A Surprised Blow Job In A Hong Kong Bar !

My wife Melissa is one of the most sexual people I have ever known; we have been married a long time, and she still works hard to keep the spice in our life. Melissa intoxicates me with her enthusiasm, and we both enjoy the added adventure to our dates and outings.

From the start of our time as a couple, we have enjoyed travelling and have explored together with ourselves and inviting others pleasures of life.  Mel and I traveled to Hong Kong for a quick vacation and sexual buffet, a city that never sleeps. For the first couple of nights, we walked around, admiring the beautiful women who seemed to be everywhere.

We met up with some swinger expats at a local bar one evening, which were kind enough to give us guidance in all Hong Kong can offer. Luckily, we obtained tickets to one of the most exclusive high-end clubs in downtown. Melissa surprised me with a lovely black low-cut dress that showed off her sexy bare-back. My wife’s nipples were hard and perky even though she wore no bra; her body always makes me hard. Her attire choice did its job correctly; every eye on the room turned to watch while she glided across the floor, the lights catching her silver shoes. Melissa likes to be the center of attention, especially with men; she commanded every ounce of feminine sexuality in that room on that evening. There was a secret hidden between those soft thighs; she would reveal with time, and that was a pair of crotch-less panties.

The evening was warm. I had chosen some loose linen blazer, grey slacks, and a white shirt; it was casual but appropriate for the places we're going. I had my own secret, and that was there was no underwear beneath my assemble. We found a table on the room's outskirts but close to the center that gave us a vantage point to see everyone pass. The men started to hang around, trying to catch a peek up Melissa’s dress every now and then, and she would give them a flash then giggle from the excitement. A quick glance at my wife kicked off an internal debate on whether I could make it through the night without stealing her away to the restroom for a quickie. My plan at the hotel when I left the underwear in my suitcase was to have a bit of exhibitionist public fun.

Melissa and I stepped out of the taxi; we were in a different world; the bar was light up in a way that reminded me of Vegas only with a lot more class. It was apparent this place catered to those with lots of zero’s in their bank account. We stepped onto a red carpet that led us to the usher and valet; everyone around us was beautiful. I envied the valet driver’s job while we stood outside, we saw Ferrari’s, Lamborghinis, Rolls, Porche’s and even a few McLaren’s. The entire front row of parked vehicles were supercars of the highest caliber. There was enough money in just what we could see to pay off all our bills and set us up for life. The women coming out of those automobiles were amongst the most beautiful we had ever seen even up to this day. Had I been made to choose, it would have been impossible. Four couples ahead of us in line was someone who captured my special attention. She was tall, almost six feet down her back hung long black hair that sparkled under the neon, this Asian woman had the body of a goddess. Even Melissa pointed her out, “That woman has the longest tanned legs I have ever seen.” I whispered back to her, “And look at that tight hard ass they connect too.” Melissa winked at me, “I am not the only one who likes little black dresses.” Our Asian goddess was wearing a black dress with a slit up the side that ran to her navel; it was apparent there were no panties under that thin, clingy fabric and her nipples looked hard enough to pierce through the silk. 

Standing beside the Asian Goddess was a tall, muscular boyfriend who moved with confidence and control. Melissa grabbed my arm then whispered into my ear, “He is delicious eye-candy.” I was already getting excited. I kept having to swallow as I salivated. This woman stopped every man there with her beautiful legs, and several women stared shamelessly. Subtly, Melissa laced our fingers together as we started gingerly tailing the Asian Goddess and her eye candy boyfriend. Melissa is bold in her adventures; she would hang around just out of their circle until the perfect opportunity presented, then she would connect with one of them. I adore watching my wife pick up a playmate for us.

Her good-looking boyfriend attended our Asian Goddess; he had his hand over her shoulder in an attempt to establish an impression of possession that might have impressed other men, but I knew Melissa would find it a challenge. One look at her my wife’s face, and I knew that Melissa had her thoughts already lined up about what she would do if she had him under her control. She stood in the shadows watching the attractive pair gauging how to approach them together and separate.

I adore watching my wife work from across the room; she is sensual in her chase of a sexual partner. The night club had several bars and dance areas; each one was designed on a theme. We followed them to one of the bars; it was enjoyable for people to watch the crowd as we walked by but never taking our attention off our particular club. As the night progressed, we danced and chatted with other people from all over the world. Melissa enjoyed flirting with men and women, but neither of us was willing to give up our pursuit of the prize.

After several drinks with Melissa getting even more brazen, the time seemed right to make our way over to our Asian Goddess and her male companion. My heart started to pound with excitement; just watching the Asian Goddess stimulated my passion. Melissa smiled at me; she knew when I was excited, “She is hot, isn’t she?” After a hard gulp, I finally answered, “Yes!” Mellisa ran her hand up my thigh and nibbled on my ear lobe before, “You would do her, wouldn’t you?” I groaned from the tightness of my expanding penis and full testicles; this time, I was unable to formulate words, so I nodded my head in agreement. Melissa smiled as she danced us towards the couple; she whispered in my ear, “Let me tease you even more.”

The stirring between my legs left me out of breath; the feel of Melissa breathing on my neck covered me in goosebumps; my wife breathed a bit heavier as she enjoyed the response of my body. I stared at the Asian goddess in front of me as we danced even closer to the couple; the girls connected and started to chat. These two women appeared to be besties to an outsider as they leaned in to hear each other over the loud bar music. It was evident to me and the boyfriend from the looks both the girls were sending towards us men as they flirted with each other these girls knew their partners were excited, and they enjoyed being part of the sexiness of the moment.

The conversation started with women's customary exchange; they complimented each other on how they looked and how sexy they were. During their conversation, I learned the woman’s name was Sian. Melissa was quick to tell how excited I was with Sian’s body. Sian enjoyed the power she had over other people; she started to flirt with both of us. The boyfriend was staring with no sense of shame at Melissa’s breasts; it was apparent this man thought my wife was sexy and attractive. We all began to talk and flirt with each other it was fun, but the roar of the music made it difficult actually to communicate. Sian and I started to dance with each other while Melissa latched onto the boyfriend for a bit of dirty dancing. There was something about this Asian Goddess that made me squirt a bit of pre-cum in my slacks.

Sian smelled like heaven. I wanted to bury my face in her neck then slide down that body to taste what was under that sexy dress that worked its way up that perfect body as we grinded against each other. I glanced over to see my wife her back pressed up against the boyfriend’s chest, his hands casually cupped Melissa’s breasts while his thumb drew slowly lazy circles around those hard perky nipples. My wife wrapped her arms around his neck and arched back towards him, her ample bottom rubbed against the stranger's groin. At that moment, all I could think of was this man shoving his cock into my wife while his Asian Goddess sucked me off. The two women winked at each other, both of them flushed from the excitement of meeting as well as the dirty dancing.

The music changed from a base filled, hard stomping rhythm to a more sensual slow swing. I grabbed Sian and pulled her close to me; her breasts traced electric loaded lines across my chest. She reached her hand around to squeeze my bottom in those slacks, and the response of my penis was more of teenagers than an adult who was married. We continued to whirl around the dance floor, weaving our way through other couples.

The women nodded their approval of the attention we were showing them, and I could sense the shift in our collective moods.  The more we rubbed against each other’s bodies, everything changed from our words, gestures, and general closeness all took on a more sexual tone. I wondered if his cock was throbbing as much as Sian had caused mine too. Melissa suggested we all head back towards the quieter area of the closest bar. The girls ordered some local famous fruit drink while I sipped on a high-end scotch, and the boyfriend ordered a locally brewed beer. After a few drinks, the girls excused themselves to powder their noses. For once, I was happy for the girls to have a chance to chat or do whatever they do in a washroom.

In the awkward moments, while the girls were gone from our presence, I learned the boyfriend’s name was Chris. The majority of our discussion centered around how hot the girls were and how much fun the group of us were having with each other. I went to the bar to pick up the third round of drinks for everyone while we waited for our dates to return to the table. When I turned around, the girls were making their way across the floor, wading through guys who all asked them to dance. “Beautiful!” Chris said as the ladies walked toward us on their high heels.

Melissa and Sian were holding hands; they playfully rubbed their shoulders with each other. Both of the girls had huge smiles on their faces; it stretched from ear to ear; I thought I could see one of Melissa’s nipples pressing through her sleek black dress. One look at this stranger I had just met, and it was apparent our thoughts were the same; we both imagined what they had done to each other in the washroom. I could close my eyes and see my wife running her fingers through Sian’s perfect hair pulling her close to tease those full lips before she pushed her talented tongue deep down Sian’s throat. I groaned as my mind turned to Sian, running her hands across Melissa’s round firm bottom. The tent that formed in Chris’s pants informed me he was definitely thinking the same as I was. The girls giggled at our reaction while they lightly touched each other in front of us; they teased us across the large open floor as they made their way back to the table.

“Do you guys like what you are seeing?” Sian asked. She did not wait for an answer to her rhetorical question; instead, she leaned in towards us, both letting her perfume fill the space, “We are both dripping wet,” she added with a wink.

Sian lifted a finger to her full, slightly swollen lips and slid it inside her mouth; she smiled at me as she sensually pulled it out then ran it over her lips before dropping her hand nonchalantly to her side again. Then she did something bold even in Hong Kong, and she slid her fingers under that tight dress between those thighs; it was apparent where her finger finally came to rest. “Fuck!” I said. Melissa stepped closer to me, took my hand, and brought it to her thigh. My wife locked eyes with Chris as she flashed me a brief smile then guided my fingers under the short hem of her dress to that soaking wet pussy. I eagerly slid my finger through the wetness to discover the feel of my surprise those crotch-less panties she had worn all night.

The satin fabric was soaked with my wife’s juices those pussy lips were engorged, wholly swollen, and slick with her pussy honey. I slid my finger up to her clit lazily circling her hard nub as she leaned in to whisper in my ear, “Get those fingers wet.” Melissa slid her hand down to my crotch; she tickled my shaft through the fabric of my slacks. My hard cock was throbbing hard as it waited for attention, something Melissa was determined to give me. She slowly unzipped my slacks. I tried to stare into her eyes, but she pushed my face towards Sian; my fingers still rubbed up against her sensitive clit.

My wife unzipped me and reached inside to discover there was no underwear between us. I glanced back to look at her face when she realized my surprise for her, and a smile appeared on her face. “This will give me easier access to your balls,” She whispered as her hand wrapped around my veiny shaft and gently jerked it. My fingers still played with Melissa’s pussy as she began to thrust against the invading fingers gently.

Sian stepped forward to slid her hand up under Melissa’s dress, the Asian Goddess teased my wife, our fingers entwining under cover of that little black dress.  Then Sian pulled my hand away from Melissa’s pussy, symbolically taking possession of what was supposed to be mine. She brought my hand to her stunning face, and I watched in awe as she slid my fingers slowly inside of her mouth. The touch of those swollen perfect lips on my skin sent a shiver through my body. “Melissa tastes so good,” she said. “Don’t you agree?” she finished with popping my fingers out of her mouth then winked at me.  “Yes, I do,” I replied.

I stared at Sian as Melissa continued to tease my cock in the confines of those slacks I had chosen for the evening. Melissa kept her body pressed against mine in the excitement of the club; no one would notice her slight actions under cover of the booth. With a groan, I watched as Melissa slid her hand out of my pants; she moved toward Chris then whispered something inaudible in his ear. He smiled at my wife, and then I watched her hands as they slid down to the handsome man’s belt. My wife caught my gaze before she undid his button and slid her hand into his pants. It was very hot to watch Melissa as she grabbed Chris’s cock, but I soon found it hard to concentrate when Sian slid her hand into my pants. I was throbbing hard as the two women began to pay serious attention to both of our shafts. “Melissa is going to suck on Chris’ big dick,” Sian whispered into my ear. I felt my cock swell even harder. “I am going to do the same to you,” she said. Her hand slid up and down my dick, and those long manicured nails scraped against my thin skin. Sian reached around to grab a handful of my ass for a hard squeeze as she tugged hard on my cock. I looked over at Melissa, and her eyes bored into Chris’ as her hands massaged the cock in his pants. “Do you want; there in my mouth?” Sian asked. “I want you to. I crave the taste of your hot cum on the upper-end.”

I nodded; there were no words needed between the two of us. We were in the middle of a crowded upper-end bar as this stranger teased my cock in my slacks. The four of us needed a place to go in order to allow us to enjoy the moment together; this was not my city, so I did not know where we should go. Chris leaned into Melissa to whisper into hers. I could not hear the words, but it was apparent they were; planning an out strategy. Sian continued to slowly stroke my cock, and her hands had a sexy rhythm up and down; if this gorgeous woman wanted to blow me, who was I to stop her. I looked over at Melissa once more, who was now whispering back into Chris’ ear; my wife’s hands were buried in a stranger’s pants, teasing his obviously massive shaft. She turned to me and smiled with a sexy wink; she continued to stroke him.

“Melissa’s going to do the same to Chris while I suck your shaft deep down my throat,” Sian continued to whisper. We were kind of slow-dancing as her hands moved between my legs. “You want that, don’t you? To feel my lips on your cock, pushing against the back of my throat. My wet lips on your head, the squeeze of my hand on your shaft. I want you to fill my mouth, to feel it on my tongue as you explode semen, then I want to swallow every drop of you.” I nodded as I continued to thrust against the hands that were massaging me. I was vaguely aware of the crowd around us, but they didn’t concern me. For the moment, there were only four of us standing in the crowded bar.

Sian looked into my eyes, “Are you ready for me?” Almost on command, Melissa and Chris moved closer to us and made a cover around Sian and me. Their arms were up on my shoulders as Sian dropped to her knees, she grabbed my cock and pulled it into her mouth while she lowered my pants down just enough to play at the moment. She slid out the head and licked it as her free hand cupped my balls. The situation was surreal but intense; she pulled me deep inside her mouth then looked up at me with her dark brown eyes. In the cover of Melissa and Chris, I could not see her well, but I could feel everything she did. I could tell she enjoyed herself and that she was good at giving blowjobs. I was about ready to burst when she put my cock away, stood up, and grabbed my hand. “That is enough for now. I will give you more later.”

We all made our way out of the bar and out onto the street; it was decided we would go back to Chris’ place as it was only a few miles from our location. We all climbed into his sleek Maserati sports car; me and Sian in the back while Melissa sat upfront her hand on his cock the entire time. Arriving at their apartment a couple of minutes later, a beautiful high rise condo in downtown Hong Kong, I held the door for both women as they stepped out of the car. Wispy clouds partially veiled the moon, lending the immediate environment a ghostly aura. Melissa looked around eagerly, visibly soaking in her surroundings. She was experiencing this first taste of Hong Kong with a childlike enjoyment that was positively endearing.

Chris lived in a penthouse with a doorman and a valet. He tossed the keys to the valet as we all followed him through the brass and glass doors. Melissa dropped to her knees in the elevator to nuzzle the handsome man’s crotch stroking him through the fabric and breathing in his scent. When the door opened on the top floor, he picked my wife up and threw her over his shoulder in a fireman carry. Melissa squealed in delight as this stranger lightly smacked her bottom.  Sian stood arm laced through mine, a smile on her face while our lovers played with each other. She leaned in nibbled on my ear then my neck, “Are you ready for me?”

Sian guided me to one of the large black leather couches that looked out over the Hong Kong night sky; she lowered to her knees and took my cock out; this time, she pulled my pants down to my ankles. She looked up at me intensely before she pulled my stiff shaft deep into her mouth. I watched her red lipstick stain my rod; it was sexy to see the trails of color left behind while she sucked me hard. Sian had perfect manicured fingers, and they teased my balls while I tried to stay in control. I had almost shot a huge load down her throat in the club, but this was different; she was more in control. Every time the semen rose, almost the head Sian slowed the rhythm down to keep me hovering.

Chris sat down in an overstuffed chair while Melissa gave him a lap dance, and they both enjoyed the show. I knew I would not be able to maintain control; this was too intense for me. I moaned out as the massive load in my testicles shot down this Asian Goddess’s throat; she gulped down every drop she could though the load spilled out onto her lips. Chris moaned out, “That is so sexy, Sian. I watched Sian get up from her knees; one of her fingers wiped her chin where some of my load escaped, but she had managed to swallow most of it down. She slipped her finger into her mouth, then licked it clean. My companion of the evening turned towards Melissa and smiled before closing the distance between the two of them. Sian grabbed a handful of my wife’s hair then gave her a long slow passionate kiss with lots of tongues, no doubt sharing all of the semen that was left. I buttoned up my pants as the two girls kissed and traded tongue caresses.

“Your turn,” Sian said to Melissa as she smiled over at Chris. Sian walked back over to me and sat in my lap while my wife dropped to her knees. Melissa gives good head; she enjoys control over a shaft and testicles. She has told me in the past that she likes the feel of her tongue as it rolls across my cock head, the control she has over my balls while she squeezes them. My wife will often slow jack me off while we watch a movie relaxing on the couch. Melissa craves the taste of my semen and will milk me just to lick up my sweet pre-cum and the cum load that shoots from the tip. I stared at my wife while she took Chris’ cock out of his pants, fascinated and aroused by the scene in front of me. Chris had a massive shaft.

I am not a small guy, but his length and girth were both impressive. I could tell that Melissa was salivating to try and get that entire penis in her mouth. Chris held her head while he thrust deep but slow into my wife’s mouth. Her eyes stared up at him as she swallowed every inch she could muster with each thrust of his manhood. Like me, all the stimulation at the club had him on the edge of losing control. It only took a few minutes before he thrust up with his hips and held Melissa tight against his groin. She didn’t blink when he unloaded pump after pump of creamy cum inside of her. I liked how her mouth strained as she swallowed his huge load. My wife is incredible, and it was amazing to watch her suck off another man.

Melissa stood up, smiled at us all her chest was rising and falling from the excitement of the blowjob she had just given. She walked over to Sian, who was still on my lap, and kissed the gorgeous woman deeply to share the load and return the favor. Sian took her into those perfect arms while she held my wife tightly, and they kissed passionately in front of us. When they broke up from their kiss, we went back to friendly conversation.

Chris got up and poured us all a glass of wine; the two girls sat beside each other on the couch, talking about how fast and fun the Maserati is when there is only a thin pair of panties between the seat and all that horsepower. They teasingly kissed each other while Sian slid her tongue deep down Melissa’s throat. Slowly Sian inched Melissa’s dress up along her thigh before the Asian Goddess lost her fingers inside the apex of my wife’s thighs. When Melissa let out a soft moan, both of us men knew where Sian’s fingers were.

“There,” Melissa gasped, “Yes,…right there.” Her breath was drawn out from her lungs as my wife appeared to be at a loss for words. Sian must have known it was the right time to take things further. Carefully she settled Melissa on her back and hovered over my wife’s heated body. Sian rested her palm against Melissa’s abdomen, taking delight in the flicker of muscles that welcomed her touch. “I want you to lie perfectly still, now,” she murmured, “Or I am afraid I will have to stop.”

Melissa swallowed nervously, and noisily her eyes darkened with a passion she did not answer, but she did not move either. “Do you understand?” Sian demanded. The word was barely audible, “Yes.” Sian bent her head down but paused when her mouth was an inch above Melissa’s. Slowly, she slid her fingers down until they once again encountered the wet warmth of Melissa’s desires. Immediately, Sian dove in and feasted on the creamy flesh of Melissa’s neck; she left a trail of light red bite marks that would soon disappear. Sian pulled away as suddenly as she dove in; this caused Melissa to shudder then gasp for air as her lover’s glistening fingers reappeared on my wife’s stomach.

The warmth of Sian’s palm soaked through Melissa’s dress. Sian’s eyes were wide with excitement and dark with the passionate hunger, and Melissa wanted to fall into them. There was a look of confusion that passed over my wife’s face, “Was  that it?” Melissa asked. Sian laughed, “That was my way of telling you how much I can’t get my hands off of you.” Lightly she traced her way down Melissa’s skirt for the second time, “And also a preview of tonight.”  She slid her arm around Sian’s waist, relished in the freedom to be this close to a woman so sexy. Melissa reached around to cup and caress Sian’s small firm ass cheek. In response, Sian playfully swatted my wife’s breasts laughing as she made them bounce.          

In one smooth movement, Sian pulled down Melissa’s low-cut dress; it hung loose on my wife’s shoulder; the fabric pooled about her waist. My wife’s gorgeous breasts exposed the air, and her nipples hardened at the coolness of the room. Sian stared at them for a few moments before she cupped them in her palms. Melissa’s breasts were a perfect fit for the Asian Goddess's tiny hands; they spilled over with the perky nipple slightly downturned, begging to be taunted even more. With desperation twinkling in her eyes, Sian leaned in to draw one coral nipple into her mouth while her strong, delicate fingers pinched the other one she slowly suckled the ever hardening nub that she was in control of.

I knew that Melissa would be soaking those crotchless panties that I had discovered while my hands teased her at the club. Melissa growled out her lover’s name then drove one leg between Sian’s thighs. My wife wrapped her arms tightly around Sian’s waist to pull her forward. The pressure must have been exquisite, and for an instant, Sian appeared to teeter on the brink of surrendering control; the woman wanted everything my wife could give her. 

“I am going to devour you,” Sian whispered. My wife stared into her brown eyes for a long time before she finally asked, “What does that mean?” Sian reached down and pulled my wife into a passionate kiss while she started to grind against Melissa’s soft thigh. Both women's hands never stopped exploring each other while their passion grew. Chris and I sat opposite each other, our attention on the two beautiful women who were wrapped up in a passionate embrace. I glanced over at my companion to find him gently stroking his shaft, bringing it back up to full orgasm. Melissa leaned back, and her breasts pushed into Sian’s mouth while the woman explores the soft, tender skin.

This might have been our honeymoon, but Chris and Sian made this night one of the most memorable of our marriage to date. The chance meeting at an expensive club had taken our honeymoon from pleasureful to exquisite, and my wife made sure I would remember our time in Hong Kong.