Anything Goes II

“No, I’m serious! It’s a whole thing. Start looking for it, I promise you’ll see it everywhere now.”

“An upside-down pineapple?”

“Yeah, it’s, like, the code.”

“For swingers?”

“Yes. If you’re at a hotel or on a cruise or something, you put a picture of a pineapple—or a real one—outside your door to invite people in.”

“So swingers are just carrying around pineapples with them at all times?”

“I don’t know—yes, I guess? It’s just how you identify yourself as, you know, part of the scene. Or, the lifestyle, whatever you want to call it.”

“So, you’ve been doing some research, huh?”

“Maybe. A bit.”

“I’m glad. You seemed pretty eager to get back here.”

“Mmmhm. This whole thing… sharing with others… I really like it.”

“Yeah? Good. Because I… like sharing you.”

“You do? What do you like about it?”

“I just… I don’t know, it’s hard to put into words. You deserve pleasure, as much as you want, whenever, however you want. And… I just want to give you that.”

“Very diplomatic answer. I think you’re downplaying your double penetration fantasy.”

“That might have something to do with it. So, what kind of trouble do you wanna get into tonight? You have anything in mind or… you just want to see where the night takes us?”

“Mm, well… you know, I could really use a massage.”

“Oh, a massage, huh? I could definitely do that.”

Your fingers play at my hips beneath the warm water. Being touched underwater feels… different. Softer… slower somehow.

Your thumb grazes the inside of my thigh and inches between my legs. I open my thighs a little for you and slip my arms around the back of your neck.

Mm, you feel so good right now. I just need you close to me.

“You don’t mind if we have some spectators? There’s a few people in the sauna…”

“Good. Let them watch.”

“C’mon.”

You take my hand and guide me out of the tub. I grab a towel and quickly dry myself off, I guess there’s no need to put my clothes on, considering where we are.

All three of the massage tables are open. I climb up onto the cool leather surface of the one on the left and stretch out on my stomach with my arms by my sides.

I noticed at least four other people with us here in the spa room when we first came in. One couple in the sauna. Another in the shower cubicles, but I’m pretty sure they’re otherwise occupied… probably unlikely to even notice us.

Still… there’s definitely the possibility of someone watching us… joining us, maybe. All of this still feels so new, but… I’m finding myself craving things I never knew I wanted. A stranger joining me and you. Watching you with someone else…

“How’s that?”

“Really… really good. Can you go a little harder on my lower back?”

“Yeah, just like that…”

Your hands feel warm and slick with oil. Skating across my back… pressing down into me and… easing away that tension…

“You look so good right now.”

“Mm, you’re making me feel good.”

“Ohhh… god. Right there…”

Your hands drift down to my ass. You cup each cheek in your palms. Squeezing… kneading…

And your thumb dips down between my legs. You push slowly up against my pussy… but not entering me just yet.

You push two fingers between my folds… finding my clit… and rubbing it with slow circles…

“Turn over.”

I flip over on the table and you drift your hands up from my hips to my breasts. You knead each one in your palms, dragging your thumbs over my nipples… teasing and stroking them…

“You’re making my cock so hard…”

“Yeah? You want to fuck me?”

“Yeah…”

Your hands wrap around my hips and you pull me to the edge of the table. You adjust yourself, pressing your cock right up against me as I wrap my legs around your waist.

Mm, your cock feels so good just pressed up against my folds. Not rushing to go in me. Just… taking time to feel the warmth between us… to feel our bodies pressed together…

You push into me… so slow…

I grab onto the sides of the table and rock my hips into yours. Fuck, you… you’re filling me up. Every time you slide in me, it’s like… like I can take a little more of you… until you’re… you’re all the way in…

“Oh, yeah… God, baby…”

You grab onto my hips, your fingernails biting into my skin, and push yourself even further… deeper…

I squeeze my eyes shut and relax into the sensation.

“Hey.”

I open my eyes. Oh… it wasn’t me you were talking to.

“Hi. Uh… sorry, didn’t mean to interrupt.”

“No, it’s alright.”

“Do you… mind if we watch?”

I sit up onto my elbows to get a better look at who’s speaking. Hmm… average height, lean like a cyclist or something. Wearing nothing but a towel around his waist.

Oh, and his wife, I’m guessing. She’s pretty, dark hair, dark eyes. A little older than me, not wearing anything at all.

I think they were the ones in the sauna.

“Babe, is that okay with you?”

“Yeah, yeah, that’s totally fine.”

I lie back down against the cool surface of the table. Your cock is still in me and my walls clench around it as I get back into position.

Having his eyes on me while you fuck me is… I don’t know, kind of exhilarating. And her, too. Watching me get fucked by my husband… I wonder if it’s turning them on…

I look to my right and he’s taken off his towel. His cock is getting hard and his wife is stroking him. For a moment, our eyes meet. The two of them staring at me… oh, fuck, it’s turning me on.

“Harder, baby…”

“Yeah? You want it harder? You want them to see you get fucked?”

“Oh, fuck… yeah, yeah, just like that…”

I look up at you for just a second. Your eyes are dark and intense before you look over at our spectators.

I look at them, too. His cock is completely erect now and she’s rubbing the underside of his shaft while she fingers herself.

Fuck, I want him. I want his cock in my mouth.

I look up at you, then over at him and his wife. I don’t know who to ask.

“I want to suck your cock.”

“His?”

“Yeah. Is that…? Is that okay? With… everyone?”

“Yeah.”

“Yeah, baby, whatever you want.”

I look over at his wife and meet her eyes. I want to know she’s okay with this, too.

She smiles a little and gives me a nod.

I turn onto my side as he approaches the table and you pull out of me. God, this is… Fuck, this is so hot.

Getting fucked by you while sucking this stranger’s dick… with his wife watching. I can’t… I can’t believe we’re doing this.

“Just tell me where you want me.”

“Here’s good. Baby, I’m ready for you.”

Your cock feels so fucking good in this position… hitting all the spots it doesn’t get when I’m on my back…

“That good?”

“Oh, fuck, yeah, that’s perfect. Yeah, that’s fucking perfect…”

I reach out for him and wrap my hand around the base of his cock. He adjusts himself so that I can reach his shaft with my lips. I slowly wrap my lips over the head… and let his shaft fill my mouth.

I pull my mouth away from him just to catch my breath. This is… fucking… incredible. Being filled up by you and him… his wife fingering herself while she watches us.

I look up at him, my body jerking with every thrust of your dick. I just want him to fuck my mouth. I love this… being the center of attention… my pleasure on display for so many people…

“What do you need, baby?”

“Fuck me harder. Touch my clit. And you… fuck my mouth.”

“I can do that.”

He wraps his hand gently around the back of my head. I push myself forward and open my mouth wide.

His cock slides in deep and I close my lips around it. He pushes further and further back into my throat with each thrust. And between my legs, your fingers put pressure against my clit while you fuck me.

“Oh, fuck, you look so fucking hot, baby. Keep taking us… both of us, nice and hard… ”

I keep his cock in my mouth as I cum, hard. My body jerks and spasms around you as you keep fucking me. I’m still… so turned on…

I use my free hand to stroke him as I keep sucking on his tip. He’s getting close, I can feel it…

“I’m close—I’m close—”

“Oh… my god. Fuck, I’m tired.”

“I guess it’s back in the hot tub for us.”

“Yeah, seriously. Come here.”

“That was… unbelievable. So fucking hot…”

“Hey, thanks, you two.”

“Yeah, you’re welcome.”

“Anytime.”

I watch him and his wife make their way to the showers. I consider asking their names, but… I think it’s actually hotter, not knowing.

“So… you want to get cleaned up and… hit the sauna?”

I reach up and brush a stray piece of hair out of your eyes. I don’t think I’ve ever felt closer to you than I do in this moment.

“Yes. And then you owe me a proper massage.”

“Got it.”