Our Vacation Fun in Florida - Chapter 3 - Remembering an Orgy

After such a fabulous meal we went into the bar for a drink and a dance. At the entrance a placard was posted with a picture of two young men in Beatles style haircuts. It read, ‘This weekend the music of Jones & Tork.’
The club Léopard de l'Amour (The Leopard of Love) was decorated in a jungle motif. The floor was highly polished dark wood covered in wicker mats, except for the dance floor and directly around the rich mahogany bar. The front of the club/bar was open with a teak partial barrier that looked like the railing around a porch. The walls were decorated with jungle leaves and plants. Back in a corner was a piano and some sound equipment.

The huge bar ran along two-thirds of the rear wall and was beautifully adorned with teak fittings and several teak statuettes of various jungle denizens. Behind the bar were dark mahogany shelves holding all the bottles of liquor and a couple of huge gold trimmed mirrors. There was also a lovely golden frame with 2” gold lettering on black silk backing. It was in French.

Chaton tout doux,
chaton tout chaud, 
petite boule de poil. 

Chaton tout gai,
chaton qui dort, 
ronronner, ronronner, ronronner. 
J.C.

To the left of the entrance was a huge life-sized wooden carving of a leopard. It was beautiful and looked like it could come to life at any second. There was a silver plate on the base of the carving that read,

To Jason and Nathaniel,
Two friends I can always count on. 
I’ll try not to rub your fur the wrong way. 
Anita

There were a few scattered customers. We took a table just past the leopard carving, next to the dance floor. Randall had to take a trip to the men’s room, so I walked up to the bar to get our drinks. The bartender was 5’6” tall, 35-40 years old and had rich mahogany red hair cascading down his back below where I could see. I reached the bar and leaned over to see that his hair went down to his ass. A very nice ass, I must say. I looked up and saw he was smiling and looking down my dress. He could see my breasts including the nipples. His eyes moved up to meet mine and I froze, shocked. His eyes were violet in color.

“Did you like what you saw?” he asked with a mischievous grin.

“I did, probably as much as you did.”

“My name is Nathaniel Greyson and you can check out my ass anytime you want. What would you like to drink, fine lady?” he said.

I ordered, “A Piña Colada and a double Jack and Coke neat.”

“You must be with someone, since I don’t like Jack Daniels. Your boyfriend or husband?”, he asked as he mixed the drinks.

I showed him my ring as I said, “Husband. Jason mentioned you. You do look like a very special friendly type. If you have the time, come over and let me have a dance with the handsome man with violet eyes.”

He handed me the drinks and said, “I will definitely try to break free long enough for a dance, but I won’t have time for anything more tonight.” He then blew me a little kiss and turned to fix some drinks for another customer sitting at the bar.

I took our drinks back to the table as my little monkey returned. We talked about the resort and bar. We discussed what a great meal we had and then a couple of musicians, Jones & Tork, entered the bar and set-up in the corner with the piano. They played good slow dancing music and even though they weren’t superstars, they knew how to play.

When the music started, Randall took me to the dance floor. It was getting busier as groups and couples began arriving. Randall moved me around the dance floor and I started showing myself off and my dancing moves. I used to be a pretty good dancer; it’s nice to know I hadn't forgotten how. After a few dances, Randall escorted me back to our table.

Randall isn't a big fan of dancing, even though he can hold his own. So I knew it would be a while before I could get him on the floor again. He went to the bar to get us another drink.

On the other side of the dance floor was a table of four young men about college age, 20-25 years old. One of them, a tall brunette with a cute face and bright smile, got up and walked toward me.

When he reached the table with that big smile shining he asked, “Good evening, would you like to dance” and held his hand out. Randall was nearing the table. Oh goody, time to have some fun. I’ll throw him a curveball and let him go back to his friends without having to turn him down.

I said, as I motioned with my hand towards Randall, “I would enjoy a dance with a handsome young man like you, but you’ll have to ask my husband.” Perfect, I gave him a nice complement and didn't have to shoot him down. Randall would handle this.

Randall was standing behind the gentleman and heard everything. “This is my wife Ella, and I would consider it a favor if you danced with her. That way I can get off my old, tired feet and my young wife can enjoy herself dancing.”

I was completely caught off guard by this turn of events. Randall took my hand and placed it in the hand of my young admirer. “What’s your name son?” he asked.

“I’m Sam, Samuel Horwitz sir, and I would be delighted to give you a chance to sit and rest.” He took my hand from Randall and led me out onto the floor.

As we danced, he moved me around the floor and I noticed he glanced at his friends and gave a big smile. I looked at Randall and he was resting comfortably in his chair watching us. He had a look on his face like the proverbial cat that had eaten the canary. My loving husband, that scheming little monkey, had double crossed me. I might as well enjoy Sam’s attention.

I looked up at Sam’s face and smiled. I rested the side of my head on his shoulder and moved closer into him. Now he was caught off guard, but recovered quickly by moving his hand to the top of my ass and pulled me tighter to him.

I blew lightly on his neck and whispered, “You’re a good dancer.” And momentarily ground my hips into him. I looked over at Randall and saw he was aware of what was going on as he gave me a wink and a knowing look.

Oh my god, this brings old memories and feelings bubbling up from my past. This could be very interesting.

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Ella remembers, before the kids were born, when she and Randall went out on a promising evening of lust.

This particular time, Randall and I went out to a bar to spice up our sex lives, there were so many gorgeous guys that I could choose from to come home with Randall and me. 

Randall and I had already talked about it and tonight was the night that we would take home someone for me to fuck along with Randall. This had been a fantasy of ours for a while and tonight we were going to make it happen. 

I was ready and even though I had not chosen yet, I was wet at the prospect of a threesome. 

So I prepared; I wore a little black mini skirt with a red, deep V-neck halter that showed off my assets very nicely. Randall and I took a booth in the back so that if I choose someone we could sit and get to know each other better before going any further. 

There were a number of gorgeous hunks from which to choose. So Randall took me out on the dance floor so that I could be seen. After that first dance, I was asked to dance by several different guys over the next couple of hours. As I danced with the guys trying to choose, I was getting wet. I could feel how hard they were as we danced and they knew I was wet for them as they rubbed my breast and ass. 

After about two hours of dancing and looking over the guys I narrowed it down to two. When I asked Roland, he said why decide let’s take them both. These two had lean muscles and divinely sculpted bodies, with wide, powerful shoulders. 

Their names were Jack and Damien. They were in the Navy and were leaving for a six month cruise in two days. Randall and I both looked at each other and smiled. 

We sat in our booth at the back of the bar for a while talking and getting to know each other. Randall sat on one side of the table as I sat between the guys on the other side. I could not resist Jack, who sat to my right. I reached over and took his cock into my hand and played with him. He was thick and long. I could barely close my hand around his cock. 

Damien saw what I was doing and began to play with my breast through my top. I slipped off my shoes and reached under the table with my feet and began to run my feet over his hard cock. 

I leaned over and kissed Jack’s thick lips passionately. Our tongues played around the roof of our mouths, teasingly withdrawing then coming together again briefly and pulling back again. I gripped Jack’s thick member and gave it a tight squeeze.

Jack let out a moan into my mouth. 

I giggled and turned to Damien and kissed him on his lips passionately. I gripped Damien’s thick cock and gave him a tight squeeze also. Damien choked back a moan. 

I looked at Randall and said that it was time to go. We all got up to leave; neither Jack nor Damien had a car so we piled into ours and headed home. 

Once we got home, I led them to the bedroom as Randall locked up. I turned and reached behind my neck to untie my halter top letting it slowly glide down to the floor, I then took the zipper of my skirt and slowly pulled it down and let it fall to the floor. As I stood there wearing only my stockings and high heels, I reached my hands out for both Jack and Damien’s cocks. They were still rock hard. I kissed Jack and then I kissed Damien and said to both get undressed. 

As I stood and watched them pull off their tight tee shirts and then their jeans, I knew that I was in for a wild ride. These guys were long, thick and oh so hard. They were not much bigger or longer than Randall but they were impressive.

I reached over and took Damien into my hand and began to stroke him. As I lowered to my knees, I licked my lips and let my tongue drift along his erect shaft.

I took him whole into my watering mouth. My head bopped up and down the slippery cock, my tongue tickled the tip each time I moved up along the long shaft. 

Damien brought his hands down to my head and assisted me further onto his cock. The movement sent his sex to the back of my throat. 

Faster and faster he moved. My hands gripped harder against Damien’s butt. Damien felt the buildup as his balls ignited with excitement. 

I told him to hold on as I wanted him in my butt hole. 

He loved the sound of that as he pulled his cock from my mouth and knelt down behind me. 

By now Randall and Jack were waiting their turn. As I waited for Damien to begin to stretch me, I grabbed Jack by his cock and brought him to my mouth and let my tongue drift along his erect shaft. 

Randall reached down and started to tongue me. 

By now Damien had dropped to his knees and his hand ran smoothly over my ass. 

He wet his index finger in his mouth and wiggled it into my tight little hole. 

It felt so good. 

Another finger dipped into my back passage. 

I wiggled my ass in appreciation. 

Damien rotated his fingers stretching and expanding my hole. He lowered his tongue between the crack and ran it up and down as his fingers worked my ass. 

As I sucked on Jack’s cock, I moaned in pleasure as he placed a third finger in my ass. 

Damien moved his fingers faster and faster in my ass. The sight of my delicious backside only made his cock expand even further, he was about to explode. 

With lightning speed Damien withdrew his fingers and guided his ready cock into me. 

Damien slammed into my behind hard. The energy between us heightened. Back and forth, in and out he went. The speed swift, balls slapped together, skin wet and hot. 

With all his might Damien grabbed me by the hips and rode me harder. 

I groaned around Jack’s cock, my pussy was dripping from Randall’s tongue. 

Damien panted. He gave one big slam across me and there was a warm splash in the depth of my ass. 

Breathing heavily he withdrew his limp cock. 

Jack pulled his cock out of my mouth, panting, breathless. His cock was rock hard and ready to burst as he pushed into my tight ass. 

He rubbed my behind lightly then guided his cock into the welcoming tunnel. The pleasure traveled through every cell of our bodies. Each time he rammed into me, tiny currents of pleasure zapped through our body. 

Jack growled as he fucked my ass. 

He retracted his large cock then dipped the tip back in, withdrew again and then dipped back in whole. I felt my body tremble, the heat of Jack’s cock sent me to a place I’d never reached before. 

Jack exploded, panting, hot and excited! 

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I was brought back from my memories as I felt Sam’s hand moving in a circular motion from the small of my back to the top of my ass. “I love the way you’re dancing. You are one sexy lady.” Sam whispered into my ear.

The song ended. Before I pulled away from Sam, I pulled his face down to mine and gave him a peck on his cheek. As he drew his head back up, I made sure to drag the tip of my tongue down along his jawline. It caught him off guard and he jerked back to look in Randall’s direction.

He turned his attention back to me to see me slyly smiling at him and then I gave him a quick wink.

“Would you like to meet my friends?” he asked.

I replied, “If they are as nice as you, I definitely would like to meet them. Are you sure you want to share?”

He took my hand and led me to his table saying, “ I've never been the selfish type.”

Sam led me to his table where his three buddies sat watching us approach. He introduced me to the group. “Guys, this beautiful lady is Ella. Ella this is my twin brother Moses, our younger brother Jerry, and our friend Louis Fine.” Sam said as his friends all stood.

Louis had very curly red hair and cute face. He said, “I’m the smart one; I come from a different gene pool. What can I get you to drink?”

“A Piña Colada, please.” He left to go get my drink.

Across the table from me was Jerry. He was 6’3” tall about 210 pounds and I didn’t see any fat, just a broad set of shoulders. He was a big man with a crew-cut. He had a lazy right eye that didn’t quite match the sight line of his other eye. He leaned across the table and took my hand into his. His huge hand swallowed mine. “Ella, everyone calls me Curly, because of my hair. I’m the fun one.”

“I bet you are, Curly. You’re a big man.”

“Yes I am, in so many ways.” He said with a smile and a nod.

Moses took my hand next, except he brought it up to his lips and lightly kissed the back of my hand. “Welcome lovely lady, I am so happy to meet you.” He gave Sam a nasty look as he said, “I don’t like the name Moses, and I go by my middle name Harry. I’m the best one.”

“Mom calls him Moe.” Sam said with a small laugh.

Jerry chuckled, “We think its short for Moe-ron.”

“Stop that you knuckleheads before I have to slap you around.” Moses/Harry said, as he gave both of his brothers a blistering look.

I moved to Harry’s side and pulled him toward the dance floor. “Let’s dance while they giggle away Harry.” We walked to the dance floor and he took me into his arms.

Harry and I danced a few minutes. As he started to lead me back to their table, I said, “I have to tell my husband that I’m going to be a while. Could you freshen my drink while I’m gone?”

Harry stopped dead in his tracks and said, “He’s your husband? You’re married?”

“Yes, but he doesn't mind if I make new friends.”

“OK I’ll get you another drink, but hurry back. We have to leave early tomorrow morning.” He then released my hand and I headed over to Randall.

“Are you having fun princess?” My husband asked as I returned to our table.

He didn't seem upset at all. I knew where this could lead us, but I wasn't sure if I wanted to go there. I stood behind him and with my hands on his shoulders. I bent and kissed his cheek as I whispered into his ear, “Go back to our suite and wait for me. I’ll be up in a little while.”

“How late are you going to be?” He said with an expectant look.

“Do you mind if I stay out late with the boys.”

He smiled and patted my hand. “As long as I get to hear all the details, stay out as late as you want. Remember we’re scheduled to go to Universal Studios tomorrow.”

I gave him a big kiss and watched him leave the bar.

I returned to Sam’s table and spent the next hour and a half dancing and flirting with those four young men. As the dancing continued, hands were exploring and hips were humping. All four had their hands on my ass and tits before it was over. I had my hands full too. Jerry really was big and believe it or not Harry was the best. When I ran my hand down the front of his pants, I thought he had a roll of salami in there. He was huge! Things were getting interesting.

I spoke, “Guys.” They were all looking at me. “I have to go and make sure my husband is tucked in for the night. I can’t promise anything, but I might be back down in a few minutes. Maybe then we can finish this party somewhere more intimate.” I then went around the table and gave them each a deep kiss. Their hands were all over me.

“Bye, have a drink and maybe I will see you again in about twenty minutes.”

They all told me to hurry back.

As I walked to our room, I was playing everything through my head. My pussy was soaked and my nipples hard. I was so horny. I needed a good fucking. I was hesitant to make that decision to be the sex toy for four handsome virile young men. To be fucked senseless by them. To have them filling up all my holes with their cocks and feeling the cum leaking from my pussy and ass. To taste their saltiness as I took their juice down my throat.

I really wanted this, but it scared me too; to let myself go wild again after so many years. What would Randall say? He always enjoyed sharing me, but this time he wouldn't be there.

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This was co-written by LizLoops (me) and RolandLoops (my duller half). If you don’t like it blame Roland, I do.

This story was expertly edited by FrogPrince. Thanks Cal you helped us take it to the next level.