A few years ago my wife and I were on holiday in Spain and there were two younger guys in the apartment next to ours. After a bit of chat she ended up fucking them both for most of the week.
They were friends out there for a week of getting drunk and chasing girls. They were both 22, well dressed, nice looking, quite sensible and she fancied both straight away. That holiday was crazy, it was super-hot and she was super horny. There are a few rules for our holidays. One is that a few days before we leave she must get waxed from the eyebrows down, another is that she can't wear a bikini top where it can be avoided -- so she must always sunbathe topless -- and the final, golden, rule is that she must be available for sex with anyone at any time.
I have said before that she has had a lot of men starting from when she was much younger. She ended up with a group of guys that passed her and some of her friends around between them for sex. It excited her to be the centre of attention and made her quite submissive. She knew that 'going out' with a guy meant that he expected to fuck her. Once you are used to having that variety it's hard to settle down and it wasn't long after we were married that she was fucked by someone else as I watched. It was my suggestion that she eagerly accepted! That was on our first holiday together, we both loved it and had no regrets and it set a pattern that we stick to.
The first night she fucked the two guys it was something we had already talked about during the day as they had seen her topless around the pool (and as a 36E you can hardly miss her tits!) and when I realised they were next door I made her keep her top off on our balcony too. We had come up from the pool and were sitting having a drink when they came out and looked over at her sitting there with her top off. They looked slightly embarrassed but I offered them a drink and they accepted. So, we had a couple of beers and a chat. I don't think they looked at me once! The sun was still hot so I suggested to Jayne that she put some more sun cream on. She knew exactly what to do and spent an age rubbing the lotion into her tits before spreading her legs wide and paying attention to her inner thighs. The thong she was wearing was tiny and tight, it barely covered the lips of her pussy and by the time she had finished the boys would have been in no doubt that she was shaved and horny!
As the sun went in I said that we needed to go in and get cleaned up before dinner so pulled Jayne to her feet. My hand was clearly rubbing and squeezing her arse as I said that we might see them later. I propelled her into the bedroom and her thong was quickly on the floor and her hot wet cunt was sucking two of my fingers deep inside. The patio door was open and they were probably only 20 feet away and could clearly have heard her groans of delight as I quickly finger fucked her to her first, noisy, orgasm. The fuck that followed was no quieter and half the hotel must have heard us!
While I was fucking her I kept saying 'those lads want you' and she was saying 'no, they want girls their own age' so when we met them in the bar later, all of us a bit pissed, it was a sort of challenge. We asked them up for a drink and once in the apartment, Jayne, complaining of the heat, changed from her smart dress into a sheer kaftan that emphasised the fact that her big nipples were hard and that her tiny black thong was the only other thing she was wearing. She brought the drinks out and with the kaftan almost unbuttoned to the waist and made sure that they got an eyeful of her tits and bare legs.
We were soon chatting away about the weather and the resort but it was obvious that their eyes were drawn to Jayne as she squirmed around on her chair. I asked one of them, Mark, if they had managed to pick up any girls yet and he just laughed and said no, but things were going ok so far and they weren't complaining!
I was wondering how to move things on when the other one, Paul, said he wanted to use the toilet. Jayne gave him a minute and followed him into the apartment. Mark and I were still chatting when we heard a loud groan from Jayne. It was a sound I had heard hundreds of times. She makes it when a cock is first pushed firmly into her pussy. Marks jaw dropped but I just carried on chatting like nothing had happened, and we carried on talking about restaurants with a backdrop of Paul fucking my wife. Eventually Paul came out onto the balcony dressed only in his boxer shorts. He picked up his beer and drained what was left in one long swig. He looked a bit tongue tied and started to mumble something to Mark about Jayne but I cut him short.
"Mark, Jayne is in the bedroom. Why don't you go and see what she wants?"
Given that his mate had come out only wearing his boxer shorts and the noises that had been coming from the room, he was in no doubt what Jayne wanted and with a gleeful grin he jumped up and almost ran into the apartment. Paul and I sat almost holding our breath until the unmistakable groan from the bedroom as Mark sank his cock balls deep into my slutty wife. We had a beer and when his mate came back from fucking Jayne they left.
I went into the bedroom to find Jayne half asleep on her back, legs parted and a very wet patch on the sheet underneath her. That was enough to make me mega hard and I quickly took my place between her willing thighs, fucking her hard and fast as told her what beautiful sexy little slut she was. Once we had both cum (again) she told me what had happened with Paul. She had striped and was waiting for him when he came out of the toilet and had simply pulled him into the bedroom, telling him that I knew what she was doing and that it was my idea and that she was going to have Mark next. She said he had a lovely body and a nice thick cock and given her a good fucking before cumming all over her tits. She had only just wiped the spunk off when Mark bounded into the room, shirt half off and obviously eager for his turn. If anything his cock was even bigger and he had climbed on top of her and fucked her like a man possessed before pulling her into doggy and spunking deep inside her.
The next day we had booked to go on an excursion and didn't get back until late so we didn't see them. We just had a quiet meal and a bottle of wine before going to bed for a slow comfortable fuck. She rode on top of me so I could suck her nipples and maul her tits as she ground down on me, milking my cock with her 'secret' muscles. I'm sure we were both thinking about Mark and Paul. I hadn't seen them fucking her and I certainly wanted to and knowing her as I did I was sure that she would want them again.
The next morning we woke up and it was raining heavily, no one was going anywhere. I said hello to Mark over the balcony, he looked as bored as we were.... Jayne was up and about and only wearing a baggy t-shirt and knickers. We'd had some breakfast and I was thinking of fucking her to pass the time (well, why not!) when I had another thought. So I pulled her towards me, had a quick grope so she knew what I was after and pulled her knickers off. Then I dragged her over to the door, opened it, pushed her outside and banged on the door next to ours where the lads were. They answered it almost immediately and I pushed her inside, pulling her t-shirt up so they could see she was naked under it. There was a bit of a shocked silence from the lads and a squeal from the Jayne so I pushed her towards them and said, 'Here you go, bring her back when you have finished with her.' before turning and going back to our apartment. As I was making myself another coffee I could hear the lads laughing and Jayne squealing through the walls. However, that soon changed to the rhythmic sound of fucking, the bed scraping on the floor and her moaning as she started to cum. They had the patio doors open so everyone could hear what was going on....