Road Trip Ch. 09

"I'm glad I didn't have this in me first off," she said with a grin, "Which is not to say that I mightn't like to try it sometime soon," she continued with a twinkle in her eye. "Of course, then it would be Rick who would need to give consent." She turned her head to look at her smiling partner. "You wouldn't mind if I fucked Hank, would you honey?"

"No, sweetheart, as we agreed a while ago, an open relationship saves heaps of hassles, so he's as good as any to start with."

"So, you mean, you'd let me fuck him now? On our special night?"

"Yes, if you want to, or blow him like you were going to do."

"Hmmm, tempting, but I think my pussy's had enough exercise for the first night. She's a bit sore so a big one like this might not be such a good idea. Mouth it is. Make sure you cum in me, honey."

She grinned up at me again, then placed her lips around my cock head, circling it with her tongue as sensations flowed from my cock through my body. I was ready, that was for certain, the question was how long could I hold out? She pushed my cock further inside her mouth and I felt the head hit the back of her throat. Pity I couldn't teach her deep throat techniques, but I thought there just might be another time. She moved her head back and forth, quite quickly, pushing me towards my much-needed release. After only a very few minutes I was there.

"I'm gonna cum, honey," I warned, her non-verbal response was to increase the suction and the speed of her movements.

I held her head still as I exploded into the back of her mouth. She swallowed quickly, taking most of it straight down, then, as the flow slowed, she sucked the last out of my cock and ran it around her tongue, swallowing it after a short time.

"You taste delicious," she said, "I'll have to compare it with Rick's, but maybe some other night."

I dried my cock on the towel and dressed once more, my cock now fitting more comfortably inside my clothing. She stood and we kissed, letting me taste my own cum, then I shook hands with Rick, wished them well and left the room, returning to the lounge room where David and Peggy still sat on the sofa where I'd left them over an hour before.

"How was it?" asked Peggy nervously.

"Yeah, it was great. No problems at all and I think they both learnt lots," I replied.

"We heard her scream a couple of times. I guess it must have been very painful for her," sympathized Peggy.

"Not at all," I replied, "The first and smaller scream you heard was when Rick broke through her hymen, the second one was when she came on Rick's cock. You have a very loving and sexy daughter and they are well-matched as a couple, it would seem."

They appeared to relax after that piece of news. "So, they're all happy with each other and I guess we'll be hearing many lovemaking sessions in future," said David. "Thank you very much for your coaching and guidance. I'm sure that their lives will be far better for such a great introduction to the joys of sex. Here's the payment," he handed me an envelope, "There's a little extra in it as well simply because we appreciate what you've done and are really grateful. Thank you. Your cab should be nearly here; I called when I heard you leave the room upstairs."

He stood and we shook hands, then Peggy gave me a hug and a peck on the cheek as she thanked me also. I walked out the door as the cab arrived, feeling happy for the young couple and looking forward to possibilities for the future at which Olivia had hinted. Once I arrived back in the empty apartment, I poured myself a drink and opened the envelope to find and extra $200 above the payment requested; they were indeed grateful. The phone message light was blinking and the message was from Celeste telling me she was enjoying her evening, hoping that I'd enjoyed mine, and telling me she wouldn't be home tonight so I'd just have to use my hand. I grinned as I remembered the relief I'd received from Olivia's mouth and knew my hand would be unemployed tonight.

Celeste let herself into the apartment late the following morning, after I'd already eaten breakfast and was dealing with my website communications. We hugged and kissed as I caressed her body still wrapped tightly inside her corset.

"Ooohhh, I need to take it off," she said as she fumbled with the busks. I helped and soon she was naked, breathing more easily and relaxing in a chair with a coffee I'd made for her.

"How was your evening?" she asked.

I told her, including all the details, then she grinned at me.

"You should consider running courses," she suggested, "Or at least advertising it on your website."

"Now that's a good idea," I agreed, "Anyway, how was your night?"

She relaxed and thought for a few moments, then began telling me about her saga. She was employed as an escort for an out-of-town businessman, Jeff, who had been invited to a party. What she hadn't known was the type of party which she'd be attending. As Jeff's escort, she was expected to participate in exactly the same way that the wives of the other male attendees were participating, and they were all swinging. It seemed that most of the group knew one another and had been sharing partners for many years. However, there were a few, Celeste included, who were attending for the first time. It turned out that Jeff had been attending with his wife, Sharon, in the past but that Sharon had taken a fancy to one of the other attendees, Chris, after he was divorced, so now accompanied him instead of Jeff, requiring him to employ an escort to fulfil the duties expected of his wife, or he would not be permitted to attend. It seemed that the main rule in the club was that everyone must bring a partner of the opposite gender. The possibly trickiest part of all this was that Sharon was also attending with Chris.

The evening began with mix and mingle, everyone catching up with old friends, meeting newbies and pouring copious quantities of liquor down their throats. After about an hour, dinner was served by waitresses dressed in very skimpy outfits, who, it seemed, were fair game and enjoyed being caressed and sexually touched. Celeste told me that she'd chatted with one of them during the dinner and part of their employment contract was to allow themselves to be handled by the patrons as well as making themselves available during the evening for any sexy activities for which they were required. As an aside, Celeste was told they were all employed as strippers and made very good money doing this work, which supplemented their normal income from stripping.

After dinner, the waitresses put on a strip show for the audience, each girl remaining naked or mostly naked after her performance. They all ended up sitting with a club member, some even beginning their sexual adventures while watching the final part of the show. Jeff told Celeste that he saw no reason to hire an escort and pay for a stripper as well; it wasn't as though he was in his twenties again, he said, or that he had a wife of whom he had grown tired.

Once the show was over, the lights were dimmed and divans and mattresses were placed around the room. The real part of the party began with men drawing an initial partner from the women present, excluding the strippers.

"It was like a cattle market," said Celeste, remembering the chaos and bargaining that ensued as names were drawn and partners found. "I landed up with Brian, a far younger man that Jeff, and, from his subsequent performance, quite virile. He took me to a divan where we quickly stripped, although he asked that I leave my corset on. He seemed fascinated by it, running his hands over it, trying to squeeze a few fingers between the corset and my belly, and, of course, feeling and teasing my firm breasts above and plump pussy below. He took very little time with any preliminaries, having been fully aroused by the strippers and then by seeing me in my corset. Within a few minutes he had me on my back and was deeply implanted in my squeezed cunt. He commented on its tightness as he plunged in and withdrew rhythmically. However, he managed to control himself and made me cum twice before he filled me with his hot cum. We lay beside each other for a while until another guy, whose name I don't know, came and tapped him on the shoulder, apparently a sign that the new arrival wanted to use his partner. He kissed me, gave my breasts a squeeze, then left.

"The new arrival wasted no time in introductions, instead lying on his back and telling me to lower myself onto his cock. I did, straddling his thighs as his hard rod entered and filled my love tunnel. He cupped my breasts, squeezing my nipples painfully hard as he used them as handles to rock me back and forth on him. Then he got me lifting up and dropping down hard, fully engulfing him as I felt his cock press my end and his pubic bone pound my clit each time I dropped. It did little for me but it seemed to please him, causing him to fill me with his hot cum after a while. He then pulled me down onto him, kissing and cuddling with me as his cock shrank. After a few more minutes, he was tapped on the shoulder and we disentangled ourselves; he blew me a kiss as he left.

"His replacement was Ian, a tall. Well-built athletic looking guy with a cock to match. As the majority of the men had, by now, cum at least once and sometimes many more times, they had slowed down so Ian took his time, knowing that the chances of him being shoulder tapped was growing less all the time. He sat on the divan and I knelt in front of him, taking his cock in my mouth for a while as he apparently recovered from his previous orgasms. Once he was fully hard again, he had me on the divan on all fours with my ass high while he reamed my cunt with his huge weapon, stretching me a little due to the compression of the corset, and certainly extending the length with his hard, full thrusts.

He'd obviously cum several times recently because he gave me three orgasms without him cumming at all, then he withdrew and sat me back a little before easing into my asshole, using my own fluids as lubrication. It felt wonderful, although I still prefer a cock in my cunt to one in my ass. He moved back and forth slowly at first, then more vigorously as he approached his climax, pressing fully inside and holding my hips back as he released a stream of cum into my anal depths. I came a couple of times while he was fucking my ass, but only because he massaged my clit with his fingers.

"I thought that the sexual activities would have tapered off a bit after that, with the men all lying around, apparently satiated. However, that was not to be. The strippers began bringing boxes around and it soon became clear that they were distributing vibrating crotch straps to all the males who wanted to watch their women cum a few more times. Ian fitted me with one, just as the other men with fitting their partners with them, and he turned it on for a few seconds to test that it worked properly.

"It did. As he adjusted the speed, I felt pulses coming from my clit and pussy as the vibrating dildo inside me and the rubber nubs over my clit did their work. Then, it seemed, the fun part of the evening started. An MC began organizing a cum competition with two categories; a prize for the woman who could cum fastest and another prize for the woman who could hold out against the vibrations for the longest. He drew out the name of two guys to begin with, and the women who had accompanied them to the evening stepped forward with their original partners. When the MC indicated, the guys would turn their partners' vibrators to high speed. After a short time both women came, the first one being sent to one side of the stage, the second to the other side.

"Then two men offered their original partners to challenge the two women, to either cum faster than the fast woman or to withstand the urge to cum longer than the slower woman. Jeff volunteered me to cum faster. I moved to her side as both of our partners stood behind us with their remotes. On the MC's signal, Jeff and the other man turned their controls to full speed. Immediately the pulsating stimulation poured through my body and I needed to hold the back of a chair just to stay upright. Within a few seconds I was panting and in less than a minute I was writhing and moaning in orgasm. Jeff turned off the device and placed an arm around me as he kissed me, while the other woman was escorted off the stage by her disconsolate partner.

"The next challenger appeared as I was still recovering. She looked at me as I was still panting to recover my breath, then smiled, thinking that she had a better than even chance of winning, assuming I would take some time to recover. At the same time the other competition was taking place, but of course it took a longer time for the women in that group. It seemed to be only a matter of seconds before once again the MC signalled for us to begin and I felt the strong impulses radiating from my pussy.

"The sensations cut short my recovery, pushing me straight into building for my next orgasm. As you know, and they learnt last night, I am multi-orgasmic and the stimulation pushed me straight towards my next climax, which hit me even faster than the previous one. Again, I had trouble staying upright and Jeff had to support me as the world spun due to lack of oxygen. I sat for a few seconds while the woman competing against me was permitted to cum, then she left the stage and a third contestant arrived.

"To cut a long story short, I won the competition, eventually wearing down the number of men who were willing to pit their partners' orgasmic ability against me. However, I think I came about eleven times before I won. I lost count, as did Jeff, but I do know he was very pleased with me. He paid me a bonus as well as his fee and he's booked me for the next meeting. After the evening ended, Jeff took me home to his place where we fucked once again before we slept in his luxurious bed. This morning we awoke and he pushed me to three more orgasms before filling my cunt once again before we ate breakfast, he called a cab and I came home."

"Sounds like you had a great evening," I commented, "Guess you're all fucked out though, which is a pity because all I got was a blow job."

She stood and came to me, kissed me, then straddled my knees as she began unfastening my shirt.

"Oh, my poor darling," she sympathized, "Missing my pussy, are you? Well, she's always open for business for you, honey."

She moved off my knees and unfastened my pants, pulling them down and off my feet, allowing my cock to spring upwards.

"He looks eager to see me, or more than just see, I would guess," she commented as she slid back onto my thighs, positioning herself so that her drooling opening could engulf my rigid spike. Once inside, she pulled herself closer towards me, pressing her hard nipples against my chest as she began moving up and down, stimulating us both, slowly and gently. We kissed as we made love, we nuzzled our mouths and faces against each other's neck, stroking each other's back with our hands as we pleasured each other, gradually building the sexual tension as we headed to the inevitable conclusion.

"It's so nice to be able to take time to fully appreciate the sexual sensations and nuances of our love making," whispered Celeste into my ear, "Last night was all about speed and cumming; now is about love and pleasure. The two are poles apart, with this being by far the most enjoyable."

"Yes, I agree, even though last night, for me, was very enjoyable, seeing two young people make love for the first time while helping them to make it as enjoyable as possible."

"Well, as I said earlier, we could always start a school. How does Hank and Celeste's school of sex sound?" Celeste laughed as she leant back to see my face.

"Yeah, maybe, but then again, do you really think society is ready for this? It's a strange thing that sex and love are seen as taboo topics, not core skills like reading and math."

"Yeah, you're right. Guess it would best be done online then, rather than have a physical building that could be firebombed by narrow-minded puritanical killjoys. Worth thinking about as an online service. We could offer to assist using the young person's own partner or we could use ourselves as partners. Be interesting to see how it went."

"Yeah, but right now I can think of one thing that's more interesting," I replied, pulling Celeste gently back against me as I increased my movements, feeling myself preparing to cum and knowing that, despite having cum a great many times in the last day and night, Celeste would also reach her orgasmic peak very shortly.

Our breathing rates increased and we were soon panting as we moved against each other. Normally Celeste would probably have cum first, but not this time. I made a final few lunges into her then held still as I spurted my hot sperm into her well-used cunt. The feeling of me cumming inside her was all it took to push her over the edge and she gave a short scream as she dug her nails into my back, tipped her head backwards and rocked her hips back and forth rapidly as her body shuddered and writhed with passion.

As we descended from the peak of our passion, we held each other tightly for a long time, both grateful for the love we found in each other.