” His tone of voice and mannerisms were making me relax. And he was still gently rubbing my shoulder. “It’s ok, don’t worry. I’d like to try... a curved cock.” Wait, did I really say that? He smiled. He had a nice smile. “Let’s walk over to my room then, ok?”The hotel really was just across the street. A Motel 6, so I guess technically not a hotel. I’d been to that store a dozen times and I’d never noticed it. It only took us a minute to get to his room. Brown patterned carpet and a queen bed with. During dinner she went over briefly her few D/s encounters and the generaldifficulty of finding someone of a like mind. Like me, she had experiencedD/s desires from a very early age and was now ready to more fully explore them.Overall, the evening went well and she agreed to see me again for a "real" date.Per the rules of this initial engagement, we both went our separate ways afterdinner. I called her up and she agreed to go out with me that Friday night. She alsoagreed to wear a short dress. I pulled her down and let her grind down on my tongue while I lapped at the honey that was flooding out of her. I slid one finger in her pussy and with the other hand I began to finger myself. I couldn’t get enough of her, my tongue couldn’t get deep enough in her pussy and I couldn’t get enough of her juice on my tongue. I wanted to be covered in the taste of her. She was watching James while she rode my face and was turned on by being watched. She asked him “why don’t you come and lick. As I started fucking her mouth faster, I leaned my head back. I turned to the side to see my wife in the throes of her own pleasure, screaming as she watched Sara working my cock. I couldn’t help but think about how 12 hours before, Chelsea and I were just a normal couple that had hot sexy, but nothing crazy, and here we were getting serviced by two women. It was like a sexual version of a couple’s massage - each of us lying next to each other, getting serviced.“You like that baby?” I asked.