How Did I Know? - Sex Stories

How Did I Know?

... an instant as I relished the moment. “Careful, my dear. I wouldn’t want you to lose your balance.” “Oh, right thanks for that,” I said as he gripped my forearm. “I should thank you. For allowing us to feast on your beautiful young figure,” Peter said. “Umm, you’re welcome,” I said blushingly. “Excited again, I see,” Peter grinned. “Shit, uh… yep,” I replied. My inner thighs were glistening with a dollop of my arousal, again. I was kind of embarrassed and but secretly I hoped this would entice Peter to come at me, aggressively. He didn’t disappoint. Peter, with his left hand, scooped up a drop of my nectar and quickly put it to his lips. He cooed with pleasure. Needless to say I was lost in the moment and was on a reckless path. But I didn’t care. I wanted Peter or any man at that moment to fuck me. My head felt heavy and my legs were weak at the knee. My love canal quivered excitedly, again. In a fog Peter took me by my hand and began leading me away from the bar towards a set of stairs. We were rapidly followed by a more mature, fit, woman. I was swept away in a storm of arousal and confusion. My heart was thumping fiercely; my breath rapid and shallow. As we waltzed up the narrow stairway towards the rooftop, I glanced back and towards our beach bed only to see Barbie and Mike staring back at me. With every step I felt a copious amount of my juices glide between my thighs. The woman behind me eagerly bit at her lower lip as she gazed deliberately at my ass as it swayed ...

... back and forth up the lengthy and narrow staircase. Once we reached the rooftop my eyes indulged on numerous uninhibited carnal acts. There was a woman lying on the bar top being drizzled with rivulets of chocolate sauce. While a crowd of ladies proceeded to make a line and take turns licking her clean. Meanwhile boisterous moans and grunts emanated from the nearby Jacuzzis. There I witnessed every form of wicked act being performed in or around the hot tubs. Several of the women indulged two or three men at a time. While in other instances a few of the guys were being manhandled by multiple women. Regardless, the explicit sexual acts were overwhelming my senses. “Honey, will you help out our little friend?” Peter said to the woman who had followed us up the stairs. She was obviously Peter’s lover. She had a flowing mane of auburn hair with an angelic appearance. Her mannerisms were extremely feminine yet fiendishly playful. Her skin tone was as smooth as ivory and her almond shaped eyes were captivating and piercing. As for her figure it was shapely and finely chiseled for a woman her age. She appeared to be in her late 40’s but still extremely appealing. “I’ve got her, hun…” she said. Peter’s mate had clasped her hands around my wrists and led me towards the edge of the rooftop. “Now hold on tight to the railing, honey.” My view was of the pool the beach and the open sea. The ocean seemed serene and infinite. Allowing my apprehension to subside while my curiosity burnt ...