Andy’s hand had slipped under Monica’s shirt, and her hand went to his crotch. Andy appeared to be in his late twenties, Monica possibly in her early thirties—at least from what Piper could tell.
Michael leaned over to ask Beth, “What did Sharon mean when she said this room caters to women?”
Beth replied, “Sharon has a strict ratio of two men to every woman. This get-together is all about pleasuring the women in as many ways as possible. So the guys who come to her parties are here because they get off on making women come. Plenty of other rooms cater to other things, but here it’s all about the women. It’s a very good place to start.”
“I agree,” Piper said, as she took another a sip of her drink. “This entire place is a little overwhelming, so the mood here is a nice change.”
“It is,” Beth said. “Once you let your guard down and decide to enjoy it, it becomes less so. I’m going to leave you two here. Enjoy the show, and please don’t feel like you have to participate. On new-member night, it’s fully expected that you just watch.” With that, she got off the couch and joined Andy and Monica on the ottoman, peeling her dress down to expose a lacy bra. They welcomed her into their fold, and Beth immediately started to caress Monica’s thigh.
Piper’s eyebrows shot up.
“Are you okay?” Michael asked in a low voice. “Is this the kind of night you were hoping for?”
“I think so,” Piper answered. “I’m horny as hell, but also a little freaked out. It’s like we entered the Twilight Zone, and everyone here is normal, and the world outside is the wrong one. Don’t you feel the same way? I mean, this is how we’ve always thought about sex, right? Free for the taking and open to enjoy?” Piper shook her head. “Let’s just sit back and see where it takes us.”
“I think that sounds like a great idea,” Michael said. “But let’s take our shirts off first.”
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“I’m not wearing a shirt,” Piper said, grinning. “But you knew that already.”
“I did,” Michael said, licking her neck. “We’re not getting out of here without fucking, so we might as well get comfortable.”
His wife hesitated for a second, but then Monica moaned on the ottoman.
Piper shifted so her back was to Michael.
He grabbed the zipper and slowly unzipped her. She was wearing a nude strapless bra. He eased the dress off her shoulders and settled his mouth against her shoulder blade. Piper immediately sighed and pressed back against him, one of her hands coming up over her head to entwine in his hair.
He was going to make this a night to remember with his beautiful wife.
As he pushed the material down around her arms, his hands slid to one of her breasts. At the same time, Monica let out another moan, and Andy said, “Yes, just like that.”
They both turned toward the action.
Andy was now kneeling on the ground in front of the ottoman. Monica’s legs were spread open, and she was fully naked.
Right as Andy went down on her with his tongue, Beth leaned over and took one of Monica’s nipples into her mouth.
Michael still had to get his shirt and pants off. Piper moved forward on her own and began to tug off her dress. As Michael unbuttoned his shirt, he glanced around the room to see that most people were in the process of undressing or already naked. There were five different groups, all seemingly in their own worlds. He spotted Sharon settled back on a couch with two men fondling her breasts.
That woman knew how to enjoy pleasure.
Piper shifted in the seat next to him, tossing her dress aside. He glanced over and saw her tiny black lace thong and groaned. It was his favorite pair of her panties. The lace was see-through and just barely covered her. From the back it was extraordinary. A small triangle of lace perfectly positioned at the top of her backside. He wanted to bend her over his legs right now and kiss that spot. “You’re wearing my favorite thong.”
“Of course I am.” She leaned over and kissed him.
She tasted like champagne.
He drew her close, deepening the kiss as he pulled her onto his lap. He hadn’t taken off his pants yet, and his erection strained against the fabric, pressing into Piper’s ass. He let his fingers dip down to that lacy patch of fabric. She was soaking wet, and he groaned loudly.
Beth must have heard him, because she looked up and Michael caught her eye. She grinned as she went back to work on Monica’s nipple, tracing the outline with the tip of her tongue. Monica was flat on her back, and Michael could see the rise and fall of her chest as Andy lapped at her clit. His hands were firmly around her hips, pinning her in place for his enjoyment.
Monica began to thrash and chant, “Damn, damn, damn,” as she plowed her hands into his hair.
Movement to the side drew his attention, and Michael saw that Sebastian was now naked and sitting with his legs apart, stroking himself.
Piper shifted on his lap so they could both see what was going on, leaning back against his chest as his fingers continued to tease her through her lace panties. He snaked one finger in through the side and into her.
“Michael.” Piper breathed as she squirmed against him. “Yes, right there.”
In response, he rocked his cock against her backside as he plunged his finger in deeper. He played with her for a few minutes, slowly dipping in and back out, then he eased her forward and undid the clasp on her bra.
When it popped open, they both moaned.
She settled back against him, naked except for her thong, and he used his free hand to fondle her nipple, still rocking his cock against her and plunging his other finger deep, alternating with circling her clit.
They were both waiting for Monica to reach orgasm.
Sebastian stood, holding his cock in his hand, and went over to her side of the ottoman, murmuring something to her that Michael couldn’t hear. Whatever it was got Monica going even more as he knelt next to her and took her other hard peak into his mouth.
Monica bucked, thrusting her hips up, her head going back and forth. “Fuck me!” she cried. “Fuck me right now!”
Andy wasted no time.
He stood and dropped his pants, his hard cock jutting out in front of him. He arched over her pussy and thrust once, seating himself. As he did, both Beth and Sebastian worked on her nipples, Beth’s hand slowly edging down to Monica’s clit as Andy pounded into her.
Once Beth’s fingers found Monica’s core, Monica shouted, her body spasming hard.
Her back arched off the ottoman, pushing her chest into Sebastian’s eager mouth as she came. Andy pounded into her a few more times before he drew out and grabbed hold of his dick. He fisted his cock, stroking it as he watched Beth wring out the last of Monica’s orgasm with her fingers, then he sprayed his come all over her stomach.
“Holy shit,” Piper breathed. “I think I need to be fucked like that.”
“That can be arranged,” Michael growled in her ear. “Are you ready for me to do this in front of everyone?”
“Yes,” Piper answered, turning to gaze at him. “I’m finally ready.”
Michael shifted Piper off his lap and stood, sliding off his pants. He dropped them to the ground right as Andy helped Monica off the ottoman, handing her something to clean off with.
Beth had stayed where she was and gave them a tentative smile and patted the ottoman. “Would you two like to take a turn?”
Michael glanced down at Piper, waiting for her to answer.
“Yes,” she said, getting off the couch. “And you can…participate, if you’d like.”
Michael’s eyebrows shot up, and his cock jumped painfully.
He ditched his boxer-briefs and took himself in hand, slowly jerking off as Piper rose and walked to the ottoman. Her beautiful backside was in full view, the perfect triangle between her cheeks. She turned once she got to the other side and gave Michael a sly grin, curling her index finger at him in a beckoning way.