From Fantasy to Reality

My girlfriend, Candy, and I have been together for the past five years. Candy is a very beautiful young woman, twenty-two years old, five-feet-five inches, with light brown eyes and a pretty face. Her figure is pretty amazing, given the fact that we both work out at the gym a couple times a week. Her 34-DD breasts stand firmly upright, capped by two very succulent nipples, while her bubble-butt clearly pushes outwards, asking to be touched.

A couple weeks ago, while she was browsing through some books at a local bookstore, she came upon a Penthouse magazine, which she immediately bought so we could share the erotic fantasizes submitted by fellow readers. Most of the stories carried themes that involved threesomes—watching, swapping and swinging, all of which interested me long before I actually met her.

We had a lot of amazing sex after reading some of the stories that involved clubbing since it contained a setting that could foster a situation if any of the fantasizes we read ever had a chance of happening. I've been telling her how much it would turn me on to watch her with another guy for quite some time or even as much as to watch her grind against someone on the dance floor. I could tell that the thought of it excited her a lot but she was too shy to try anything.

It was a Saturday night, as I clearly remember it, and we were going to a very popular nightclub which housed a lot of young, Caucasian men and women. Candy was the type of girl that loved being the center of attention and would go to any extent to heighten her physical appearance to make her truly irresistible.

On that night she wore a white six-inch-long tube top that just barely cupped her breasts and a pink mini Spanish skirt that rested just under the crease of the lower part of her butt cheeks. She added the finishing touches with a matching pink thong and a pair of knee high stiletto boots with fur trim and a three-inch high heel.

We parked the car and walked around to the entrance where we had to line up for a few minutes before being allowed to enter. I could see she was enjoying the attention, as even the Caucasian girls lined up to the front of us turned around to look back at her. I had put my hands around her, letting the palm of my hand rest flat on her stomach, pulling her towards me as I could hear guys heckling her from behind us as we stood in the waiting line. It was a mixed feeling of both pride and humiliation as we listened to some of the comments of guys driving by in cars and those around us.

After a long wait, we finally got into the club and I was able to compose myself from what took place outside. On scanning the room from a guy's perspective, I could tell that the night was not going to be very prosperous since there were almost four times as many guys as girls in the club.

Candy and I managed to get some drinks and we headed off to a couch that was at the edge of the dance floor. I sat down first and then she eased her way onto my lap while trying keeping her legs closed to avoid exposing her pink thong, conscious that her entire thighs were exposed on either side.

As we both sipped on our drinks, the night progressed slowly and uneventfully until two older white guys came and filled the vacant seats on the couch that we were sitting on. As they made themselves comfortable sitting on either side of us, Candy turned around gave me a smirk as she continued to dance in a rhythmic motion while still on my lap.

The two men beside us were obviously rich older white guys who probably got a short escape from their wives at home and were looking for fun, as I could see they both had wedding rings on their fingers. As I allowed my back to press against the seat behind me I could see both men taking glimpses of Candy's smoothly shaved legs as she moved her ass in motion with the direction of my cock. I could tell Candy was beginning to enjoy the attention, as she would turn her head back and look at me while she danced on my lap, sometimes breaking the eye contact with me to look both guys in their eyes.

I had definitely had a lot to drink and so did Candy, so we both had to go to the washroom. Candy insisted that we would lose our seats if we both got up so she told me that she would go to the washroom first and when she came back that I would have my turn.

As she gently eased off my lap, my hard-on was clearly visible and I leaned forward to cover it as the three of us watched her walk towards the restroom. I could almost see the bottom of her ass cheeks. Both guys beside me almost spoke at once as they began to tell me how lucky I was, and that Candy was definitely the sexiest girl at the club. Looking down, I could tell that she was responsible for the bulges in their pants and it didn't seem like they were going to disappear that easily.

They offered me a drink of scotch from a bottle they had bought earlier and when I humbly refused they insisted I take a drink with them. I looked over and the line to the lady's room was pretty long but there was no sign of Candy. They began to make small talk and the three of us chatted like if we were old buddies over a period of ten minutes.

I found out that they were both married but were in the country on business for the next three days and that they had heard that Trinidad and Tobago had the best-looking women in the world. They insisted that I introduce them to Candy, which I didn't mind since they seemed like two pretty harmless guys. Just then I saw Candy emerging from the washroom, and as she walked towards us her firm breasts bounced like vibrating jello with every step, and her fingers ran through the highlights in her straightened hair.

Her stunning beauty left a trail of watchers, both men and women, as she soon approached us; I then got up and gave her a kiss on the cheek before introducing her to Bill and Mitch, and left with the urgent need to urinate. I decided to turn back before entering the men's room only to see that they had already put a laughing smile on her face.

This brought on a surge of jealousy and I decided I was going to call it a night after I was finished in the men's room. On my way out of the washroom, I headed for the bar, which was out of their sight but within my vision, and I sat on a stool and ordered a drink. I kept a bird's eye view, watching her laugh and have fun; Bill's hand was resting ontop of her legs and she seemed to be doing most of the talking which stirred my jealousy further.

It had just occurred to me that Candy and I had been reading about stuff like this from the book that she had bought and this might just be the perfect opportunity, but I still couldn't part with my feeling of jealousy as much as I might have fantasized about something like this happening.

It took me another drink but before long the feelings of rage and jealousy were overtaken by an extreme hard-on. My cock was now doing the thinking for me and I decided to make my way back to the couch to join them. In the back of my mind I had already decided that I was not going to miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. I had plan to encourage this as far as Candy would let me to fulfill one of my many fantasizes of her.

As I returned to the couch, the music was beginning to run through everyone's veins and I could see her moving her hips, even with her legs crossed, sitting between these two older caucasian men. I smiled at Bill and Mitch and then I leaned over to give Candy a nice long wet French kiss as they both looked on and then I whispered into her ear, "I love you soo much...I'm really enjoying this little show."

I knew they couldn't hear me because of the loud music but they could have seen my lips moving. I then patted Bill on his shoulder to move closer to Candy so I could sit at the end of the couch to allow both guys to press up against her in hopes that this would help encourage something more. Candy turned to me with a smirk in her smile and winked an eye at me; I winked back letting her know I was okay with it.

I was again beginning to feel both jealous and slightly humiliated but my desire to see her beautiful lip-glossed lips around either of their cocks overcrowded my mind. It was a beautiful mixture of emotions that had me on a sexual high, but I was not sure how far she would go with it; I wanted her to go all the way.

I suggested to Candy that we should dance this song as it was her favorite—"Apple Bottom Jeans and the Boots with the Fur". The lyrics of the music to her favorite track were not precisely, but close enough, to what she was wearing. We got up and began to dance right in front of Bill and Mitch and she began to grind her waist lower and lower while we were facing them both.

I would not have been surprised if they both came in their pants since I'm sure they saw her pink lacy thong for more than a good 30 seconds, as I could almost follow their eyes under her mini-skirt. Candy sometimes closes her eyes while dancing but in this case she kept them open, giving them both seductive looks while running her fingers through her hair while moving her waist.

They both laughed and cheered, while licking their lips, and after a few minutes I could see Candy was beginning to sweat between her breasts; it was now or never. While dancing behind her, I stuck my hand out, twitching my finger in a motion to call them to the dance floor with us. She looked back at me and stuck out her tongue teasing me as if she had just been waiting long for me to invite these two buff older white guys to join her.

Mitch and Bill stood up and came up to the front of her; together we formed a perfect, tight circle, with all three of our cocks touching her at some point of her body. I could see jealousy in the eyes of all the other young girls around the club as I scanned the floor. It was truly remarkable to watch her try to satisfy all three of us at the same time.

A lot of people were gathering around, watching us rub our cocks on my Candy, and I could see she adored the attention. I whispered to tell her that I was going to the men's room, then get a drink and then I would meet them back here in a few minutes. I kissed her lips and then winked at her before leaving her in the hands of two strange buff white men with possibly even bigger cocks. I left to go to the men's room with the most sexually fulfilling feeling stimulating my mind, not even turning back to see what was happening.

After I finished urinating, I came out of the washroom and I sat in on a bar stool a distance away from the dance floor, where I could watch Candy become as freely erotic as she wanted. I saw her look over at me again, and she knew I was sooo hot for what was happening; she stuck out her tongue and began to put on a show for me.

She began to dance in a very sexual manner with both men, with a cock pressing onto her ass and another onto her pussy. I could see Bill's hands clearly on her asscheeks right under her skirt, and Mitch's hands were around her, under both her arms, practically cupping her breasts.

Mitch began to kiss her neck while dancing and in the heat of the moment I could she was sexually melting, like butter in the mid-day sun. Her hand trailed down in search of Bill's cock as she began to stroke in a way that no one could see unless they were really scrutinizing. My cock began to throb so hard I could feel it pushing my belt buckle loose, giving me a feeling of immense sexual arousal.

I watched Candy's fingers forming a rather large semicircle over Bill's crotch and this drove me wild to see this once-dormant side of her come alive. The song finally came to an end and the DJ began to talk, which gave her some time to reconcile what had just happened. Both Bill and Mitch were obviously having the time of their lives with my beautiful girlfriend and after a few seconds I saw Mitch holding her hands within his and Bill had wrapped his hands around her bare waistline.

They seemed to be looking around and when they finally made eye contact with me, Mitch began to proceed in my direction while they retained the formation. Candy came around to the side and gave me a hug with her free hand before pecking me a kiss on the lips. She explained that Mitch and Bill had a luxurious suite at the Hilton Hotel and they were insisting that we join them for a while before we headed home since the club would be closing shortly.

The thought of what could happen drove me crazy and although I was somewhat jealous, I looked into Candy's eyes and I could tell that she was now beginning to want this even more than I did. I knew that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity and should I blow this, Candy would probably never consider being so sexually outgoing again.

Instinctively, I nodded a "yes" to Candy, without even realizing it, and I could see just how excited this made her by the look in her eyes and her blushing cheeks. I took one final gulp of my drink before leading the way out of the club. As we gathered outside, the feeling of butterflies in my stomach became more prevalent and it was decided that they would both take a ride back to their hotel with us, since they were kind of high, and would return for their car in the morning. Mitch and Bill got into the back seat while Candy occupied the front passenger's seat for the short drive back to their hotel.

We managed to get parked on the basement floor of the hotel's car park and we all took the elevator up to the top floor of the building. The elevator ride seemed to last forever as Candy stood in front the three of us, a luscious exhibition of her body's minted youth. Finally the ground beneath our feet stopped moving and we were able to recover ourselves before entering the suite.

Mitch opened the door and the three of us followed, I heard a single clap and the lights came on which allowed us to feast our eyes on a living dream. It all seemed to add up, completing the puzzle of perfection, from the 52-inch Plasma TV to the marble counter top on the kitchen. Candy looked a bit dazed as she took in the new atmosphere and I could see she was definitely making notes in her mind on what she wanted.

Bill gave me a tour of the rest of the apartment while Mitch volunteered Candy to help fix us some drinks. It wasn't long before Bill and I sat on the sofa in the living room that Mitch and Candy returned with the drinks. I could see Candy's lip-gloss all over Mitch's lips as he handed me a drink before taking a seat. Candy commented about still being in the mood for dancing while Mitch quickly acceded to her request.

I heard two claps and then came the sound of rhythmic music as Bill and I watched Mitch grind his cock against my girlfriend's rounded ass. Her eyes went shut for several seconds as she maintained balance on her 3-inch high-heel boots while pushing her ass back onto Mitch's crotch. I looked over only to see Bill gently massaging his cock through his pants while Mitch began to grope her breasts with the palm of his hands. I had longed to see this sexually uninhibited side of her and it was finally happening right before my eyes.

Bill got up and began dancing at her front, grinding into her pussy while I took out my cock and began stroking it while looking at her. I saw her bite her lips before slowly opening her eyes, staring at me stroking my rock hard 7-inch cock. Bill looked her in the eyes before slowly protruding his tongue in between her lips for which she accepted with a soft moan and a small puff of air. She seemed to become engulfed in the passion that surrounded her as she squeezed Mitch's hands to cup her 34DD breasts from behind.

Bill assisted the removal of that little skimpy tube top that just barely covered her breasts to set them free. I watched on as I saw her beautiful nipples disappear into Bill's mouth and her eyes making full contact with mine before slowly submitting to the immense pleasure that she was having. Mitch had managed to lower her mini skirt revealing her bubble butt and that little thong string that separated her ass cheeks. Slowly kissing her ass cheeks, he managed to run the tip of his tongue along her butt crack, while lowering the thong, which drove her crazy.

Her model body looked simply cock-craving as she was now completely naked except for her knee high, high-heeled, stiletto boots. With Mitch's tongue circling her tight, tiny little asshole, Bill worked his way down kissing her flattened stomach and eventually reached the crest of her enlarged clitoris with his hands fondling her nipples. It was an amazing humiliation as I watched two strange men go down on my beautiful Candy, setting her body passionately on fire.

She looked at me and as I began stroking my cock faster; her head dropped backwards and she burst out with a loud moan followed by the words, "Fuck meee, please, you guys."

Bill kept on sucking ferociously at her clitoris while he slowly slid two fingers into her dripping cunt; Mitch began tongue-fucking her asshole, occasionally inserting a finger, in between breaths. Candy mounted her hands onto Bill's head pulling on his hair and forcing his face to grind up against her beautifully shaved pussy. I wanted to join in the action but my knees were too weak with pleasure and the anticipation would have sent my cum shooting into the air.

"You wanna fuck this little slut," she said, biting her lower lip while looking down at Bill. The comment shocked us all but heightened the pace of our sexual high by ten-fold. She looked so hot saying those words and Bill stood up with her pussy juices covering his face. He then lowered his pants letting his cock go free, for the first time I was now looking at another man's cock and all 9 inches of it looked totally edible.

Candy's eyes lit like fireworks when she saw how massive his cock was and instinctively held it in her hands and watched it pulsate as she felt the veins bulge between her fingers. Mitch then lowered his pants revealing his long, thick hard cock, almost as big as Bill's, and moved around to the front of Candy and placed it into her other hand.

Candy then positioned herself so that I would get a clear view of what she was about to do. She turned and looked me in the eyes while jerking both men in either hand and said, "I guess some fantasies do come true," before placing her lips over the head of Bill's cock. I watched on as she alternated sucking both their cocks, running her tongue down their long shafts and even sucking on their white balls.

She sucked one cock while slapping the other over her cheeks repeatedly before switching and asking that they each took turns fucking her mouth. It was not long before she started gagging but that didn't stop her mouth from continuously sucking their cocks. Bill pulled his cock away from her mouth and came over to sit beside me, pulling her up and off the floor; he held her hands and pulled her towards him. Candy then sat down with her legs on either sides of Bill's waist and her knees bent backwards, the sides of her thigh resting against mine.

She turned to the side to wink at me before Bill held her cheeks and brought her lips to meet his for a long, wet, passionate kiss. Bill kissed her seductively and used the time to position the head of his cock just at the entrance to her pussy. He then broke the kiss with her and she leaned back a little, sending his cock piling deep into her tight little cunt. I watched as her body began to tremble and she let out a loud moan, asking to be fucked like the little slut she was.

I leaned inward and began sucking on one of her nipples as she slowly rode Bill's cock. Mitch had been jerking off all along and approached Candy from behind; he knelt down, at first, and then I watched him playing with the head of his cock against Candy's tight little asshole as she was bouncing up and down over Bill.