0 comments/ 40434 views/ 19 favorites Payback Fun! By: Saxonista My wife, Mandy, and I are in our fifties but have recently been enjoying a blossoming of what was already a great sexual relationship. Mandy is, by any measure, an attractive woman. She is a sparky and quick witted blue-eyed blonde with an engaging smile. She is curvy and voluptuous, well-toned and likes to dress well. It was a combination for which I fell in my teens and has beguiled me ever since. The truth is that as we have grown older together she has moved out of my league and now, looking much younger than her years, seems to get as much attention from men as she ever has. She enjoys that attention but, until recently, only responded by flirting and teasing. I enjoy her enjoying that attention and always have. We did some swinging in our thirties which was sometimes good and sometimes bad. My interest in those sessions was to see Mandy paired off with one or two younger men. I was not interested in pursuing women. But we soon stopped after some particularly poor experiences and really did nothing more, although a few years later I did make it clear to Mandy that I would still enjoy watching her with another, younger man if she was inclined to do it. She said she had no great desire for it but if the opportunity arose and she was in the mood she wouldn't rule it out. I lived in hope for quite a long time until, on a short trip away at a hotel, she took up an offer from a guy she met in the bar while she was having a drink on her own. His name was Garcia. I had a sensational evening watching this well hung guy expertly pleasuring Mandy and then fucking her with his big cock. When they were done she made sure I had a great orgasm, giving me all the things I love in a spectacular fashion. It was a fantastic night and while I hoped for more of the same I wasn't sure if it would maybe turn out to be a one-off. However, a short while later we were on our favourite nude beach. While Mandy sometimes teased voyeurs and watched them wank, we didn't usually engage in any contact with them. It was kind of an agreed rule for the beach. However, on this quiet day she was particularly taken with a good looking guy who came looking, and she struck up a conversation with him, mocking him gently for wearing shorts on a nude beach. However, when he revealed his very impressive cock from under his shorts her attitude changed. In no time they had clicked and were being intimate. Indeed, things progressed rapidly as she got carried away and, after enjoying some skilful masturbation from this guy, Michael, she ended up pleading with me to let him fuck her. I was happy to approve and I still have a picture I took of her sat on his cock, grinding her hips with her hands in her hair in the sunshine and looking a vision of ecstasy. It was another fantastic experience. Following these events on the beach we had a long and frank chat about what we wanted and where the boundaries would be. Mandy said she had had two great experiences and really enjoyed the virility of the younger men and, in particular, she had enjoyed having big cocks, both the look and feel of them and the sensation of being stretched and filled by them. She would quite like similar experiences but she didn't want to pursue other men without me. Nor did she want to go to swinger clubs again or to just cuckold me. And she didn't want other women involved. For my part I was more than happy to go along with all this. She was fulfilling my fantasies and I had no desire, and felt no need, to pursue other women. We talked in detail about what was acceptable in these situations. Sucking and licking fine. Letting a guy come in her mouth was OK but any fucking would have to be with a condom. No anal with them. And we worked out some secret words by which she could let me know that she wanted to fuck a guy we had met, and we could indicate to each other if we wanted to stop. So how should we proceed? Mandy said the spontaneity of these two encounters had been part of their appeal and while finding someone online might leave us with little doubt that the guy had all the physical attributes which might excite her, she still preferred meeting men randomly and getting comfortable with them on a personal level first. She really does not like boorish, unsophisticated men and initial impressions have always been important to her. If a guy was engaging and interested in her, and she found him attractive, she said she would rather take a chance on whether or not they had the other skills and attributes she desired. As to where. Well, we were already members at the gym and spa in a hotel near to us although we never really used its other facilities. One midweek evening we had chanced to go through into the bar for a drink and found it was full of men with not much to do. Our town has several large companies headquartered there and we quickly realised that, during the week, the mainstay of the hotel's clientele were businessmen dealing with these companies. We had sat down at a table and I noticed Mandy got admiring looks from everywhere. After our conversation we remembered that evening and we decided that when she was in the mood, that place would probably provide plenty of opportunities. It turned out that Mandy was actually excited to pursue things and, when we were there on a Wednesday a couple of weeks or so later, we found ourselves going through to the bar after using the spa. Sure enough, she was hit on from all directions and several men tried to join us and strike up a conversation but none of them seemed to take her fancy. She said she knew what she wanted and was happy to be patient and wait for the right man. Mandy takes longer in the changing rooms than me as she takes her time, dries her long hair and puts on make-up. Usually I stay in the pool a little longer and we then meet in the reception area before we leave. I suggested to her that maybe I could go on through to the bar and wait for her and that this would give her the option to join me or, if she was so inclined, to go and sit at a different table and see what transpired. This was effectively what happened with Garcia, albeit without the planning, and she became quite enthusiastic about the possibilities. The next time we were there this is what she did. I went to the bar and watched Mandy breeze in with her bag over her shoulder and find a table without acknowledging me. Over her bare legs she had on a tight and stretchy brown skirt, which came two or three inches above her knee, and a thin white cotton cardigan with a V-neck and a lot of small buttons down the front. Her white bra pushed her large breasts up in to a deep, inviting cleavage. She was flushed and glowing from the spa and looked radiant. She ordered a drink and within a few minutes one of the guys stood at the bar had wandered over and asked if he could join her. He looked to be in his forties, had expensive looking clothes and was well groomed but sported a large pot belly. A bit of a lounge lizard. She didn't like the look of him and immediately said that she was waiting for someone and he walked away, a bit crestfallen. Unfortunately, this didn't go unnoticed and seemed to put off any further attention although there were still several men with their eyes fixed on her. After about twenty minutes I was about to send her a text asking if I should come across to join her when a young guy in a business suit ambled into the bar and scanned the area looking for a table. Mandy was checking her phone but had seen him enter and was immediately interested. He was about six feet with longish dark hair and looked lean and fit with a lightly tanned, clean shaven face with strong jaw line. She uncrossed and re-crossed her legs, flashing her thighs, while pretending to be texting. He saw it and immediately sauntered over and asked if a seat was free. Mandy looked up and nonchalantly said "Yes, go ahead." and then looked down at her phone again. When she finally put the phone back into her bag he quickly struck up a conversation with some small talk. After a couple of minutes of chatting Mandy's body language changed and she started flirting with him, leaning forward and listening intently to him and occasionally smiling broadly. He had obviously made a good first impression. She re-crossed her legs several times and on each occasion his eyes flashed downwards to get a glimpse of her thighs and her crotch. After a couple of times she slowed the movement down to make sure he got a glimpse of her dark pubic hair through her white lacy panties. Within a quarter of an hour he was all but drooling over her. He ordered more drinks. Mandy excused herself to go to the restroom. A minute later my phone beeped as a text arrived. "I like him. Let's see where this goes. Are you OK with it?" I texted back, "No problem." Mandy came back and a flicker of a smile crossed her face as she walked past me although she didn't look at me. As she got to the table her suitor stood up and picked up their drinks and gestured at a table in a quieter area, with softer lighting and armchairs, and waited for a response. Mandy nodded and they moved across. He walked ahead of her and put her drink in front of a chair which had its back to me and the rest of the bar, and then he sat opposite after Mandy had sat down. The conversation seemed to continue to flow. I could see his eyes constantly dropping to look at her legs but I couldn't see what she was doing. I got frustrated and so took a walk to the toilet by a long route which gave me a better view of what was happening. I immediately saw that Mandy was sat with her skirt half way up her thighs and her legs now held slightly apart, giving him glimpse of her crotch. I walked on and then, a couple of minutes later, walked back by the same route by which time her legs were slightly further apart and he was now sat on the edge of his seat, leaning forward. The conversation looked to be less jolly now and they were talking in hushed tones. I returned to my seat, picked up my drink and moved to stand at the bar where I could see them better. I sent a text on my phone, "Are you comfortable?" I watched as she excused herself and reached for her handbag to retrieve her phone. He sat right back in his chair so that he was almost horizontal and his eyes were fixed on Mandy's legs. She read my text, said something to him, and then began to type. "His name is Phil. He hasn't taken his eyes off my knickers so I think he is keen. I'm going to give him a treat in a minute." She put the phone back in her bag and resumed the conversation and, after a further couple of minutes excused herself again to go to the toilet. He ordered two more drinks, obviously keen not to let her get away. Mandy came back and sat down. She took a sip of her drink and then sat back in her chair. Phil's eyes followed her legs again. Mandy looked at his face and I saw her open her legs quite wide for a couple of seconds. He looked up at Mandy and met her stare. He mouthed "Wow!" and his face beamed at her and then turned very serious. I heard Mandy say "Is that better?" and he picked up his drink and nodded several times, grinning broadly. I guessed, correctly as it turned out, that she had taken her knickers off. There was little doubt about where we were heading now. After another ten minutes or so of hushed and quite intense conversation Mandy turned to me and beckoned me over with her eyes. I picked up my drink and walked across, not knowing what was expected. I stood by the table clutching my drink and Mandy introduced us. "This is Phil. Phil, this is my husband." He reached out and we shook hands. Then she said, "Sit down." and indicated the chair between her and him. I sat down. "We've been chatting, it's been wonderful." Wonderful was our word for her to let me know she wanted to fuck this guy. "That's great." I said, indicating I was OK with it. Mandy was calm and cool and totally in control. Phil was eating out of her hand. She said "Phil is up for some fun tonight and I have just let him know how we like to do things. He is fine with it, aren't you Phil?" and she opened her legs and flashed at him again. "Yes, yes, sure," he said, his eyes fixed on Mandy's crotch, "It sounds fantastic." "Why don't you tell us your room number, go on up to the room and we will come and join you in a few minutes." she said. "OK, that's fine." he said. He gave us the number, drained his glass and left. Mandy sat back and smiled at me. "He's lovely. He's said he is 28 and single. When I started to get flirty with him he made it clear very quickly that he wanted to have me. So I took my knickers off and flashed him and then it was all I could do to keep him calm. He just wanted to get me up to his room. I explained to him that we do these things as a threesome but that you would probably just watch. If anything, it got him more excited. Then I called you over. By the way, he told me he will be able to fuck me until I can't take any more." She giggled and raised her eyes. "We shall see won't me my darling?" and she touched my knee. My mouth dried instantly and I nodded, feeling my face flush with a surge of excitement. We waited ten minutes and then made our way up to his room. Mandy knocked and he let us in. He had clearly showered and was now dressed in a t-shirt and jeans, and suddenly looked very young. The room was warm and softly lit by the bedside lamps. Mandy was still in control. "Shall we have another drink and a little music?" He opened the mini bar and Mandy chose a mini bottle of wine a me a beer. He took a Coke and found some music on the bedside radio. We opened our drinks. Mandy jumped onto the bed, sat between the pillows and leaned back against the headboard, I sat in the only chair in the room and he sat on the edge of the bed. It was slightly awkward for a few seconds but then Mandy started to move to the soft rock music on the radio and began to undo the buttons on her cardigan in time with music. We both watched her in rapt silence. As she undid each one the stretched material slipped back to reveal more and more of her breasts straining against her bra and spilling slightly over the top of each cup. As she undid the last button it fell open. Phil reached out and nervously started to stroke her foot and her stiletto shoe. Mandy put her drink down and got on to her knees. She grabbed his head and pulled it in to her breasts and jiggled them and rubbed his face over them. That really broke the ice and he laughed. He put his drink down and started to undress her, pushing her cardigan off her shoulders and reaching behind to undo her bra. As she slipped it off her large breasts swung free and he went straight down to kiss her nipples. She pulled at his T-shirt and he quickly took it off, pushed Mandy gently on to her back and pulled her skirt off leaving her in just her brown stilettos. His eyes drank in her body and he ran his hands up her legs, through her neatly trimmed triangle of pubic hair and then squeezed her tits, tweaking each nipple. Then he slipped off the bed and dropped his trousers and boxer shorts in one swift movement, revealing a circumcised cock, very erect with the head glistening with pre-cum. I looked at Mandy's face for a reaction. He was about seven inches and nicely proportioned and she was looking at it very appreciatively, although I knew that, ideally, she would have wanted something more challenging. But he was smooth, slim, well-muscled and toned, which I knew she would like. He climbed on to the bed and Mandy immediately ran her hands over his chest and arms, squeezing his well-defined biceps and showing appreciation with a low, "Mmmmmm", and then reaching down to hold his cock and stroke it for a few seconds. He knelt with his arms by his side, enjoying her attention and looking at her face very intently. Then she pushed him firmly onto his back and went straight down on him, noisily sucking and slurping up and down his cock. He exclaimed, "Oh, Jesus!" and lifted his head to look at her mouth working on him. Mandy looked up at him and into his eyes and held his gaze as she licked up and down his shaft, flicking the head with her tongue. I saw his body tensing and he lifted his hips as she licked him, and then he shook slightly as she sucked him in again, as deeply as she could. This was a different Mandy. She was in control of him and she wasn't looking for teasing foreplay. Whatever he said to her in the bar had clearly wound her up and I could already sense she was pursuing a raw sexual encounter with him. Although I was happy just to watch, I stripped off. It was entirely up to Mandy if she wanted me to join in. My cock was stiff and I stroked it gently, thoroughly enjoying the view. Mandy looked across at me and said "Condom?" I went to her handbag and found one in the inner pocket and handed it to her. I was a little surprised that she wanted this so soon as Phil had hardly touched her yet. But she unwrapped it and placed it on the end of his cock and then rolled it slowly down. Then she threw herself back into the pillows and opened her legs wide. I could see that she was already very wet. Phil didn't need an invitation and quickly got between her legs. He grabbed his cock and rubbed the end up and down Mandy's labia before inserting the tip and then sliding it all the way in. Mandy lifted herself to meet him and they both let out soft sighs as his hips bumped softly into the back of her thighs. He started to pump into her slowly and she moaned softly and complimented and encouraged him. They got into a steady rhythm, rocking into each other with a soft squelch every time his cock reached full penetration and juices oozed out of her. As Phil got more excited he started to move more urgently until, after three or four minutes, he was pumping her fast and hard. Mandy was loving it. It was clearly what she was craving and she was now sweating lightly as she moved her body to his rhythm. As he accelerated yet again she sank back onto the bed, straightened her legs into to the air, her stiletto heels pointing at the ceiling, and just luxuriated in the sensations of him sliding deep into her. Phil actually did have real staying power. I was expecting him to come quickly given the speed and intensity with which he was fucking her but he just kept going with sweat running down his face and his back. Mandy was gasping and looked like she might have been close to coming as he finally broke his rhythm and slowed down, panting. But he wasn't done, just catching his breath. He asked Mandy to kneel up so he could do her from behind. She quickly complied and he penetrated her instantly, picking up a fast rhythm straight away. I could see that Mandy was slowly losing control. She was now totally focused on him and on pleasure bent. Her tits were bouncing around with each slapping collision of Phil's hips against her bottom and she was grabbing at her nipples and pinching them hard. She was making a lot of noise with moans and curses. She turned her head to look at me and said in a low growl, "Oh!, this is so fucking good!" Phil smiled and leaned forward and said to Mandy, "Wouldn't it be better with another cock in you?" Mandy just said "Mmmm, Yes!" and turned to look at me again with a big grin. I climbed onto the bed and knelt in front of her and she immediately sucked me deep into her mouth, and began to bob her head up and down on me. Phil slowed down and strained his neck to watch her sucking me, clearly getting off on it. Mandy started to rock her body back and forth, alternating between impaling herself on his cock and sucking me in. After a couple of minutes of this Mandy got up and told Phil to lie down. She threw off her shoes and straddled him and I could see she was literally dripping as she lowered herself onto his cock again. I moved to put my cock back into her mouth but she said shook her head and pointed to her backside and said "You too." Payback Fun! I was unsure what she wanted. I moved behind her and knelt between Phil's legs. She looked back at me and said quietly but firmly, "Very gently, up my arse". My excitement level grew and my cock stiffened. This was new. Lubrication wasn't an issue as she was sopping wet everywhere and I was dripping pre-cum which I smeared all over my cock. I moved forward and put my hands on her. She straightened her back, leaned forward and pushed down onto Phil. Phil was acutely aware of what was about to happen and he kept still. I grabbed my cock and pushed the end against her arse, my balls sitting on Phil's cock. There was resistance, but it suddenly gave way as she relaxed her muscles and the head of my cock slid in. I paused and she said, "It's OK, go on." I pushed again and once the initial penetration was made my cock slid easily up her until it was about three quarters in. Then all three of us together let out moans as the pleasure and excitement of our position hit us. "Gently guys!" she said as we started to move into her. The tightness around my cock and the sensation of feeling Phil's cock through thin layers of her skin made me want to try to fuck her hard. But instead I managed to control myself and slid my cock in and out as gently as I could while Phil was doing the same underneath me. We eventually reached a smooth rhythm to which Mandy responded with her own body movements. As she became more at ease with us she started to take control and move herself to maximise her pleasure. She became more and more positive in her movements and after a couple of minutes she was really getting off on it. Phil and I were not moving much because she was grinding down and back on to both of us. Phil was squeezing her tits and sucking on her nipples, which were standing up long and hard, and she was getting very vocal. We just stayed there while she pleasured herself until, after about five minutes or so, she had had enough and withdrew from us and flopped onto the bed saying "I've wanted to try that for years. That was delicious!" But she was absolutely buzzing now and she wanted more. I quietly moved back to the chair while Phil got between her legs again. She grabbed his cock and pulled it towards her, urging him to fuck her. He immediately slid it right into her and started to pump her like he was intending to come. She responded with her hips, squeezed her tits and rolled her nipples between her fingers as he pounded her. Her eyes closed tightly and she turned her head to one side, her face looking like she was concentrating really hard. Mandy usually comes from having her clitoris rubbed and I had never been able to bring her off just by fucking her. But Phil was banging into her relentlessly and she was clearly getting very, very excited. I thought to myself, "I know what you are trying to do but you will come before she does!" My cock stiffened again as I knew that when he came she would masturbate herself leaving me the pleasure of giving her the hard fucking she always demanded after her orgasm. But I was wrong. Phil just kept going like he was on a mission, with sweat running down his body and dripping from his face. Then he slowed for a second or two and shifted his body position so that his chest was above Mandy's face. His cock entered her at a different angle with his shaft now pressed against her pubic bone and each thrust squeezing her clitoris firmly. The effect was profound. She put her arms around his neck and whispered, "Oh yes!, clearly enjoying the strong sensations this was giving her, and then started to urge him on saying repeatedly "Yes, yes, yes, yes..." with increasing urgency, her tone implying that he had better not stop. After not much more than a minute or so of this Mandy's voice began to rise and she suddenly grabbed at his hips, opened her eyes wide and held her breath momentarily before letting out a moan which was part ecstasy and part surprise, but mainly loud; it must have been heard throughout the hotel. Clearly to her surprise, and certainly to mine, Mandy started to orgasm. She grabbed his arms and squeezed her thighs around him to hold him in her and her whole body stiffened for a few seconds. Then she unclenched and her legs began to shake as he immediately resumed fucking her deep and hard. She smashed her arms onto the bed and grabbed the sheet in her fists, lifted her head and shoulders off the bed and stared wide-eyed down between her legs at his cock sliding rapidly and easily in and out of her cunt, in long strokes, sending intense sensations through her clitoris. Each of her breaths became a quick gasp followed by a long, high pitched whimper. Each thrust was accompanied by a squelch as his cock forced out the juices which were now flooding from her and spattering on to the bed. As her climax reached its peak her legs shook uncontrollably and, at last, she gasped and threw herself back into the pillows, grabbing her hair and rocking her head from side to side until she started to come down. "Oh, you beautiful, wonderful man!" she said, putting her hand on his face, and then "Oh god, yes, you'll have to fuck me hard now." Mandy drew her knees up to her chest and spread them wide to emphasise her need to him. Phil changed position again and put Mandy's ankles on to his shoulders, lifted himself onto his hands and feet and literally rammed his cock into her. Mandy threw her hands back behind her head and moaned her approval and he began to pound her. It looked sensational. His body was rigid and glistening with sweat, and only touching hers with his cock and where her legs rested on his shoulders. The muscles in his legs, buttocks and back were standing out and flexing under his skin as he repeatedly bent himself at the waist, using his body weight to force his cock into her with speed and power before withdrawing almost entirely and then ramming it into her again, over and over. Mandy was folded almost double. Phil's face was now inches from hers and he was looking into her eyes with an expression of pure lust. Her hips were bent so that her cunt was uppermost, opening her totally to accept his cock without resistance as he drove it into her. It was now rock hard, with its veins standing out, even through the condom, and the head was turning purple. Each time he withdrew, her inner labia clung to the sides of it and her juices dripped from his balls, and then spattered outwards as his balls slapped onto her again and another ooze of juices were forced from her as he filled her completely. She was letting out long low moans, with her voice jumping slightly as his hips jolted her as they collided forcibly with hers at the bottom of each thrust. He started to talk to her. "Do you want it now baby? Do want my spunk in you? Tell me you want it." Mandy looked piercingly at him and said, "Give it to me. Fuck me harder and fill my cunt with spunk." "Tell me you want it. Come on, beg me for it." Mandy whined at him, "Please, please fuck me harder. Please fuck me harder and fill my cunt." That seemed to push him over the edge. He moaned and stayed deep inside her for just a moment and then let out a grunt as his orgasm started. He pulled out and then repeatedly rammed his cock into her as hard and deeply as he could, each thrust driven by a pulse of his orgasm. Mandy was loving it and she gave an appreciative "Mmm." after each of those, almost brutal, thrusts. Finally, making a guttural, animal sound, he pushed his cock deep in her for a few seconds and held it there as he squeezed out the last drops of his spunk before withdrawing slowly and flopping onto his back beside Mandy. It was the most exciting thing I had ever seen. I pulled back on my cock and held it tight and instantly four long spurts of spunk spattered up onto my chest. They were both absolutely shattered. Mandy had a far-away look on her face like she was trying to comprehend what had just happened. She turned her head to look at me and looked at the stream of spunk running from my belly button to just below my chin and she smiled. Then she leaned across and pulled the very full condom from Phil's still erect cock and held it out towards me. I took it from her and then she kissed him before giving his cock one long deep suck, then she fell back again and said "Fantastic!" Phil smiled a little self-consciously but Mandy went on. "I thought you were a little optimistic in the bar but you certainly delivered. I can't remember when I last came like that." and then she drifted off again. "Neither can I!" I said with a laugh. And, of course, it was true. I could tell that this had been a profound experience for her and she led back on the bed with a glow of total satisfaction. This guy had special talents. I tied a knot in the condom and, before throwing it in the bin, I couldn't help but notice the prodigious amount of spunk he had shot into it. Phil was still breathing heavily. He grabbed his drink and drained it then leaned over Mandy and kissed her quite tenderly on the mouth. "You are quite an inspiration." he said, and then flopped back beside her again. We didn't move and stayed quiet for a few minutes, with the music playing softly in the background, each of us basking in the afterglow of a perfect moment. When we eventually started to stir Phil said he needed to shower and Mandy got up and led the way, pulling him by the hand. They showered together and, after a couple of minutes, I got up and walked to the bathroom door to look. The shower was spraying onto Phil's shoulders and they were kissing deeply. Mandy's hand was gripping his semi-erect cock and slowly stroking it. His hands were softly massaging her tits. I left them to it and went back to lie on the bed, reliving what we had just done. Mandy finally emerged about ten minutes later, wrapped in a towel, her hair still wet and Phil followed her out naked, still semi-erect. I went into the bathroom and showered. When I came out five minutes later Mandy was stood in front of the mirror, naked, combing out her hair which was now half dry. Phil was lying on the bed, looking at her and slowly stroking his erect cock. Mandy started to dress and so I got dressed as quickly as I could. Phil said, "Shall we have another drink in the bar?" but Mandy declined. I was a little surprised as she seemed quite into this guy. I thought maybe she wanted to get away quickly now. He was lying on the bed and was now masturbating and looking at Mandy, clearly wanting more. She finished dressing and put on a heavy layer of bright red lipstick, then put her shoes on and picked up her handbag, looking ready to leave. But then she turned to look at him. He gazed back at her face, clearly smitten. She looked down at his cock and he continued masturbating, unselfconscious about his nakedness. She sighed deeply and then said to him, "You would love it if I sucked that now, wouldn't you." and ran her the tip of her tongue around her red lips. He smiled and nodded vigorously. "Would you like it if I deep throated you until you shot a huge load of spunk into my mouth?" "Oh god, yes please!" he said. "If I led on my back on the bed would you fuck my mouth and cover my face with your hot spunk?" "Awwww, Yes!" "Well, if you beg me to, I might suck you off right now." All became clear and I chuckled to myself. She was returning the treatment. I sat down. He sat up and said, "Please suck me off now." "Not good enough. Beg." "Alright, I'm begging you, please suck me off!" "Still not good enough." and she took a couple of steps towards the door. "On your knees." He looked desperate but immediately got on his knees on the bed and clasped his hands together. His cock was standing out like a ramrod and he pleaded to her, "Please, please, please, I'm begging you, please suck me off now!" She looked at me and said seriously "What do you think?" I shrugged, joining the fun. She put her handbag down and looked at his cock and said, "Well, I'm not sure." I thought he would explode. "I'm really, really begging you! I will do whatever you want me to if you will just suck me off now!" Mandy remained expressionless but leaned forward towards his cock. He pushed his hips forward and actually whimpered slightly. She paused for a few seconds and then opened her mouth and slid her lips over the end and then on down and down the shaft. As his cock reached the back of her mouth she paused for a few seconds and then swallowed, her lips sliding further down his shaft. She squeezed her lips around his cock and then withdrew and stood up again and said, "So, is that what you want?" He looked down at his cock with a red ring of lipstick near the base and then up at her and nodded, open-mouthed. She was still tormenting him. "Well you had better give me your best begging then, hadn't you?" "Oh fuck, please, I don't know what you want me to do! I'm begging you for it! What can I do to make you do it? What do you want? Please I am just begging you to SUCK ME OFF NOW!" That was enough for Mandy and she hit him with both palms on his chest so that he fell back on to the bed and there followed one of the most frenzied blow jobs I have ever witnessed. She knelt between his knees and went down on him passionately, her blonde hair flying as she bobbed up and down on it slurping and sucking, every now and then swallowing him for a few seconds. Then she lifted her head and masturbated him, looking into his face and growling, "Is this what you wanted then?" He just whimpered "Yes, yes, yes..." over and over again. She had reduced him to a simpering wreck, but she hadn't finished yet. She was down on him again, sucking furiously, and as he started to build to his orgasm Mandy sensed it and took him into her throat. He started to groan and grabbed at her head but then she suddenly pulled him out, gripped his cock tightly around the base and just looked at him smiling. He quickly lifted his head to look at her and whimpered again, bucked his hips and a look of desperation came over his face. "Do you want to come then?" He bucked his hips again and hissed "Yessss!" "Beg." she said. "I'm begging! I'm begging! Please, please, please, please, please!" She smiled at him broadly, dropped her head over his cock and sucked long and languorously up and down his shaft and in a few seconds he lifted his hips and grunted as he filled her month with pulsing spurts of spunk. She gathered her hair in her hand and pulled it behind her head as she turned her face towards me, the end of his cock still in her mouth. Her red lipstick was now smudged around her mouth and smeared all over his cock. She looked into my eyes and then opened her mouth and a flood of spunk gushed out and ran down his cock and over her hand. She gave one last deep suck and then got up. She looked down at him and said, "That is what happens when you ask a woman to beg to be fucked", then went to the bathroom. Phil and I looked at each other and both burst out laughing. What a woman! As we were leaving his room they kissed again and he asked for our phone number but Mandy said "I'll give you my e-mail", and did, and then declined to take his number saying "I'm sure we'll see you here again." and we left. We drove home in silence and, when we got there, poured ourselves some wine and sat on the sofa to reflect. I said, "Well, that was a bit special. I half expected to find you fucking again when I came out of the shower but what you did was much more fun." She pushed her feet into my lap for me to massage them, one of her favourite things and said, "That was fantastic. I loved every second. To be truthful, that was some of the best sex I have ever had, and I know you are secure enough for me to say I don't remember ever having been fucked quite so well before, and the orgasm was just sensational. Geez, I have to admit I actually enjoyed begging to be fucked at the end although I thought a little payback might dent his ego a bit too. Did you enjoy it?" "Yes, seeing you like that is my joy. I had a great orgasm too. But you seemed to brush him off in the end." "Maybe we can do it with him again, he was really good, but if we do I want it to be spontaneous. I don't want him calling me for sex as I know it will never be as good as that again. We have had three really great experiences since we have started this lifestyle and, if you are happy with it, I know now that I will enjoy a lot more. But you are the only man I want to be with. This is just a little hedonism that I think we both enjoy. I don't want to get involved with anyone else. I just want great sex. From you here, and from some good looking young studs out there!" I smiled at her contentedly. She put her drink down, lifted her legs and crawled around on the sofa to kneel beside me, and started to unbuckle my belt. She pulled my flaccid cock out and sucked on it until it was hard. Then she started to masturbate me saying, "Now, I'm going to tell you all about Phil's cock fucking me until I came..." I put my head back, closed my eyes and listened intently as she gave me a detailed and filthy account of her encounter which I relived simultaneously in my head. I came in no time at all.