Frustrations

(3rd POV)

The hostess stood calmly in front of the six people, three males three females. She was the enjoying herself, eyeing how the muscular man's dark hand was contrasting on the milf's thigh. Not that she was a mother, but she had the mature supple body of one.

However to not be spotted by her guests she didn't let her eyes linger on those two. Of course she knew the dynamics of each couple invited.

Hector and his toy Sarah. The man was a rich tycoon with a big dick and he knew it. He had scores of women being offered to him, Sarah was quickly turned into his toy about a year ago. If she was **** about it then, she sure wasn't now.

Clark the black masseuse and his girlfriend Chris. She was someone who enjoyed his massages a lot and they got together, not all was perfect though. She couldn't escape her old life, parents wanting money, old friends wanting some time together.

Leonardo and his wife Amanda. She... Well was supposed to be Hectors toy once upon a time. But business matters occurred and she got swept up by Leo. However Leo hasn't been able to keep up with her sex drive lately and was pushing her to have sex with others.

Of course a mix like this was why they were here. To hook up and fuck, betray their loved ones or solidify their bonds. That was why she loved being the host to these games, she was a deeply depraved girl who loved to watch these raw emotions. Occasionally she would play with some guests enjoying how some particularly pathetic ones squirmed.

She showed no disappointment at the fact there was no weak boy for her bully around all summer. Instead she gathered everyone's attention with an arm movement. A practiced seductive technique that drew the men's attention with her hips first then to her hand as the card she was 'reading' off of blocked the males view of her cleavage. As for the girls? Well they could sense their men were being tempted and looked as well.

But in reality the card the blank and she spoke. "Thank you all for coming. Dinner will be after I announce the rules."

(Amanda POV)

The host's words were clear and emotionless. "Everyone is expected to be there when we organize an event. For the sake of the others should someone not wish to participate in an event there will be punishments, refusing that as well will result in being sent home."

Then she lowered her arm and it was obvious that was it for the rules. Before I could question her she spoke again in the same expressionless tone. "I'm sure you are all aware but you are sharing a room. Please make sure to sleep in the room as there are cleaning staff around at night. As for tonight there will be an event in the hot tub so please wear swim suits. Until then enjoy and introduce yourselves over dinner."

She had an aura around her that prevented anyone from asking questions as she walked away. Though to be honest it was pretty clear.

Then I was reminded of the big muscular man seated next to me when his hand squeezed my thigh. Though at the same time my husband was next to me. I had zero doubts that he knew his hand was there, my thighs seemed to glow and draw attention to them with his hand on them.

So when his hand started to get a bit more wandering I removed it. I still felt incredibly guilty over the fact I had lost my wedding ring. I hoped my husband didn't notice...

Thankfully one of the other girls took up the awkward silence. "Well. Shall we go see what's for dinner?" My little sister spoke up. She sounded weird... It took me a while to place it, but the change in her voice was the heavy breath of lust. It made her sound like an echo of my sister rather than my sister...

I tore my thoughts away when Leo my husband grabbed my shoulder gently. "You alright? You were dazing off there for a moment."

I couldn't tell him I was basking in the afterglow of the best orgasm I've had in... ever? So I just gave my best tired smile, not that it was hard I was tired.

"Sorry, I'm just pretty tired... Lets go see what's for dinner."

His smile sent a buzz of guilty pleasure that I enjoyed. "Great, Hector went into the kitchen to check it out lets take a seat." He said before grabbing my hand and leading me to another room.

As I sat down at the table my sister wordlessly sat next to me. Not long after that Hector placed plates of food for everyone...

However my gaze was drawn to the very obvious thick white liquid that was sprayed over mine and my sisters food like gravy...

Hector had cum all over my food. I wanted to glare at him, but I knew if I did I would be stuffing that food down my throat faster than anyone else. Kind of like my sister was now...

I eyed her as she scooped a mouthful of the food into her mouth then chewed it fidgeting in her seat as she was having mini orgasms from her training. I knew I would be exactly the same... If not worse than her... I eyed my finger wishing I had my ring, where did it go?!

There was only one thing I could do though... And that was eat. I reluctantly brought the mostly cum to my mouth, just the heavy scent of it made my mouth water from the memories. My body definitely remembered that smell as I could feel myself go on alert. That awareness was how I had a suspicion as to where my ring was...

I avoided Hector's gaze as I slipped my hand between my legs and into my panties. I didn't stop there putting two fingers in to remove the object that was making me uncomfortable. It was my wedding ring... I didn't have to look down to know that it was absolutely dripping with my sticky juices...

I tried to dry it off but when I put the now warm ring on my hand it still felt wet... But I felt much better. I had my ring and Hector wouldn't bother me. However despite this 'safety' there was still the copious amounts of cum over my meal...

The last thing I needed was Leo urging me to eat and seeing how I reacted... So I took the Spoon and promptly put it in my mouth.

I almost moaned as I felt my lower lips twitch and clench as my orgasms ran through my body.

I hadn't been fed cum like this since I got married so the orgasms seemed all the more intense. Fuck I think his cum is even thicker than before. The way it stuck to my mouth and lingered. I almost opened my mouth to play with it but when I opened my eyes I saw the fat man and **** myself to swallow refusing to put on a show for him... That didn't mean I couldn't enjoy it...

I shivered and fidgeted much like my sister was. Though with my much larger assets it was more obvious, I smiled at Leo who sat next to Hector across from my.

But I ignored Hector avoiding his attempts to get my attention. To frustrate him I swallowed the food and spoke to the last guy that sat across from me. "So, What's your name?" Of course with the constant low orgasms I've had my voice was laced with lustful sounds. I just gave a wink to Leo who after his initial surprise quickly made himself fade into the background to observe.

As for the muscular dark man, he accepted my incredibly sexy voice with almost no sign that he cared. But I could feel his gaze on my breasts, I resisted the urge to pull on my bra and let my nipple protrude under my shirt. I was rewarded with the baritone voice replying with such casualness that it was obvious he was interested. "Ah, I'm Clark-" His arm pointed across to his girl. "-That's Chris, we met at my work."

I tried not to think about the things I let the previously unknown man to do me. I took another mouthful of food, not suppressing my slight moan before I spoke. "Mnnh~ I'm Amada. Its VERY nice to meet you." Ok, maybe I was letting the orgasm inducing food to get the better of me. Flirting with a big muscular man that was sitting next to my husband...

I quickly decided to end this dinner for myself. It was dangerous to keep eating this stuff. I stood grabbing Leo literally dragging him out of the room.

Not knowing what was going on he spoke up. "What happened? What are you-"

I shut him up by smothering his head with my tits. "What do you think? I need to spend some time with you!" I pulled his struggling head from my breasts and kissed him. Forcing the wonderful taste of that extra thick cum onto him as well. Its his fault for bringing me here anyways. "Lets fuck" I Whispered after breaking the kiss.

I smiled lustfully to myself at the way he licked his lips, no doubt that taste lingered on his lips. But as I was stripping when we stepped into the room I got the splash of cold water that was his rejection.

"Sorry... I- I cant..." I turned around, his gaze rested on my nipples that were already out. He stood silently before he bent over lowering his pants.

I blinked at his dick... It seemed tiny. But I knew I shouldn't compare... His wasn't hard after all. I was confused, something was strange I just couldn't place it.

Saying sorry then showing me his soft dick... Was he saying he couldn't... But he had fucked me just before we left. What changed?

"I'm sorry, I can't fuck you... But I just can't keep up with you anymore, its why I wanted you to... you know sleep around."

I should have felt something else... But I felt frustrated, my body screamed at my mind that had promised sex only to be denied.

I couldn't speak... Despite that show I put on at dinner he was completely soft. I was naked in front of him and he was soft!

Hell even my nipples were already pulled out hinting at a previous encounter he missed.

I must have shown something on my face because he quickly closed in wrapping me in a hug. But my frustrated body wanted to push him away. However I knew I shouldn't, instead I let my body express its anger in other ways. I found myself kissing him again, though this time I pushed him back onto the bed.

My own arousal was obvious to him, my freshly shaved pussy was actually dripping crystal clear drops of my lust onto his dick. But when there was no reaction I broke the kiss and we both took deep breaths.. With our faces so close I whispered to him. "Since you can tell me sorry that must mean your mouth is available then."

I saw his expression shift but I was too horny to check how and he was already beneath me, so it was a simple matter to pull myself up.

I smiled to myself when his hands settled on my ass and his tongue gently reaching my lips. I let out a long sound of quiet relief as my frustrated body accepted this instead of what it really wanted. I shivered as he lapped up my endless juices before I needed more and sat down, he wasn't here to clean me. He was here to please me since he couldn't fuck me.

However while he did his job he didn't have the assured touch of Clark and my body wanted more. I shivered, not having felt like this since the training that hector put me through.

I didn't it then but my body back then desperately wanted sex but he kept me under training refusing to fuck me. Now it was like my body was back in that **** state, I needed to be fucked.... I faked an orgasm. His face was already splattered with my juices he wont know the difference.

But Even if I was frustratingly aroused I knew I couldn't just leave him here. I slid down uncaring of the wet slick I left on him as I kissed his cheek. "Its alright. We can still have fun. Just let me know if you ever get... excited. Then we'll sneak off and have some fun."

I'm sure he was just nervous. So it shouldn't be something that lasted. Just to test it, I made sure to lick my juices off his face and breath on his ear but his dick under my leg was stubbornly soft.