This story follows the central theme that permeates most of my stories, m/m/f with bi activity. There is also f/f play in this one. As with many of my adventurous tales, much of this one is based on an actual occurrence. Also, I was motivated by numerous emails I've received in support of m/m/f stories.
For several years running my husband and I had been in the practice of spending a week at the coast every summer. We typically stayed at the same resort, it offered all the amenities we've come to expect from a five star establishment. Valet parking, sumptuous rooms with amazing views, a secluded swimming pool with saunas in both changing rooms, and a wonderful restaurant with a full-service bar. In short, a get-away spot to enjoy and indulge ones self.
I am somewhat of an exhibitionist at times, something my husband and I have found pleasure in. I have had 'accidental' wardrobe fails at the beach, and poolside when no minors are present. I've flashed more than one appreciative truck driver, and on a few occasions, a member of the wait staff bringing meals to our room while on vacation. I often teased my husband about the waiter or waitress seeing me in just my sexy underwear. "Jeff, I bet you'd like it if they saw me naked wouldn't you? What if I opened our door naked and invited that cute blonde college guy in with our dinner?" I asked, referring to the person who brought dinner to our room the night before.
"I would like that Lisa, perhaps I'd watch for a few minutes from my position on the deck as you seduce him. Would that turn you on, knowing I was watching as you allowed him to take liberties with you?"
"Oh god yes, and even more if you cared to join us. The thought of two men having their way with me, neither afraid of touching the other, you know how much that would excite me!"
Such banter often was exchanged between us in the throes of passion, and secretly I knew we were both open to pursuing the fantasy. We have watched porn together on more than a few occasions, and those we enjoy most feature three naked people all enjoying each other. Some are with an extra woman, some with a man. I am usually quick to point out the guys with cocks larger than Jeff's very satisfying seven inches and sometimes say, "Ooh, look at that one baby, wouldn't that be a mouthful? I would love to see you try that." Jeff never objected to those comments, and if his dick was any kind of barometer I would bet he too was intrigued at the thought.
After watching a few particularly hot scenes one evening featuring much oral action we stopped the movie and went to bed, sleep not being our intent. Because of Jeff's size I can only manage to take half of him in my mouth. He has never complained but he has wondered aloud how some of those women manage to take nearly an entire dick down their throat. We had purchased a very life-like sex toy recently, in fact it was nearly identical to Jeff when he was hard. More than once we had utilized it as were making love. This particular evening Jeff had again expressed wonder at some women's ability to get so much cock in their mouths. I had been sliding my mouth across his member while using the toy in my very wet pussy. In a flash I let his dick slip from my mouth as I brought the toy closer to our heads. I kissed him first knowing he likes for me to kiss him as I give him head. Then I brought the toy phallus to his mouth and said, "Maybe it's time you found out how it feels to have a cock in your mouth lover, try it, let's see how much you can take." The dildo we had selected was extremely real in appearance, as well as having the feel of the real thing. I didn't really give him an option, I simply worked the head past his lips and watched his eyes get big as I slowly worked in another inch or so. I pulled it away after a few seconds and asked, "Well, how did that feel, did you like it? His cock was as hard as ever so I knew he didn't dislike it.
"I can't say I liked it, I certainly wasn't put off by it, how much of it was in my mouth?" he replied. When I showed him he seemed disappointed. "I guess it's not as easy as they make it look."
"Did you enjoy tasting me when I put it in your mouth? It turned me on seeing you like that."
To my delightful surprise he said, "If you could make a cock taste as good as you, I would probably try it if you wanted me too." His cheeks immediately reddened as soon as he said that, but he didn't backpedal. I brought up the subject several times in the months following and Jeff was always receptive. One night as were engaged in foreplay while using our favorite toy I again pulled it from inside me and brought it to his mouth. He opened wide as I slid it across his lips, taking half of it with ease.
"Oh my, have you been practicing honey?" I asked. He said nothing, but the smile on his face and his red cheeks gave me the answer. We had agreed nearly a year ago that one day we would invite another man into the bedroom, (or elsewhere). Months earlier we had enjoyed a rollicking threesome with a lady friend of mine.
Our next visit to the coast was scheduled less that three months away and I was already scheming on how best to set something up. Two nights later we were engaged in heavy foreplay and I asked, "Does it turn you on to think about me being with another man? Is that something you would like to see?"
He smiled and replied, "I get really aroused imagining you finding some other guy, perhaps while we're out at a club or something, then the three of us getting together. Seeing you with two hard cocks, one of them mine, thinking about how many times we can make you come."
"I'm sure you recall the fun we shared with Melissa? You surely remember how eager you were to see her and I pleasing each other?" I knew he remembered every detail of that wonderful evening. "Do you think you can bring the same level of enthusiasm to a three-way with another guy?"
He looked at me for a moment before answering. "I've no doubt, you know how excited I get when we watch things like that."
"Well then, I suppose we'll just have to work on that won't we babe? Meanwhile why don't we put this hard cock to use?" I said as I fondled his shaft. He gladly agreed as he got between my knees and slid easily inside me, his cock feeling so good. I figured he wouldn't last very long, I had already taken him in my mouth for a few just before he went down on me. "Tell me baby, after I let this other guy take me are you going to kiss my pussy when he's done? Are you going to lick me after he comes?"
This type of talk always turns him on to the max and this time was no exception. "You'd like that wouldn't you? You want me to lick his cum from you while you add yours, don't you? I want that too baby, I want you to make me eat you after he fucks you!" I reach down with one hand, softly stroking his as I encourage him to give me his load. Seconds later he sinks fully in one last time as his cock throbs repeatedly, filling my pussy with his cream.
He rolls to his side as he catches his breath. Without warning I straddle his face, bringing my wetness within an inch of his mouth. Holding his head I lower myself as I command him to clean me, telling him to get every drop of his cum. After a few more evenings of this I no longer have to take the initiative. Sometimes when he comes, he knows what I want and he brings me to a gushing climax as he licks up his cum. I can't wait for him to eat me after someone else fucks me.
Our vacation time is finally here and with high expectations I get everything ready for the trip. The drive to the coast was uneventful, we arrived not long after noon. I had dressed casual and light, wearing a short summer dress, minimal makeup and sandals, no panties. We parked in front of the entryway knowing a valet would park the car. The young man helping with our luggage was particularly cute and I managed to undo two of the buttons of my dress without being noticed. I gave him a big smile as I handed him a tip. We lunched at a nearby deli, then returned to our suite for a short nap.
We enjoyed dinner in the dining room adjacent to the bar, where one man in particular caught my eye. I looked again, he was my high school boyfriend. We had lost contact with each other after his first year of college He smiled and nodded as he recognized me. An hour late Jeff suggested we check out the pool area. I put on a skimpy bikini, Jeff picked a sexy new swimsuit I had recently purchased for him, I grabbed a cover-up while Jeff gathered a couple towels and we were off.
We hadn't been in the hot tub more than ten minutes and here comes my old boyfriend again. I introduced my husband to Ray He smiled and asked if he could join us, of course we said yes. We spent the next twenty minutes or so catching up on our lives, then the conversation turned more flirtatious in nature. Ray was being very respectful towards both of us, even when he complimented me on my choice of swimsuits. I winked at Jeff and said, "I could sure use a foot massage, can you guys help me out?" Both of them smiled as they moved close enough to reach an outstretched leg. When Ray noticed that my husband had placed my left foot in his lap, he followed suit placing the heel of my right foot in his lap. Our new friend watched closely as my husband expertly massaged the sole of my foot, then the ball, as his hand slid closer to my toes. Ray emulated Jeff's every move and the result was as soothing as it was arousing. I inched forward, both feet finding a very formidable and very stiff member in the guy's suits. I smiled and winked at each of them in turn. Jeff looked a Ray's crotch, then at me. Nothing was said, but his wry smile revealed his approval.
