All Chapters of The Slaved Virgin Offering: Chapter 711 - Chapter 720

When we got back to the house, it was still relatively early. We decided to watch a movie. In what was either an amazing coincidence or telling sign, Victoria had rented the movie "Unfaithful." We sat on the tatami floor around a square coffee table that was about a foot off of the ground. One of its corners was pointed toward the TV. Ali and Fiona sat on the side of coffee table to the left of the TV, and Victoria and I sat on the side to the right. Though it had been warm outside, the air conditioning had been cranked to high while we were gone and it was now chilly in the house, so Victoria got two blankets and we each shared one. She turned off the lights so that the only source of light in the room was the TV. As the movie started, Fiona snuggled up close to Ali under their blanket, putting his arm around her shoulder and laying her head on his chest. To my surprise (and delight), Victoria snuggled in close to me as well. I made sure the blanket was wrapped around us well and the

I awoke in the middle of the night to the sound of voices. The room was dark and it took me a moment to remember where I was. When I did, I realized that Victoria was no longer in bed with me. And I realized that the voices I was hearing weren't the sounds of people talking. They were the sounds of people fucking. I got up out of bed immediately and walked slowly toward the door to the living room. As I got closer, I could see the outline of someone standing in the doorway, looking out into the living room. It was Victoria, still in her panties and tank top, her head craned around the door. I came up behind her and put my hand gently on her back, which startled her. I looked over her shoulder to see what she was watching.In the living room, on the small sofa, not more than 15 feet away from us, Fiona was straddling Ali, bucking up and down on his enormous cock. They were both completely naked, and Fiona was moaning. I could see Fiona's breasts for the first time and they were remarka

Two married couples are forced to share a hotel room.*************Sometimes there are moments in life that have the potential to radically alter the course of your marriage. For my wife Lara and I, that moment happened on the first night of a vacation in Aruba.We'd been married for 11 years and it was the first time we'd left the kids for more than a night. We were with our friends, Bryan and Stephanie, who were basically carbon copies of us. Like us, they'd been married for over a decade and had two kids. Like us, they were both professionals who had met in grad school. Like us, they worked too hard and hadn't had a real vacation away from their kids since they'd been born. Like us, they'd been looking forward to this vacation for a long time.Lara and I had a good, though not particularly adventurous sex life. We kept ourselves in pretty good shape, and Lara, now 37, didn't look a day older that she had when we married. She was beautiful, with long curly brown hair and a lean, at

I was also in the mood for a change of position, but chose to go in the opposite direction. I pulled out of Lara and rolled her onto her back. I then crawled on top of her, into the missionary position and drove my cock back into her, causing her to gasp in pleasure. I began thrusting steadily, creating a slapping noise with each thrust. We too were still covered by the sheets from the waist down, but I could tell that we had Bryan and Stephanie's full attention.We continued to fuck like this, side by side, for quite a while, steadily increasing our pace. The moaning and grunting was more frequent and audible now. Stephanie had a high-pitched, very girlish voice and that translated into a sort of squeal as she built toward orgasm. It was unlike any sound of pleasure I'd ever heard from a woman and I found it incredibly arousing.For several minutes now, Bryan had been unabashedly groping Stephanie's chest through her shirt, which had contributed to the squealing. Then he did somethin

We eventually reunited with Stephanie and Bryan and went together to the front desk to check on the room situation. I was actually hoping that we had to continue sharing a room and I wondered if the others were thinking the same thing. When Arlo the hotel manager came out and I saw the expression on his face, I knew we were in for at least one more night together. He was clearly mortified by the circumstances, promising us refunds, more free food and drink, massages and other amenities. While we happily accepted the freebies, we didn't give him a hard time at all. In fact, both Lara and Stephanie (who were doing most of the talking) were their normal charming selves, smiling and reassuring Arlo that it wasn't his fault and that we completely understood. He clearly wasn't expecting that kind of response and looked both relieved and puzzled by it.We had a great time that day, swimming, snorkeling, eating and drinking. By mid afternoon, we were all a little spent and had fallen asleep i