Page 12 of Sensation Fantasies 1
Every. Fucking. Night.
I wanted Vaughn to taste her. For him to be jealous and want more of her. For him to think about us together each night while he remembered her sounds—her taste—her O-face.
But he walked away.
“What did he say to you?” I asked.
Kiera looked up at me with her light brown eyes. “That it was fair to watch me because I was watching him.”
“I’m so hard right now,” I admitted with a groan. “He wanted you bad.”
“Having him watch us turned you on?”
I thought for a moment. I was hard, and itdidturn me on. I just never expected it to. “Yes,” I admitted. “He wanted what I can have each night I’m home.”
She smirked and then looked around. “Let’s find somewhere to be alone.”
“I know the perfect place.” I grabbed Kiera’s hand, leaving our unfinished drinks on the table. I was going to consume something else.
“Where are we going?”
“The cabanas,” I replied, and we stepped out into the night’s mild air. My body felt as though it was on fire, and the spring night felt good on my face as we made our way to the second pool area.
A few weeks ago, when Kiera told me we were invited to a sex club, I hadn’t realized that our sex life was lacking. We were still having sex, but I did agree it wasn’t hot and passionate as it once was. It was hard when you had kids. Sure, I wanted to be buried so deep inside my wife that she couldn’t control herself, but at home, wehadto be in control, so we did it mainly missionary with soft moans and groans and then went to sleep.
There would be no missionary sex at Sensation.
There would be no soft moans and groans.
And there would be no sleeping.
Hopefully, there would be a cabana open because I was going to devour my wife. I was going to make her scream and come around my dick over and over and over. I felt ravenous knowing that she had gotten off by my hand while Vaughn watched. I bet he wished he could do the same … let her ride his fingers or his face.
If he asked to touch Kiera, I would let him.
If he asked to taste her, I would let him.
If he asked to fuck her … I would let him?
The idea made my blood race, but I wasn’t sure if I was there yet. Or even if my wife was.
Not many of the cabanas were taken when we got to the second pool. Some were taken with the sides down, so we could only hear sounds coming from within, and some of the occupied cabanas had the sides opened so we could see what was happening inside.
Everyone was enjoying themselves with two, three, or even more people. There were women with women, men with men, and a man and a woman alone across from us.
“Take off your dress and get on the cushion,” I ordered Kiera. I was too worked up to spend time undressing both of us. I had on a fucking tux, and I was burning, needing to shed all of my clothes.
And I did.
Fast.
Without further instructions, Kiera stripped off her dress and got onto all fours, just the way I wanted her. I shed myself of my clothes and then stroked myself as I came up behind my wife. I was still hard. Painfully so. Taking the tip, I slid it through her heat. She was still soaked with a mixture of her cum and her arousal. Christ, how did I think that missionary sex was all that we needed? I hadn’t seen my wife’s ass up in the air in … I didn’t know how long.
“Fuck,” I hissed as I eased in. Kiera’s back arched as she moaned.
I started to thrust, expecting the lounge chair she was on to start moving, but it didn’t. I tried harder, pushing rougher and faster and going as deep as I could. My wife moaned loud, and I looked over, seeing people watching us. In my lust-filled haze, I had forgotten to close the cloth drapes of the cabana, but I didn’t stop. Just like in the mansion, it was turning me on having people watching us. I didn’t think of it as though we were putting on a show. I thought of it as them imagining they were me and being lucky enough to be buried inside my beautiful wife … imagining themselves bringing out her pants and moans and whimpers.
“You like them watching us?” I asked, looking at a couple across from us. The man was staring at us while in the same sexual position.
