This is based on a real event, thought the names have been changed to protect the innocent. Enjoy. We spent nearly all day in the spa and much to the disappointment of the quick arrival and departure traffic, we did not engage in anything sexy till much later. This seemed like a shame to me as because it was a fully nude place, I saw a lot of nice looking cocks moving around. The thing was though, that they were interested really in Emm and not me. While this was in no a way a problem for me, Emm was in the mood to watch me with a guy. This was a mood that took her quite often and hey, who am I to complain. Late in the afternoon, the mood got the better of us and we found ourselves in the Restrooms – a silly name as very little rest goes on there! The were in was a large wall-to-wall bed that was surrounded by mirrors. The two of us lay on the bed and fooled around and then when I was nice and hard I began fucking Emm. This was pretty close stuff, we were locked in each others arms as well rolled and moved into other positions. As we moved we eventually turned to the door and realised that a crowd was there watching – about 8-10 guys, most of who were wanking. “Hmmmm,” I spoke up as I pumped Emm missionary style, “if any of you are bi, please come and join us!” There was no movement, not even any thanks, but no thanks! We kept our show up for a little while, but having so many spectators was doing nothing for us. We lay next to each other, the atmosphere feeling very awkard, but when I glanced over, the crowd had gone! “Such a shame,” she whispered in my ear, “did you see that big one one the end, “I bet even you would have struggled with that one!” “And I am sure you would have,” I countered, “but it would have been great to see it fucking you!” She moaned a reply. “Oooh, I continued, have you decided you want some cock now?” “Mmm,” she purred back, “maybe a little!” I told her I had an idea and I led her to a private room, with a door and a lock. “Stay here,” I said, “and check it is me before you let me in!” I went downstairs and to my relief the guy I was looking for was still there. Clinton was about 7 ft and I had learned earlier from Barbados, his smooth ivory skin and accent of course gave this away. I knew immediately that Emm would like him, but there was thing I needed to know. He was drinking a coffee at the bar and I went to speak to him. “Harry,” he said and laughed, “you have any joy, mate?” I laughed as well and told him. He took the chance to remind me that he was straight, (a compulsion most straight guys have when they find out you are bi!) and I of course explained that that was cool, but that I still needed the help of a nice big black cock. We got some looks as we strode through the restrooms where I knocked on the door and let Emm know it was me. She let me in and said, “Oh my, thank you Harry” as she saw Clinton walk in behind me. His height and skin colour created an awesome contrast as they went to each others arms and began kissing. I sat on the high bed (more like a counter) as I watched Emms arms disappear from their hug to the front if him and I knew that she was playing with his cock already. She moved and sat him on the counter opposite and she leant forward slightly to get her face to his cock. The view was totally obscured, I only got to see the back of her head bobbing and her shoulders rising and falling as she blew him. The view and the the sounds of her sucking were more than plenty and I sat there wanking my own hard on. I could not wait to catch a glimpse of his mind! I slid of the counter and knelt behind Emm. She is only 5ft tall which made it tricky, but I angled my neck down and my head up so I could me tongue onto her snatch. I was not disappointed as my tongue slipped smoothly down, parting her pussy. I stood and shuffled behind. “Yeah, Harry” Clinton said, “Fuck her man, let's fill her at both ends. Like I needed an invite I thought and after a clumsy nudge, she yelped on to his cock as I pushed in to my balls. She gagged as my movement pushed her onto his cock more than she was expecting. I grabbed her hips and banged my cock into her, a firm grip to hold her in place and I notice that Clinton was doing similar with her shoulders. She tensed and she took him from her mouth, my first glimpse of his manhood and as put her head to the bed at her side, letting me fuck her hard. It was thick and long and it glistened in the low light with a spread of her saliva all around it. She gasped and put her hand behind her to my my stomach. I stopped fucking her and she said, “Get him a condom.” I happily obliged and was very thankful that we had packed a couple of large ones. He put it on and I sat on the counter now, bringing her close to me. I wanted to feel the reaction of her body as this big thing invaded her. Her arms were round me and I watched as Clinton took his shaft in his fist (with still plenty of cock visible) as he moved in behind her. He arms tensed and she moaned as he whole body flinched and I knew that he was entering her. She continued to gasp and squeeze me until I felt a jolt in her body. Then another and a deep moan and I realised that he was in now and fucking her. “Oh, what a beautiful, tight snatch” he praised her as he built up rhythm. She was gasping with each push and it was a real turn on to be feeling his movements through her. I took her head in my hands and moved her back, we kissed and then I pointed her face down and pushed her mouth to my cock. There was much less danger of me making her gag, I am a slim 6 inches compared to his 8 or 9, and she let his pounding on her arse control the fucking her mouth gave me. I was worried I was close to coming so I moved away and moved Emm to her back so I could watch better. It was very difficult to leave my cock alone seeing his big black shaft sliding in and out, there just seemed to be so much of it! “OH GOD” Emm called out nowhere and I watched her body flex and spasm as she came on his cock. Breathing very hard, I was suddenly worried that she had kicked of an asthma attack, but she managed to find a voice, “Don't,” she panted, “come,” pant, “fuck me till you are ready and then dump it on my tits. Hmm I thought and Clinton took the reins once more, fucking her hard while she seemed to flail around like a rag doll. In what seemed like no time at all, he pulled out of her and whipped off his condom. He moved to her side and she added her hand to his as he wanked his come out over her tits. He was loud as he came and I could not help but wonder if that was for the benefit of those the other side of the door! Emm pulled him down, kissed him and then whispered something. He grabbed his towel and shook my hand as he left, “Cheers, man... you got a hot one there,” he said and closed the door behind. “I fucking know!” I said I obeyed Emm's beckoning. I moved between her legs and put my mouth to her pussy. “I love eating out,” I said between licks, “your fucked pussy!” She could only groan in response to that as she pulled me up her body. “Stop wasting time, Harry” she said, “if I let you fuck me now, will you clean these up?” she waved her hand around he tits, the light making silvery patterns of his come. I pushed my cock to her wet hole and pushed in. It always amazed me how tight she felt, especially after what I had just witnessed, her wetness almost pulling me in like a vacuum. I pushed in to my balls and reached up for my hair, pulling my head down. “You are such a good fuck, Harry,” and she put my face to her bosom, “If I cannot get you cock, then you should at least get to enjoy this...” And so I began fucking her and lapping my tongue out over her cute little A-cups, savouring the spill of our black friend.`