Authors: Astrid Lee Donovan
Her breaths were coming in quick bursts and her hair fluttered in the chilly breeze. Benjamin stopped walking and turned back to look at her, and she smiled at him automatically. Emma didn’t want him to feel as if they were doing the wrong thing because she wasn’t sure they weren’t. This could be really great for them. It wasn’t that they were bored with each other, but Emma wanted something more exciting in her life.
“We’re not going to talk about it afterwards?” she confirmed with her husband. Benjamin smiled like a boy who was getting the best gift for Christmas and nodded.
“If you don’t want to,” he confirmed. She straightened her spine and thought about what it would be like to have Rogan’s hands wandering over her. Would he be gentle or rough? She decided she didn’t care.
Just as they got to the outside of the hotel room door, Benjamin pulled her into his arms and encircled her with his warmth. His lips found hers in a passionate, desperate kiss. “You know I love you, right?”
Emma nodded against his lips and let her body melt into his. “I know. I love you, too.” Benjamin pulled away from her enough to open the door to the hotel room and helped her step over the threshold.
They were the first ones in the room and waited patiently on the same bed for Rogan and Samantha. When five minutes had passed, Emma turned on the television to watch an old, black and white movie. “Are they going to show up?” she wondered aloud just as there was a knock on the door.
Benjamin got up to answer it and Emma felt butterflies in her abdomen. She tried to stifle the sound of her pounding heartbeat with a hand to her chest. Then her husband looked back at her just as he opened the door and she felt a calm overtake her that had never been there before. They would be in two rooms next to one another, and if anything were to go wrong, Emma knew she could stop immediately and Benjamin would take her home.
She wanted to do this for him as much as she wanted to do it for herself.
Rogan walked through the door first and shook Benjamin’s hand jovially. Then his wife walked through wearing a pair of skintight, black jeans and a red blouse with black buttons. She looked like a sex panther on the prowl, and Emma suddenly felt plain in her boot cut jeans and turtleneck sweater. Why hadn’t she worn something sexier, more appealing?
It was too late.
“It’s nice to see you again,” Samantha drawled as she sat down on the bed next to Emma. “It’s a shame you’re strictly straight. I’d love to eat you up right here,” she whispered in Emma’s ear like they were sharing a conspiracy. Emma could feel her face heat up with embarrassment, but her heart did a strange pitter patter when she thought about it. That was for another time.
“I’ll have to think about it,” she found herself whispering back without a second thought as to what she was saying. They shared a giggle together as Rogan and Benjamin talked about the weather. When they were settled down and speaking in a more comfortable manner, Rogan smiled at Emma and tilted his head toward the door.
“Well, I guess I’ll see you later,” Emma tried to sound confident as she walked past her husband and out the door. The walk to the neighboring room was quick, but Emma found she was shivering by the time her and Rogan were over the threshold.
“Here, let me take your jacket,” he offered politely. Emma slid it from her shoulders and revealed the sweater she was wearing underneath. Her nipples had grown taught beneath her padded bra and they strained against the material uncomfortably. “Some people like to talk first. Do you want to sit down?”
“Sure,” she agreed as she sat on the edge of the springy bed.
“So tell me, Emma, why did you choose me out of all the other guys on that site?” At the sound of her name on his lips, Emma let out a breathy sigh and immediately tried to hide it behind a small cough. She thought about his question and wondered if she should tell him the truth.
“Well, this might seem silly to you,” she started with anxiety radiating off her in waves. Rogan was looking at her with a calm expression as his hand slid onto her thigh. She jumped at first but quickly was used to the feel of his warm hand caressing her from her knee to her inner thigh. He was so close to the throbbing heat that had begun to form there, she was sure he could feel it through her jeans.
Emma continued despite her nerves. “I didn’t want to choose a man who had more than my husband in, well, size because I didn’t want him to feel like I was comparing him to other men while we were in bed.” Rogan’s chuckle was deep and throaty. It made her feel as if she’d said something particularly adorable, and she could understand why his wife had married him.
“So you chose me just because of my penis size?” It sounded silly and juvenile when he said it aloud, but she could tell he hadn’t meant it that way.
“Not only that, but because I’ve never slept with a dark skinned man before. In fact, you’ll be the second person I’ve ever slept with in my life.” Rogan’s eyes narrowed as he looked at her as if he were trying to judge her level of seriousness. When he was met with a stare like a virgin on her wedding night, Rogan realized she was somber.
“I hope I make your night worth it,” he whispered to her as he leaned in. Emma found she was lost in his kiss and didn’t notice when his swift fingers unbuttoned her jeans.
Rogan knelt down on the floor between her legs and slid her jeans down her legs deftly. He left her blue, lacy thong in place as he kissed her inner thighs until her entire body felt flushed and her breathing increased. This strange man was touching places only her husband had explored and he hadn’t taken her panties off yet. When his strong, wet tongue slid up her thigh and she was sure he was going to pull aside her panties for a taste of her throbbing clit, Emma put her hands on top of his head and held him in place for a few seconds. She had to catch her breath and inner control as she fought the urge to run out the door like a scared rabbit.
He was patient as he waited for her to calm down. Emma let her hands slide to his shoulders as she leaned back and spread her legs wider to give him better access. Rogan slid her panties down her legs slowly as if he were savoring every second of seeing her lacy underwear glide across her creamy flesh. She noticed the stark contrast of his dark hand against her leg and finally realized she was doing this. Rogan was going to lap at her labia and tantalize her clit with his dark hands, and the best part was her husband was in the next room doing the same thing to another woman. They had trusted each other and they were both getting what they wanted.
Somehow knowing her husband was okay with what was about to happen made her feel wetter than she’d felt in a long time. Rogan’s finger slid into the folds of her pussy and stroked up, causing her to tense and arch as she leaned back on her elbows. His thumb found her clit and he moved it in slow, deliberate circles. Emma could feel her nub growing harder with each stroke and her fear waned with each pulse of a coming orgasm.
Her lover was patient as he stroked upward with his finger and circled with his thumb, and then she felt his pinky near the pink bud of her anus and something inside of her lost control. Rogan waited until he felt her pulsing around him with her orgasm before he slid his pinky an inch into her throbbing rectum. With two of her holes filled and his thumb eagerly stroking her clit now, Emma cried out with ecstasy as she came again.
She bit down on her lower lip to keep from crying out any further, but it was no use as Rogan maneuvered between her legs and reached up to pull off her shirt. His lips found her nipple and his teeth grazed the sensitive skin while his fingers remained in her. Emma panted as the rest of his pinky slid into her and she marveled at how wonderful it felt to feel so full of him.
Rogan’s lips left her nipple and his fingers quickly took their place as he leaned over her and whispered in her ear, “has anyone ever taken your asshole before?”
“N-no,” Emma gasped as she thought about him putting even a half an inch of his penis inside her anus. She didn’t know if she’d be able to handle it, and felt fear clouding her moment again.
“I’d like to do that for you, Emma. God, you’re so hot and I just want to show you how good it’ll feel, baby. Do you want me to show you?” his lips grazed her earlobe with each word and he wiggled all three of his fingers.
“I-I don’t know,” she told him truthfully as she tried to concentrate on what he’d asked. His fingers were deliciously stroking her and he’d switched nipples. Rogan brought her close to climax again and pulled away from her slowly. She raised herself on both her elbows to watch him take off his clothes slowly.
First, he pulled off his shirt and showed her his manly figure: a slim waist with chiseled abs. Then, he pulled off his jeans and she could see his erection through his black, boxer brief underwear. His skin was so dark and impeccable that she found she wanted to run her hands, her tongue, over it.
“Rogan,” she breathed when he freed his erection from its constraint and the tip of his penis reached his navel. “You lied on the website,” she accused him gently, but she wasn’t disappointed.
“I know, but most women get scared when they realized a man is bigger than their significant other. I really liked you and didn’t want to scare you off. I promise I’ll be gentle.” Emma was secretly wondering if she could deepthroat him like her husband, and Rogan looked as if he would welcome her advance. “Emma, I brought something to the show and I was wondering if you’d like me to use it.” She watched his tight ass as he turned around and rummaged around in a drawer. Then he pulled out a somewhat shorter, but just as thick as his penis dildo.
“Where are you going to put that?” she asked in a husky tone as she imagined many things he could do with it.
“Remember when I said I wanted to put something up your ass?” Emma felt her anus clench and release with excitement as she thought about it.
“Okay,” she breathed as she thought about how she was getting more than she’d bargained for. Rogan approached her with a dildo and let her hold it as he stroked his hard cock, showing her his large, tight ball sac as he did so. Emma licked her lips and thought about how he’d ravage her with his cock later, but right then, she wanted him to explore where she’d never been explored and give him head at the same time.
Without another word, Rogan took the dildo from her and instructed her to put her behind in the air, spreading her legs. Then he stood in front of her and she couldn’t resist. She took his long, hard cock into her mouth and twirled her tongue around his head slowly as she went down on him. Her gag reflex protested slightly until Rogan put the tip of the dildo at her anus. It was cold at first because he’d put a little lubricant on it, but it quickly warmed up as he slid it about an inch in like he’d done with his pinky.
Emma took a deep breath through her nose and went down as far as she could, almost reaching the hilt and suddenly Rogan eased the black, veiny dildo in another inch. She felt her anus relax and her clit throbbed with want. As if he knew what she wanted, Rogan reached down and put her finger on her clit to instruct her to please herself while she pleased him. The tempo of the dildo slid in and out two inches at a time and her finger eagerly circling around her clit made her orgasm, and she felt it through her entire body. Rogan’s gasp and moan of pleasure ignited the sexy prowess inside of her. Emma thrust her hips outward and up to take in almost half the dildo.
Rogan pushed it in the rest of the way and she cried out around his cock. He pulled it out gently and pushed it back in, simulating someone taking her from behind while she sucked on another man’s cock, and Emma took him in to the hilt as she relaxed. He had to pull away quickly and took a deep breath as she lapped at the pre-cum oozing from his dark, throbbing penis.
“Are you sure this is your first time?” he asked breathily as he put the dildo on the nightstand and rolled her over onto her back. Emma didn’t have time to answer him as he slid his cock into her pussy pounded her hard while she cried out and gripped the blanket for support. Her nipples slid against the fabric while Rogan’s hand reached forward and flicked at her clit until she came.
Then, while she was still coming, he pulled out and slid his cock into her anus hilt deep and slapped at her clit to prolong her orgasm. Emma felt sweat break out across her body as she lost the ability to think, just feel. He thrust into her for an indefinite amount of time until she finally felt his hot cum streaming into her rectum and his finger frantically squeezed, tugged, and pulled on her clit until she came around him for the final time.
Emma lay breathless and motionless for some time as Rogan let his penis relax and slide out of her. His hands rubbed at her behind and massaged her back until she was finally able to roll over and catch her breath. Without a word, they both took a quick shower to clean up and Rogan kissed her gently on the cheek before he walked her over to the room where her husband was waiting.
“Emma, hey Emma!” she turned around at the vaguely familiar voice and heard the clicking of heels before she spotted the woman who had called out to her. In the daylight, she had caramel colored skin and vibrant, hazel eyes that reminded Emma of someone of a Dominican denomination. During the day, she didn’t wear sexy, skintight jeans with a pretty blouse. She was still wearing a flowing, silky blouse, but she’d pair it with some gray slacks and matching, gray pumps.
“Samantha,” Emma said as she smiled and stopped pushing the grocery cart. “I thought you two didn’t live around here?” she asked with only a hint of accusation as Samantha walked up beside her. The two of them walked back to her sedan with a matching pace.
“Oh, don’t worry, we don’t. Rogan and I just came back for another good time, but we haven’t found anyone yet.” There was a hint of sweetness in Samantha’s voice, but Emma remembered they’d made a deal to never swap with each other again because neither of them wanted the other to become attached to their swinging partner.
“I’m sure you two will find a couple. You two are so beautiful and kind. It’d be hard to believe you wouldn’t be able to find someone.” Emma could hear the wistfulness in her own voice as she pulled out her keys and unlocked her trunk. Samantha helped her load the groceries into her car in silence for a few minutes.
Then she piped up, “I was wondering if you and Benjamin would be interested again, but I have a new idea. I was hoping,” Samantha paused as she pursed her lips and looked as the asphalt. “Well, I was wondering if you’d be interested in doing a four-some?”
Emma thought back to how Rogan had taken her from behind and what it felt like to have a dildo in her anus while she was sucking on his cock. Her cheeks blushed when she realized Samantha was smiling at her conspiratorially as if she knew exactly what Emma was thinking. What if she were to receive anal while she was giving a blowjob at the same time, from two different men?
“Why don’t you and Rogan come over to my place for dinner tonight, and we’ll found out if Benjamin’s alright with it.” She was sure he would be.
THE END