This is my first attempt at writing an erotic story. I'm sure I'll get better with each story.
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The hotel lobby was well lit, but still maintained something of an exciting, romantic atmosphere. At least that was how it seemed to N and J as they were waiting for the stranger who was going to help them fulfill a ling anticipated fantasy. They were both already very aroused, having only just finished fucking for the third time that day a few minutes ago. For the past few months they had both been in a state of continual horniness thinking about this fantasy. Now that it was about to happen they were both so excited that they were almost shaking with anticipation.
The first time they had fucked that day was when they awoke; realizing that today was the day they were finally going to go through with it. The second time was when they had checked into the hotel room. Even thought they had only traveled a few kilometers to get here, they were both eager to get out of their travelers clothes and into something more comfortable. Seeing each other naked and in the room where their fantasy was going to come true they couldn't help but fuck. Then when they had cleaned up a little they went out for lunch, trying not to think about tonight's activities for some time. After a light lunch at a nearby restaurant followed by drinks at the hotel bar they returned to their room to change into the clothes they were going to war, and take off, during the night's pleasure they fucked again.
By the time they were waiting for their guest in the hotel lobby N was sure that after cumming in his wife's pussy three times already he would be able to last for a respectable amount of time. And J was riding on a wave of constant pleasure after having a cock cum inside her pussy three times already that day. She was happily aware that there would be much more cum over the course of the night if everything worked out as they had planned.
It had started out as a joke here and there. Then it turned into sexy talk to get her excited. But after a few times they both had wanted to try; a threesome with another guy. Just the thought of it was enough to make J's pussy wet and N spent most of his time trying not to think about it so that he wouldn't walk around with a hard cock all day. That wouldn't do at work.
Every time after they would fuck, fantasizing that there was another cock to suck and fuck, they would always assume that this was just something that belonged in the realm of fantasy. After they had fucked N wasn't sure if he could handle the idea of his wife enjoying another man. In his fantasy, at least in the beginning, the other guy was just another copy of himself. Which guy wouldn't like two dicks to be able to give his wife cock at both ends? But after this had become the usual fantasy for fucking they both started to become more comfortable with the idea of her enjoying two cocks at the same time. Then one night after she had enjoyed her third orgasm of the night she asked N if he could handle her being with another guy. Sure, he thought. As long as there was no kissing and he was there to watch and join in. She would just be using him as a sex toy and the thought of her being extraordinarily aroused made him even more horny. He was confident enough in himself and his body that the thought of him and his wife seeing another naked man was no threat to him.
So after they had decided to g through with it N found a site online where people who were looking for this type of thing could find each other. That is where they found Brian. Brian was five and a half feet tall, just a little shorter than her husband. He had a flat stomach, a muscular build, but not overly so like a body builder. His cock, as they had seen from the pictures he sent, was about the same as her husband's; circumcised and hard. The difference was in the amount of hair. Brian has close cropped pubic hair while N regularly shaved his. J had enjoyed looking at the pictures of his cock while N fucked her from behind.
The arrangements were made and ground rules set. No kissing, no slapping, and if anyone wanted to call it quits, it was to stop. Both J and J were determined that if anyone called it quits it wouldn't be them. They were both eager to see this through to the sloppy, messy, erotic end.