Neptune Festival

Neptune's Festival

The water in the huge jacuzzi bubbled, the alcoholic drinks stirred the blood, and the mood of everyone gathered was excellent. We were spending the weekend at the sauna. There were about 12 of us. Me and my husband and five other couples. We ended up in this place completely by chance. While chatting with my acquaintances on social networks, I unexpectedly received a message from an unfamiliar man. He admired my figure in a rather revealing swimsuit posted on my profile; the fact that I was married didn't bother him, and he turned out to be married himself. Soon we exchanged phone numbers, and Vitaly, that was the name of our new acquaintance, suggested meeting in real life. The

meeting place chosen was the sauna.

My husband and I assumed that only Vitaly and his wife Larisa would be present, but it unexpectedly turned out that besides us, Vitaly had invited some of his other acquaintances. It was a fun group. After drinking several bottles of ice-cold vodka and snacking on canapés with caviar and other delicacies, everyone took off their clothes and jumped into the jacuzzi. On one side, a short, stocky man with a mustache, who introduced himself as Ilya, pressed against me; on the other side sat an attractive tall girl with long dark hair tied in a ponytail, Irina. Her hand was touching my breast.

Meanwhile, the fun was picking up pace; someone passed around a joint. Taking a deep drag, I felt like I was in seventh heaven. Irina touched my nipple with her tongue. Ilya continued to caress my clitoris with his fingers. The blonde girl sitting next to my husband got up from the jacuzzi; after being away for a few minutes, she returned, wrapped in a towel like a sari. Music started playing. The girl began to dance; only now did I notice she had a collar around her neck. Unexpectedly, she got down on all fours and said loudly

— Woof

— Meow, my husband replied to her

He got out of the jacuzzi and joined her in her dance. Unwrapping the towel from the girl, he pulled her by the collar, and they fell to the floor together, starting a playful wrestling match.

— Tanya is up to her usual tricks, — said Ilya

— Do you know her? – I asked

— Of course, that's my wife

I was surprised but didn't say anything. Meanwhile, everyone split into pairs. Irina and a tall man I didn't know joined Tanya and my husband, who were tussling on the floor. Part of the group jumped into the pool and started chasing each other, trying to grab each other's private parts. Unexpectedly, Ilya and I were left alone in the jacuzzi.

— Maybe we should go upstairs, he suggested to me

— What's up there?

— You'll see.

— One minute, I asked

I found my husband; he was sitting on the edge of the pool smoking an e-cigarette.

-I'm going upstairs with Ilya, I informed him. – Do you want to come with us?

— Go wherever you want, my husband unexpectedly answered angrily.

Shrugging my shoulders, I went to Ilya.

— Everything okay? — he asked.

— Absolutely.

— Shall we go then?

— Let's go.

Upstairs were rooms for intimacy. One was unexpectedly occupied; I managed to notice Vitaly. A chubby red-haired girl was writhing on his cock. As far as I could tell, it wasn't Larisa. Seeing us, he waved hello.

— Guys, join us.

— Later, -answered Ilya.

We found a free room. I lay on my back, Ilya started kissing my breasts, moving lower and lower; unexpectedly, a whip appeared in his hands, and he began lightly lashing my loins with teasing movements. When the blows became more and more noticeable, I couldn't take it, as I am by no means a fan of such games. Snatching the whip from Ilya, I gave his buttocks a rather noticeable stroke with it

— Like it?- I sang sweetly, smiling.

— Nno, he mumbled.

— Well, sorry, — I thought you liked it. Let's try something else.

And he began to caress my loins with his tongue, sucking my clitoris deeper and deeper. His mustache tickled my tender, smoothly shaved labia. His fingers pressed on a certain point. I felt the desire to empty my bladder, and at the same time, it was something else. Streams gushed out of me like a waterfall. Ilya put his mouth under this fountain of passion and greedily drank my juices.

— I didn't know you were so abundant, he groaned, smacking his lips.

— I didn't know either.

Now it was my turn to give him pleasure. I took Ilya's cock in my mouth, tickled the head, then my tongue went lower, rolled one testicle, then the other. Then even lower.

— Lift your legs, — I asked

Ilya lifted his legs, and my tongue penetrated the tiny hole of his anus.

— Aah, — Ilya moaned, that's good.

-My nimble little tongue ran over his anus, going in and out of it; with my hand I massaged his cock, not forgetting to touch his testicles. All this drove Ilya to ecstasy.

When the pleasure reached its peak, he lifted himself up and gently kissed me, penetrating my mouth deeply with his tongue.

— Get on all fours, he asked.

— Only put on a rubber, I smiled

— You see, he hesitated, I'm somehow not used to wearing a rubber, I'm married and Tanya and I are clean, so you have nothing to fear.

— No, I insist on a rubber. Okay, I'll do it myself

Opening the shiny packet I had taken out of my bag earlier, I skillfully rolled the rubber onto Ilya's rock-hard cock with my mouth.

— Want a massage, I offered

— Go ahead

Ilya lay on his stomach, and I began to move my body over him. Up and down, up and down, I slid. Unexpectedly, Ilya noticed some shadow that had slipped into the room.

— It's occupied, he shouted

— But I recognized the person who entered.

— It's not a stranger, it's my husband

— I brought you something to drink, — Den smiled, — refresh yourselves.

-Oh, that's cool.

— Oh, I see you're tireless, Ilya's mocking voice rang out. But we were no longer paying attention to anything; the act was approaching its logical conclusion, pleasure had reached its peak, and then the stream of desire swirled and spun, a meteor shower flashed before my eyes, bodies shuddered, and then the flight began, higher and higher, and the voluptuous climax served as the crown of this delightful union.

— Is someone here? a voice rang out

Raising my head, I saw Tanya and another unfamiliar man, wiry and short.

— I know you, he said, and I'm Lesha.

— Very nice.

— Tanya sat down next to me and hugged my waist.

— I'm Tanya, she introduced herself.

— Very nice, Eva.

— My husband says you're something special, she purred, gently stroking my cheek. – Oh, what velvety skin.

Taken by surprise, I blushed slightly.

— And are you just as good with girls? she whispered intimately in my ear.

— Well, I've had experience, I hesitated, but a long time ago.

She laughed. Moving away from my loins, to my great chagrin, she pulled out a joint from somewhere, took a deep drag, and exhaled sweetish smoke into my half-open lips. I, taking a mouthful of ice-cold champagne, joined our mouths, and we drank this blessed drink from each other's lips in gulps. My hands squeezed her breasts. Tanya's breasts were not high, soft, with tender areolas and pink nipples. Her body was also soft, somewhat plump in places but without excess fat, her legs slender. Her short, boyishly cut hair made her look younger.

Tanya's hands caressed my body, finding places on it I didn't even know existed. Her tongue ran under my hair along my neck, making me tremble. Lesha, who had brought my husband to orgasm, was dreaming of a climax. Moving Tanya aside, who wasn't offended at all and had mounted my husband, he put me on all fours and entered me to the full depth. I involuntarily cried out. I noticed he had put on a rubber without being reminded. That's good.

His pace kept increasing, I gripped the bed with my hands, my body jerked from side to side, Lesha plunged into me deeper and deeper, I already felt that any moment now………. And it happened. A spasm ran through my body and I, letting out an animal cry, collapsed under the weight of Lesha's body. I was all sticky from the juices seeping out of me and went to the bathroom. Lesha, apparently very tireless, immediately sat Tanya on his face and began to lick her vagina, and she started sucking his cock.

I, filling the bathtub full, added foam and lounged there, purring with pleasure.

— Want me to rub your back? – my husband's voice rang out.

I smiled.- Better get in with me, there's enough room.

— Aren't you tired? – my husband asked playfully.

— Oh no, I never get tired of this.

— Well, hold on, and he, diving into the bathtub, grabbed my heel and started tickling.

I, joking, fought back. Then he sat me on his knees and began kissing me gently. I felt his cock growing again.

— You're a hero today — I said respectfully.

— I just took something, — my husband grinned.

— What?

— A little blue pill, Ilya gave it.

— What is it, I frowned.

— Don't worry, darling, completely legal, shark fin extract.

— I want some too.

— You can't. It's only for men. Like Viagra, but better. Increases desire, prolongs intercourse.

— Well, we were already super with that.

— You know, my husband smiled, there's no limit to perfection. Enough talking, I want you again.

— What about Tanya?

— Not my type, and anyway, only you turn me on.

— That's good. I've bewitched you.

— My little witch, and my husband began to caress my nipples.

After playing enough, we got out of the bathtub and went downstairs. Many were already dressed. Apparently, they were getting ready to leave.

— Oh, my sweet girl, Ilya flew up to me, and after kissing me passionately, slapped my butt.

— And where's your wife? — I asked

— Fucking someone, he answered indifferently, apparently used to such an order of things.

— So, how was it, guys, did you like it?- asked Vitaly, who had approached. It's a shame we didn't get to know each other better today, and he playfully pinched my nipple. I was still standing naked; my husband had managed to put on his underwear and jeans. – But, I hope, next time……

— Yes, we liked everything, I smiled, we'll be in touch. Well, I'll go get dressed.

When I, now dressed, joined my husband, he was animatedly talking about something with Vitaly.

Seeing me, he came over to me.

— Your hairstyle is all messed up, he said, but, never mind, you'll do a new one tomorrow.

— What were you talking about?

— Oh, just about this and that. This group gets together periodically, sometimes here, sometimes outdoors, sometimes at someone's house. Sometimes someone new joins, like us. So, if you want to get together like this…

— Why not, I answered, I liked it. And you?

— Yeah, not bad.

— Well, let's go. Home?

— Guys, did you come by car? – Ilya approached

— No, we left it at home so we could drink peacefully. We got here by taxi. And you? – I asked

— No, Tanya and I came by car, but she's already left. Need to pick up our daughter from my mother-in-law's.

— And what about you?

— Lesha and Marina will give me a ride. We can drop you off too. Where do you live?

We gave our address.

— Oh, on the way. Let's go.

In the car, I found myself squeezed between my husband and Ilya, and his hand shamelessly wandered under my coat the whole way, getting into my panties.

Well, here's home. We started saying goodbye.

— Guys, a quick word, Ilya unexpectedly stopped us. Lesh, wait a minute, I'll have a smoke.

— Okay, we're in no hurry.

We got out of the car.

-Guys, what I wanted to tell you, Carthage organizes closed parties, you know, sex, BDSM, shibari. It's hard to get in, but I'll give you a recommendation and they'll let you in, the next one is in two weeks, in the style of a Greco-Roman orgy.

— Who? — I asked, Carthage? And who is that?

— I read about him on LiveJournal, my husband answered. Well, I think that's interesting to us. We like parties. Will there be a disco too?

— Yes, Carthage and his wife Albina organize themed parties with disco, buffet, and, well, with all sorts of … excesses, well, you understand, Ilya explained. Here's Carthage's phone number, his name is Slava, call him, mention me, he might ask intimate questions, don't be surprised. He'll give you the address.

— Okay, thanks. Well, bye, see you.

— Bye.

— Well, wife, said my husband, hugging me, — it seems a new stage is beginning for us. Are you ready?

— Always ready.

The End