Night at the hotel bar [Group]

This is the story of something that happened a while back with my then girlfriend Patricia. (Names have been altered for obvious reasons)

For people who like the physical descriptions to be part of the stories. Patricia was 34 or 35 at the time, she is Asian-American but she dyed her hair blonde and she had the most beautiful mischievous smile. She is about 5'9" and she had an amazing body, worked out every day and had breast surgery so everything was in the perfect place.

The bar

That night Patricia looked stunning in very elegant dress with a very revealing cleavage. We both were probably overdressed for the stand-up comedy show we attended, but it was fun, and it's always sexy to get dressed up for each other, regardless of the occasion. She knew how to make every night a special event down to the last details and finest lingerie.

Maybe because we were so nicely dressed, when we got back to the hotel, we didn't want to go straight to the room. A drink at the hotel bar seemed like the perfect idea, more time to admire how sexy Patricia looked before I finally undressed her.

As a couple we always captured other people's attention when we were together. I don't know if it was our looks, our energy, or a combination of both, but as we sat down, I felt the entire bar looking at us.

High-end hotels are always sexy. And just by being at this elegant bar together we were turned on like teenagers.

We ordered, and as we were laughing and kissing, another couple sat close to our table. They were a little bit younger than us, in their late 20s or early 30s, they looked good and were pretty well-dressed too. It made me think that they had probably come from a fancier event than our stand-up comedy night. I looked at Patricia when she noticed them and immediately saw her sexy imagination start to run wild, thinking of possible scenarios with that couple sitting across from us.

How does one talk to strangers at a bar? With constant entertainment on our cell phones, it feels like nobody strikes up casual conversations with random people anymore. But Patricia always surprised me in that way. If she got an idea in her head, it was going to happen.

As she saw the woman stand up to go to the bathroom, Patricia conveniently decided to go at the same time. I knew that by the time she came back, she was going to have a new best friend. The anticipation of that turned me on like crazy. Now my brain was the one running through multiple possibilities of how the night could evolve.

A few minutes later, as Patricia and the other girl walked out of the bathroom, I saw the chemistry they already had. The woman's name was Monica, and she was a little bit shorter than Patricia, but just by a few inches, also blonde, their styles matched so perfectly that anyone could've thought they knew each other for years.

Laughing, they approached our tables, and introductions were made. They were James and Monica, a couple visiting Miami from some other state that I don't even remember anymore. They had just come from a concert, which was why they were so dressed up. They laughed when we told them we had overdressed for a stand-up show and the comedian had noticed, making some jokes about it. Patricia used that opportunity to compliment how great we all looked.

James was tall and looked like rich kid who had a kind of rebellious attitude, but he was super friendly and genuinely nice. Monica was more shy than him, she was bubbly and laughed constantly at every joke we made. They made a great couple, and even with the clothes on it look like both had amazing bodies.

We kept talking to them for a while, almost losing track of time, and slowly the conversation turned more and more toward sex. They seemed innocent but curious. We laughed while talking about the riskiest places we had ever had sex. They said they were always curious but feared getting caught or arrested.

That's when Patricia mentioned she always wore lingerie that was easy to access for situations like that. They laughed when she said that dressing up nicely was not only for concerts or comedy shows but also for going to bed. Monica was curious about what brands were Patricia's favorites, and that's when Patricia invited them over to our room so she could "show her."

I knew when Patricia said those words that her mind was more focused on "showing them," but she was trying not to scare them off. And it worked. We closed the tab, and up the elevator we all went.

The Suite

As soon as we got to the suite, I played some music and started serving drinks in the living room area. All the while, Patricia, with the excuse of showing Monica all the lingerie she had brought, took her straight to the bedroom.

A few minutes later, as I was talking to James, we were both sitting in the only sofa that the suite had when the door to the room opened. Patricia and Monica walked out wearing what seemed to be Patricia's lingerie. Monica still had her original underwear on, but the rest of the outfit and stockings were definitely Patricia's. Monica was giggling nervously; Patricia was empowered. James was in shock. He definitely didn't expect that but was clearly happy and inspired by the situation.

Patricia showed Monica off, asking us what we thought of the outfit she was wearing. We applauded, whistled, and cheered. That made her laugh and feel more comfortable. Then Patricia walked over, sat on my lap, and gave me an amazing kiss before saying, "Play some sexy music my love, we are going to dance for you."

I changed the music and lowered the lights. The situation couldn't have been more charged with sensual energy. Patricia slowly started to dance with Monica, looking at James and myself on the sofa. By this point, nobody was making jokes anymore.

Patricia moaned lightly while dancing, the sound of it drove me crazy. She winked at us and got really close to Monica, their legs almost intertwined, almost grinding. And that's when she kissed her.

James couldn't believe it, his eyes were a mix of adoration and fire. Patricia was always so erotic when kissing other women. It was the most beautiful image I had ever seen.

Their dancing and kissing started to evolve into a full-on make-out session until they stopped, looked at us, and asked if we were liking what we were watching. We both laughed and yelled, "Yes! Don't stop!" That's when Patricia decided to involve us.

She told Monica to do to James exactly what she was going to do to me. And Monica obeyed. Patricia was so good at commanding, and Monica was so good at following her leadership.

Patricia approached the sofa and started dancing on top of me; Monica did the same on top of James. Patricia turned around and kept dancing and grinding, feeling me while looking at them. She started removing her bra, covering with her hands. Monica hesitated for a second but followed through and also took hers off.

When they were both topless, Patricia turned around and put her perfect breasts in my face. I kissed them passionately, exactly how she liked it. Monica did the same, and James got a face full. Monica was not laughing anymore, she was fully immersed the situation.

Patricia didn't stop there. She also wanted us to lose some clothes. So she started unbuttoning my shirt and kissing my chest until she fully removed it. I was so turned on I just wanted to grab her and fuck her right then and there. But her teasing, her slow heating up, was so erotic that I couldn't rush it. I remember grabbing her ass and kissing her neck, making out with her as she touched me over my pants.

While on top of me, Patricia stopped kissing me and leaned over to Monica to kiss her, the sofa wasn't that big so we were literally next to each other. Patricia was making out with Monica who was also on top of her man. Patricia's hands reached out to Monica's breasts, and she gently squeezed them. Monica let out another moan, and James kissed those boobs while Patricia touched them. My hands were holding Patricia so she didn't fully fall into Monica.

While I was grabbing her I managed to go over Patricia's ass and reach her pussy from behind. Her underwear was soaking wet of how turned on she was. It was that kind of lingerie that opens in the middle so one of my fingers slightly found the opening and slid inside her. That capture her attention and her hands returned from Monica's breasts to touch me and unzip my pants while I was fingering her. I knew how much she was craving my dick at that exact moment. She took it out and gently jerked it with both of her hands while we kissed again. And then, without even asking, she stood up, bent at her waist, and took it in her mouth.

Lost in the Moment

That's when I lost track of time. I was looking directly into Patricia's eyes as she went up and down, licking and sucking. That mischievous face she made was the most erotic expression I had ever seen.

It took me a while to realize that James and Monica on the sofa were doing exactly the same thing. With a difference: Monica's style of sucking was the completely opposite of Patricia's. She was going fast and hard at it, almost choking herself. James was enjoying it while looking at Patricia and how she played with my cock.

As soon as I noticed it, I looked at Patricia and gestured for her to peek at them. She saw it and started to follow their lead, going at my cock fast and hard herself, helping with both of her hands while she devoured it.

All of a sudden she stopped sucking. She kept jerking me with one hand, but she used the other to grab Monica's hair and force her even more into James's cock. A few thrusts, and Monica's drooling was all over the exterior of her mouth. Patricia pulled her from her hair and kissed her, licking all that drooling.

I gestured for Patricia to help Monica even more, and they both went for it, sucking his cock at the same time. While she did that, I stood up from the sofa, positioned myself behind her, finished opening the buttons on the center of her expensive lingerie, and started fucking her from behind.

While my cock was going in Patricia she had one hand on James's dick and her mouth all over it while kissing Monica. Her other free hand was reaching all the way to Monica's ass and pussy.

Monica was clearly feeling more confident by the minute so much that she stopped sucking James's dick and came close to me. I took my dick out of Patricia's pussy, and Monica went directly for it, sucking it with that violence that she seems to be so good at.

She did that for a while and then directed it back into Patricia's pussy again. I love having my dick handled by a woman making it go into my another pussy that it's not hers. She kept taking it out, putting in her mouth and then inside Patricia's pussy for a while.

I was so turned on that I started pounding Patricia harder. She could barely hold James's dick in her mouth while I was doing it, she had to take seconds to breathe before continuing.

I took my dick out of her once more and instructed her to sit on top of him. Nobody even asked for a condom; everyone was so caught up in the moment. I also sat next to them, and Monica stepped on top of me as well.

After a while in that position it was Monica the one who pulled Patricia from her hair to kiss her. She was taking the lead. I got so turned on by that image that I stood up with Monica on top of me and fuck her in the air for a while, before putting her back on the sofa and going down on her pussy. It was perfect, fully shaved, soft, delicious. She then started to moan louder and that triggered Patricia to have her first orgasm of the night.

We kept fucking and changing positions for hours. Many more orgasms later I have the clear vision of Patricia licking all my cum from Monica's breasts and then kissing her. The perfect image.

We went at it multiple times, and when the sun was rising, we all sat on the terrace to watch it. It was an amazing night and what great friends we made that night.

It's been a while since this happened and I probably forgot a lot of the details of that night, but it's always a great memory and I feels so lucky that over my life I have found women like Patricia. Women who not only massively enjoy sexual adventures involving other couples and singles, but who actually pursue those situations and create the perfect ambient for them. The chemistry we had as a team was exceptional, it brought us together in ways most people cannot even imagine and I'm always going to remember every adventure we lived as very special.

So I always encourage women to embrace that part of themselves and let wild of those desires, because there's nothing more attractive than seeing a woman fully enjoy feeling free. That's the reason why I like sharing this kind of stories of the things I've been so fortunate to lived. And I hope everyone reading them gets inspired to try similar things.