The Edward Series

The "Edward" Series

This story is a follow-on to the 2 Spa Story episodes, involving the same characters. Whilst that story was inspired by a real-life event, this story - and any that follow it in the series - are more pure fantasy as Edward's cock seemed too good to waste and the girl and her hubby wanted to see how things might develop in the fantasy. Please enjoy!

We stayed in the sauna a little longer - just enough time to get our breath back really. I didn't bother cleaning off after the guys had cum all over me; it was pretty exciting to sit there and chat with the new couple with my face and chest streaked, even though it mostly washed off with the sweat in the sauna's heat. Edward and my husband were all sweaty as well which was a good look for them - made them seem very athletic.

I hadn't said anything more to hubby and I sort of thought that having fulfilled my dreams of a threesome we'd part company and be off home the next day. Then I thought differently. I found myself saying to Edward, "If you're not otherwise busy tonight, I'd be pleased if you could join us for dinner."

I'd been due to go back home the next day so hadn't made any reservations and since it was supposed to be a business trip, I hadn't packed anything exotic for a dinner. Hubby and I went back to my room to clean up and get ready. I asked him what he thought about Edward.

"He just seemed like a nice young guy. He wasn't phased by me appearing suddenly and he responded perfectly. That was a nice gesture to invite him to dinner and maybe to find out a bit more about him."

I put on the only decent outfit I had and we confirmed the hotel restaurant, then called Edward to tell him the arrangements. I checked in the bathroom mirror before emerging to show F; plain cream blouse, black pencil skirt. Bare legs as it was still warm, medium heels, Wicked Weasel thong. No bra necessary for the evening.

"Very nice," he said. "Maybe just a bit formal? I know it's all you have after the business meetings, but perhaps a couple of buttons undone? After all, Edward's seen you naked..."

I knew what F was thinking. With no bra on, my large boobs swaying gently underneath and the blouse quite see-through, so my darker nipples showed through, we'd see how gentlemanly Edward really was.

"I have to say, I really liked the way he looked after me while I was at the pool. He seemed a really kind person. But after I sent you the photos he'd taken, and hearing your reaction, it was nice to see more of him in the sauna..." I thought back to the first view I had of Edward's naked young body. "He seemed so well put together, and while his cock wasn't a match for yours, he had a certain ... youthful vigour." Still thinking about Edward's huge young cock, I did as F suggested and undid a couple of the blouse buttons. The necklace I had on swung inside my blouse now and showed the way down the valley of my breasts.

We got down to the restaurant quite early and of course our table wasn't ready so we sat at the bar and people watched a bit before Edward arrived. I was a little nervous at first as there was no-one else wearing anything quite so daring, and thankfully no-one else there from my business meeting, but the barman didn't bat an eyelid and served us our drinks so I relaxed. Edward appeared and we greeted like old friends. He shook F's hand and gave me a hug and a kiss on both cheeks.

"Well, what a nice surprise to see you with so many clothes on," he said. Looking at my eyes but glancing down to my chest and grinning. I blushed and he and F laughed. And that was it. The ice was broken and then we chatted easily. I was reminded of one of the late night reality shows where a couple are introduced to each other naked and then go on a date together clothed to see if the same attraction is there when they're dressed as much as when they were bare.

For my part, it was great to see how well we all got along. Edward's easy charm was evident over dinner as it had been around the pool and he and F got along really well, with a lot of common interests, despite the difference in their ages. Edward showed just the right amount of interest in my boobs, looking at them and smiling occasionally but not staring. I kept getting flashbacks to the sauna, remembering how well I'd been filled by their cocks and my pussy began to feel that familiar tingle. When I went to the washroom, I made sure that my blouse was a little looser out of my skirt and that another button was undone so it was open to a level just below my nipples. It made me feel horny and I hoped the boys would get the right idea as well.

Oh boy did they get the right idea! Edward slipped his shoe off and began running it up my legs. He wasn't wearing socks and his toes felt smooth as they played with me. F put his hand around my back and started to tease the blouse out of my skirt, running his hand just inside the waist-line and trying to get lower. When we settled the bill, there was no question that Edward was coming back to our room for "drinks."

I led the way to the lift and held the door open for the boys. Once they were in and the button pressed for my floor, I flung my arms round my husband's neck and gave him the sloppiest kiss I could, my tongue going straight for his. When I judged we were half-way up, I broke the kiss off, turned to Edward and said, "You're not missing out," and did the same to him, my knee flexing as I bent my leg up in exhilaration, showing off to F. I pressed my aching breasts into Edward to let him feel them squash against his chest and was rewarded when he put his hands on my ass to pull me into him. His cock swelled against me until the 'ding' of the lift signalled our arrival and I broke away once more, leading the way to the room and swiping in to enter.

I poured drinks for all of us, then instructed the boys to sit on the bed. "Now strip. I want to see your cocks." Sat down, I towered over them as they unbuttoned and peeled off their shirts then shucked off their trousers. "Stroke them for me." I remained fully clothed as they took hold of their semi-rigid members and began to masturbate for me. Well, I say fully clothed; my blouse was only held together by 2 buttons at the bottom now and was half out of my skirt. F had managed to undo another button when we embraced in the lift so my tits were falling out. I teased the boys by taking the blouse completely out of the skirt and undoing the remaining lowest buttons but leaving my shoulders covered. I wanted to remain more or less clothed as long as possible to show them who was in control. There's something particularly sexy about a woman dressed up formally with a naked man isn't there? Sort of like "My Favourite Teacher,' or "The Sexy Librarian." Don't worry - I wasn't going to keep them in suspense forever - I wanted to feel their cocks too much for that.

Their cocks were rampant in their fists now; big, red, upright and glistening at the tip with precum. I kept my blouse on, open at the front and went across to Edward, wrapping my boobs around his dick and pressing them together, wanking him between them as his wetness coated the valley between them, lubricating them nicely. My hands were coated with his creamy liquid. I licked them clean before taking his dick and wrapping my fist round it, jerking him off rapidly and watching his eyes to make sure I stopped before he reached the point of no return. F's cock was large and delicious, but I was obsessed by Edward's long thick shaft. I measured it in my hands, only just getting my hand around it and with both hands together, still the red tip of his knob poked out of the top of my hands, the two little holes winking at me and oozing precum. I toyed with it, dabbing my tongue against it to mop up the droplets and savoured them against my tongue.

F moved himself behind me and reached under my skirt to expertly remove my thong as I worshipped Edward's cock, licking the tip then sinking my mouth over it, pouring my saliva over it to then rub the shaft in one hand whilst cupping his balls. F whispered in my ear, telling me how much he enjoyed the sight of my hair as it draped over Edward's manhood and into his groin. He wrapped his arms around me, under the blouse and squeezed my tits flat against my chest. Oh god, together with the cock in my mouth, the touch of my husband familiar hands rubbing my nipples in just the right way, curling and circling round my large areolae, triggered me so much. I pushed back onto him, taking Edward even deeper, gagging as his dick touched the back of my throat and causing me to arch my back and pull clear for a second.

I put my hands behind me to the hem of my skirt and pulled it up, over my buttocks. I still wanted to keep dressed with my men naked. Wanted to let them feel they were taking advantage of me, leaving the merest hint of mystery. F pushed my head back and grabbed my hands as I had left them spreading my cheeks, locking my wrists together in his firm grip. His cock rested in the crack of my arse, sliding up as I gulped at Edwards knob. I growled at the animal passion I was feeling from these two studs. I wanted to feel their power again, but I wanted to be back in control.

I stood, my skirt still pushed up around my waist to let my husband's cock flop away. My trapped hands were at the level of his groin and it was natural for me to open my palms to feel him. I turned my face to him. "Let me show Edward how he has to behave," I whispered and saw my husband acquiesce, knowing he'd be rewarded later. I shuffled forward to straddle Edward's legs and grabbed his head, pulling him towards me and down, mashing him against my pussy. Not caring that I was squashing his nose and blocking his airway - I wanted his mouth open anyway. I knew my pussy was wet, and wanted him to feel that against his cheek, his lips, his tongue. I held him tightly, used his head like the head of my wand, used him to tease and rub my clit. I moaned. I'm sure I moaned, it was such a good feeling. And that gave me the thought. I wanted Edward to be completely under my control, to do what I wanted, to show him what a mature woman desired and how to please me. To teach him and let me experience all the things his beautiful young cock could give me.

I wasn't using my husband as a cuckold; that was never in my thoughts. F would be my willing - oh, so willing - partner in whatever games we devised. But I did want the freedom to be a slut, to cum when I wanted and as often as I wanted.

"Lie back on the bed," I instructed. "I want to ride your face. Let your tongue take the place of your cock in my cunt. If you're good, I might let you cum as well."

Edward did as he was told. I climbed on the bed and knelt over his face, looking down on him before putting my hands to part my lips and sinking over his eager mouth. He was ready for his task and took to it with gusto, probing me and licking me alternately, using just the right amount of pressure. He may have been young, but he was good. I rose up on my knees, just enough for him to reach my clit and let him lick around it. "Circle it," I told him. "Lick around it and get me really hard before you suck on me." He was so good at taking my instructions, I was on the verge of cumming quite quickly. The eroticism of the occasion, plus the skill with which he used his mouth hard my legs trembling until I poured myself onto his body and collapsed over him.

I lay there for a good minute until I felt my hubby gently stroking my back, bringing me back into the room. I rose off Edward and was rewarded with the sight of F stroking his cock for me, as hard and long as I'd ever seen him. I looked down at Edward, lying flat on his back and grinning broadly. His cock was still huge but had lost some of its temper.

"Do you mind?" I mouthed at hubby.

"Go ahead," he signalled; all the cue I needed. I slipped my blouse off, then lay down to unzip my skirt and remove that as well. I needed Edward's cock now and kneeled over him, taking him into my mouth to get him fully hard once more. My legs were spread either side of his head, but it was his fingers I felt on me know, exploring my swollen pussy and feeling how wet my lips were before testing my ass-hole with the tips of his fingers. It took him a good 5 seconds to be ready for me and I shuffled into position facing my husband, kneeling high over Edward's now vertical shaft. His hands supporting my hips, I held him and pointed him directly at my opening as I sank down onto him and rode him.

I didn't expect him to last long after the teasing he'd had all evening. I was surprised at his stamina, or his restraint - or both I guess. I didn't try to use my muscles to make him cum, I was enjoying the feel of his cock filling me and the sight of my husband stroking his too much to want it to end quickly. Hubby came closer and closer to me; we both wanted the same thing! I opened my mouth and enjoyed him entering my mouth as Edward fucked me. I sucked and he stroked as Edward pumped from beneath with me riding. I knew my pussy was flowing as I felt him get slicker and slicker. I felt my orgasm approaching and was rewarded with Edward bucking under me and groaning as he came, spurting jets of sperm into me that I could feel as I came again. F was in a similar position as I looked up and saw his face grimace and his knees tremble before he filled my mouth with his cum before he slipped out and coated me with his cum, spraying me from neck to navel and then letting me lick him clean.

"Time to sleep now lovers," I said. I was too relaxed and tired to think of showering so was happy to lay filled with cum, like the slut I had become that day. We lay together on the bed, a stud on each side of me, holding me and keeping me close, our breathing gradually synchronising after the usual awkward moments of getting used to a new body in the bed.

Dawn would be a long time coming. I half stirred as F repositioned himself behind me and I slowly opened my eyes to see chinks of light appearing at the edges of the curtains. As I came to gradually, I realised F was halfway in me and was nudging slowly ever further into my pussy, still part filled with Edwards cum. I turned my head to Edward. He was still sleeping, breathing rhythmically as F pushed into me and I opened my legs and pushed back onto him. It sounds weird to say that it felt extra naughty to be fucking like this, staring at the guy who'd most recently cum in my pussy, but it was my husband after all and I was very grateful that he'd been so generous the night before but was now reclaiming me with his big cock.

It was inevitable that Edward would wake with the movements of the mattress. He opened his eyes and turned to look at me, then clearly realised that I was engaged.

"Good morning gorgeous," he said, stifling a yawn. He reached over to my face with one hand and stroked me gently, brushing away a stray hair before lowering his hand to my chest and resting it over my breast. He pushed the sheet down with the other hand to show me his erection - morning wood maybe but very impressive all the same. Holding onto my boob, he began to stroke himself, finding a rhythm with F's thrusting from behind.

"We don't need to be quiet anymore, F. We have company," I said and F's head popped up to wish Edward good morning. It was such a turn-on to have these two well hung guys fucking and wanking over me, it was my turn to be the first to cum and I didn't hold back, I shoved my hand onto my clit to get the maximum force of a full clitoral and vaginal orgasm and almost bellowed as I came, then rested my hand on Edward's chest as he came, pointing his cock towards me to spray my tits - still caked with F's cum from last night. I must have squeezed extra hard as that seemed to be the trigger for F to cum in my pussy as well, so all three of us fell back, catching our breath and laughing at the sheer joy of cumming.

"That was magical," I said. I genuinely couldn't have wished for a better end to a business trip. "But we should get cleaned up and I think we need to have a few conversations over breakfast." As I lay there in post orgasmic bliss, I didn't want this to be a one-off idyll, but I couldn't see how we could make it happen again and retain the magic.