It is my honor once again to host Cal–with another sexy flash fiction story for this week’s theme and I do want to underscore sexy!!!
‘Weekend at Amour’
 

She’d only heard what she’d presumed were tall tales of what went on the last weekend of every month in the penthouse of the Hotel Amour. 

 
Yet as Amy surveyed the scene unfolding in front of her from the top step, she realized the stories of bacchanalia she’d heard were quite true. 
 
On just about every horizontal surface was some form of frenzied copulation going on, singles, couples, threesomes, and even more. 
 
There were tables laden with food on one side, with a copious bar on the other and a sweet-smelling pallid haze hung over the room.
 
As her eyes swept across the vast room, she saw adults of every size, shape andcolour, and every persuasion and orientation it appeared too. 
 
There was some barely discernable ambient world music playing, but it was drowned out by simultaneous moans, groans and screams filling the suite. 
 
Adonis-personified stood arms akimbo, with two lithe young women kneeling in front and behind him, pleasuring him with their tongues. 
 
A dominatrix strode by purposefully, leading her sissy slave by a leash, the chain disappearing down into the folds of the frilly, flouncy dress. 
 
An older man grunted and roared as he emptied the contents of his balls deep into the comely behind of another man bent over the back of a couch. 
 
Inside a tight circle of men jerking off lay a curvy woman on a coffee table, a Magic Wand buried in the folds of her pussy, raising her hips to squirt.
 
Four bodies seemed impossibly tangled on a plush rug in front of a gently crackling fireplace, with tongues and hands and legs everywhere.
 
A man and a woman 69-ed on a settee, the lady hovering above him and her thighs shivering and nearly buckling in the throes of her orgasm. 
 
However, it was a couple in the middle of the melee that she was drawn to as she felt her insides jump and a familiar stirring between her legs.
 
She was slim, tall, and her milk chocolate skin positively glowed in the warm but somewhat dim lighting, vital and alive with sexual energy.
 
Her long fingers were buried in the cascading curls of a blonde head that was rhythmically bobbing up and down in front of her crotch.
 
But it was her eyes that drew Amy towards her. She had inadvertently locked gazes, and now couldn’t look away even if she wanted to. She didn’t.
 
The young woman had perfect orbs for breasts, with large areola surrounding plump nipples, and they were hypnotizing, bouncing up and down slowly. 
 
The blonde stopped to catch her breath, and oh! Was that a stiff black cock jutting out proudly, glistening lustily in the shimmery light?
 
She stuck out her hand towards Amy and made a languid ‘come hither’ gesture. A damp heat emanating from Amy’s core made the decision for her. 
 
Tingling with anticipation, she stepped down and into the seething mass of intertwined, grinding bodies, headed to the center of the room.

 

Thank you, Cal,  for another sexy and sultry post–it is always my pleasure to host you!!!

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