The Cottage Ch. 04

"Okay, that just seems a little too unbelievable. A lube that can throw caution to the wind, what is it made with, Ecstasy?" I laughed, really not believing this.

"No, that would be illegal, it is similar to X but it is herbal," she quickly retorted. "Now, what would you like to order?"

I ordered the shrimp in garlic butter sauce and Chris stayed with his Filet Mignon. As she turned to leave she accidentally rubbed against Chris' shoulder with her breast. He did not seem to mind. I was, at that point not sure how I felt about it.

I quickly picked back up where I had been interrupted. "I want to taste you, I want you to cum in my mouth," I tried saying with my mouth full of him. I was deep-throating him, licking him furiously with me tongue. I licked around his head, savoring the taste of pre-cum that was being produced. I just kept sucking him in my mouth, sucking harder and harder on his precious cock. I wanted him, now. As I was sending his body into a fury, I heard him whimper, I felt the first jerk, and then he flooded my mouth with his cum. I licked at his head to get every last drop in my mouth.

He slumped down in the chair, like I had sucked the life out of him. I asked him, "Are you okay? Do you still want more?"

"I need a few minutes," he said, sounding exhausted.

I looked at the appetizer platter for the first time; there was little bit different selection. I placed a piece of the chicken nugget on my plate that had an artichoke sauce, a piece of the fried eggplant, and boiled clams in a garlic sauce. As usual the food was delicious. We both ate.

I was watching the scene below—the actors were carrying out normal life in the Middle Ages—when Chris leaned over and pulled my skirts up. He painted one of the lubes on my inner lips and clit; I did not see which one. He was untying my bodice, trying to get at my breasts, but he was not doing so well, so I offered my fingers to help. Once the bodice was removed, my shirt was quickly sent through the air; I was taken back by his forcefulness.

I was allowed to put my bodice back on, only because he liked the effect it had on my breasts. Only it was not laced-up tightly, so my nipples were exposed, and free to be manipulated however he felt. That was more than fine with me; enough nipple stimulation can bring me to climax.

He pulled his chair up in front of mine, trapping me, keeping me from moving. He sat there and twisted each of my nipples with two of his fingers. When I was starting to moan from the pleasure he took turns sucking them into my mouth; first he would suck on my nipple, and then he nibbled at it with his teeth, and then squeezed it with his fingers.

I was being brought to orgasm as he was enjoying his time manipulating my nipples. I let out a loud shriek as a surge ripped through my body ending at my pussy. He pressed his tongue deep in my mouth as his hand ran down my body to my pussy. He rubbed and rubbed, till the outside of his hand was wet with my juices, then as he had done already that day, he thrust two fingers deep into me, and just wiggled them as another shock went through my body. I actually felt my back arch as I was consumed with pleasure. I wanted to scream but his tongue pressing deeply into my mouth, muffled my scream. Just as my body started to relax, dinner arrived.

This was good, because now I was the one that needed a break. We shared our dinners with one another, each commenting on how good the food was. As we were finishing our dinners, Cindy came back in, except she was now wearing a white iridescent skirt, which left nothing to the imagination. The lips of her pussy were very visible, along with her neatly trimmed hair.

I thought, my goodness put something on, but I fought the urge to say anything. She quickly and quietly cleaned our table and left.

I undid the buttons of his trousers, exposing a hard cock, and painted some of the blueberry gel on him. I wanted to see what it would do, since I was getting no reaction to what he had placed on me earlier. I watched his hard, white cock being turned light lavender with each stroke of the brush, and I found myself aroused by the color change. I wanted to taste him.

I walked him over to the couch and sat on the floor in front of him; I had no intentions of allowing him to get off. I licked at him, missing several times on purpose, running my fingers down his vest, around his cock to his balls, down his legs and back up to his balls. I was licking at his head with hard long licks, when he stood up and asked me to lie down.

Not sure what to make of this, I did as he asked. He threw my skirt on my breasts and plunged his still partially painted cock deep into me. I let out a roar has he continued to pump me fast and very hard. I was brought to a new level of excitement with each thrust, the intensity being almost more than I could bear. He stopped before he or I reached climax, looked at me sternly and said, "Lick me now."

I licked him softly and delicately, trying to change the mood that was getting very hard and fast—not that I was opposed to this. I just wanted to challenge myself to change the mood. He grabbed my hair and pushed himself into my mouth, then relaxed his grasp. I took him deeply a few strokes then very slowly pressed my lips on him as I released him out of my mouth, to the head. I licked his head, and then skipped to his balls. I licked fast, but softly, as he started to moan in pleasure. I stood up and sat back down in my chair. I needed a break; my jaw actually hurt.

The scene below had taken another turn. There was no clothing on any of the people below. Beautiful people walking around talking to one another, the sky above was getting dimmer by the minute. As I was watching below, the sky went so dark you could not see anything. Then the light came back up and the courtyard was empty. Cindy came in with our dessert, wearing the same thing as the last time.

Neither of us was hungry. She took it back with her promising to have it wrapped up for us to take home. Just as she left two very strong men came in. I was almost scared they had 'Bouncer' written across there backs. They were only in here to rearrange the furniture. They took the table to the back of the room and placed the couch up to the window. The two chairs were left on each side of the couch. We both breathed a sigh of relief when they left. Then I looked down at my breasts, my nipples were both very visible. Well at least they got a show, too.

Cindy came back in after the two men left, again. She came in with more drinks, which were really starting to run low.

She spoke in a seductive tone saying, "I arranged your basket' there is more in there than is supposed to be, but I want you to wait till you get home tonight to open it. You are both very carefree right now: this is because of your drinks. I would like to explore this world farther with you, but I cannot, now." With that she leaned over and rubbed my husband's crotch saying, "What a big boy you are." I was powerless to stop her.

As she closed the door, I was ordered to one of the chairs. He gently cuffed my arms to the chair, leaving my legs free. He pressed his mouth onto my nipples, taking one into his mouth and gently sucking it outwards, then the other side. While his mouth was feasting on my nipples, his hands were exploring my legs. He released his grip on my nipple, and plunged his tongue into my mouth. Then grabbing my face, he thrust his cock into my mouth, saying, "What a good girl! Now make me cum on you." I licked him, only sucking him in once or twice. I let my tongue harshly rub the vein that goes down his shaft. He was saying, "Yes, that is what I want. Take me in your mouth." He drove his length into my mouth. Pulling himself out of me, he thrust back in again and again. As he started to cum, he took his cock out of my mouth, and aimed at my mouth as he shot his load. Most of it I was able to catch, and what little I missed, he grabbed with his finger and placed it in my mouth. I licked his fingers clean.

He sat down on the couch right next to me. At this angle he was able to play with my pussy and suck on my nipples at the same time. I needed a drink; instead of releasing my hands he held my glass to my mouth as I drank. When I had finished, he latched on to my nipple with his teeth, this time biting down rather firmly as he inserted the two, then three, then four fingers into my steamy pussy. I screeched with pleasure as I was quickly brought to climax. The first wave hit me hard, followed by another as my back arched and hips thrust forward to force his fingers harder into me.

I was nearly exhausted when Cindy came back in again. There I was, strapped to a chair, dripping with pleasure juices, my nipples very erect, waiting for more pleasure, and my husband's cock raging with a full hard-on.

She pointed to the center of the courtyard. It was totally dark except for a spotlight on a woman dressed in a red and gold gown. She was riding a white horse that had a unicorn affixed to his head. Another spotlight drew my attention to a black horse with a man dressed in a red and gold warrior outfit. The warrior rode up to the maiden on the unicorn. No words were spoken, but from the fiery kiss he gave her you could tell they were lovers. He jumped off of his horse and helped her down from hers. They embraced in a long kiss. As the scene unfolded they each lost more clothing.

As they were standing there naked, the light came up revealing a swimming hole in the middle of a dense forest. As they headed into the water, I returned my attention to my husband. Cindy was still in our room, but she was also watching the scene below. The couple in the water made love to one another, everywhere around the forest. I was watching, feeling innately drawn to their carnal passion. I watched two people have sex in every imaginable position.

As the lights faded to black, another maiden on a grey unicorn appeared, dressed in pink and white; she rode to the far side where she met her warrior dressed in blue and silver. The lights again came on and this time they were in a meadow of wild flowers. As they both started making love, my attention was diverted; somewhere in the passion below, I was being fisted. I didn't even know a fist could fit into me. It was a unique feeling. What made the sensation even more arousing was we were being watched. I didn't even care. As he took his fist out of me, I could feel a flood of juices gush out with him.

"I want you to eat me," I exclaimed. "I want to feel your tongue in me while you are playing with my nipples. I want you to lick my pussy." Like the good boy he is, he quickly started on his task, first rolling both of my nipples in each hand, while his tongue went into me lapping up my juices. Then he spread my juices around with his tongue, below my opening up to my clit, slowly lapping everything up, and then speeding up. As he quickly licked my clit, I came on his face, adding to the excitement was that I could not touch him. I was in total and complete bliss. I was satisfied.

I asked for my hands to be released, and they quickly were. I then saw that Cindy was still there. Oh, my, she had seen everything. I was turned on again. As I stood up to get my drink she left. The show before us had been brought to climax by two couples engaging in lovemaking together. The lights then went dark; when they came back on, the courtyard was back.

We paid our bill and left with our basket, DVD and leftovers. Cindy's tip consisted of a phone number and a time of 6 o'clock wrapped in a one hundred dollar bill. Jeff gave us a ride home and was also tipped handsomely. We agreed that this was going to be a regular place to visit when we came up here for vacations.