Everyone told us that it is hot in Nashville in June, but we decided to go anyway. Robin, my fiancé is a big country music fan. I don't know much about county music, but I've come to appreciate it because of her. But I figure music, drinking, and partying is a great excuse to go to any city.
After a tedious flight and a short Uber from the airport we arrived at our hotel. It was just a few blocks from the main drag because we figured that wouldn't be too far to stumble when we're drunk. And if Robin turned me on, which she always does, I could make it back to the room without losing my hard-on.
Robin is absolutely beautiful. She has soft brown hair with a natural curl that falls gently around her face. It's the kind of hair that I can't help but wrap my hands in when I pull her close to kiss me. She has big, beautiful eyes that you could peer into for days, and a smile that lights up the room.
To top it off she has an amazing body. At nearly fifty years old, she has a body to make women half her age envious. She is perfectly proportioned with a figure that looks like God himself drew it when creating the perfect woman. Her breasts are round and firm with light pink nipples that get hard with the lightest touch, or the flick of my tongue. Her curves highlight her great hips and her round firm ass is a sight to behold. Her ass itself is such a turn on that I have found myself on more than one occasion thrusting my hard cock against it until I shoot my cum all over her ass and lower back.
I'm about 6 ft tall and about 15 pounds over my ideal weight of 180, but my days of rock-hard abs and a full head of hair are 20 years behind me.
We tossed our bags in the hotel room and quickly headed towards the strip of saloons. Normally we might have lingered in the room for a bit, but the heat of the day and the sound of the music drove us to the bars. We start out at the Honky Tonk — the quintessential Nashville saloon. It's busy but not crowded when we walk in. I go to the bar and order a Stoli and soda with a splash of cranberry for her, and a beer for me. The first two rounds go down easily and it isn't long before Robin gives me a look that I know means time for shots. We each throw back a shot of tequila before heading out into the street. When I kiss Robin, I can still taste the remnants of the salt and lime.
We make our way up Broadway to Tootsies. Feeling pretty good from the drinks and shots, Robin suggests we head straight to the rooftop bar. We make our way through the crowds to the third floor, pausing occasionally to listen to the band. I don't recognize the song but Robin mouths the words and proclaims it's "One of her favorites". As she sings along, she moves her hips back and forth in this incredibly seductive way. It draws the attention of most of the men within sight. I can't blame them — she's incredibly sexy. We make our way over to the bar where there's one seat left. Tootsies is more crowded than the other bar, enough so that your pretty much stuck where you land. Standing next to us is a group of 20-something-year-old guys. Three of them look like they just stepped out of some men's magazine. I'm not afraid to say it: they were gorgeous. Right off the bat Robin ordered us shots. This quickly caught the attention of the young cowboys next to us. "Impressive" the tallest one said. "That's a good start you have going," he continued, not realizing that this wasn't our first round of the day.
The two cowboys closest to us introduced themselves to us. Dillion was about 6'2 with light blond hair and big blue eyes. He wore tight jeans and his skin looked especially tan compared to his white t shirt. Trent was a bit shorter than Dillion, maybe 6'1. He had brown hair and dark eyes. Both looked like they were in incredible shape. We soon found ourselves chatting with our new friends, though it was pretty obvious their interest wasn't me. I watched them as they undressed Robin with their eyes, and I caught Dillion staring too long at Robin's beautiful cleavage. She didn't mind the attention at all. In fact, if flirting were an Olympic sport, Robin would be a gold medalist. I knew she was teasing these two young cowboys, while glancing down at the front of their jeans wondering which one had the bigger cock.
As she flirted with them, Robin would occasionally run her hand up my leg and drawing her fingers over my crotch. Just her touch was enough to make my cock start to swell. At one point as the boys were fighting for her attention, she turned her face towards me and gave me a long passionate kiss, her tongue swirling in my mouth. My cock was fully engorged and beginning to strain against my shorts. Soon enough flirting turned into downright friendliness.
As Robin continued to tease the cowboys, I watched Dillion run his hand along her thigh. Another shot of tequila and a little more teasing and I knew it would soon be time to go.
I told the boys that Robin and I needed break from the noise and that we were going to head back to the hotel. They said that they needed a break too and would walk with us since their hotel was just a block past ours. As we walked up the street, I held Robin's hand, but when I glanced down, I saw Trent put his hand on the small of her back.
When we got to our hotel, Trent asked if he could come in because he said he needed to piss and "Didn't think he could make it to his hotel". I looked at Robin and we both knew this was the lamest excuse we had heard. But we let it slide and said "Sure" as we all knew where we were headed.
We rode up the elevator mostly in silence, probably out of fear that anything said out loud might jinx the situation. I slid the electronic key into its place on the door and pushed it open. Once inside the room, it was if all pretense had disappeared. Robin turned to me and pulled me in close to her, pushing her tongue back in my mouth and giving me a kiss that clearly let me know that she was turned on, and ready for what was about to happen. As we continued kissing, I moved my hands over her hips and up her chest, letting each hand find its way to her breasts. Her nipples were already hard. I felt the two boys step in close to us and watched as Dillion began running his hands over Robin's arms and back. Trent stood slightly behind Robin. I saw him lean in and kiss her neck as his hands found their way down her back and over the roundness of her ass. I broke from our passionate kiss and lightly kissed the side of Robin's face, whispering "I love you" in her ear.
A lot of men would have freaked out at the thought of the women they love being seduced by two young stud cowboys. But the love Robin and I have is so strong and so complete that it cannot be undone by a young stud's cock.
When I stepped away it was clear that permission had been granted. Dillion began feverishly making out with Robin, wasting no time taking my place. I could see Robin's mouth open slightly, her tongue swirling and dancing with his. Trent used his position behind Robin to work his hands under her shirt, caressing her back before wrapping his hands around her front and cupping each eager tit in his hands. Robin let out soft whimpering moans as Trent's fingers found her erect nipples.
From my vantage point I could see that both the cowboys were enjoying themselves as their massive erect cocks caused their jeans to tent in the front. Robin had to know as well because, as the boys moved, their hard-ons pressed firmly against her. This dance continued for a few more minutes, with each stud taking his turn kissing and stroking Robin. During one of the exchanges Trent took the initiative to remove his shirt. His chiseled chest and tight abs revealed his time spent in the gym. Dillion followed suit swiftly removing his t shirt. He was a little more muscular than his counterpart, and his tan skin further highlighted his exquisite physique.
Robin used her hands to explore and feel the Trent's smooth chest. I watched as she glided her hands down his chest and over his taut stomach pausing at the waistline of his jeans. I could see the outline of Trent's stiff rod reaching out to her, begging to be touched. Trent took Robin's hand and placed it on his now throbbing cock. A little wet spot had formed on his jeans where the tip of his cock had leaked it's clear juice. Robin wasted no time grabbing the engorged cock, squeezing and pulling at it. Trent could no longer stand the anticipation and undid his jeans, pulling them down. His cock was now free and exposed.
I guess I shouldn't have been surprised, as both these young cowboys were pretty tall and well built, but Trent's cock seemed so much bigger than mine. His cock stood straight up and had to have been at least 7 inches long. It was thick and full; the head of his cock wet with his pre-cum. Not to be outdone by his friend, Dillion quickly undid the belt on his jeans and yanked them to the floor, hurriedly kicking them to the side. His cock was massive and thick too. His bush showed him to be a real blonde, but he had trimmed the hair on his balls putting his cock on center stage.
Robin found her way over to the bed. Caught up in the excitement, she followed suit and removed her shirt and unsnapped the button of her shorts, allowing them to fall to her feet. The boys wasted no time in quickly helping Robin remove her black bra and panties. She was now fully exposed to them.
I have seen Robin naked countless times. It's a sight I never get sick of. Her tits standing firmly out, her perfect curves, and her trimmed black bush were on full display for them- and for me.
As I watched Robin take her place on the bed, I sat tracing the outline of my own throbbing cock through my shorts. Robin positioned herself in the center of the bed, lying back with her head raised on the pillows. Trent took his place standing next to the bed beside her. He quickly went to work kneading and caressing her tits. As he did so, I could see his cock inching toward Robin's face. She reached out and took it in her hand — wrapping her fingers around the thick shaft. Meanwhile Dillion had taken his place by the foot of the bed. He began running his hands up Robin's now naked thighs. She helped him along by spreading her legs so that he could have full access to her waiting pussy.
Knowing Robin like I do, I knew that the young cowboy was in for pleasant surprise. Robin's pussy gets so wet and her scent and taste are unlike any pussy I've ever encountered. Her soft velvety outer lips cover her pink wet hole, and her clit gets hard and sticks out like it's her own little cock.
Dillion began exploring Robins cunt, first with his fingers and then with his tongue. She moaned and moved her hips as his tongue pushed into her hole. He then would withdraw his tongue and slide it the length of her slit, stopping at the top to lick and tease her clit.
