your jaw. Have fun.” She patted my ass and went back to John and Katrina.
Sven pulled me down to him. “Don’t worry, I won’t hurt you.”
I smiled and slid down, resting my knees between his legs. I pulled the waist band of his boxers down over his erection – and gulped. Loren wasn’t wrong, he was thick. Putting my hand around it, my index finger could not touch my thumb. Doing as she instructed I licked and stroked it, only being able to take the tip in my mouth. Sven seemed to enjoy it.
He sat up, rather abruptly, reaching in the pocket of his shorts and sliding a condom on. Then he gently laid me on my back and stuck a finger inside. He placed his other hand on my stomach just above my pelvic bone and pressed down lightly. He hit something, because I felt a strong urge to pee.
I tried to fight it, because whatever he was doing also had my heart racing immediately and I was dripping wet. When he released me, I wanted sex in the worst way. He pulled me to the end of the bed and got on his knees on the floor. He then bent me so that I was in an L shape and started entering me slowly. At first it seemed like it was too much as I stretched around his thick erection. The stretching sent a slight burning sensation that was unpleasant at first, but started to ease after a moment.
I had a good view of John who was on his back with Katrina riding him and Loren on his face. It was very arousing watching them. When I looked at Sven he was watching them too.
He started slowly at first, increasing his pace when I took him in more easily. It didn’t take long for me to start moaning and groaning. Watching John while being pleased by Sven was sending me over the edge. I had nearly panted myself dizzy.
Sven stood me up from the bed. He sat on the edge of the bed and turned me around so that my back was facing him. “Just ease yourself down,” he said.
I backed up closer to him and sat myself on him slowly. As soon as I had him inside, he leaned me back and opened my legs so they were hanging on the outside of his. I was opened for the entire room to see.
Katrina hopped off of John and grabbed his and Loren’s hands. She led them to the floor in front of us, ordering Loren to her knees.
“Fuck her John. Fuck her good,” she demanded.
John glanced at me as he knelt behind Loren. I gave him a grin for reassurance.
Katrina sat on the bed next to us and started whispering in my ear. “John looks good fucking her, doesn’t he?”
What the hell? This woman expected me to talk? I could barely catch my own breath.
“I bet you wondered what he looks like when he fucks you. Look at him go. He’s so fuckin’ hot.” She nibbled on my ear and started massaging my clit while Sven grinded me from the bottom.
Several couples had come into the large room now. Some were focused on what they were doing, others were watching us intensely. The attention made me self-conscious.
“Oh, God!” Sven had a firm grip on my hips and pushed once very hard, holding me still. It hurt slightly, having him pushed into me that hard, but he began losing his erection after his orgasm, releasing the pressure.
“Good girl,” Katrina said. Then she kissed me quickly and held her hands out, helping me off her husband.
My legs were shaking and I was thirsty. Loren had spun around and was on her knees, orally pleasing John. I watched as he came down her throat. Part of me felt uneasy about it. It was something I could not do, the consistency always made me gag, but John should be able to do that with someone who wanted it.
It seemed reasonable.
As we made our way back to the bar, I began feeling like I wanted to be with John alone. I’d had enough strange sex for one night. I just wanted to have fun, then go home with John.
“Did you have fun?” I asked as we walked toward the bar area.
He
Sven pulled me down to him. “Don’t worry, I won’t hurt you.”
I smiled and slid down, resting my knees between his legs. I pulled the waist band of his boxers down over his erection – and gulped. Loren wasn’t wrong, he was thick. Putting my hand around it, my index finger could not touch my thumb. Doing as she instructed I licked and stroked it, only being able to take the tip in my mouth. Sven seemed to enjoy it.
He sat up, rather abruptly, reaching in the pocket of his shorts and sliding a condom on. Then he gently laid me on my back and stuck a finger inside. He placed his other hand on my stomach just above my pelvic bone and pressed down lightly. He hit something, because I felt a strong urge to pee.
I tried to fight it, because whatever he was doing also had my heart racing immediately and I was dripping wet. When he released me, I wanted sex in the worst way. He pulled me to the end of the bed and got on his knees on the floor. He then bent me so that I was in an L shape and started entering me slowly. At first it seemed like it was too much as I stretched around his thick erection. The stretching sent a slight burning sensation that was unpleasant at first, but started to ease after a moment.
I had a good view of John who was on his back with Katrina riding him and Loren on his face. It was very arousing watching them. When I looked at Sven he was watching them too.
He started slowly at first, increasing his pace when I took him in more easily. It didn’t take long for me to start moaning and groaning. Watching John while being pleased by Sven was sending me over the edge. I had nearly panted myself dizzy.
Sven stood me up from the bed. He sat on the edge of the bed and turned me around so that my back was facing him. “Just ease yourself down,” he said.
I backed up closer to him and sat myself on him slowly. As soon as I had him inside, he leaned me back and opened my legs so they were hanging on the outside of his. I was opened for the entire room to see.
Katrina hopped off of John and grabbed his and Loren’s hands. She led them to the floor in front of us, ordering Loren to her knees.
“Fuck her John. Fuck her good,” she demanded.
John glanced at me as he knelt behind Loren. I gave him a grin for reassurance.
Katrina sat on the bed next to us and started whispering in my ear. “John looks good fucking her, doesn’t he?”
What the hell? This woman expected me to talk? I could barely catch my own breath.
“I bet you wondered what he looks like when he fucks you. Look at him go. He’s so fuckin’ hot.” She nibbled on my ear and started massaging my clit while Sven grinded me from the bottom.
Several couples had come into the large room now. Some were focused on what they were doing, others were watching us intensely. The attention made me self-conscious.
“Oh, God!” Sven had a firm grip on my hips and pushed once very hard, holding me still. It hurt slightly, having him pushed into me that hard, but he began losing his erection after his orgasm, releasing the pressure.
“Good girl,” Katrina said. Then she kissed me quickly and held her hands out, helping me off her husband.
My legs were shaking and I was thirsty. Loren had spun around and was on her knees, orally pleasing John. I watched as he came down her throat. Part of me felt uneasy about it. It was something I could not do, the consistency always made me gag, but John should be able to do that with someone who wanted it.
It seemed reasonable.
As we made our way back to the bar, I began feeling like I wanted to be with John alone. I’d had enough strange sex for one night. I just wanted to have fun, then go home with John.
“Did you have fun?” I asked as we walked toward the bar area.
He
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