The Sybian Room

Later that night over a restaurant meal, Linda embarrassed me by revealing my Sybian experience to Clive. He smiled and asked my for my opinion on it, to which I confessed my pleasure. Our quiet conversation remained sexual, about the different things we'd experienced through our lives, and as you might guess, my contribution was rather minimal. Clive freely discussed his own experiences, his first love, and his first white woman. He admitted to experimenting swinging during his failed first marriage, but to him the group thing was emotionless. According to Clive, two was a good number, but three had its advantages too. It was nice that he confessed his love for Linda, and since meeting her, his life had been fulfilled in every way. I caught Linda's look of love and admiration, and I felt a little jealousy for my own lonely predicament. That night alone in my bed, I cuddled my pillow and pretended it was my lover. Linda's comment that I had only twenty good summers left came to mind, and with it came a few tears. The next morning, Linda confessed that she liked to sleep in, and the Sybian room would be free for my perusal. During week days, Clive was at the university, and most mornings I snuck into the Sybian room for a little fun, for I'd never been this interested in sex before.

As you can well imagine, I was enjoying my Canadian vacation very much. Besides the Sybian room, there was plenty of other entertainment. During the day, Linda escorted me around the local tourist sights and all the good shops. Most nights when Clive joined us, we dined at nice restaurants and drank at upmarket bars. We would return home and retire to the lounge for coffee and chat. I would often go to bed earlier than my hosts, and afterwards I suspect there was a little hanky panky in the Sybian room, but that of course was none of my business.

It was on a Saturday night that things got a little more interesting. The three of us had joined Clive's work associates at a waterfront café, and after a most raucous night we returned home in a happy and inebriated state. Instead of coffee, Linda suggested a little marijuana might be nice, to which Clive agreed to. I've never been a fan of recreational drugs, nor have I ever used them. When I passed up the invitation, Linda gave me one of her 'don't be prudish' looks, and suggested that just once in my life, I should let my hair down and live a little. She also pointed out that I was amongst friends, and that a little marijuana is nice and relaxing. Against my better judgement, I agreed to join them.

My surprise was that the marijuana was in the Sybian room in the TV cabinet, but the three of us were soon perched on the bed leaning against the wall. It was a nice atmosphere, the room darkened and soft music filling the air. I was nervous as I took my first draw of a joint, and on Clive's advice, allowed just a little to enter my lungs. The joint was handed around, and it wasn't long before I began to feel the effects of the drug mingle with the previously consumed alcohol. I felt relaxed and calm; and any anxiety soon disappeared. Clive was sitting between Linda and I, and it just seemed natural to lean into him. A sense of togetherness was felt by us all, and we grinned stupidly as the first joint was consumed, and another lit. I couldn't help but notice Linda becoming a little amorous with Clive, her little kisses becoming more urgent.

"Would you guys like me to leave?" I asked politely.

Clive lifted his arm around me and pulled in tight, "No, we'd both like you stay."

"You sure?"

Yes, we're very sure." Linda whispered.

Clive lowered his face to mine, and I offered him my cheek, but I was surprised when his hand gently guided my face so that our lips touched. I felt his tongue probing my slightly parted lips, and without hesitation allowed my tongue to meet his. Our kiss lasted but a second or two; he then turned to Linda and repeated the act. For the next few minutes, Clive shared his kisses with both of us, and I couldn't help but notice Linda's hand casually wandering over his upper thighs and lap. I too was caught up in the moment, and while I had no idea where this going to end up, I didn't want to leave. It was Clive who suggested the next move; he hugged me tight and looked down at me with his big dark eyes.

"I'd really love to watch you ride the Sybian. Would you do that for me, for us?" he asked seductively.

"What, in front of you?" I stammered nervously.

"Yes, but you don't have to take your clothes off. It's not your body I want to see, it's your face. I want to see the pleasure on your face, the happiness and joy I know it brings you. I love to watch Linda, and now I'd really like to watch you. Would you do that for me please?"

Other times my answer would have been a definite no, but the booze and marijuana had lowered my resolve, and I was sexually aroused like never before. My mind churned with the implications, but suddenly a new thought flashed through my body. I'd never been an exhibitionist, but the thought of two people that I dearly loved watching my intimate act intrigued me. I looked over at Linda's smiling face, and she nodded her approval. Without thinking, I arose from the bed and moved the Sybian into the middle of the room. Fortunately I was wearing a long full dress, and I discreetly turned my back on my audience as I lowered my panties to the floor and stepped out of them. My brown paper bag was now stored in the room, and from it I fitted my favourite attachment to the machine. I stood above it with a leg either side, and then slowly and carefully lowered myself to the saddle. I spread my dress on the floor around me, and then slipped my wet pussy over the waiting attachments. Reaching for the control box, I hit the on switch and adjust the speed knob slowly upwards. The soft purr of the Sybian coincided with my pleasure, the vibration instantly connecting with my clitoris.

I stole a look over to the bed; Clive and Linda were watching me intently with little smiles on their faces.

"Just forget we're here and enjoy yourself." Clive suggested.

I closed my eyes and settled back on the machine as I had many times before, the penis inside me working my pussy quite nicely as my clitoris accepted the little ridge on the base of the attachment. My first orgasm didn't come quickly, but I think it was the nerves of not being alone. But when it did, I stifled my joy and confined myself to a few deep sighs and a little wriggling on the now slippery saddle. I raised enough courage and opened my eyes, and looked straight into Clive's big eyes.

He grinned, "I just love watching a woman having an orgasm, it's a mighty fine thing to watch."

"That obvious eh?" I asked.

Linda laughed, "Your face was a dead giveaway."

I settled back on the saddle and watched Linda and Clive who had slipped into a deep embrace. The kisses were long and passionate and before long, hands began to wander, and I quickly became absorbed in their seduction. While the lighting was dimmed, I could easily see what was going on, Clive's hand up Linda's top and her reciprocating by releasing his belt buckle. Clive lifted Linda's top over her shoulders to reveal a low cut bra, this too was soon gone leaving Linda's pert breasts on display. Clive was then deprived of his shirt and my eyes fell eagerly upon his lean muscled torso, his upper chest sprinkled with dark curls. My excitement grew as Linda slid Clive's trousers down and threw them playfully towards me, and with big eyes I watched as his boxers were eased downwards.

From where I sat, Clive's dark cock looked substantial in size as it swayed lazily in the air, more in fatness than length. Linda looked over at me as her face slipped downwards and placed a kiss or two on the fat head and then opened her mouth wide to accept it. Her cheeks soon bulged with its size, and her right hand gripped the shaft to hold it still as Clive rocked gently beneath her. For the next minute or so, Linda suckled on his cock while he attempted to undo her jeans with the one hand that could reach. After this was accomplished, Clive peeled her tight jeans and black panties down her thighs to her calves which were as far as he could reach.

I continued to ride the Sybian, but I was now too engrossed in what Linda and Clive were doing to concentrate on my own pleasure. For a short time I was content to watch their antics, while Linda suckled upon that thick black cock, Clive was no doubt fingering her from behind. Then Linda emptied her mouth and gazed over at me.

"Come and join us." she whispered.

I returned her stare, but I was unsure on how to respond. Yes, I was interested and I did want to, but it was also a big ask for someone as inexperienced as myself.

"Come, we both want you to." she added.

"Both?" I asked.

"Yes, both. Clive and I discussed it day's ago." she assured me. "We both want you. So what are you waiting for, it'll be fun."

I lifted myself from the Sybian after switching it off; then approached the bed hesitantly to where Clive was looking up at me with that big smile.

"Please take your clothes off." he asked.

I reached behind and unzipped my dress and eased it from my shoulders, it fell to the floor and I simply stepped out of it. Clive's eyes moved straight to my pussy and stayed there as I slipped out of my bra, only then did his eyes move upwards to my breasts. I stood in great trepidation as both Linda and Clive took in my nudity. Clive then reached for my hand and pulled me slowly down to the bed close enough for a kiss. The kiss was long and most passionate, and I jumped as his hand fondled each of my breasts gently touching my nipples.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmm, very nice." he muttered between kisses.

His tongue was dancing with mine as his hand slipped downwards over my navel and further to my thighs. My buttocks and thighs were caressed tenderly before his hand moved towards my triangle of curls, and without thinking I opened my legs a little to accommodate his attentions. It felt strange as Clive's fingers explored my curls, for it had been some considerable time since I'd been with a lover, namely my ex-husband which was a few years back. I felt his long finger slip between my wet lips and slide slowly over my clitoris and into my opening. I sighed with pleasure as his finger slid deep inside me while his thumb found my clitoris, and within seconds I was in another world.

Linda let Clive play for a short time before she took my hand and urged me downwards to the bed. In front of me stood Clive's cock looking much more substantial now that it was only inches from my face. The thick head and the top of the shaft were visibly wet and slippery from Linda's mouth. The shaft seemed solid and rock hard, and below his balls large and taut. Linda's mouth dropped over Clive's and she gave me a sly wink as her head bobbed slowly up and down, then she lifted her mouth, and with her hand pointed the head at me. I hesitated for a second or two, then reached for his shaft and guided my mouth to it.

I'd forgotten how silky smooth a cock was, the velvety warm skin soon filled my mouth. I was unaccustomed to my mouth being open so far, but the largeness of the head gave me no option but to manage as best as I could. I could taste his bitter pre-cum, but my excitement overcame it, and I allowed my tongue to explore the glans beneath the head. Within a few seconds, I had a nice little rhythm going, but as Linda's face hovered close by, I let Clive's lovely big cock slide from my mouth. Linda took it in hand and began to suckle on it, and for the next few minutes we shared the grand prize. I'd always enjoyed sucking cocks; just a few before I met my husband, but marriage certainly perfected my technique. So from the positive moans of appreciation from Clive, I suspect I held my own with Linda.

Clive then rolled away and I felt myself being turned onto my back. As he moved upwards, he peppered me with lots of little kisses until our lips touched and his tongue sought mine. My legs automatically opened as his hand caressed my thighs, and his fingers then slipped up to my pussy. Again, with a finger inside me and his thumb working my clitoris, Clive had me writhing on the bed, my hand eagerly sought his cock and gently squeezed and stroked it. I sensed Linda close by and broke the kiss to find her smiling down at me.

"Would you like Clive to fuck you now?" she asked.

"Yes." I mumbled. "If he wants to and you don't mind."

She chuckled, "Oh, Clive wants to, and seeing as we're all good friends, I don't mind either. Do you want me to leave you guys alone, or shall I stay and watch?"

It was an interesting question, but it only took a few seconds for me to come to the right answer. It would almost seem like cheating if Linda wasn't there, plus the thought of being watched seemed exciting too.

"Please stay." I mumbled.

"I'd like that." Linda answered. "I've told Clive that he's going to be only the second man to do it with you, and he's promised do you real good, haven't you Clive?"

Clive gave me a little peck on the cheek, "Oh yes my little lady, I'm gonna make you real happy."

By now I was shaking with excitement and anticipation of what was about to happen. I impatiently tried to slide under Clive, but he slid down the bed and knelt on the floor. His big powerful arms dragged me down the bed until my buttocks were perched on the edge and my legs back against my chest. I jumped at Clive's first kiss on my thighs, and with great patience he began to kiss his way up both thighs until he got to my pussy. I moaned loudly as his tongue stroked my pussy lips for the first time and just nicking my extremely sensitive clitoris. His tongue while warm and soft, was firm enough to penetrate my opening, and for a few seconds I was exquisitely lapped. His tongue then moved upwards, and my clitoris was given a good workout. It was lapped, tickled and suckled, and I was soon writhing on the bed. I eventually gained enough composure to raise myself to my elbows and look down at Clive's face between my thighs. Beyond the bed on the floor, I could see Linda's long legs, and I realised that she was lying beneath Clive and had a good mouthful of his cock. Clive raised his face and looked up at me, and as he lifted his body, so too rose his cock towards my pussy.

So the moment of truth had finally arrived and my heart thumped wildly as Linda mounted the bed beside me. I was surprised when she reached out and took hold of Clive's cock and guided right between my pussy lips and directly to my opening.

"Now you go easy with this thing." she ordered convincingly.

"Yes boss." was his meek reply.

I braced myself as I felt the blunt head of Clive's cock placing pressure against me, and then with a little push I was entered. My pussy was stretched wide by his girth, but his gentle penetration came with no pain, and my nervousness began to dissipate as my pleasure mounted. I was surprised at the ease in which I was entered, for Clive was far bigger than my ex-husband. Still looking down, I watched as Linda came up with a bottle of lube, and reaching between Clive and me dribbled a line of liquid onto his cock. I winced at its coolness, but the effect was immediate and Clive's thick shaft moved easier inside me. I soon felt his thighs against mine, and realised that I had accepted his full length. My pussy was stretched to capacity, but I liked it, and with low slow thrusts, Clive began to work up into a nice rhythm.

"So, how's that?" Linda asked.

"Absolutely fucking, fantastic." I answered.

"Nice tight pussy." Clive added

"Mmmmmmmmmm, are you suggesting that mine isn't?" Linda asked.

Our laughter was spontaneous.

Now that I had been entered, I wanted a little kissing and caressing. I urged Clive up on top of me and we wriggled up the bed into the missionary position. My legs were soon locked around his powerful body, and we kissed passionately as we pleasured each other.

It was so nice, the fine intimate touching and kissing while my pussy was rigorously attacked. My arousal was immense, and I could feel my juices running from my pussy and down between my sodden buttocks. My sexuality was rekindled and I promised myself that there would be more of this, not with Clive, but someone of my own. I realised what I'd been missing, and Linda's earlier comment regarding how many good summers I had left crossed my mind. And as my mind drifted to the future for a short time, Clive continued to kiss my neck, shoulders and breasts while his cock tormented my wanting pussy.

I was brought back to reality by a buzzing sound, and my eyes opened to find Linda next to us with a pink vibrator jammed firmly between her shaven pussy lips.

I laughed, "What other toys have you got stashed in here?"

"A few." she replied while removing the vibrator from between her thighs and squeezing it between our gyrating bodies.

Clive raised his body slightly, and Linda zoomed the still buzzing vibrator straight onto my clitoris causing me to jump.

"How about changing positions?" Linda suggested. "Then I can play with her too."

Clive rolled onto his back and I was guided astride him facing backwards. Linda again did the honours by guiding Clive's cock to my pussy. The angle was different, and I took great care as I lowered myself onto his shaft. I then leaned back into Clive's waiting arms. My legs were now parted wide and my pussy was on full display as Linda knelt between Clive's thighs. She slipped the vibrator back onto my clitoris again causing me to jump and let Clive's cock slip noisily from my pussy.

"Behave yourself." Linda ordered as she redirected Clive's cock back into my pussy.

Thankfully, she turned the vibrator speed down, and for the next few minutes my pussy was tormented.

Linda ran her fingers through my sparse pubic curls, "You need to shave this bum fluff off, looks much better bald."

"No one to show it off to." I replied.

Whose fault's that?"

I thought about that as I wriggled and writhed with a full pussy and much aroused clitoris. But it was all too complicated, the vibrator was nice, but the more I wriggled under its spell, the more Clive's cock slipped from me. Linda wisely removed the toy, and I swivelled around on Clive so that I was facing him. His hands quickly found my breasts and fondled them and I leaned forward a little so he could suck them on whim.

"Can you guys turn around so I can see better?" I heard Linda ask

I looked behind me to where Linda was mounting the Sybian, and both Clive and I worked together managing to turn side on so that she could see.

"You okay up there?" Clive asked after awhile of sensual lovemaking.

"Mmmmmmm mmmmm, oh yes. You okay down there?"

"It's kinda good down here too. Wanna try doggie for a change?"

"Sure." I said rolling from him and positioning myself on all fours facing Linda.

I sighed deeply as Clive penetrated me fully from behind and began to work me. I lowered my head to the bed and braced myself as he began to slap into me hard, his speed picking up dramatically. When it became all too much, I slid forward on the bed in blissful surrender leaving Clive's cock swinging in the air behind me.

"Oh goody." cried Linda as she dismounted the Sybian and threw herself onto her back on the bed beside Clive.

Linda was swiftly mounted, and with her legs high in the air, accepted Clive's thrusting without complaint. At first I wasn't sure what I was supposed to do. Only inches away from where I lay, they went at it with gay abandon. From my position I could see between their writhing bodies, and for some time I watched with Linda's shaven pussy lips hugging every contour of Clive's thick dark shaft. Clive's arm suddenly snaked out and pulled me close, and he effortlessly slipped from Linda and onto me. I giggled as I reached down and guided his hardness inside me, and for a minute or so he rode me before clambering back onto Linda. This was repeated several times, and while it wasn't more than a little entertaining for Linda and I, I'm sure it did Clive's ego a great deal of good.