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Kinky In Key West - Part 2

Part one....

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I glance back to where we left Vivan and Clint and they're nowhere to be seen. I ask my husband about them.

"They left. They were going to go walk around and check out some other places. They invited us to go with them, but I knew we'd want to stay here. I feel bad they left, but oh well," he says.

"Aww, that stinks. I feel bad for them too. They really wanted to get naked. Haha...we could've helped them. Oh well." I reply.

He agrees, "Yeah, I know...that sucks."

As we exit the Garden of Eden and head down the stairs, I glance back at my man, who's walking down behind me. We exchange looks, and I can tell we're both a little weirded out at the situation but excited at the same time. We've never been led by another couple back to their room before, at least not for this reason, and the unknown of what was to come was a strange feeling. A flurry of questions fly through my head. *How does this work? How do we start? How does this go down without being awkward? I've never fully been with another woman before. Well, except for Amy, but she was more of the active one (that’s a story for another day). Wait...another Amy? What is it with Amy's? Weird. I guess we'll see what happens. She can help lead me. And how will that be with Dave? I haven't done anything with another guy since I met my husband. At least I'll know what to do with it. I know what my man likes, so I can work with that I guess.*

The cab ride to their hotel is a bit hazy. I have no idea what direction we're going or how long we're in the car. Amy is beside me and she leans over and whispers, "When we get to the room, let's really give the guys a show. They'll love it!"

I repeat what I said before, "Absolutely...but you lead the way!"

The cab drops us off on Who-Gives-A-Fuck-Street, Key West, FL, and I'm only left to assume someone paid the driver. We walk from the sidewalk through a breezeway and into a courtyard. There's a swimming pool shimmering to the left. It definitely looks closed for the night. My husband and I hold hands as we follow Amy and Dave through a corridor and up to a hotel room door. Their hotel room door. The anticipation waiting for the key card to be swiped and the door to open is a bit unnerving. The door opens and we follow them in.

It's a small room, and I take a moment to glance around without being nosy. I'm not sure if I'm looking for anything in particular, but part of me wants to get a quick feel for how these people are. It's not bad. A bit cluttered, with clothes scattered about, mixed in with shoes, and what looks like shampoo or lotion bottles laying around on the floor. *Maybe lube?* But then again, clutter happens easily in a hotel room on vacation. It's not easy living out of a suitcase, and the last thing anyone wants to worry about on vacation is repacking everything every single day just for tidiness. I see no signs of drug usage (other than pot, which we already knew about and were offered) or hard-core prescription medication bottles, so we're good.

Amy goes and grabs their stash so we can take a hit before getting started, and Dave checks the bathroom for a lighter. Nada. No problem. I kinda want to remember what goes down tonight anyway. The alcohol in my system is going to have to ride solo tonight. I just pray I don’t totally sober up before we get started.

Meanwhile, my man and I make our way to the bed. I climb up on it and kneel, facing him. He glides his hands up my waist, to my breasts, catching my bandeau with his thumbs and pulling it off over my head. I pull his shirt off as well, followed by my jeans, and proceed to undo his pants, which are straining against his already hard cock, waiting to be set free. Meanwhile, out of the corner of my eye, Amy has made her way over to the bed and is following suit. The lights go out. Dave joins Amy in undressing and I have my man out of his pants and my hand wrapped around his throbbing cock, caressing it while we kiss. I feel a soft touch come up behind me, as Amy runs her hands down my back and over my ass.

"I want to taste you." she whispers. *Oh my God.*

I respond simply by turning and laying down on my back. She spreads my legs and immediately starts to kiss me, dipping her tongue into me little by little, over and over. I have my head slightly hanging off the side of the bed, with my mouth doing its work along the underside of my husband’s cock, licking up and down his shaft, while my hands cradle his balls. He has huge balls. I can't fit them into my mouth, but I love licking the shit out of them when they're smooth. They're so soft and delicate, and his reaction to my tongue drives me wild. I'm enjoying this part so much that I almost don't fully notice that Amy is sucking on my lips down below. Until she starts nipping at them. *OW.* Ok, I could do without the biting. Other than that, this whole thing is sexy as hell.

I can only assume that Dave has been working on Amy's ass in some way during all of this, but then I hear Dave ask Matt if he can get in on what his wife's doing to me. "Sure, man, but just for a minute."

Dave climbs up onto the bed beside where Amy is laying and joins in on the pussy licking party I'm hosting. Two warm, wet mouths lick and kiss on me, and it's very surreal. One set of lips is soft, full, and delicate and the other is thinner, with scruff from his facial hair. A totally new combo to me. I only wish Amy would stop biting me. It's distracting. As they carry on, I continue with my fun with my husband’s cock. It's so fucking huge, I can't get it into my mouth at the angle I'm at, so I wrap my hand around it and pump it while I keep sucking his warm, soft balls. I get lost in the moment for a while, only hearing the sounds of quiet sucking and moaning floating through the room.

The next thing I know, everyone is moving, except me. As I remain on the bed where I lay, Amy gestures for Matt to come up onto the bed, and I watch as he kneels in front of her and she grabs his cock in her hand and places her mouth on the tip before taking him all the way in. *Holy shit, that's fucking hot! Take it. Shove it down your throat, Amy.* Watching another woman deep throat my husband is now one of the sexiest things for me to witness. It's extremely erotic. I know what his cock feels like in my mouth. I know how it fits, how the shape of it feels, all of its ridges, how soft and velvety the skin is, how it feels as it throbs and grows from hard to rock-solid and back again, in response to the pleasure it's feeling. Now, in this moment, I can imagine all of that in her mouth. What she's feeling; Only, knowing that it's totally foreign to her. Knowing that his cock is full of wonderful surprises for her; And that I get that all to myself every other day of the year for the rest of my life. It's like letting someone come spend a wild night in your beach-side mansion that you get to live in every day.

While she probably feels very womanly and powerful right now, as she sucks up and down my husband's shaft. I actually feel like the powerful one in this moment. I own that cock, and I'm giving her permission for the joy-ride. I can take that away from her at any moment. But I don't want to. Not yet. It's just too fucking sexy to watch. I can imagine my husband felt the same way when both of them were going down on me.

My viewing pleasure is interrupted as Dave comes over to my side of the bed...

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