This is part two of of a night I surely won’t soon forget. My wife, Sarah, still weak in the knees from being tortured, teased and pleased by the 3 of us stood in the room wondering what was next. We had come to meet our great friends for some food and games and the focus of our little party quickly switched when a simple game of cards against humanity resulted in the four of us naked and the winner getting to call the shots for the remainder of the evening. The massage table, still damp from the pleasure Sarah had received awaited it’s next victim. Z, the husband of our couple friends and I both insisted that C be the next to enjoy. Sarah chimed in with excitement she couldn’t wait to please C like she had been. Yet none of this mattered as C still had control for the evening. Scott, she said, your turn. With the blind fold applied and laying vulnerable upon the table, the head phones drown out any outside noise and played a steady rhythm that also had various moans and sounds of pleasure and sex. I felt their hands start to caress and touch my body. I waited patiently to feel Sarah’s hands. I know them so well, small, usually cold, and always soft, but I never felt them. I couldn’t tell how many were touching me. Two? Four? We’re all 6 of them on my body? They were everywhere, so much so that I couldn’t honestly say where they were even at. Someone touched my foot which is the only place I am almost always ticklish and I rocked a bit. Then my neck, also sensitive, which made me tilt my head for better access. The touches were soft, warm, comfortable. I felt lips. Kissing me. Ahh. There she is. I know for sure that was Sarah. I couldn’t ever not know her kiss. Then I felt someone taking my growing cock into their mouth. Ohhh I exclaimed. Until that moment my mind was swirling with relaxation and wonder but knowing now where my wife was, who was taking my cock into their mouth. I swelled as the excitement built. I suddenly felt something sharp, tracing lines around my body, my legs, my chest and down my abdomen. I was definitely focused on the feeling and excitement growing between my legs. I felt someone cup my balls. Somewhere in the mix I lost Sarah and felt another mouth on my cock. Sarah’s for sure. Maybe? And then another. Switching back and forth? Then I felt a different kiss, definitely not Sarah. Somehow my hands had wandered and in my right was Sarah’s gorgeous ass. Ahhh I’m sure I said. My left was soft and warm, must be C? Both continued to wander between there legs, first reaching to the left. Soft. Warm. Wet. My fingers dove in and quickly got pulled away. Then I leaned to the right. Sarah was absolutely drenched! And again, quickly pulled away. Clearly I was not allowed to touch as any further searches resulted in nothing. Finally, I felt what I was waiting for. The sweet combination of someone’s hand slippery and stroking my cock and my nipple being flicked by someone’s tongue. And then another tongue on the other nipple. Oh fuck. This felt good. How many times have I imagined having two women both teasing me and playing with my nipples. I lost sense with who was doing what. I lost sense of time. Suddenly I felt my left hand being moved. Well this is different. I thought for sure I wouldn’t be allowed to touch again. But my hand was led to something different. Foreign even. Was that a toy? It was slick. Not fully hard. Oh that’s no toy. I felt it grow. I was slowly stroking Z cock. It felt so much different than my own. I was nervous. I had the thought of stroking another man before but never like this. I tried to match the rhyme I felt. Faster. But what if he doesn’t like fast. I couldn’t even tell, with the exception of feeling him grow and soften. Fast seemed to be the key but I always like slow. I carried it not knowing. Several times I felt something splash against my skin. Did he cum? But he stayed hard and don’t pull away so I stroked faster. Finally I swore I heard him. Maybe I got him close and he pulled away. I wondered if he had orgasmed, did I edge him. Did I ruin it. Was my first time ever totally drowned out of sound and site? My mind shifted back to myself. I could feel myself growing close. I breathed, deep, strained with more excitement. These were unfamiliar strokes. Very fast. More firm. Surely not Sarah. She’s slow and controlled. With little notice I could feel myself on the edge and gave the signal that only Sarah knows I’m about to be too close and quickly everything stopped. Paused, waited, and then started again. Maybe a different hand, I couldn’t tell, but still very fast. Another signal I was close and another pause. Over and over again, different hands, fast strokes and pauses. It was absolute bliss. I was in heaven feeling the orgasm build and fall over and over again. Finally, the headset pulled from my head I heard Sarah ask, do you want to cum? No. No. Definitely no. I want to keep feeling these waves of pleasure. Please no. And so they continued. At one point I could feel the speed build. So fast it was hard to distinguish how close I was. It snuck up fast, oh shit. They released but just a. One thing too slow. I held on, squeezed, but i could feel the cum build and leak. Not an orgasm but definitely too far. Someone was playing with my cum on my belly. The. The tip of my cock. Using it to stroke again. I let my head start to overcompensate for the pleasure. I’m taking too long, enjoying it too much, I need to let someone else enjoy this great pleasure. Slowly I could feel myself relax. Their hands slowed the strokes, held my weakening erection and the. Nothing. Blind fold off. Headset off. The entire room felt and looked different. Bright. It was difficult to stand. To regain my wits. Wow I felt and said. Feeling drained and exhausted. Finally coming back to reality and washed up, I was ready for what was next.