I liked the change, as I will have a chance to tune up my all-over tan in the afternoons and won’t need to get up so early the next morning. Of course, that will also allow for more late-night clubbing and other fun to enhance my plans to provide the desired outcome.
I responded to Henry, saying, “I like that. I’ll use the time to catch up on my tan at the pool. Would you mind asking Niccolo to meet me at the adult-only pool after he meets with James? And please let him know that the pool area allows some degree of nudity, but I’m not exactly sure how far it can go.
“And tell him he might want to bring a swimming suit as I expect that I will be either topless or naked when we meet.”
Henry asked me, “What if he is not comfortable with that?”
“Then we’ll know he isn’t the right one for us.”
“Good point,” Henry replied.
I also asked Henry to send me a photo of Niccolo so I would recognize him when he shows up. Three pictures quickly appeared.
After a pleasant lunch and a brief nap, it was time to head to the pool. I decided to wear the tank top and the micro G-string I wore on Saturday afternoon when Dave and I were in L.A.
The top was a white, open, and mostly bare tank top. In front, the hemline ended just over my pussy, and two narrow strips of thin material barely covered my nipples. The sides were totally cut away to the hemline, and the view of my breasts from nearly any direction was delectably unobstructed. The back didn’t cover much either, and left most of my bubble butt in clear view. Almost any normal movement would expose my firm, tan, 36D breasts.
The G-string “patch” in front was made of the same material and was just big enough to cover my pussy lips. The thin material, its small size, and the strings that held everything in place (made of some clear, elastic-like material), made it virtually invisible.
I fluffed up my hair, added some jewelry, including Phillip’s unique necklace, and dabbed on my favorite perfume, Opium. A pair of slip-on platform heels and an anklet completed the ensemble.
I put a small bag together with stuff I thought I’d need at the pool. Then, I glanced in the mirror and I could tell that it didn’t look like I had anything on other than the top. I was confident that Mandi, the natural-born slut and exhibitionist, was ready to rock.
With the bag in hand, I headed off to the adult pool. Without question, my appearance caused a lot of head-turning as I walked through the hotel. However, I was delighted to see that the smiles significantly outnumbered the frowns. Not surprisingly, I smiled and made eye contact whenever possible.
In keeping with the rest of the hotel, the adult pool was magnificent, with a selection of private cabanas, daybeds, and individual lounge chairs. And, of course, there was a convenient bar, including a swim-up serving area. The pool was pleasantly busy but not crowded. Phillip had thoughtfully arranged a reservation for a daybed. This added an element of intimacy that I had not contemplated, and I think that Niccolo will be pleasantly surprised, if not shocked.
As I scanned the pool area, I was surprised to see several naked women and even a few naked men. That kicked my imagination up another notch.
An attractive “pool girl” in a micro bikini walked up to me, identified herself as Jill, and said in a playful voice, “Would you be Mandi?”
Momentarily stunned, I said, “I am, but how did you know?”
Smiling broadly, she said, “Phillip made a reservation for a daybed in your name and gave me an idea of how I could recognize you. But I must say his description didn’t do you justice. So, welcome to the Venus pool, and please allow me to show you to your spot.”
As Jill led me toward a daybed, I couldn’t help enjoying the sight of her young, tight body and great ass. She looked a little younger than me and had a figure that her micro bikini did nothing to hide. I reluctantly resisted the temptation to squeeze her perfect butt.
Once at my spot, which was just a few feet from poolside, I told Jill that I was expecting a gentleman to join me between 4:00 and 5:00 PM, and asked if she would still be on duty at that time. She said she would and provided me with several beach towels and two tubes of sunscreen. She offered to handle drink service for us and added, with a wink and a sexy smile, “Is there anything else I can do for you.”
“Well yes,” I said. “I do have two questions for you. I thought this was a topless pool. But I’m pleasantly surprised to see that some women and a few men are naked. Will it be okay for both my friend and me to be naked?”
Smiling, Jill said, “Absolutely. We don’t publicize it as being fully clothing optional, but the hotel manager is a nudist, as am I, and it is very popular with many of our European guests.”
I immediately pulled the tank top over my head and dropped it on the daybed. Then I slid the minuscule G-string down my legs to my feet, stepped out of it, and used one of my feet to casually kick it onto the daybed next to my top.
I stood proudly naked in front of Jill, who stared at me for more than a few seconds, and then said somewhat cautiously, “Wow. You are absolutely stunning.”
With a big grin on my face, I said, “Thanks, Jill. Coming from someone as hot as you is a huge compliment.”
Jill appeared to blush, seemed to be at a momentary loss for words, and then said, almost apologetically, “Now, what is your other question?”
I cocked my head to one side, licked my lips, and said in as sultry a voice as I could find, “If you wouldn’t mind, would you be able to rub some sun lotion on me?”
This brought a huge grin to Jill’s face. She quickly turned to look around the entire pool area and then said, “I shouldn’t, but I don’t see my boss around. And being able to touch you is an opportunity far too tempting to pass up. But I must warn you that I might get a bit carried away.”
I reached into my bag and withdrew my special tanning lotion. As I handed it to Jill, I looked into her eyes and said, “I certainly hope so.”
I promptly lay face down on the daybed, my pussy began to moisten, and my libido jumped up several notches.
Jill began on my shoulders and started smoothing the lotion there and then onto my back. But she seemed to be rushing things, so I said, “Please slow down, take your time, and I hope you do get carried away. Your touch feels so arousing.”
Jill resumed slowly spreading lotion on my back and sides, including the sides of my breasts and my nipples, then slowly down onto my naked butt. I spread my legs a little further apart in what I hoped she would take as an invitation.
Jill seemed to gain more confidence as she rubbed the lotion onto my ass cheeks, then down onto my legs and the inside of my thighs. I began to moan, and I hoped she was getting my signals. But she passed by my pussy and started rubbing the sun lotion on my butt and upper thighs.
I closed my eyes and reveled in her sensual stroking of my ass and legs. I wanted, no, I needed to feel her touch my pussy, slide her fingers into me, and stroke my clit. The wetness in my pussy was becoming quite evident.
I couldn’t stop myself and said, “Your touch is fabulous, and I don’t want you to stop. But I believe you missed a spot, and I’m sure you know where.”
I heard a chuckle from Jill, and she leaned over and whispered in my ear, “I’d love to do that, but your legs are still too close together.”
I promptly slid one of my knees upward so my ass and pussy were fully accessible. I felt Jill’s fingers slowly work their way off my butt cheeks, over my asshole, and to my wet pussy. She teased my pussy lips and my clit until I finally felt her slide one and then two fingers into my vagina.
She quietly said, “I can’t believe how wet you are. Are you a squirter?”
“That’s up to you to find out,” I replied, almost breathlessly. I was getting close to having an orgasm.
Jill slid a third finger in my pussy and, abandoning any sense of restraint, began finger fucking me hard and fast. I slid a hand underneath my mound and attacked my special button at the same time. Suddenly, Jill got her answer as an orgasm ripped through me like a lightning bolt, and my pussy juices gushed out and completely drenched her hand and lower arm.
But she didn’t stop there. With all the wetness on her fingers, she surprised me by moving them to my puckered hole. She easily slid a finger into my ass, followed shortly by a second one, and pumped them in out of my asshole. She may have been younger than me, but she definitely knew how to please a woman’s body.
Her actions felt so astonishing and naughty out here in public that I came a second time. I clutched a corner of a towel in one hand and stuffed another corner in my mouth to muffle any screaming as I convulsed in total ecstasy.
As I slowly recovered, I rolled over onto my back, took one of Jill’s hands, and placed it on one of my breasts. I looked at her and said, “That was perfectly amazing, and as much as I want to touch and taste you right here, right now, I know it might endanger your job. I’m staying here until Sunday morning, and if you’d like, I would love to find a way to continue this somewhere before I depart.”
Jill looked at me with a mischievous grin on her face and said, “I’d love that too. But my work and your business schedules may not allow that. So let’s meet here tomorrow at the same time and see if we can make it happen.”
“Sounds like a good plan. But before you go, I must ask you something. I’m sure what we were doing a few minutes ago did not go unnoticed. Is it okay to have open sexual activity here?”
Jill, with a conspiratorial grin, said, “It’s more common at night but not unheard of during the day. As with total nudity, the staff is told to ignore it unless there are complaints. So keep your eyes open, and you might spot some going on.”
With that valuable bit of information tucked away in my horny brain, I gave Jill a big hug, squeezed her cute butt, and kissed her passionately. She returned the kiss with lots of tongue, squeezed one of my tits, and said, “I’ll be here until 6:00 pm today.” Then she walked off wiggling her cute, bare butt cheeks at me.
I had about an hour before I was expecting Niccolo to arrive. So I just lay in the beautiful warm, late-fall sun and enjoyed naughty thoughts about what lay ahead as I drifted off into a pleasant nap.
About an hour later, my phone rang. I looked at it rather sleepily and saw that it was James calling. He said to expect Niccolo and him in about fifteen minutes.
It took me a few seconds for my brain to get going. When it did, I asked, “Has Niccolo accepted your offer yet, and will you be escorting him?”
“He’s very close. I think you can swing the deal. And yes, I’ll be with him. You don’t think I’d miss a chance to gaze upon the magnificent naked Mandi, do you?”
“I’ll take that as a compliment. I’ll get a table by the bar, so you two can meet me there.”
That got my naughty mind going, and I decided a little teasing of Niccolo might be fun.
I grabbed my top and slowly strolled naked over to the bar area. Jill was still working, so I filled her in on my plan. She grinned, giggled, and said, “I’ve got to see this go down.” She found a perfect table for me by the edge of the pool, and I asked her to bring me a bottle of chilled Chardonnay and three glasses.
I slipped into my top and sat down. I made sure the two straps barely covered my nipples, crossed my legs, and sat in a chair that would give James and Nicollo a full view of me as they walked up. While I was waiting, Jill delivered an ice bucket containing a bottle of a well-known California Chardonnay, expertly opened it, and filled one of the glasses. It was perfect, and I was ready for what I hoped would be some afternoon fun.
I spied James and Nicollo walking into the pool area and heading toward the relatively large bar section a few minutes later. As this appointment was masquerading as a business meeting, I waited until they got closer and then stood up to greet them. As I did, I felt the material across my nipples slip aside, exposing both breasts. I also realized that my pussy was in full view, and it was so wet it glistened in the bright sunlight.
James, handsomely dressed in business-casual, did the usual formal introductions. I acted as though nothing unusual had happened and held out my hand to greet Niccolo. He greeted me in the traditional European manner, taking my hand and air kissing each cheek.
At first, his eyes looked intently at mine, but they quickly moved to my tan, bare tits and then to my pussy and legs. I saw a sly smile creep across his face. I couldn’t help but notice the almost sexy scent of his after-shave lotion. I suddenly wondered if he had been tipped off to the real purpose of my being here.
In my heels, I’m about six feet tall. Niccolo was perhaps an inch or two taller, very trim, and definitely fit. Much like a swimmer or runner. He was dressed in an Italian-cut combination of tight slacks and a snug-fitting, long-sleeved, casual silk shirt. I immediately knew I would enjoy putting him to the test.
As we stood there, James looked at me and said, “Henry told me that you would be greeting us naked. You look stunning in what you are almost wearing, but I must confess that I’m a bit disappointed that we didn’t find you naked, and I’ll bet Nicollo will agree with me.”
I replied by saying, “When I mentioned that to Henry, I failed to consider that it might make our guest uncomfortable. To make sure that is not the case, it only seems appropriate that if I’m going to be naked, both of you should be naked as well, or at least wearing swim trunks. But since I don’t see any swimwear with you, that doesn’t appear to be an option.
Nicollo settled this by saying, “I’ve been to several nude beaches in Europe. Being naked around such a beautiful creature as Mandi is a most enthralling proposal. I’m good with it.
With that encouragement, I pulled the top over my head and laid it over the back of my chair. I smiled, put my hands on my hips, and shook my chest a little to emphasize my tits. For the second time in only a couple of hours, I stood naked in front of a total stranger. I loved doing that, and I think my enthusiasm was evident by my body language.
James looked at the two of us, and with a wink, said, “I’d love to hang with you both, but duty calls. So I’ll leave you two alone to get properly acquainted.”
I took the opportunity to embrace James and whispered in his ear, “Thanks, I appreciate that.”
Niccolo had been looking intently at me and said, “You are absolutely exquisite, Mandi. I know that we just met, but I can’t resist the urge to reach out and touch you. May I give you a big hug?”
I grinned and said, “I’d love that, but you still have clothes on. I have sun lotion all over my body, and it will make a mess of your clothes if we hug now. So how about I help you get naked, and then we can hug without any worries?”
Without waiting for an answer, I began unbuttoning Niccolo’s shirt. He started to help me, but I playfully slapped his hand away, saying, “Stop that. This is my job.”
“Have at it, Mandi. But I may not be able to control myself if you do that.”
“I’m counting on that,” I said, as I pulled his shirt off. Then I unfastened his belt, lowered the zipper on his slacks, and pushed them down to his feet. I was delighted to see that he wore no underwear, and his body was firm and toned.
I kneeled in front of him, helped him out his shoes, and picked up his slacks as he stepped out of them. There in front of me was a beautiful cock that was already about half-hard. I immediately engulfed it in my mouth, deep-throated it briefly, and ran my tongue down and around the shaft. Niccolo let out a moan of both surprise and pleasure.
I saw Jill watching the action, and she gave me the thumbs-up sign. I trusted that meant sex at the pool was going to be okay.
Niccolo stood there stunned as I used my mouth and tongue to encourage his cock to reach full mast. Once that was accomplished, I stood up and extended my open arms toward him along with a come-hither look.
He needed no further encouragement and drew me tightly to him. We wrapped our arms around each other and pressed our naked bodies together unashamedly. I was pleased to feel how toned his body felt. I also felt his erection as he pressed it against my pubic mound. I couldn’t resist wrapping my hand around and stroking what appeared to be a beautiful and ready love stick. It looked to be about eight to nine inches long with a girth too great for my hand to fully encircle.
This was great fun, but it was time to get things rolling. I told Niccolo that I had a daybed waiting for us at a nice spot next to the pool, and waved Jill over so she could bring us our drinks along with our discarded clothes.
As we slowly strolled naked over to my spot, I laughed to myself at how bizarre it was that both of us were naked and obviously sexually aroused. Yet, we were about to continue an employment interview on a daybed located next to a swimming pool with an audience of others in various stages of undress.
Niccolo looked at the daybed with a puzzled expression. The back of the bed was at a comfortable sitting angle. I looked at him confidently, and as I sat down on one side of the bed and patted the space beside me, said, “I wanted to make sure we were both relaxed and comfortable. If you are ready to get down to business, please join me.”
He smiled, sat down next to me, and said, “Let’s get rolling.”
I proceeded to go over the connection between my company and the one Henry and James have. I told him why I am involved in the interview process, and, if he is hired, that I will be available to aid him in his future closing of large deals where my special “feminine charms” would be considered beneficial.
I also went over all the carefully crafted questions that Amy developed several years ago as part of the final interview process for any candidate for a top management position with our company.
I was delighted when Niccolo gave me what I considered to be all the “correct” answers, including whether the existence of a wedding ring or band on the left hand of his theoretical female “prey” would be a show-stopper.
With that bridge crossed, I then hit him with the final and most important question. I looked at Niccolo’s expression for any “tells” as I said, “I want you to answer the next question honestly and without hesitation. Okay?
“Absolutely,” replied Niccolo.
I continued, by saying, “According to our senior management, I fit all the characteristics of your theoretical female “prey” in the previous questions, including the wedding ring. Therefore, from this moment on, can and will you promise to think of me only as such a woman without any connection to potential employment, and you will treat me in exactly the same manner as you would any other woman you want to seduce?”
“That’s easy. My answer, unquestionably, is yes. I had been thinking of nothing else since I first laid eyes on you. Plus, I already have a strategy in mind.”
With a satisfied look on his face, Niccole said. “Now, can I ask you a question?”
“Sure,” I replied with a quizzical look.
“I can’t help but notice that you are a beautiful, sexy woman by yourself in Las Vegas, and you are wearing a wedding ring. Does your husband know you are here in Las Vegas, walking around naked or in revealing clothing, and probably had, or will shortly have sex with someone you just met?”
Laughing at Niccolo’s audacity, I said, “My husband Dave and I have no secrets from each other. We have an open marriage, and if I came home from a business trip to Las Vegas, or anywhere else, and told him I had not fucked anyone, he would be totally shocked and hugely disappointed…as would I.
“I’m a housewife with a full-time job that allows me to travel. I’m blessed with a fine body that the CEO of my company insists I keep toned and fit as part of my job. So I exercise regularly on company time and expense to keep it that way. But, as you can tell, modesty is not a virtue of mine. I love to touch and be touched and have been described as being sexually insatiable.”
Niccolo got a huge grin on his face and said, “With that being said and understood loud and clear, allow me to pour another glass of wine for us, and let’s decide how we are going to spend the rest of the day…and night. I’d suggest that we start by applying sun lotion to each other, and we do so without any limitations. May I start with you?”
While the pleasure I had received from Jill earlier today was most delightful, it typically left me even hornier. So I welcomed Niccolo’s suggestion and quickly replied, saying, “What a perfect idea. I have lots of lotion on my front, but my backside could use some more. Shall we start there?”
I immediately dropped the back of the daybed flat and laid down on my front. But I wasn’t happy in that position, so I twisted a bit to be lying partially on my side facing Niccolo. That way, Niccolo could see something of how my firm tits stood out proudly. I also drew one of my knees up in a way that offered a not-so-subtle invitation to what I was sure was about to become a very wet pussy.
I could sense Niccolo’s eyes drinking in my naked, tan, and fully aroused body. Finally, he said, “My God, Mandi. You are unquestionably the most delectable and desirable woman I’ve ever seen, not to mention having the pleasure of actually meeting.”
“Why Niccolo, you are most generous with your compliment.”
Thank you, Mandi, but I’m not done. Watching as you unexpectedly took my cock into your mouth and deep throated it while you were stripping me naked was the most unforgettable surprise a horny guy like me could ever experience. I’m hoping that your special greeting was a clear indication that you would be open to any sexual advances that I might make toward you.
I laughed and said, “That’s definitely possible. But, of course, it will depend on how aroused and uninhibited I become while you massage the sun lotion onto me. Depending on how good you are at that, I would probably be inclined to fuck your brains out.”
Niccolo turned onto his side, facing me. Then, grinning broadly in a way that showed his total self-confidence, he said, “That’s fair, and I promise that you won’t be disappointed. Now, here comes the lotion.”
Niccolo pleased me as he squeezed a dollop of sun lotion onto the palm of his hand rather than applying it directly onto my smooth skin. He rubbed the lotion between his hands and began spreading it onto my neck and shoulders. His touch was magic, not just firm, but also very sensual. I let out a long moaning sound to let him know it felt wonderful.
I was also immediately drawn to the sight of a sizable erection forming between his legs. I just knew this was going to be an enjoyable and erotic experience.
As Niccolo continued his masterful application of the sun lotion to my upper body, he gradually squeezed more and more lotion onto his hand as started moving down my body. His touch felt even more erotic than Jill’s, but perhaps it felt that way because I was becoming more and more turned on as I realized he had a hard eight or nine-inch cock anxiously waiting to be captured by my wet and ultra-horny pussy.
I wanted him to know that he was turning me on, so I slid one hand down and wrapped it around his now rock-hard cock, and began to stroke him. It was his turn to let out a long, deep moan.
Niccolo continued his wonderful massaging of the lotion further down my body and onto the back and inside of my thighs, one of the most sensitive erogenous zones on my body. My pussy juices felt like they were coating my labia and onto my thighs. I couldn’t wait for his fingers to penetrate my vagina, so I wiggled my ass around to encourage him.
Niccolo finally got my urgent message, and he began expertly teasing my labia and clit, and thrust two fingers into my wanton pussy. I was so totally turned on that within seconds of his thrusting a third finger into me, an orgasm blasted through me like an out-of-control top fuel dragster.
It was so intense that I was gushing cum all over his hand and arm, and the towel I was lying on. I arched my back and bit the corner of the towel so I didn’t start screaming out loud.
I let Niccolo continue this marvelous finger fucking he was giving me, but I knew I had to have his hard cock in me sooner rather than later. As much as I love an audience, I was still unsure if open sex would be okay here or in the pool. But I saw Jill busily serving drinks and occasionally glance our way. I waved at her and motioned for her to join us. She smiled, waved back, and started strolling toward us.
I scooted a little closer to Niccolo and patted the spot so Jill would see she had room to sit down next to me.
She had a mischievous expression on her face and said, “I think you two are being pleasantly naughty.”
“Well, you told me that would be okay.”
“Yes, I did,” Jill replied, as she gave us a big grin, licked her lips, and said, “My boss is off early today, so I can do almost anything I want. And so can the two of you. You can be as naughty as you want, and I’ll be cheering you on.”
I said, “To be perfectly clear, do you mean doing something like this?” I pushed Niccolo onto his back, leaned over him, took his beautiful hard cock in my hand, and engulfed it in my mouth. I wasted no time and took him deep down my throat and ground my nose into his pubic bone, and proceeded to face fuck him.
“That would be a great start,” Jill replied, with a laugh and a sexy, conspiratorial smile on her face. “Who knows, the sun is going down, the crowd is thinning out a bit, and I may want to jump in if I’m not too busy.”
I lifted my mouth off Niccolo’s cock but continued stroking it and said, “That would be fantastic. I have no problem sharing.”
“And I agree,” said Niccolo enthusiastically.
“Do you think we’d draw an audience,” I asked Jill?
“Probably,” she replied. “Would you like that?”
“Absolutely,” I replied and then engulfed Niccolo’s cock again.
Jill grinned, got up, and wiggled her cute, perfect bubble butt at us, said, “Have fun. I’d love to share some of that magnificent tool of pleasure you have in your mouth…or wherever it may be at the time. But I need to get back to my guests now.”
As I resumed blowing Niccolo, I watched Jill out of the corner of my eyes. I could see her stop at several tables and engage those guests in a brief conversation that included a nod of her head in our direction. I guessed she was lining up an audience for us. When any of those guests would look our way, I would always smile and wave to them. Of course, a few waved back with a grin on their faces.
I returned my attention to deep throating Niccolo. It seemed to have the intended effect, and I heard him call out, “Oh fuck, Mandi. This is unbelievable. You are going to make me cum if you don’t stop.”
I ignored Niccolo’s words and continued giving him the best possible deep throat I could. He stopped complaining, moaned loudly, and relaxed as I ran my tongue along the underside of his shaft or licked his balls as I throated him.
But I still hadn’t had a cock in my pussy today, and I didn’t want Niccolo to bust a nut before that happened.
Somehow Niccolo seemed to sense that. He said, “Your mouth and tongue are providing masterful pleasure for me. But a man’s first responsibility is to please the lady. I realize my finger-fucking got you off, but I’m certain we both want my hard cock thrusting into your tight, wet pussy. And you probably want it right now. Am I right?”
“Guilty as charged,” I replied, almost breathlessly.
“Perfect. There is no doubt we are on the same page. So, are we going to suck and fuck in front of this crowd, or shall we retire to your room and fuck in private?”
“Why does there have to be a choice,” I asked. “I say we do both, starting right now.”
I didn’t wait for an answer. Niccolo was already on his back with his now (at least) nine inches of thick manhood standing proudly over his stomach. I got up and stood facing him with a leg straddling each side of his hips. I slowly crouched down and guided his beautiful phallus into my needy pussy.
Gradually and deliberately, I lowered my pussy onto his cock and relished the feel of his massive helmet head as it slowly slid past my lips and spread the thin walls of my pussy to accommodate it. At the same time, Niccolo was cupping and squeezing my tits most delightfully.
As I’ve said many times, the first slow introduction of a new cock into my pussy is an exquisite experience like no other. I could feel the edges of the big mushroom head as Niccolo worked its way into me, followed by the thick, blood-filled veins of his shaft. It wasn’t long before the head made its way to nudge gently up against my cervix, and his balls were pressing against my rectum.
The “Oh fuuuuck, oh fucking fuck” words came out of my mouth louder than I hoped, and I’m sure caused several heads to turn in our direction. My head had rolled back, and my eyes were closed while Niccolo’s hands clasped tightly to my tits. I began bouncing on him as forcefully as I could. He felt fabulous, and I leaned forward and stuck my tongue into his mouth with an uncontrollable passion. This was precisely what I envisioned when I accepted the new job with my company.
I was secretively hoping that Jill’s words of permission were accurate as I unabashedly began to demonstrate my urgent sexual needs for all who might be watching. Niccolo was totally into this too, and we started fucking so forcefully that I was concerned we make break the daybed.
But I had to put that thought out of my mind and keep pounding my greedy pussy onto Niccolo’s magnificent love stick. He was obviously an accomplished lover and was touching all the right spots in my sex.
Niccolo and I continued this unbridled sex for so long that I lost all track of time. I was here to enjoy sex with Niccolo, and nothing else mattered. I knew I was about to have an explosive orgasm, and I called out, too loudly again, saying, “Oh God. I’m about to cum. Please cum with me.”
With that encouragement, I felt Niccolo’s cock get even fuller and harder, and in less than a minute I could feel the tell-tale pulsations that told me he was about to blow his load. “Where do you want it, Mandi,” he shouted.
“If you’ve got enough, both in my pussy and then on my tits,” I hollered.
“No problem, Mandi. Here I cum.”
And cum he did. I felt the first big squirt blast into my pussy. Then Niccolo somehow flipped us both over onto my back, pulled his cock out of my pussy, and showered my breasts and flat belly with rope after rope of his warm pearly jizz.
That did it for me, and a nuclear-powered climax completely overwhelmed me. Niccolo continued stroking his cock to get the last drops out of it as I convulsed uncontrollably in one of the most intense orgasms I’d ever experienced. It was a magical moment I will never forget.
Unbeknownst to us, our antics had caused a rather large audience to form, including Jill and two of her female guests. The three of them had sat close by so they could observe our mutual climaxes as they occurred. I’m sure they had their own naughty plans already thought out, and Jill immediately dove between my legs to eat Niccolo’s cum from my pussy while her two friends began ravenously licking up all the cum that Niccolo had blasted onto me. The three magic tongues set me off again, and I promptly squirted a combination of my pussy juice and Niccolo’s cum, all over Jill’s face. She immediately began scooping and licking it off with a satisfied smile on her face.
This was so erotic that I forgot about Niccolo for a few seconds. But I was quickly brought back to reality (if you can call it that) when I saw two attractive, naked women greedily sucking his cock and balls clean of all our combined juices.
This entire scene was fucking amazing, and Niccolo and I lay back on our daybed while several sexy naked women pampered us.
It does not get any better than this.
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By then, it was dark and time for some relaxation, a nice dinner with some fine wines, and perhaps another round of passionate sex before we headed to the nightclub for some dirty dancing and more naughtiness.
I suggested to Niccolo that we retire to my room to relax in the hot tub and order a nice dinner from room service. He liked my suggestion, and we quickly packed up our things, bade our genuine thanks to Jill for her perfect contributions to our late afternoon fun, and our thanks and goodbyes to her and all her “co-conspirators.”
My naughty mind was still going nearly full speed while we made our way back to my room. I asked Niccolo what he thought about my greeting the room service waiter in the buff. He said if I was up for that, I should do it and see what happens. I can hardly wait.
—– To be continued in Part Three “Rocking the Nightclub —–
