Best Sex Toy Ever
written by:
Lucky11

Best Sex Toy Ever

We entered the elevator amidst a few other people headed up stairs from the lobby of the hotel. I moved to the back and my wife pushed back against me. The elevator wasn't that crowded, but the press of her firm ass against my crotch was a more than welcome bonus. Two other couples and a third woman moved in before the doors could slide closed. A deep breath brought the unmistakable scent that is Morgan deep inside me. My hands went to her hips and she took the invitation as a sign to grind back against my now hardening cock. We were just finishing a dinner and some dancing for our anniversary and were now commencing on our "night in" at a hotel downtown.

As the door opened on a lower floor the first couple got out and Morgan turned her head up to kiss me. I love looking down at her ample chest as she strains her head back to kiss me when I'm standing behind her. By the time the second couple was getting out at their floor her hand had snaked behind her and was beginning to rub me further to life. Out of the corner of my eye I could see the last woman watching us with no regard for us noticing. I again puller her head back around so that I could kiss her deeply knowing that our new friend was watching. I took advantage of Morgan's closed eye's and apparent oblivion to our observer to up the show and reach my hand around to run it up her taught midriff to cup her left breast letting one finger circle the now sharply pointed nipple. Finally our floor arrived and as the door opened all three of us exited the elevator moving to our right down the hall. Just as we stopped at our door I noticed the other woman was just down the hall from us. That was my last thought of her though as the door opened and I was lead into our room with a strong tug on my belt.

It took only seconds for our mouths to find each other hungrily. Bodies pressed tightly against each other I pushed one leg between hers to allow Morgan to grind on my thigh. I was fairly sure there was something naughty under that dress she wore and I couldn't wait to unwrap what I was sure would be my favorite present of the night. I reached down to pull her dress up enough to get my hands around her ass. I shuddered just a bit as I worked my way up to her mounded back side and found the tops of her thigh highs and the garters flanking a thong. A quick squeeze of her assets and then I stepped back. "I want a show." I said breathlessly. Being the vixen she is, she wordlessly agreed instantly, stopping only long enough for one last tug on my now rock hard bulge.

She turned slowly to face away from me and ran her hands down her sides and across her ass followed by both hands coming together to work down her right thigh all the way down the calf as she bent over in front of me. On the way back up on hand followed the path it had come by, but her right hand stayed under her dress to work its way across the silk of her black panties. Turning back to face me she leaned back onto the dresser allowing the right hand to continue it's performance across her clit while her left found its way into her mouth. The soft sucking sound was a bit more than I could take and I began to work my cock through my pants.

"Uh-uh. That's mine to play with." she purred as she walked over to push my hand away. It always amazes me how dexterously a properly motivated slut at heart can unsheathe a cock when needed. With no preamble she knelt between my legs and took me slowly into her warm mouth, her tongue probing from the minute my engorged head crossed the threshold of her lips. We've been together since college, nearly 20 years, and I swear that if she could suck cock like this back then, we both would have flunked out of school. I'm never sure if it's going to be fast or slow but I'm smart enough to just relax and enjoy the ride. Tonight was a quick escalation in pace and depth that had my attention immediately. When she gently cupped my balls in one hand I thought I'd come right then and there. Like the well oiled machine we've become in bed though, she backed off at just the right time and moved away to finally drop her dress to the floor.

Morgan is about five foot four and 120 pounds of brown haired bombshell. Curves in all the right places and just enough time in the gym to be taught in all the others. She also knows how to press all my buttons and her outfit was no exception. She had on black boots to go with the lace topped thigh highs, a simple but staggeringly smooth thong, and a seamless bustier with the zipper up the front allowing it to nestle between stunning tits.

Enough screwing around! I closed the few steps between us and pushed her back on the bed not even stopping my momentum, but rather pinning her to the bed with the force of my body on top of hers. Our mouths met at the exact same time my hand found its way up her thigh to feel the moist warmth of her inviting sex. I wasted no time in snaking my hand under the side of the thong and finding her clit under the silk. A quick dip into the dripping pussy allowed me to use her own juices to lubricate my fingers, all the better to explore that exquisite bud. Her moans now began to escalate and I found her hand moving down to join mine. She unceremoniously pushed my hand south leaving no doubt she wanted to be fingered and wanted it now. To my delight it wasn't instead of the attention she wanted for her clit, but in addition to it. She seamlessly took the spot previously occupied by my roaming fingers and took up the thrashing of her clit in earnest.

"Kiss me while you cum!" I moaned directly into her ear. The only response was a shuddering of her entire body as the command pushed her over the edge and her crotch erupted in sweet juices as she poured over my hand. Her clenched thighs made it hard to maneuver my hand, but I kept my fingers circling deep in her pussy moving repeatedly over the g-spot encouraging the orgasm to last.

Just as she began to relax and I had begun the gentle massage in and out again there was a knock at the door. We both stiffened and waited as someone at the door was the last thing we expected. The knock came again though. I kissed her one last time and said I'd get it just to get rid of them. Morgan climbed under the covers while I grabbed a towel. The third knock sounded just as I was reaching for the door. Outside stood the neighbor down the hall that we had shared the elevator with. I assume we had been too loud and started to apologize but before the words were out of my mouth...

"Can I join you?" just that, no preamble, no explanation, just those four words.

"Excuse me?" What else could I say?

She let the silence linger with a mischievous grin on her face. After what seemed like an eternity, but was probably only about 10 seconds she let the robe fall open and repeated, "Can I join you?"

"Who is it?" I heard from behind me. I stepped back to reveal a very naked woman standing in our doorway. Morgan shot up in bed letting the covers she had climbed under fall to reveal her now equally naked chest.

"You husband seems at a loss for words. I asked if I could join you."

My eyes met Morgan's and before I could say a word she responded "please do."

Our guest pushed past me leaving me stunned and at least temporarily rooted to the spot as I let the door close after her. Without slowing she dropper her robe en route and bent to kiss my decidedly hetero wife. If there is one thing my wife and I have in common it is that we are both relatively conservative, but both believe that if you are going to do something you dive in. this was obviously the case as Morgan reached up to grab the back of the woman's head to kiss her hard.

The contrast was a perfect example of the art form that is woman. Our new friend was blond haired with green eyes. She stood a couple of inches taller than Morgan at five six or sever, but thinner with smallish breasts and a fantastically tight ass. She pushed Morgan back onto the bed and followed her to straddle her mid section as they continued to kiss. Finally the kiss broke only to be followed by my being able to watch another woman trail her tongue and lips down my wife's neck to find her heaving tits. The combination of the uncharted waters and the probing tongue had Morgan's breath coming in ragged throaty pulls. I made my way to the bedside chair in order to get a better seat, perfectly content to watch the show for a bit.

The blond had now moved to kneel beside the bed in order to better get at Morgan's mounds and I could see she had now moved her right hand palm down onto Morgan's stomach letting her thumb hang down to caress her clit through the now noticeably wet silk. I had dropped the towel I had picked up on the way to the door and was unabashedly stroking my cock, stopping every few seconds to swirl the spreading pre-cum across the head. I looked up from the back of the blond head still working away on my wife's tits to meet Morgan's eyes.

"I love watching you stroke yourself. Don't stop."

This prompted a short break in the action as our mystery guest stopped just long enough to look back and take in the view of my masturbating prowess. Rather than return her attentions to Morgan's chest she continued to move down. Finally pulling aside the thong to kiss longingly the ever more enflamed button that was my wife's clit. I decided to take the opportunity to move over and join in by kissing Morgan deeply taking the lip gloss of both women on her mouth. The kiss moved back to me lightly licking those full red lips until she gasped. I knew without looking down that the tight pink pussy that had been my domain exclusively, except for Morgan's expert self manipulation, for nearly 20 years, was now being eaten out and by another woman.

"Oh fuck I want to cum again!" Morgan breathed around my darting tongue. I moved myself around so that I could lean over and attack her now abandoned nipples while watching the show unfolding in my wife's crotch. Apparently Morgan's urging had the desired effect as the blond accelerated now alternating deep licking with the sporadic but aggressive sucking of Morgan's clit. I knelt up to point my cock down into my wife's face where she unhesitatingly got to work. After a short time, Morgan abruptly pulled my cock out of her mouth.

A twin chorus found it's voice:

Morgan, "Fuck" Blond "Yes"

Morgan, "Fuck" Blond "Yes"

Morgan "FUCK!!!" Blond "Mmmmm"

Morgan reached up to grab my hand and dug her nails hard into the flesh as every muscle in her body clenched. The last exclamation had now dimmed to a strained whisper as she continued to mouth "fuck, fuck, fuck." over and over again.

Finally the blonde rolled off of my wife and there I knelt in bed with two gorgeous women panting on their backs and the smell of sex permeating every inch of the room. Morgan lay clearly needing to catch her breath, but clearly the blond was just getting going as she plunged a finger into her own sex.

Without opening her eyes Morgan moaned "Make her cum. She deserves it and I want to watch." I slithered off the bed and moved between the blonde's legs. She moved her fingers out of her snatch and up to address her burgeoning clit. I started with a hesitant lick but quickly found the pace to match her stroke. Her lips parted so smoothly to my probing tongue. I was able to work in long, smooth shallow passes with more deliberate deep probing thrusts into her wet void. I've had very little experience with women other than my wife, so I decided to fall back on her favorites moves. I slid slightly to shift my weight so that I could bring my hands up. Although I'm not bad with my tongue I'm better with my fingers. I got one finger into her and gently started to roll it around in a slower version of the attack on the g-spot that had gotten Morgan off just minutes ago while we were still alone. Again I brought the pace up as I had with my tongue to match the timing of her gentle rub of her clit. This time as I came into rhythm though she accelerated forcing me to enthusiastically keep up. I was so intent on watching her hand and manipulating her cunt that I hadn't noticed that Morgan had reawakened and was feverishly working the blonde's nipples, first one, then the other eliciting moans with her tongue and tight intakes of breath when she sucked down hard.

"You two learn fast. Oh god that's good." I pushed for two fingers followed by "yeah, make me cum all over those fingers." Her back arched into Morgan's still questing mouth and I could feel the power of her muscles cramp as the orgasm wracked her small frame. Again I moved to keep pace, but this time as the tempo slowed to a comfortable crawl.

My final prayer's were then answered as Morgan, getting impatient, moved down to test her new found same sex skills. Although this was one of the greatest sites I had ever seen I was now so hard it hurt. As Morgan settled to her knees I lifted her ass of the ground so that I could pull the still clinging triangle of silk away from her exquisite lips and finally bury my cock. Fortunately the blonde was so charged up from the first act that she was ready to go again with Morgan's tongue leading her inexorably toward climax. Morgan too had now come multiple times and her pussy had a hair trigger. She spared just enough breath to come up for air.

"Fuck, Seth, fill me up. Cum with me" The three of us now moved in unison with me pushing Morgan's mouth further and further into this strangers soaked pussy with each hip deep thrust of my cock. Instead of the constant dialog of "Fuck" and "Yes" from earlier, it had devolved into the same alternating rhythm, but was now a throaty grunt from my wife as my cock sunk in each time, followed by the familiar "yes" from our blonde friend each time I pulled back letting Morgan pressure slacken. It was with this back drop that I came long and deep.

We all lay for a time. Then, with as much to say as she had in storming into our lives, the blonde left us sprawled across the hotel bed. As the door closed Morgan began to giggle under her breath.

"Wow" I said.

"I know. That was the best sex toy ever!" was the only response