I had arranged to meet Hannah in a smart London hotel with a popular and comfortable cocktail bar. I’d been looking forward to catching up with her for some time, and a succession of increasingly suggestive and filthy text messages in the weeks leading up to the date made me think that this was going to be a night I wouldn’t forget in a hurry.

We agreed to meet at 7 pm, and I did the gentlemanly thing of arriving earlier to make sure that we had a good position in the bar. The minutes ticking down seemed to last an eternity, and whilst I wasn’t expecting her to arrive on the stroke of seven, every minute after it had ticked round seemed to be a bit longer than the preceding one. I needn’t have worried, because very soon I saw a stunning woman walk into the bar area with an air of confidence and a sexual aura that could be detected a mile off. I had told her where I would be sitting, and she immediately spotted me as I gave a discreet wave. Her smile was dazzling, but what she was wearing made me catch my breath. It was the perfect combination of stylish and sexy, a mid-thigh black dress and tights (or stockings I hoped), and a pair of black patent heels that accentuated her shapely calves and spectacularly athletic legs.

She walked towards me with an air of confidence and purpose that had my pulse racing, and I noticed a number of men in the bar give her a lengthy eyeful as she sashayed her way through the tables. I felt comfortably smug at their obvious envy as Hannah came over to the bar stool next to me, and we exchanged pecks on the cheek in greeting. Conversation flowed very easily as we chatted away over a couple of cocktails, which soon led to us both feeling gently mellow and comfortable in each other’s company.

“You look utterly gorgeous,” I said.

Hannah smiled demurely and quietly replied, “You're easy on the eye yourself!"

At this point the ice was well and truly broken. After a couple more minutes of chat, Hannah leaned over and whispered into my ear.

“I’m wearing exactly what you asked by the way, or rather not wearing, to be more precise.”

I felt a lump in my chest as she spoke, and remembered the content of some of the texts we had exchanged in the build-up to our date. I had mentioned that it would be a real turn-on if Hannah would go knickerless when we met and had jokingly suggested that she could indulge her exhibitionist side. I hadn’t really expected her to do it, but this was an exciting confirmation that she had.

“Mmm,” I replied. “Wouldn’t it be horny if you showed some of the guys in the bar just what they’re missing”.

Hannah smiled wickedly and took another sip of her drink. I don’t think she needed the lack of inhibition that the alcohol provided, but that plus the rising sexual tension between us was more than enough for her to be persuaded. We were sitting on swivelling bar stools at the bar with tables and chairs around us that were occupied by other guests. Our chairs were higher than those at the tables, so anyone looking at us would have to raise their eyes slightly, the perfect angle for what Hannah did next.

Quickly taking in who was in the bar, she immediately noticed four men in business suits who had been making a bad job of not looking at her every few seconds. She gave me a quick wink, and then slowly spun her chair round whilst uncrossing her legs directly in the eyeline of the drinking men. I could see from their expressions that they had got a tantalising eyeful of the treasure between her legs as she headed to the ladies’ room, and their grins and excited chatter to each other made it clear they couldn’t quite believe what they'd seen.

I smiled happily to myself as this was happening, delighting in the fact that I had met someone who radiated sexiness and was so comfortable in her own skin. I ignored the attempts they guys made to catch my attention and ordered more drinks as I waited for Hannah to return. When she did, I shook my head in mock shock and gave her hand a squeeze to thank her for indulging my private fantasy.

“Let’s finish these and head up to my room,” she said, “I think it’s your turn now. All these staring eyes are making me horny!"

We drank up and I said I had to make a quick visit to the gents before settling up. I walked past the table of the four men making a conscious effort not to look at them, knowing they'd give me all sorts of knowing smiles and comments.

“I rather enjoyed that little show” I heard a voice say, and gave a startled look at the single woman sitting at a table at the back of the bar.

“Ah yes, ummm, my friend does enjoy showing off,” I stammered, taken aback by the woman’s directness.

Without a drink or two inside me, I would probably have left it there, but a dirty little thought popped into my head.

“I’m glad you enjoyed the view. Are you something of a voyeur like me?" I asked innocently.

“Oh yes, very much so," she replied. “Especially when the subject is as attractive as your lovely companion. I’m Clare by the way”.

I introduced myself, and after a short pause summoned up the courage for a make-or-break invitation.

“Well, I can ask Hannah whether she can give us both a private show if you’d like?"

There was a moment of silence crackling with anticipation.

“I think I rather would,” Clare replied with a seductive smile.

“Well, Clare,” I said, “I’ll ask Hannah, and if I nod as we head out in a few minutes, please feel free to join us”.

Clare sat back with a lascivious look in her eyes and said, "I really hope Hannah says yes”.

When I returned to Hannah I quickly summarised the conversation I’d just had with Clare. I shouldn’t have been surprised at the answer as Hannah quickly stole a glance, and saw Clare cheekily raising her glass in greeting.    

“Fuck yes! I’m very definitely up for inviting her along. She’s hot!”, she said with barely contained excitement.

Not quite believing how this evening was panning out, I settled the bill, took Hannah’s hand, and walked with her out of the bar, nodding discreetly at Clare as we passed her table. Clare stood up quickly and joined us as we headed to the lifts.

Clare and Hannah exchanged pleasantries and mutual compliments on each other’s appearance in the lift, and I sensed that they were immediately warming to each other. We got to the large room we’d booked, and I poured some drinks from the mini-bar as Hannah sat on the bed, deliberately letting her skirt ride up over her thighs to reveal the lacy tops of her stockings. Clare was sitting in a chair opposite her. I handed both of them their drinks and let the games begin.

“So, Clare,” said Hannah. “Did you like what you saw in the bar?”

“Oh, very much so,” replied Clare. “If I had legs and a pussy like yours, I’d be very keen to show them off. Perhaps I could see more?”

Hannah’s eyes widened as she took in the explicit reply, and without saying a word, she hitched her skirt up around her hips, laid back on her elbows and let both Clare and I feast our eyes on her trimly shaved pussy, the pink lips full and swollen. She moved her hand between her thighs and began to slowly massage her clit with the flat of her fingers.

“Does this turn you on Clare?” she said hoarsely, “because I’m getting very wet at the thought that it is." 

Clare nodded slowly, her tongue touching her parted lips as she drank in the sight before her.

“What else do you like watching?” Hannah said as she now slipped two fingers into her glistening fuck hole.

“I like watching couples fuck,” came the immediate reply.

Clare shifted in her chair and squeezed her legs together, her own wetness beginning to seep into her panties.

“I’m sure we can oblige,” said Hannah, as she pulled me over to her and kissed me passionately.

My cock has already been stiffening as the girls had been talking, and I had my trousers and underwear off in no time, my now fully erect cock springing blissfully free. Hannah reached out with her other hand and began to rhythmically pump my shaft, glistening drops of pre-cum lubricating her fingers as she grasped it tightly and wanked me. Our tongues delved into each other’s mouths, and out of the corner of my eye, I saw Clare stand up, drop her own skirt and panties, and sit back in the chair with her knees up. Her eyes were fixed on Hannah’s fingers sliding in and out of her pussy, and her own fingers wandered down to her crotch to satisfy the itch that had been building in her own core.

The sight of this, together with Hannah’s expert massaging of my cock, was driving me to insane levels of lust. I gently removed her hand, knelt in front of her, inhaling the musky scent of her pussy juice, and began to gently flick my tongue over her outer labia as she moaned loudly and pushed her hips into my face. The taste of her hot juices was intoxicating as I drove my tongue into her sopping wet cunt, and then began to torment her clit, her hips bucking as she felt the tension in her stomach beginning to build. Her moaning got louder as she felt her climax approaching, and I stole a glance at Clare who was rubbing her own clit furiously, her mouth open and her own squeals of lust adding to Hannah’s as she shouted.

“Fuck, yes! Eat her out. Make her cum. I want to see her cum all over your face. I want to hear her scream as you bring her off!”

Clare’s filthy exhortations were the final trigger for Hannah as she tensed for a fraction of a second, before shaking and wailing uncontrollably.

“Yes, yes, yeeesss…shit….aaaaah, oh God….I’M CUMMMMMING….!"

I felt my tongue being bathed in a flood of her fuck juices, as she bucked and writhed in blissful torment as the orgasm crashed through her. Behind me, I could hear the wet squishing noise of Clare’s pussy as she jammed her fingers into her dripping depths and frantically rubbed her pussy. Her face was contorted and her eyes half-closed as her breathing came in short gasps.

“Oh fuck, oh fuck, yes, yes, YEESSSSSS!” she cried as her hips lifted off the chair and bucked up and down as if riding an invisible cock.

Her own screams echoed those of Hannah as the two of them panted heavily, their bodies slowly beginning to recover as their swollen, gaping pussies dripped with sweet nectar.

Hannah pulled me to my feet, her legs splayed. She grabbed my cock and jammed it into her sopping cunt, as I gasped at the pleasure of her tight vaginal walls squeezing and massaging my shaft. I was so turned on that I had to resist the temptation to fuck her hard, as I knew I would cum in seconds. Having waited so long to fuck this gorgeous woman, I wanted to make the sensations tormenting my cock last for as long as possible. Clare had now recovered her composure and was watching the two of us whilst gently fingering her sodden pussy lips.

“Come and sit on my face baby. I want to taste your cunt!” Hannah commanded,

Clare climbed onto the bed and positioned herself over Hannah’s face. I was in heaven as I pounded Hannah’s pussy and heard the exquisite sounds of Hannah’s tongue going to work on Clare’s engorged clit. Then she broke off for a second and gave her own orders to me.

“I need you in my ass. Shove your cock up my ass!”

She was so wet that there was no need for any lubrication, her pussy juices were running in torrents and bathed her tight sphincter as I withdrew from her tight fuck hole and positioned my rigid cock at the entrance to her ass. A gentle push took it past the tight initial resistance of the sphincter muscle, and then I felt the red hot heat of her tight anal canal swallow my shaft as I slid it all the way in.

“Ahhhh, yesss! So good, you dirty fucker!” Hannah wailed, as I began to fuck her ass.

I had the glorious sight of my cock being devoured by her hungry asshole and a view of Clare’s perfect ass smothering Hannah’s face, her moans building as she responded to Hannah’s animal grunts of pleasure.

All three of us now moved in perfect sexual unison as our pleasure mounted. I was desperately trying to hold off from coming, but the vision before me was making that almost impossible. Clare was riding Hannah’s face, frantically trying to increase the friction on her clit, and I was rubbing Hannah’s own swollen love button with my fingers as I ass-fucked her. I could hear Hannah’s muffled moans starting to build, and then saw Clare’s hips start to judder uncontrollably as her second orgasm ripped through her with a loud scream of lust, grabbing Hannah’s head and pulling her into her spasming pussy.

My eyes closed as I felt my balls begin to tighten and the knot in my stomach begin to twist tighter. Hannah began to frantically buck and writhe, and then cried out with a long wail as she began to cum, her clit pulsing on my fingers. Her moans tipped me over the edge, and I threw my head back with a loud groan as I felt the tip of my cock erupt with jets of hot cum deep into Hannah’s ass. The blissful spasms seemed to last an eternity as I drove my cock into her with every spurt of my seed.

Clare rolled off Hannah’s face and collapsed into a panting heap. Hannah’s eyes were closed, but she had a blissful smile on her face as she enjoyed the afterglow of a huge orgasm. I left my cock buried in her, wanting to savour the feeling of the heat and tightness of her ass, but eventually I began to soften. I then savoured the sight of a river of cum pouring out of her tight asshole as my shaft slipped out, and counted my lucky stars for discovering a sexual goddess who was, I fervently hoped, going to open my doors to wild future adventures.