Page 13 of Sensation Fantasies 1
Kiera looked over to the side. “They are?”
“Yeah,” I confirmed, going harder.
Even though it was dark, there was still lights around, making it easy to see. The people who were watching us were also fucking, and I felt as though we were turning each other on. The more I thrust, so did the guy in the twosome. I imagined we were in a race to see which woman would come first—or which one of us would come first—as I drove over and over into my wife.
My balls started to tighten, and I thrust even harder, hoping to hit the spot to make Kiera wither. With my hand, I reached around and went straight for her clit. She was soaked, her arousal dripping, and I used it to circle her numb vigorously.
“Oh, god,” she panted.
“Christ,” I grunted. “I don’t remember the last time you were this wet.”
“Ah,” she moaned. “I’m gonna come.”
With a few more thrusts Kiera came hard, her body shaking, her pussy pulsing around my dick. I had to hold her up with my arm as I pumped into her until I released.
When I looked across at the couple in the other cabana, I realized that we had won our race, but the night was still young, and I knew that we’d do it again before the end of the party because I was still horny as fuck.
After Kiera and I cleaned up with a towel that was in a basket, we laid on the lounge chairs under a blanket. There were heat lamps set up that kept us a little warm, but we were still worked up from the sex. At least I was. I couldn’t keep my mouth off of her. Either her neck, her lips, her breasts, her pussy. I loved the fact that we were able to be open and not have to rush. That we could lay naked and bask in the afterglow and not have to get dressed and unlock the door in case one of our kids needed us.
Honestly, it felt good to love on my wife.
“So, what do you think?” she asked as I lazily ran my fingers along her arm as we lay side by side, my lips kissing a path from her chin down her throat and back up.
I chuckled. “I think you know I’m having a good time.”
“Do you think we should join?”
I took a deep breath and rose to face her, my gaze moving down to her exposed breasts for a moment. “Do you?”
Kiera shrugged. “Maybe?”
“Do you know how much it is?”
“No,” she replied.
“What if we can’t afford it?”
She thought for a moment and looked around. “I can ask Peyton on Monday, but do you think this is for us?”
I followed her gaze, seeing people still fucking. I wasn’t sure what the club could offer more than one night a month for my wife and me to bealoneand free to do whatever we wanted. “Maybe. We can try going to a hotel for the night or something. See if that will work.”
We were silent for a few more moments as I slid back down and pulled her to lay her head on my chest. “I … I liked being watched,” Kiera sheepishly admitted even though I could tell by the way she acted and how wet she had been that she had liked to be watched.
I smiled. “It was turning me on, too.”
She raised her head and put her chin on my chest. “Do you think that’s our kink?”
“Maybe.” I grinned.
“Then maybe we need to come back and see if it turns us on again? Maybe it was just the excitement of our first time.”
“Can we without joining?”
She shrugged. “I’ll check with Peyton. I’m sure she’ll ask me a ton of questions first thing Monday morning.”
“Okay, so, you wanna go again before the night ends?”
Kiera rose and straddled my hips. “I thought you’d never ask.”
