Happy Birthday, Erica Pt. 01

Stacy and Leigh were treating themselves to a night out at a fancy restaurant. It was everything the reviews said it would be. Succulent food accompanied by fantastic wine. The atmosphere was to die for, and the staff were extremely professional.

The meal progressed through the courses and Stacy took intense pleasure in teasing Leigh. She casually let slip that she wasn’t wearing any underwear and made sexy movements with her tongue on various bits of food.

As usual they were looking, covertly, around the restaurant at all the couples dining in the low light, as well as the staff tending to them. They were always on the lookout for beautiful individuals or couples to “bring in” to their sexy escapades. The were deeply involved in the swapping/ group sex life and had both had procedures to avoid pregnancy.

Stacy had her money on the bartender, who was tall, with medium length dark hair, close stubble, and a strong chin.

Leigh was sure that he could coerce the two nubile young sommeliers into a three lady one man tryst (obviously).

Of the various couples in the room, there were quite a few older people, not really their thing. A few couples their own age that didn’t really fit the mould and some younger pairs. Some of these younger ones were extremely beautiful people. The men were all in very nice suits and the girls were dressed up to the nines. A blonde, some brunettes and a red head with pretty curls and gorgeous pale features. All viable options.

Leigh was becoming impatient with Stacy teasing him; He was nearing the point where he would drag her out of there and fuck her hard from behind in a public place.

Couples were starting to mill out, and they motioned for their check to be brought over by their table attendant Jen, who had done such a fantastic job of looking after them all evening.

“Excuse me” she said, “But table five asked me to give this note to you.”

After Jen had departed, Stacy unfolded the note. It read, in very neat curly handwriting:

Hi there, we have been watching you all evening and we think

that you are the sexiest couple we have ever seen. We would be

overjoyed if you would join us in suite 45 of the Towers hotel, next door,

at your earliest possible convenience.

Kindest regards, Erica and Dominic, table five.

*

It would appear that the hunters had become the hunted….

“Who was on table five?” Stacy asked breathlessly. “The red head”

Leigh answered, trying to remain dignified as he fumbled his wallet putting a number of hundred-dollar notes in the check folder for the bill and tip.

As usual, no conference or words were required, for both of them knew what the other was thinking. They made a beeline as quickly as possible for the door and across to the hotel.

Knocking on the door of the suite moments later, they were greeted by Dominic, Dom for short. He looked about thirty and was quite tall and very muscular. He was, Stacy thought, extremely handsome, but with a very modest, genuine air about him. He shook Leighs hand firmly and gave Stacy a kiss on the cheek. He led them into the delightful hotel room where Erica sat nervously on a large comfortable couch.

She jumped up when she saw them, “Oh, I’m so glad you came. I thought you wouldn’t.” she said.

Stacy and Leigh caught each other’s eye as they gave her a small peck on the cheek in introduction. As if there was to be any other option.

A bottle of champagne was chilling on the coffee table with four flutes. Pouring a drink for all of them, Dom explained that it was Erica’s Thirtieth birthday and for her present she had chosen a fancy meal, a night in a five-star hotel and some fun…. sexy fun.

“This is the first time we’ve done this.” Erica blurted out. ‘Have you ever done anything like this?” “Oh, once or twice” said Stacy in a cool voice. “Yay” said Erica. “You can show us what to do”.

That we can, thought the couple, sharing a quick glance. That we can.

Standing in the middle of the upscale hotel room, the new couple looked a little unsure of themselves. This only fuelled Stacy’s fires. She moved close to Erica, took both of her hands in hers and looked her up and down. She was even more beautiful than she remembered from earlier. A stunning emerald green dress with matching pumps worked perfectly with her shiny red ringlets. It was a definite contrast to Stacy’s bright red strapless dress with matching mid high Jimmy Choos and her long straight brunette hair. “You look good enough to eat.” said Stacy in a sexy voice. Erica blushed and giggled. Stacy took another slow step and as she drew close to Erica, they closed their eyes and shared a slow passionate kiss. Goosebumps spread over the pale skin of the younger lady as their tongues started to swirl together.

Their hands still grasped and down low. Stacy drew back and asked, “do you like that?” “Mmmmm, yeah” came the quiet response. That was the signal for Stacy to take control.

She dropped hands and moved to kiss along Erica’s neck, up to her ear lobe. Stacy was gently moving her hands along her body and then up into her soft hair, drawing her in for another slow French kiss.

The two men were standing there watching. Leigh, the seasoned campaigner, was observing everything coolly, surveying the room for a comfortable place to watch the proceedings. Two small armchairs were arranged at angles to the big wide couch. These were quickly moved closer to where the girls were still locked together like long lost lovers.

Dom was looking nervous and seemed unsure what to do.

“Just get ready to sit and relax, mate,” said Leigh. “You’re in for one hell of a show.”

Back at the action, shoes had been kicked off, and Stacy was deftly undoing the zipper on the back of Erica’s dress. The dress had a built-in support, so as it started to fall away it revealed the most fantastically shaped B cup breasts. Milky white globes of flesh with small areola and perfect pointy nipples that were standing hard, erect from the stimulation of the moment. Like Stacy, she was also not wearing any panties. Her amazing red pubic hair was trimmed into a neat patch.

Stacy took a second to drink in this bombshell. “Pheeewww” she exclaimed. Then moved down to take one of Erica’s hard nipples in her mouth. Swirling her tongue around the solid nub. Erica sighed loudly as the tingles shot through her body. Stacy’s touch was electrifying her, and as each second passed, she was becoming increasingly aroused.

As her pleasure grew, Erica became bolder with her hands. She slowly started to explore Stacy’s body. Her fingers felt their way up to the zipper on the back of the red dress and released it. As the material dropped to the floor, the three other people in the room took in the view of her ravishing body, standing confidently. There were now two drop dead gorgeous women standing naked in the middle of the room.

Dom and Leigh were standing quietly. The nervous new couple had initially kept glancing at each other, but as the mood heated up, Erica only had eyes for Stacy.

“Do you want to sit down on the couch?” Stacy asked. She knew it was important to make sure she didn’t push the younger one too rapidly and to make sure she was comfortable with each move.

Erica just looked at Stacy with her piercing pale blue eyes, biting her bottom lip, she nodded earnestly. That facial gesture set fire to Stacy’s insides, her heart beating rapidly.

Taking a step sideways, the girls sat down on the couch, Stacy on the right and Erica on the left. As they got into a comfortable position, they started to kiss again, this time with an unbridled passion. Their mouths locked together, each tongue entwining and winding over the other. They felt as if they were alone in the room.

Of course, they weren’t. The boys had silently moved into the chairs in front of them and were leaning forward, Each in line with his respective bride. Dom was pulling at his clothes, uncertainly. “Wait on, mate,” said leigh. “It’s not time yet. When it happens, you’ll know.” Dom relaxed and exhaled slowly. His eyes wide and locked on his stunning partner.

As their kissing continued, Stacy’s hands moved smoothly all over the soft, pale skin of the red head. Her breasts were the most remarkable combination of softness and firmness, a glorious thing to touch. Her long legs were shaped perfectly, Erica responded warmly as she gave each nipple a gentle but firm pinch. Stacy stepped up her domination of the situation.

Pulling slightly away from Erica’s lips, she said, “I want to kiss you here.” Her fingertip traced its way slowly, excruciatingly, downwards, over Erica’s breast and belly, through her neat patch of red fluff until it came to rest, light as a feather, on her outer labia. “Oh, please…” said Erica “please kiss me down there.”

The experienced Stacy smiled, knowing there would be no other answer. She gently guided the other backwards until Erica was laying comfortably with her head on a cushion in the corner of the couch. Stacy was above her, lips still pressed together she mouthed almost imperceptibly, “Here we go. Let me know if you want me to stop.”

At that second in time, nothing was further from Erica’s mind as Stacy started to kiss her way down her body. Starting at her earlobe, down across her neck. Small pecks across her collar bone sent zaps through Erica. Then Stacy’s lips were back on her nipples. Those perfect hard points were so sensitive that the older woman’s touch sent a mini quake of pleasure through Erica. After she had spent a second caressing each nip with her mouth, she moved downwards again. Over the bottom of her ribs onto her firm flat belly. Slowly does it. They had all the time in the world.

After what seem like an age, her lips moved over the small crop of neatly manicured red hair on her pubic mound and then she was level with the girls’ pink lower lips. They were glowing a rose-pink colour and the inner lips were poking out like beautiful petals. Stacy never tired of looking at another woman’s vagina. She considered every one, no matter the shape, to be a work of the finest art.