pleased with that.

"Now then...welcome, everyone," Dan continued. "And we do so hope that each and everyone of you will enjoy your stay here with us this weekend. We know that for many of you, this will be your first time here with us, but hopefully...not your last. At least half of you here tonight are returns from previous weekends, so to you...welcome back, and we again hope you will obviously enjoy yourselves as much as you must have the last time, or you probably wouldn't even be here."

There was a loud smattering of applause after that, the excitement already starting to fill the air.

"Now, as some of you already know, and have experienced, it is tradition here for each and every table group to become a bit more personally intimate with one another by way of formal greetings and introductions. So for those of you who haven't been here before, it's really quite simple. If everyone would stand please, and then everyone in your group is now invited to give a friendly little shake of the cock, or a gentle cup or feel of any women present by way of truly getting to know one another."

As one, the entire room stood as each table began doing just that. And though Carol and I had basically already said "hello" in that way to Steven and Marsha, we did so again, along with the other two couples we had just met, Brian and Tracy, along with Debra and Robert. Younger couples, mid to late thirties perhaps, though Debra appeared to have been some sort of professional body-builder or something, based on the well honed muscles she had, which easily put me to shame. As we all took a brief moment to shake dick, or slip fingers inside the women briefly, Carol turned towards me speaking over her shoulder at me.

"Make sure you feel hers," she said speaking about Debra, winking at me when she did. Which I soon did, my eyebrows raising almost immediately upon doing so, realizing what Carol had obviously meant by that. Debra had the largest clit I had ever felt before, without even really seeing it. It had felt almost like a miniature hard cock as I had slid my finger up her very wet slick furrow, before sitting down next to her again at the table as we all now reseated ourselves.

"I hope you enjoy women who have rather large clits," she said candidly after sitting down again. "Because I sure enjoy having it played with," she told me, even going so far as to reach over, taking my hand, and now placing it down between her legs again, as Carol looked on, quite curiously in fact. And I of course couldn't help myself either, now openly toying with it a bit, though I just had to actually look at it too.

"Would you mind terribly if my wife and I had a better look at it?" I asked.

"Not at all," she smiled happily, scooting back her chair, turning it towards us, and then facing us, spreading her legs. Sure enough, her blood-engorged, elongated clit-cock, stood swollen, protruding a good two inches, if not more, roughly about the size of my thumb, even looking as though it had a males little cock helmet attached to it. I could already see myself sucking and licking it, along side my wife. And then decided right there on the spot, one way or the other before this weekend ended at least, we would be.

Carol soon after exchanged places with me, wanting a better and closer look at this woman's amazingly large clit, which she was only too happy to oblige in doing. Spreading her legs even more so than she had been, Carol sat across from her, reaching over, and began stroking it up and down, just as though it was a small cock, much to Debra's obvious delight. And as she continued doing that, sure enough, Dan soon came wandering over to join us, along with Diane, who I was again very much pleased to see. She might have indeed been a Shemale, but she was damn beautiful too, even if her cock was a bit larger than mine was. Marsha was of course in seventh-heaven as Dan presented her is still somewhat flaccid cock, which she immediately took inside her mouth, sucking it towards it's full potential, barely able to even contain it once she had.

"I don't suppose you'd mind fucking me just a bit with this too now would you?" She asked hopefully.

"I'd be delighted to," he told her. "Where ever, and however you'd like it."

"On the table!" Marsha expressed without any further hesitation, as Steven helped to quickly clear off a few items in the way in order to accomodate her request. Dan soon after eased that rather long, impressive looking cock of his up inside her as they began fucking one another right there on the table in front of everyone, though Carol and Debra seemed still pleased well enough, doing what they were doing together as Diane walked over, now standing next to me.

"Nice to see you here," she told me. "I really enjoyed meeting the two of you the last time," she added to that, her somewhat slim, tapered prick just then starting to harden a little. I surprised myself, reaching over, taking it within my hand, caressing it, feeling it stiffen even further.

"Same here," I responded back. "And I do so hope, we'll be able to enjoy a repeat of that a bit later."

"Indeed we will, if you like, and there's someone else I'd also like you to meet, another Shemale friend of mine who was sitting there next to me on stage earlier. That's Charlie, and I daresay, the four of us could have a very, very interesting time together if the two of you would enjoy that."

"I know I would!" Carol laughed, only then turning briefly to blow Diane a kiss, before suddenly slinking down to her knees there on the floor, suddenly taking Debra's clit deeply into her mouth, sucking it.

"Sorry...couldn't help myself," she grinned, and then slipped two fingers inside Debra as well, sucking her once more as we all stood there looking on, standing now, as Diane began fondling my cock, as I stood fondling hers.

And the party had hardly even begun...

To be continued...



Hotel Californication Ch. 03



It was early yet. Carol and I decided to walk around for a bit checking things out before really committing ourselves to anything. It promised to be a long night, and we wanted to pace ourselves as opposed to wearing ourselves out, even as aroused as we both were.

"Where might you be later?" I asked Diane just before we left.

"Look for me at the Black Hole," she smiled. I laughed.

"Ok, and how will we find you in there?" Though we hadn't seen it yet, the talk was all about how wild and crazy that place was, everyone painted up in florescent paint beneath the black-light, hard to even distinguish anything except for that.

"No worries," she giggled hotly. "I'll write my name on my dick, you can look for me that way." Again I had to laugh.

"That could certainly prove interesting," I chuckled, though so did Carol as she leaned over kissing Diane good-bye for the time being.

"Looking forward to that," Carol added as we soon left heading out towards the pool area for a look around. Approaching the courtyard near the pool, we saw what appeared to be a long panel off to one side, and interestingly enough, six well placed spots appearing in it with a decorative sign overhead reading: "Glory Hole Corner". Sure enough, five of the six spots actually showed that men were standing behind each of them with their hard cocks sticking through. Carol and I stopped near by, watching, looking on for a moment as many people passed by. Most of which, men and women...walking over where they indeed copped a feel from each, some sucking, and even one or two women backing into a cock or two for a quick nasty fuck before heading off again.

"Interesting," I mused.

"Yes, isn't it?" Carol agreed. "You should go over and try it while there's an open spot. I wouldn't mind indulging myself either for a moment."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah. Could be fun."

"Sure, why not?" I agreed, and then sauntered over, walking around back behind the panel where five other guys stood, each enjoying the obvious pleasure of anonymous groping, or oral from total and complete strangers. I stood, now likewise sticking my own hard cock through the opening, wondering if anyone 'besides' my wife, would find interest in it. Though I knew now given the opportunity here, Carol would indeed no doubt be amusing herself with the five other pricks that so decadently appeared there.

To my surprise, it wasn't long before I felt someone's mouth wrapping itself around my dick, and it didn't feel the same way Carol usually did it either, so I was pretty sure it was someone else besides her who was doing it. I enjoyed the all too brief, pleasurable sensation however, surprised that I did...as much as I did. It was uniquely different, having your cock played with, fondled and sucked, and unable to see who was doing it, only the intense sensation of feeling it as they did. I felt one or two others likewise give it a stroke or two, along with another minutes nice sucking before deciding to rejoin my wife on the other side and continue our exploration of this place. She was still mouthing a rather large thick black cock when I joined her on the other side.

"You've ah...got some cum clinging to one of your tits there," I pointed out to her. She looked down laughing at herself. 

"Yeah, I shared one with another gal just before you came around," she informed me. "Shared a cum-swap with her."

"Nice, bet that was fun."

"It was. Enjoy yourself back there?" She asked.

"I did yes. And I bet you weren't one of them either where you?"

"Nope, I wasn't. More fun watching, knowing which cock was yours though as people came by to sample it. Enjoy the blowjob?" She asked.

"In fact I did. You saw who it was then yes?"

"I did. But I'm not telling. Was it good?"

"Very nice. Whoever was sucking my cock, sure as hell knew how to suck one, I will say that."

Carol laughed, winking at me. "No surprise there," she quipped, and then took my hand in hers leading me off back towards the pool area where we thought we'd at least look in and see if that was any interest for later. She wore her cum-drool splatter still clinging to her nipple like a badge of honor. Something so simple as that, looking obscenely decadent had indeed set the mood and the stage for the evening ahead.

**

We quickly made our way over to the pool area for a look-see. It was enormous! Beautifully back-lit, with a large water-bar out in the middle, several people either standing chest deep, or on water stools with sipping on drinks. All about, others either floated in specially designed float-chairs that looked next to impossible to tip over. But even more functionally perhaps, was how easy it appeared to sit in one, especially if one was in the mood for a bit of oral pleasuring while simply sitting there. More than one woman sat, floating about with either a man or woman between her legs, orally servicing her. One or two men were as well, which again to me looked quite exciting as well as relaxing in a way, and I made a mental note that we would indeed eventually try it out. Though for the moment at least, we decided to venture on, and now head over towards the "Black Hole" and find out what the mystery to this place was all about.

It was easy enough to find. Already a line of people stood waiting to get in as we joined them. The sound of wild music easily heard coming from inside. It didn't take long, and we were soon entering what appeared to be the entry painting chamber. All kinds of colorful paint-pots, spray cans and brushes stood available for everyone as they stood adorning themselves in whatever patterns or desires they liked. Carol had me just splatter her with a few different colors for the most part, though careful to stay away from her face and head, as most everyone else seemed to be doing as well.

"How about a Smurf cock?" She grinned, soon after adorning my cock in blue from balls to tip, along with several other wild vivid colors, lines and streaks everywhere else. We were soon ready, and then entered into another long dark hallway, the sounds ahead much more easily heard now, the lights beyond hinting at what we'd already come to expect. It was truly an amazing sight. The black lights themselves far different perhaps that what I was used to, or expecting. The room itself pitch black, even the furniture which we could barely even see was all black. Couches, chairs, some sort of twin bed platforms on a small stage, each one of which already had a myriad of people scrambling around on. And then next to it, a wide open area, many people dancing, or simply standing there touching one another. Though it was actually hard to make much of anyone's actual shapes out. It was all about the light, and the crazy designs everyone was wearing that stood out, quite the bizarre sight to see. Flickering psychedelic images, body parts, some wildly painted, others only hinting at an image here or there, actually looking in some ways as missing or unattached, almost floating nearby, looking a bit macabre then in some ways, yet eerily erotic.

Carol and I had already discussed this earlier, deciding that one we came in, we'd head out to the dance floor, start there, and then just let things naturally happen, in whatever manner that they took. We were here after all to experiment, have a good time, and really let our hair down so to speak. Not too surprisingly, it didn't take long as we stood there when someone came up from behind my wife, his or her hands reaching around to cup her paint splattered breasts, traces of the paint just barely showing through fingers as they clasped each, squeezing and cupping them. I then felt someone myself, suddenly reaching behind me, beneath my legs, slowly starting to stroke my cock. And then someone else, kneeling below me, though at first I hadn't even realized it, they wore little if any body paint at all, looking more like a disjointed shadow as my blue cock suddenly disappeared into someone's mouth.

By the time I looked up again, I saw that Carol was being carried off by two people towards one of the raise platform beds. She'd obviously be busy for a while, turning my attention back to the pleasure I was receiving as someone knelt before me, sucking my cock. It was then that I felt another presence however standing next to me, looking over, though only really seeing that it was a woman, one who wore very little body paint. Just white colored areolas with purple colored nipples, though the most startling contrast appeared to be the fact she had thoroughly soaked her pussy in bright pink paint, which stood out as though again disembodied, this cunt...seemingly hovering there in space as she stood openly displaying it for me. I reached down, enjoying the feel of her wet slippery grove as I began finger-fucking her, someone else now saddling up as well, leaning over to begin sucking on one of her breasts, which in a strange way sort of disappeared as they stood doing that. Once again, I was truly being treated to a magnificent blowjob, enhanced by all the provocative sounds being heard, taking place around me as people openly fucked, moaning and groaning away their pleasures in such a disjointed, bizarre sort of way.

"Enjoying yourself?" A familiar voice asked. I looked down, not at all surprise to discover this very rigid looking cock sticking out next to me, the name "Diane" clearly hand written in white paint along it's length. "See? I told you I'd be easy enough to find," she spoke, now reaching over to grab my Smurf cock, giving it a gentle feel as whoever had been sucking it previously, gently melted away back into the throng of the room beyond.

"Very much so," I told her. "As is my wife. She's somewhere over there, amidst all that," I directed, though again the platforms beyond seemed to be a sea of people and vivid colors, all climbing over and around everyone as they switched placed, sucked or fucked, or did whatever the hell they felt like doing to whoever while they were there.

"Yeah, I can imagine she might be there for a while. You should try that yourself, quite the experience really if you're open-minded enough," she added. I could certainly see why it would be, already wondering if I was...or could.

"We'll see," I said instead. Not quite ready to venture quite that far.

"Well, like I said earlier, if you're interested, I'd love it if you and your wife would care to join Charlie and I later back at our bungalow, say about an hour from now?" She asked. She quickly gave me directions on how and where to find it. I was actually looking forward to that, and told her that by hook or crook, we'd be there, and then stood watching as she moved off, quickly disappearing back into the crowd from which she came. It was time to go in search of my wife.

**

Though it took a few minutes, I eventually found her. To my surprise, she was currently engaged with the bright pink painted pussy I'd been fingering earlier, the two of them happily engaged there on the bed, going down on one another. I squeezed in between them and another couple, with a woman sitting on some guys cock, another near her as she sucked on what almost looked like a candy-cane cock, just managing to speak loud enough into my wife's ear so she could hear above the noise, letting her know I had run into Diane, and that we'd been invited over later.

"Sweet," she told me. "But since you're here...there's something I would love to see and do," she told me, rolling me over onto my back, and then directing our pink pussy friend to climb up and over me, hovering just above me briefly as Carol wrapped her hand around my blue cock colored Smurf, though it was already starting to lose some of its design and color from all the surrounding moisture perhaps as it slowly and gradually dissolved. Even then, it was still odd enough, seeing it as Carol introduced it into that bright pink pussy of our mutual friend, teasing her with it, before sliding it all the way up inside, where it completely disappeared, only the pink lips of the woman's cunt now showing, as though having swallowed it. It felt heavenly. And even more so when minutes later, the two of them then knelt side by side, sucking and licking me together until I came in a massive eruption of undeniable satisfied lust and desire, splurging the two of them in what I knew, had to have been a copious amount of nut-cream. Almost reluctantly, the two of us soon extricated ourselves, and wandered back outside, showering off first at the exit, once again clean and refreshed as we wandered over to another nearby bar for a drink and refreshment before heading over to where Diane's place was according to the directions she'd given me. And though I had certainly had a nice orgasm myself, as had my wife...two of them in fact while she'd been likewise engaged, we were already looking forward to the hopefully even longer evening ahead with Diane and her friend. There was just something about watching my wife with her, not to mention two gorgeous looking Shemales, that was already stiffening my cock as we sat there just thinking about it.

It didn't take long before we found ourselves standing there outside the door to Diane and Charlie's bungalow. Charlie answered the door. Her long blonde hair hanging down her neck over her shoulders, almost perfectly framing her medium sized breasts with pink tipped nipples so pale, they almost disappeared into the rest of her succulent looking titty flesh.

"Come in! Glad you decided to come by tonight," she announced stepping back. Carol entered, and I followed, taking in the decor as we did. Diane, sitting in what obviously was a sunken hot-tub, right there in the middle of their bedroom. A bit surprised, there was another guy with them who I hadn't seen before. Diane introduced him as Jack, one of the resort owners, but more behind the scenes rather than up in front with the rest of the staff.

"Hope you don't mind additional company," she questioned, though neither of us did actually. The only thing I was suddenly taking into account here, was the fact there was actually four cocks present, and only one pussy. Interesting odds, even if there were still three sets of breasts.

"Come in...join us," Charlie led, stepping back down inside the tub as Carol and I followed. There was plenty of room, as Jack now poured everyone a glass of wine, passing those around.

Admittedly, I was now growing curious as to how this could possibly all work out, if at all. And then Diane once again, surprised us. Though what she had said, still took a moment or two, to register. I'd been sitting there in the tub between Diane and my wife, Charlie sitting just across from me, with Jack sitting next to her. He'd been toying with her cock almost the entire time, she'd been playing with his as well, so they were both nice and hard, as was I...just watching them.

"By the way...you might be interested to know. Charlie's not exactly the same as me...I mean I am as they say, a Shemale yes, a chick with a dick, or a guy with tits, however you want to look at it. But Charlie here, she's something uniquely special. She has a pussy and a cock, she's what they call a true Hermaphrodite."

"I'm sorry. What?" I asked. I mean I had heard the term before yes, and had a vague awareness of what she had meant by that. But to be honest, I had never even seen one before, not even in a movie, book or magazine, strange as that may sound. So I had no real clue what was really meant by that.

"It's probably easier to explain if you just have a look for yourself," Charlie announced, suddenly standing up in the tub, and then walking over towards us. What I of course saw was her somewhat moderate to small sized, though very hard dick leading the way. It was certainly adequate enough to pretty much do anything one could do with a cock, even if it was barely five inches or so, but it wasn't that that caught me so much by surprise, as when she stood there in front of us, spreading her legs, literally lifting her cock off to one side and out of the way for a better view. Charlie indeed had a cunt too...complete with a cute little clitoris, she virtually had NO balls, which was likewise an interesting sight, just this hard stiff penis, that seemed to be coming out of the same area her pussy would be, her clit tucked just beneath where the ball sack would normally be. However, there was no denying the fact, she had swollen, hot looking cunt lips, and what was definitely, a woman's sheath sitting just below all that. 

I had to ask. "So can you...?"

Charlie laughed, shaking her head yes. "I sure as hell can, and I can some both ways because of it too. So yes, in case you're wondering, I do squirt, from my prick, not as much as most men I know, but I do. But I also squirt through my pussy too, and in fact I do admit to having even more intense orgasms that way. Though the best ones, is when I'm being fucked, and or fucking someone else, or at the very least, someone sucking me off while I'm doing that."

I could only imagine. And then I was.

"So does that even out the odds for you a bit better?" Charlie actually asked, as though having read my mind earlier. Admittedly I felt myself blushing at that, but then answered her truthfully.

"Actually, I was thinking something else. Like Carol and I discussed earlier, we're here to explore our sexuality, sensuality...and though there may indeed be a 'few' things I haven't done or experienced as yet, part of simply being here, is about that. Discovery. And I dare say, now having met the two of you, there seems to be a great deal worth discovering here."

"And on that note," Diane stated stepping out of the tub, grabbing up a handful of big soft fluffy bath towels to dry off with, she turned to us. "What say we head into the bedroom in order to get more comfortable, and do just that?"

I looked over at the nice sized bed in this room.

"No, that's where Charlie and I sleep...not where we like to play. That's in an entirely different room, follow me."

We did that, soon standing in a room twice the size of this one, with what appeared to be, a double King-sized bed sitting there in the middle of the room. I'd never seen anything so big before in my entire life, it was even larger than the platform I had been on back at the Black Hole.

"Come here Brian," Charlie said beckoning to me. "Come fuck my cunt, find out for yourself, just how real it really is. And at the same time Carol, once he's indeed inside me, how about you climbing on board my prick, so the three of us can start off experiencing a nice time together?"

I was for damn sure looking forward to this, and soon knelt, the hard knob of my prick even then probing and teasing that hot wet opening of Charlie's cunt, the sight of her stiff hard dick sticking upwards just beyond that an amazing sight, especially as Carol quickly came over, sliding down over the top of that, allowing me to see the woman's prick now fully and completely disappearing inside my wife's cunt, as I now disappeared fully and completely into hers. There was no difference, definitely pussy, and a really nice tight and slippery one too!

Diane and Jack crawled up into the enormous sized bed next to us, Diane immediately leaning over to begin toying with, and sucking my wife's tits, while Jack leaned over, doing the same to Charlie. It was a fantastic sight, especially fucking her now, and watching her as I did, as she in turn thrust her cock inside my wife's cunt. Most amazing thing I had ever seen, and certainly unlike anything I ever thought I'd experience.

Eventually, Carol spun around as I knew she'd do, taking my cock out of Charlie, and placing it against her own prick, where she proceeded to suck the two of us together, simultaneously as she did. Something she loved doing, so I knew that eventually, she would be, just as she was doing now. And...in doing so, that of course afforded another change to take place, which Diane was just as quick to act upon. Now kneeling over my wife, Diane inserted her long, slim cock inside my wife's pussy as she began fucking her. And then Jack, not to be left out, somehow managed to saddle up behind Diane, his prick easily slipping up inside the woman's ass. It was again another interesting little daisy-chain we had going here, that was not only hot as hell to feel, but to hear and watch too. So many decadent, delicious dirty sounds streaming forth, that it was all I could do to keep myself from coming all too quickly here.




Hotel Californication Ch. 03



I lost track of the number of positions we tried, things we did, but each one seemed to stretch not only the imagination, but gradually whittled away at whatever hang ups or reservations I might have had. This was simply too intense, too erotic a moment and opportunity to ignore. Though the one that simply did it for me, in spades, was when Carol eased herself down over Charlie's cock again, this time taking it in her ass, and then Diane, slipping hers inside my wife's pussy, the two of them now giving Carol something she'd always wanted to enjoy and experience, though I also knew, doing it like this was well beyond even her own imaging's.

While the three of them fucked together, I knelt next to Diane, who so wonderfully sucked my cock, Jack feeding his to my wife, his stiff thick prick slipping in and out of my wife's face as she went crazy there beneath us. I'm not sure I had ever seen her this aroused before, but it was a real treat to see, the spittle drooling from her mouth, soaking the sheets on the bed as she sucked, slavered, and ensured that Jack was being given most likely the best blowjob of his entire life.

I was getting fucking close now though, and she knew it, backing off just a bit, turning towards Jack. "Come here baby, I need you. I need you both, come and give it to me...as Brian here's about to unleash his treat."

Jack scurried over, now kneeling next to me as Diane took each one of us in hand. Within moments, she was rubbing the head of our dicks against one another playfully, which admittedly felt damn fucking good.

"Oh my god! I need to watch this!" Carol cried out, sitting up some, though somehow still managing to fuck one cock, while still being fucked by another without missing a beat.

"Whenever you're ready," she told us. "I want to see you cum on one another, after which, I'll then finishing sucking and licking the two of you off."

"Like I said..." Carol stated again, "Because I'm gonna cum so fucking hard watching you do that!" She informed everyone.

I was again in brand new territory here, but it felt too good, and was too damn nasty to really think about yet. Feeling Diane's hand so playfully stroking and fondling my cock, all the while rubbing it back and forth, up and down, side to side against Jack's equally hard prick was an unusual, but almost earth shattering sensation. I couldn't have held out if I'd tried, and didn't. Simply unleashing moments later a torrent of spunk that flew from the tip of my prick in massive spurts that soon covered, creaming the head and shaft of Jack's cock, which only then did he in kind reciprocate, as he began doing the same thing to mine.

Sure enough, Carol cried out in orgasmic bliss, and as she did, her own liquid explosion, and this time a BIG one, suddenly finding it's way out and around Diane's cock, covering the woman's still thrusting prick with my wife's feminine joy-juice, as true to her word, Diane once again placed our two cocks together again, side-by-side, sucking them in, and now cleaning them off.

We more or less finished the night with Charlie dumping a rather nice load inside my wife's ass shortly after that, as had Diane in her pussy, and then the two of them, switching places, eating one another's cum out of my wife's opening as she had yet again another orgasm during that process. I was surprised to find myself getting hard again, watching this, though so was Jack as he and I looked over and down at the girls still going at it.

"I need to suck that," he told me.

"Yeah, me too," I said surprising myself. But then again the night had been full of surprises, and it still wasn't over with yet either.

To be continued...



Hotel Californication Ch. 04



Even now, I'm not sure things would have happened the way they did had it not been for one simple act that seemed to intrigue me when it did. Perhaps it was also the fact that Charlie, for all intense and purposes, was both. Male and Female, in every sense of the word that made that final hurdle so much easier for me. Jumping into something that up until now, I had only thought about, considered, but never really saw myself as actually doing. Whatever hang ups, prejudices, or self doubts about my own masculinity, for whatever reason, seemed no longer important. Like Carol and I had long ago discussed, this weekend for us was about experimentation, self discovery, exploration. We had come here with an open-mind and attitude towards that. Maybe it would only be a one-time thing, whatever happened. But we'd already made that agreement to see, to do...and then take things one day at a time after that.

When Diane climbed between Charlie's legs, spreading them, and began sliding that long slim cock up and down her wet pink slit, as I said before, I was both excited and intrigued, watching as I crawled over next to the two of them.  I gently wrapped my hand around Charlie's dick and began stroking it. And as I mentioned, though it wasn't a very big cock, it was damn fucking hard, swollen purple as the pre-cum oozed from her prick-tip, which I then smeared about the small little helmet of what she jokingly referred to as her "clit-cock". Doing this, still watching as Diane's Shemale prick continued to spear slowly in and out of that succulent cunt, hearing it...listening, seeing the almost frothy white juice Charlie was secreting as it clung to it was an erotic, amazing sight. Still holding onto her cock with one hand, I reached down with the other, quickly locating her female clit, just below the shaft I was holding onto. I pinched it gingerly between my fingers, pulling on it sweetly, rolling it, still stroking as Diane fucked. Up until now, both Carol and Jack content to sit by watching all this as well. Though within moments, my wife soon joined me, now easing down on the opposite side of where Charlie lay. Placing her hand on Charlie's prick, which we now shared, she simply looked at me, smiling...and then offered it towards me. Without thought, without any further hesitation on my part whatsoever, I let her feed it to me, drawing it fully and deeply inside my mouth, sucking it.

"Oh fuck! Oh my god that's so good! So fucking good!" Charlie cried out. "Holy fucking shit!" She exclaimed once again.

Carol and I now began sharing her cock together, kissing one another deeply, passionately, with Charlie's stiff hard prick sandwiched between us. Our lips meeting, wrapping themselves around her shaft as we traveled up and down along it's length, teasing her. I was so involved, so consumed by this, that initially, I didn't even feel or realize it when I now felt the additional sensation of someone now sucking on my cock. I briefly glanced down and over, realizing as I did, that it was now Jack who had positioned himself down between my legs, my prick fully engulfed inside his working mouth as he pleasured me deliriously. I simply gave myself over to the experience, in both what I was feeling, and doing. It was a unique situation perhaps, and one that I am still not sure I would have ever done or attempted, but given the circumstance, and the incredibly sensual, sexy people we were with, it felt perfectly natural, and beyond any previous erotic encounter or experience that either Carol or I both, had ever known.

**

When the time came, literally...I didn't even think about what was obviously about to happen. It had always been illogical to me, by my way of thinking anyway, that if Carol enjoyed sucking my cock, drinking my cum, why would I then have any sort of aversion to that myself? After all, it was me...it was my own essence, and why should I be squeamish about something like that, especially as she wasn't, nor more than I was for her licking her juice whenever she came like that. It was a short time after we had actually been together that I had filled her pussy full of cream, and then surprised her...quite delightedly I might add, having her then sit on my face, where I devoured her again, licking out all of my cream from her cunt. She had climaxed again, even more forcefully this time, informing me later, that that had been one of the most powerful, intense orgasms she had ever known. Just something about my doing that for her, seemed to enhance the experience for her, knowing that I had done so, without fear and without reservation. Like I said, that wasn't a problem for me, it would have been too illogical for me otherwise.

But here yes, this was a little different perhaps, no real idea of what to expect, though I was again not really thinking in those immediate terms at the moment. I was sharing a very intimate, erotic moment with my wife, the two of us still kissing, licking and simultaneously sucking Charlie's cock together, Jack likewise wonderfully sucking on mine. When Charlie suddenly cried out, her ecstasy and pleasure imminent, I was fully prepared for it. 

The first spurt caught Carol and I both by surprise, watching the thin little streamer of white spunk suddenly shooting out the end of her dick. Carol quickly mouthed it, catching the second one, and then almost as quickly passing it back to me as I caught the third and forth very creamy shots in my own mouth. It wasn't so unlike my own either, a bit salty, and yet sweet in a way as I swallowed, now passing it back, though Carol's climax no longer as forceful perhaps, her cream just barely oozing out of her cock as Carol and I now danced around her cock-tip with our tongues, cleaning her up. It was here though however, that Diane now to joined us, likewise screaming out her own impending ecstasy, her somewhat longer slimmer prick now lurching, spurting, adding her own creamy sauce to the mix, which Carol and I again shared, taking it, rubbing her still spilling cock against Charlie's as we held the two of them together, licking and once again cleaning the two of them off.

My own orgasmic pleasure already well on the way, Charlie and Jack now slathering my cock together, the way we'd been doing, as I poured what felt like a gallon of cum down their two sucking mouths. It had indeed been one of the most intensely satisfying orgasms I had ever known.

**

It was well past three in the morning by the time we had stumbled back to our room. And though the sounds of the night had quieted down around us somewhat, you could still hear occasional laughter, the sounds of people still fucking, partying inside their rooms as we collapsed tiredly into our bed, and soon after fell asleep.

When I woke, the sun was obviously well up by now, though it wasn't quite nine o'clock yet. Carol and I had also had the foresight to have scheduled and ordered room-service for breakfast that morning, rather than trying to get up early and attend the buffet, though I wouldn't have been surprised to discover hardly anyone else there either. And though it had been a long, almost exhausting evening, I still found myself curiously refreshed, and magnificently horny, laying there once again with a stiff hard penis in hand, wondering if I should wake her, and do something about it when we both heard the knock on the door.

"Room service!" Someone had announced, though appearing to be a female voice by the sound of it.

I rolled out of bed, for a moment looking for something to wear, and then laughed at myself, reaching and opening the door, my hard stiff cock pointing directly out in front of me as I did. There was indeed a young petite woman standing there, with smallish, though very perky breasts, a small tuft of golden blonde hair just above her cunt lips, almost winking at me. A young man with her, holding onto another tray of pastries and coffee, which Carol had indeed ordered the day before. They both smiled, passing by me, entering the room and then heading straight out onto the deck, placing several plates of food down for us to enjoy at our leisure. By now, Carol sitting up in bed wiping the sleep from her eyes, and yet still looking sultry, if not just as horny as I was.

"Would you care for a morning blow-job with your coffee?" She asked.

And suddenly, that sounded like a sensational idea, which Carol quickly agreed to as well, as the two of us sat down, chairs facing out and away. Kimberly, the cute little brunet with the perky tits, placing a large comfy pillow down on the ground before me, now sucking my prick as I sat pouring Carol and I coffee. Pete, the younger man who'd come in with her, now doing the same thing in front of Carol, now licking and teasing her split, the two of us sitting side-by-side, table, coffee and croissants between us, and each one of us being licked and sucked all the while.

"God, does it get any better than this?" I asked, looking out at the glorious morning, the beautiful manicured grounds beyond, already people wandering about looking for new adventure no doubt.

"I don't know...kind of hard to beat last night, that's for damn sure!" Carol quipped, reaching out to place her hand on the back of Pete's head, pressing him a bit more firmly against herself as he drew my wife's clit between his lips, gently chewing and sucking it. "But this aint half bad either," she giggled hotly, enjoying it as she took a bite of her strawberry filled pastry, and then making an obscene display with it as she lapped at some of the whipped cream frosting letting it dangle on the tip of her tongue for me. "And it was fucking hot...doing that with you too," she added. "It was WAY fucking hot, and I am so hoping that we'll be able to do that with those guys again."

"Yeah, me too," I honestly admitted. And really hoped that we would.

"So, what's on the agenda this morning after all this?"

Carol looked at her watch. It was by now nearing ten o'clock. "Oh that's right! I almost forgot! I looked in the brochure we were given, and actually scheduled a cum-massage for this morning, it looked interesting."

"A cum massage? You're kidding!? What's that?"

"Oh she's gonna love that!" Kimberly quipped briefly removing my cock from her mouth. I try to schedule one of those myself every now and again when I can, it's really quite sensual and erotic, which I'm sure you'll find out. And damn hot to watch too, though you can certainly participate. Usually the more the merrier, and the better, which is why they usually set the table up out here, which I'm sure they will, just in case anyone else wants to drop by, which they usually do."

I gave half a notion to not coming, but then changed my mind, as good as Kimberly's mouth was, it was too much of a temptation to pass up.

"I'd like to cum on your tits," I informed her looking down as she now held my shaft between them, running it back and forth, over and around those sweet hard nipples of hers.

"I'd like that," she said. 

"And I'd like to see it," Carol added to that, though she was already in the midst of having an orgasm as Pete continued sucking my wife's clit, now likewise finger-fucking her as she sat there looking on. I was soon pouring another delightful creamy load all over the young woman's breasts. Once they were indeed and completely saturated, I was again surprised as Pete now came over, standing in front of her, now licking them off until he had thoroughly cleaned them off.

"Is there anything else the two of us can do for you?" They asked.

"No, thank you. That was perfect, delightful breakfast, and nice way to start off the new day."

"Very well, enjoy your morning cum-massage then, they should be here soon and get things set up for you," she added, and then the two of them left.

We sat finishing our delicious breakfast when again another knock came on the door. Four men and two women entering the room, carrying what appeared to be a standard massage table, which they indeed set up out on the deck next to us, placing fresh crisp sheets upon it. The women were both Asian, very beautiful and attractive with their long dark hair, one with considerably large breasts for an Asian woman, and the other much more typically smaller, though I was taken in by the dark alluring coloring of their respective nipples and areolas. The smaller breasted woman's nipples quite thick and long surprisingly, and already firmly erect.

Carol was then invited to climb up onto the table where the two women then heated up some oil, pouring that onto her and began working it into her skin, one starting at her feet, the other her head, working towards one another. The four men, two on each side, now standing there stroking away at their hard stiff cocks as I sat looking on, enjoying this as they did that, finding myself suddenly getting hard again as well, though I wasn't sure how much I'd actually contribute to any of this when the time came. "But I'd certainly do what I could," I laughed to myself.

Obviously, these guys were hand-picked for their unique special abilities as Carol and I were about to find out, though not before being pleased to see Steven and Marsha emerge from their room only a short distance away, spotting us, and then curiously wandering over. Though it was indeed nice to see them again.

"Cool!" Marsha quipped, was wondering about getting one of these myself, now I can actually watch it before hand."

"Feel free to join in too," one of the women spoke. "That's in fact part of the experience as long as no one else minds."

"Don't mind at all," Carol moaned softly, just as the first one of the four men standing around her began to pump out what eventually took on epic proportions. I'd never seen so much cum pouring out all at once from any one single prick before, though this was soon added to rather quickly, as one man after the other suddenly began to erupt as well, my wife's body suddenly covered in thick streamers of white hot sticky spunk that almost entirely covered her from her chest down to her toes.

The two Asian women continued to go about their assigned tasks, massaging in all that hot sweet cream into my wife's body, though the four men soon after left. Marsha now jacking off her husband's cock, Steven taking delight in aiming it directly against my wife's juicy wide-open split as moment's later, he add his cream to the mix, dousing my wife's hard succulent clit, which one of the gals then began massaging more directly, working it specifically for her like that, driving Carol nuts as she did. Another couple passing by, stopping for a moment, looking on, and then likewise invited to join us if they cared to. Not too surprisingly he did, and though he didn't offer up much, no doubt as spent from the night, or mornings activity as I was, he still yet added a dollop or two of cream to each one of my wife's nipples before the couple once again moved on.

It was over all a much enjoyable experience to have seen and witnessed, especially when Carol eventually had one of her more liquid orgasms, liberally spraying her pussy juice all over the breasts of the larger breasted woman who at this point in time, was actually holding one of those magnificent beauties against my wife's cunt, actually masturbating her with it when she came.

"Whew, that was really, really nice! Thank you!" She exclaimed, and then was pampered again as the women washed and dried her off, a nice pink glow on her skin as she all but melted into full and complete relaxation afterwards. "Now I think I'm going to take a little nap," she informed me.

No surprise there. I would have too. But, I was now interested in seeing what else that this place had to offer, deciding to head on down to the pool for a refreshing dip before joining up with Carol later over lunch.

I was a bit surprised to find the pool area as busy as it was, though for the most part, most people there seemed to simply be relaxing and enjoying the morning sun. One or two couples sharing large float rafts together, though only one of those couples actually fucking as they did. Still it was fun to watch as I ordered up a Bloody Mary from the bar, and then sat back in one of the many available float chairs to enjoy it, again looking on as the couple fucked nearby. A young woman, simply passing by stopping briefly to fondle my cock for a bit, before moving on again, though I noticed she seemed to be purposely making the rounds, doing that to as many men, and even some women as she could before moving on again. It was just as interesting watching her doing that too as it was watching the couple next to me, though another man soon joined the two of them, and took turns with her partner fucking her back and forth. I was surprised after the mornings activities that I was becoming as aroused as I was, soon sitting there cock in one hand, drink in the other.

"Hi, good morning. Care if I join you?"

It took me a moment for me to realize who it was that was speaking to me, and then I did. It was Debra, the woman I had met at the table during the cocktail party, the one with the really big clit.

"Not at all, I'd enjoy the company," I announced quite happily, not at all embarrassed or shy about sitting there the way I was, cock in hand, all nice and hard as I held it, gently stroking it. Debra too, in her own float chair, though she nosed it around, now facing me, bringing it towards me, docking it with mine. Her feet soon after coming up in order to reposition themselves over the armrest of my chair, effectively making it easy for her to spread herself, her legs now spread widely once more. That clit of hers already poking out so invitingly as she reached down and began toying with it, almost as though she too had a cock, and could jerk it off much as I was doing.

With very little effort, we both scooted forward in our chairs just enough that I could actually reach down, taking my cock, and now rubbing it directly against that massive clit. We sat there, each one of us fondling ourselves, though rubbing ourselves back and forth against one another. Shortly, the three people who'd now been watching slipped off their mattress and came over. Asking if they could help out, which we delightfully agreed to. Debra enjoying a nice tit massage by the two men, while the woman now took over for me, taking my cock in hand, now rubbing it directly and with ease against Debra's clit as I in turn reached up, sucking and fondling this woman's tits.

"You mind terribly if I suck on that for a bit after he's cum on it?" The woman asked. "I've never seen a clit this big before, let alone sucked on one like this, and I'm dying to try it!"

"Be my guest!" Debra cried playfully, though we were both still enjoying the manipulation of my prick against her clit, though I was soon indeed spurting out a surprisingly large portion of spunk onto it, shortly after that. I soon moved away, though not too far so that I could watch, as the woman now bent over, standing there in the pool, drawing Debra's clit between her lips, my cum still clinging to it as she began lapping away at it with her tongue, causing Debra to bounce almost spasmodically there in the water. And then as she did that, reaching out, taking both men standing next to her in hand, placing each of their cocks inside her mouth, sucking the two of them together. She came, just as they did, the two of them shooting off almost simultaneously, Debra actually having difficulty taking them both, though somehow she did.

Thoroughly satisfied, if not once again exhausted, I decided to head back to our room, clean up, take a shower and soon after join my wife for lunch, already looking forward to even more afternoon adventures.

It didn't take long to discover that either. Much to my delightful surprise.

**

I stepped back into our room, expecting to find my wife asleep, still resting, but instead heard the sound of the shower running instead, deciding to join her as I entered the large bathroom area, that had a shower big enough to easily accommodate six comfortably. And that's when I noticed, she wasn't alone. There were two others with her inside there, both women, and since there was no need for any kind of enclosure the way the showers had been built, all three greeted me with smiles on their faces as I came in, though I hadn't seen either of the other women before, up until now anyway.




Hotel Californication Ch. 04



"Hi baby, this is Darcy and Jolene...our other neighbors next door to us. They're lesbians, so hope you don't mind if you don't really join us, though they said earlier if you came back early, you were certainly welcome to watch. I was more than happy to just do that anyway, too early yet after what I'd just been through to even consider getting it up again so early, though just the sight of my wife and these two sexy looking women already had my cock stirring at the thought.

Jolene dropped back down to her knees between my wife's legs, licking and sucking her cunt, Darcy now standing behind, fondling and cupping my wife's breasts while she did that. Carol was indeed in seventh-heaven, enjoying the attention of both women, who soon after switched places with her, Carol now doing to Darcy, what Jolene had been doing to her. I had always enjoyed watching Carol with another woman, and this was indeed such a treat, now nonchalantly sitting there on the bench seat across the way from the three of them, slowly stroking myself, without intention, merely enjoying the show as they continued.

With another bench seat across the way from the one I was sitting at, the three of them soon climbed out of the shower, still wet, moving over towards it. I wondered briefly as to what they were up to, though it mattered not as they soon slid into position, again...something else I so wonderfully enjoyed seeing, and which would no doubt leave me rock-hard, and seriously considering having another orgasm myself. 

Darcy and my wife had slid easily into a 'scissors' position there on the bench, cunt to cunt, now grinding, humping against one another as Jolene eased herself down over my wife's face on the opposite end. Sitting there watching Carol's pink tongue as it slithered inside the woman's pussy, seeing her actually chewing on, and sucking in the woman's rather long delicate labia was hot as hell. That...and hearing once again the obvious flow of juices, which I knew damn well Carol was producing, as slick sounds became even more and more obvious. Darcy and Carol grinding against one another, clit to clit, cunt to cunt, my hand flying away, up and down my shaft like a jack-hammer now, every intention of working another one off, come hell or high water while seeing all this. I doubted I had ever come this many times, or in so short of a time in my entire life, but I was again constantly reminded of the new found sensuality I was discovering here.

And I was also in for another nice surprise as well. Darcy too, was quite the squirter as it turned out, even more so than I'd seen Carol manage to do in times past. Announcing it in fact, for everyone's benefit, though specifically mine perhaps, she cried out in anticipated glee a few moment's later, her words, decadent, dirty and hot, paving the way to orgasmic bliss, all the way around for everyone.

I had already seen four guys, and more...drop more cum on my wife than I had thought humanly possible to even witness. And now, here again...watching one woman, so thoroughly saturate and spray my wife from one single pussy was amazing. I began to wonder if what I was actually seeing was some sort of a trick, as just when I was sure she had to be nearing completion, there would come another, and yet again another of these long clear streamers of girl juice, pumping out, cascading down over my wife, along with Jolene as well. Darcy was literally and figuratively speaking, raining cum-juice down on top of the two of them.

"Hurry, come here, if you'd like to feel this," she said looking over towards me. "There's still a bit left if you'd like."

I wasn't about to pass that up, hurriedly standing walking over as she spun around on the bench, surprising me to some extent, actually taking my cock in her hand, holding against her cunt as she once again squirted one or two more, her juices bathing my prick, as she slicked it back and forth in her hand.

Carol sat up in order to watch, and then as Darcy finally finished coming herself, actually held it for her, feeding my prick to Carol, who now sucked it. Ok, so there wasn't much...I mean after all, but it felt fucking good nevertheless, Darcy holding my prick for my wife, Jolene still holding onto and fondling Carol's tits as she did that.

I was starting to wonder if we'd ever make it out of here to actually go to lunch. Though we soon said good-byes, finished my own shower, and then actually dawned ourselves in the soft terry-cloth robes we'd been provided, and proceeded downstairs to the restaurant. 

We enjoyed a light simple lunch, once again met a new group of interesting people, and looked over the itinerary for the Lingerie Ball scheduled for that evening. It promised to be interesting, as I was sure it would be. More fucking than dancing actually perhaps by the looks of it, but that too was what this was really all about after all. A black, cock-tie affair for the men, and sexy lingerie for the women as we all came together out on the massive expanse of the dance-floor later.

I was also pleased to see both Diane and Charlie heading towards us after we had finished up with lunch.

"Make sure you save a dance or two for us later," they stated. And I had no intention of doing anything but that, already looking forward to it more than even I realized.

To be continued...



Hotel Californication Ch. 05



Dinner was at seven, the "Lingerie Ball", at nine. I had just stepped out of the shower when Carol came into the bathroom to finish getting ready. She held what appeared to be some sort of personal invitation in her hand.

"What's that?"

She opened it reading. And then smiling. "It would seem we've been given a special invitation to dine tonight with Diane, Charlie, Jack...and someone named Charles Anderson the third."

I looked at her in disbelief. Not for being invited to sit with them at their table, but that I recognized the name. Truly, this couldn't be the same person I was thinking of. The Charles Anderson I knew and had read about, was a State Senator. I started toweling off, figuring we'd find out soon enough, though if it was him that was actually here, I was more than a bit surprised at his willingness to even be here. Though I also knew he wasn't currently married, so even if he was, there wasn't much that I figured anyone could try and use against him. As powerful a man as he was, I know I sure as hell wouldn't want to be the one to take him on.

"Hey, thought you were wearing that black outfit you showed me?" I asked as Carol began slipping into a rather nasty looking red camisole that hugged her tits quite nicely, especially the way her hard nipples were already pressing against the tight thin material as she pulled it down over her charms. All she put on besides that was a matching garter and shear stockings, no panties, officially meeting the only real criteria as being "accessible" during the ball.

"Changed my mind," she said simply, though I didn't mind at all seeing her dressed in red instead. I honestly liked this look better than I think I'd have liked her in the black negligee she'd brought along. It might not have been quite as revealing upstairs...but the way those tits of hers looked through the red tight top she had on, was even more sexy and alluring.

I put on my simple black tie, and we were all ready to go.

**

A few minutes later we had entered the Ball Room - Dining area and immediately spotted Diane and Charlie sitting up on stage at was obviously one of the head tables sharing a cocktail together. Neither Jack, nor "Charles" was present, but it was early yet. Like the girls, Carol and I had come early as well in order to sit and have a few cocktails before dinner actually got started. Seeing us the moment we came in, they immediately waved us over to join them. As they both stood in greeting, I couldn't help notice, and drool slightly over the way they both looked. Like Carol, Diane too looked hot as hell, her attire a bit unusual perhaps, wearing a black bow tie, much like mine, though she also had one what appeared to be a white satin bra, with nipple cut-outs, her gorgeous tits poking through, though that wasn't the only thing that was either. She wore bright red crotch less panties, and though her cock wasn't exactly hard, it was thickly firm, hanging down almost invitingly between her legs.

Charlie was dressed somewhat similarly, a red bow tie, though she wore no bra. Her tits were bound however, already looking a bit swollen, almost purple with some sort of red sash binding them together, which looked provocative as hell. Though much like Carol had worn, Charlie too wore white garters and stockings, her own smaller cock, was just barely concealed behind what appeared to be a matching white thong. We ordered drinks and then turned our attention back to the throng of people slowly moving in and finding their seats. As they did, I began to notice something, that up until now, hadn't really dawned on me, nor had I actually questioned it, especially when I looked over and saw that Darcy and Jolene had just come walking in. Both girls were completely naked, though all either had on, or was wearing was a white bow tie. As I began glancing about, I noticed that a great deal of men, and some few women wore black lingerie, or ties, a larger majority wearing red, both men and women, and then like with Darcy and Jolene only white, though those numbers seemed far fewer in appearance.

"Ok, obviously...I missed something," I commented looking over at the girls and my wife and then nodded back over to where Darcy and Jolene were sitting down as an obvious gay couple came over to join them, the guys likewise just wearing white bow ties and nothing else.

"You must have," Diane quipped, chuckling. "Frankly, I was surprised to see you wearing a black bow tie, and not a red one at this point."

I looked over at my wife. She just shook her head both smiling and frowning at me. "If you'd have read through everything, you'd have know what that means," she said shaking her head once again. "And actually I was sort of wondering the same thing myself, but decided it was up to you what color you personally chose to wear."

It didn't take being a rocket scientist to figure things out after that, though Diane quickly explained things to me anyway. 

"It makes things a lot easier for everyone, especially during the actual ball," she began. "Obviously, those who are wearing only white, are letting you know they prefer 'intimate' sex as we call it, only with members of their same sex. And black of course, just the opposite. Strictly heterosexual as it were." She again purposely glanced towards the black tie I had on, frowning. "And red of course...means you're cool either way. But since you are wearing black tonight, does that mean...?"

Once again Carol laughed. "I did in fact buy you a red bow tie as well, it's back in the room if you'd like me to go and get it," she giggled. "Just wasn't sure if you'd be in the frame of mind to actually wear that particular color just yet."

I had also noticed, that most of the staff, like Diane and Charlie, seemed to be wearing all three colors, and though I wasn't sure of any real significance of that, knowing these two so well already, it seemed rather obvious even then.

"I think I'll stick with the black tie for now, no rules about crossing over any lines later now is there? Just because I start out wearing black?"

"No," Charlie chuckled as well. "In fact, you'd be surprised at the number of people wearing black now, who come back wearing only red the next time they come here to stay with us. I am sure that by the end of the evening, color, regardless...won't be much of an issue either way, as I'm sure you'll soon see. And like the rules state to begin with, once out on the floor, everyone is free to touch anyone, regardless of what color they have on. The only thing we honor, along with anyone else...is the intimate rule. No intercourse, or oral with anyone that you're simply not interested in being with according to the colors you're wearing. Everyone here respects and honors that. But again, regardless of anyone's sexual orientation, fondling, a bit of groping and caressing, that sort of thing is perfectly acceptable and clearly defined in the terms of the evening's event."

"And besides, once the 'ball' actually starts, and with everyone out there on the crowded dance floor, you'll find it's almost impossible not to run around bumping and groping everyone else out there anyway," Diane added to that.

"So black for now then," I said sitting back comfortably sipping on my cocktail, figuring that I wouldn't be at all surprised to see Jack wearing a red bow tie, though I was also now wondering. If Charles was "the" Charles, what color would he then have on?" I was indeed curious to find out.

**

As part of the evening's entertainment during the dinner hour, the resort had their own version of the "Blue Men Crew," as they were called. Four guys that I would later find out, painted in blue as opposed to wearing any sort of costumes, and each one purportedly with nothing less than at least a nine inch cock, which they ran around through the audience, performing with much to the delight of everyone, based on some of the special tricks they enjoyed performing with those enormous sized cocks of there. The groups leader in fact, actually sporting one that Diane claimed she had herself personally measured the last time they had come here and performed, tell us that his prick in fact measured fourteen inches! Though she candidly added to that, it didn't get any bigger than that either, nor really very hard, which I guess in a way was somewhat understandable. Having a prick that big, even somewhat flaccid, would take some real doing to get much blood flowing constantly into a monster like that. I had read somewhere where guys who were actually that big, seemed to experience that particular difficulty. So I for one, though certainly not below average in size, was perfectly happy with the equipment I'd been blessed with. Not to mention the fact that so far, Carol had never complained, nor had anyone else for that matter. If anything, stamina, and my ability to experience several orgasms during the course of an evening, actually put me a little above par as far as that went.

Still, I was already curious and looking forward to the evenings entertainment when the Blue Men Crew came out and began entertaining everyone later.

There was just time enough for another round of cocktails before dinner service was to begin, when once again Diane motioned, nodding at Charlie as the two of them stood, and then Carol and I did, joining them. Sure enough, Jack was walking towards us, wearing a red bow tie. And with him, was in fact the State Senator himself, Charles Anderson the third. And he was wearing of all things, a red and white striped bow tie, with a blue field and white stars. And I honestly wasn't really sure what the hell that that meant. But, he was naked...that much was clearly showing. Though I'd have also been hard pressed to actually find his dick.

**

Dinner as usual was excellent, as was the floor show as the Blue Guys with their big dicks ran around the audience thrilling and teasing everyone. They had ended their entertainment with what could only be described as the wildest drumming I had ever seen performed, especially considering the 'drum-sticks' they used when doing that.

But dinner had certainly been interesting in another way as well. Unlike the movies where you see scenes where this woman, or that one fumbles secretly with either the guy sitting next to her, or across from her, or visa...versa. This was pretty much expected to happen here. Between bites, sips of drinks, everyone seemed to be reaching out, enjoying themselves, as well as their dinner partners throughout the entire course of the meal.

I was sitting next to Charlie on one side, and Diane on the other. Jack sitting between my wife and Charles, which as it turned out, had some interesting moments as the evening wore on. Almost from the start when we'd begun eating our first course, Diane had reached over, her hand wrapping itself around my cock, though Charlie too had eventually done the same, the two of them now tag-teaming my prick as we sat eating and almost nonchalantly keeping an eye on all the other entertainment. 

It was also just as obvious, especially by the hand-movements, and expression on the Senator's face, that he was enjoying the attention that Jack's hand was giving him, all the while occasionally fondling and playing with my wife's cunt. By the time dinner was finally over, I was about as aroused as I could possibly be, and now looking forward to what I knew may very well be the most interesting ball-room dance, if you even want to call it that, that I'd ever been too. Diane stood shortly after that, addressing everyone at the podium on stage, once again reiterating a few of the simple rules, does and don'ts. Initially, it was tradition that EVERYONE crowd around and into the small designated area that was set off to one side away from the seating area. Admittedly, I had to wonder how well over two hundred and fifty some odd people could even manage to fit into such a small confined space. But then again, that was the whole point in the first place. As everyone began moving over towards the open area, there was hardly anywhere anyone could go without bumping into someone, or touching someone in one way or another, and especially for the men. Most of which, like myself, were sporting good hard firm erections.

Though I had indeed started out with Carol standing close by my side, as more and more people came onto the floor joining us, it quickly became evident that we'd eventually get lost in the throng of people crowding in. Moments later the lights came down way low, and then a reddish hew began to bathe everyone standing there, at first difficult to see very well until the eyes adjusted to it. But shortly after that, this sensual red glow seemed to add to the overall erotic nature of the moment we were suddenly all experiencing at once together. Almost as one, as the music started, though no one of course was actually dancing, the entire mass of people seemed to suddenly start undulating together in a massive sea of exposed flesh and body parts. Hands, fingers along with everything else suddenly reaching out, touching, caressing. I felt a woman's hand once again surrounding my shaft, though interestingly enough, another woman who'd been standing directly in front of me, sort of leaned over. As she did, my strange partner took advantage of the opportunity to then begin rubbing my cock against this second woman's cunt, eventually slipping the head in, just barely, though continuing to hold onto it, teasing the woman. She in turn, now sucking another man's prick as he stood in front of her, though all around this scene, and several like it were likewise taking place.

I had no clue, nor idea where my wife had disappeared to herself. Likewise lost now amongst the writhing sea of people that cavorted decadently together their on the floor. It was an interesting sensation to say the least. Most remained nameless to me, total and complete strangers. A some few here or there I had seen, but not formally met, fewer still whose names I did know, or people I had recognized. Smiling just a bit as I caught sight of Marsha not too far away from where I was standing, one cock in her mouth, another in each one of her hands, someone kneeling between her legs licking her pussy, and yet another guy still obviously fucking her from behind. She was obviously enjoying and taking advantage of the dance.

And then, just like that, things suddenly switched around unexpectedly as the mass of naked people continued to cavort and move around. Looking down, I suddenly felt a mouth engulfing my prick, delighted to see a rather buxom older woman as she knelt before me, busying herself with my prick. Another guy, one whom I'd seen sitting with the two lesbians earlier at their table, wearing a white bow tie looking on.

"Too bad you're wearing black, and not red," he stated looking on. "I'd love to be helping her do that."

It was obviously time to lose the tie. I reached up, undoing it and allowed it to simply fall away from my neck. He smiled, and then joined the woman still kneeling between my legs as the two of them now proceeded to lick and suck me simultaneously together.

I didn't even realize it at first, though the music for the first song had indeed ended. And though a few people did clear the floor after that, heading back to their tables for additional refreshments perhaps, it was just barely enough to accommodate additional space. Much of which was now quickly utilized.

During this brief lull before the second song actually started, a very tall woman, well over six feet tall, with long dark hair, sporting once again massive, slightly droopy, yet well rounded breasts stood there looking on at the two people still happily engaged sucking my cock. She reached out, taking my hands in hers, placing them on her breasts.

"Pull on my nipples, pinch them...pinch them hard!" She demanded. I was only too happy to comply to her wishes. Her nipples too far larger than on most women I had seen, thick fat thimble-sized about as hard as they could possibly be as I yanked on them, twisting, doing as she'd asked. "Harder!" She demanded, reaching down as she openly stood there finger-fucking herself, enjoying the sensation as I pulled on her tits even more forcefully, enjoying the show below as my companions continued to pass my cock back and forth to one another. Eventually the guy standing, though the woman now taking both pricks in hand, placing them together as she began rubbing the tips together in a circular motion, occasionally placing them both in her mouth, sucking them that way.

"Oh fuck I love watching that," my tall companion stated hotly just as the second song started playing, making it hard to hear whatever else it was she had said, though she did cry out loud enough moment's after that, once again telling me, or rather demanding from me, what else she really wanted. "Now slap them! Slap my tits! Slap them hard, as hard as you possibly can!"

And though inflicting, let alone receiving any real pain wasn't my thing, it was obviously something that this woman truly enjoyed, for whatever reason. The mood, circumstance and certainly the delightful sensations I was currently experiencing melted away whatever reservations or inhibitions about doing this to her...or for her, no longer mattered. I did as she asked, slapping first one breast, and then the other with what I felt was a rather decent, forceful slap. She winced, smiling, feeling the sting perhaps.

"Again. Do it again. Faster this time, until I cum."

**

I was now on the verge of doing that myself. The sensation too great, too pleasurable to ignore any more. Whoever this older woman was, she was expertly unique in the art of cock-sucking, doing things to my prick, and even possibly to the guy now standing next to me, that neither one of us had experienced before.

"Ok, give me your cum," she told us both. "Both of you. I want to see these delicious hard cocks of yours squirting for me."

I was going crazy, weak in the knees, hovering on the edge already. Not really realizing that the tall woman still standing next to me, whose breasts I now clamped down hard on, was likewise in the throes of her own climatic release, perhaps because of that. 

"Yes! Yes! Yes!" The gal below me was now screaming, feeling the lurch of my cock as it began to jettison a torrent of spunk, somehow opening my eyes, looking down as I did, simultaneously feeling, and seeing the other's guys prick similarly doing the same. Still holding us there together, sperming one another, only then drawing the two of us once more back inside her mouth, thoroughly, and completely erasing whatever nectar had remained.

**

Momentarily satiated, I let go of the tall woman's tits, though she again smiled, thanking me for such a mind-blowing orgasm. Likewise thanking the woman, and man who'd I just shared this experience with before parting from them, now headed off the floor and back towards our table, needing a drink. As I wandered back, I wondered briefly how everyone else was fairing, especially my wife, though I was fairly confident she was herself having a great time, doing god knew what and where at the moment. At the table, the only two people still there at the moment where Charlie and the Senator. She, currently laying on the table, with the Senator between her legs obviously fucking her, though it was also interesting to note, his hand was simultaneously working her cock up and down too. And though I had just had a very intense orgasm myself only moments ago, it was still interesting to sit down, looking on as the two of them continued. 

Moments later a waitress came by taking my drink order, though I was perfectly content to merely sit there, recuperating all the while looking on. Like I said, I don't know what it was, or why it was...just Charlie being who she was perhaps, but watching her being fucked by the Senator, while he simultaneously stood there also wanking on her small, yet very stiff cock was horny as hell to see. And it wasn't long at all before I found myself actually stiffening again while watching this, though enjoying my drink as I did so.




Hotel Californication Ch. 05



I hadn't even heard or realized it when I next felt a familiar hand on my neck, looking up into the smiling face of Diane as she joined us.

"Having a good time?" She asked, grinning from ear to ear, though I noticed now that she was entirely naked. Whatever clothes, if you even want to call them that, having long ago disappeared. "Obviously, you must have been. I see that the ties gone," she quipped.

I smiled back at her, nodding my head yes. Glad that I too had discarded the tie now, though almost openly laughing, seeing that the Senator's tie was indeed undone as well, now draped almost idiotically around the man's neck in it's patriotic fervor. I wasn't given too long to dwell on that however as Diane moved closer towards the table, cock in hand as she began rubbing it against one of Charlie's breasts.

"I so love teasing her tits this way," she informed me.

"And I like watching you do that. In fact...if you'd like, I'd enjoy doing that for you," I offered, which Diane quickly smiled at in obvious acceptance. I walked over, now taking her prick in hand, and continued the joyful tease of Charlie's breasts, though Diane was just as quick to reach down, now taking my cock in hand as the two of us now stood, rubbing one another's pricks back and forth across the surface of Charlie's boobs.

"Oh yeah Brian! That's it! That's it! Make me cum all over her fucking tits!" Diane exclaimed minutes later as I continued jacking off her cock, periodically slapping her steely shaft against Charlie's hard little nipples, which she seemed by the look on her face to be totally enjoying. In seconds, Diane's prick began to lurch, streamer after streamer of hot sticky cum criss-crossing her friend's breasts as I continued to work it, milking out each and every last drop I could find. This moment being the catalyst for the Senator perhaps, as he suddenly withdrew from Charlie's pussy, now jack-hammering himself for a moment, though continuing to do the same to Charlie's cock with his other hand. I once again stood there watching the cum fly, Charles Anderson the third, now liberally spraying her cock, still stroking it, as she too joined him. Charlie's sweet little cock now adding a mixture of her own to the mix as she climaxed loudly and long there on the table.

**

As interesting as this had all been, and as wild and hot as it was with everything happening around me, I was still inclined to enjoy a bit more of the intimate, private intimacy we had all shared together the night before back in the girls bungalow, hoping and now wishing that we might end this night doing that once again before everyone had totally and completely exhausted themselves. Though I wasn't sure if anything like that was in the offing here, given the circumstance and formality of it all. To my pleasant surprise however, it was Charlie herself who soon after brought up the idea of doing just that.

"Ok, I think we've put in enough of an appearance here don't you Diane?" She asked. "The balls well under way now, and by the looks of it, doesn't need any more direction from any of us. What say we track down where Jack and Carol have gotten off to, and meet back at our place within the hour?"

I was all for that myself, though just as equally pleased to hear it when the Senator announced that he needed to leave a bit early himself with a full schedule still waiting for him in the morning. Though finding a few new things out about myself, I still had no desire to get more intimately acquainted with this man, it would be interesting enough seeing his photos in the newspapers after this as it was.

The three of us now soon after parting, back out into the sea of flesh beyond as we went in search of Jack and my wife. Though as it also turned out, Carol was at the moment enjoying herself with both Marsha and Steven again, and somewhat reluctant to part company with them, having as good a time as she was. Only when Diane, who had likewise stumbled upon us, simply invited the two of them to come back and join us as well. And though our somewhat intimate little group and grown by two more, I had found myself quite fond of this older couple, and actually quite looking forward to feeling what Marsha's slick sweet pussy felt like while no doubt fucking it later.

Jack too was rounded up, and so the seven of us made our way back to the girls place, just after midnight at this point, but I had no doubt whatsoever, that this evenings festivites were just getting started.

And...as I would soon find out, I hadn't even scratch the surface yet of what this new and interesting little group of friends was even capable of. It would prove to be the best night of my entire life, and for Carol too as it would later turn out.

To be continued...



Hotel Californication Ch. 06



Hotel Californication - Chapter Six


We arrived back at Diane and Charlie's bungalow, the anticipation of what lay ahead already thick as a knife.  The sexual tension, atmosphere, extremely apparent.  Especially since anyone that had one...had an erection already.   Pouring us a drink however, we took the time to recoup from our previous exertions at the party, simply relaxing for the moment, taking in the sight of this smaller, more intimate group of people we were now with.   Carol and I both hoping, as well as feeling, that it wouldn't be the last time we'd experience something like this with these guys.


Not too surprisingly, it was Charlie in her typically bold, horny fashion that got things rolling again.  


"I need two nice hard cocks," she began, and then having already chosen me as one of them, which I was quite looking forward to, selected Steven as the other.   Not at all sure at first as to what she had in mind, we both however quickly placed ourselves in position, according to her specific instructions.   Basically ass to ass, cocks nearly touching, it was quite the sight to see as Charlie unbelievingly so, as she somehow managed to squat down over the two of us.  And though initially I didn't think it was going to work, as tight as she was at first, after only a few minor adjustments, Steven and I both found ourselves embedded deep inside Charlie's cunt, side by side.   "Alright, now...Diane?   Get that sweet ass of yours over here!"


It was indeed interesting to watch, as well as to feel as Diane came over, easily sliding down over Charlie's stiff cock as she smoothly slipped inside the woman's ass.


"All right.   No one's tell'in  but I am say'in...now I need to be sucking that cock!"  Marsha called out already moving over towards Diane, though no one said a thing, half expecting that perhaps.    Bending over she began mouthing Diane's prick, Charlie of course fucking Diane's ass, and then Steven and I embedded deeply inside Charlie's cunt.  The only one really left out at this point was Jack.  But the answer to that came to him almost immediately.   Bent over as she was, Jack easily slid in and behind Martha.   And that of course left the only other person yet to join in...my wife.    Good old Carol, not to be left out, especially now, found her own place in the mix.  Walking over, still half standing up, she slid in between and just over Martha, now presenting herself, spreading her pussy lips open, to which Diane, still fucking Charlie, smiled at in seeing.  It was an easy task at this point for her to now begin licking and sucking my sweet wife's pussy.


And then all seven of us, were linked up together.


The fact that Charlie's cunt could actually fit the two of us inside was amazing enough.  But feeling Steven's prick rubbing directly against my own as we fucked her was beyond description.   I had no idea anything could feel as good as this did.  And Charlie was juicing us both quite nicely at this point, though I am fairly damn confident, the two of us were certainly adding to all that.  The slick, sloppy...even frothy sounds we were making just added a choir of decadent delight in accompaniment to all the additional moans and groans everyone else was making.


"Suck that bitch!   That's it!   Suck my fucking cock!"  Diane screamed literally on the edge as she cried out her pleasure right into my wife's pussy.   Laying as I was, still able to easily look up, I could see my wife's face screwed up in unbridled pleasure as well.  She was humping Diane's face like there was no tomorrow.   Jack...Jack-hammering, so to speak, his thrusts deep, hard and fast.  The sound of flesh slapping flash as he skewered Marsha's pussy from behind was the added base to this symphony of sex we were all playing.


I held on, and held out for as long as I could.   But again the sensations were way beyond any previous experience.   I felt my prick balloon inside, felt my balls almost implode and cried out my imminent release.   I began spurting inside her copiously, knowing as I did, I was not only coating her lovely cunt-cave, but Steven's prick as well.  He too must have felt it, sensed it, for only seconds after I began ejaculating, he too began crying out wildly, and then added his own nasty sauce to ours.


It was like watching dominos fall after that.   Charlie squirting both ways, which she said later was a very rare occurrence for her.   And though she could indeed climax both vaginally, and through her prick as well, it usually never occurred almost at the exact same time.   Diane of course must have felt Charlie's prick throbbing inside her ass, likewise triggering her climax, which Marsha was only two happy to receive.  Carol too of course, liberally spraying all over Diane's face, as she again cried out in glee, slurping down my wife's wet sauce as rapidly as she could.    And though Jack didn't finish off inside Marsha, he had stood, rapidly walking over towards Carol, who'd already indicated to him a few moment's ago that she wanted to drain his cock for him when the time came, which she was now happily doing.   He fed her his prick as I lay there watching, my own orgasm still ebbing in sweet little throbs of pulsating after glow.   I saw her mouth fill, closing about his organ, and then allowing the dribble of semen to come back out, dripping down to fall on her gorgeous breasts.   In seconds, Marsha was then sitting up, sucking and licking that off.


And as odd as it all sounds, we'd barely been at it for even fifteen minutes yet.   I could only begin to wonder what the rest of the evening was going to be like.


With our frenzied lust for the moment thoroughly satisfied, it was kind of nice to just sit back, relax, laugh and simply enjoy one another's company while we all slowly recovered.   Being with this particular new group of friends was not only intimate and friendly, but both Carol and I were finding a whole lot out about ourselves that was eye-opening in more ways than one.   For me personally, I was actually enjoying all the eye candy I was currently looking at.   So diverse for one, that I found not only sensual and alluring, but far more erotic and exciting than what I had ever seen in a lot of men's magazines.


Even Carol didn't have the perfect body by any means.  Though I personally found her breasts near perfect for my tastes, full and heavy against her chest, she'd always thought her nipples were proportionately two small for them, with much smaller areolas than she would have liked.   And though we were both fairly well toned from working out, she also had a large appendectomy scar that she'd (up until now anyway) never been real comfortable displaying, and thus rarely if ever wore a two piece bikini that would show much of it.    And then looking over at Marsha.   An amazing woman in my book.  Older yes, certainly, but with that air of experience about her, a no-nonsense attitude and outlook on life.   Gravity eventually catching up to her of course, but it mattered not to her, nor to anyone else either, as it should.  She had large droopy tits, "fun-bags" as she called them, with amazingly thick long nipples that she loved having them played with.  Which Jack was currently doing at the moment, sitting next to her on the couch, casually enjoying a glass of wine, his hand at the moment gently rolling and teasing one of her tits as she just as casually sipped on her drink, and fondled his somewhat floppy prick though I noticed it was already starting to firm up.  Just as mine was.


And what more can I say about Diane?   She was to me a woman in every sense of the word.   She truly was gorgeous, her tits near perfect, her face a sculptured beauty that truly showed off her femininity.   Had it not been for her long slim cock currently dangling down between her legs, as reminded that first night we had met her, there was honestly no way that Carol or I would have known.    She and Carol standing near the bar laughing and chatting, though Diane was gently and somewhat teasingly running her fingers down through my wife's still juicy split.  Again, more of an affectionate intimate private tease of things yet to come as they stood there enjoying one another's company.


And then there was Charlie.  A man AND woman in every sense of the word.  Smaller breasted yes, but her tits were perky sweet, sexy...with elongated nipples that constantly spoke of her arousal.   And though she indeed had a much smaller prick than anyone else, it was constantly hard and erect, or so it seemed anyway, as I rarely saw or found it otherwise.   She was like a kid who'd just discovered this particular appendage and thus rarely if ever left it alone.  I almost think she held it in her hand constantly, fondling it...just because she could, and because it was there.  Uncaring what anyone might have thought had they been standing around or next to her.  Even now as she sat across the way speaking with Marsha and Jack and previous happenings at the resort, she continued to fondle the head of her dick playfully, though I was pretty sure she was very much aroused simply watching Jack and Marsha as they continued fondling and toying with one another.


Steven had taken a seat on the couch next to me.   He too looking on, smiling at his wife as she and Jack continued to play.  His own hand gently fondling his prick, that again at the moment somewhat flaccid, immediately reminded me of what it had felt like, rubbing my against his all the while up inside that amazing elastic pussy of Charlie's.  That had indeed been an interesting experience for me, and I felt my own cock throb excitedly in remembrance of that.   And unlike my own, Steven's prick though not overly large by any means, did have what I gauged as one of the biggest dick-heads I'd ever seen.  Where mine was far more tapered, which Carol said was just perfect for ass-fucking, Steven's was this large, fairly bulbous head, fat...large and round, that was interesting to watch anyone trying to suck on it.  It seemed to take more effort just getting that mammoth prick tip inside the mouth than it did finally swallowing the length of it afterwards.  Without even thinking about it really, I simply reached out and over, grasping his prick in hand, curious to feel it a bit in it's current somewhat flaccid state, but likewise wanting to experience it as it grew in my hand too.


Steven was only too happy to allow me to do that, sitting back, once more relaxing and joining in on conversation as I slow-stroked his prick up and down, enjoying the contact and sensation as my fingers and hand rolled up and over that massive head of his, before squeezing it just a bit, eliciting a nice dew-drop of precum before skinning back down his rapidly growing shaft.


Maybe it was just suddenly looking over and seeing what I was doing that garnered her immediate attention.   But Charlie stood, now walking over, and then kneeling down on the floor there in front of where Steven was sitting.


"I love watching that," she said hotly.   "Just something about two men comfortable enough to play with one another like that," she moaned softly, still fondling her own cock looking on.   "And he really does have one hell of a big fucking prick-head doesn't he?" She commented, only then leaning forward a bit, her tongue snaking out to lick at it as I found myself feeding it to her.


"Come here Brian.   Get down here and help me lick this bad-boy," Charlie told me, now trying to fit her mouth around that steely-hard looking head, which appeared seemingly impossible at the moment, though she soon succeeded in doing so.   Her statement however quickly drawing everyone's attention towards us, especially my wife as she sauntered over, now standing near by with a big shit-eating grin on her face.  

"Yeah baby, suck and lick it for me, I want to watch you doing that," Carol moaned softly.


Steven had stood, the two of us now kneeling there in front of him, each of us with a hand on his prick, my mouth slowly licking and teasing up and down one side of his now very hard cock, and Charlie doing the same to the other side.  The two of us periodically kissing, or at least trying to, with his prick sandwiched between us.   All around, the sound of murmuring pleasured approvals, the escalation of breath, sounds of others likewise touching again, stroking, playing as our intimate little group gathered around simply to watch.


I wasn't at all surprised when Diane decided to join us, or rather join me.  Sitting down next to me there on the floor, she began stroking and playing with my prick as Charlie and I continued to lap, and lick...occasionally feeding one another Steven's prick as we alternately sucked on it.  And I of course too...found it next to impossible to fully fit that massive dick head of his inside my own mouth, though just as she had done, eventually succeeding.


"Fuck that's hot baby!"  Carol groaned loudly, though looking up and towards her now, I also had to believe that had something to do with the fact that Marsha was standing behind her, rubbing her massive tits against my wife's back, her hand somewhere down between her legs, obviously finger-fucking her.   


Eventually Jack moved over to now stand in front of the three of us.  Charlie taking his cock in hand, placing it tip to tip against Steven's, rolling and slapping the two heads together for a moment, and then once again somehow managing to fit, not all...but most of the two of them together in her own mouth.   Once again, she offered the two pricks to me, which I tried in vain to emulate what she'd done, giving up...content then to simply lap and lick away at the two heads now together as she held them like that.


"Oh fuck...I'm gonna cum again!"   Jack moaned, his pleasure quick and obvious.   Charlie's hand now basically taking over, skimming his prick a bit more urgently now up and down, once more pressing it directly against and around Steven's cock though I continued to hold onto it myself, still occasionally leaning it to nip at it a bit, though more curious now to see Jack climax, which he was only moments away from doing.  Though so was Steven as it would soon prove out.


Without further warning, Jack's seed suddenly skyrocketed from his prick-tip, the first heavy streamer of cum drenching the head of Steven's cock in a near-perfect saturation of copious fluid.   And this, quickly followed by another, though almost simultaneously perhaps...is when that Steven too unleashed his own sticky mess.   Like dueling swords now, Charlie and I holding on, fencing the two squirting cocks against one another, watching them both spray, spurt and continue to coat each others shafts was erotically decadent in a very unique, inexplicable way.    My own balls now tight, seeking their own release, though Diane seemed intent on making that happen very soon, though it quickly became apparent, that Charlie wanted in on that action as well.


"Ok baby...now it's your turn," she told me, still licking her lips after having thoroughly cleaned off the two slick messy pricks she'd been working on.   I now stood, as she and Diane both now knelt below me, feeling their twin tongues as they began working up and down the length of my own shaft.


This wasn't going to take very damn long, I was almost there already only moments after the two of them began, though Marsha now too, seemed intent on being a part of this, the three of them now kneeling there in front of me, though Diane and Charlie took immediate delight in feeding my prick to Marsha, slapping her face with it, taunting and teasing her, at times allowing Marsha to mouth it, before torturously taking it away again, causing me to feel as though riding a rollercoaster of ecstasy that rolled up and down, climax moving forward and then just as quickly slipping away again.   All three of them driving me nuts.


"Squirt on my tits for me baby, go ahead cum on my tits."   Marsha now held her two massive breasts closely together, her fat nipples now being treated to a back and forth rub of my cock as Diane and Charlie took immediate delight in doing that to her.  I called out, crying out, fighting to keep my eyes open just so that I could watch, knowing full well as I began to climax, that this indeed would be a good one.   And it was.  Somewhat surprised at myself that I could so soon, all things considered, unleash yet again, another torrent of copious creamy semen which began splashing in criss-crossed layers of spunk back and forth between the giggling woman's breasts.


I collapsed back down on the couch, once again spent, content to melt into the seat for a moment, though it was again still interesting, looking on as almost immediately, Carol came over, as had Diane, the two women now licking and sucking off Marsha's breasts, cleaning off the rivers of jisim I had just finished depositing on them.  


At this point, I honestly have to say that I didn't think it was even physically possible that I could cum again.   But even if I didn't or couldn't, I knew damn well it would still be exciting and arousing for me to simply watch and enjoy everyone else during the course of the evening.  Ironically too of course, it was again the 'men' who were for the moment at least, out of action, leaving it now up to the four women in amusing themselves.

**


I loved the fact that Carol enjoyed exploring and being with another woman, something I could watch her do almost every minute, every hour of the day.   She was particularly fond of "pussy-kissing", or "cunt-humping" as she referred to it, soon after leading Marsha down onto the floor with her, the two of them soon sliding into her particularly favorite position, legs crossing over one another, now resting in a scissors fashion there on the floor, cunt to cunt.  They slowly began working against one another in this way, with again Diane and Charlie joining them, though more to add to the stimulation as opposed to interfering.   Diane simply fondling and now playing with my wife's breasts, while Charlie began doing the same to Marsha.  Hands and fingers only occasionally caressing, reaching down to touch, to feel...observe, though it was Carol and Marsha who primarily just lay there teasing and pleasing one another with their respective cunts.


I wasn't at all surprised either when Carol eventually climaxed, squirting her own female juice copiously all over and against the two of them, though Diane had taken the opportunity to dive down, somehow managing to stick her own tongue and face in between the women's legs so that she could likewise savor and enjoy the essence of my wife's slick sweet cream as she lay there enjoying her own little feminine ejaculation.


"Alright Diane, this bitch needs to get fucked!"   Charlie demanded.   "Come give me that cock of yours," she added to that.   "And you..." she smiled looking on towards Steven again.   "Time for me to feel what it's like having you sucking on my cock!"


Likewise laying down on the floor, Charlie came over placing herself in a reverse cowgirl position over Diane's body.   Diane now slipping herself up inside Charlie's tight little cum-box.   Steven had by now moved over, kneeling between Diane's outstretched legs, easily able to devour Charlie's prick now as he began sucking and licking it for her, while Diane slowly began working herself in and out of her friend from below.


Though still far beyond leaping in and really doing anything yet, I was still in a horny mood and ready for further exploration and enjoyments.  Seeing that Jack was surprisingly getting stiff again, it gave me an idea, which expressed was immediately accepted by my wife and Jack, not too surprisingly.    I lay down on the floor, Carol straddling my face where I proceeded to do what I loved doing to her to begin with, licking and sucking her cunt.  Her hard sweet clit so tasty as I lay there teasing it, Jack soon after joining us, slipping his now hard prick fully and deeply inside Carol's cunt.   Laying there watching it just above me, even feeling his shaft at times as it burrowed inside her, licking them both, capturing it with my hands to briefly suck the tip before purposely cramming it once again back inside Carol's pussy was hot as all get out.




Hotel Californication Ch. 06



Marsha wasn't about to be left out now however.  And even though I was still pretty damn flaccid, the feel of her mouth as she slurped me inside felt heavenly.   Rolling my soft floppy cock around inside her mouth still had a nice tingly feeling and sensation to it.   And Marsha didn't seem to mind at all that I was like that, taking it on as a bit of a challenge perhaps, though after only a short while of doing so, she began raising the dead, much to my own surprise.


When I was in fact all nice and hard again, Marsha quickly repositioned herself over my prick, easily sliding down, capturing it, now grinding herself against me.   I continued to lap away at Carol's sweet split, still enjoying the sensation of seeing Jack's dick thrusting and now slamming in and out of her pussy while still sucking hotly away at her clit.  Marsha's well lubricated quim, bathing my cock in her own sweet essence, and again the sounds of our other equally engaged friends still having their own good time next to us, just added and intensified that pleasure.


And though he didn't cum much, nor would I when I did either, I could hear, and then see the bit of dribbled spunk that he tossed inside Carol's pussy, her own frothy mixture, which was in a sense a never-ending reservoir for her, foamed, gushed, and liberally began to ooze out of her cunt, bringing his along with it.   She cried out, my lips firmly wrapped about her clit, sucking and pulling on it as she came.   I then felt the liquid bath above me, Marsha too now climaxing...a hot warmth, though perhaps not quite as liquefied as my wife's was, still equally thrilling to sense as the warmth of her own feminine orgasm began leaking down, and now bathing my balls.   I felt my cock lurch, felt the pleasure, not at all sure just how much actual semen I was depositing inside her, but it still felt damn fucking good, never the less.


I knew now however, I was done for.   And it was in fact getting late.   Exhausted beyond my wildest dreams, though so was everyone else, we decided to call it a night, once more heading back to our own room, where we soon fell into deep blissful sleep.


It would indeed be difficult leaving this place so soon, though we had already agreed and spoken about returning here again soon, and as often as we could manage it.   And as we also found out, quite unexpectedly, was the fact that Marsha and Steven only lived a short half hour away from where we did.  And even went so far as to invite us to once again join them, along with two other couples who they were pretty much exclusive with, and though older like them, the thought of doing so intrigued Carol and I both as we quickly agreed to do that, and soon too.


But at least we still had the better part of another day before we had to check out.  And though Diane and Charlie had told us they'd be pretty busy with specific guests and activities for the most part, they again assured us that if we didn't get together again while here, they would certainly see to it that they'd both come by at some point for another visit back at our place.   Carol and I were already looking forward to that.



**


After breakfast, there were indeed a few morning activities we could either participate in, or observe.   Most of which were simple, yet sounded interesting, whether we participated or not, though eventually I...along with Marsha who again happened to come by just as we had, convinced her into doing so.   Several women in fact had signed up for this, so I knew for me at least, it would be damn interesting to watch, taking pleasure in the fact that Darcy too had signed up for this as well, one of the two lesbians that Carol had enjoyed cunt-humping with previously.    I was actually surprised at the number of women who had, some twenty or so, with the whole object here in seeing, who could in fact squirt the furthest for one, and the most copiously for another.   There was even money involved for the winners of this particular contest, along with a somewhat cheesy looking statue, that was obscene, yet would no doubt prove out to be quite a conversation piece to whoever was awarded it.  A woman standing, legs spread, hands obviously fingering herself, and this streamer of female spunk arching up into the air and away from her.   Oh yeah, I could just see this particular little award sitting out on our mantel piece at home.


Admittedly, it was interesting watching all these girls lining up, and then one by one, standing around and along what was a huge bright red-green and blue stripped bulls-eye target, proceeded to diddle, fiddle, finger-fuck or pussy slap themselves in whatever manner would eventually get them off.   A fairly large crowd standing around behind, watching, some likewise engaged, fondling and playing with one another as they watched, not too surprisingly I suppose, though I remained far more interested in watching the girls compete down in the circular pit just below me.   One by one, most of them came, a few obvious real contenders here, three women in particular, one of which I was sure was a shoe-in for the most copious amount of female cream, though she didn't squirt nearly as far as another woman had, actually managing to reach the center of the bulls eye in fact.   And then it was my wife's turn, as I and several others, including Darcy who had participated, but fell well short of the mark, cheered her on.


"Good luck," I laughed, not expecting her to do all that well, especially since she had has so many orgasms as of late.   But I'd seen her do it before, a few times anyway, where she had totally surprised me with the oft times unanticipated discharge that she could produce.     I knew I had seen one, that could, and would easily reach the center mark, if she had something like that one in her again.


I guess all women certainly have their own ways, tricks and means of doing something like this, and Carol was no exception.  She briefly at first just fingered herself, at times actually jacking off her clit like a tiny cock, pulling on it...stretching it, but then switching to what was a rather rapid series of hard pounding cunt-slaps, something that never failed to eventually get her off.  I had in fact enjoyed a few nice hard cock-slaps myself, a bit of a tingling sting to the pleasure as Carol so often, and so lovingly jerked me off.  But watching her as she masturbated for me as often as she did, had always been a true and real thrill for me.  And now, watching her here, in front of all these people cheering her on, was even more exciting and I began wondering, if the excitement and pleasure she was receiving in that, might indeed cause her to have one of her more remarkable squirtings!


Her hand was indeed rapid fire now, the sounds of her actually pummeling herself, almost drawing the crowd down to a hushed whisper, the climatic moment intense, the hopeful anticipation that she might indeed have a chance here.  And then suddenly, her loud, long scream, the look on her face telling me at once, the moment was indeed here.   And then sure enough, almost in disbelief, this sudden fluid arch of her female nectar spurting out, not so much in volume as some others I had seen.   But it was without any doubt, the longest one...easily reaching and surpassing the earlier mark left by another woman.   The blue circle of the bulls eye suddenly darkening, as one of the judges quickly looked down to spot it.   And though three additional contestants remained, all fell far short of doing anything as spectacular, thus giving my wife one of the two oddly sculptured awards.


I wondered then if it really would end up on our mantel piece.


It was then the guys turn, and though this one I certainly didn't enter,  there were several men who did, each one putting on a pretty good show themselves, several hard cocks eventually spurting, shooting more for actual distance than anything, though one man was in fact awarded what was given out as the special "volcano" award.   And though he certainly didn't shoot very damn far, if at all...his prick just kept oozing and oozing semen forever, until a rather large pool of it had actually accumulated there beneath him on the ground.   Even that had been interesting to watch as we stood there doing so.   But there were also indeed several guys who I thought tossed a fairly impressive load, flying several feet in fact, where it was even then hard for the judges to finally decide who the true winners had been, eventually reaching a tie, and awarding prizes to two men who had truly impressed the crowd with their long arching jettison's of spunk.


It had been an interesting way to end our time here as we shortly thereafter returned back to our room and prepared to check out.


We had briefly dropped by, saying good-bye to our new found friends, Steven and Marsha, promising to call them and get with them as early as the following week.  They had already invited us to drop by for a small intimate party with the friends they had mentioned to us.  And Carol and I were indeed looking forward to that.


We next went in search of Diane and Charlie again, not wishing to leave until we'd seen and said good-bye to the two of them, though pleased and delighted when we stayed a bit longer than we'd intended to, ending up with a bit of a good-bye romp, me fucking Charlie's ass, and Carol fucking Charlie, while Diane fucked my wife in the ass.   It was a nice way to end things as we drove home, laughing and reminiscing about everything we had done.   And we'd already booked our next stay there as well in a few months, looking forward to our return, and a whole new group of guests.   Though Charlie had likewise teased us about the fact, that another woman who was just like her, would also be there, and that the things the two of them were able to do together, had to be seen to be believed.


I could only begin to imagine...


-End-