"If we're going back down to the bar to find another guy for me to fuck tonight, I've got to take a quick shower and fix my makeup," my wife said to me as she headed to the bathroom of our hotel room. "You should probably wash David's and my cum off your face, too," she added as she turned on the shower.
I headed to the sink and thought about the two loads of cum that I have eaten so far this evening; David's, from my wife's pussy after I had watched him fuck her, and my own, snowballed from her mouth after she blew me when he left. Now we were going to go back downstairs to see if we could find another guy for my wife to fuck, who's cum I would undoubtedly end up cleaning from her too. This was going to be my first real chance to be her wingman. I felt my cock begin to stiffen.
After cleaning up, we went downstairs to the bar to look for the hot guy that my wife had spotted earlier. Upon entering, I saw him at the end of the bar where he had been seated earlier, but he was now sitting with another man. The booth where we had sat earlier in the evening was now occupied, but we found a couple of seats at an unoccupied table. We got drinks and watched the hot guy interact with the man next to him for a few minutes. Turning to my wife, I said, "Shit, they're obviously friends. How are we going to get him alone?"
My wife said, "His friend is pretty good looking, too. Why don't we see if they would both like to join us?"
"Really?" I asked, while contemplating watching her do two guys at once. I felt my cock begin to stiffen once again.
"Sure," she said, "I told you that even though I haven't done more than one guy at a time in years, I've always liked being the center of attention. Go ask them. The worst they can do is say no. Right?"
I pounded back the last of my drink and headed up to the bar with my empty glass. Standing next to the hot guy's friend, I ordered another round. After I paid for the drinks, I moved a step away from the bar and holding the two drinks, I caught the hot guy's eye. "My wife and I were wondering if you two would be interested in joining us," I said and motioned to the table where my wife was sitting. As they looked over at her, I saw my wife purse her lips and, with a twinkle in her eye, give them a kiss followed by a sly grin. The two men looked at each other, shrugged their shoulders, said, "Sure. Why not?" and followed me over to the table.
After making introductions, I sat across from my wife so Don, the hot guy, could sit to one side of my wife, and Greg, his friend, could sit on the other side of her. Don was a smooth, easy talking, ladies' man. Greg was ruggedly handsome, bigger than Don, and more athletic looking. They both flirted effortlessly with my wife as we drank, and my wife encouraged them by repeatedly touching their hands and arms as they talked.
After finishing our drinks, my wife looked at me and nodded her head, letting me know that she wanted me to make this to go farther. "My wife has a very high sex drive and she finds both of you attractive. We have a room upstairs. Would the two of you be interested in joining us?" I asked. They smiled at each other and didn't hesitate to accept my invitation. As we made our way back up to the room, my wife was sandwiched between Don and Greg, with one of her arms around each of their waists. I followed behind, anticipating the scene that would soon be unfolding.
As soon as the door to our room closed behind us, my wife began kissing Don while Greg ground himself against her ass, his hands running up her sides to her tits. The two of them worked together effortlessly and soon had her dress and bra off. This was clearly not the first time that they had shared a woman.
Don put his hands on my wife's shoulders and gently pushed her downward until she was on her knees. My wife unbuttoned his pants and let them drop to his ankles. Then, pulling his boxers down, she freed his cock and took it into her mouth. It looked about average in length; maybe slightly larger than my own. As she was sucking Don's cock, Greg stripped out of his clothes and stood next to Don. Greg's cock was much bigger than Don's, at least 7-1/2 inches in length, and thick. My wife stopped sucking on Don, and looking at Greg, said, "Now, that's a good-looking piece of meat!" She wrapped her hand around Greg's cock and began stroking it, adding, "I can't wait to feel this inside me."
My wife hopped up off the floor and climbed up on the bed, on her hands and knees, telling the two men, "You can take turns fucking me from behind while I suck the other one's dick. When one of you feels like you're getting close to cumming, you can switch off." Motioning to Greg, she added, "You first stud. Come here and let me have some of that dick."
Greg got on the bed behind my wife and began rubbing his dick along the slit of her pussy. Pushing back, she impaled herself on his cock and began fucking him by rocking back and forth against him. Don knelt on the bed in front of her and put his hard cock in her face. My wife opened her mouth, and he began fucking her mouth in rhythm with Greg fucking her pussy.
I watched in awe from my seat across the room as the two men spit-roasted my wife for the next 45 minutes or so; tag teaming her until she had her fill. When she was totally fucked out, my wife announced that she wanted them both to finish in her mouth. Getting off the bed, she took Don and Greg by the hand and led them to the center of the room. Kneeling between the two of them, my wife began to stroke both their cocks, Don in her left hand and Greg's big cock in her right.
Turning her head towards me and releasing her grip on Greg, my wife crooked her index finger and motioned me over to her, saying, "Come here, Baby. I want you to get a closer look while I suck them off."
I got out of the chair and came over to her. She patted the floor next to her and said, "Sit right here, next to me."
