We had agreed to meet in the bar of the hotel at 8 pm (all my naughtiest fantasy begin meeting in a hotel bar!)  I put on a black set – bra, knickers and suspenders and a black frock with a zip all the way down the back.  C was wearing all black and looked good...

They pitched up at 8:05 – she looked stunning and he looked OK – he looked and is an Israeli – and South African by birth.  We chatted – he – who it was reputed didn’t drink – had 2 tequila shots! And it turned out had only done swinging with his previous wife with close friends!! – And was so nervous claiming inexperience in this situation – something we had not really anticipated given our pre-meet with his wife.  She was, however, a genuine ‘virgin’ – though I have to say a very eager virgin – as you will see.

We chatted and as I focused on Sam, him, C encouraged Nigella, her, to talk.  It gradually got more and more ‘interesting’!  Other people in the bar kept giving the four of us sidelong glances – I think they wanted to be asked! –as we did look like a group likely to attract attention... So we decided to go upstairs to the room.  We took the elevator – ‘cos that is another of my all-time favourite fantasies – making out in an elevator! But it was only one floor so though moves were made and mouths met – it was just the briefest of pre-ambles.

When we got in the room Sam immediately began to undress me – nicely, urgently, and very effectively.  My breathing was up, and my knickers were down – a great combination.  We got onto the bed and I could feel his hardness and I found he had a mass of curls on his chest – he was moving me towards heaven.  C had helped Nigella to the loo, and when I next was aware of them, they were in a long, long kiss... lying alongside me – just a handbreadth away.

I began moaning – I do that – and I heard Nigella say, “Oh gosh she’s really enjoying him...” and I was.

It was a small double bed and the four of us challenged the space – so C took Nigella down to the floor – while I took Sam’s thick and chunky cock into my mouth to give him space to grow – and he swelled nicely.  I rarely have the chance to savour a circumcised cock but I was doing that now!

In the bar we had discussed previous experiences – interestingly his expectation was solely having ‘different room sex’.  So we discussed other options: soft swing, same room sex, etc. and that those were, by far, our preference.  No problem, except he really wanted to fuck me – and Nigella really wanted Sam to fuck me – so the scene was sort of set. 

Judging from his state, and the general flavour and feel I was experiencing, it seemed like now was the time to use the condoms (that was funny too – because when I went up just before 8 pm to freshen my lipstick I encountered the maid turning down the bed.  She had placed the little chocolates on top of the two piles of two condoms by the side of bed – and she asked me “I don’t think you need anything else... do you?”, with a knowing look!  Definitely, a blushing moment J).

I heard Nigella asking C urgently “Have you got a condom?” so I went there too.  Poor Sam was not used to them, and its impact was to soften him but not so as to reduce his assets by much, so it did make putting the condom on a little problematic! – which is interesting because I know C hates using them too.  C can stay rock hard for hours but when he does he is slow to cum.  Whatever – it did prevent Sam from properly penetrating me but the next moment – bliss – he was coming all over me as he used his experienced hands to deliver his seed and caress my body – and C was rubbing the seed onto my breasts and into my nipples - and taking me into heaven again.

Beautiful – are you ok with this?  Do you want me to continue or stop?

I could hear Nigella’s breaths getting shorter and shorter and with a sighing groan she pushed against C and me.  We regrouped.  C was on top of me, Nigella’s fingers were caressing my breasts and Sam’s cock was hovering – softened but not soft and moist with himself.  I remember Nigella leaning over and cleaning his cock and then leaving it to me to start its resurrection.

...Some boring stuff... and then I was stroking and kissing Sam’s balls – urged on by C – and Nigella was dancing.  Sam became hard – so I joined Nigella – always the cock tease – and I sank to my knees to take her soft peach of a pussy into my mouth – and as her body twisted and gyred to a beat only she could hear, I felt her begin to loosen... and then C joined and gave her first internal vaginal squirt in her life!  He is good like that!  J

While Sam had been attempting to take me, C had been inside Nigella – then comedy!  Nigella wanted to kiss Sam while he was inside me – so they shifted.  C was about to re-enter Nigella from behind when he noticed the condom was gone!  It couldn’t be found (we found it in the morning!). so, a pause as we hunted – was it left inside her?  – C checked – thoroughly – but no!   So he took the second one – but it was too small – and according to Nigella was flavoured – and sure enough the packet said ‘grape scented’ – what the...?

A change around, and once again we were all on the bed, with different parts on different people and Sam stiffening again – he eventually de-spunked on Nigella’s thigh, which meant we could all share!?!

But the two tequila shots were beginning to take their toll and Sam became tired and lay on the floor while I took a long final farewell of Nigella while C eased himself into me.  Though they might of stayed so we could wake up to the bed moving in its characteristic rhythm of the early morning – they decided to return their own bed and morning rituals.  Almost the end of a pleasant and fun night! 

I sent C down – commando style and a loose shirt - for chocolate but he came back with two beers instead...almost as nice!  We lay and chatted and fondled.  I turned to sleep with him cuddling me – so safe and warm and secure.  I slept but poor C hadn’t cum and he was as hard as a piece of steel tubing!  I stirred, felt his need and settled my mouth on his manhood and with gradually building movements he spurt and then seeped into my mouth and with a sigh I fell back in to slumber and C relaxed into a doze and then slept – contented.

Would we do it again?  Oh yes!  Will they we wondered? 

They did. 

I hope you gained a sense of what it felt like – how it will feel for you when you meet.  Here’s my kiss.  And enjoy the fun!