Her husband and an unwitting friend fuel her fantasy
My husband Nick and I have been married for 6 years. Our sex life is probably typical of most married couples. We both work, and with a house to take care of, and friends, and hobbies, it's hard to find time for those wild fuck-fests we enjoyed when we were dating.
At least we are both pretty open about sex... no particular hang-ups, and we enjoy a very active shared fantasy life. It started years ago, when we began reading erotic stories to one another before sex. After a while we moved on to making up stories, or just little scenarios. One night Nick might describe me being ravaged by half a dozen men (as he attempts to penetrate and stimulate me in as many ways as possible). Another time I might describe how my best friend, Alyssa, seduces him (as I ride his hard cock).
I've noticed the stories that get Nick hottest are the ones involving the two of us with another woman. I'm kind of bi-curious myself, so those stories turn me on as well. But crossing that bridge in real life, if it ever happens, is still in the future.
No, the story I want to tell started when I won a vacation getaway through a promotion my company was running. The prize included airfare and the use of a bungalow on the beach in Maui for a week. There were no strings attached - it wasn't one of the bullshit timeshare sales trips.
Nick and I had been talking a lot about being more social and seeing more of our friends. We'd also just enjoyed a very romantic vacation in Mexico. So we decided we'd invite someone to share the bungalow with us. It turned out that the couples we knew couldn't get away, so Nick suggested we ask his friend Dan. I actually like Dan a lot. He's an easy-going guy, and since he broke up with his girlfriend a few months ago, he is often the "third wheel" when Nick and I are looking for some company. And he enthusiastically agreed to join us for a week in Maui!
You probably have some idea where this story is going. Well, I didn't! It really just started as friends sharing a vacation get-away. But if you want the hot parts of the story (and I'm sure you do), read on.
The plane trip to Maui was uneventful, and we had a rental car waiting for the drive across the island to the bungalow. The bungalow colony itself was a little disappointing. It was in an older area with a rocky beach, littered with seaweed, and the buildings were quite run down. There was a very small sitting room with worn furniture, a veranda, a bathroom, and a tiny kitchenette. There was a bedroom with its own bathroom, and a smaller bedroom with two double beds, clearly intended for kids. Dan graciously tossed his bags in the "kids" room without any discussion.
The "luxurious public facilities" consisted of a small swimming pool, a shuffleboard court (with no equipment to be found), and a building housing the office, a ping-pong table, a few coin operated laundry machines, an ice machine and a Coke machine.
On the plus side, the place was right on the beach, and there was a shuttle to the big hotels with the prime beaches, restaurants, and facilities. And hey - how bad can a free week in Maui be?
After the plane flight and the drive, it was already late in the day, so after dropping off our stuff we drove to the nearby village for a quick "Hawaiian Barbeque" dinner, then headed back to get a good night's sleep.
The next morning we drove back into the village to stock up on groceries. Nick and Dan made sure we had plenty of liquor. We also rented snorkeling gear for the week. We had an early lunch at the Hawaiian Barbeque, hauled our stuff back to the bungalow, and then decided to catch the shuttle down to the hotel area, which had the best beaches for snorkeling.
The snorkeling was really fantastic. The hotels were located right by a big reef, which attracted every kind of fish imaginable. We spent a couple of hours excitedly exploring underwater, pointing out the most beautiful fish, and sometimes surfacing so we could talk and share things we had seen.
Finally we made our way back to our blanket and towels on the beach. I told Nick to hold still while I put a fresh layer of suntan lotion on him. I took my time and made sure I reached everywhere... I didn't want our trip spoiled by sunburn! I even slid my hands a little under his swim trunks to be sure to get everywhere.
He then returned the favor, rubbing a generous sheath of lotion onto my skin. He slid his hands well under the top of my swimsuit, even tweaking my nipples. When he slid his hand down into my bikini bottom I hissed at him, "Nick!"
He pulled his hand out with a grin and smacked my ass, declaring, "You're done, babe! Dan, can I do you old buddy?" he said with a comical leer.
"Uh, no thanks man, I'm good."
I shook my head. "Men! You'd rather get a sunburn than have another guy touch you! Here, give me that lotion. Dan, lie down on the towel."
Dan quickly obeyed, and I started to rub the lotion onto his back. Dan is built a lot like my husband. People sometimes mistake them for brothers. They are both a little over 6 feet tall, well built without being muscle-bound. They'd been on their college soccer team together, and they had both stayed in shape.
I certainly liked watching Dan, and fantasized about him sometimes, but I'd never really had any serious feelings for him. And yet, I felt almost giddy when I started to rub the lotion on him. His body was firm and strong and muscular, his skin smooth and warm from the sun. It glistened where I rubbed the lotion. I began to massage it in, rubbing more than I needed to, and he relaxed with a sigh.
I was starting to get excited myself... that feeling that isn't outright arousal, but the excitement of flirting and enjoying a man's body. I worked on his back for as long as I could, and then moved down, rubbing the lotion on his calves and up the back of his thighs. I slipped my hands up the legs of his trunks, wondering how far I dared go. He squirmed a little, and I pulled my hands back.
"Alright, roll over... let me get your front."
"Uh, that's OK Tracy, I'll get the rest. Thanks, that was great!"
Dan took the bottle of lotion and quickly sat up, his back to me, and started vigorously applying the lotion to his arms and chest. I suddenly realized that he didn't want me to know he had an erection! I felt my skin instantly flush, and at the same time felt my nipples stiffening. I realized that I was also getting seriously turned on.
Embarrassed, I turned quickly to Nick, and saw him sitting a few feet away, watching me. He gave me a wink and turned away with an enigmatic smile.
The three of us relaxed in the sun for a while. I tried desperately not to think about Dan's body, but found myself, again and again, gazing at his chest, his thighs, or even his crotch. I caught him staring at me more than once, and I could clearly see the outline of his partially erect cock under his shorts.
Eventually we decided to head back to the bungalow. A lifeguard told us it was a walk of several miles along the beach back to the bungalow colony, if we didn't want to wait for the shuttle. He also said there was a place along the way, right on the beach, where we could stop and get something to eat.
