While working a local trade show, I ran into Barry, an old boyfriend, who was in town on business.
He was staying at the hotel connected to the convention center hosting the show, and he invited me to an evening in his room. I couldn’t wait!
As I showed my wares that day, my mind drifted to past times with him. Barry had always wanted to have me with another woman, and I started checking out the crowd of possibilities. I had never been with another woman and was enjoying some creative daydreaming while looking for a suitable partner. My visit with Audrey, the petite brunette in the next booth, turned into flirting, and we made plans to have a drink at the hotel when the show closed that night.
Audrey and I sat close to each other while we drank, our legs entwined under the table. I softly rubbed one of her nipples through her blouse. She responded by resting her hand on my leg and stroking the inside of my thigh. Finally, I looked directly into her deep-brown eyes, licked my lips slowly, and asked her to join Barry and me in his room. She paid the check, put her lips next to my ear, and whispered, “I want you.”
By the time we reached Barry’s room, we were both so hot that we barely noticed his presence. We fell into each other’s arms as soon as the door was closed behind us. I had no idea that a woman’s mouth would taste so sweet or feel so soft. Her tongue gently coaxed mine into her mouth. She sucked softly on my bottom lip, then my top lip, while her hands reached under my sweater. I looked over at Barry. He was sitting on the bed, staring at us. Off came the rest of my clothes, and we joined him, kissing his face, neck, and ears.
Barry told me to remove Audrey’s clothing and to suck her brown nipples. First I licked them slowly, alternating between the two. Then I sucked them gently until they both became hard and puckered. As I increased the power of my sucking, Audrey threw her head back and moaned. Barry was licking her dripping pussy, holding her thick patch of dark hair out of the way with his fingers. Keeping my fingertips on her firm breasts, I stopped sucking long enough to see him insert the middle fingers of both of his hands into her hot cunt. He pulled them out and let me suck them. My first taste of a woman’s pussy juices!
I transferred the taste to Audrey’s mouth in a long, searching kiss. It felt like my tongue would reach her tonsils. Then I felt Barry’s hands stroke my very wet pussy, fingers probing my cunt and massaging my clit. I took a look at the three of us: Audrey and I lying across the bed, legs spread wide and dangling, Barry’s face in Audrey’s pussy, his hand in mine. Audrey reached over and squeezed my round tits, rubbing my big pink nipples with her fingernails. The combination of visual and physical pleasure with the pressure of her nails was too much for me and I came — loudly. Barry pulled his wet hand out of my box and his face out of Audrey’s pussy, and smiled up at me. I told him to fuck Audrey while I watched. He mounted her small frame and she guided his rock-hard dick into her hot pussy. What a sight!
Barry’s big, hairy body bent over this precious, sweet thing, his hard cock going in and out of her cunt. Her hand had moved to my aching pussy. I moved closer, positioning my hand to rub her clit as his dick slid in and out of my fingers. I kissed Barry and put my wet fingers in my mouth, then slid them into his mouth, both of us tasting Audrey’s juices at the same time. When Barry was about to come, I grabbed his cock and sucked it dry. The taste of both of their juices together sent me over the top again and again.
We spent the night fucking and sucking and watching and, eventually, napping. The next day, we met for breakfast wearing our business attire and talking about plans we had for one another for that night. Working our booths, Audrey and I gave each other occasional glances, thinking of what the evening would bring.