MONICA’S SEXUAL DIVERSION. by CecilBCK

She had been immediately attracted to the aggressive sexiness of the couple she now knew as Barry and Helen. A few drinks later the invitation to join them upstairs in their room had been easy to accept.After settling in with a glass of champagne each from the hotel mini bar, the atmosphere was electric with sexual tension.

Helen, who had not said much since being introduced, met Monica’s gaze from the other side of the bed. 

“Want to watch Barry undress me?”

“Uh, uh,” smiled Monica, the realisation of what she might be in for, becoming far more than a long held fantasy. 

Barry stood behind Helen with as much aplomb as he could muster in his shaking hands, and slid the long zip at the back of the shapeless dress to its extremity, then pushed the dress forwards off her shoulders. As it slid slowly to the floor Helen raised her arms akimbo and moved her legs apart in almost the same movement.

By now Monica could not take her eyes off Helen. She had not imagined that such a shapeless dress could hide such a voluptuous body. 

Not that anything was hidden now. Still in high heels and stockings that finished half way up her thighs, her only clothing was a skimpy black garter belt to hold the stockings up.

“Do you like what you are seeing so far, Monica?” she asked rhetorically with a smile, fully aware that Monica was rapt at the sight of her naked body.

Monica, almost speechless and by now very turned on managed to say, “I love it,” not even realizing the double meaning of what she had said.

Barry still fully clothed except for the coat he had removed, was as much turned on by the fully clothed Monica as he was by Helen in her blatant near nakedness.

“Turn around, and walk slowly over to Monica and show her what she can share later on,” Barry said with as much verve as he could muster.

All that Monica could think was, “Not too close. Stay in my focus. Keep turning me on,” as Helen poised, turned and walked towards her. Barry following a pace behind.

“You should see his cock, Monica,” whispered Helen, now really into the adrenalin rush and tension which was filling the room, it is really thick and impressive. Want me to take it out and show you?”

“Let me do it. May I?” asked Monica.

“All right, but stay fully dressed. I want you to keep your clothes on.”

Barry, absolutely erect under his clothes by now, wondered if Monica would be able to get his clothes over his heavy, thick, bulging erection. What was it Helen claimed she could grow it to? Twenty two centimeters, or as she preferred nearly nine inches – and so thick. Some things were just not meant to be measured in metric, Helen used to like reminding him. 

Just a few weeks ago, by judicious and slow teasing with her tongue and mouth, for what had seemed half the night, Helen had proudly claimed that size with a tape measure in one hand and his balls in the other, “To make it really big.”

Right now though, with his eyes on one naked woman and a fully clothed one about to undress him, he was confident that he was much bigger than ever before. Bursting point in fact.

Monica could barely stop her hands trembling enough to grasp his belt and undo it, then the zip – at the same time amused at how easily he had shed his shirt, shoes and socks without any help.

“Let him step away from all his other clothes before you get his cock out, Monica,” Helen said standing far enough back to observe both of them.

“Now, drop his pants.”

With nervy hands Monica struggled to do as she had been told, at the same time determined to get a good look, and feel the size and weight of this new and exciting cock with both hands.

Helen standing right between her naked partner and the fully clothed Monica felt a strong tinge of jealousy as she watched Monica’s obvious greed and avid interest in Barry now unimpeded and very erect cock.

“Impressive, eh?” was all she had time to say before she pushed Monica aside and pointed her back to the chair by the bed.

“Sit down and watch and talk to us while we fuck each other.”

As she sat back in the chair fully clothed, Monica could see that the two naked people in front of her would not require any foreplay to enable them to make it together.

“Your choice Monica,” said Barry fondling Helen as he spoke, “how do want to me to fuck Helen for your viewing pleasure?”

“Slowly – in as many ways as you can – and right up close to me on the bed so I touch you both while you fuck. Start missionary so I can see you put your hard cock right up her, though.”

Helen lay back on the bed ogling Barry huge, erect cock, at the same time as Monica. 

‘He looks even more than nine inches tonight,’ they both mused, unaware of each others similar thoughts, though both were thinking that they had never seen or had a bigger cock. 

Monica was further turned on as she put both her hands on Barry cock, by the fully clothed Monica’s presence, a mere two or three feet away from her.

Monica spoke again, taking the initiative and loving every irresponsible minute of it all. “I want to see you put that huge cock right up Helen. Slowly. Right up to your balls. Make sure its slowly though. Can you take all of that Helen?”

Helen, turned on like never before smiled a wan smile, looking Monica squarely in the eye. “Just watch me. Now, Barry, give it to me!”

As Barry straddled Helen he could not keep his eyes off Monica. Sitting so close, very flushed and watching and obviously enjoying with a voyeuristic bent, every move that they both made on the bed . As he slowly squeezed his biggest ever erection into Helen, all three of them were sure it must be over nine inches. The biggest turn on for Barry was the still fully clothed, and virtual stranger, Monica enjoying his performance – and he felt sure, his thick nine inch erection.

Monica was now becoming quite agitated. “Slowly Barry. Is it nice Helen? God, he’s only half way yet. Let me put my hand on it before you get it all. It really is huge. So big I can’t get my hand around it. Is that a tease? 

Neither Barry or Helen were sure who she was speaking to. Even though were immersed in their own pleasure, Monica’s voice was a huge turn on directed at their fucking in front of her. As her hand gripped Barry huge cock slowly filling Helen to its entire length, her hand was forced into contact with Helen’s clit. 

Monica held Helen’s gaze, at the same time having her hand forced into her clit by Barry thrusting erection. “He is huge Helen. You are lucky. What can I do so that he fucks me too?”

Without waiting for Helen to answer Monica started kissing Helen on the mouth, her hand not losing its grip on Barry erection. Helen responded immediately and started tongue kissing Monica back.

Monica backed away slightly. “Is he a good fuck Helen? Is he really good? Can he fuck us both? I will die if I can’t have him. I am so wet.”

Helen more turned on than ever, by another woman wanting Barry so much, and absolutely turned on by Monica’s tongue kissing her while Barry was fucking her, reached out for Monica and started returning her kisses as Barry increased his thrusts and momentum. 

Monica, suddenly realizing she could control the situation for her own pleasure, broke away.

She stood alongside the bed and started to undress, talking as she did to gain the attention of the couple on the bed, locked in their frantic fucking.

“Is she a good fuck Barry? Is he a good fuck Helen? Do you like having nine inches? I have never seen such a big cock! I want it for myself.” As Monica spoke she moved to a position where both Helen and Barry could see her remove first her blouse, and then shoes, panty hose and skirt. 

“Go on Barry. Don’t stop for me me. Keep fucking her. Slam into her”. All that Monica was wearing now were a skimpy black bra and even skimpier matching briefs. Despite Barry and Helen being busy with each other they both slowed to a stop and looked at Monica. 

“No need to stop for me,” Monica said with a smile, knowing full well she was now the centre of attention. 

“Shall I keep going?” she asked knowing full well what the answer would be. 

Helen spoke first. “Show us your body.”

Monica needed little prompting. 

“I will save the best till last,” she said in her pucker English accent, shrugging out of her briefs and letting them fall to the floor. 

As she undid her bra she held Helen’s gaze. “I think my tits are just as impressive as his his huge cock. Especially my nipples. My nipples have been known to drive men insane with lust.”

With that Monica let her bra fall to the floor, revealing the creamiest white pair of tits that Barry had ever seen.

“Thirty nine C,” Monica boasted, looking straight at Helen, legs apart, her fingers playing with the very large nipples on each of her breasts, teasing them into full erection.

Helen could not take eyes off Monica’s tits. By now her nipples seemed to be at least an inch long and they were backed by round red rings, at least two inches in diameter Helen observed.

Barry also found it impossible to keep his eyes off Monica’s pale creamy English body. Not normally a tit man Barry wanted more than anything to suck and lick Monica’s huge nipples – and if Helen watched him, and touched him at the same time all the better. 

“My nipples are a good match for your cock Barry. They are both very hard to top.” she cooed with some modesty.

“Who want’s me first,” Monica smiled, now in full control of the situation. 

Her fingers and hands still teasing her own tits and nipples as Barry and Helen both watched, fascinated and absolutely turned by Monica’s display.