Cruising Threesome

I couldn't believe it. Here I was watching my wife slowly strip her clothes off for another man. I could see the lust in his eyes as he watched her naked body but felt no jealousy; only excitement as the bulge in my pants grew.

It had started innocently enough. We were on a cruise ship and enjoyed tanning by the pool. Having been married seven years we thought it was time to get away. We seemed to work all the time and had little time for each it seemed. Our sex had become routine and the thoughts of sex on a cruise ship seemed to be just the ticket. But things were turning out differently than we had imagined.

Brad was his name. We kind of hit it off with Brad when he found amusement that our names were Jack and Jill. I know we've heard all the nursery rhyme jokes before.

He was a college student just a few years younger than my wife and I. He and his fiancé had planned the cruise together but she dumped him for an older rich guy at the last minute. So there he was; lounging by the pool in the same spot for three consecutive days, alone. We actually enjoyed his company.

It started as a joke between Jill and I the first two days. We met Brad that first day at poolside and each day there he was again. By the third day as we got ready for another day of relaxation, Jill said she wondered if our tanned friend would be there.

"You like looking at his rippling muscles?" I asked.

"No honey, I like your muscles," she replied throwing her arms around my neck and kissing me gently then adding teasingly. "He is cute though."

It might sound corny in this day and age but Jill and I were virgins when we married. We were still in college, fell madly in love and have had sex with no one but each other ever since. We literally grew up sexually together. After a few years of marriage we discussed this fact and I even mentioned that not only would it be okay if she tried sex with someone else, I thought it would be exciting. After all, we had married so young we never experienced sex with anyone but each other. She didn't seem to warm to the fantasy so we dropped it only for her to joke with me from time to time about it. The word cute became a code word between us to mean a guy she thought was fuckable.

"Now that guy is cute." She would say. "What would you say if I fucked him?"

"You're serious?" I'd ask.

She would then smile, kiss me and that would be the end of it. She was wonderful and mysterious at the same time. I guess that's why I loved her so much.

Her bikini seemed extra small that third day on the ship. Brad was there at poolside as expected and I noticed his glimpses at my wife's lovely smooth body as her breasts strained against the thin fabric. He especially strained his neck whenever she rubbed lotion on her long legs or adjusted her swimsuit.

"She's beautiful, isn't she?" I asked much to Jill's embarrassment.

"Beautiful isn't descriptive enough." He finally replied after nearly choking on his drink. I guess he didn't think I had noticed him admiring her. Not to mention I think he was a bit embarrassed being asked such a question by the husband of a gorgeous woman like Jill.

She slapped my hand and gave me one of those looks for me to shut up before she added. "Is that how I got such a hunk of a man like you Jack? Because I'm a beautiful blonde?"

"Come on Jill. Don't you think Brad's cute too?" I smiled. She knew what I meant. Brad didn't. He just reclined on the lounge chair a little nervous I think. I worked out at the gym real hard to keep my body rock hard and thought I was pretty chiseled. But Brad was a little more muscular and his tan just a little deeper. He wore a loose swimsuit, so I could only imagine if he had anything my wife would like hidden beneath. But I figured we were in the middle of the ocean and were here to live it up a little, why not? Maybe this would be the opportunity for a fantasy to come true. Besides, Jill seemed to like him.

She looked over at Brad. Her eyes glided over his body. I could only guess what was running through her mind. Finally she looked back at me. "Yep. He's cute."

"Serious cute or just cute?" I asked.

Brad looked at both of us. I could tell he was confused at our conversation. Jill looked back at Brad. "Brad do you like me?"

Brad looked at me then back at Jill. "Ah. Sure I like you."

"Do you think I'm attractive?"

He looked over at me. I shrugged my shoulders. It was a dumb question, I knew. "Yea. I think you're gorgeous." He said.

Jill scanned his body again then looked back at me. "Ok. Serious cute."

"You think he's serious cute, Jill?"

"Yea. Why not. I say he's serious cute. I'll think I'll go shower now while you guys talk." She then got up and smiled at both of us with a smile that Brad probably thought was sexy but I recognized as mischievous.

"I don't get it?" Brad asked as we both watched her tight ass and long legs head for the cabins beyond the pool.

"She wants to fuck you."

I wished I had been looking at Brad's face when I told him that but I couldn't take my eyes off my wife's beautiful ass. But I did hear him gasp. I briefly revealed how we joked with each other all the time about experiencing sex with someone else but we loved each other so much, we had to do it together. I even explained us being virgins when we married.

It didn't take much persuading. He'd go shower. Give us an hour to freshen up as well and meet us in our room to see what happened.

Jill was nervous before he arrived. I even wondered if she would change her mind and told her it was ok if she decided not to go any further. She confessed that she had always fantasized about this as well and it just seemed easier so far away from home.

When Brad arrived there was some nervous small talk at first. Brad was a little surprised we were so comfortable with the possibility of having sex with someone else. Jill said we were just waiting for the right person. Before I knew it she broke the tension by removing her shirt.

It was almost as if by getting started with what we had been building up for, the tension would be over and in one way it was. The nervous tension at least. But as she peeled off her shoes and short skirt it was replaced by sexual tension.

When she was down to her bra and high cut panties she smiled and seemed to enjoy the control she was having over two men. There were two chairs facing the bed. Brad sat in one and I sat in the other as Jill gave us a show. She teasingly pretended to start removing her bra and panties before leaning over Brad's chair and kissing him gently.

She then grabbed the back of his shirt and peeled it off as she stood up and removed her bra. Her breasts were full and gorgeous. With a devilish grin she then let her panties slip to the floor then laid back onto the bed.

"Guests first." She said. Her legs slowly parted and she briefly rubbed her shaven pussy which was swelling with excitement. Brad separated his clothes from his body in no time.

He seemed nervous at first but that soon dissipated when his dick sprang from beneath his underwear. He was about the same size as I am and it couldn't have gotten any harder. I actually was turned on by the masculinity of his naked body knowing that he was about to fuck my beautiful wife who was anxiously waiting for him.

As he crawled between her legs, time began to slow down. Einstein was right. Time is relative. And relative to what I was seeing, time began to tick into eternity as each second was a minute and each minute seemed like an hour.

She gazed into his eyes. He settled between her legs. Her arms draped over his shoulders. Their lips met. Tongues entwined searching for each other. Her breasts pressed against his chest. Her hand slowly glided down to the small of his back then over his ass. Somehow I shed my own clothes and I don't remember how. But my dick had to be free as I sat naked, slowly caressing it as it throbbed in my hand.

Jill's hands searched every inch of his torso and Brad caressed her lovingly. He kissed his way around her body, showering her with his lips and finally stopping at her mouth. Their eyes locked and soon their lips grew closer. Their lips touched, but just barely. Jill's tongue licked out briefly, searching, testing. Brad's tongue touched hers. They lay frozen momentarily, face to face; breathing in each other's breath. Occasionally their tongues would flicker back and forth in an erotic dance of their own.

Jill finally swirled her tongue around Brad's. Her tongue then slowly retreated and Brad's tongue followed as their lips then met fully and their kiss deepened.

They kissed for a while. I could have joined them I guess, but I was so mesmerized by the beautiful vision of their lovemaking that I sat in a dream like trance. I didn't want to risk touching my dick at one point for fear it would explode.

After a while of sucking, kissing and caressing; Brad lifted his hips slightly while still on top of my lovely wife. They had settled into a rhythm in their foreplay and this subtle pause was a noticeable break in the symbiotic provocative dance of their naked bodies which had become fluid in motion as one body seemed to melt into the other.

Their eyes drank each other in. He shifted his weight. Then I clearly saw the purpose of this change in the rhythm of their lovemaking. He was positioning his dick at the entrance to Jill's pussy. He rubbed the head of his now purple dick up and down her labia. My heart skipped a beat. Jill gazed deeply into his eyes, realizing the moment had come. Instinctively she spread her legs wider, allowing him complete access to her.

If time were slow before, it now stood still. Jill and I had wondered what this moment would be like when we allowed the sanctity of our union to be shared. But it couldn't seem more right. It was not something we shared before we met or kept hidden from each other; even now we were sharing our first experience with someone else together. It's the way we had always done things; together.

Brad was gentle and loving. As he rubbed the head of his dick against my wife's pussy, he stroked her hair with his other hand then kissed her softly. He then paused. Jill smiled. I saw the cheeks of his ass tense slightly then watched as his pelvis slowly gyrated forward; his dick parting her pussy as he began to penetrate her.

I watched as the head of his dick disappeared between the lips of Jill's pussy. The shaft of his dick then glided within as well. It seemed to take forever for all of it to slide within her. It reminded me of a long boa constrictor sliding along the floor effortlessly in one slow, smooth motion.

We take the act of sex for granted. Watching my wife and this muscular man make love made me appreciate the true beauty and depth of giving yourself to someone in this way as it as much spiritual as physical. Anyone in the room would become intoxicated with the eroticism that emanated from them. They were immersed in each other and I was equally as hypnotized.

Jill gasped as she accepted him. He paused as she adjusted to a strange dick within her. Her eyes closed for a second and I imagined that she was enjoying the warmth of his dick inside. When she opened her eyes she kissed him again and his hips began slowly gyrating back and forth.

It was incredibly erotic. Brad was fucking my wife barely three feet away. She wrapped her legs around his then grabbed his ass cheeks, encouraging him to thrust deeper and harder. His pace slowly grew and their breathing quickened. Jill started to moan softly which I recognized as the beginning of an orgasm. If she was having a small, quick orgasm she would leave her hands on his ass but if her orgasm was bigger she would grab the sheets. Like I said, we knew each other's bodies pretty well.

Brad began to pant softly; his strokes grew longer and more fluid. Jill's breathing quickened even more. Suddenly Jill's hand left Brads ass as she grabbed the sheets. She then thrust her pelvis forward against his thrusting dick. I never noticed why she grabbed the sheets during orgasm but it was so she could be fucked deeper and harder and Brad obliged.

Brad started to moan deeply. It was guttural, almost inhuman. Jill arched her back and opened her mouth but no sound came out. Then Brad grunted and began to make purposeful thrusts within my wife. I imagined his cum was spurting deep inside her but Jill obviously felt it.

The outside world no longer existed for either of them. Their sounds, breathing and gyrations were as one body rather than two.

"Oh Brad, I'm....I'm....cumming. Jack I'm...." she gasped as their union was consummated. Jill's body quivered beneath Brad. Sweat beaded on their skin. Involuntary spasms shook Brad's body, his hips convulsing uncontrollably as he thrust forcefully deep within her.

When they stopped Jill wrapped her arms around Brad as they lay silently for a moment. She kissed him briefly and they lay in each other's arms catching their breath. Finally, Jill reached out to grab my hand. At first I thought she just wanted to touch me but once she had my hand she tugged at it.

Brad saw her pulling me to her. He let his dick slip out of her pussy. It was glistening with their wetness and he rolled to lie beside her. As Brad crawled from between Jill's legs she made it clear she wanted more as she pulled me onto the bed then grabbed my hip, pushing me between them to replace Brad.

But she didn't want Brad to get up either. As I knelt between my wife's legs she pulled Brads head toward her; directing his head toward her lips and kissed him deeply. Jill always had the desire to have another orgasm right after she just had one. Men rarely have this ability. I have eaten Jill's pussy until she had an orgasm before and then she would want me to quickly fuck her and she would then have another. So I knew what she wanted and I couldn't wait.

As she and Brad's tongues danced in each other's mouths, I found her wet pussy. My dick slipped easily inside as Brad had already lubricated it quite well. I penetrated her smoothly. Jill's warmth engulfed my dick. I don't know if it was the different feeling of sliding my dick into the cum of another man who had just fucked my wife or just the thought of it that was so exciting. But I knew I wouldn't last long.

Brad's cum mixed with Jill's wetness oozed out of her pussy as I began to fuck her. He began to suckle her breast as I kissed her neck then lips. Jill took turns kissing each of us. Brad as he lay next to her and me as I thrusted between her legs.

It was the most erotic thing we had ever done. As we fucked there weren't three of us. It was as if we were one. Hands caressed, lips touched. As I fucked my wife I couldn't help but brush up against Brad. Once my hand even glided down his back and instinctively I briefly caressed his ass before moving my hand over to caress Jill's thigh. We had no care in the world but to please each other. He sucked her breasts and nibbled her neck as I gyrated away at her swollen, wet pussy which was tightening around my dick.

I could feel tension building. Jill's moans started again and I couldn't help but to begin thrusting deeper. Brad could no longer suck her breasts as she grabbed him with one hand and the bed sheets with the other and buck her hips toward mine.

My balls tingled, my legs grew weak and my hips began to now thrust involuntarily within her. As Jill let out a loud moan and her pussy gripped my dick in orgasm I couldn't stand it any longer. I felt my dick twitch and felt streams of fluid pulsating through its core. Each pulsation brought a groan from my lips as I filled her already dripping pussy.

The orgasms seemed to last an eternity but it could only have been seconds. Her pussy squeezed my dick over and over milking the cum from it.

As I collapsed in the arms of my wife and our lover, my first sensation coming back from the orgasmic high was a wetness trickling down my balls.

Jill's pussy had never been so full. Cum was dripping from around my dick and running down our thighs. I leaned down and kissed her before slowly allowing my dick to slide out of her wet pussy. A river of cum followed.

As I lay on one side of Jill and Brad on the other, no one spoke for a long while. We just smiled, especially Jill who seemed to enjoy the attention of two men. She reached between her legs and rubbed the wetness on her swollen pussy. She closed her eyes and her face couldn't have been brighter.

"You're both cute and wonderful." She said.

I think that was a code for; we'll be doing this again.