World Record by LCrowe

World Record by LCrowe

Discover the shocking and titillating tale behind the world record adult sex story in this must-read post. Explore the scandalous details and uncover the truth behind this sensational achievement.<br/>
“I can’t believe we’re really going to do this!” Laura said anxiously as she and her husband Jeff got onto the elevator.

“I know,” Jeff replied as he hit the button for the second floor, “But it’s going to be so fucking hot!”

Laura caught a glimpse of herself in the reflective chrome interior of the elevator and bit the corner of her lip. She didn’t think she was unattractive for a five foot two 40 something mom of three, she still had a slim figure, perky B cup breasts, long, slim legs and her few grays were hidden by a fresh platinum blond die job, but the white cotton bathrobes that she and Jeff were both wearing didn’t help at all. The sight of the bathrobe reflected in the wall sent a thrill of anxiety and excitement through her since she was completely naked beneath it.

“Yea, I’m still excited about it,” Laura replied glancing down at the obvious erection that Jeff already had beneath his bathrobe, “It’s just so weird walking around a hotel without any clothes on!

“I mean, we’re not even wearing any shoes!”

Jeff laughed and plucked at the white cotton sash around his waist, “We’re wearing these and they count as clothes!

“For now at least.”

Laura blushed a bright red at the hungry look Jeff gave her as he finished speaking, his gray blue eyes running up and down her body just as the elevator slid to a stop with a bright, cheery ‘ding’. Laura began to step off the elevator as the doors slid open only to be blocked by two more barefoot couples wearing bathrobes trying to get on.

“Oh, sorry,” Laura said when she realized the elevator had stopped at the 5th floor and not the 2nd, hastily stepping back as the four newcomers stepped in.

“I hate doing that,” a girl that looked to be in her early twenties said with a smile, a man just as young standing behind her with his arms wrapped around her waist, “But at least you didn’t manage to get off and be left behind.”

“I’ve done that a few times working in Dilbert Land myself,” an older man closer to Laura and Jeff’s age said with a grin.

“Are you going to help try to break the record?” an auburn haired woman holding hands with the older man asked and then laughed a bit breathlessly, “I guess that’s a silly question wearing what you have on.”

“Or don’t have on,” the older man replied as he glanced at Laura and the younger woman.

“We’re going to help,” Jeff said cheerfully as he looked from one woman to the next, “How many people do you think will actually show up?”

“I think there were over five hundred couples registered,” the younger man said with his arms wrapped possessively around his girlfriend’s waist, “But they said that probably not everyone will show.”

“A thousand people,” Laura said in amazement.

“I think it’s going to be a tight fit in the ballroom,” the younger woman said with a breathless laugh as she pointedly stared at Jeff’s erection tenting out his bathrobe.

The elevator slowed to a stop at the 3rd floor with three more couples wearing bathrobes as well as a slightly bewildered looking man in a business suite getting on. Laura and Jeff were pushed against the back wall of the elevator in the press of people, Laura even surprising herself by reaching down behind her to squeeze Jeff’s erection through the soft cotton fabric of his robe as the elevator began to move once more.

“That feels good baby,” Jeff whispered in her ear, his lips brushing against her earlobe and sending electric tingles of pleasure coursing through her body.

The elevator finally stopped at the second floor and everyone wearing bathrobes quickly got off leaving the flushed and red faced man wearing the suite behind as the doors slid shut. Laura felt a moment of overwhelming anxiety once she was able to glance around and see the scores of people crowding the balcony area overlooking the first floor of the hotel. She caught glimpses of all types of individuals, from young twenty something’s and maybe a few even younger to couples who looked to be in their seventies or eighties, every skin tone, hair style, tattoos and piercings imaginable, and even over a dozen couples walking around already nude.

Laura found herself suddenly focusing on a nude man walking past who’s semi erect dick swaying between his legs had to be seven or eight inches long. Laura’s face flushed a bright, hot red as she imagined what it would feel like to be stretched open from him slipping inside of her and then turned scarlet when she looked up to see the man looking straight at her with a knowing smile.

“I bet he’d make you squeal,” Jeff whispered in Laura’s ear with a throaty chuckle.

Laura tried to halfheartedly elbow Jeff before he began to gently push her along the balcony and towards the double line of people queued to enter the hotels oversized conference room, Laura’s stomach suddenly filling with butterflies. As the lines of people shuffled forward and they got closer to the tables Laura’s entire body began to tingle until finally she found herself facing a young woman with a clipboard and a bright, friendly smile.

“Hi, can I have your names please?” the woman asked.

“Jeff and Laura Wheeler,” Jeff replied while taking Laura’s hand in his own.

The woman flipped quickly through the pages on her clipboard until finding their names and marking them with a highlighter.

“Ok,” the woman said cheerfully, “You’re all set, just step through the curtains and disrobe before finding any of the mats that are available.

“And enjoy!”

“I’m pretty sure we’ve got that last part covered,” Jeff said with a grin and then started for the doors to the conference room.

Laura hesitated, Jeff stopping and at the sudden gentle tug of his hand in hers and turned back to face her.

“Laura?” Jeff asked, “You ok?

“We can always go back up to our room if you want.”

“I…” Laura began as she watched several couples slip through the curtains in front of her.

“It’s completely up to you, beautiful,” Jeff said soothingly.

Laura could feel her heart hammering in her chest, the idea that Jeff had presented to her nearly a year ago having transformed from a tantalizing erotic fantasy into a terrifying reality.

Laura had scoffed at the suggestion of making love in public at first, but the idea had planted a seed that had slowly grown within her and only a week after that suggestion she had let Jeff convince her to go to a nude beach for the first time in her life. The nervousness and trepidation she had felt walking barefoot through the hot sand had only added to her excitement until she had finally worked up the nerve to take the top of her two piece off and an hour later the bikini bottom with at least a dozen strangers scattered around.

That day was burned into her memory as she remembered strangers walking past with furtive glances as she lay on her beach towel or even staring openly as they had walked past, how her excitement had built all day until she and Jeff had decided to take a stroll along the edge of the river with the waves lapping over her feet. She never admitted to Jeff that she had had an orgasm while walking hand in hand with him, how she had pressed her thighs tightly together with her body shuddering while staring at a couple laying on a beach towel and fondling each other and staring back at her, but she knew Jeff had known. The sex that night when they had got home had been amazing and lasted for nearly two hours until they had both fell into an exhausted sleep in each other’s arms.

Laura had soon managed the best tan of her life without a single line as the nude beach became their weekend getaway spot, and even though people really weren’t supposed to the occasional glimpse of a couple making love had only added to Laura’s excitement.

Laura had begun to fantasize about those stolen glimpses of other couples in the throes of passion, had learned to love giving Jeff bj’s again to his delight as she thought about after seeing a woman going down on a man with three more lined up behind him, she had even begun to daydream about having Jeff going down on her or even making love to her with strangers pausing to watch.

When Jeff had again suggested that they sign up for an event in Vegas to try and break the world record for having the most people making love together in the same room Laura had instantly agreed.

Laura looked up into Jeff’s gray eyes, his perpetual boyish smirk on his face and stood up on tiptoe to kiss him quickly on the lips.

“Lets go,” Laura whispered and started walking towards the curtained double doors with a steady stream of couples filing in.

Jeff grinned from ear to ear and with a squeeze of her hand turned back to lead her through and into the conference room beyond. Laura tried not to ogle the moment she slipped inside but the hundreds of naked couples each sitting on a padded mat out on the conference room floor almost had her freeze in place. Having seen strangers naked in the past at nude beach was the only thing that saved her as her eyes were drawn to couple after couple, old and young, heavy set and skinny, and every skin color mixed and matched with every possible combination imaginable.

“Please disrobe and then find an available mat,” a tall blond man wearing swim trunks and a pair of oversized glasses with purple tinged lenses was saying as people came in, “Hold on just a bit longer and don’t start anything yet, touching and petting is fine to get the engines running, but please wait for the group instructions before engaging in any sexual activity.”

Jeff quickly and easily disrobed and tossed his bathrobe onto an enormous pile next to the exit and turned to face Laura with a huge grin, his erection standing out like an exclamation point from his body without any hair to obscure him since he and Laura hand taken turns this morning shaving each other so that they were both as smooth as silk. Laura couldn’t help but smile herself and let her bathrobe slip from her shoulders, the cool air raising goosebumps over her arms as she reached down to take Jeff’s shaft in her hand.

“Where to?” Laura asked as she glanced across the conference room floor and the hundreds of empty mats.