Travel can provide some surprising opportunities.
written by:
Lucky

When I travel I've found that the best way to find good places to eat is to ask the locals, since it's not uncommon for people to like to brag about their favorite places. Sales people in nice stores are always helpful. "The place I usually go to when I get off work is the pub just down the street. It's not the closest but the food is good and the people there are the best." So off I went.

In the states there are some bars that have good food but it's not a sure thing. In the European pubs I've eaten in I've found that the food is usually very good and is often excellent. As soon as I entered this one my nose told me that I was in capable hands here. Being in no hurry, I sat at the bar and had a pint as an appetizer. After a few minutes I looked into the mirror behind the bottles to see who was sitting beside me. There was a man about my age and an attractive brunette who appeared to be in our age range as well, mid-thirties.

Now it often happens that I'll see someone and think I know them or am at least acquainted with them, and more often than not it turns out I'm wrong. In this case I'd almost given it up; here I was on another continent seeing someone who I thought I might know. But another glance only made the suspicion grow. I kept sneaking furtive glances at them until the man caught my eye. I looked away but when I looked back he was still staring at me. "I'm sorry, but I have the feeling that I know you, or we've met somewhere." He turned to the woman.

"That's it! We can't get away no matter where we go! Good that we're not at home." I was getting a bit anxious that he was becoming perturbed but then he looked at me and smiled. "Name's Pat, and this is my wife Jess." He held out his hand and we shook on our new acquaintance. Then I looked at Jess and I thought, no, it can't be!" I looked again, and as she turned away and I saw her with her head lowered, her wavy brown hair discretely covering her eyes, I had it.

How could I go about this? If I was wrong I could be in big trouble, but the more I looked at her the more certain I was: I was sitting with lethalcouple. I was sure of it, or as sure as I could be without confirmation. But how to get it?

We talked for awhile, until it was time to order something to eat. I'd planned to eat at the bar but with three people it's not convenient for conversation to be sitting in a row so I suggested that we go to a table. They agreed and in a few minutes we were waiting for our dinners. The talk was about travel, then I switched it to music, asking about local live venues. Then it hit me!

"I'm a fan of Lethal Couple," making it sound like the name of a band. Pat's eyes widened, as did Jess's.

"Is that some kind of rock band." A good attempt by Pat, but I knew it was no use now. I had him, but how to do it in a graceful manner?

"No, it's actually performance art. I've seen them on the internet." My heart was beating like Ringo keeping time, Pat looking at me with a very serious face, while Jess had suddenly found something extremely intriguing on the her plate.

Pete knew that I knew, or that I at least had a strong suspicion. "How many in this group you're interested in?"

"Two, they're a duo, a man and a woman." I fought to keep his gaze. "They're very talented, I'd love to meet them."

Any good policeman or interviewer will tell you that nature abhors a vacuum; I decided to make Pat blink first, and after an interminable wait, he did.

"Well, today's your lucky day, mate" and this time it was he who waited. I decided to end the charade.

"Pete, with all respect, I thought it was you, and Jess. I'm a huge fan of yours on the site; in fact, I've sent comments to you several times when I've seen you in real time. I told him my site nickname and he laughed.

"Oh, it's you, "turn the TV off!" alluding to my comments to him as I'd watched them fucking while the local news was blaring in the back ground, and he laughed again. Jess looked up, relieved that I was comfortable with them being who I thought they were, and we began talking about the site and their performances.

Of course, now the situation had changed, and dramatically. Here I was having dinner with a married couple who posted their sexual escapades on the internet for all the world to see. After the initial shock began to wear off, though, it set in that they were normal people, except for the sex thing. Far from being put off by it, I was thrilled to meet them.

"Pete, how can I be judgmental about you and Jess? It's me who's watching." And we continued discussing it, how it began for them, how exciting it was for them to know that so many people were watching, and what those viewers might be doing while they watched.

The meal was getting to an end and I began to wonder, what next? Would we say our good-byes and go our separate ways?

"Excuse us for a minute, but I have to talk with Jess," and Pat leaned to her, spoke a few words in her ear. She glanced at him for a long moment, then whispered in reply. This went back and forth several times and I was about to leave them to some privacy when Pat turned to me.

"Well, since our cat is loose now, maybe we should go to our hotel and talk about it a bit more. Fancy a drink there?" Ahh!

"Yes, it would be my pleasure." Would it ever, I thought, if this was going where I thought it might.

The hotel was close enough that we could walk in a few minutes, and now that we were heading toward what we all knew could happen we were silent. The only words were when Pat stopped us and we all went into a wine shop to get a bottle of cognac. "For a night cap," and we continued on.

In their room we were quiet for a few seconds, Jess getting glasses from the mini-bar, Pat dimming the lights, turning on the light in the bathroom. It was a typical hotel room with a king bed, a desk with a straight back chair, a large wing back chair next to a reading lamp.

"If you'll excuse me for a minute," and Jess went into the bathroom. Pat took the opportunity to have a little talk with me.

"Here, let's sit," and he sat in the wing back chair, indicating that I sit at the desk. "We've talked it over, Jess and I, and we've decided that if you're up for it we'd like to do a bit of our performance art," and he laughed. "We've never had a live audience before so I don't quite know what to expect, but if you're game we can give it a go."

"And Jess?"

"We'll see how it goes along but she's up for a try as well." That was a bit ambiguous for me, I really had been asking if Jess would be available to me, but then I guess my question was more ambiguous than his reply, so I decided to wait and, as said, see how it goes. I was quickly to find out.

Jess came back to us in a white cotton robe, the hotel crest emblazoned on the breast. It was tied in front but it was apparent that she'd shed her bra, her opulent breasts a bit softer looking now, but still well shaped even beneath the thick cotton.

"I think we could all use a drink," and she poured an inch of the amber liquid into each of our hotel tumblers, handed both of us a drink. "To new adventures," and we clinked rims before sipping the fiery fluid. She set her drink on the desk and curled onto Pat's lap, with me at one side of them. Looking at him, she untied the sash of the robe and let it fall free. I was expecting the robe to open and it did, but only enough to see the space between her breasts, the fabric still closed below her waist. Her nipples, though, were hard, pushing against the robe, aching to be set free.

This was signal enough for Pat to pull the robe open, and I heard a soft moan as it dragged across her stiff nipples. He pulled it off her shoulders, letting it fall away to pool around her hips. She shivered, and not from the cold.

Her hand went out to him, pulling him to her, cupping her breast in her other hand as she guided his head to it. Her head went back as his lips made contact, and when I heard the same sounds that I would hear while watching them on the internet I got so hard I thought I might cum right then. Low and soft, but urgent, almost pleading.

Pete's hands were on her waist, and as he licked and sucked her nipple she looked to me. "Please, I think I can do this. I really want this."

Rather than waiting for me to go to her, Jess stood, the robe falling from her body, led the way to the bed. She undressed him and I undressed as well. When they were on the bed I joined them, Jess in the middle of us, on her belly, her beautiful ass waiting to be pleasured. I took it as a sign that she wanted to begin slowly, so I waited until Pat began caressing her, then followed his lead, my fingers tracing her spine from the nape of her neck to her hips.

We massaged her back, caressed the full globes of her ass and as she got more comfortable she began to part her legs for us. As Pat ran a finger down past her tailbone he motioned to me to go between her legs. "She'll like that, I'm betting," and her legs widened a bit more.

When I touched her wetness with my finger it was like touching a live wire, the shock streaking up and into my brain. I'm sure it was even more intense for Jess. Her soft moans became a sensual song as Pat, cuddled beside her, kissed her neck and face while I ran my fingers through her wet silken slit. Her legs opened until I had room to cup her pussy, and as my middle finger traced the outlines of her clit my thumb played at her asshole. She was soft and wet and warm, her moans were constant now.

Looking over, I saw that Pat, kneeling now, was holding his cock to her face, her tongue gently licking the shaft. I raised her hips and she moved to get on all fours, leaning on one forearm, her other hand holding Pat's cock to her mouth, and as I spread her ass cheeks I heard him moan; I knew she had taken him past her lips.

If touching her pussy with my finger was electrifying for me, touching it with my tongue was like electrocution while standing in a bucket of water. Now it was I who was moaning, smelling her ripeness, tasting her essence, feeling her softness on my face and on my tongue. She was so wet that if I hadn't been licking her pussy it would have dripped onto the bed, but lick I did. I knew from watching them that she could cum when Pat was licking her pussy so I gave her my best, changing the speed and pressure from soft and slow to hard and fast, then soft and fast to hard and slow. My tongue examined her lips from her clit to her asshole, and when I'd get there I'd remain there, knowing from the way her hips were wriggling that she was enjoying everything I was doing with her.

The sounds she was making had changed from moans to little cries of pleasure and she fell to the bed, then turned over onto her back, spreading her legs wider. I gripped beneath her knees and pulled outward; her pussy opened like a ripe peach, glistening with her nectar, and I licked from top to bottom in one swipe before her fingers came there and opened her lips fully, inviting me to investigate further.

Her eyes were half closed as I looked up at her, a slight smile on her lovely lips. She watched as my mouth covered her pussy, she groaned as my tongue began snaking into her cunt. I was praying to reach her g-spot but then I lost all thoughts as she pulled me closer to her, her thighs tightening around my head.

Her orgasm began slowly and silently but as it grew in strength and loudness the pressure of her thighs increased as well, but I could still breathe so I kept my tongue moving on her clit, my two middle fingers squishing in her cunt until she pulled me up to her. I kissed her for the first time, letting her taste herself on my tongue and lips. Her tits felt wonderfully full and soft against my chest, her hands warm on my back.

When I finally came to my senses I realized that Pat had left our sides, to give us some one on one time, I supposed, but when I saw what he was doing I had to laugh. Jess looked first at me and then to Pat, and she laughed along with me. He was at the desk, he'd set up the video camera and was just about to rejoin us. "That should do 'er," and he settled in beside Jess, who was still breathing heavily from her climax.

"So I take it you want to record this 'performance art piece' for posterity."

"If you don't mind, yes, I think it would make a perfect souvenir of our vacation, and if you're alright with it I'll post it on the site." I had to agree; anything else would have been the height of hypocrisy.

"Enough talking for now, if you don't mind. I'm just getting wound up and you pair are gabbing away like two old biddies." Jess, sitting with her legs beneath her, kissed me again, but now her hands were in my lap, caressing my throbbing erection with both hands, her humming going through her tongue to mine, a most unusual but erotic sensation, a prelude to what I hoped would follow.

Pete rubbed his cock against her cheek, his hand directing me to get behind her. Without being told Jess moved until she was kneeling again, her ass to me. "Be our guest," and she widened her stance. I remembered a note on the site that mentioned that it was her fantasy to have two men at once so without hesitation I caressed her cheeks, my hardness finding its way to her plump drenched lips.

Plenty of electricity with this coupling, her pussy was very wet but tight and with each inch of penetration I could feel the walls of her tight cunt as she opened for me. When my belly was touching her cheeks I had to stop, I wanted to relish this moment before charging ahead. I could feel her gripping me like a velvet glove, the fingers squeezing and releasing as my throbbing kept in harmony. With very little movement on my part I knew I could blow my load in a few seconds so I remained still.

"How do you want it, Jess?" But she only shook her head slightly in reply, not wanting to stop sucking Pat, who was moving his hips in counterpoint to her bobbing head so that she could lick the head and then take him fully into her throat. I leaned to her, my hands going around her waist and then up to feel her swinging tits, cupping them, my fingers capturing the nipples, squeezing them as I began to move within her, starting slowly but quickly gaining speed, my cock pulling entirely out, only to plunge all the way in again, over and over, my belly slapping against her ass, her body rocking with each thrust. She stopped sucking him, her head hanging as she moved her hips to keep me inside her, a long orgasmic groan coming through her clenched teeth. Not stopping, I continued fucking her pussy and in another minute she came again, and then once more before she fell forward, gasping for breath.

Pete was grinning from ear to ear. "Let's have a switch, then," and he came around her limp body as I moved in front of her. Jess placed a hand on my achingly hard cock, her fingers caressing more than stroking, her face still hidden in the bed covers. Pat had raised her hips and was fondling her ass, then held her cheeks as he slid into her still hungry pussy. "Ah, she's still tight as a young girl," and he began to slowly fuck her.

Jess raised up, her eyes glazed with lust, and I held her face as I guided my red plum to her open lips. I wanted to watch her but I closed my eyes as her warm mouth enveloped me, her tongue washing over me, her fingers cradling my balls. I reached beneath her to fondle her tits again, the nipples hard and full, reacting to the pinching I was giving them, loving the moans she was making on my cock.

"Jess, I'm about to cum, just to warn you!" She moaned, and if it had been words they might be: "Oh, yes, please, cum in my mouth!" Her moan had such anticipation in it that it sent me over the brink. Her fingers tightened on my nut sack, her middle finger finding my asshole, and as she played with me I held her head, my hands in her long fine wavy hair, pulling it back, watching her lips sliding on me, quicker now, urgently, and when I began to shoot into her mouth she groaned, her tongue pressed against the underside of the shaft, then pulling back to let me splash into her open mouth, only to close her lips again, swallowing and licking as I fought not to push her away because of the intensity.

Taking advantage of the heat of the moment, Pat pulled Jess to him, led her to the chair by the desk, He sat and guided her onto him, facing him, giving me a great view of her gorgeous ass. She was holding his head and I knew he was pleasuring her breasts, her moans soft and long as he licked and kissed and nibbled. She sat up straight, her back arched, and I could see her breast thrust out, then Pat's mouth on her. She let her head fall, her hair covering him, and she looked at me.

"When you're ready again," and her eyes closed sensually.

Pete wasted no time, lifting her by her waist, Jess guiding him into her pussy, moaning as she slid down onto him, her beautiful ass moving seductively, luring me to her. I stood beside them, pulled her hair until she was facing me, she leaned to take me into her mouth, sucked me back to hardness.

"Now, both of you, now, together," and she leaned forward, her lips to Pat's ear, and a moment later I heard him gasp. Then Jess: "Yes, it's what I want." She looked to me again, her eyes imploring me to join them. I'd seen them like this, but with a dildo in lieu of a second cock so I knew it was something she'd wanted to try. And it was something I'd imagined, fantasized about, and now it was about to happen, and it was what Jess had imagined as well, masturbating with a dildoe as Pat was in her ass, in front of the video camera while countless men and women watched her, commented on her beauty and sexual skills. Now she would go past her usual limits.

It seemed appropriate that it should be special for her, and so I took my time to fondle her cheeks and back and whatever else I could reach, especially her breasts. As I kissed the cheeks of her ass I'd roll her nipples between my thumb and fingers until she moaned. I spread her cheeks and licked her from the base of her spine to the beginning of her pussy slit, now stretched tightly from Pat's cock. When she was wriggling in anticipation I ran my tongue across her asshole and she jumped. Her little brown eye tightened at the sudden shock of a tongue there and I continued licking, it was so tight and hard against my lips and tongue.

Jess was moaning continually now. Here knees were bent, her feet beside Pat's thighs. I gripped her ankles and widened her legs. Wide open now, I rubbed my fingers across her asshole, spit there and rubbed it into her. But she wanted to be sure.

"In the bathroom, on the stand by my kit," and I knew what she wanted. I returned with a small tube of lubricant; she saw it and smiled. "I want this to be perfect," she told me. "Don't be afraid, just use it in me and on yourself and we'll be just fine," and she watched over her shoulder as I used my two middle fingers to spread the slick lube on her asshole. She hummed her approval and I let my finger intrude, feeling her ring close tighter for a moment and then loosen to let me go in a bit farther. "Umm, yes, that's fine, you can do another," and I did, my two middle fingers sliding in and around, her ass tightening and loosening, and she began moving on Pat's cock. "Oohhh, yeesss!" She sat up. "Here, let me," her voice trembling, and she squirted a good amount of the lube into her palm and spread it on my cock, coating me from tip to asshole, her hand so warm and strong as she made sure to get me as slick as I could be. I was about to tell her that I thought she had done a great job but her hand kept moving on me, twisting her hand around on the upstroke, licking the engorged head after covering it with the slippery gel, massaging it on my balls too, her slippery fingers again playing at my asshole.

Jess looked at me, "Alright then," and turned back to Pat. "Stay still until he's properly in," and I heard her take a breath and let it out. I spread her cheeks, her anal chamber opening slightly now that it was relaxed and looser, but when the tip of my cock touched her I felt it close tightly again. Not for long, though, before Jess began breathing slowly, deeply, pushing back a little, her ring relaxing enough for me to begin to enter her, and after one false start, it was in to the ridge. I paused, felt her hips move a bit, then I continued, and when her ring closed around the head below the ring, ahh!, we were there.

Her moans were music, her breathing was faster now, in small puffs as I gripped her hips and moved forward, inward. She leaned forward more, laying on Pat's chest, his hands around her waist, holding her tighter as he began to move with me. "Oh, fuck, Jess, I can feel him in you, it's like he's in your cunt with me!" Her ass was so tight, smooth on my cock, hot.

We moved, Pat and I, sometimes both thrusting into Jess at the same time, and sometimes one hard cock moving in while the other stiff member was receding. Jess would remain still for a few seconds and then move her hips side to side or sliding on Pat, then pushing back to take me deeper into her body.

"Oh, I'm so close, don't cum, either of you, not until I go off, wait!" She was building quickly now, her body trying to move but unable to find the perfect fit for both of us, wanting to feel total penetration in both chambers, and then she was on the rise, her moans turning into one long keening cry, her body stiffening, her asshole tightening on me. I could see her arm moving and I knew she was rubbing her clit. I reached around to get at her tits and found Pat's hands there so I gripped her waist and held on until I could feel her orgasm overtake her, my cock crushed within her.

Jess was in total orgasm when I felt Pat's cock stiffen beneath mine. Jess read my mind, "Stay in me, don't come out, I want you both in me until you both cum in me, both of you!" Within seconds of Pat shooting his load into her cunt I let loose and poured my semen into her ass, Jess still cumming until both Pat and I were done.

If we were laying down I think Pat and I might have fallen asleep, but we were still focused on Jess. She was so tight that I could feel Pat's hardness in her, and I was still hard, or at least as long as her ass was gripping me. Jess began to stir, moving ever so slightly, humming with pleasure as she felt the two of us sliding within her cum drenched holes.

There's nothing like the slickness of a cum filled pussy or asshole, it's still tight but now her cunt cream was mixed with Pat's cum and her semen coated ass was warm and so sensual. We fucked her until she had another orgasm, and then another, this one longer and even more intense, lasting until both I and then Pat spurted into her again.

Jess and Pat went into the shower, leaving me sprawled on the bed, wondering what would be next. Pat came out, still naked, drying his hair with a towel.

"That woman's insatiable tonight," he laughed. "She wants you to come in and wash her back, if you believe that." So in I went, to kneel in the hot spray as Jess lifted a leg to give me access to her pussy.

"I want to cum again before we go back to bed." I licked her pussy beneath the stream of the shower, a finger in her ass as she leaned back against the wall, her hands on my head, and as she came she leaned against my shoulders, her knees having given out with the first rush of her orgasm. We dried and she led me to the bed, where we fucked again, first me while Pat sat watching through the viewfinder of the camera until I spurted my final few drops of cum into her cunt, then he as I lay against the headboard, her face on my thigh, my soft cock at her soft lips.

It was nearly dawn when I finally got dressed and left, Jess kissing me softly. "Thanks, I'll never forget this, my first time!"