South of Ephesus, we then did take off a night in bed with her - or she with us. Even on a long honeymoon, couples don't have sex every night. Our trip together was not a honeymoon, of course, but she had a "very understanding attitude," as Hannes had said, and we respected easily her choice to just sleep a night with the one or other of us. Our "nights off" in bed with her averaged out, eventually developing into a routine. When one of us didn't one night, he slept with her the following night and did. She always then did want to.
That pattern didn't really develop until later, and there were exceptions. It took me a couple of months to recognize that after her period, she wanted it three or four nights in a row. Needless to say, Hannes and I were more than pleased to oblige her, usually having our cocks sucked to orgasm before she wanted to ride on them, later in the night enjoying an easy sixty-nine, sometimes a fuck in the morning, especially when my cock - don't know about Hannes' - was between her thighs, her fingers then helping it find her pussy. Then we would fuck in that position, fingers of both our hands rubbing her clitoris. After a night like that, it was easy to keep my hands off my cock the following night, even when I was listening to them doing about the same in the bed below me.
That was the routine, but there were exceptions.
On the south coast of Turkey, long before there were tourist hotels everywhere, we found a secluded little beach and went skinny dipping again. Then we were lying soaking up the warm sun. I am sure Hannes cock and balls were like mine: my sack very loose, my cock as long and full as it could be without becoming aroused.
That was very pleasant, so nicely aware of it without its being aroused, despite lying naked with Marie naked between us. Suddenly she sat up. It was always nice to see how her breasts moved. She looked down to her left and right at us and said cheerfully:
"Interesting to see you both like that, first time, I think. Hm-hmm! You're not both thinking about me, I hope."
"Not me, just the nice warm sun," Hannes replied.
"Same here, but since you asked ..." I added jocularly.
"Oh, then I could too," he enjoined with a chuckle.
"Especially if you keep staring, as though you hadn't seen them before," I added.
"Not really; too modest to really look, and when it wasn't dark, they weren't like now, and when it was dark, I couldn't see them."
"We couldn't ever see you," I remarked.
"No," Hannes agreed.
"You are thinking about me," she said.
"You started this; maybe it's you - thinking about us," I replied, still in a joking tone.
She shrugged and agreed:
"Well, now I am, I guess. Hmmm? Oh, I know, I want to suck your balls, try to. Never did that, but sometimes thought about doing it. Stand up and let me, both of you."
Hannes and I did. By now, our cocks weren't so relaxed. So that's how his looked, I thought, seeing it that way for the first time, seeing that his foreskin had slipped back, just hiding the groove below the head of his cock. He was looking at mine, probably seeing it the same way. I thought it inappropriate to look down and check, but Marie was looking back and forth at them, apparently intending to remain seated and to have us stand over her.
She raised her hands towards each of us, beckoning with her fingers, moving them like she did when she was jostling my balls. Hannes and I looked at each other with raised eyebrows. I gestured for him to go first. He nodded with smirk and stepped over Marie's thighs. She nodded with a chuckle, also smirking. He had to bend his knees to lower his balls to her upturned mouth. Her fingers stuffed the lower one in his loose sack between her lips. He hummed, giving me a grin. I saw her mouth close around it. When he responded: "Oooh! Uhnn!" it suddenly occurred to me that she could bite it off. Of course, she wouldn't, but it gave new meaning to the expression "having someone by his balls."
I could imagine how she could be sucking and licking his ball - licking a few hairs too. This was going to be good, and obviously was being for him, his cock inching up. She saw it and batted it gently, making it swing from side to side. My cock then was also rising. What was she going to do, when we both had full erections? And what about our seeing her pussy? I wanted to see what my tongue had been licking - now so many times. Hannes must also want to.
She let his ball pop out of her mouth and looked up at him, batting his cock again. It was now too stiff to swing as much as it had before, springing back against her fingers. She grinned and said:
"You must have liked that as much as I did."
"I hope you did," he murmured, looking like he was a little embarrassed by my staring at his almost fully erect cock.
She nodded, then looked at me, beckoning again. He stepped aside. As I stepped closer and over her thighs, she grinned and batted my cock, already near half mast. I bent my knees and watched her stuff my left ball in her mouth. Oooh! It did feel good, like I had imagined, but even better! My cock started to rise about the horizontal. If Hannes wanted to see it, I had seen his.
She closed her mouth around my ball and sucked and licked for a few seconds more, then released it, looking up past my cock at me with grin. She glanced over at Hannes' cock, which had sunk down a notch or two, and said:
"Guess I should have expected that; certainly hadn't seen them like that."
"We haven't either, each other's," Hannes murmured, looking at mine, then glancing up at me with wry smile.
"What am I supposed to do with them now; kind of my fault that they're like that?"
"Very much your fault," I replied, still stand over her.
Hannes nodded, then chuckled and said:
"I can think of something. Hmmm! Don't even mind watching, but only if you promise to be fair."
"I really should have expected that," Marie replied with a wry smirk and nodded.
She batted my cock again and then grasped it, pulling on it to help herself onto her knees. She glanced over at Hannes with a grin and then stared at my cock. She let go of it and jostled my balls, then snickered and licked, chuckling when it bobbed away. Good thing that he had said he could watch, I thought, she was obviously intending to make this more interesting for him - and me.
