The scent of sunscreen and saltwater filled the air as a gentle breeze kissed Darran and Mei’s faces. The soft crunch of sand beneath their flip-flops grew fainter with each step they took away from the shoreline. They had spent the morning lounging on the beach, the warmth of the Croatian sun seeping into their skin. Now, as the sun reached its peak, they felt the first stirrings of hunger and the need for shade.
“Let’s grab lunch at the hotel,” Mei suggested, her eyes squinting against the brightness. “I saw a poolside restaurant that looked pretty good.”
“Sounds perfect,” Darran agreed, wiping the sweat from his brow with the back of his hand. The thought of a cool drink and a shady spot was too tempting to resist. They picked up their pace, eager to escape the heat.
As Mei gracefully stood up, her bikini hugging her petite but athletic frame, a murmur of admiration rippled through a nearby group of young men playing beach volleyball. Their eyes lingered on her toned abs and the way the material clung to her curves. She didn’t seem to notice, already reaching for her beach bag, but Darran caught their glances.
A smug smile played on the corners of his mouth. He knew Mei was used to the attention, but he couldn’t help the thrill it gave him to see other men want her. It was a silent affirmation of his good taste, a subtle ego boost that never failed to make him feel alive. He took her hand, and together they started down the sandy path that led to the hotel.
Darran’s thoughts drifted back to a month ago, to a grainy CCTV video feed that had played on a loop in his mind ever since. In the dim light of the workshop, he had watched Mei, his Mei, with two other men. The scene was raw and unfiltered, a stark contrast to the serene beach that now surrounded them.
The video had captured Mei’s every move, her body contorting with unbridled lust as she expertly handled the duo. Her eyes had been closed, but he could almost hear the moans she had made as they took her, one after the other. She had been like a siren, drawing them in, using her mouth and pussy to keep them enthralled. It was a performance that had left him both aroused and frustrated in equal measure, a silent symphony of desire that he had been unable to participate in.
The hotel loomed ahead, a sprawling white building with blue shutters, a stark contrast to the natural beauty of the beach. The path grew more crowded with tourists and hotel staff carrying towels and drinks, but Darran’s eyes remained locked on Mei. Her body was a canvas of perfection, a testament to her dedication to fitness. Her ass, in particular, was a masterpiece of nature’s craftsmanship, sculpted by years of discipline and care. It was round and firm, a delightful handful that Darran never tired of squeezing and admiring.
The memory of that video feed played in his mind like a pornographic screensaver, a constant reminder of her sexual prowess. He could almost feel the weight of the other men’s stares, their envy palpable as they watched the two of them walk by. The way they ogled her made his cock twitch, filling him with a potent mix of possessiveness and pride. He knew he had to have her again, and soon. The hunger in his loins began to overshadow the hunger in his stomach.
As they approached the hotel, the path grew narrower, forcing them to walk closer together. From the corner of his eye, Darran noticed two young men heading towards them, both wearing swimsuits that screamed of confidence and good genes. The first walked with the pride of a magnificent lion, broad chest, and bulging biceps. His shorts were a riot of colors that only served to highlight his tanned, sculpted physique. The second man was sleeker, with a grace more akin to a panther. His six-pack a testament to countless hours of dedicated effort in the gym. His blue Speedos hugged him tightly, leaving nothing to the imagination as they emphasized his substantial package.
The two men, probably in their early twenties, couldn’t help but cast glances at Mei. Their eyes swept over her, drinking in her beauty like parched travelers at an oasis. Darran felt the electricity in the air, a palpable tension that seemed to make Mei’s skin glisten even more. The men’s smiles grew warmer as they caught sight of her, their eyes lighting up with hunger.
Mei returned their smiles, but hers was demure, almost innocent. She had the poise of a woman who knew she was being watched, and who reveled in it. She also felt some pride in the fact that she could still command the attention of men at least twenty years her junior, and such well-presented ones too. She suddenly realized the gaze had lingered a little too long.
Darran’s smile grew a bit wider as he caught her looking at them. He knew what she was thinking, that she was remembering the workshop, the mechanic, and the well-endowed apprentice. The thought of her with these two new actors stirred his blood. And it made his cock thicken in his trunks.
As they passed, both men couldn’t resist a quick look back. Their eyes locked onto Mei’s ass like heat-seeking missiles. She felt the weight of their gazes, a delicious warmth that spread from her neck down to her toes. She swayed her hips just a little more, teasing them with the gentle dance of her flesh.
Darran noticed the exchange, the subtle flex of the men’s jaws, and the way their eyes narrowed slightly as they took in Mei’s body. The sexual energy between the four of them grew thick, charged with a current that seemed to make the very air around them crackle. It was a silent challenge, an unspoken invitation that hung in the air like a question mark.
With a sudden jolt of confidence, Darran tugged at Mei’s hand, pulling her to a stop. “You know,” he said, his voice low and seductive, “I’ve got an idea.”
Mei looked at him, curiosity piqued. “What’s that?”
Darran leaned in, his voice a seductive whisper that tickled her ear. “How about we invite those two to join us for a… private party in our room?” His eyes danced with mischief and desire.
Mei’s pulse quickened. She knew what he was suggesting, and she couldn’t help the thrill that shot through her. She turned to face him, her eyes sparkling with excitement. “Are you serious?”
Darran nodded, his gaze never leaving hers. “Very.” He licked his lips, his eyes dropping to her chest where her breasts rose and fell with each breath she took. “They’re obviously into you. And the thought of watching you with them is driving me wild.”
Mei felt a flush of arousal spread across her cheeks. She knew Darran liked to share her with others, and had seen the hunger in his eyes when he watched her with other men. The idea of bringing these two strangers back to their room was thrilling, but also nerve-wracking. “What if they say no?” she whispered, her voice trembling slightly.
Darran’s eyes never left hers. “They won’t.” He gave her hand a squeeze. “So, do you want to?”
Mei took a deep breath, feeling the warmth of the sun on her bare shoulders. She thought about the cool hotel room, the soft bed, and the delicious prospect of exploring these new bodies. She felt a thrill at the thought of the adventure, the risk, and the potential pleasure. She looked back over her shoulder at the two men, now several paces away. “Let’s do it,” she murmured, a sly smile playing on her lips.
Darran squeezed her hand and released her, nodding towards the hotel. “You go ahead. Make sure the room’s ready for company.” He watched as she sashayed away, her hips moving in a way that made his cock throb.
Mei didn’t look back, her heart racing with excitement as she walked up the hotel’s wooden staircase. She knew Darran’s intentions, and the thrill of it all was too tempting to resist. The door to their hotel room clicked shut behind her, leaving her alone with her thoughts. She took a moment to compose herself, the anticipation making her knees weak and her pussy wet. Then she set to work, dimming the lights, turning on some soft music, and laying out an assortment of towels and condoms on the bedside table. She knew what was expected of her, and she was eager to play her part to perfection.
Darran waited until Mei was out of sight before he turned to catch up to the young men, his eyes gleaming with a mix of challenge and desire. He approached them with a casual confidence that seemed to radiate from his very pores. “Hey,” he called out, and when he was closer, in a lowered voice, said, “Would you guys like to join us back in our room?”
The two men looked at each other, their grins widening. The lion-like one, his hair a sun-kissed blond, stepped forward. “What did you have in mind?” he asked, his Mediterranean accent thick with the promise of good fun.
Darran took a step closer, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. “My wife and I are looking for some company.” He let the words hang in the air, watching the realization dawn on their faces. The panther-like man, his dark eyes gleaming, licked his lips. “We thought maybe you two would like to… join us?”
The bigger man looked at Darran with a mix of shock and excitement. “Your wife?” he repeated, glancing back in the direction Mei had disappeared.
Darran nodded, his eyes gleaming. “Yes, she’s waiting for us.”
The two men looked at each other again, a silent conversation passing between them. Then, as if they had reached an unspoken agreement, they fell into step beside Darran, their excitement palpable. The lion spoke up first, his voice deep and resonant. “Right now?”
Darran nodded, his smile widening. “Right now. She’s already waiting for us.” He could feel the anticipation building between them, a potent cocktail of lust and excitement. The panther’s eyes never left Darran’s, a silent challenge in their depths.
The three men made their way to the hotel, their footsteps echoing off the marble floor of the lobby. The receptionist offered a knowing smile as they passed by, no doubt recognizing the hunger in their eyes. The elevator ride was tense, the air thick with unspoken desires. Mei’s scent lingered in the room, a sweet, musky aroma that seemed to envelop them all.
Darran made a small detour to the reception and asked for a bottle of chilled white wine and 4 glasses to be sent to their room.
As the doors slid open on their floor, they followed Darran down the hallway, the anticipation growing with each step. The door to the room was unlocked, and as they entered, the cool air of the air-conditioned room washed over them, a stark contrast to the heat of their thoughts. Mei was there, lying on the bed, her skin glowing in the soft light. She had changed into a sheer robe, the fabric doing little to hide the perfection beneath.
The two younger men’s eyes widened at the sight of her, their smiles growing hungry. The lion leaned against the doorframe, his gaze traveling over her body with unabashed appreciation. The panther took a more direct approach, walking up to the bed and sitting beside her. He reached out, tracing a finger along her jawline before letting it drop to the neckline of her robe.
Mei’s breath hitched as his touch sent a shiver down her spine. She could feel the heat of their desire, and it only served to amplify her own. She sat up, her eyes flicking from one to the other. “Welcome,” she said, her voice a sultry purr that seemed to resonate through the room.
Just as the panther’s hand brushed the fabric covering her breasts, a knock at the door interrupted the moment. Darran’s eyes never left the young men as he walked over to answer it, his desire a beacon in the room. The hotel staff member, a young woman with a tray of chilled wine and four glasses, looked slightly flustered as she took in the scene before her. She was probably around the same age as the two younger men in the room. She seemed in a trance for a second, but eventually averted her eyes. She set the tray on the dresser before retreating with a murmured apology.
Darran chuckled to himself, his mood lightening as he closed the door behind her. He took the bottle and deftly twisted the corkscrew, popping the cork with a satisfying sound. The scent of crisp white wine filled the air, mingling with the scent of sex and anticipation. He poured the golden liquid into the four glasses, his hand steady despite his racing heart.
The sound of the wine being poured was like a starting gun, setting the scene for what was to come. He handed a glass to each of the men, their eyes still locked on Mei. She took one of the glasses, her hand trembling slightly as she brought it to her lips, her eyes never leaving theirs. The first sip was cold and sweet on her tongue, a delicious contrast to the heat in the room.
The lion took his glass, his eyes never leaving Mei’s as he took a swig. The panther, more graceful, took a slow, deliberate sip, savoring the taste as he continued to caress her skin. The tension grew, the air thick with it, as the three men and Mei circled each other, the dance of desire beginning to unfold. Darran could see the hunger in their eyes, the way they drank in the sight of his wife, and it only made him want her more.
Taking a deep breath, he stepped back, allowing the two younger men to move closer to Mei. He took a seat in the plush chair in the corner of the room, his eyes drinking in the sight of her. The chair was positioned perfectly, allowing him a full view of the bed and the door, a silent sentinel watching over the scene. His cock was hard, straining against the fabric of his swimsuit, as he watched the two men close in around her like a pair of hungry sharks circling their The men begin to circle Mei, touching and caressing her, while Darran watches and feels his own desire grow. He positions himself to have a full view of the unfolding encounter.
The lion leaned in, his hand sliding down Mei’s arm, leaving a trail of fire in its wake. He took the wine glass from her trembling hand and set it aside, his eyes never leaving hers. He leaned in, his mouth capturing hers in a kiss that was both gentle and demanding, his tongue slipping inside to explore and conquer. Mei gasped into his mouth, her body arching towards him, eager for more. The panther watched them with a knowing smile, his eyes dark with desire. He took the opportunity to let his hand wander, his fingers slipping beneath the fabric of Mei’s robe to cup her bare breast. She moaned into the lion’s mouth, her hand reaching up to tangle in his hair, pulling him closer.
With a grin, the panther leaned in, his eyes locking with Darran’s as he took one of Mei’s nipples between his teeth. He bit down gently, eliciting a soft whimper from her. Darran felt a jolt of excitement shoot through him as he watched Mei’s eyes roll back in her head. The panther’s hand slid down her body, his fingers finding her clit, stroking it with a deftness that spoke of experience. Mei’s hips bucked, her moans growing louder as she ground herself against his hand.
The lion, not to be outdone, kissed down her neck, his teeth grazing her skin. He reached for the tie of her robe, pulling it open with a flourish. The fabric fell away, revealing her nakedness to the two men. Mei’s skin was a canvas of desire, her body responding to their every touch with eager abandon. The lion took a moment to appreciate the sight before his mouth found her other nipple, suckling it greedily.
Darran couldn’t help but feel his desire spiraling out of control. He reached down and adjusted himself, his cock straining still against the fabric of his swim shorts. With a swift move, he untied the string and pulled them to his knees. His cock sprang free, thick and hard, pointing towards the ceiling like a flag of triumph. He began to stroke himself slowly, his eyes never leaving the erotic tableau before him.
The panther took over, kissing down Mei’s body as the lion moved to her other breast. His tongue traced the curve of her collarbone before moving to the valley between her breasts, his teeth nipping at the sensitive flesh. All the time his hand remained between her legs, exploring her wetness.
Darran watched, his hand moving more urgently now. The sight of his wife, her body on display, being touched by these two strangers, was intoxicating. He stroked his cock from base to tip, his thumb circling the head. He could feel his orgasm building, the tension coiling tightly in his balls. He knew he had to slow down, to savor the moment, but the sight of Mei’s pleasure was too much.
The lion, feeling the tension in the room, took a step back, his eyes never leaving Mei’s. With a cocky smile, he hooked his thumbs into the waistband of his swim shorts and began to peel them down, his erection springing free. It was a beautiful cock, long and thick, with a thatch of dark hair at the base. He stepped out of the fabric and kicked them aside, his cock bobbing with his excitement.
Mei’s eyes widened at the sight, her breath hitching in her throat. She had seen plenty of men naked before, but there was something about the casual confidence of this stranger that excited her. She licked her lips, her hand slipping between her legs to mirror the panther’s touch.
The lion stepped closer, his cock bobbing with each step. He took her hand, guiding it to his shaft. She gasped as her small hand closed around him, the heat and velvet-smooth skin a stark contrast to Darran’s more familiar grip. His cock was thick, a testament to his youthful vitality.
Mei leaned forward, her eyes locked on the lion’s as she took him into her mouth. She felt his hand in her hair, guiding her, but she needed no instruction. She knew exactly what she was doing, her mouth moving with a practiced rhythm that made his knees wobble.
The panther took this moment to slide off his Speedos, revealing an almost perfect cock. It was a thing of beauty, a masterpiece of manhood that made Darran’s cock twitch with anticipation. It was thick and long, with a slight upward curve that made it look perpetually eager.
With a gentle but firm grip, the panther maneuvers Mei onto her knees, her mouth never leaving the lion’s cock. She moaned around the thickness, the vibration sending shivers down the lion’s spine. He watched as the panther knelt behind her, his dark eyes gleaming with desire.
The panther’s hands were a gentle yet firm presence on her hips, guiding her closer to his mouth. His tongue darted out, tracing the length of her slit before delving in, tasting her sweetness. Mei’s moan grew muffled around the lion’s cock, her hips moving in a silent plea for more. The panther complied, his tongue lapping and teasing, exploring every fold and crevice of her pussy.
Darran’s hand moved faster on his cock, the sight of Mei’s body being used by these two strangers more arousing than he could have ever imagined. The panther’s dark hair brushed against Mei’s ass as he worked his magic, his nose nuzzling against her clit as he licked and sucked. Mei’s legs trembled, the pleasure building inside her like a crescendo.
The lion’s grip tightened on Mei’s head as she worked him, her cheeks hollowing with each suck. He groaned, the vibrations reverberating through his cock and into her mouth. The panther’s tongue was a masterful artist, painting Mei’s pussy with broad strokes and delicate flicks that had her moaning and writhing.
With a sudden move, the panther rolled over onto his back, pulling Mei with him so that she was now straddling his face. His cock, now standing proudly at attention, pointed straight up towards the ceiling.
Mei’s eyes went wide with surprise, but she didn’t hesitate. She straddled the panther’s head, her pussy just inches from his eager mouth. His tongue darted out, licking along her slit as the lion’s cock grew slick with her saliva. She could feel the panther’s breath against her clit, hot and moist, sending shivers of anticipation through her body.
Darran’s gaze was drawn to the panther’s erection, standing tall and proud. He watched, almost hypnotized, as a bead of precum formed at the tip, glistening in the soft light of the room. The desire to taste it, to feel it in his mouth, grew stronger by the second. He licked his lips, his hand moving faster on his cock as he imagined the salty sweetness of the younger man’s essence.
With a groan that was almost a growl, he stood, his legs wobbly with lust. He took a step, then another, until he was standing beside the bed, his eyes never leaving the panther’s cock. His hand reached out, almost of its own accord, and wrapped around the shaft. It was hot, like a brand, and he could feel the pulse of the other man’s heartbeat through the velvety skin. The panther looked up at him, his eyes hooded with pleasure.
.
Darran began stroking it, his hand moving with a rhythm that matched his own heartbeat. The panther’s hips began to buck up into his hand, his tongue still buried in Mei’s pussy. The sound of her muffled moans grew louder, the vibration of her voice adding a new level of pleasure to the mix. The lion watched them and increases the intensity with which he is fucking Mei’s throat.
With a boldness that surprised even himself, Darran leaned down and took the panther’s cock into his mouth. The taste was new, and it was intoxicating. The panther’s moan was muffled against Mei’s pussy, but Darran could feel the vibration of it through the man’s cock. He swirled his tongue around the head, tasting the salt and musk of his precum. The panther’s hips bucked upwards, pushing more of himself into Darran’s mouth.
Mei, lost in the pleasure of the panther’s tongue, felt the sudden jolt of Darran’s mouth on the other man’s cock. The sensation was electric, sending a pulse of desire through her body. She couldn’t see them, but the sounds of sucking and slurping filled the room, mixing with her muffled cries of pleasure. She felt a rush of wetness between her legs, her pussy growing slicker and more sensitive with every passing second.
With a sudden jerk, she pulled herself away from the lion’s cock, gasping for air. With her eyes glazed with need. “Who is going to fuck me?” she breathed, her voice barely above a whisper but filled with urgency.
“I’m first,” the lion responded with a smug smile, reaching for a condom on the bedside table. His hand was steady as he rolled it down his length, the latex stretching over his engorged shaft.
The panther, his eyes never leaving Mei’s, slid aside, allowing Darran to withdraw his mouth with a wet pop. Mei felt a brief pang of disappointment, but it was quickly forgotten as the lion positioned himself behind her. He slapped her ass firmly, the sound echoing through the room, leaving a red handprint that stood out against her tanned skin. She gasped, the sting turning to heat that spread through her body like wildfire.
With a wicked smile, the lion lined himself up with her wet pussy, the head of his condom-covered cock nudging at her entrance. Mei’s eyes closed as she felt him push inside her, the feeling of being filled by a new man’s cock sending shockwaves of pleasure through her. She was so wet, so ready, that he slid in easily, his cock stretching her with a delicious burn that made her toes curl.
The panther, not to be outdone, positioned himself in front of her, his cock standing tall and proud. Mei opened her mouth, welcoming him in, her eyes locked onto Darran’s as she tasted the younger man’s cock. He was thicker than she had imagined, and she had to adjust her grip to accommodate him, her hand wrapping around his shaft as she took him deeper into her mouth. All the time the lion is thrusting into her, making her body shudder.
Darran watched, his cock in hand, as Mei’s lips stretched around the panther’s girth. The sight of her taking on two men at once was like a dream come true, and this time he was not watching on a computer screen, but he was in the room. The taste of the panther was still on his lips, a heady mix of sweat and lust that seemed to amplify the scene before him.
But it was the lion’s tight, muscular ass that drew his eye. The way it flexed with each deep thrust into Mei’s eager pussy was mesmerizing. The urge to reach out and grasp the younger man’s balls grew stronger with each passing moment. It was almost as if he could feel the weight of them in his hand already, the soft skin against his palm as he squeezed gently, feeling the heat and the power that pulsed through them.
He took a step closer, his hand moving almost of its own accord. Mei’s eyes snapped open, catching his movement in her peripheral vision. She moaned around the panther’s cock, her body shaking as she felt Darran’s hand slip around the lion’s waist, his fingers brushing the softness of his sac. The lion’s eyes went wide with surprise, but he didn’t pull away. Instead, he pushed into Darran’s touch, his hips moving in a steady rhythm that matched the beat of the music playing in the background.
Darran’s grip tightened, his thumb and forefinger gently rolling the lion’s balls. The younger man’s breath hitched, his eyes closing as he leaned back into the caress.
The panther watched, his cock twitching with excitement as he felt the shift in dynamics. He knew the look on Mei’s face was one of pure lust as she took him deeper, her throat muscles working around his length. He could feel the lion’s body tensing with each stroke into her wet heat, and the sound of Darran’s hand against his skin was like a symphony of desire.
Suddenly, the lion’s body stiffened, his muscles locked in place. With a roar that seemed to shake the very foundations of the hotel room, he climaxed, his cock pulsing inside Mei’s warm pussy.
Mei’s eyes widened as she felt the hot rush of his seed fill the condom, the sensation sending her orgasm crashing over her like a tidal wave. She moaned around the panther’s cock, her hips bucking wildly as she rode out the intense pleasure.
The lion’s roar of release echoed through the hotel room, his body shuddering with the power of his climax. He held onto Mei’s hips tightly, his cock still buried deep inside her, his breath coming in ragged gasps.
As the tremors subsided, he slowly pulled out, his cock glistening with her wetness. He stumbled back, the condom still wrapped around him, and collapsed into the chair that Darran had vacated. His chest heaved, and his eyes glazed over with the aftermath of his orgasm.
Mei, her body still pulsing with pleasure, released the panther’s cock from her mouth with a soft pop. She licked her lips, savoring the taste of him as she rolled onto her back, her legs spread wide in invitation. The panther took the cue, his eyes gleaming with anticipation as he knelt between her thighs.
With a swift, practiced movement, he tore open the condom packet with his teeth, the sound of latex stretching tight filling the air. He rolled it on, his eyes never leaving hers as he positioned himself at her entrance. The head of his cock, nudged against her still-quivering pussy, sending a fresh wave of desire crashing through her.
The panther’s cock slid in, filling her completely, the feeling of fullness making her gasp. He felt even thicker than the lion, and she felt every inch of him as he pushed inside her. His eyes bore into hers, a silent challenge, a silent question as if asking if she was ready for what was to come.
Mei nodded, her eyes glazed with desire, her body begging for more. The panther took that as his cue, pulling almost all the way out before slamming back into her with a force that made her back arch off the bed. He set a punishing rhythm, his hips moving in a blur as he claimed her body with every stroke.
Darran watched, his own hand moving in time with the panther’s thrusts. He could see the muscles in Mei’s abdomen clench with each impact, her breasts bouncing with the force of it. His eyes kept flicking over to the lion, who was slouched in the chair, his cock in his hand, stroking it lazily. The sight of the other man’s semi-hard cock was like a siren’s call, and Darran found himself unable to resist.
With a predatory grace, he crossed the room and knelt before the lion, his hand still wrapped around his own cock. The younger man’s eyes widened in surprise but did not break away from the scene on the bed. Darran leaned in, his breath hot against the lion’s skin, and took the cock in his mouth. The lion’s gasp was music to his ears as he began to suck with a fervor that was both tender and fierce.
The lion’s hand found Darran’s head, his fingers tangling in his hair as he guided him deeper. The taste of cum lingered on the younger man’s cock. Darran savored it, his tongue swirling around the shaft, his lips tight around the base. He could feel the lion growing harder in his mouth, his body responding to the touch of the older man.
On the bed, Mei’s eyes went wide as she watched her husband with the younger man. The sight was like a lightning bolt to her core, sending her arousal soaring even higher. Her hand found her clit, her fingers moving in quick, tight circles as she watched the panther’s cock disappear into her pussy over and over again.
The panther, noticing the shift in Mei’s expression, took her squeals as a challenge. He gripped her thighs, his muscles bulging with effort, and picked up the pace. Each stroke was like a hammer blow, driving her closer and closer to the edge of another climax. Her nails dug into the bedspread as she felt the panther hit that perfect spot deep inside her, the one that made her scream.
With a final, desperate moan, Mei’s body tensed, her orgasm exploding like a supernova. Her pussy clamped down on the panther’s cock, her walls contracting around him as she rode the wave of pleasure. Her juices gushed around him, soaking the bed and his balls.
The panther’s orgasm was not far behind, his body tensing as he felt Mei’s climax. With a roar of his own, he thrust deep inside her, his cock pulsing with the force of his release.
Mei’s body clenched around the panther, her cries of pleasure echoing through the room, mingling with the sounds of Darran’s eager sucking. The panther’s eyes rolled back in his head, his hips bucking erratically as he emptied himself.
The lion watched the scene, his cock now fully engorged once more. With a sudden surge of power, he stood, pulling Darran with him, his cock still buried in the older man’s mouth. He held Darran’s head still, as he began to fuck his face with a ferocity that left Darran gagging.
Mei’s eyes went wide with shock and arousal at the sight. She had never seen her husband so… dominated. But it was not a look of fear or disgust on his face, but rather one of pure ecstasy.
Darran’s grip tightened on the lion’s ass, his fingers digging into the firm flesh as he attempted to pull him deeper into his mouth. The younger man’s cock hit the back of his throat, and he gagged again, but he didn’t stop. Instead, he pushed through the discomfort, eager to take all of him. The lion’s hand tangled in his hair, guiding him, pushing him further.
Suddenly, the lion’s body went rigid, and a hot flood filled Darran’s mouth. He swallowed around the thick cock, the taste of cum bitter and salty, but it only served to fuel his desire. The lion’s hips jerked erratically, his orgasm pulsing through his cock and into Darran’s throat. Darran could feel the younger man’s thighs quivering with the effort of holding himself up, his breath coming in harsh pants.
Finally, the lion pulled out, his cock slipping free with a wet sound. Cum glistened on Darran’s beard and the corners of his mouth. He looked up at the lion, his eyes glazed with a mix of satisfaction and hunger. The lion’s chest was heaving, his cock still half-hard as he stared down at Darran with a look that was both surprised and aroused.
The hotel room was a cocoon of heat, the air thick with the scent of sex and sweat. Mei lay on the bed, her body limp with exhaustion, her chest rising and falling with each deep, contented breath. The panther collapsed beside her, his breathing ragged as he fought to regain control of his body.
Slowly, almost in a trance, the four of them began to move. The lion reached for a wine glass on the nightstand, his hand trembling slightly as he brought it to his lips, the cool liquid a stark contrast to the fire in his veins.
Mei, still lying on the bed, her body a canvas of desire, took a water bottle and brought it to her mouth, the condensation cold and refreshing against her feverish skin. She took a long drink, the water soothing her dry throat as she watched Darran and the panther, who were doing the same.
The silence was abruptly shattered by a knock at the door. All three men looked at each other, the tension in the room thickening. Darran’s eyes went wide, the realization that their actions could be discovered by someone outside sending a thrill of fear through him. The panther’s cock twitched, the thought of being caught adding a new layer of excitement to the encounter.
With a swift move, Darran grabbed a robe from the back of the chair and pulled it on, tying the sash with shaking hands. He approached the door, his heart hammering in his chest. He took a deep breath, steeling himself for what might come next.
Cautiously, he unlocked the door and pulled it open a crack, peering out into the hallway. The young girl who had brought the wine earlier was there, her eyes wide with surprise at the sight of him. She was still dressed in her hotel uniform, but there was something different about her now, something… knowing.
“I brought more wine,” she said, her smile playful as she held up two bottles. “And my shift has just finished.”
Darran’s eyes widened in surprise as she pushed past him, her uniform hugging her curves in a way that left little to the imagination.
The lion and panther shared a knowing smile, their eyes lighting up with the prospect of another participant. Mei, her breath still coming in ragged gasps, sat up and swiped a lock of hair from her face, a glint of excitement in her gaze.
Darran closed the door with a gentle click, turning to survey the decadent scene before him. The hotel room was a tapestry of rumpled bedding and discarded clothing, the scent of sex hanging heavily in the air. Mei lay in the center, her body flushed and glowing, a vision of wanton desire that made his heart race. The two younger men, their arousal still evident, as the newcomer was pouring wine before getting undressed.
A wicked smile played at the corner of Darran’s mouth as he took in the sight of Mei, her legs still spread, invitingly. The panther was already leading the hotel girl, now down to her underwear, to the bed. Darran couldn’t believe how this holiday had unfolded. It was like a dream come true, a fantasy he had never dared to voice out loud. But here it was, playing out before him, and it was more intoxicating than he could have ever imagined.
