Yes

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MANDY

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I couldn't believe my luck. My own room. I wouldn't have to go anywhere after it was all over. I could shower in my shower right away, get dressed in my pajamas (or not), and relax in the bed I would fall asleep in until my husband came back from... well, fucking one of the other beautiful women at the table. Or me, I suppose. There was a one-in-five chance he'd draw his own card as well. Why am I doing math right now?

"Alright, ladies," Mia said, looking around the table. "Let's head out."

The men watched in silence as the women stood up and walked out of the restaurant to the open pool area. We were all about to go our separate ways when Mia piped up.

"So," she said, stopping us all in our tracks. "Is there anything we should know about your men. Anything that gets them going?"

Everyone looked around the circle at each other, a hint of trepidation on their faces.

"Oh, come on, we need to help us girls out!" Mia said. "OK, I'll start. Glenn likes it if you stick a little finger in the booty."

She held up her pinky for emphasis. "Just the tip. Don't go too far. And definitely no thumbs."

The girls laughed, cutting through some of the tension.

"Scott is really good at oral," I offered. "Like, really, really good."

Eyebrows raised around the circle as the girls seemingly imagined my husband burying his face between their legs.

"Robert loves his abs and pecs," Ariel chimed in. "He's really proud of them. I rub them during foreplay and it drives him wild."

"Good to know!" Mia said with joy. "Now we are getting it, girls! OK, Madeline, what about Eric."

"Hmmm..." Madeline thought for a moment then said, "He loves a good, sloppy blowjob. Really go at it, cup his balls, he'll melt in your hands... and your mouth."

Everyone turned to Dora.

"Manny loves foreplay," she said. "He might take a while to get to where you ultimately want him to go but, trust me, be patient. It will all be worth it."

"I can second that," I said.

"OK, then," Mia said. "Let's get to it!"

Luckily our room was just a few steps away. I stopped at the door, watching the women disperse up the stairs and down the exterior walkways to the rooms they had selected. Madeline strolled up next to me. She must have drawn Dora's room.

"Have fun," she said. She disappeared into the room before I could reply. I pressed my card key to the lock and pushed the door open, exhaling forcefully as I stepped inside.

Drawing my own room didn't only come with the perk of not having to go anywhere once we were done. Home field advantage here meant that I had all my clothes here, including the extensive lingerie sets I had brought to show off for Scott, most of which, I hadn't even gotten around to wearing yet. I sorted through the various bras and thongs and teddies and bodysuits before settling on a green, lacy, silk teddy with a matching thong. The top was a bit snug, which I liked because it held my breasts together without having to wear a bra.

It also meant I had all my tools and amenities. I took full advantage, brushing and flossing my teeth, using my straightener to do my hair all fancy, and dabbing on just a bit of makeup. A million thoughts ran through my mind as I dolled myself up. Part of me was expecting to wake up from a dream. I still could barely believe this was happening. Everything had moved so fast the last few days. I went from being shy about taking off my top, to floozying around the nude beach, to fucking in front of strangers, to swinging with those same strangers, and now the tables had turned to where everyone else seemed to be unsure of themselves about something I felt very comfortable doing.

Was I really that comfortable, though?

I had just picked up my eyeliner when I heard the door open. I froze, listening intently for any signs of who it might be.

"I'll be right out!" I shouted from the other side of the bathroom door. "Make yourself comfortable." I brushed on a bit of the eyeliner then looked at myself in the mirror.

Hell yea

Then I took a deep breath and opened the bathroom door.

It was Robert.

His eyes widened as I struck a pose in the doorway. They dropped from my face, down my body, then back up, stalling at my chest.

"Wow..." he finally said, his jaw practically on the floor. "I think I hit the jackpot."

"I had a bit of an advantage," I confessed. "This is my room."

"Touché," Robert responded. "I appreciate the effort. If I were you girls, I'd just get naked and wait in bed."

"Well, what's the fun in that?" I asked.

"I can show you where the fun in that is," Robert answered quickly.

Smooth

"Well, should I go back inside and we can try this again?" I backed into the bathroom and closed the door.

"I'll be right out!" I shouted. "Make yourself comfortable."

I waited a few minutes then opened the door. Robert was sitting up in the bed, shirtless at the very least, with the covers pulled up around his waist.

"Looks like you made yourself nice and comfortable," I said. Now it was my eyes roaming up and down his muscle-bound body.

"I'd be more comfortable with a beautiful woman sitting next to me, keeping me warm." Robert pulled up the covers slightly, then patted the mattress next to him.

"That does seem very inviting," I said as I slipped into the bed, sidling up next to him. Robert put his arm up, allowing me to slide in close, then dropped it down, resting his hand on my shoulder. I felt bare skin brushing against my legs, indicating he was nude from the waist down as well.

"You look amazing," Robert said, eyeing me up and down once more.

"You don't look so bad yourself," I replied. I looked over his large pecs, and washboard abs. I remembered how Ariel said that Robert loved when she ran her hands over them. I couldn't help but wonder if that would be more of a treat for me than it was for him. For a moment I thought of what to do next.

Should I just kiss him? Should I draw this out? Tease him a bit? Finally, I got an idea.

"Are you nervous?" I asked. Robert seemed caught off guard by the question.

"No," he answered, trying to sound confident, though I didn't exactly believe him.

"Then what are you waiting for?"

Robert hesitated.

"OK, then," I said. I lunged at him, kissing him. Robert stumbled backward a bit before catching himself, pressing his lips back into mine. He wasn't the best kisser. It certainly wasn't unpleasant, especially as his strong arms wrapped around me, pulling me in tight, but it seemed as though he was always thinking instead of just giving into the moment. This is a bit of an exaggeration but it was almost like making out with a robot - the way his hands grasped at my nightie, hesitating to slide underneath or grab my breasts. It seemed like I might be the one who had to take the initiative. And to be honest, I didn't mind.

"God, you're so strong," I cooed into his ear as I began running my hand over his biceps. My fingers teased down his pecs to his stomach, running the tips through the crease of each individual abdominal muscle. Slowly, I inched lower, slipping my hand underneath the comforter and downward.

I didn't have to slide much as my fingertips almost immediately bumped into his cock.

Good God, I thought. I knew he was hung from seeing him on the nude beach but I still underestimated the full-grown size.

"Oh yea," Robert groaned. I bit his lip lightly as I slid my palm down his shaft to his balls, cupping the soft sack in my hands. His body twitched at the sensation.

"Mmmmm... yea," I moaned, trying to make a show of it as I wrapped my fingers around his shaft. His was probably as thick as Scott but definitely a good two inches longer and with a pretty significant upward curve. The comforter inched down as I began to slide my hands up and down the length of his shaft, cupping the head in my hand lightly before sliding back down. I couldn't help but let my eyes drop, checking out the impressive member in my hands.

"Oh, yea, baby. That feels good," Robert groaned. His body was responding intensely to my touch. His eyes widened as I slowly lowered my head, zeroing in on his erection. I pursed my lips and pressed it to the tip, hesitating momentarily before pressing forward, taking his engorged head between my cheeks.

"Oh yea." Robert shivered as I slowly descended down his lengthy shaft. I was able to take about half into my mouth on the initial push before slowly dragging my lips back to the tip.

"Oh, God. Oh, yea," He stammered as I took another inch, the head touching the back of my throat momentarily before I withdrew. My left hand began stroking, sliding along his pole, now properly lubricated with my saliva.

"Oh baby," Robert groaned through clenched teeth.

Was he getting close already?

I could feel the sheets moving underneath me as Robert gripped them, trying to keep his composure as I slowly bobbed my head in his lap. He tensed up. He sputtered and moaned as he tried to get his body to listen to him.

It didn't.

With a powerful pulse, cum began oozing from his tip. I felt the first spurt leak into my tongue. I froze, lapping up the salty liquid as it leaked adown his shaft.

"Fuck, oh yeahhh..." Robert relaxed, finally giving into the inevitability of the situation. I slurped up that last few drops of cum then ran my tongue across his hole, sending him shivering again.

"Holy shit," Robert gasped as I pulled my mouth from his lap. "Fuck that was... I just... I don't think I've ever cum that fast. It just was so..."

It was adorable how much he was struggling to find the words to describe what had happened - to simultaneously make excuses for how quickly he came while also trying to complement me.

"It's no worry at all," I said with a smile. "Less work for me."

"Jeez, I feel like I'm 14 again, getting my first blowjob," he said with a nervous chuckle. "I think even that was longer than this."

"Don't worry about it," I assured him. "We have plenty of time." I glanced at the clock.

12:11

Damn. That was quick.

"I can usually get it back up quick," Robert said with more than a hint of pride in his tone. "I'm usually good for at least two rounds if you can go that long."

"At least two?" I said with a smirk. "If we're gonna go for more than two rounds, we might want to start on getting that thing back up and running."

"Not yet," Robert said. "First, I need to repay my lady's oral efforts." He annunciated every word as if it were a poem, as if he had said something Shakespearean. I think he meant to sound articulate but, in his New Jersey accent, it just ended up sounding very goofy.

"Oh, my, what a gentleman," I joked. "But you don't have to-"

"No, please. I insist." Robert hesitated once again, seemingly not knowing whether he should kiss me or dive right between my legs and start going to town. I made up his mind for him, lunging at him and kissing him. The kiss was a bit more tender but still slightly awkward. I placed my hands on his head and guided him downward. Robert eagerly broke our kiss, finding himself face to face with my chest, nearly spilling out of the tight, silk nightie.

He certainly didn't hesitate this time as he thrust forward, shoving his face between my breasts. He moaned into my chest as he licked and sucked at my expansive cleavage. His lips went to my nipples, nibbling them through the thin silk. I felt a jolt of electricity through my body, down to my loins. He guided me onto my back then climbed on top of me, scooping my breasts into his hands and smooshing them together over his face. I arched my back, burying his chin and lips into the deep crevasse.

"Oh," I yelped as I suddenly felt his hand on my crotch. His palm covered my mound, his fingers pressing into the cotton thong. I quickly pulled it off then gasped as his fingers entered me - two, straight to the knuckle.

This is nice

Robert's thumb found my clit.

This is really nice

I pulled him in tight to me as he pushed his fingers deeper. My hips began bucking instinctively, grinding my clit over his palm. Robert pried himself away from my chest, breathing heavy as he settled between my legs. My thighs parted, and he dove right in.

Oh wow

He certainly wasn't about to take his time. His tongue thrashed across my clit, his fingers pushed deeper and deeper.

"Oh, god, yeah," I moaned as his lips sucked and nibbled at my clit. "Oh, yea, right there." I ran my fingers through his hair, holding on for dear life.

I felt that familiar rush course through me. My body was heating up quickly into a rapid boil. I squeezed my thighs around his head. I arched my back. I pulled the sheets up into my fists. My breaths shortened into ragged, **** gasps. I was getting close. His tongue flattened, moving up and down over my sensitive nub. His fingers curled upwards, finding that spot inside me.

"I'mgonnacum," I stammered out. "Oh, God, Robert. Yes! Oh, yes!"

My body convulsed and spasmed as a wave of pure pleasure washed over me. Robert held on tight, his tongue never leaving my clit as my body jerked and quivered. Finally, the intense pleasure subsided, and I collapsed back onto the bed, panting heavily.

"Oh Robert," I moaned, trying to make it sound as seductive as I could. "You shouldn't have."

"It was my pleasure," Robert answered, emerging from under my nightie with a proud grin on his face. If I was being honest, it was far from the best I'd had but it did get the job done. Scott was always worried that he wasn't as good at going down on me as I told him he was, mainly because I didn't have anyone to compare it to. But if the last few weeks had taught me anything, it's that Scott was still top of that category.

"Are you ready?" I asked, looking down his body to find his cock standing nice and stiff.

"I told you it wouldn't be long," he answered. His grin widened as he positioned himself on top of me, his long cock brushing against the folds of my pussy, wet and waiting eagerly for him. "Are _you _ready?"

I didn't answer him. I grabbed his face and kissed him. In the moment he was stunned, I grabbed his cock and pulled it to me, pressing it right into my hole.

"Mmphfck," Robert groaned as he slid forward, pushing himself into me. He filled me up, seemingly to my deepest, then pulled out and pushed forward, somehow burying more inside.

"Oh!" I groaned as his cock pierced me, deeper and deeper with each quick, jerky thrust. I felt a jolt of electricity as his balls slapped against my taint. My arms wrapped around his shoulders, feeling his muscles contract and relax. then my hands slipped down over his pecs to his abs.

"Ah," Robert stammered. His eyes squeezed shut. His body started quivering.

Again?

"Ah." I kissed him, trying to distract him, hold him off as long as I could, but a few pumps later his whole body tensed up.

"Ah."

"Ah."

"Ahhhhhhhhhh..." He shook like a wind up toy as he released. I grabbed his ass, pulling him as deep as I could as I felt his cum splash against the walls of my pussy.

"Holy shit," he gasped, finally collapsing on top of me, pinning me to the bed under the weight of those big, strong muscles. "I don't know what came over me. I'm usually not that quick, I swear."

I laughed, immediately feeling bad. "Sorry. I'm not laughing at you. Well, not like that, at least. You're cute, that's all."

"Fuck," Robert grunted in frustration. He pulled himself from me and slumped onto the bed next to me, looking up at the ceiling.

"Maybe we'll get a round three after all." Robert didn't seem as amused. "Really. It's OK. You made me feel so good. If that's all that we can get in tonight, I'm OK with it."

I'll just have to hope that Scott has another round in him when he gets home or is willing to go down on me. Who am I kidding, he's always willing to go down on me.

"God, I feel like a fucking little kid," Robert said, placing his palm to his forehead. "You're just, so fucking sexy. I'm not going to lie, I wished that I drew you. I thought about what it would be like and then, well... this." Robert gestured to his groin where his penis lay flaccid on his stomach.

Still looks pretty damned good, I'm not going to lie

"_You _wished that _you _drew me?" I asked.

"Yea," Robert said. "I mean, part of it might have to do with the fact that you've done this before but also, you're so cute and sexy. And, well..." He trailed off but I knew what he was getting at.

"Are you talking about..." I sat up and straddled his lap, resting my ass on his thighs as I took the straps to my nightie in my hand. "These...?" I slipped the straps over my shoulders, holding them up for a second with my arms before letting them drop. I could see Robert gulp as my breasts came into view. He looked like a kid on Christmas morning, eagerly nodding his head.

"I'm sorry I made you wait to get your hands on them," I said as I leaned until my lips were inches from his. To be honest, I didn't do it intentionally. It was just a combination of him not having done it, me eagerly wanting to get his cock inside me, and him blowing his load before things could really heat up. "But we've still got plenty of time for you to enjoy them."

I leaned forward, making it look like I was going to kiss him, waiting for him to close his eyes and pucker his lips, then I shoved my tits into his face. A kid on Christmas no longer could describe the joy Robert had as he feasted on my breasts.

Oh, Scott!

I froze. Robert too was lost in his how little world, or should I say lost in my own large breasts to notice the sound leaking through the shared wall with the room next door.

Holy shit!

Scott must have drawn 1223. He was next door... with Madeline. Who was very clearly enjoying herself very much.

Fuck, Maddie

Scott's voice sounded like thunder. Robert pulled himself from my chest and looked up at me. I tried my best to keep my expression static, even-keel, but I think Robert could sense the feelings I was trying to suppress.