I put this story in the Texas Freeze collection, but it could equally have been one of the Margo's Own Story tales. I mentioned that Carmina and I were old friends and knew about each other's past love affairs. That is why this story is called Texas Freeze - Part 3 - Before, even though the freeze took place years after the events in this story.
Carmina and I worked for the same company in Warwick, RI, but hardly knew each other. We were assigned together to do a compliance audit one of our vendors just this side of New York City. While the flights were about an hour, by the time you drove to and from the airports and went through all the rigamarole, it was just as easy to drive. So we rented a car and headed that way.
By the time we were halfway to New York, a 3 hour drive with a rest stop, we knew all about each other's careers, families schools. tastes in music and so on.
Still, I was shocked when she suddenly asked, "So have you been the faithful wife all these years?" Almost driving onto the I-95 median, I stared over at her dumbfounded.
Then I decided, what the hell, and told her about George, "Well this boy I was pretty hot on in high school moved back into town a couple years ago."
She filled in the blanks, "You were fucking him then and you're fucking him now?"
"Yeah," I admitted, without mentioning the threesomes with George's wife, Melanie or the foursomes they arranged. "Every month or so. His name is George."
"Where do you go with George, a hotel?"
"It's usually his house or mine if the stars align." I didn't mention that it was always in their house except the first time in the woods.
So I turned the tables and asked a question I knew the answer to, "You wouldn't be asking that question if you had been the loyal paragon of virtue, would you?"
"No."
"So?"
"You know Marcus in Quality?" I shook my head. "We went out for drinks and ..."
"One thing led ..."
"To another. He's single so I go to his place. It's so wild with him!"
"Oh?"
"Walter never eats my pussy and stopped me the first time I tried to suck him. I even let Marcus cum in my mouth if he wants to." After a pause, "And even use my rear. We fuck everywhere in his place, even on the balcony at night, and every position."
"You must run out of condoms," I opined.
"He he, like the first night. Thank goodness I'm on birth control."
"Only Marcus," I asked?
"No. I got picked up on a trip. It wasn't near as much fun," Carmina answered. Then she shocked me again, "Ever fuck another girl?"
Unsure where this was headed, I slowly muttered, "Yeah."
"Me too," Carmina offered. "Did you like it?"
"Yeah."
"Me too. ... Someone in school? How long ago?"
Two weeks would have been the simple answer, but I just admitted, "Lately, it's actually been George's wife Melanie. We have threesomes."
I could tell she was the one who was shocked, "I've never done that! She sees him fuck you?" I nodded. "It's been forever for me. With a girl I mean. College. I miss it."
"He fucks me while I'm eating her," I added. Carmina's eyes bulged.
I decided to take the conversation where I already knew it was going. Besides, I could feel myself getting wet: "So you're on a business trip with me to a hotel, and the more we talk, the more you're thinking, 'What if?' "
She was suddenly embarassed, but she looked at me longingly, "Yeah. Would you like to? ... It's OK if you don't want to."
Carmina is an attractive, sexually inviting woman a good four years younger than me. I had admired her figure at a rest top and let her walk ahead a bit. Her sweater clung to her body highlighting a pair of perky boobs. I had never imagined anything would come of that observation, but here we were, not far from our hotel.
"I would like that very much," I finally answered. My panties were soaked. "Are you as wet as I am?"
Carmina leaned across and kissed me on the cheek. Her hand brushed down across my chest and over my leg before she started rubbing my jeans between my legs. I concentrated on driving the best I could. "So would I," she replied as she rubbed her other hand between her legs.
The rooms at the Embassy Suites are bigger than my first studio apartment. They have a separate bedroom, living room and kitchenette, which is nice but so wasteful for a guest traveling alone. My room was further away from the elevator than Carmina's. As we reached hers, she grabbed my sleeve as she pushed the keycard against the door and then dragged me in. I pulled my bag in with me. Carmina was giggling, and I joined in before the door even had a chance to spring shut.
I closed the curtain covering the hallway window - first thing I always do at this hotel - and we started kissing. Her tongue played in my mouth as we pulled tightly together. I licked gently around her lips. Her perky breasts were firm in my hand; I felt her nipples respond through her top and bra. Her hands slid up under my top and felt cool on my own breasts when she pushed my bra up and squeezed my hardened nipples.
"Let's take a shower," I suggested, "It's been a long day. Too many public restrooms." We pulled and tugged each other's clothes off and left them in a pile on the carpet. Carmina was more beautiful nude than I had imagined. Her boobs were ever so nice and her black bush complemented her shoulder length hair. It had never dawned on me how athletic her build was. We kissed again briefly and explored each other's pussies. Hers was wet too. Then we dodged into the bathroom and started the shower.
We both pumped the wall dispenser and filled our hands with bath gel. Carmina seemed tentative as our four hands slid over our four boobs. But her breathing quickened and her grasp of my breasts became stronger.
We started kissing. I reached behind her, spreading the soap over her back and pulling her closer. My hands glided down to her butt cheeks and squeezed. Carmina followed my lead. Our pelvic bones were pressed together, and we started to rock up and down against each other.
"I have to pee," she said.
"Me too," I noted. But she didn't move toward the toilet. I felt warm liquid on my shins and feet. OMG, she had let go right there. What the heck, I thought and opened my sphincter. The heat ran down my thighs. I slid my hands between her cheeks and played with her ass hole until while we both relieved ourselves.
Carmina pushed her hands between our bodies and started to wash my belly and then my pussy. I felt my insides tighten and exhaled a huge moan.
Then Carmina bent down slightly and took one of my nipples in her mouth. I guess the shower had rinsed the soap off by now. My hands slipped up her back. Her tongue made little circles on my tit while fingers pressed between my pussy lips and began a rapid back and forth motion. I backed against the shower wall as my body began to shake and my knees almost buckled. Had it only taken a couple minutes for my orgasm to begin? I felt a finger making circles around my love hole. Then she knelt under the spray and I pulled her head against me. Her tongue flicked over my vulva and then between the lips as two fingers pressed up into my vagina. Even my toes were on fire as I climaxed.
It had surprised me that Carmina had gone first, but now it was time to please her. I pulled her up and turned her to face away. I rubbed soap on her back and then reached around to cup her breasts in my hands. Her nipples were still hard as I teased there. She purred softly.
One hand slid down her belly and reached around her waist to massage her bushy pussy mound, first on the outside and then on the little bump that was her clit. When her hips started to rock, the other hand rimmed her ass hole from behind. Despite the flowing water, I could tell her own juices were flowing from her pussy.
Carmina turned sideways to give me more access and I knelt down on one knee. She gasped as I took one nipple in my mouth and plunged fingers into both of her holes down below. After I had played up front for several minutes, her vagina readily accepted my fingers. I could feel she was aroused inside and her abs convulsed with my DP finger fucking.
"Bend over," I directed when it seemed like she was about to cum. She held onto bar on the shower door with one hand and the wall next to the faucet with the other. I knelt behind her. I guess Walter had never asked her to shave. Her wet black hairs laid flat against her pussy. I used my fingers again as I licked between her lips. Then as she climaxed I pushed my face into her sex and flicked my tongue in and out of her love hole. Her legs were quaking as her orgasm rippled over her body and her delicious juices flowed into my mouth.
After the shower, we toweled each other off. I remember how pleasurable that was after what had just happened. But it was getting late. "I so want to climb under the covers with you, but maybe we ought to get dinner before the restaurant closes," I suggested. "We can get back together after."
We got dressed, she in a skirt and blouse and I in the jeans I had driven in. I dropped my bag off at my room and also changed into a skirt. We went downstairs and shared a bottle of wine with dinner at the Embassy Suites restaurant. Carmina's blouse didn't leave much to the imagination, along with a nice display of her cleavage. I tried not to stare, but I could feel my pussy getting wet off and on from the knowledge of what the full picture was and all that we had already experienced. I anticipated a wonderful evening and night.
There were two men sitting at the next table - colleagues obviously. There wasn't any interaction through most of the dinner. But one of them, Marty we would learn eventually, had overheard our conversation. "You're from Boston, I take it," he said. We both nodded. "I went to school there. Northeastern. Fun town."
"Yeah, we both like it," Carmina replied. I nodded again.
A few more minutes went by as both tables returned to their separate conversations, though Carmina and I didn't have a lot to talk about since we'd been in the car all afternoon. We certainly weren't about to mention what had just happened upstairs with two strangers in earshot.
"Can we buy you ladies a drink?" Marty leaned over to offer.
I looked at Carmina. She shrugged. I shrugged. "Sure, but maybe over in the bar," I replied. "I think they want to close up the restaurant."
"Methinks these two boys want to get laid," I muttered quietly to Carmina as we followed them across the room. "You OK with that?" Carmina shrugged, which I took as an assent.
We sat on stools at one of the tall round tables and made our introductions as the waiter took our orders. Marty's companion was Fred. They were both financial types. I ordered a daiquiri.
The conversations were fairly tame, but Marty eventually tried an indirect hint: "You ladies like to get away from home like this? Meeting interesting people?"
We replied, "Yeah, sure." and "Uh huh."
I put my hand on Marty's knee and cut to the chase, "If you're hinting at what I think you are, there's a drug store around the corner. Better get over there before it closes." Marty seemed surprised at my forwardness but didn't deny my implication. "Box of condoms and a bottle of KY."
Marty disappeared for 20 minutes or so. Meanwhile the three of us ordered another round of drinks. Carmina was clearly getting enamored with Fred. She put her hand on his leg and asked, "You're coming too, right?"
Carmina let Fred put his hand on her bare leg and push the hem of her skirt up an inch or two while her hand briefly slid all the way up his leg. I was glad they didn't take it any further in the public bar area.
When Marty returned, he ordered another drink and the men settled up. "I'm in 643," he told me.
"I'm in 721," Fred said to Carmina.
"It might be a lot more fun if we all go to Marty's room," I suggested with an impish look on my face. "But give us a few minutes to call home."
When I eventually made it to 643, I noticed the window curtain had already been pulled. Marty came to the door holding his pants together at the waist. Carmina had already arrived. She smiled at me from her seat in the middle of the sofa. Her top and bra were off and her hand was holding Fred's cock, which protruded from his unzipped pants. Carmina leaned over and wrapped her lips around it. She wasn't being at all modest with her legs and I could see her panties had been pulled aside.
"I have some catching up to do," I laughed and began to strip seductively, starting under my skirt with my panties, I draped them over Marty's shoulder. Marty let go of his waist and his pants dropped. The waist of his jockeys was already stretched below his balls. "Oh my! Carmina's been busy," I teased. She took Fred's cock out of her mouth long enough to flash me a huge grin.
I had removed my bra while I was talking to my husband on the phone, so slowly opening my blouse released my 34D boobs one by one. Fred looked across the room and smiled. Then he stretched across and reached under Carmina's skirt. Marty finished undressing as I let my blouse and skirt drop to the floor and slipped out of my shoes.
Fred's fingers were vigorously fucking Carmina's pussy as she bobbed and sucked on his dick. Marty and I stood there french kissing as he played first with my boobs and then with my pussy. I stroked his cock.
The box of condoms was on the kitchenette counter, I broke away to tear open the box and hand one to each of the men. "Just in case, hehe," as if there was any doubt they would be needed. Then I knelt between Carmina's legs, pulled Freds fingers out and said, "My turn."
Carmina's pussy tasted even better without the shower water and her whole body was thrashing. Meanwhile, Carmina was still sucking on Fred's cock. I heard Marty tearing open a wrapper. Fred's groans were getting more urgent and he also started to unwrap his condom.
And then Marty was inside me. His thrusts felt so good. Fred urgently nudged me aside and moved between Carmina's legs. I had a front row seat as his shielded cock plunged into her sex a few inches from my face. The foreplay with Carmina left Fred with little capacity to hold on and it was obvious when he erupted. Marty on the other hand was slamming my cervix mercilessly while he squeezed my boobs and kissed my neck.
When Fred was done, I pulled away from Marty, turned and sat next to Carmina with my legs apart. Marty plunged his cock back in, grabbed my tits again and covered my mouth with his kisses. My orgasm blossomed and finished, and he was still pumping away. Finally, his release began. Stroke after stroke he continued. And then it was over.
The two men successively went into the bathroom to flush their swollen condoms and wash off their cocks. Carmina and I turned to each other and began to kiss and caress. I led her into the bedroom. We laid across the covers oriented to eat each other's pussies. The men came in and watched in awe as we both had another orgasm.
The men were hard again by the time we finished. I crawled across the bed toward Fred and held his cock to my face. Carmina went to Marty the same way. We both started licking and sucking their organs. This time Marty climaxed first. Carmina let him cum all over her face and boobs. I kept Fred's cock in my mouth until he was finished, swallowed most and took a little on my fingers to rub on my nipples.
We needed a rest. The room came with two robes which Marty gave to Carmina and me. He and Fred wrapped towels around themselves for warmth and masculine modesty. The mini fridge was well stocked and we all made our ***********ions. We sat around chatting about our families, except for spouses. Marty had two teenage daughters, and yes, they were almost certainly having sex, and no, he didn't mess with them. Fred had a girl and boy who were still in elementary school. Carmina repeated what she had told me earlier about her son who was just learning to read. I was the only childless one.
"You didn't mind us two girls, you know, doing stuff, did you?" I asked the boys. They both exclaimed, "No, no," and admitted they'd never seen two girls like that. It also came out that neither one of them had ever been in group sex, either.
"Well we shouldn't let the rest of the evening go to waste," I stated and wandered into the kitchenette to grab the KY and a couple more condoms. "I'll need some of this if we are going to continue." I made a show of applying the KY in front of Mary, ripped his towel off and tossed the bottle to Carmina. The boys gave oral sex to both of us, and the two "couples" started side by side love on the bed - in missionary, then switching partners, and finally finishing by spooning us ladies. That gave Carmina and me another chance to kiss and fondle each other while they fucked us. The men had their second orgasms and Carmina and me, what was it? Fourth? Fifth?
We all got up, gathered our clothes, and started dressing.
"Tomorrow night?" Fred suggested.
"Yep." "Oh yes." "Fuck yes. I can't wait."
Sex can be so much fun, I thought.
Carmina and me slept in our own rooms. But when I woke up, I couldn't get her out of my mind. I called her. "OK if I come by?"