“Eat my pussy, baby. Do with your mouth what your dick couldn’t. Make me cum.” Mandy commanded.
Realizing my own failure at cumming with my wife, something which we had always managed in the past, I complied. I opened my mouth and stuck my tongue out and started lapping up the juices coming out of her pussy. It was immediately apparent which cum was mine and which was Winston’s. Mine had a familiar flavor of bleach and cloying texture, while Winston’s was almost sweet, thick, and smooth. I liked his much better than mine and I eagerly lapped away in the hopes of getting my load out of the way so I could focus on tasting his.
“Oh shit, that is good.” Mandy said. “He is eating my pussy so good, Winston. He is very eager.”
“Of course he is. He has had a taste of black cum. He will never be the same again. Speaking of which, I expect my lovers to clean my cock off after I fuck them, and you were preoccupied, so now is the time.” Winston climbed onto the bed, standing beside my wife so his semi-hard dick was dangling in front of her face, covered in a shimmer of their combined juices. Mandy grabbed his cock eagerly and started cleaning it off, giving it lovingly tender licks while looking up at Winston. Underneath her, I continued my ministrations on her pussy, swallowing dollops of Winston’s cum as I did so.
“Holy shit, your cum is fucking delicious.” Mandy said after several seconds of worshiping her new lover’s dick.
“Yes. Imagine how much your husband has to taste and you will see why he is eagerly eating your pussy.” He replied.
“Is that so, baby? Are you eating my pussy because you want more of Winston’s cum?” She asked me.
“Mmmmhmmm.” I moaned into my wife’s pussy, ignoring the obvious taboo of it all in favor of the eroticism. I attacked her clit with more vigor, attempting to redeem myself in her eyes given that my dick was no longer the perfect shape for her pussy.
“Oh fuck, you are eager. Yes, just like that. Get me there, honey.” Mandy moaned as she approached orgasm. She looked back to Winston’s dick and shoved it inside of her mouth. Soon after, she came on my face and I got a treat of more of her juices as well as more of Winston’s cum buried deep inside her.
“Looks like your husband can still make you cum with his mouth.” Winston commented.
Mandy pulled away from Winston’s dick. “He is still useful for something.” She pulled off of my face. “Honey, can you leave Winston and I alone now? I want more of that dick, but I want this next fuck to be intimate. Please?” She showed me her puppy-dog eyes that she used to get whatever she wanted. While I was eager to stay, I couldn’t refuse my wife. I got up off the bed and Mandy kissed me on the mouth before she pushed Winston onto his back and climbed aboard his re-awakened dick.
Before I left, Winston called out to me. “Why don’t you go walk around the halls, Bruce. I am sure you will see some things you have never seen before. Remember, an open door is an invitation.”
I left the bedroom and closed the door, wondering exactly what that could mean. I went to the bathroom and cleaned up the snail trail on my chest and crotch, and then returned to the living room, where I put my clothes back on. I thought about Winston’s suggestion and decided I would explore the resort some more.
Leaving our room, I walked down our hallway a bit and noticed that, while most of the doors were closed, a few were open a sliver, with the hotel latch outside the door, blocking it from shutting. I opened the closest door, several down from our own, and listened inside. I heard the rhythmic slapping of sex in the background, as well as what could only be described as the sounds of a blowjob. Curious, I entered.
The room was similar to our own, with a living room, but appeared to only have one bedroom, as where the second bedroom would be in our room, there was only a wall. I walked down the entry hallway into the living room area and was surprised by what I saw.
The twins and the couple had obviously hit it off. I recalled that the twins’ names were Sa’id and Hakim, though I couldn’t tell you who was who. They had looked identical earlier, and their current positions did not change that at all. The couple who had been selected were now in very compromising positions.
The doors to the bedroom were open, so I could see the petite blonde woman of the couple being fucked by one of the twins. They were in a spoon position, with their legs closest to me, and she was clearly enjoying herself, as her moans were audible throughout the suite. The cock that I saw pistoning out of her pussy looked to be similar in length to Winston’s, but slightly thinner. From the angle, it was difficult to ascertain her height, but she looked tall and quite thin, with little in the way of breasts. Her butt was nice and firm, but not very thick. She looked like a runner.
On the couch was where the real surprise lay. The second twin was seated, fully naked, with his cock on almost full display, had it not been half-buried in the mouth of the red-headed male of the couple. He was sucking furiously on an obvious duplicate of its twin. It was fascinating to watch a pale white man sucking on this large black dick. The contrast in colors is what was so strange, until you realized you were watching a man do it. Although, the man was quite effeminate looking. He was also completely naked. I moved forward to get a better look at him and my movement drew the attention of the twin having his dick sucked.
He looked over at me and said “Look, Nel, you have an audience.” The red-head started and tried to pull off the dick in his mouth, but the twin held him in place.
“Where ‘da fuck you tink you goin? Keep sucking dat dick, faggot.” The twin commanded. The red head stared at me with his eyes, almost pleadingly, and then got back to sucking the pole in his mouth. “Hey, enyi, come sit and watch up close.” He patted the seat next to his on the couch. For no good reason, I complied and sat beside him, still glancing furtively at ‘Nel’ sucking the cock. “Good man. Dis Cornelius, but I call ‘im Nel. He just learning to suck da dick. You wanna try?” He asked me.
“Uhhh, n-n-no. No thank you.” I stammered.
“Kay den. No problem. You watch.” He returned his focus to Nel’s ministrations for the next several minutes, and I watched. Nel could get the dick pretty deep down his throat, so I wasn’t sure what was being taught. He seemed pretty good at it, he must have had a lot of practice. “What your name?” The twin asked me, pulling me out of my reverie.
“Bruce.” I replied, absentmindedly.
“Sa’id. My brother Hakim fucking dis faggot’s wife. I fucked her earlier, so it’s not gay. I using dis faggot mouth to stay hard so I can use his wife ass next.” Sa’id laughed at this and Nel tried to pull away again, but was held firm with Sa’id’s strong hands. “Fuck, Nel, you keep trying to get away and I might just come in yo mouth. Or maybe, instead of lubing up yo bitch ass before I fuck it, I go dry like them fuckers back home.” Nel stopped struggling and continued sucking.