Chat, Meet and Engage - A detailed story about an Interracial triangle relationship.

Rovi: Rovi as usual clicks next button on his mobile to see a random guest to chat in the naughty text only chat application.

Ben: Ben nervously sits beside Sherry on the plush hotel bed, as he types out their first message. His eyes wander over her curves, tracing the line of her neck down to the swell of her breasts beneath the thin fabric of her nightgown. She nods encouragingly, hoping that this adventure will find someone interesting.

Rovi: Hello.

Ben: Hey there, I'm Ben. What brings you to this app tonight?

Rovi: Ah. Another guy? I thought I could chat with a woman. What's up bro. Rovi here. Male 23 Indian.

Ben: Ben's pulse quickens as he reads Rovi's message. He clears his throat and leans closer to Sherry, whispering, "This could be our guy. He is young" She nods, her eyes gleaming with excitement. Ben responds casually, "Just looking for some good conversation and maybe some company. Nothing too crazy." He glances at Sherry, who nods

Rovi: How's it going. Any luck so far?

Ben: Ben's fingers tap out a message on the screen, the excitement in his voice palpable as he leans closer to Sherry, who's perched on the edge of the bed, her knees drawn up to her chest. "Just passing the time," he writes, playing it cool. He feels a gentle pressure on his shoulder as Sherry whispers, "Tell him I'm in the bathroom. Get him interested." Ben nods, and his message reflects the hint of a smile tugging at his lips. "Actually, my wife is just in the bathroom, but she's pretty eager to join if the conversation is interesting enough. What do you do for fun, Rovi?"

Rovi: Oh! You are two people? Asl please

Ben: Ben's heart races as he reads Rovi's message. He glances at Sherry, who's watching him expectantly, her eyes filled with excitement. She nods, and he takes a deep breath before responding. "ASL? Sure, I'm Ben, 32, male, from the US. And my partner is Sherry, a beautiful 35-year-old woman, also from the US. She's in the bathroom getting ready to join us. We're looking for some fun tonight, maybe someone who's open-minded and adventurous. What about you, Rovi?" He tries to keep his voice calm and casual, even though his palms are sweating. The room feels suddenly too warm, the air thick with anticipation.

Rovi: Damn! A couple. Never thought that. I love American people.

Ben: Ben's eyes dart to Sherry, who's been quietly observing the exchange from the en suite bathroom. She gives him a thumbs up and a wink, her excitement evident even from a distance. He responds to Rovi, "Yeah, we're looking for someone to spice things up. Sherry's got a flair for the dramatic, and I'm here to make sure she gets what she wants. What do you do for fun, Rovi?"

Rovi: Haha. That depends on what fun for you. Casual fun is playing football and watching Netflix. But if you are asking about the real fun, then it's having fun with naughty women in this app and for real.

Ben: Ben feels a jolt of excitement at Rovi's message. He nods at Sherry, who has emerged from the bathroom, her hair still damp and her skin glowing from the warmth. She takes the phone from Ben's trembling hand, her eyes gleaming with excitement. She types, "Oh, we're definitely looking for the 'real' fun tonight. What do you like to do when you're not watching Netflix, Rovi?"

Rovi: Ah.....wanking of course. Haha. Looking at live cams. But recently a couple asked me to join them but unfortunately they are from Australia. So I couldn't join them in real, but virtually

Ben: That's definitely interesting, Rovi. It's always fun to explore new things, isn't it? Sherry and I are looking for something a bit more... interactive tonight. Have you ever had the chance to be part of something like that in person?

Rovi: I am always looking forward to that.. you know. But see even you are in US. Technically that's not possible

Ben: Ben's gaze lingers on Sherry's damp hair and the way the soft light of the hotel room plays with the wet strands. He feels a stirring in his loins at the thought of Rovi's exhibitionist tendencies. "You never know," Ben types, "sometimes fate has a way of bringing people together. Maybe we could get to know each other better first?" He hands the phone to Sherry, his voice low and a hint of challenge in his tone. She takes it with a knowing smile, her eyes shimmering with excitement. She reads the message and nods, her thoughts racing with the tantalizing possibilities.

Rovi: Haha. Yeah. I shall wait the day you guys fly to my country. Now let's chat

Ben: It's definitely a small world, isn't it? But we're not in the US right now. We're actually staying in your country for a while. What are some fun things to do around here? Maybe we could meet up for drinks or something?

Rovi: What? You said US!

Ben: Ben chuckles nervously, "Yeah, we decided to keep it a surprise. We're actually in an Indian hotel right now, looking to explore the local culture and maybe make some new friends." He watches Sherry as she sashays over to the bed, her nightgown clinging to her curves like a second skin. She takes the phone back with a mischievous smile.

Rovi: Damn! That's crazy

Ben: Sherry snatches the phone from Ben, her cheeks flushing with excitement. She giggles softly, reading Rovi's message. "Looks like we've got ourselves an eager one," she murmurs, her voice husky with anticipation. She taps out a response, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Oh, Rovi, you're so much fun! We're definitely here to explore new things. Tell us, what's your favorite place to grab a drink around here?"

Rovi: Which hotel are you staying

Ben: Ben's eyes widen at Rovi's question, and he quickly jumps in before Sherry can respond. "We're actually not ready to share our exact location yet, Rovi. We're just enjoying the anonymity of the chat for now. But we can tell you that we're in a hotel that's quite central to the city's nightlife. It's got a great view of the city from our room, and we've been hearing amazing things about the local pubs and lounges. Have you been to any of them?" He tries to steer the conversation back to safer ground, his mind racing with the excitement of the situation while keeping their safety in mind. Sherry nods in agreement, her eyes shining with a mix of excitement and caution. She crosses her legs on the bed, the silk of her nightgown whispering against her skin as she watches Ben, a slight smile playing on her lips.

Rovi: Oh ok. There's a cafe called Tony's at the heart of the city. That's a good place to hangout if you want to chill

Ben: Ben nods thoughtfully, considering Rovi's suggestion. "Tony's, huh? That sounds like a great place to unwind. But tonight, we're feeling a bit more... adventurous. Do you know any spots that might be a little less, uh, 'mainstream'?" He watches Sherry, who's now lying on her side, one hand propping up her head, her eyes glued to the screen. She bites her lower lip, a clear sign of her interest in the conversation's direction.

Rovi: There's a place called Summers club. They have rush on weekends only since today is a working day there won't be much rush. The ambience is quite exotic.

Ben: Oh, an exotic club? That sounds just like our style, Rovi. Tell me more about it. What makes Summers club so special?

Rovi: Free drinks for ladies. Live music. Blind date fun

Ben: Ben's eyes light up at the mention of free drinks for ladies. "Sherry, did you hear that? Free drinks for you at Summers club!" He nudges her playfully, unable to hide his growing excitement. Sherry's smile widens, her mind racing with the possibilities. "Mmm, that does sound tempting," she purrs, her voice a siren's call. She takes the phone back, her thumbs flying over the screen. "What kind of live music do they have there, Rovi?"

Rovi: International, and local mix. But hey Ben, is your wife also there near you? Is she also reading messages? I am just curious you know.

Ben: Ben's heart races as he looks over at Sherry, who's lounging on the bed, her nightgown slipping slightly to reveal the upper swell of her breasts. He clears his throat, trying to keep his voice steady. "Yes, Sherry's right here. She's just as curious and eager as I am. She's been reading every message, enjoying the thrill of this as much as I am." He can feel the heat of her gaze on him, and his hand strays to her thigh, giving it a gentle squeeze. "Why do you ask, Rovi?"

Rovi: Ah....you know you said you are a couple and of course I am imagining things here. So I just want to know how it's going there.

Ben: Ben feels his pulse quicken as he looks at Sherry, who's lounging on the bed with a knowing smile. He nods, giving her the signal to take the lead. She takes the phone and types, "Oh, it's definitely going well. We're both getting pretty excited about the idea of meeting someone new and exploring our boundaries together. The anticipation is half the fun, isn't it?" She winks at Ben, her eyes gleaming with desire. "So tell us, Rovi, what do you like to do for 'less mainstream' fun?"

Rovi: You both exploring together for a fun? Are you looking for another couple? I am sorry I am not married.

Ben: "No, no, Rovi," Ben says, his voice low and smooth, "It's just the two of us looking to add some spice to our evening. Sherry's got this wild side she's been dying to let loose, and I think you might be just the person to help us do that." He glances at Sherry, who's biting her lip, watching him intently.

Rovi: Oh...you mean just your wife and a man or you both and a man?

Ben: We're thinking more of a threesome situation, Rovi. Sherry's always had a fantasy of being with another man while I watch and join in. And I'm more than happy to make that happen for her. How do you feel about that?

Rovi: Ooh. I have seen many Americans do this but mostly they go for another woman. You know two women and one guy thing.

Ben: Ben feels a thrill run down his spine at the thought of Sherry with another man. "Rovi...actually Sherry has this particular taste for a man who's open to sharing. She finds the power dynamics intriguing and...exciting. She's been dreaming of this kind of experience for a while now." He glances at Sherry, who's watching him with a hungry look in her eyes, her breaths coming faster. "And honestly I love men too,"

Rovi: Oh....it's not common in my country. But I always had a fantasy about this.

Ben: Ben's eyes widen at Sherry's revelation, his heart racing. He's always known she had a wild side, but this was a new level of openness between them. He swallows hard, his eyes never leaving hers. "Well, Rovi, it seems like we're all on the same page here." He says, trying to keep his voice steady. "What do you say to meeting up this weekend?"

Rovi: I can plan a visit on Saturday

Ben: "Saturday it is, then," Ben murmurs, his hand sliding up Sherry's thigh as he leans in to whisper in her ear. The scent of her damp hair fills his nostrils, mingling with the faint scent of her perfume. He can feel the heat radiating from her body, her excitement palpable. "What do you think, Sherry? Are you ready to make this fantasy a reality?" He watches as she nods eagerly, her eyes locked onto the phone screen, her breath hitching as she reads Rovi's response. She takes the phone back and starts typing with a trembling hand. "We'd love to meet you on Saturday, Rovi. What time works best for you?"

Rovi: Ah before that. Can I message to her also.

Ben: Ben's eyes flicker with excitement as he looks over at Sherry. "Why don't you introduce yourself to Rovi, baby?" He suggests, watching her eager nod. She takes the phone and starts typing, her cheeks flushing a delightful shade of pink. "Hi Rovi, it's Sherry. I've been looking forward to this chat all day. My husband Ben's told me all about you. I'm so excited to get to know you better." She sends the message and looks up at Ben with a playful smile. "So, Rovi," she continues aloud, "What makes you tick? What kind of woman do you find irresistible?"

Rovi: Ah. Hi Sherry. Honestly your age itself gave me a hard-on. Love the age gap. And you are white. That's another bonus tick. Haha

Sherry: Sherry's cheeks flushed at Rovi's words, a thrill shooting through her as she read his message. She glanced over at Ben, who gave her a knowing smile, his hand still resting possessively on her thigh. She felt a pulse of desire throb between her legs as she typed out her response, her thoughts racing with erotic images. "Thank you, Rovi. I've always had a taste for the exotic, and I must admit, the idea of being with a young, handsome Indian man like you is quite the thrill. What is it about me that you find so irresistible?" She leaned back against the plush pillows, her hand moving up to trace the neckline of her nightgown, her breathing shallow and rapid. The room was filled with the scent of their shared excitement, the anticipation building like a crescendo in a symphony of desire.

Rovi: Ah.. I don't know much about you.

Sherry: Sherry's fingers hover over the keyboard, her heart racing with anticipation. She bites her lower lip, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Well, Rovi, I'm an open book," she writes, her voice dripping with seductive charm. "I'm a 35-year-old woman who loves to be pampered and adored. And I've always had a soft spot for strong, confident men who know how to take charge in front of my husband." She pauses, watching Ben as he pours them both a drink from the minibar. "What is it about me that makes you want to join us, Rovi?"

Rovi: I have this curiosity about your husband. What would be his role if I meet you both? How he would engage? I am sorry I have never been to this.... that's why asking.

Sherry: Sherry giggles softly, her eyes glancing up at Ben, who nods reassuringly. She takes a sip of the drink he's handed her, feeling the cool liquid slide down her throat as she considers Rovi's question. "Ben's role would be...supportive," she says, her voice a warm caress. "He's here to make sure I'm happy, to see my desires come to life. And if that means watching me with you, then that's what he'll do. But I'm sure he'll find his way to join in when the moment's right." She runs her hand down her neck, tracing the line of her collarbone, her eyes never leaving Rovi's profile picture on the screen. "He's a giver, Rovi. He finds pleasure in my pleasure."

Rovi: What do you mean by giver? (Rovi didn't understand the meaning of that in this context)

Sherry: Oh, Rovi, you're so cute when you're curious. By 'giver', I mean Ben enjoys watching me experience pleasure with others. He's the kind of man who would do anything to make sure I'm satisfied. And if that involves him taking a backseat while you take the lead, then he's all for it. He's quite the voyeur, you see.

Rovi: Oh...um....I can't actually believe that we are talking this. Like I said this is not very common in my country. But this is so exciting. And I can't believe that man can be like that....you know..

Sherry: Ben's eyes gleam with excitement as he watches Sherry's fingers fly across the screen. "It's a thrill, isn't it, baby?" He says, taking a sip of his drink. "The idea of watching you with someone else, knowing that you're enjoying yourself..." His voice trails off, and Sherry can feel his eyes on her, his gaze as hot as a branding iron. "Rovi," she says, her voice husky, "my husband is a very generous man. He enjoys my pleasure almost as much as his own. And the thought of you bringing me to new heights...it's making me wet just thinking about it." She leans back into the pillows, her hand sliding under the fabric of her nightgown to tease her already sensitive nipple.

Rovi: So....just to clarify my doubt. Once he join us, what would be his role with me? I don't.....suck.....you know....I am like you know who takes the lead...what you call for that...

Sherry: Sherry laughs lightly, her eyes sparkling with amusement at Rovi's bluntness. She leans back into the pillows, her hand still playing with the neckline of her nightgown. "Don't worry, Rovi," she says, her voice a seductive purr, "Ben's role is to enjoy the show. He's quite content watching us...interact. But," she adds with a mischievous smile, "he's not opposed to joining in if the mood strikes. He's a very open-minded man."

Rovi: Ok I am actually concerned about you know how we both engage. I don't know the terminology where one person don't suck the other man. I am same like that..I don't suck other men.

Sherry: Rovi, darling, let me explain it to you. Ben is what we call 'straight' in our country. It means he enjoys being with women, and watching can be incredibly arousing for him. But if the chemistry is right, who knows what might happen? We're all adults here, and we're just looking to have some fun. Now, tell us more about what you enjoy. What makes your heart race and your blood boil?

Rovi: Oh ok...great. A white mature woman, a good figure, a sub nature...you know

Sherry: Sherry's eyes dance with excitement as she reads Rovi's message. She can feel the heat rising in the room, and she takes a deep breath, her breasts heaving slightly beneath the fabric of her nightgown. "Well, Rovi," she says, her voice thick with desire, "I'm more than happy to be that woman for you. I love the idea of being the center of attention, of being worshipped by two strong, virile men." She runs her hand over her stomach, feeling the soft swell of her curves, her mind racing with the possibilities. "And as for Ben," she continues, her eyes never leaving the screen, "he's more than happy to watch. But he's also quite the participant when the moment calls for it." She takes a sip of her drink, the ice clinking against the glass as she sets it down. "But let's not get ahead of ourselves. Tell us more about what you enjoy, what turns you on, what makes you crave a woman's touch."

Ben: Ben's eyes widen slightly at Sherry's admission, but he quickly recovers, his gaze never leaving hers. "Sherry's right, Rovi," he says, his voice deep and steady. "We're both eager to explore, to push our boundaries. And if that means me joining in, then I'm all for it. I trust her judgment, and if she thinks you're the one to show us a good time, then I'm more than happy to go along for the ride." He winks at her, his hand sliding up her inner thigh. "But let's not forget, this is all about making sure everyone's comfortable and happy."

Rovi: Ok and let's be honest. Did you get any good people on this app so far.

Ben: Ben's eyes dart to Sherry, who's been following the conversation with rapt attention, her cheeks a delicate shade of pink. He clears his throat and responds, "Well, we've met some interesting people, but no one quite like you, Rovi." He gives Sherry a sly smile as he continues typing. "Your openness and adventurous spirit are definitely what we're looking for. And as for good experiences, we've had our fair share, but there's always room for more." He watches as Sherry's hand slides further up her thigh, her nightgown riding higher, revealing the silky smoothness of her skin. She catches his gaze and returns his smile with a seductive one of her own. "Sherry's been waiting for the perfect opportunity to live out her fantasies, and I think you might just be the person to help us do that."

Rovi: Oh ok...I usually chat in this app and met some women for fun....no couples yet

Sherry: "Well, Rovi, you're in for a treat then," Sherry says, her voice dripping with sweet temptation. "We're not just any couple. We're looking for something special, something that'll make our weekend unforgettable." She licks her lips, her eyes dark with desire as she imagines the three of them tangled in the sheets.

Rovi: Haha....I like you guys. And I like the fact that you are white. I have a special interest for white people.

Sherry: Sherry's eyes sparkle with delight at Rovi's words, feeling a thrill of excitement at the thought of fulfilling her fantasy with a man who finds her so alluring. She takes a deep breath, her ample chest rising and falling beneath the thin fabric of her nightgown. "Well, Rovi," she says, her voice a seductive whisper, "you're definitely making us feel like we're in for a good time. Tell us more about what you enjoy in a...ahem, 'less mainstream' encounter."

Rovi: Less mainstream?

Sherry: Sherry's eyes light up with mischief as she reads Rovi's message. She glances at Ben, who's sitting next to her, his gaze also glued to the screen. She runs her tongue over her teeth, contemplating her response. "Well, Rovi," she begins, her voice a sultry purr, "we're not looking for anything too wild, just something that'll make our hearts race a little faster." She sets her phone down on the bedside table and reaches over to Ben, her hand sliding over his shoulder, her nails lightly scratching his skin. "We're quite open-minded. We enjoy a bit of role-play, a touch of domination and submission. Nothing too extreme, just enough to keep things interesting." She leans in closer to Ben, her breath hot against his neck as she whispers, "Don't you, baby?" Ben nods, his eyes glazed with lust as he feels her hand move to the front of his pants, her fingers tracing the outline of his growing erection.

Rovi: Domination.. I like that. I love to dominate. Not the harsh way. But in lighter seductive way....

Sherry: Sherry's pulse quickens as she reads Rovi's message, her eyes glinting with excitement. She traces her bottom lip with her teeth, feeling the fabric of her nightgown stick to her skin from the warmth of their shared arousal. "Mm, that sounds absolutely delicious," she says, her voice thick with desire. She runs her hand over Ben's chest, feeling his heart thump beneath her fingertips. "Is that what you want, baby? To be dominated by a dirty, young man?"

Ben: Ben nods, his voice a gruff whisper, "That's what she's been craving, Rovi. To be swept off her feet, to feel desired and in control all at once." He takes a deep breath, his hand sliding down to cover Sherry's, pressing it firmly against his chest. "I'm here to make sure she gets everything she wants. And if that means watching you two... Well, let's just say I'm more than happy to oblige."

Rovi: Good to know. I already feel a hard-on guys.Do you have?

for tomorrow night." She leans in, her lips brushing against his ear. "For now, let's just keep the chat going. Who knows where it might lead us?"

Rovi: Any preferences do you have in my dress when I come there

Sherry: Sherry's heart races as she reads Rovi's message, her thoughts swirling with excitement. She looks over at Ben, who's watching her with a mix of curiosity and anticipation. She bites her bottom lip, her eyes dark with desire. "Hmm," she says, her voice a seductive purr, "I think something that shows off your... assets." She winks at Ben, who nods eagerly, his eyes never leaving hers. "But don't worry," she adds, her voice dropping to a whisper, "we'll be too busy enjoying each other to worry about what you're wearing for long."

Rovi: True. Haha

Sherry: Sherry can feel the heat in the room rising as the chat grows more explicit. She traces her finger along Ben's collarbone, watching him squirm with pleasure. "Rovi," she whispers, her voice dripping with honey, "you're making it very hard for us to wait until tomorrow." She glances at Ben, who's eyes are glazed over with desire, his breathing ragged.

Rovi: Hmm....tell me what you both will wear tomorrow

Sherry: Sherry's pulse quickens as she reads Rovi's message, her eyes darkening with desire. She looks over at Ben, who's lying beside her, his eyes glued to the screen. She leans closer, her breath warm against his neck. "What do you think, baby?" she whispers. Ben swallows hard, his eyes never leaving hers. "Whatever makes you happy," he murmurs. She giggles, her hand sliding down to grip his erection through his boxers. "How about this?" she says, her voice a low purr. "I'll wear something that leaves nothing to the imagination." She looks back at the phone, her thoughts racing. "As for Ben, I think he'd look adorable in something that shows off his... submissive side."

Rovi: And how about you my naughty woman

Sherry: Sherry's cheeks flush as she reads Rovi's message, her eyes glinting with excitement. She glances at Ben, who's watching her with a mix of fascination and arousal. She leans back against the pillows, her hand idly playing with the hem of her nightgown. "Well, Rovi," she says, her voice a seductive whisper, "I've been thinking about that all day." She looks over at Ben, who's nodding eagerly, his eyes never leaving hers. "I think I'll wear...a white nightgown.

Rovi: I always have soft spot for nightgowns

Sherry: Rovi's words send a shiver down Sherry's spine, and she feels Ben's body tense beside her. She knows he's eager to see how their conversation will unfold, and she's more than happy to indulge in the steamy banter. She takes a sip of her wine, letting the warm liquid caress her throat as she contemplates her next move. "A white nightgown, huh?" she says, her voice a seductive purr. "I bet you'd like that, wouldn't you?" She winks at Ben, who nods, his eyes dark with desire.

Rovi: Would you be wearing it tomorrow for your new lover in front of your husband? To please your new dirty young lad.

Sherry: Sherry's eyes sparkle with excitement as she reads Rovi's message. She looks over at Ben, who's lying on his side, watching her with a mix of eagerness and trepidation. "What do you think, baby?" she asks, her voice a soft purr. Ben nods, his eyes never leaving hers. "Whatever makes you happy," he whispers, his hand sliding up her thigh. She giggles, her eyes glinting with mischief. "Okay, Rovi," she says, her voice a sultry whisper, "you've got yourself a deal."

Rovi: Mmmm.....imagine you are wearing it tomorrow to please a young man, and your husband will be in the same room while you welcome the youthful energy in front of him.

Sherry: Sherry's heart skips a beat as she reads Rovi's message, feeling the heat of Ben's hand on her thigh. She looks over at him, his eyes filled with a mix of excitement and nerves. She knows this is pushing their boundaries, but the thrill is intoxicating. "Oh, Rovi," she says, her voice a breathy whisper, "you're making this so much more... tempting." She bites her lip, her eyes fluttering closed as she imagines the scene. "But you know," she adds, her voice a little louder, "I think Ben here might enjoy that even more than I do." She opens her eyes to see Ben's reaction, his face a mask of pure arousal. "Isn't that right, baby?"

Ben: Ben nods slowly, his throat dry. "I-I think... I think I would," he stammers, his eyes darting between Sherry and the phone. The idea of watching Sherry with Rovi is both terrifying and incredibly arousing. "As long as it's what you want, Sherry," he adds, his voice a little shaky.

Rovi: I want him to enjoy. Both my essence and the lust his wife has on me

Sherry: Sherry's eyes widen with excitement at Rovi's message, and she glances at Ben, who's blushing furiously. She leans in closer, her breath hot against his ear. "Baby, do you want to watch me with Rovi?" she whispers, her voice a seductive purr. Ben nods, his eyes glazed over with desire. She smiles, her hand sliding down to his boxers. "Good boy," she murmurs, her thumb brushing against his hardened length. "Now, let's make sure Rovi knows exactly what we're all looking forward to." She looks back at the phone, her eyes gleaming. "Rovi," she says, her voice a sweet blend of innocence and temptation, "I think Ben's just about ready to drop to his knees for you."

Rovi: When I come there he will be the one to kiss my bulge first. He can make sure it's good enough for his mature wife.

Sherry: Sherry's heart races as she reads Rovi's message, her hand tightening around Ben's erection. She can feel the power dynamic shifting, and it sends a thrill through her body. She glances at Ben, his eyes wide with a mix of shock and arousal. She leans in, her lips brushing against his ear. "Would you do that, baby?" she whispers, her voice a seductive purr.

Ben: Ben's breath catches in his throat as Sherry's question lingers in the air. He can feel his body responding to the idea, his cock pulsing beneath her expert touch. He nods, his voice barely above a whisper. "I-I would, Rovi," he says, his eyes never leaving hers. "I'd love that"

Rovi: Then we will meet tomorrow.

Sherry: Sherry's eyes sparkle with excitement as she reads Rovi's message. The anticipation of meeting him in person is almost unbearable. She runs her hand over Ben's chest, feeling his heart race beneath her fingertips. "Well, baby," she says, her voice a sweet purr, "looks like we've got a date tomorrow." Ben nods, his eyes never leaving hers. "I can't wait," he murmurs, his voice thick with lust.

Rovi: Ben, go and fuck your wife tonight. Tomorrow she's mine.

Sherry: Sherry's heart races at Rovi's words, her hand moving faster on Ben's erection. She looks at her husband with a knowing smile. "Oh, Rovi," she says, her voice a breathy purr, "you're making this so much more interesting." She kisses Ben's neck, feeling his pulse quicken.

Ben: Ben's eyes glaze over with desire as he feels Sherry's touch. He nods, his voice barely a whisper. "Yes, Rovi," he says, his eyes flicking to Sherry's. "I'll make sure she's ready for you." He moves closer to her, his hand sliding up her thigh, his eyes never leaving hers. "But tonight," he murmurs, "she's all mine." He leans in, capturing her mouth in a hungry kiss, his tongue probing deeply.

Rovi: Thanks for sharing your number. I will be there around 10.30 am.

Sherry: Sherry's heart skips a beat when she sees the unread message from Rovi, her cheeks flushing as she reads the time. She's been lying in bed for what feels like hours, her thoughts consumed by the upcoming rendezvous. She glances over at Ben, his chest rising and falling in the gentle rhythm of sleep. Carefully, she slides out of bed, her body aching with a mix of excitement and nerves. She tiptoes to the bathroom, the cool marble floor sending a shiver up her spine. She checks her reflection in the mirror, her hair a wild mess of curls and her eyes dark with anticipation. She quickly responds to Rovi, her thumbs dancing over the phone's screen. "Looking forward to it," she writes, her voice a soft whisper that echoes in the quiet room. She takes a deep breath, trying to calm her racing heart. This was it. The moment she's been dreaming of. The moment she's been planning. She wets her lips, the taste of the night's passion still lingering on them. "See you soon," she adds before hitting send.

Rovi: Is he awake?

Sherry: Sherry smiles to herself as she reads Rovi's message, the early morning light casting a soft glow on her naked skin. She glances over at Ben, who's still fast asleep, his chest rising and falling with deep, steady breaths. She shakes her head slightly, her hair cascading over her shoulder. "No, my love," she whispers, her voice a soft caress. "He's still sleeping." She bites her bottom lip, her thoughts racing. She can feel the anticipation building inside her, a delicious cocktail of nerves and desire. She quickly types back, "But I can't wait for tonight."

Rovi: So you are being naughty messaging me back when he is sleeping. Naughty playful wife

Sherry: Sherry giggles quietly, not wanting to wake Ben. "I can't help it, Rovi," she types, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "The thought of you is just too much to resist." She glances over at her sleeping husband, her hand straying to her own chest, her breath catching as she remembers the previous night's passionate whispers and Rovi's daring suggestions. "I've been thinking about you all night," she admits, her voice barely above a murmur.

Rovi: Mmm .......naughty

Sherry: Sherry's eyes widen at Rovi's message, a playful smile spreading across her lips. She glances over at Ben, who's still fast asleep, his arm flung over the pillow next to her. She bites her lip, her heart racing with the thrill of the secret she's sharing with Rovi. She types back, her thoughts racing, "I know, I know. But I just couldn't resist checking in. You've got us both so... excited." She pauses, her finger hovering over the screen, before adding, "I've been dreaming of you all night, Rovi. Of what we're going to do together." She hits send, her pulse quickening as she imagines his reaction. She can feel the warmth between her legs, and she shifts slightly, trying to ignore the growing ache.

Rovi: I am sure my pot can fill two

Sherry: Sherry's cheeks flush at Rovi's bold message, the naughty undertones making her pulse race. She glances over at Ben, his chest rising and falling in the gentle rhythm of sleep. She smiles to herself, feeling a thrill of excitement. She quickly types back, her thumbs moving with a practiced ease. "Oh, Rovi," she says, her voice a sweet purr, "you're so... generous." She takes a deep breath, her hand sliding down her stomach to the apex of her thighs. "But I think you'll find that we're quite... hungry for what you have to offer." She hits send, her eyes glued to the screen as she waits for his response.

Rovi: Don't worry. I will keep most of my potion in the pot for my dirty woman. We will keep him wanting for more, showing off how much you could drink

Sherry: Sherry's eyes sparkle with mischief as she reads Rovi's message, her heart racing. She looks over at Ben, who's still sleeping soundly, his arm flung over his eyes. She bites her bottom lip, her hand straying to her nightgown, feeling the soft fabric against her skin. "Mmm," she murmurs, her voice a seductive whisper, "you're so naughty, Rovi." She takes a deep breath, her chest rising and falling with anticipation. "And I can't wait to... drink it all in." She hits send, her eyes glued to the screen.

Rovi: Mmm.....can't wait to pour it to that mouth...

Sherry: Sherry's eyes widen at Rovi's message, her hand shaking slightly with anticipation. "Oh, Rovi," she whispers, her voice a breathy purr, "you're going to make me lose my mind." She glances over at Ben, his features relaxed in sleep, and she feels a pang of excitement at the thought of the secret she's sharing with Rovi. She takes a deep breath, her hand sliding up her thigh, the fabric of her nightgown whispering against her skin. "But for now," she types, her voice barely above a murmur, "I think we should get some rest. After all, we have a big night ahead of us."

Rovi: Yeah. Ask Ben to clean the folds before I come (wink emoji)

Sherry: Sherry's eyes dance with mischief as she reads Rovi's message, the early morning light spilling through the curtains and painting the room in a soft, golden hue. She giggles quietly, not wanting to disturb Ben's peaceful slumber. She looks over at her husband, his chest rising and falling in a steady rhythm, his arm thrown over his eyes. She bites her bottom lip, her thoughts racing. The audacity of Rovi's request sends a thrill through her, and she can't help but feel a flutter of excitement in her stomach. She carefully types back, her thumbs moving with a deliberate slowness that belies her racing thoughts. "Well, Rovi," she says, her voice a sweet purr, "I'll make sure Ben knows to get me... ready for you." She glances over at Ben, her eyes lingering on his sleeping form before she hits send. The anticipation is delicious, and she can't help but feel a sense of power in the knowing glance she shares with the man who's about to join them in their marital bed.

Rovi: (Rovi reached their hotel lobby by 9.30pm and texted Sherry. ) Hey I am in lobby.

Ben: Ben's heart was racing as he slipped into a pair of shorts and a t-shirt, his mind a whirlwind of excitement and nerves. He took one last look at Sherry, her beauty radiant even in the soft glow of their hotel room. "Remember," she had whispered, her eyes sparkling with mischief, "you're just there to watch." He nodded, his throat dry, and made his way to the lobby, his bare feet padding quietly on the plush carpet.

Narrator: As Ben descended the grand staircase into the hotel lobby, his eyes searched for Rovi. The room was a mix of opulent decor and soft, warm lighting that danced off the marble floors. His pulse quickened when he spotted the young Indian man, his lean frame clad in a crisp white polo t-shirt that clung to his muscular torso, and a pair of blue jean shorts that left little to the imagination. Rovi's eyes met Ben's, a knowing smile playing on his lips as he took in the sight of a, mature but submissive man.

Rovi: Hello Ben

Ben: Ben's eyes widen slightly as he approaches Rovi, his heart hammering in his chest. He tries to maintain a calm demeanor, his hand extending for a firm but slightly shaky handshake. "Hi, Rovi," he says, his voice a little too loud for the early morning quiet of the hotel lobby. "I-it's good to finally meet you."

Rovi: You too (Rovi looked him boldly. He knows in his mind that Ben is submissive)

Ben: Ben nods, his cheeks flushing slightly under Rovi's intense gaze. He swallows hard, his eyes flickering down to the man's toned abs before quickly looking away. "Sherry's upstairs," he says, his voice a little hoarse. "She's... preparing for tonight."

Rovi: (While walking) Can't wait to meet Mrs B

Ben: Ben nods, his eyes never leaving Rovi's. "She's... looking forward to it," he says, his voice a little hoarse. He can feel the heat of the young man's gaze, and it sends a shiver down his spine. "Should we... go up to the room?"

Rovi: Yes, please

Ben: (knocking the door) Sherry, we are here.

Sherry: (OOC: I will write from Sherry's perspective now, continuing the story.)

Ben: Hello Sherry. Look who's here.

Sherry: Sherry's heart skips a beat as she hears Ben's voice and the sound of footsteps approaching their hotel room door. She quickly smooths out her nightgown, her hand trembling slightly with anticipation. She opens the door to reveal Rovi standing in the hallway, looking even more enticing. She offers him a warm smile, her eyes sweeping over his body. "Rovi," she says, her voice a sweet purr, "welcome to our little love nest."

Rovi: (Rovi's eyes for widen. It's the first time he's standing close to an American woman. She's a voluptuous beauty. She's tall, at least 10 cm taller than him. ) Hi Sherry. Thank you for having me here.

Sherry: Sherry's smile widens as she takes in Rovi's eager gaze. She can feel the heat between them, the air charged with anticipation. "It's our pleasure, Rovi," she says, her voice a seductive whisper. She steps aside, gesturing for him to enter. "Please, come in."

Narrator: Rovi steps into the room, his eyes drinking in the sight of Sherry. She stands before him, a vision in white lace that clings to her curves like a second skin. The fabric is sheer enough to hint at the treasures beneath, and he can't help but feel a surge of desire. Ben follows closely behind, his eyes never leaving the floor. Both Rovi and Ben sat on the navy blue sofa. Sherry came and sat on the handle of the sofa closer to Ben. Rovi is siting to the right of Ben. Rovi turned his head towards the left and smiled at Sherry.

Ben: Looks up at Rovi with a mix of excitement and nervousness. "So, Rovi," he says, his voice a little shaky, "would you like to drink something."

Rovi: Anything cold would be fine..

Sherry: Rovi, let me get you something from the mini bar. Ben, why don't you sit and make yourself comfortable?

Ben: Nods, his eyes flicking to Rovi before he sits on the edge of the sofa, his posture tense and submissive. "Okay, Sherry," he murmurs, his voice a little shaky.

Rovi: Tell me about you guys. I love to know more.

Ben: (Nods, trying to compose himself) "Well, Sherry and I have been married for about 10 years now. We've always had a... open relationship when it comes to exploring our desires." He glances down at his hands, which are clenched tightly together. "This is a new step for us, bringing someone else in."

Rovi: I see....For me this is the first time with a white couple..you know..

Sherry: Sherry's eyes twinkle as she brings Rovi a chilled bottle of water from the mini bar. She opens it with a flourish and hands it to him, her fingers brushing against his. She can feel the electricity between them. "Well, Rovi," she says, her voice a seductive purr, "we're quite the adventurous duo. And we do love a little... variety." She winks at him, her smile playful and alluring.

Rovi: (Rovi took the bottle from her and drank some water from it. It spilled a bit from his mouth and wet his white shirt making his brown skin a bit more visible on the wet area.) I also love.... variety ... (Rovi said that staring at Sherry's lip)

Sherry: Sherry's eyes trace the path of the water droplets on Rovi's shirt, her mind racing with thoughts of the night ahead. She smiles at his unabashed stare. "Well, Rovi," she says, her voice a sweet purr, "I'm sure we'll be able to provide you with quite the... experience." She takes a sip of her own drink, her eyes never leaving his. "But first, I think we should all get to know each other a little better, don't you?"

Ben: Ben nods in agreement, his eyes flickering up to meet Rovi's for a brief moment before returning to his lap. "Yeah," he says, his voice a little more steady now, "it's important that we're all on the same page."

Rovi: True. (Rovi starting at her gown's front knot. Ben saw his stare)

Ben: (Ben's eyes follow Rovi's gaze, a blush spreading across his cheeks as he notices the wet spot on Rovi's shirt. He feels a thrill of excitement mixed with nerves at the thought of what's to come.) "Rovi," Ben says, his voice a little too loud in the quiet room, "do you... have any preferences for tonight?"

Sherry: Sherry watches the exchange between Ben and Rovi with a knowing smile. She's thrilled by the raw desire in Rovi's gaze and the way it makes Ben squirm. She sets her drink down and moves closer to Ben, her hand resting possessively on his thigh. "Why don't we start by getting comfortable?" she suggests, her voice a soft whisper. She runs her fingers along Ben's leg, her eyes never leaving Rovi's. "We can always discuss the details later."

Rovi: Do we have a couch that faces the bed?

Sherry: Sherry's smile widens, her eyes flickering with mischief as she understands Rovi's intent. "Why, yes we do," she says, her voice a sultry whisper. She runs her hand up Ben's thigh, feeling his muscles tense beneath her touch. "Is there something you'd like to do with it, Rovi?"

Rovi: That couch is for the viewer (he smirked)

Sherry: Sherry's eyes sparkle with excitement at Rovi's suggestion, her hand still resting on Ben's thigh. She leans in, her breath warm against Ben's ear. "You'll get a great view from there, baby," she whispers, her voice a seductive purr. She turns to Rovi, her smile playful. "Is that what you had in mind?"

Rovi: I am here already. No more whispers. Or if you really want Todo whispers....(he pulled Sherry's hand and pulled her closer to him in one quick pull. He whispered in her ears) just smile like I said something naughty, let's make him tempted

Sherry: Sherry laughs, her cheeks reddening at Rovi's boldness. "You're so naughty," she murmurs, her eyes sparkling with excitement. She pulls away slightly, her hand lingering on his arm. "But I think Ben's going to love the view from there." She glances over at her husband, who's sitting on the couch, his eyes glued to them.

Ben: Ben's eyes are wide with excitement and a hint of nervousness. He can feel his heart racing as he watches Sherry and Rovi interact. "I-I'll be a good boy," he stammers, his voice barely above a whisper. "I'll just sit here and watch."

Rovi: Rovi just unbuttoned his shirt right away.

Ben: Ben's eyes widen as he watches Rovi strip, his own excitement growing. He licks his lips nervously, his heart racing as he takes in the sight of the young man's bare chest.

Rovi: (When Sherry moved her hand towards the front knot of her gown, Rovi moved his index finger gesturing Sherry not to remove her dress)

Sherry: Sherry's hand pauses at Rovi's gesture, a look of surprise and intrigue flashing across her face. "As you wish," she says, her voice a playful purr. She takes a step back, giving him space. "But I'm sure Ben would love to see more of me." She winks at Ben, who's sitting on the couch, his eyes glued to them.

Rovi: Ben would be looking forward to something else right now (saying this Rovi unbuckles his shorts)

Ben: Ben's eyes follow Rovi's movements, his breath hitching as he sees Rovi's shorts fall to the floor, revealing his boxers. He swallows hard, his cheeks flushing. "I-I'm ready to... watch," he says, his voice shaking slightly.

Rovi: No Ben, you are not here to just watch everything. Something's need your close attention. (He rubbed his package which is gradually getting bigger)

Ben: Ben's eyes widen as he realizes what Rovi is suggesting. He glances at Sherry, who gives him an encouraging nod, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "O-okay," he stammers, his voice barely above a whisper. "What... what do you want me to do?"

Rovi: Come, and get down on your knees.

Ben: Ben's heart races as he looks up at Rovi's confident gaze. He feels a mix of nerves and excitement as he slowly stands up from the couch and makes his way over to Rovi. He drops to his knees, his eyes never leaving Rovi's growing arousal. "What do you want me to do?" he asks, his voice trembling with anticipation.

Rovi: Make sure the package is good for your wife (he smirks looking at Sherry)

Sherry: Sherry couldn't see Ben's face, who's kneeling before Rovi, his gaze fixed on the growing bulge in Rovi's boxers. She is standing far behind Ben, near to the bed. She can't help but feel a thrill of excitement, knowing that Rovi is taking charge and that Ben is eager to please. "Oh, Rovi," she says, her voice a sultry purr, "I know Ben will make sure everything is... just perfect for you." She runs her hand through her hair, her eyes never leaving the young man's.

Ben: Ben's hands are trembling as he reaches out to touch Rovi's thigh, his eyes still glued to the growing bulge. He swallows hard, his heart racing. "I-I'll make sure...." he murmurs, his voice barely audible.

Rovi: Rub your nose and sniff the lust harder Ben

Ben: Ben's eyes widen even further as he obeys Rovi's command, his nose brushing against the fabric of Rovi's boxers. He takes a deep breath, his cheeks burning with a mix of embarrassment and arousal. He can smell the faint scent of Rovi's musk, and it sends a shockwave of desire through him.

Rovi: Tell what you felt, to your wife without turning your head back to her.

Ben: (his voice shaking) "It... it feels... powerful, Sherry," Ben whispers, his eyes still fixed on Rovi's crotch. "I-I can feel how much he... wants us."

Sherry: Sherry's eyes are glued to the scene before her, watching Ben's submission with a mix of pride and arousal. She can see the power Rovi holds over her husband, and it turns her on even more. "Mm, yes," she says, her voice a low growl of approval. "Rovi's in charge tonight, baby. And you're going to be such a good little slut for him."

Rovi: (Rovi brought his hands to his thighs and pulled his head deep on the bulge making him chock on the bulge. Sherry could see Rovi's bulge moving around while Ben kisses them hard)

Ben: (his voice muffled) "Mmm, Rovi," Ben gasps as he's forced to deep-throat the bulge, his eyes watering slightly. He's never felt so... used before, but it's intoxicating. He tries to pull back, but Rovi's grip is firm.

Sherry: Sherry's eyes are dark with lust as she watches Ben's face redden and his eyes water. She can see the struggle in his expression, and it makes her wetter than she already is. "That's it, baby," she encourages, her voice a sultry whisper. "Show Rovi how much of a good little slut you can be for him."

Rovi: (Rovi could feel that his bulge is as big as it should be. He bent down to his left ear and whispered) slip my boxer front portion downwards and take my black meat in your mouth. Make sure your action is not visible to your wife.

Ben: (With trembling hands, Ben reaches up and carefully pulls down the elastic waistband of Rovi's boxers, revealing the thick, dark head of Rovi's cock. He leans in, his mouth watering, and takes it into his mouth, his eyes never leaving Rovi's. He's aware of Sherry us standing behind him. So he made sure to cover the view so that Sherry couldn't see it properly leaving her with more temptation.

Sherry: Sherry's heart races as she watches Ben's head bob slightly, knowing what he's doing to Rovi. She bites her bottom lip, her hand unconsciously sliding up to her chest to toy with the lace of her nightgown. Her eyes are glued to the spot where Ben's head disappears into Rovi's lap. "Mmm," she moans softly, "tell me what you are enjoying, Ben"

Rovi: (Rovi rubbed Ben's hair looking at Sherry and playfully asked Sherry) Should I let him enjoy it all

Sherry: Sherry's eyes widen slightly at Rovi's question, and she can feel the heat pooling between her legs. She licks her lips, the anticipation building within her. "No, Rovi," she says, her voice a needy whisper. "I want that... I've been waiting for it all day." She looks at Ben, her eyes filled with a mix of lust and authority. "Ben, honey, why don't you move to the couch? Rovi needs a mouth that's more... welcoming."

Rovi: (With a gentle push, Rovi moves Ben's head back, his cock slipping out of Ben's mouth with a wet pop. It was thick and semi hard, glistening with saliva. Rovi smirks at Sherry.) "It seems your husband is eager to please," he says, his voice a low growl of approval. "Ben....", he said, his hand moving to stroke Ben's cheek, "you still need to learn. Now, be a good boy and help me with these." He gestures to his boxers, which are now stretched below his balls. Ben nods eagerly and he carefully slips them off.

Ben: (Standing up, Ben clutches the damp boxers in his hand. He walks over to the couch, his legs shaking slightly, and sits down)

Sherry: (With a smirk, Sherry watches Ben sit down obediently. She turns her gaze back to Rovi, her eyes lingering on his now-bare cock. It's thick and veiny, the head a dark, tantalizing shade of purple. She licks her lips, her own desire reaching new heights.) "It seems my husband hasn't quite done his job," she says, her eyes flicking up to meet Rovi's. "Accept my apologies, Rovi," Sherry says, her voice low and sultry. With a dramatic gesture, she reaches the neckline of her gown and pulls the thread of her nightgown, the fabric falling away to expose her voluptuous figure. Her breasts spill out, the pink nipples hard with anticipation, and her hips curve enticingly in the dim hotel room light. She steps closer to Rovi, her movements fluid and graceful. "Ben is new to this, but I assure you, I am not," she says, her eyes locked on Rovi's. "I'll make sure you feel more than welcome."

Rovi: (Rovi's eyes widen as Sherry reveals herself to him, his heart racing in his chest. The confidence and beauty of this white woman hits him like a punch to the gut. He swallows hard, trying to regain his composure. He cannot behave like he's shocked. He betrayed his emotions and smiked gently)

Rovi: (Rovi runs his finger gently along Sherry's bottom lip, his eyes dark with lust) "Sherry," he says, his voice a velvety purr. "Let's see if your mouth can match your beauty."

Sherry: Sherry's eyes never leave Rovi's as she drops to her knees before him, her body moving with the grace of a cat. She opens her mouth, eager to prove herself.

Sherry: Sherry's mouth opens wide, revealing her perfect, pink lips that look as though they're yearning to devour Rovi's cock. She leans in closer, her breath hot against his skin, and takes him in, her eyes never leaving his. She's eager to taste him, to feel him grow hard in her mouth. The room is thick with anticipation as she runs her tongue along the length of his shaft, savoring every inch. She's aware of Ben watching, his eyes glued to the erotic sight of his wife servicing another man.

Rovi: The sensation of Sherry's warm, wet mouth on him is almost too much for Rovi to handle. The thought of this tall, white seductive woman kneeling before him, her blue eyes sparkling with lust as she eagerly takes his erection into her mouth, sends his mind reeling. His knees buckle slightly, but he manages to stay upright, his hand moving to grip the back of her head. He can feel her tongue swirling around the tip, teasing and taunting him, driving him wild. He looks over at Ben, who's watching with bated breath, and a wicked smile plays on his lips.

Ben: Ben watches with a mix of admiration and arousal as Sherry, his once-dominant wife, eagerly pleases Rovi. The way she moves, the sounds she makes, it's all so different from their usual playful banter. He feels a strange thrill in his stomach, his own cock straining against his pants. He's always been submissive, but this is new territory, and he's surprised by how much he's enjoying it. He tries to focus on Sherry's words, her calling herself Rovi's slut, and it sends a jolt of excitement through him.

Rovi: Rovi can't believe how quickly things have escalated from those first flirty messages to this moment. Rovi's gaze drops to the mesmerizing sight of Sherry's blue eyes, half-lidded with desire, staring up at him as she wraps her plump, pink lips around his thick, dark cock. Her blonde hair forms a halo around her face, the curls bouncing gently as she bobs her head in rhythm with his growing need. He can't help but admire the stark contrast between his brown skin and hers, her milky-white shoulders rising and falling with each eager suck. And now he could feel his precum leaking inside her mouth. The thrilling heady cocktail of desire and dominance makes him feel like a king.

Sherry: (Her mouth full, Sherry moans around Rovi's cock, she loves the way he feels, the way he tastes, with every stroke of her tongue. She pulls back for a moment, smearing Rovi's precum across her lips. She turned her head to check at Ben, whose eyes is wide with lust and a hint of jealousy.) "Mmm, you taste delicious, Rovi," she says, her voice thick with desire. "I don't know," she says, her voice a playful tease, "is it the exotic flavor of your Indian spices or just the fact that your cock is so big and brown that makes it so addictive?" She giggles, her eyes flicking over to Ben, who's watching them with a mix of arousal and something else.

Rovi: Rovi chuckles, his hand tightening slightly on the back of Sherry's head as he enjoys her teasing. "I think it's a bit of both, my dear," he says, his voice a low growl of satisfaction. "But Ben couldn't get it before"

Ben: Ben's eyes narrow slightly at the tease, but he can't deny the thrill of it. He shifts on the couch, his cock straining against his pants. "I'll... I'll do better," he promises, his voice hoarse with desire.

Sherry: Sherry pulls away from Rovi's cock with a pop, her lips glistening with his precum. She stands up with a gracefulness that belies the hunger in her eyes and saunters over to the couch where Ben is sitting. Leaning in, she presses her mouth to Ben's, sharing the salty taste with him. She pulls back with a mischievous smile. "Isn't it delicious, baby?" she purrs, her tongue darting out to lick her lips. "You see, Ben," she says, her voice a sultry whisper, "Rovi's cock is something special. It's a taste reserved only for those who truly know how to please him." She gives Ben's hand a squeeze, a silent reminder of his earlier failure. "But don't worry," she adds with a wink, "I'll show you how it's done."

Rovi: (Rovi's eyes follow Sherry as she walks away from him, the sight of her plump ass swaying in the air drove him wild. He can't help but admire the view of her bare back, her skin pale and unblemished in the soft glow of the hotel room light. He whispers under his breath, "Fuck, she's got an ass that I could eat all night.") As she kisses Ben, he watches the way her body moves, the way she arches her back to press her breasts into Ben's chest. His cock twitches again, the anticipation building.

Ben: Ben's heart races as Sherry's mouth leaves a trail of kisses down his neck, her breasts pressing into his chest. He can taste Rovi on her lips, and it sends a thrill through him. He looks up at Rovi, his eyes questioning. "How can I... how can I make it up to you?" he asks, his voice thick with need.

Rovi: (With a predatory stride, Rovi approaches the couch, his cock standing tall and proud. He sits down, his eyes never leaving Ben's. He gestures towards the bed with a nod of his head.) "Take your wife there," he commands, his voice filled with authority. "Prepare her for me, Ben. Make sure she's wet and ready for this brown man to fill her up."

Sherry: Sherry's eyes sparkle with excitement as she pulls Ben closer, her body practically vibrating with need. She runs her hands over his shoulders, pushing him down until he's kneeling before her. "That's it, my love," she coos, her voice thick with desire. She then gracefully climbs onto the bed, her hips swaying as she moves. Once she's in position, she turns to face Rovi, her eyes never leaving his as she straddles Ben's face, her pussy just out of reach of his eager mouth. She winks at Rovi, her plump ass in the air as she whispers to Ben, "Make me wet for him, baby.

Sherry: "You know how badly we've craved this, Ben," Sherry says, her voice a seductive purr as she straddles her husband's face, her eyes on Rovi, her body open and exposed. "Don't you just love the thought of watching me, your gorgeous wife, being taken by this young, virile man?" She wiggles her hips, the anticipation of Rovi's touch making her wetter by the second. "His strong, brown hands all over me," she whispers, her voice dripping with lust, "his thick, young cock filling me up so deep." She smiles at Rovi, her eyes begging for his attention as Ben eagerly starts to lick her clit, trying to please her as instructed.

Ben: Ben's tongue moves in slow, deliberate circles around Sherry's clit. He's never felt more submissive, more eager to please. His hands grip her thighs tightly, his face buried between her legs as he listens to her words. He can feel his own cock straining against his pants, but he knows his place tonight. It's all about Sherry and Rovi, about giving them what they both want.

Rovi: *Rovi watches the intimate scene before him with a mix of excitement and arousal. His cock twitches at the sight of Sherry's wetness, her body begging for more. "You see, Ben," he says, his voice a low growl, "how much your wife desires me?" He strokes himself slowly, the shaft of his cock growing harder with each pass of his finger. "How badly she wants this dark, exotic cock inside her?"

Ben: Ben nods, as he feels the wetness of Sherry's pussy against his face. He's lost in the thought of Rovi's dark cock claiming his wife's body, and it fuels his own desire to serve them both. He starts to lick and suck faster, eager to make her wet enough to satisfy Rovi's hunger.

Sherry: Sherry throws her head back, her eyes closing in pleasure as Ben's tongue dances around her clit. She reaches down to grip his hair, guiding his movements with gentle tugs. "Yes, baby," she moans, her voice filled with the sweet sound of lust. "Just like that." Her eyes flutter open to meet Rovi's gaze, a smug smile playing on her lips. "Look at my husband" she says, her voice dripping with satisfaction. "He's so eager to get me ready for you....Keep going, Ben," she commands, her eyes never leaving Rovi's. "Ben...I want to be so wet that Rovi won't be able to resist sliding right in."

Rovi: Rovi's chest rises and falls with heavy breaths as he watches Ben's submissive display. He stands from the couch, his cock pulsing with anticipation. With a playful smirk, he saunters closer to the bed, his hand drifting down to grip his thick, dark cock. He starts to shake it gently from side to side, a silent tease that makes Sherry's eyes go wide. "You like that, don't you, Sherry?" he asks, his voice a low rumble of amusement. "Would you like a taste?" He doesn't move to give it to her yet, instead letting her watch as he plays with himself, the veins standing out on his shaft as he plays it, a bead of precum forming at the tip. " Remember," he adds, his eyes darkening, "you're my white slut tonight. And sluts have to wait for their rewards."

Sherry: Sherry's eyes glaze over with lust as she watches Rovi plays his cock. "Oh, yes," she whispers, her voice dripping with need. "I want it so badly, Rovi. I'm your slut. Take me, use me, however you want." She rocks her hips slightly, grinding her pussy against Ben's eager mouth. "Make me feel that big, brown cock inside me," she pleads, her voice a desperate whine. She turns to Ben, her eyes filled with a mix of love and dominance. "Tell him, Ben?" she asks, her voice a seductive purr. "You want to see me get fucked by this brown young man, don't you?" She giggles as Ben's muffled sounds of agreement resonate against her wetness.

Narrator: The room is thick with desire, each person getting exactly what they've been craving. Sherry's need to submit to a brown young man, Ben's yearning to watch his wife be taken by another, and Rovi's desire to claim a white woman as his own—it's all coming to a head in this moment.

Rovi: Rovi's eyes gleam with lust as he steps closer to the bed, watching Ben's movements. "Sherry," he says, his voice a silky command, "have your husband stand beside the bed and ask him to remove his dress.

Sherry: "Oh, yes, Rovi," Sherry says, her voice thick with desire. She turns to Ben, her eyes gleaming with excitement. "Move out of the bed, Ben" she commands, her voice a seductive purr. "And take off your dress."

Ben: Ben quickly moves out of the bed, his legs wobbly with excitement and nerves. He removed his dress quickly. His cock springs free, a pale pink in the dim light of the hotel room, not as thick as Rovi's but still eager and ready. He takes a moment to admire Sherry's nakedness before walking over to the couch, his steps unsteady. He sits down, his own cock standing at attention.

Sherry: "Look at him," she says, her voice a seductive whisper. "Every night, we've talked about this, haven't we, Ben?" She giggles, her hand sliding down to stroke Ben's cheek. "How much I've wanted a young, dirty man to fill me up, to make me scream with pleasure." She winks at Rovi. "And now, here you are, the man of my dreams," she says, her voice dropping to a sultry purr. "Thick, brown, and ready to drain me of all my energy."

Rovi: Rovi's confidence grows with each word Sherry says, his cock throbbing in response. He saunters over to the bed, his movements fluid and predatory. He reaches out with his index finger, tracing a line from the base of Sherry's neck down to the small of her back, his touch feather-light and electrifying. The contrast of his dark skin against her pale flesh is a visual symphony of power and submission. As he reaches the curve of her buttocks, he gives them a firm squeeze, making her gasp. "You both are eager little rabbits, aren't you?" he says, his voice thick with lust. "But remember, in this game, I'm the one holding the carrot."

Sherry: *Sherry's skin prickles with goosebumps as Rovi's finger trails down her spine. She arches her back, her voluptuous figure framed by the plush pillows and soft sheets. Her breasts jut out, the nipples hard with anticipation, and she stands on her knees, giving Ben a full view.

Rovi: He climbs onto the bed with the grace of a panther. He slides behind her, his body pressing against her soft, plush curves. His hands come up to her shoulders, and he begins to massage them, his thumbs digging into the tension points. Rovi whispers into Sherry's ear, his breath hot and sweet with desire, "Now, let's give Ben the show he's been dreaming of." His strong, brown hands caress her shoulders before moving to cup her breasts, his fingers teasing her already-hard nipples. He gives them a gentle squeeze, watching Ben's eyes widen with envy and lust. "You're going to be my little pony tonight," he murmurs, his voice a dark promise.

Sherry: Sherry moans at Rovi's touch, her body melting into his. She glances over her shoulder, her eyes gleaming with mischief. "I love your hands on me," she purrs, arching her back to press her breasts further into his palms. She looks back at Ben, her gaze filled with challenge.

Sherry: Sherry's eyes are glued to Ben's as Rovi's expert hands explore her body. She can see the hunger in Ben's gaze and knows she's got him right where she wants him. "You've never seen me with a brown man before," she whispers to Ben, her voice a seductive taunt. "But tonight, you get to watch this young, and strong, brown man fuck me. You get to see how much he enjoys every inch of me, how much I want him to fill me up with his cock." She wiggles her hips, making Ben's eyes follow the movement.

Ben: Ben's hand moves up and down his shaft. He licks his lips, tasting the sweetness of their shared desire. "It's just like we talked about, isn't it, baby?" he murmurs, his voice filled with awe. "You and a young, brown man. It's so...fucking hot." His hand moves faster, his own arousal spiking at the sight of his wife being claimed by this stranger.

Sherry: Sherry giggles, leaning back into Rovi's touch. "You know, Ben's never been one to last long," she whispers in Rovi's ear, her voice a seductive purr. "But I promise, I'll make it up to you."

Rovi: Rovi's eyes flash with a hint of challenge as he leans in closer to Sherry, his mouth mere inches from hers. "Is that so?" He whispered back to her ear. "Even if he leaves early.....I'll make sure to fill you up so much that you'll still feel me for days." He captures her mouth in a deep, claiming kiss, his tongue exploring the warm cavern of her mouth as his hands roam over her body, leaving a trail of fire in their wake.

Ben: Ben's hand moves in quick, jerky motions over his cock as he watches Sherry's eyes glaze over with pleasure from Rovi's kiss. The sight of Rovi's brown slender body pressing against Sherry's soft white curves is almost too much to handle. He whispers, "Fuck, you two are so hot together," his voice shaking with need.

Sherry: Sherry pulls away from Rovi's kiss, her eyes shining with excitement. She turns to Ben "Look at you, baby," she says, her voice filled with satisfaction. "You're so turned on by watching us. That's what we've always wanted, isn't it?"

Sherry: Sherry turns back to Rovi, her eyes shimmering with a mix of lust and gratitude. "Thank you," she whispers, her voice a breathy sigh, "for making this happen." She reaches back, her hand finding Rovi's, and brings it around to cup her breast, guiding his thumb to her now-taut nipple. "Please," she says, her voice a desperate plea, "enjoy me."

Rovi: Rovi's cock swells even further at Sherry's words, feeling like steel between his legs. He takes control, positioning himself behind her. With a swift, powerful motion, he grips her hips and slams into her, the force of his thrust pushing her onto Ben's waiting mouth. She gasps, her eyes rolling back in pleasure as he fills her completely. "Oh, yes....," her voice a symphony of desire and submission.

Narrator: The room is filled with the sounds of skin slapping against skin and muffled moans. Sherry's plump ass cheeks quiver with every powerful thrust from Rovi, and Ben can't help but feel his own cock pulse in time with the rhythm. The sight of his wife's pleasure at the hands of this young, exotic man is almost too much to handle. The scene before Ben is nothing short of a feast for the eyes. Rovi's strong, brown hands are like vises on Sherry's thick, pale hips, guiding her body to meet each thrust with an animalistic grace. Sherry's parted lips form silent words of pleasure, her breath coming in ragged gasps that are music to Ben's ears.

Ben: Ben's eyes are glued to the sight of Sherry's pussy stretching around Rovi's thick cock, his mouth watering at the thought of tasting her again. His hand moves furiously over his shaft, his breaths coming quicker and shallower. Suddenly, his orgasm hits him like a freight train, his cock spurting a fountain of cum into the air, painting his hands and erection with splashes of white. He collapses back onto the couch, panting heavily.

Sherry: Sherry's eyes flicker with mischief as she watches Ben's orgasm, his cum decorating his stomach and chest. She turns her head to give Rovi a smoldering look over her shoulder, her cheeks flushed with arousal. "Looks like my white man had his fun," she says, her voice filled with a teasing lilt.

Sherry: "But now," she continues, her voice dropping to a sultry whisper, "now that you've got me all to yourself, Rovi...what do you plan to do with this naughty white wife?" She wiggles her hips, feeling the delicious stretch of Rovi's cock inside her.

Rovi: "Ah, you know how it is in those videos," Rovi says with a wicked grin, his dark eyes gleaming with mischief. "The white wife, begging for a ride, right in her own kitchen." He pumps into her a little harder, making Sherry's eyes roll back in pleasure. "It's like the ultimate taboo, isn't it?"

Sherry: "Oh we have a kitchen here. Take me there, Rovi, on that cold countertop." She glances over her shoulder, her eyes sparkling with excitement.

Sherry: With a graceful move, Sherry slips out from under Rovi. She struts over to the couch where Ben lies, his chest rising and falling in the aftermath of his orgasm. "Good boy," she whispers, kissing Ben's lips gently. "You watched so well."

Ben: Ben's eyes are half-lidded, but he smiles up at Sherry, his cheeks flushed. "It's...amazing," he murmurs, his voice still thick with lust. "Wow....I am drained....." He watches as Sherry moves away.

Narrator: The trio's excitement doesn't wane as Sherry gracefully struts towards the kitchen, her lush figure swaying with each step. Rovi follows close behind, his eyes devouring every inch of her body. The sight of Ben, sprawled on the couch, his cum glistening on his skin, only adds to the erotic tapestry unfolding before them.

Sherry: Entering the dimly lit kitchen, Sherry's eyes sparkle in the soft glow of the pendant lights above. She spots a bowl of grapes on the counter and plucks one, bringing it to her full, red lips. The crunch echoes softly in the room as she bites down, the sweetness bursting in her mouth. She takes another, grape in her hand.

Rovi: Rovi's eyes follow Sherry's every move with ravenous hunger. He approaches her from behind, his bare feet silent on the cool tiles. He wraps his arms around her waist, pulling her back against him, his hard cock pressing into the cleft of her ass. His head rests on her shoulder, his breath warm against her neck. "Still hungry....Mrs Sherry?"

Sherry: Sherry giggles, feeling the heat of Rovi's cock against her. She nods, turning to face him, her cheeks flushed with excitement. "Always," she murmurs, her voice a seductive whisper. She places the grape between her teeth, leaning in to give it to him. Their eyes lock, the intimate moment charged with tension. Rovi takes the fruit with a smirk, his teeth grazing her lower lip, and he chews slowly, his gaze never leaving hers. The taste of the grape mingles with their shared passion, a sweet prelude to the feast to come. Sherry's hand slides down to his cock, stroking it gently before she hops onto the small island kitchen counter, her legs spread wide.

Sherry: With the grace of a gazelle, Sherry straddles Rovi's waist, her legs wrapping around him as he steps closer to the kitchen counter. "Oh, my browny man," she says, her voice a purr of pure need, "who made my husband's cock splash with excitement just from watching us." She looks down at his cock, her eyes filled with a mix of awe and hunger. "My pussy is all for you," she adds, her hand guiding him to her wet, welcoming entrance. Rovi's eyes flicker with a primal need as he accepts her offering, his cock sliding into her with ease. Sherry's eyes roll back in her head as he fills her completely, the sensation overwhelming in the best way possible. She throws her head back, her golden curls cascading down her back as he starts to move within her.

Rovi: Rovi's strong, brown arms held Sherry firmly around her waist as he stands between her spread legs on the kitchen counter. His hips rock into hers, his cock sliding in and out of her with a smooth, powerful rhythm. He kisses her neck, his teeth grazing her skin gently, leaving a trail of goosebumps. "But where is your loyal husband?" he murmurs against her ear, his voice a dark tease. "Doesn't he deserve to watch his queen get what she truly craves?"

Sherry: Sherry throws her head back, her golden curls cascading down her back, her eyes flicking to the doorway leading to the living room, where Ben is just out of sight. "In the kitchen," she says, her voice filled with lust, "I'm yours to use, to claim, however you want." She bites her bottom lip, savoring the thought of Ben watching from the shadows, his own desires reflected in his eyes.

Rovi: Rovi's eyes flicker with excitement at Sherry's words, his grip on her waist tightening. He leans in, his breath hot against her ear. "Tell me, Sherry," he whispers, his voice a seductive purr, "what does your husband do when he watches you with another man?" He begins to pump into her with more urgency, his strokes deep and powerful, making her moan with each thrust. "Does he wish it was him, or does he enjoy watching you be claimed?"

Sherry: Sherry's eyes glaze over with pleasure as Rovi's cock thickens and fits in firmly in her. She gasps, her breathing ragged, "He...he enjoys watching me...seeing me this way," she says, her voice tight with passion. "He's always been submissive, and watching me with a young dominant man like you..." she moans, her voice trailing off as Rovi hits a particularly sensitive spot. "It's his ultimate fantasy," she finishes, her voice a breathless whisper.

Rovi: Rovi's hips pick up speed, his cock thickening and pulsing with every thrust, the anticipation of their climax building like a crescendo in a symphony of desire. He nibbles on Sherry's nipples, his breath hot and heavy. "How do you want it, Sherry?"

Sherry: "I want...I want to feel you...fill me," she gasps, her voice trembling. "I want your hot, thick cum...inside me." Her eyes are half-closed, her cheeks flushed with need.

Rovi: "Beg for it." He takes her chin in his hand, tilting her face to meet his gaze. His eyes are dark with lust, and his smile is filled with satisfaction. "Beg me to fill you up like the dirty little white slut you are."

Sherry: Her eyes widen with desire as she stares into Rovi's dark, hungry gaze. She can feel the power he holds over her, and it makes her wetter than she's ever been. "Please, Rovi," she whimpers, her voice trembling with need. "I need your cum...I need to feel you fill me up and claim me as yours."

Sherry: "Oh, Rovi," she says, her voice thick with longing and submission, "you've got this kitchen...and in it, you have me, your white slut." She glances back at Ben, who's watching them from the doorway, his hand moving lazily over his still-hard cock. "My husband, he's given me to you," she whispers, "to do with me as you please. He wants to see me happy, filled, and used. She gripped her legs tighht around him, her thick white thighs trembling with anticipation."Please, Rovi," she begs, her voice a sweet symphony of desire, "Fill me between my thick white thighs. I need you to fuck me harder. Make me scream so that he can hear how much I crave you....mmmm....Do it, Rovi. Take me. Make me yours. You like fucking a naughty white girl, don't you?"

Narrator: Their bodies move in a frenzied dance on the kitchen counter, their skin slapping together in a rhythm that echoes through the room. Rovi's hips are a blur of motion, his cock driving into Sherry with a ferocity. Sherry's breasts bounce with each thrust, her nipples hard and pink from Rovi's earlier attentions. Her eyes are squeezed shut, her mouth open in a silent scream of pleasure. And then, with a final, powerful surge, Rovi stills, his entire body tensing as he releases a flood of hot, thick cum into her welcoming pussy. Sherry's walls clench around him, milking him for every drop. The room is filled with the sounds of their ragged breathing, the scent of sex hanging heavy in the air

Narrator: The early morning light filters through the hotel room's curtains, casting a soft glow where a figure moving in the bathroom—Rovi, standing tall and gleaming from his shower, the water droplets on his dark skin catching the light like a thousand tiny diamonds.

Ben: Ben, still naked, pads into the bathroom, his legs wobbly from the intense night of passion. He approaches Rovi, his gaze lingering on the young man's muscular form. "Thank you," he says softly, a hint of shyness in his voice. "That was...everything."

Rovi: Rovi grins, his teeth gleaming white against his olive skin. "The pleasure was all mine, Ben."

Ben: Ben nods, his eyes still filled with the afterglow of their shared experience. "Maybe we could keep in touch, chat or do a video call."

Rovi: Rovi wipes the condensation from the mirror with a towel, his eyes meeting Ben's in the reflection. "Of course," he says, his voice rich with promise. "I'd love to explore more of this...connection we have."

Ben: Ben's gaze lingers on Rovi's semi-erect cock, a gentle smile playing on his lips. He steps closer, his own body still humming from the night's activities. "I'd love that," he murmurs, his voice thick with unspoken desire. He then turns and enters the shower, the warm water cascading over his skin.

Rovi: Rovi grabs a towel, wrapping it around his waist as he steps out of the bathroom. He pauses for a moment, glancing back at Ben through the steamy glass.

Rovi: As Rovi enters the living room, the bathrobe barely clinging to his wet body, he sees Sherry emerging from the kitchen, the hem of her white shirt riding up to reveal the top of her thighs. She's holding a cup of tea, the steam curling around her fingers like a lover's caress. She looks up, her eyes widening with surprise and delight as she sees him. "Good morning," she says, her voice still husky from the night's exertions.

Rovi: "Good morning, Mrs. Sherry," Rovi says, his smirk as warm as the tea in her hand. He places his own hands on his hips, the towel riding low, showcasing his toned abs.

Sherry: Sherry smiles coyly, setting the tea down on the nightstand. "Goodbye isn't something we do after a night like that," she purrs, her eyes sweeping over Rovi's barely covered body. "

Sherry: "So, Ben mentioned keeping in touch?"

Rovi: "Yes, we can indeed keep in touch, Sherry. Our little tryst doesn't have to end here."

Sherry: "I couldn't stop thinking about...this one thing," she adds, her voice a seductive whisper.

Rovi: Rovi's eyebrows arch, curiosity piqued. "What's that, Sherry?"

Sherry: Sherry saunters over to Rovi, "I think when you asked me last night where I needed you," she says, her voice a siren's call, "I should have pointed right here." She pointed her finger to her plump bottom lip, the gesture of a silent invitation.

Rovi: Rovi smiles gently, his eyes sparkling with mischief and let his rob fall to the floor.