It's not that our sex life had become irretrievably dull, no not at all. Ok, Pete was no stud but at least he always tried to make sure that I came, often before him. We tried out a variety of positions, some of which were more pleasurable to me, many of which really excited Pete, my partner for 20 years, and some which turned us both on and nearly always caused me to have multiple orgasms. So I really had nothing to complain about. It was just that ... well, it seemed that sex was becoming routine and lacked the spark that once used to fire us with real passion. That's why we booked ourselves on an all-inclusive holiday in a 5-star hotel on the Mayan Riviera in Mexico in an effort to revitalize our sex life. The sensuality of the sun, sea and sand might just perk up life in the bedroom, we thought - that and being away from work and the staid, old home environment.
The catalyst for the wildest sexual experience I have ever encountered occurred on the second afternoon of our stay as Pete and I relaxed on sun loungers down by the pool. I was enjoying the sensuality of the sun and it almost as if it was caressing my body. I started to apply some suntan lotion, stroking it slowly over my legs, arms and stomach. I was then suddenly aware that I was being watched and, glancing over to the swim-up bar, noticed three young men, staring at me, and I was clearly the subject of their conversation. They were probably in their late twenties, but who cares when they were as good-looking as they were and had such well-formed, tanned bodies. Shame that their Speedos spoiled the view - but I have a vivid imagination and I pictured their cocks starting to get erect as they discussed what they'd like to do to me.
Pete had also noticed the three guys eyeing me up. "Hey, there are three guys over at the bar undressing you with their eyes. I think they fancy you."
"Don't be stupid," I said, "I must be twenty years older than them. There's any number of younger, sexier women around here. What would they want with a body like mine?"
"Are you kidding? You look great for your age – flat stomach, long slender legs, great tits. Besides, I know when a guy's attracted to someone. Look at them. If their tongues hang out any further they'll be licking the floor. Tell you what - tease them a bit. Go on!"
I squirted some more lotion over my stomach, making it look like a jet of spunk hitting me. I then proceeded to stroke it all over, slowly and provocatively, sliding my fingers enticingly and ever deeper into my bikini bottom until it must have looked as though I was massaging my clit. Not being able to resist the temptation, I glanced over to the swim-up bar and made eye contact with the three guys. They knew I was performing this mock-masturbation for their benefit and, judging by the steadily increasingly bulge in their Speedos; it was clearly having an effect.
I'd got myself worked up by now and suggested to Pete that we go back to our room. I pulled him through the door, threw my bag into a corner and slid my hand into his trunks. Firmly taking his cock in my hand I eased it out and began to stroke the shaft, feeling it grow hard.
"Strip me", I urged him.
Now naked, I knelt down in front of him, sliding off his trunks in the process. I then took his cock in my mouth, gently and teasingly at first, running the tip of my tongue around the head and then delicately pressing my teeth into the hardening shaft. I grasped his buttocks and slowly pulled him towards me taking the whole of his cock in my mouth and sucking him hard, as if to drink all the juices that were now beginning to flow.
"Fucking hell, Rose, that's great!" he gasped trying to catch his breath and pulling my head forward, pushing even more of his prick into my mouth and throat. "Where did you suddenly learn to do that?"
I hadn't the heart to tell him that I was still picturing the three guys down at the pool, this time completely naked and wanking while they watched me stroking my clit and occasionally pushing a finger into my cunt. Besides, I never speak with my mouth full.
Pete then picked me up, carried me over to the bed, and threw me on my back forcing my legs wide open and lifting them up in the air. Then, thrusting his cock deep inside me, he began to pound away with all the lust and energy of a younger man who hadn't had a woman for years. We both came at the same time and I felt his spunk pumping inside me as I gripped his cock inside my vagina, drawing him in even further. We collapsed exhausted onto the bed and waited for the dizziness to subside.
"Wow, it's a long time since I've had an orgasm like that! You seemed to enjoy it as well. I wonder what brought that performance out of you," mused Pete, "though I think I've a pretty good idea what turned you on."
Nothing more needed to be said and anyhow I didn't feel like declaring my fantasy. I think he already had a pretty good idea.
The following afternoon we headed for the pool. I suggested trying to grab a couple of sun loungers near the swim-up bar. Pete's wry smile betrayed that he knew why I wanted to be at that particular spot. I had my fingers crossed that the three guys would be there again. I wasn't to be disappointed. When they looked over at me I smiled in return and immediately regretted it. It was as good as an admission that the performance of masturbation I'd given the day before was entirely for their benefit. Well ok, I know it was for their benefit but I kicked myself for effectively confessing it. The three guys smiled back knowingly.
"I'll go and get us a couple of drinks," said Pete a short while later. He headed over and stood directly next to the three guys, though there was plenty of space at the bar. I could see him in conversation with them and all four occasionally threw a smiling glance in my direction. When Pete returned with our cocktails (mine was a Mississippi mud, his a daiquiri) I was intrigued to discover what they'd been talking about.
"Oh nothing. Just chitchat. They're all from South Carolina and this is their last day here. Chris is the blond guy, Andy's the tall one with the blue trunks and Phil's the guy that obviously works out at the gym a lot. Nice guys."
"Is that all you talked about?"
"Yes, that just about sums it up". That abruptly ended the conversation. We returned to our drinks.
Two or three cocktails later I was beginning to feel horny again, so suggested we go back to our room. Pete took no persuading. As we left I could see Chris, Andy and Phil finishing their drinks. I thought nothing more of it.
No sooner had we entered our room and I was in the process of loosening my hair than the door burst open and the three guys rushed in. Then there was one hell of a commotion. The door was slammed shut and locked. Pete was overpowered by the three guys and stripped of his trunks. He was then tied in an armchair facing the bed. They then turned towards me.
"It's our last day here," said Chris, "and we're going to make it a memorable one – for all of us. Any screaming by the way and we'll cut your husband." Andy brandished a long knife menacingly.
I was still in shock and couldn't have uttered a squeak even if I'd tried. All three guys then stripped in front of me and my eyes fixed on three huge cocks. Now, Pete's not lacking in that department but this was something else. I was dumbstruck.
"Do you like what you see, Rose? I hope so. Cos you're gonna get very familiar with these bad boys," said Phil. I was slowly coming to my senses and on hearing him use my name I realised that Pete must have been talking about me with them at the bar.
"Hey, we're all naked," said Chris slyly, "and Rose is still wearing her bikini. I think we oughta do something about that, fellas".
Chris and Phil quickly grabbed my arms while Andy stepped forward and cut the straps of my bikini to with his knife and then ripped it off and tossed it on the floor.
"Your wife's got lovely tits," said Andy, turning to address Pete. He proceeded to stroke and fondle them and bent forward to lick each nipple in turn. Lightly pulling them with his teeth he then sucked each nipple until they were both hard and erect. Running his fingers down my stomach he slid them inside my bikini bottom and pulled so that he could insert his knife to cut the side straps and let it fall to the floor. I felt vulnerable and yet slightly aroused when I saw their eyes feasting on my naked body.
Andy knelt down in front of me and forced my legs apart. Turning to Pete he said, "Let's see if Rose smells and tastes as sweet as her name". I felt his cheeks against the inside of my thighs as he first sniffed my cunt then gently ran the tip of his tongue around the lips of my vagina and up and down the hood of my clit. I looked over at Pete expecting him to be struggling to free his bonds. To my horror his cock was stiff and hard and he was obviously so excited that his juices were running down the shaft. He's enjoying this, the swine, " I thought. Then the full realization hit home. Pete's no seven-stone weakling, yet it seemed to me that the guys had overpowered him pretty damn quickly and now he was getting turned on watching me about to be gangbanged by three total strangers. Well, two can play at that game or in this case four of us.
I pushed my hips forward to make Andy's job easier and let his agile tongue work its magic.
