Beth sipped on her cocktail, or she twirled the glass by its slender stem and wondered just what she had gotten into during her holiday on the Amalfi coast.
The hotel, perched on a clifftop, was luxurious and the beach was as private as the hotel’s management was able to arrange for their guests. They had done so by placing posts in the coarse sand of the beach and threading ropes through them so that passers-by knew that it was reserved for residents only. Even the cushions on the sun loungers, and the parasols over the tables, were in a distinctive colour that set them apart from the many rows of others that were spread out along the beach.
Now, she sat at a table under the flapping canvas awnings that the club restaurant had erected over the crowded tables and that had been arranged around a dancefloor. Music thumped loudly from tall loudspeakers placed far enough away for her still to be able to talk.
“Come on, Beth, let’s dance, again, shall we?” Callum smiled. He was unconcerned by how it might look to others when he stroked her bare arm. Her camisole dress, in white and candy pink stripes, flattered her figure and showed off her deepening tan. Along with her straw-blonde hair, fashioned in a bob-cut, she became even more alluring than when they had last been together. “Josie and John are boogying away so why don’t we? It’s your last night here, after all.”
He wouldn’t deny that Beth had caught his eye again, dressed as she was. His hungering gaze was constantly drawn to her shapely, almost, hourglass figure. She was beguilingly different in her attitude and ways from those he’d gone with on swinger’s evenings that he and Josie attended back home. Beth danced so well, was rhythmic and light on her feet, her slender legs flattered by the short hem of her dress and the white pumps she had chosen to wear for what could become a long evening, perhaps night, in each other’s company.
“Yes, okay, let’s dance but it’s just too warm to go leaping about as the others are doing.”
Since that first time they had gotten together, something had changed in her and she had become resigned to the idea of John’s wishes to be adventurous, even when she was in his company. He had made clear that he was eager to pursue Josie once more. He wasn’t one to be promiscuous, and have many partners when the mood took him, but he did want his hunger for another woman to be fully satisfied and his lust to burn itself out.
It was the mantra of all swingers, enjoy another’s ways but don’t get emotionally involved. She allowed him his diversions and sometimes played along, but she wasn’t wired in the same way that her darling John was.
Now, as she danced with Callum and saw how involved John again was with Josie, she wondered how they would be when they were together alone, again, and had moved on to another resort. She was not intent on their holiday being remembered for the wayward activities of what others pursued at a swinger’s club, or evening at someone’s house, and that John had no problems with. His conscience never acted as a brake on whatever he did or sought to do when he lapsed into his wayward ways.
She knew about them, those he went with. It was a part of the arrangement, or ‘understanding’, that they had reached and John had remained true to his word, no matter how attractive the woman was, or how and where she took him. She would often sense that John wanted to share the experience or what had been discovered. It was tawdry but in doing so he kept her involved.
The time spent so far with a younger couple had been more than enough for her, she had chosen to think, but Callum and Josie were persistent, and Josie’s claims on John were something that unsettled her. Behaving as she had done with the young couple, so far, had been enough and had also added a particular spice to what she did with John when they were alone in their suite, down the hall from them. It would be no different after this holiday, of that she had no doubts.
“The music’s pretty loud,” Callum murmured in her ear, his breaths making her shiver as she was held close, their bodies soon moving slowly and in sync. Callum would press against her suggestively, the crowded dancefloor an ideal cover for what he wanted to do with her. “We’ll get together again later, won’t we?”
“Perhaps,” she began, clinging to him with her arms around his neck. She felt the unmistakable press of his prick against her belly as one of Callum’s hands pressed into the small of her back. Beth caught John’s eye as they too danced close. She then saw him lift his head in an unmistakable gesture that they should all go upstairs and play again, in one of their rooms. “I think I’m being talked into doing that, Callum.”
She began to sway sensuously, in time with the music and in response to Callum’s embrace, pushing her hips against Callum as the music’s tempo slowed. His hands were on her lower back, and then hips, as he guided her movements against him.
“I don’t know what we’ll do once you’re gone,” he chose to confess and breathed warmly against her cheek.
The familiar tune and words were slowly fading away and his closeness made her feel the warmth in her core that drifted down between her legs. It really wouldn’t do to let things between them get out of hand and become embarrassing in front of the others on the dance floor.
Josie and John joined them as another tune began to play. She was startled to feel the three of them coaxing her to join them in a hug and to dance together, rooted to the spot but swaying and singing along to what words they knew.
“Let go and make a last night of it, Beth,” Josie said only too directly. “You know that it can be fun!”
Right there, on the dance floor, Josie’s hand drifted over the soft fabric of Beth’s dress and caressed her bum. Beth may have flinched but no one seemed to notice.
“I used to love it when John touched me like that,” Beth confessed, her words only serving as encouragement for Josie to lean in and lightly kiss her neck.
“I’d love it if I could be with just you and John,” she murmured, her eyes wide and imploring as they met the other’s gaze.
Beth shuddered even as she met John’s look.
They must have planned it all while they had been seen dancing, and she had been swept up in Callum’s arms. She really couldn’t allow this to keep happening while she was on holiday. She wanted John all to herself, but he seemed to have become trapped by the young woman’s ways and firm, youthful body.
One night with her, that first night in the hotel, had not been enough for him, for them both it now seemed. She was beginning to feel both shame and guilt at the prospect of becoming a party to a threesome, but she could no longer quell the knot of longing in her belly, nor how wet her pussy was becoming at the thought of being taken out of herself once more.
“Our suite, be with us in our suite,” John suggested. Their holds on each other loosened and they returned to their table to collect what few things they had brought with them.
“I’m glad you’re with me in this,” John told her. They kissed as their bedroom door closed behind them and they fell into each other’s arms, kissing hungrily and John unzipping her dress. “I’ve thought of you and me…”
“Just the two of us?” She smiled to tease him. John tapped her nose playfully in admonishment.
“No, and you know what I mean. I want it to be the three of us. That way I can bring my obsession with her…with Josie and her hungry ways to an end. She’s shameless…”
“And it’s who you are and what you have for her that makes it so.”
It sounded bitchy, but she had read all the signs in both of them not for her to be mistaken in what was playing out between John and a brazen young woman.
She would go through with whatever was expected of her. After all, holidays brought new experiences and this one, in a matter of hours, had turned her ordered world upside down.
♥
Calum has such a winning smile and wondering look in his eyes that she feels powerless to refuse his suggestion, that she and John spend some time with Josie and he looking on. They have had fun together dancing, John and Josie flirting outrageously and she behaving in her restrained ways. Despite their age differences and the obvious allure of his young wife, she has not been oblivious to Callum’s renewed interest in her.
“I’m just going to watch the three of you. Josie likes it when I do that.” Callum says it as he pours out fresh drinks for them, the coolness of the room a welcome relief from the oppressive warmth of the night outside. “I won’t be far away; you should know that by now.”
Callum says it as his arm goes around her waist and he draws Beth closer to his side, Beth threading her fingers through his as he caresses the soft curve of her belly, shaped so enticingly by her dress.
She shivers as his touches continue, Josie moving closer. She also offers seducing touches to her body. “I’m being asked to do things that are way outside my comfort zone.”
“But you let go the first night, didn’t you,” Josie whispered, her breaths in Beth’s ear. She then pressed moist lips to Beth’s earlobe and sucked on it gently. They were about the same height, Beth the more voluptuous of the two, and they now gazed, momentarily, into each other’s eyes.
“Yes, I did, but John was there too.”
“And he will be again,” Josie answered on a pout of her lips. She gazed down and saw Beth’s erect nipples shaping the front of her dress and felt hers harden as they pressed their bodies together. “Let go and make it a last night for all of us to remember, Beth. I sure want that and your man, I know, wants that too.”
Shocked, Beth gazed into John’s wondering eyes as he saw them so close together. Callum is also engaged with the sight before him. Warm feelings surge through her body, feelings she has known of before, on that first and stormy night, and when her restraint had been seduced away.
Josie’s a lovely young woman, her silken and glistening black hair tied back from an unblemished face, her skin tanned, and her slim figure blessed with pert and full breasts. The white, short-hemmed, backless beach dress she had chosen to wear for the evening flatters her; its strappy design and lacey cups reveal the wilder, even provocative, side to her nature. She carries off the sexy look with ease. No wonder, Beth now thinks, John is more than a little smitten with the young woman. He may have suggested to her how their last night together should be spent.
“You do surprise me,” Josie chooses to confide when the men are arranging the covers on the bed, dimming the glare of the lights so that the room is bathed in a warmer glow. “John’s so into this, that I wonder how you cannot play as much as he wants to do.”
“It may explain why we’re still together,” Beth confides. “I always like to take him back and we then make up for what he’s done. You may get there too with Callum, one day.”
“Perhaps,” Josie says with a shrug and she kicks off her shoes. “All I’m saying is that you’re a beautiful woman. I hope I get to look so good when I’m your age.”
Beth laughs in dismay on hearing that but she is silenced by Josie embracing her and then kissing her on the mouth, questing caresses, and the clamp of her hands breaking through her reserve.
“I’m…I’m not used to that!” she cries out yet knowing that there is a first time for everything, even after her times with John and the company he sometimes keeps.
Josie pursues her and stands close, at her shoulder, as she gazes out onto the bay below them, the resort’s lights twinkling on the calm sea. The contradictions are not lost on her, and Beth wonders how luxurious surroundings can also be a place for those in pursuit of a debauched way of spending time together. She will become one of them, her loyalty to John and her wish to exercise some control over his ways now prompting her to concede to whatever is asked of her. It’s a line of least resistance and has nothing to commend it. She responds to Josie’s arm going around her waist as they sip on their drinks.
“John told me that you shared in a threesome, just once.”
She simply nodded her reply to that, squirmed on feeling Josie’s hand drift from her waist and brush her tummy, to then tug on the skirt of her dress until her hand caressed the soft skin of her thighs.
“John?”
She groaned as waves of unconfined pleasure, spurred on by the illicitness of a young woman’s claims upon her body, rushed in. She pushed her hips forward to meet Josie’s wandering and caressing claims, her thong tugged aside. The young woman was intent on putting on a show for the men whose reflections she could see in the mirror that she and Josie faced.
“I want John to join us.” Josie kissed, slowly and provocatively, and in time with the slow rhythm of her caresses. “We can be together…the three of us…it’s what we both want, now, isn’t that so?” Josie paused but received no answer. “John said you had been with him that time, only once, but it was special…and you enjoyed yourself. Isn’t that so?”
Beth felt tongue-tied and did not answer. She met Josie’s stilled look.
“I guess it was as John told me, Beth.”
“So, we have no secrets!”
“But was it good, that only time?”
Beth now felt John’s strong arm go around her shaking shoulders and the three of them embraced.
“It was a special moment for me, Beth…and…and I want that again while we’re here.” He bent to kiss her and felt Beth’s lips trembling. The woman who was always so in control of herself was lost in what he was asking of her.
“That time was a secret that I have always kept, until now.”
“But you said that you enjoyed it and being here with Josie and Callum seems a good time for us to go there again. You did enjoy that time, didn’t you?”
“Yes, I did!” Beth snapped in reply to his coaxing words and in response to the caresses of Josie and John to her body, Josie’s invasive and pleasurable. She now felt Callum’s touch, his hands sliding around her body before they moved to cup and squeeze her breasts. She was the object of the desiring attention of three others.
“From how I see you three getting on, together, it looks like Beth’s ready for a new adventure,” whispered Callum, his embrace upon tightening. She could feel the press of his hard prick against her buttocks, the skirt of her dress tugged up until it was around her waist.
“Oh, this crazy!”
“Yes, so just give in to it,” Callum kissed.
Beth shared in hungering kisses with them all, her moans of dismay at what was happening silenced by the press of mouths to her lips, cheeks, and throat.
Suddenly, Callum’s touch is no longer on her. She feels Josie’s soft caress to her face as her free hand tugs lose the fastenings of her dress, the zip being drawn down her back as she holds John’s stare upon her. With Josie, he eases her dress away and her breasts tumble free. She is left standing before them with only her thong left to be loosened and tugged away.
Beth shudders. Is she again to experience an adventure that breaks all of her rules for a time like this? At least she will be claimed by one man and woman, not two men. Callum can have her later if that is how the night will be played out. John, she knows, will want to fuck Josie until he has nothing left to give her.
“Let us see you,” Josie coaxes.
“Yes, that goes for me too, darling…”
John leaned forward and began kissing her as his hands covered her wonderfully firm breasts, the beginnings of their indolent sag taking nothing away from their beauty, their pert nipples turned up and inviting his attention. He heard her soft moans and felt her hands in his hair as he claimed them. She had closed her eyes and languished in his embrace.
The cool night air, that wafted in through the open window, hardened her nipples and she found both John and Josie renewing their attention upon them.
“Undress, both of you…get undressed!” she gasped, clutching John’s head as his mouth worked her nipples to an aching hardness and Josie fingered her with practiced ease. She leaned in to kiss her, open-mouthed, whenever John moved away to allow another to claim her body. “You too?”
Beth reached out to pull Callum closer and met his kisses, watched him as he undressed Josie before she took to John, rushed to drag his dark blue shirt off his tanned body before she tugged on his belt and shared with him his undressing. John’s white slacks were soon around his ankles before he stepped out of them.
Beth shuddered on seeing him and how Josie could not keep her hands off him.
Her man was so strong and blessed with so much that his pouch briefs could scarcely contain his length and heavy sac. How could she share her man when he was blessed with so much? She never tired of him, nor the sight of what he brought. And now, she would have to share that with another woman and was being coaxed to willingly do so.
It’s clear from how Josie is seen to cling to John, once more, and as she trails caresses over his broad chest and down to grip that swell in his briefs that she wants to be fucked by him once more. She wants that to be in his wife’s presence; for her to see them and she plays a part on the wide bed that dominates the room.
“Persuade her,” Josie murmurs, but loud enough for Beth to hear, and she meets John’s look before she’s drawn into his embrace. His lips are warm on her naked skin, his chest strong as her breasts are crushed against him before his mouth crashes against her lips and she is lifted against him.
“I’ll love with you, first.”
He keeps kissing Beth as she is lifted off the floor and carried to the bed, Josie pushing her hands between them and caressing her breasts. She pinches and tugs on hard nipples and kisses her back as John holds her in his lusting embrace.
Is she losing all sense of time and place, her man’s caresses, and those of another woman overwhelming her restraint?
“Are you enjoying this?” Josie asks, her lips pressed to her neck as John keeps his hold upon her. She is crushed between them and hears John’s coaxing voice asking her to ‘really let go’.
“It seems like a good idea, so sexy, for us both to share what John can bring and enjoy, don’t you think so, Beth?”
John has loosened his hold upon her and Beth meets Josie’s kisses, opening her mouth and she groans as the young woman’s tongue darts and swirls in her mouth; John’s fingers continue to stroke her pussy’s lips, his erect penis brushing against her belly. She kisses back, loves the touch and taste of Josie’s tongue in her mouth, and enjoys what’s happening, between two women, for the first time.
“That’s it, darling, let it go…lose yourself this time,” John says to encourage her. He feels her relax in his embrace. The three of them share in a flurry of kisses and questing caresses, Josie’s kisses soon overwhelming her as John’s fingers open the way to him taking her. “We’re going to make a night of it, my darling, a night better than the last time we went like this.”
“Better, it’s sure to be better,” Josie says.
She interrupts their bonding in a situation that John is only too familiar with but Beth isn’t. She meets John’s kisses but feels his awkwardness because of Beth clinging to him. Beth surrendered to them, kissed Josie, and felt the young woman’s hands on her breasts. John chose not to interrupt them but trailed touches over Beth’s bare shoulders and back before pressing his fingertips to the base of her spine, pricking her skin with his fingernails. It’s something she likes doing to him when they’re taking each other. “Down on the bed, the three of us!”
“And it’s me first!” Josie exclaims pulling Beth down with her onto the cool covers.
There’s no way back from this, nor does Beth want that. She no longer has any intentions of denying herself the glorious mayhem of feelings that being with John in these circumstances now arouses in her. Her body is demanding good sex and different experiences that are provoked by a young woman’s claims upon her body.
John chooses not to interrupt, not for a moment, and Beth notices how Callum is watching the scene play out, his briefs distorted by an erection that he tugs on. He’s undoubtedly well-hung, but not as blessed as her John is.
“I’ll have you too!” he calls out to her but choosing not to interrupt his wife’s claims on Beth as she pushes her legs apart and sinks her face onto her pussy, tongues her as one hand reaches up to clamp on her breasts.
“John?” Josie looked over her shoulder.
She felt his hands on her hips as he coaxed her to kneel so that John could press against her. She feels him tap the domed tip of his penis against her pussy’s lips before he thrusts into her, deepening his seducing and plunging thrusts and she’s pushed down onto Beth, her mouth greedily claiming her soaked pussy.
The speed at which Josie moved shocked Beth, but she soon lost any remaining inhibitions, bucking her hips in time with John’s slow but purposeful taking of her.
“John…John!” Josie yelped as John found her, interrupting her claims on Beth’s pussy.
Josie sucked and licked Beth’s clit and then shoved two fingers into her, turning her fingers upward to rub Beth’s most sensitive spot. “Hold on…hold on,” she called out to both of them as the bed began to rock and dip as John’s assault upon her continued.
Beth writhed underneath her and she gasped out of wanton pleasure as Josie’s mouth, tongue and fingers suck and caressed, and found their way to her clit. She groaned and reached out to John who took her hand for an instant. “Is this how you want it to be?”
Josie stops in her claims and moves up the bed to straddle her, kneeling between Beth’s parted legs as John resumes thrusting into her, his movements making her brush against Beth’s body, her breasts crushed or brushing Beth’s skin. She groans through the kisses she shares with Beth, the woman hungry for what is being shared, all inhibitions gone. She sucks on Josie’s tongue, clings to Josie, and feels the intensity of John’s possession of the young woman’s body.
She wants to discover it all, the waywardness of what she is doing again, in a threesome, and John has yet to take her and finish what has been started. Now, however, her fingers tease the puckered skin of Josie’s other spot, one she will not penetrate and only hint at doing so.
“We’re together doing this,” Josie kisses, her mouth trailing down over Beth’s breasts and her fingers again plumbing her wet heat. They move faster now, in contrast to John’s slower movements. Beth has met his look upon her and knows what he wants. John wants to finish their tryst with Josie but with her taking him. “I’ll let John finish it with you. I’ll have him again later when you’re with Callum, won’t I?”
“Will I have anything left to give?” Beth groans in dismay, but she’s taken to wondering about it too. “Before I do, let me do something for you.”
“Yes, do that,” John encourages and he slowly withdraws from Josie’s moist heat. He reckons that she will feel empty for a while, but that Beth’s ways may be enough to distract her until he can peg that young body that Beth now claims, pushing Joie back onto the bed.
He watches as Beth slowly licks and fingers the young woman underneath her, Josie’s feet scrabbling on the bed as she bucks her hips to meet the claims upon her.
“You’ve made me do this.” Beth kisses, sucking on the fleshy lips of Josie’s pussy as her head is clamped by her lover’s legs. “You’ve made me want you and to do this.”
“And I want this from you…do it with you!” Josie’s cries fill the room. “Do what you want with me! I want you…and John!”
Aroused by what she’s hearing, Beth begins to finger her and press her thumb onto Joise’s clit, stroking and pressing in slow circles over it. She’s aware of John’s closeness and shifts so that she, as Josie had done moments ago, kneels before him and dips her back in anticipation of his entry.
With a ferocious plunge and thrust of his penis, John soon fills her. In long and sinuous movements his penis fills her until she feels his hips slap against her. She groans deeply throughout his rhythmic taking of her and she feels so full of him, her husband’s senses inflamed by what he is now doing with her and that is to be seen by another woman.
Josie’s hands stop the jerking sway of Beth’s breast as John takes her, lips and hands soon exciting different responses from Beth who is claimed by two lovers at the same time. She feels overcome by a riot of sensations, inflamed by the sounds that Josie is making as her pussy’s claimed by Beth’s gingers and the grunts of John. He’s taking her harder and faster, plunges in deep, and twists to caress what he can reach so deep within her.
“John! John!”
His tamping movements deliberately stretch her and she parts her legs a little further to heighten the sensations that his movements arouse, how he coaxed her to abandon any restraint. The tempo of John’s movements is matched by her fingering of Josie, the claims of her fingers and tongue arousing deep groans and she knows that Josie is near to being overwhelmed by what may be a shattering orgasm.
“You…you passionate lover…you wonder!” Josie screeches and she wraps her arms around Beth’s neck, clings to her as she kisses her lover; snorted breaths of passionate release shared with another woman. “I’ll leave you two to finish this…I’ve had enough, for now!”
“No, you won’t!” John commands, even as he sees Josie move away from under Beth. His wife gasps as he withdraws from her. She is on the point of her orgasm and wants to feel John burst and share in her climax. But, he has other ideas. “For you…for you both!”
Josie’s mouth opens and the first spurt coats the back of her throat as she takes him deep. The next is for Beth. She gasps in dismay as he plunges back into her and thrusts deeply before he can hold back the flood no longer. Tingling rushes course through her body as she feels his penis leap and he expels his lust for her with quickening shocks in his body. John’s grip on her body is unrelenting and his hands join with Josie’s to claim her swaying and jerking breasts until he is spent.
“Darling…darling…my darling man,” Beth groans as she finally comes down from her moments of exultation. She has known of the wrecking pleasure discovered with two people. She says nothing as John finally withdraws from her and lies down on the bed. She feels too high, far too enervated, to bear his slow caresses to her body, the trail of his fingers from her breasts down to where she has taken him and Josie has also been.
“Lie down here with us?” Josie asks reaching out to Callum. “You sure let us get on with the fun, darling.”
He holds out warm flannels, and watches, spellbound, as John moves to kneel beside Beth and cleans her in slow wipes of the cloth. The woman’s shaven pussy, the lips once closed and just a groove, are now open and moist, at their centre the haven where John has been and where he now urgently wants to be. He has been watching others having sex and wants some of that too.
“You’re strong, hon’,” Josie says again and she reaches out to hold Callum’s trembling length of flesh as he works it slowly with one hand. “Bring it to me or is it Beth you want?”
“Beth, forgive me but it’s Beth for me if she’ll take it.”
He does not wait for an answer from either of them but leans over Josie to kiss Beth’s lips and can taste the remains of his wife’s juices on her. Josie rolls off the bed and scoots to John’s side and Callum wastes no time. He leans over Beth and kisses her as his hands trail down over her body and he coaxes Beth to part her legs. Her sex looks so inviting and he bends down to taste her, Beth soon tugging on his hair to draw him down. He begins to eat her out.
“Never again, not after tonight and like this!” she cries out, feeling overwhelmed by what will play out between them as, beside her, John pursues Josie in his passionately delinquent ways. Josie is already straddling him with a look of contentment on her flushed face.
“Take me! Take me and do it now!”
Callum straddles her waist and all she has to do is lift her head and take him in her mouth, to work him as best as the position, that she is in, allows her. It doesn’t last and he moves down, coaxes her to raise her legs and plant her feet on the covers as he bends to his new task of eating her out, kisses and caresses offered to the warm flesh of her thighs as he trails touches to them from her knees to the centre of her moist heat.
His fingers are already caressing enervated skin, excited by others, but his flickering tongue excites her to be drawn into the maelstrom pleasure that she finds impossible to endure.
“Find it…go on…find it!” She yelps out her demands and pulls him down onto her clit, feeling the swirl and dart of his flickering tongue within her. She does so even as she reaches out and fumbles for John’s hand, finding its grip companionable.
They are together in this maelstrom of pleasuring others.
Beth now sees Josie as a passionate and demanding young woman and her actions as she looks down to where John has been taken, her movements on him, and the claims of his hands on her body, suggest that she is again on the edge of another wasting and all-consuming climax, the sight and sounds of it and what Callum is doing to her tipping her over the edge. Callum sucking on her pussy’s lips, darts his tongue into her, and works her clit. She realizes that he is the only one of them not to have succumbed to an orgasm.
The sights and sounds of what John and Josie are sharing cannot be closed out. She’s oblivious to Callum pulling on her hips and lifting her, a single thrust breaking through before she is lifted off the bed, her legs locked behind his back and her arms gripping his neck as she’s impaled on him.
She knows where he will take her and she bucks her hips, tugs on that invading length of flesh, and meets his hungering kisses, leaning back so that he can claim her breasts with his lips, to swirl his tongue over her hard nipples. They are sore from the claims upon them of John and Josie.
She groans through their kisses and is overwhelmed by the fury of his pounding rhythm as Callum pushes her back onto the bed and they rock and couple, she clawing at his back or gripping his buttocks to draw him deeper and to find her.
“Finish it, Callum! Oh, finish it!”
It feels as if the world around her has gone dark and he feels herself floating, her body seeming to be filled by the young man who lusts after her, once more, and who defies what she wants from a night of sex with a man who remains all but a stranger.
John makes love to her, he always does. Callum uses her for sex and she hasn’t lost sight of that.
‘Crazy…crazy!’ she gasped and pushed down to meet his claims. ‘I…I can’t go on!’
‘Try!’ His lips tugged on her nipples and his fingers worked to open her. ‘What you bring and do make me want you!’
And then…
And then Callum coaxed her to rise and fall onto him, for her to be penetrated. She felt the breath catch in her throat as he seemed to climb higher and higher within her body; to caress and stretch her until she clung to him. She had to tear her mouth away from his deepening kisses as the tide of passion crashed over them. He sought to silence her cries of wanton abandon.
“I can’t hold onto you like this!” she cried out and fell back on the bed. She gasped in time with his taking of her; Callum’s prick moving like a piston in its sleeve as he claimed her in these beguiling tempestuous ways. ‘You…you wonder…you young wonder!’
Callum persisted in his claims upon her, and he slowly began a sinuous tamp of her body; felt her push up to claim and tug on him and felt his hands grip her breasts and squeeze hard; felt his lips claim and tug on her nipples as if they would be torn from her body.
“Jeez! You’re so good at this!” he called out to her.
“Do it fast!” she gasped and pushed up on the bed; her feet scrabbling to make it happen.
“I want to fuck… fuck!” he cried out as she tugged fiercely on his plunging length and they heard the slap of their skins against each other.
“Callum! Yes…so do I…so do I!” Tears sprang into her eyes as she felt her approaching climax…then another…and another; her shudders met by his kisses and easing off the pace that had been set. She stopped. “Oh, Callum…a condom…use a condom!’
“Hell…now of all times!”
Callum remained so deep within her but became still. He reached for the box, so conveniently placed on the bedside cabinet, and pulled one free. She felt empty as he withdrew from her and watched, in fascination, as he tore away the wrapping and felt his hands brush her thighs. Together, they drew the thin sleeve over his penis, she noticing how her hands trembled. Then, he was poised over her for only a moment before plunging in and drawing fiercely to him.
Callum panted as he slammed into her and Beth pushed back.
“Take me there…take me there!”
has he slammed into her and she pushed back; thrust her feet into the mattress and raised her hips to meet his pounding rhythm.
“Go on…go on…finish it!’ She gasped in her pleasure as he slammed into her and she pushed back. Her feet were pushed into the mattress as she raised her hips to meet his pounding rhythm.
She squealed and she shook her head from side to side as her orgasm coursed through her in drugging waves. There was but a moment’s pause before felt the rush of his orgasm filling the condo in jetting, tingling rushes and that the thin rubber sleeve could not deny to her.
Callum shuddered and lifted his face away as she sought to kiss him and to share in moments of feeling dazed and mellowed by moments of shared pleasure.
“You’ve done it for me again…done it for me again, Beth!”
She felt Callum slump down upon her and she basked in their shared heat; reached between their bodies to caress her wet, soft folds and the base of his prick where she still clamped on it with her aching muscles.
He kept her to him as they rolled over and Callum lay on his back. He reached out to brush away her hair and saw the soft glow on her skin. He obliged her as Beth pressed her breasts to his lips.
‘You’ve done it all for me…it felt so good,’ he told her, his hands stroking her body, wonderingly.
‘And the night’s only just begun,’ she replied kissing him. She was quite unwilling to let this young guy go after one session that had taken her breath away for its spontaneity. They were all but strangers outside their bed. “Can you keep it up, I wonder?”
Such familiarity was not a part of liaisons such as this, but the rule book had been cast aside.
‘What do you think?’ he grinned, ‘and there’s only one way to find out, isn’t there?’
♥
John woke her as he pressed his lips to the hollow in her shoulder, and slowly caressed her belly. She lay on her side in a state of dreamy lethargy. She was in her room, in her bed and only now, as she felt John embrace her and she felt the strength in him once more, did she wonder how long they had been with Callum and Josie.
“You’re with me again, only with me,” she now said and turned enough, in his embrace, to look at him as John leaned in to kiss her deeply, one hand claiming her aching breasts and she reaching behind her to feel how hard he again was. “Was last night not enough for you?”
John pushed on her leg until she lay in a foetal position with him pressed hard against her. “I realized that what we did with those two got way out of hand. You were right, as always. Keep what you have for the one you love and for no one else.”
“Darling, I’ve waited so long to hear you say that!”
Without any foreplay, John fucked her as fast and for as long as their energy allowed, orgasms hitting them without a moment’s reprieve and in drugging waves.
“How you do it for me!”
John gasped as his body was wracked by a searing orgasm, his cum spurting out from what seemed a large reservoir that their frolics with Josie had not drained.
“And that I’ll keep on doing for you!”
She had called out to him through her climax, clinging to John with her arms and legs wrapped around him and his penis gripped by her pussy’s muscles with renewed intensity. She loved John with body and mind, just as it should always have been.
They lay in a fevered embrace and drifted off into sleep, waking some hours later and knowing that they had missed breakfast and perhaps a rendezvous with Josie and Callum.
“Just you and me, from now on,” she called out as John left their bed, intent on having a shower. They both smelled of sex and Beth was dismayed to feel a sore mark on one thigh.
John saw her touch it and came to stand by her side.
“There’s loving and there’s ownership. You will have all the love you need and want with me. Let them go, we’ve had our moments with them.”
Beth resolved that she would do as he asked of her, but the mark was Callum’s way of letting her know that their close encounters would be prolonged, if only in her mind, for as long as the mark ached and remained visible. It seemed that she had taken him to new heights of pleasure and she felt uncomfortable to be reminded of it, and the effect that the young man’s loving ways had upon her.
Despite her doubts, she had enjoyed close encounters with another man and could not help but wonder what effect she had on Callum and how that would affect his life with Josie.
She simply couldn’t switch off, so easily, what she continued to feel after everything that she and John had discovered in a luxurious hotel on the Amalfi coast.
Her cup of pleasure had certainly run over.
♥
