We were home and had the usual problems about being discrete because of our social and business positions.
Every year tens of thousands of music fans come to Nashville for Fan Fair. There are nightly concerts, street parties, venues to get autographs and general revelry all over town.
Carol and I decided we'd scout around and see if we had any opportunities for a sex game. Friday night was the annual Kick Off concert and Block Party. The concert was in Centennial Park and the block party was on West End Avenue. We walked to the park and joined the boisterous crowd. It was a warm summer night. Carol wore a loose fringed short skirt and a gauze halter top with guitars printed on it, a Stetson hat and cowgirl boots. Her nipples were on proud display.
Alan Jackson was on stage singing his big hit "Good Time." The crowd started line dancing and Carol got in the line. When she kicked to the rhythm you might have got a peek of her bald mound. The next song was a Texas Two Step and I held out my hand to Carol and off we went. About half way through the song someone tapped me on the shoulder and asked if they could cut in. I looked at Carol and she smiled and held out her arms. Carol snuggled up in his arms and twirled around the floor. A slow song came on, she threw her Stetson to me and she molded her body to his, put her arms around his neck and her head on his shoulder. The young man looked down at Carol then smiled. She pressed her body to him and ran her leg between his legs brushing against his cock. When the song ended she pulled him over to me and made the introductions, "Bill, this is my husband Dick. Dick this is Bill. He's in town for Fan Fest."
I shook his hand and smiled at him, then asked Carol, "Are you having fun?"
Carol leaned into Bill, put her arm around his waist and said, "I know a way to have more fun."
Carol whispered to Bill, "I'd like to fuck you and Dick likes to watch and maybe participate."
Bill looked startled but happy. He said, "I'm staying at the Peabody. Would you like to come up to my room for a nightcap?"
Carol looked up at him then gave him a passionate tongue twirling kiss. Then she pulled me to her and kissed me and whispered, "Thank you. I love you."
Carol looked around and reached down and stroked his cock through his pants. She smiled and said, "Your prick feels happy." We started walking towards the hotel when we were in a dark part of the park Carol reached into my pants and said, "Another happy prick."
Bill stopped walking and said, "I have to tell you both something, I'm bisexual."
Carol and I smiled and I said, "The more sex the better."
We got to the hotel and when we got in the elevator Carol put her arms around his neck and kissed him with erotic passion. We got to his room, which was a suite with sitting areas, a luxurious bathroom and a giant king sized bed. Bill called room service and ordered some champagne. At first we were all a bit unsure of how to proceed.
I suggested some music to dance to. I turned my Ipod on and selected a romantic playlist. I held my hand out to Carol and she draped herself in my arms. As we danced I murmured sweet words in her ear and caressed her bare buttocks underneath her skirt. She pressed her bald mound on my leg and raised her knee to graze my hardening cock. The next song came on and Carol pulled Bill to the floor and put her arms around his neck, her head on his shoulder and hickey kisses on his neck. Soon they were dry humping to the music. It was sex to dance to.
After the dancing Carol sat back on the couch and pulled her skirt off, her mound flushed with lewd dampness and her cunt lips engorged. She then pulled her halter top off. Her breasts were breathtaking.
I walked over to the couch and got on my knees in front of her, smelling her lusty scent. I put my mouth over her mound as she started fingering herself. Carol put her feet on the floor and raised her cunt up to my tongue.
There was a knock on the door, "Room Service. Your champagne."
Carol smile at the both of us and opened the door naked. The waiter blushed and stammered, "Where do you want this?"
Carol took the cold bottle from him and ran it over her breasts, making her nipples jut out. She reached out and groped his cock, then smiled at him and said, "Another happy dick." Carol was shameless in her lust for sex. The waiter looked around the room and saw two men and a beautiful naked woman. He started backing towards the door. Carol said, "You can stay if you want. What's your name"
"Jamal"
She walked up to him and put her arms around his neck and kissed him with erotic intensity. He lowered his arms and cupped her ass cheeks, pulling her into him.