Last week was Josh's birthday, but last month was our three-month anniversary. We celebrated by checking into a nice hotel. The spa area had a Jacuzzi, which gave me an excuse to wear a bikini one last time. (The pool in the apartment complex is closed until spring.) I had hoped I could tease Josh by having my bikini "accidentally" come off a piece at a time, but two other guys joined us. A young, medium-skinned black guy introduced himself as Malcolm and his friend, a taller white guy, as Arnie. I thought I'd have to drop my plans; instead, I just had to adjust them. I turned my back to Josh and asked him to rub my shoulders. As if he had read my mind, he pulled the strap down. I cooed, not entirely faking it, and then moved back. "Damn, the jets are blowing on the strings of the bottom," I said. I stood up and pulled the piece back and forth. Both guys were looking to see if they could get a glance of my pussy, and Arnie might have been able to see some pubic hair from where he sat. I sat down on Josh's lap. He kissed me on my neck, and I ground my butt back and forth on his thighs. I could feel Josh start to get hard, and one of the guys was rubbing himself.
I turned around and sat on Josh's lap again. He leaned in and whispered, "Now they're both getting hard."
"You don't say," I giggled. I rubbed back and forth some more, and this time I could feel Josh's cock rubbing underneath my pussy. He pulled me close and put his hand on the back of my head. I leaned down and we shared a long kiss. I whispered, "Act like you're going to untie my top." Then I said in a normal voice, "Rub my back again, lover!"
Josh put ran his hands up and down my back. He made sure to let his left hand linger over a string and said, "Oops! I'm pulling on the string!" He brought the right hand down and added, "Oops, I'm pulling on the other string!"
My plan was backfiring. His right hand really was pulling on the loop where I'd tied it! I gave him a look that said, "Don't you dare!"
"Sorry," he said, but when he pulled his hands away, he accidentally pulled on the other side and it came undone. The next thing I knew, I couldn't feel either string on my back, and I realized the guys had each pulled one off. What the hell, I thought. I raised my arms, and they pulled the top forward. Everyone could see my tits! I leaned back and Josh started sucking on the right tit. Malcolm rubbed the left one while Arnie voiced his approval. Josh picked me up and carried me to the floor mat nearby. He kissed his way down my chest and beyond. His chin was pushing the top of my bikini bottom down while he kissed the lowest part of my stomach. I could feel a little stubble on my pussy which let me know that his chin was blocking any view that Malcolm and Arnie might have hoped for.
I looked to the side, and they had their cocks out, stroking them openly. I felt a sigh of relief that they were satisfied with that. I said to Josh, "Tell me what you want."
"To get back to our room in a hurry," he said.
"Let's hold off a little bit," I whispered. "Play with me a little more."
Josh obliged. He raised his chin, and the bikini bottom came back up. He kissed my pussy through the fabric. "I don't know how much more I can wait," he pleaded. He started to pull the fabric to the side. Normally, I love when he goes down on me, but I was afraid someone else would join us, and I didn't want to end up in jail.
I pushed his hand away and told him, "Sit up." Both guys came over and shot their wad on my tits. I turned to them and said, "Show's over, guys." Then I turned to Josh and said, "I'm all yours." He picked up my top where Arnie had laid it. I put it back on and we hurried back to our room.
No sooner had I locked the door behind us than Josh was naked. As soon as I walked up to him, he turned me around. "I wanted to do this myself," he said, and he pulled the strings on my top. He reached around and cupped my tits. He pulled his hands back when he realized Arnie and Malcolm's cum was still on them.
"You had your chance," I told him. "Should we clean off in the shower?"
"I don't wanna wait that long," Josh answered.
"Neither do," I admitted. "I'll make this quick but enjoyable." I went into the bathroom and came back with a towel. I made a show of wiping my tits clean, but then I held it up and breathed in the scent of their cum. There wasn't really much of a scent, but my act got Josh even more ready.
"I wanted to do this, too," he said, and he pulled the strings on the bottom half of my swimsuit. As excited as I knew he was, I was amazed that he managed to pull them evenly. It hadn't even fallen to the ground before his hand was over my pussy. I got on and off my toes so he'd graze my center with his middle finger. Better than that, he got it inside me. As soon as I was on my feet, he added his index finger and started to finger-fuck me furiously.
"I want you," I panted.
"I wasn't sure if you wanted me or them," Josh said, almost sounding angry.
"Always you," I assured him. I ground my hips back and felt his cock between my legs.
"You know what I really want, don't you?"
"I want it too," I told him. I broke away and jumped onto the bed. I separated my legs and waited. I didn't have to wait long. Josh was balls deep before I could tell him to fuck my brains out.
"I love you," Josh panted. "I love you so much. You said you're all mine, and that's how I want it."
"I just wanted to get you turned on," I told him.
"You always turn me on," he said. He managed to say all this while pounding my pussy harder than anyone had before. "You make me smile every time you enter the room."
"I love you too," I said between pants.
"I wanna fill you up," he said.
I'd never had a cock feel so wide at the opening to my cunt. "You are," I assured him.
"I mean with cum," he corrected me.
"Do it!" I moaned.
"You mean you want it too?"
"Even more!"
He put his hands on my hips and shot a huge load. I didn't have an orgasm, but I was overcome with emotion when I felt it. "God, yes!" he shouted. "It feels so great!"
"Same here, baby!" I told him.
After he finished coming, he stood motionless and rolled off me. I caught my breath. "Didn't work," he said.
"What do you mean?" I asked. "The hotel room was a great idea."
"Yeah, it made it exciting, but that's not what I meant."
"What, then?"
Josh explained, "I read up on that relaxation exercise you told me about. I tried to make myself forget that you're on the Pill just like you did, 'cause I wanted to feel like we might make a baby."
"Is that what you meant about wanting it too?"
"Yeah," he said. "Problem is, the exercise didn't work for me. That was one of the best fucks I've ever had, but not because of what I was trying to do. Plus, I got-well, worse than jealous. I guess groups aren't my thing. I know you like 'em, 'cause you've written about it, but it's not for me."
I put my hand on his chest. "If you're not comfortable, that's the last time anyone else will see either of us naked again." He kissed me, and I felt his stubble on my chin. "You know, that felt kind of sexy when you were down there," I told him.
Josh laughed. "Which time?"
"The last thing you did at the Jacuzzi. Your chin was pushing-" I demonstrated what had happened and then put my hand on his chin. "I could feel you over my pussy, and it was exciting."
"Then it's time to finish what I started!" he said. I rolled onto my back again and spread my legs.
Josh separated my pussy lips and licked a circle around the inner edge. He closed his mouth around me and I could feel his chin rubbing the lowest part. He deliberately moved up and down inside me, and the whiskers grated against my thighs. It's irritating when I haven't and I can feel it, but with him, it was a strange kind of turn-on. Then he moved to the higher part of my pussy. As he ran his tongue back and forth, I could feel his unshaved lip doing to my clit what his chin had just done to my inner thighs. "Shit! Yes! Yes!" I squealed.
"You love it, don't you?" Josh asked.
I pushed his head back down. "You own me, okay? Now, shut up and eat me!" He obliged. Usually he probes to find my sensitive spots, but he knew how badly I wanted it, and instead he just made loud slurping noises as he licked my folds. I held my arms down flat, as if I was afraid that I'd fall off the bed from how hard he was making me come. "Oh, honey! Honey!" Josh looked up smugly. "Yeah, you're that good. Fuck me again, please!"
Josh waited until I'd finished coming. He guided me onto all fours. I could feel his cock between my thighs, and then he said, "You know, once you're too big for missionary, I might just hit the wrong target."
I looked back at him and pulled my butt cheeks apart. "The only wrong target is someone else," I insisted.
Josh smiled. "God, I'm lucky." He rubbed his hands over my drenched pussy and then rubbed my cum over my asshole. He moved in slowly.
"Oh, Josh," I whispered. "You're the only guy I've met who can make anal feel like lovemaking."
By this time he was well up my ass. "I'd do anything for you, Cindy," he said.
"Me too," I said. He had a steady rhythm, and soon I felt him coming hard.
We made love deep into the night and barely got dressed in time to check out.
As I said, that was last month. Last Friday I went with Josh to celebrate his birthday with his family. Everyone was friendly, even his mom, and I loved seeing Josh play with his niece and nephew. I knew what I was going to give him later, but for the party I bought him a new parka, since he had mentioned the upcoming ski season.
At one point, his dad and I were the only ones in the room. "Josh never had a chance, did he?"
"What do you mean?" I asked. "I'd had my eyes on him for a long time before I actually spoke to him."