Sally's Hedonistic Pleasures

She sat up and pulled the teddy off over her head so she was completely naked, then laid back down. Brad crawled in between her open legs. She lifted them high so her pussy was open and waiting. Taking careful aim, Brad plunged back into her. Sitting on the window seat, I watched as they moaned and moved, her legs in the air and his legs pushing against the mattress as he got leverage to plunge as deep as possible. The time for kissing was over as they both concentrated on the one, the most important, point of contact. Soon Brad’s breaths quickened and became shorter. Then he leaned back and pulled off the condom. A few short strokes and his cock spurted its cum all over my wife’s front. He had been hard since my wife first put her hand on his leg at dinner and it had made a difference. His first shot went as far as Sally’s breasts. Then his sperm-filled semen continued to pour out on her belly, filling her navel and rolling down the side of her stomach. She reached down and jerked on him, coaxing out every drop.

Brad sat back on the bed while Sally lay there, rubbing his cum into her skin. I poured more wine into two of the glasses and handed them to Brad and Sally.
“The wine is really good,” I remarked.
“But dessert was even better,” replied a grinning Brad.
“I enjoyed fucking you,” said Sally. “How much longer will you be here?”
“I’m here for three more days.”
“Tomorrow’s our last night. Maybe we can get together for dessert again?”
“Tomorrow’s also the toga party. I’m meeting some friends for dinner and the party, why don’t the two of join us. We’ll talk about dessert then.”
With that, Brad dressed and left our room. Sally really enjoys fucking but rarely cums that way. She got out her vibrator and used it while I sucked on her breasts. She came quickly.

The next day we went snorkeling and hung out around the resort. That afternoon Sally got a massage and was feeling very relaxed once it came time to go to the toga party. The housekeeping staff dropped fresh sheets by the room and we set about designing our togas. I draped my toga Roman style while Sally created a sort of halter top and skirt out of her sheet using several beaded necklaces. Her toga covered her breasts so loosely that her nipples were visible most of the time. If she leaned over her tits fell out of the halter top completely. It worked perfectly.

The most popular theme party of the week, the toga party was in full swing when we arrived. We got some food and joined Brad and his friends. It turned out that, as with us, he had just met them the day before. There were two other couples and another single man, bringing our total to eight. They were a fun-loving group and we all drank quite liberally. Before long we started taking photos of each other, clowning around in our togas. Sally is usually camera shy, particularly when it comes revealing photographs, but was into it as much everyone else. Then the band came on and the dancing began. The other two couples danced with each other and I danced with Sally.

“ I love dancing with you but those two guys are sitting there like wallflowers. I feel like I should ask them to dance.”
“Sally, I can dance with you anytime and those guys don’t look like they have been having much fun since the dancing began. Go ahead and ask them to dance.”
Sally asked Brad first. It was a slow song. I went to the bathroom and, when I got back, the song was still going. The two of them were dancing very close and her face was close to his. Before long their lips were locked, their bodies pressed tightly against each other. Sally’s breasts had fallen out of the halter top and were pressed against Brad’s bare chest. Even from our table I could see that her nipples were erect and hard.

After the dance was over they returned to the table. The other couples either hadn’t noticed or didn’t care what had just happened on the dance floor. On the other hand, Richard, who had been in a lively conversation with Sally just before the dancing, seemed a little crestfallen. Richard, the other single man, was balding and in his late forties. He was good-looking, in good physical condition and, most importantly, a classical musician. The two of them had talked at some length about classical music, an interest of Sally’s. Seeing her on the dance floor with the only other single guy at the table must have made him feel left out. Sally noticed and made a point to ask him for the next dance. It was a fast dance and Sally really strutted her stuff, shaking her ass and her top. Of course, her breasts once again fell out of her loose halter top. When the song ended she stayed on the floor for one more dance with Richard.

She continued to alternate dances with the two men for the next hour. By the end of the hour I noticed that she had let Richard take a few liberties as well. During one dance she had turned her back to him, letting him grab her breasts from behind and grinding her ass back against his crotch. His toga barely concealed his hard-on when he returned to the table.

The music ended for the evening and people started to leave the dining area. The other two couples said they were going for a walk on the beach and invited us to join them. Before I could say anything, Sally said we were pretty tired and were going to go back to our room. The couples left for the beach, leaving the two single men and us at the table. I asked Sally what was going on. It was only 10:00 pm and were certainly weren’t tired yet.
“I asked Brad to join us for dessert again tonight and he said ‘yes’,” Sally whispered in my ear.
“That’s no surprise, we already invited him last night,” I whispered back.
“I also invited Richard for dessert.”
“Now that is a surprise. Are you sure?”
“I told you I wanted several men to caress my breasts when we came to Hedonism. I know there were two of you last night but that’s not several. Here’s my chance.”
“Are you prepared to go all the way with three men?”
“Prepared? I’m counting on it.”
“Then I get to take pictures.”
“Okay,” she said reluctantly, but not too reluctantly.
“Then let’s go.”
“Are you ready for dessert?” Sally asked Brad and Richard.

The two men smiled and got up. The four of us walked to the room. As we walked, Sally positioned herself between the two, talking excitedly and touching them.
The moment we entered the room, Sally turned to each man and gave him a long, lingering kiss. Then she dropped her toga. There she stood before the three of us, her large breasts fully revealed and her nipples fully erect to nearly 3/4 of an inch. The patch of blonde hair between her legs glistened with her juices, juices that had been gathering all evening. The three of us then dropped our togas, revealing erections that had started to grow during the walk to the room.
Sally dropped down to her knees and the three of us gathered around her. Her head bobbed back and forth as sucked each of us in turn. Like Brad, Richard had a large penis that was growing to its full nine inches under my wife’s attention.

“My slut wife gives great head doesn’t she?” I asked the others.
“Oh yes, her mouth feels so good on my cock,” said Richard.
“Her pussy is great too,” said Brad. When Richard looked at him, he explained, “I had dessert last night too.”
“Wow,” said Richard.
“You are a slut, aren’t you Sally,” I asked.
Sally took her mouth off Richard’s dick and replied, “Yes I’m a slut.”
“You’re a whore too aren’t you,” I continued.
“I’m your whore wife,” she responded. “Now, let’s go fuck.”

She got up from her knees and laid down on the bed. Richard and Brad laid down on each side of her, caressing her breasts and sucking on her erect nipples. In the meantime she had a hand on each of their cocks, stroking and pumping to keep them erect.
“Richard, scoot up in the bed and I’ll suck your cock,” she commanded. He spread his legs and she got on her hands and knees between them, licking and sucking on his dick. As she sucked on Richard, Brad knelt behind her, playing with her pussy. Soon he grabbed a condom from beside the bed and rolled it onto his cock. My wife spread her legs and he plunged his erect cock into her. She was doing my fantasy with these two men! I grabbed my camera.

I got several shots before the two men switched places. Now Richard was fucking Sally doggy-style while she sucked on Brad. I took several more pictures. Richard’s pace increased and suddenly he gasped. He tensed up and I could tell his semen was shooting into my wife’s belly. She pressed back hard against him, letting his cock pulse its sperm as deep within her as possible. For what seemed like several minutes, he stayed inside her, his dick softening as she continued to suck on Brad. Then he pulled out. As stimulating as the thought of him impregnating my wife was, I was relieved to see he was wearing a condom.

Sally rolled onto her back and spread her legs. It was now Brad’s turn. He put on a fresh condom and shoved his cock into Sally’s very wet pussy. She raised her legs high and grabbed him by the ass, pulling him into her. Richard laid on the bed next to them, spent but watching intently while I walked around the bed taking photographs.
Sally moaned as Brad’s body moved within her spread legs. Connected by only the thin, but now very hard, muscle that was his cock, they were so intent upon consummating their passion that they did not even notice me taking pictures. I remembered that my digital camera had a video option and turned it on for the final moments.

Huffing and snorting, Brad bounced up and down on my wife’s body, building up to orgasm. By now there were no words, just “Oh, Oh, Oh,” and moans from Sally. She slapped him on the back and bottom in ecstasy as she had one of her few orgasms without a vibrator. In a few moments, Brad uttered an “AHHHH,” and ejaculated into my wife. She clutched his hips with her thighs as he stiffened, pulling him into her and allowing his pulsating cock to fill her with his sperm. Again, but for the condom, who knows what might have happened to my wife over the next nine months.

Both of them spent for the evening, Richard and Brad put on their togas and returned to their rooms. Sally was so exhausted that she fell right to sleep. I still hadn’t cum, but I had a solution. I went into the bathroom and took care of it myself, looking at the snapshots I had taken that evening and finishing with the video of my slut wife being fucked by a handsome stranger. Our fantasies had been realized.