We started out showering. Being the vintage claw-foot tub and only a hand-held shower available, we had to take turns. She bathed me, lathering my body, rubbing that hard, rounded bar of soap against every inch of my skin. Lathered up, I gladly returned the favor. Mmm, and then we rinsed. Each of us took plenty of time aiming that steady shower stream at the other's pussy. We stood there, legs spread, and let that water shoot against our pussies. I was so overwhelmed I had to grab onto her shoulders, digging my nails into her soft flesh. It didn't hurt any that I was watching Paul back on the bed observing the scene, stroking his hard cock.
Paul has always had a fantasy of watching me with another woman, and he's always had a shower fantasy. THIS combined both of them. Her guy, recovered, came while sitting at the foot of the bed, aiming his load at us. I had seen where he was aiming, but I was so lost in my orgasm that I didn't see where it landed.
The shower was over, but our time in that tub was not. I stepped out of it momentarily to grab the large bottle of bubble bath on the counter. When I returned, she was positioned perfectly, back against the high back of the tub, legs spread wide. Perfect.
I poured in much more bubble bath than necessary then slid down into the tub, my legs inside of hers, her calves resting on my thighs. I moved closer to her, wrapping my legs around her. Our pussies and tits pressed together while we kissed. She grabbed my hair and pulled down and back hard, exposing my neck to her. She kissed me, bit me. My arms were under her arms and grabbing up to her shoulders from behind. Pulling down on her raised me up, more of my neck exposed, my tits up out of the bubbles.
I grabbed onto the side of the tub then and lay back just a bit. She leaned over and took my left nipple between her teeth. She pulled hard, then sucked lightly. The juxtaposition of the soft and rough was such a turn-on....not to mention that I was in the tub with a stranger, had tasted her and her guy, had fucked them both, and still no one had exchanged names.
I moved forward quickly, water sloshing and pressed her hard against the back of the tub. I grinded hard against her spread pussy, my clit against hers. We kissed and bit and sucked whatever we could, hands grabbing as we clit-fucked. Nothing like a great pussy-grind, tribbing each other.
I heard Paul moaning then. "Gonna...mmmm, yes....gonna cum." I turned and saw her guy turn at the same time. Paul never took his eyes off us, and I don't know if he even noticed the other guy stroking while watching him cumming. When Paul came, her guy swiped his hand through Paul's load puddled on the sheets, using it to lube his own hand job. I don't know what Paul would have thought of that, but like I said, he never took his eyes off us ladies. Personally, I found that pretty erotic!
She and I were still grinding when I had an idea. I moved back, pressed my back across the opposite end of the tub. She looked a bit confused. Until I stuck my toes into her pussy. No, I don't have freakishly long toes, but having my toes in her must have been something new for her, too. She bucked against me as if my foot were either of those cocks on the bed. Her legs spread so far, and I was getting deeper. She was whispering "fuck me, fuck me" repeatedly.
Paul moved closer to the tub, and I looked up into his eyes. He knelt down and kissed me as I 'toed' her. Then he moved behind me and rubbed my shoulders, his hand dipping down to my breast from time to time. Her guy was standing beside her and she was sucking his cock, getting him ready again. I kept thinking about Paul's cum slathered into that cock she was sucking, wondered if she could taste Paul on her guy.
She came. I have never had a foot fetish and never cared a thing about feet. But knowing that my toes could get her off? Very hot.
We got out of the tub then, our guys drying us off. Paul, knowing I'd be slightly chilled (even if the action was so hot), helped me into the sheer white gown hanging on the antique coat rack in the corner. We stood there kissing our own guy, then moved to the other guy. Something about watching Paul with her...I had always been a jealous woman, but in that building, in that room, all jealousy was gone. Something had washed over me walking in that building, and erotica and sex made everything feel so right.
I felt her guy's completely hard cock against me then, and saw that she was stroking Paul. From where I stood, it looked like he was good to go again, too.
She knelt down to suck Paul, and I offered a fantasy of mine to the room. I wanted to watch her suck Paul AND her guy. I wanted to masturbate as I watched each man stroking while waiting his turn. They all three agreed without hesitation.
When given the chance to share a fantasy with your lovers, to experience a fantasy, to have the love of your life willing to make your fantasy come true...well, if given the chance, TAKE IT. I never knew that my fantasy could come out as hot as it did.
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