Saturday.
It was late when the breakfast tray finally arrived. We had ordered for nine thirty, but it was nearly ten by the time it arrived. Chantel opened the door in her usual way. Naked. Marco was on duty and pushed the trolley in.
“Morning Marco,” she said.
“Morning Ma…Mistress,” he replied as he turned to go.
“Marco? What did I teach you yesterday about room service.”
“Mistress, Chef is not happy I took so long yesterday. He told me to be straight back as I have other rooms to service.”
Chantel thought about it for a second.
“Okay Marco. I will let you go but you will be missing out on eating two lovely English crumpets,” she giggled.
“Yes mistress, sorry,” he said looking at her pussy and adjusting the growing bulge in his trousers.
We laughed out loud after he had gone and tucked into our meal. Later we showered together, lathering and fingering each other to orgasm. Her teasing me saying she wanted to see me riding Marco.
We dressed, me in a knee length skirt, bra and top but no panties, her in a short skirt, blouse and panties but no bra. We walked around the town for about two hours, browsing and occasionally stopping to chat to people who knew Chantel. We had a frothy coffee in Starbucks and a late lunch in M and S before Chantel said she wanted an outfit for the evening. We went into Ann Summers, and she bought a black balcony bra and sheer panty set with a short see through negligee. We finally made it back to the hotel at around four, and after a quick drink in the bar, found ourselves in bed with our mouths on one another’s pussies.
We must have fallen asleep because the next thing I knew is being woken up and saying it was time to get ready. Chantel had run a bath full of bubbles and we lay in there together for a good thirty minutes washing each other and kissing. I dressed in the red lingerie that Martin had bought me the day we picked up Chantel with four inch stilettos and nothing else. Chantel allowed me to wear the panty part as well with only a coat on top. Chantel was the same, just her new black lingerie and the negligee. We finished getting ready, and we were out the door at nine. I realised we were not going far when we walked into a place called Steamer Quay, ten minutes from the hotel. It was swingers evening tonight, held in a gay sauna. We went straight to the cloakroom and checked our coats.
This was my first time at a swinger club and it felt very naughty walking around in just my underwear. We went to the bar area and ordered a drink. We had champagne and, as we were going to pay for it, a guy appeared and asked if he could buy us a drink. We accepted his offer and sat at a nearby table. He soon joined us and we made small talk.
There were about six guys in the bar, all with white towels around their waist and three couples sat on their own various tables. The women all had lingerie on except one who wore just a towel. One of the couples was Faye and Adam who we knew from the hotel. The guy who bought us the drink was starting to hit on Chantel, so she told him we were only interested in girls until after midnight and maybe then he might have a chance. We finished our drink and went for a walk around the venue, stopping at the cloakroom. Chantel asked me for my panties which she put straight into her coat pocket. So now I had shoes, stockings and just a basque on. She produced a collar from her coat and put it around my neck. It had a dog tag which said Pussy Eater. She also had a lead which she attached to the collar. She held the lead, and I followed her like a love struck puppy.
We passed through a wet area with a sauna and wet room where there were a few people milling around and a couple showering. The guy was fucking her bent over and another guy had his cock in her mouth. We watched for a while as they changed places and took turns with her. We wandered on down to the lower floors of the club and through a swimming pool complex. There were a few people in the pool, all crowded around a big titted blonde who was blowing one of the guys sat on the edge of the pool. I also guessed she had her hands on a couple of cocks under the water whilst another guy was fucking her from behind. Greedy lucky bitch came to mind as Chantel tugged at my lead.
Through the next door was a couple of private rooms off to the side and an open room with a big round bed where two semi naked women were eating each other. There were loads of guys there, all masturbating their hard cocks whilst watching the girls. There was even a guy blowing another guy, that was the first time I had ever seen that. All in all these scenes made me quite horny. In the next room was a leather swing chair hanging from the ceiling with handcuffs and leg cuffs, a large cross on the wall, again with cuffs, and a leather horse, like gymnasts use. Further on was a tented area with soft furnishings scattered about. A couple were laying on it; she was naked with a guy eating her and another two guys sucking each of her tits. There was another guy at her head whom she was giving a blow job to.
I looked at Chantel and smiled as she tugged my leash and we went back to where the two girls where. The guys were all crowded around the big bed but parted to allow us to get close. As we got nearer the bed I felt loads of groping hands of my ass and when we reached the edge of the bed she handed my lead to a young guy and told him not to let me go.
“Hold onto her, would you?” she asked him.
“Of course,” he replied. “May I play with her?”
Chantel hesitated then said “Yes okay, but no one to fuck her unless I say so.”
Turning to me she said, “Be good.”
She climbed onto the bed and placed a knee either side of one of the women’s head. She lowered her pussy to her mouth as the woman greedily set about licking her to orgasm. A guy started to massage her breast and one was licking her other nipple. She was looking at me the whole time smiling.
The guy holding my lead was feeling my breasts and kissing my neck. Another guy tried to do the same, but he got a quick no from the guy and backed off.
He undid his towel and whispered “Play with my cock.”
I did what he asked. It was an average cock, not too thick, but it was rock hard in seconds.
“Suck it,” he ordered.
I bent my knees and licked at the head. Then I opened my mouth and took it in. I could feel guys crowding in and him telling them not to touch, although hands were caressing my ass and pussy. Someone inserted a finger inside me and started to frig me. My new master told me to lay on the bed with my head hanging over and as soon as I was in the position he offered his cock back to my mouth which I greedily accepted.
“Open your legs and play with yourself,” he commanded.
My fingers delved into my pussy which was soaking wet. I could see guys everywhere wanking their cocks or getting them hard. One guy had a huge long cock. It must have been ten inches but again not overly thick. Its purple head engorged with blood. Chantel was moaning over the woman’s face while some guy rubbed her clit for her. The guy fucking my mouth was also pulling my nipples and I felt a climax building as my fingers rubbed my hole. Chantel looked at me and saw the big dick guy.
“You can feel her if you want,” she said to him, pointing at me. “She belongs to me.”
I felt his hand on my pussy push mine away. He inserted one finger then two and finally three. He started to frig me with them. I orgasmed and felt my juice running out soaking the imitation leather bed. He lowered his face to my pussy and started to tongue my hole, he did not stop until I had another two orgasms. I felt the guy fucking my face getting close and released him for a while to calm down. Chantel climbed off the woman and bent over the edge of the bed towards me. She lowered her mouth to my pussy and proceeded to clean my legs and pussy. As she did so she grabbed the big cock guy.
“Fuck me…condom”
He took a step forward and rolled a rubber on to his long cock. Chantel lifted her head and looked at me. I saw her eyes widen and that dreamy look come over her face as he inserted his cock into her. Slowly he started to fuck her. Long slow strokes with an occasional circle, then a hard thrust, reaming her tunnel. I watched as he pushed it all the way in, and imagined his balls resting against her labia. Her face was contorted and her mouth formed a large O. He started to ride her and she went back to tonguing my hole. He was going at a steady pace now, pushing her face hard into my pussy. I could feel the force and energy of his strokes. The guy with my lead was rubbing his cock back across my lips and I turned so he could fuck my mouth. There was a fair crowd in the room by now and the atmosphere electric. I could hear Chantel moaning and grunting as each thrust expelled the air from her body. He was building speed and I knew he could not keep this up without cumming but Chantel was begging him not to stop.
“Keep going, I am cumming” she cried at him.
“Do you want my seed, slut? Do you?”
“Yyyyeeeesss yes yes, please,” Chantel begged.
“You want me to cum?”
“Yes Yes, come now. Oh god. Now with me,” she cried.
“Wait bitch…wait…here it is.”
I watched as he slowed right up and pumped his seed inside her, thrusting in hard jerking movements.
“Oh yes,” she said, “I can feel it throbbing and pumping.”
He started to ride again but it was not for long.