The Quean of Wales

I took a breath, then swallowed the paper wrap, washing it down with some water then stood and unzipped her dress. She let it drop to the floor. 

Underneath she was wearing a matching bra and thong set, pink with a black outline.  

With her back to me still, she kicked off her heels. “Undo my bra”. I did as I was told, almost in a trance. This beautiful and now almost naked woman had both of us in thrall to her.  

“And the rest.” She wiggled her hips, her tight little backside moving in a way that made me want to kiss it. I slowly slid the panties over her hips and then let them drop. She stepped out of them and held out her hand to Paul. 

“Help me in”. He didn’t need to be asked twice, taking her hand and helping guide her into the bath. I just stood there watching, scarcely believing what was happening. 

CJ stepped delicately into the bath, then turned and sat down carefully, her naked body slowly disappearing beneath the bubbles. She tied up her hair, then sighed contentedly and slid almost entirely underwater, only her face and the top of her head remained, poking through the bubbles. “Ohh this is lovely, I could lie here and stare at the sea forever.” Our curtains and balcony door were open and she had the best view in the room. 

“Why don’t you two enjoy yourselves? I’m not moving from here for a while, I think this is the most wonderful bath I have ever had.” She said it almost disdainfully, dismissively. I hadn’t taken her as any kind of dominant character but she had us both at her absolute command.  

We sat down on the sofa together, able to see CJ in the bath, and the currently empty bed, but not the sea. She had the view, but we had the view of her, blonde hair poking out as she lay languorously in the bath, head back and eyes shut.  

I looked at Paul “Are you ok..?” He nodded, taking my hand and putting it against his crotch. He was definitely ok. I unzipped his fly and slid my hand in, grasping his almost fully erect cock through his boxers, rubbing slowly. He leaned back and closed his eyes. I pulled it through the fly and kept going, only gently. It had been so long since we’d had properly satisfying sex, I didn’t know how long he could last when he wanted to, and how long it took him to recover. I definitely didn’t want him cumming any time soon, but I really did want him in my mouth, at least for a bit.  

I knelt on the floor between his parted legs and took his fully hard cock in my mouth, licking the tip gently for a moment before sliding over it, using my tongue to lick the underside as I sucked with my lips. I was ravenously horny and I was starting to feel the effect of the drugs, a little surge of happiness as I went down on him. I already had my hand between my legs and was rubbing myself though the fabric of my dress, which was getting in the way, so I stood and removed it, throwing it carelessly onto the floor next to me before getting back on my knees between his legs.  

I tried to get more of him in my mouth this time, he’s not huge but I gag really easily, and I was already feeling myself tear up, but I was enjoying just sucking him, rubbing myself through my soaked knickers. I gagged properly, pulling my head back to get some air as I swallowed spit and wiped my eyes. Paul was still lying back, briefly oblivious I think to my plight, his rock hard cock protruding from his jeans, but he had his hand around it, was massaging the shaft up and down slowly. I don’t think I’d seen him masturbate for years. I wanted him back in my mouth though and lowered my head again.  

“Babe why don’t you bring him over here and I’ll show you how it’s done?” 

The sudden reminder there was a woman in a bath in our room who wanted to have sex with us caused a rush that started somewhere in my chest and dissipated across my whole body causing my head to spin a little and me to inhale deeply and my hand to move more urgently between my legs. The E was kicking in properly now. I grinned up at him stupidly before standing, reaching for his hand and I helped him up and led him towards the woman in the bath. She had sat up, her breasts partially visible between the streaks of bubbles that ran down her body. She smiled at me encouragingly, and I led my man to her. 

He stood in front of her, cock standing to full attention through his flies, still fully dressed. “Undress him.”. She was still giving orders, but I didn’t mind, I was starting to feel everything that happened much more intensely than normal, and where an order might have annoyed me slightly before, it just caused a little rush to wash over me again and I complied, lilting his t-shirt over his head, then pulling his jeans and boxers down together, helping him step out of them. 

He stood in front of her, fully naked. I stood next to him in my underwear. She sat in the water, a beautiful siren who had called us to her. She reached for his cock and used it to pull him closer. 

“Watch. Look at our eyes” That is all she said before sliding his cock all the way to the back of her throat in one smooth motion. I was looking at Paul, his eyes were wide open in surprise but he was looking down at her. I looked down at her too, she was looking up at him, holding eye contact as she swallowed his cock. She started moving her mouth up and down on his shaft, sliding almost all the way out and then all the way back in, never breaking eye contact with him. She kept going, fucking him with her mouth while he stood there, almost motionless, breathing and moaning quietly as he received what must be the best blowjob he’d ever had in his life. We’d been together for over 20 years and I’d never sucked his cock like that. I could hear he was getting close to cumming from his breathing. So could she. She stopped. 

“Get down Sarah”. Again the order caused a rush as I sank to my knees without a word. Her hand was still on his cock and she literally pushed it into my mouth. “Look at him” I did, staring up at my husband from my knees as I had done so many times before, but this time I looked up at him. 

“Wait.” She pulled a spare hairband from her wrist and tied up my hair so it was away from my face, pretty high on my head. “Go”. She was monosyllabic. Another rush from the command. I opened my mouth further, trying to take more of him in, almost instantly gagging “Breathe through your nose, breath deep”. I tried, I think it helped. Her voice sounded so lovely. 

I pulled out for a moment “Keep talking, please, your voice is like nectar to me” and I opened up again, sucking him into me, looking up at him lovingly. He looked at me briefly but I could tell he was looking at her. I moved my head back and forward, concentrating on my breathing, but that was becoming difficult because the waves of euphoria starting to roll over me were making me gasp, which is difficult when you’ve got your mouth full. She could see I was struggling and gently pulled him away from me before once again taking his full cock in one go; I couldn’t believe it was possible and I was absolutely delighted, I’d never seen anything like it. He was moaning  and I was rubbing my clit hard by now, she just fucked his cock with her mouth like it was the easiest thing in the world. His moaning got louder and I knew he was going to cum soon. So did she. 

She pulled out slowly, saliva or precum now the only thing connecting them, and then she turned and gently grasped my head with both hands, pulling me in for a kiss. She went for my mouth as hungrily as she’d gone for his cock, kissing me passionately. I could taste his cock on her lips and this realisation just made my head spin even more, a hug rush of euphoria washed over me and I just kissed her back, not as hungrily as she was kissing me, much more passively, she was doing the work but oh my fuck it was the best kiss I’d ever had in my life. I was rubbing myself so fast and moaning into her mouth, almost-edging mixing with my euphoria and producing a sort of low-level full body edge. That is what happened in Berlin, but this was much calmer, less intense, at least for now. 

She stopped kissing me and went back to his cock, again swallowing in one motion but she only went down a couple of times before returning to kiss me deeply for a few seconds, and then went back to him. This woman was sharing my lips and my husband's cock and I don’t think any of us could have been any happier.  

I could hear him muttering that he was going to cum. So could she and she guided his cock towards me. I had one hand with fingers in me and the other rubbing my clit as I opened my mouth and was about to try to do what she had been doing when we both heard a strangled gasp from Paul and a “CJ, Sarah please...”. It sounded urgent and I knew exactly what he wanted. I didn’t mind in the slightest, this was the best blowjob he’d ever had so he should finish however he wanted. CJ looked at me and I nodded and smiled, then she took his entire cock in one go, at the same time putting his hands on the back of her head. Almost without noticing he held on, thrusting and fucking her mouth while he held her head still. She took it all without a problem, the ‘gluck gluck’ noise you hear in porn was apparently quite real and I was giggling because I was in my own real life porno, rushing my tits off, watching my husband cum in the mouth of a woman we only met yesterday. I couldn’t believe this was happening!  

Then I lost focus entirely, just rubbing and rubbing and rubbing until I hit a huge edge and squirted into my knickers with a moan and a deep gasp, which in turn sent another wave rolling over me, I seemed to be breathing out more than I was breathing in, and my entire body was tingling. I rocked on my knees as I watched CJ take everything my husband had, and I think the noise I just made tipped him over the edge, he let his own moan out, cumming straight down her throat, little moans accompanying each slowing thrust and eventually a breathless “oh my god...” 

I grinned at her like an idiot as she let his softening cock fall out of her mouth, it was glistening wet from her and obviously from him. She leant forwards, kissing me and giving me what was left. She’d swallowed most of it, but she gave me a wet, sloppy kiss that was full of the taste of him, and it might have been one of the happiest moments of my life.