A buxom woman opens the front door, wearing nothing but a sexy satin robe.
Now this might sound like the average sixteen-year-old’s wet dream. But this is Tori welcoming me and her husband Eric home after a weekend of … well, a whole lot of naughty man-on-man sex. Which she herself arranged, having rented a cabin for Eric, me and my best friend and now lover Rick.
All three of us men are new to gay sex, but we notched up quite a bit of experience this weekend, and Tori wants to hear all the details. And also see them: Eric has recorded some of the action to the thumb drive that he hands her.
We have just dropped Rick off at his house so he and his platonic wife Emily can attend their kid’s soccer match. It happens that Rick also has a thumb drive, for Emily to share with her longtime lover Jackie. My mind briefly dwells on thoughts of the two lesbians getting off to our gay action.
Since Tori is right in front of us, another image flashes in my mind, of her with Jackie. I’ve been told that at some time in the past, Tori and Jackie were an item, though it’s unclear to me when that happened, especially with respect to her marriage to Eric.
Tori greets her husband with a tight embrace and a big wet kiss. Her robe falls open during this interlude, and Eric can’t resist fondling a boob.
Not wanting me to feel left out, Tori then presses her open-robed body against mine. The kiss she gives me is much softer and sweeter than the ones I’ve been experiencing with Eric and Rick over the weekend.
Ah, women. As happy as I am to have hairy, becocked Rick as my primary lover, and would not trade places with Eric, I am nevertheless reminded of how alluring a woman can be.
Like Eric, I can’t resist fondling Tori’s boob, murmuring, “Eric is a lucky man” into her ear. I can see that Eric, who has a strong hotwife fetish, is going nuts at this, his shorts bulging out like crazy.
“Looks like you boys came back hungry for what a woman can provide,” she suggests, pivoting around and leading us into the kitchen. Robe still open, she presents a spread of snacks and fixes us a couple of drinks.
We start filling her in on the details of our weekend as she leans on the kitchen island. She gazes into each of our eyes flirtatiously, boobs splayed on the counter, as Eric tells of blowing Rick in the backseat while I drove us to the cabin, as well as the terrifying road-rage incident that resulted when the wrong redneck witnessed it. He continues by telling of the earnest blowjobs that we traded upon arrival at the cabin, grateful to be alive. He can’t help mentioning the size of Rick’s spectacular uncut member, which is bigger than Eric’s or mine by nearly two full inches.
“Sounds like you are the lucky man, Joe,” suggests Tori. “I want to see this cock of his, which I’ll never get to do in person, and all of the other video you have for me. Then we’ll talk about you boys’ reward.” She has promised some kind of treat for us for recording a bit of our manly action. We don’t know exactly what the reward will be, but I have some ideas.
“We did three scenes, about fifty minutes total,” explains Eric as he turns on the TV in the living room.
“Good,” purrs Tori as she fully doffs the robe. “Now, no touching each other until the show’s over! You can touch yourselves, though. I probably will.”
Sure enough, Tori is rubbing herself and moaning as soon as she takes in the first scene, in which Rick has asked us to try double-anal on him. She moans jaw-dropped approval at the image of her husband and me both squeezing our cockheads into Rick’s ass, not to mention the impressive size of Rick’s raging erection as we do this. The double penetration proves too much for him, however, and I soon withdraw to slurp on his giant member while Eric fucks him.
The second scene, directed by Eric, has the cabin’s living room lit with dozens of candles and the camera elevated to look down on another triple encounter. Tori whimpers further approval at the beauty of the scene, three men arranged in a triangle on a bearskin rug, sucking each other’s dicks … then balls … then asses. She actually orgasms at the climax of this scene, in which we jerk each other’s cum all over our faces.
The third and final scene, also directed by Eric, is even more jizz-drenched, kicking off with the two of us kneeling before Rick’s magnificent manliness and double-blowing him. Rick then lies back while all three of us jerk our cum out onto his chest, our hands coming together to work our slimy goo into his thick hair.
As the show ends, Tori exclaims, “Oh baby, you directed that last scene just for me! You know how much I want to try Bukkake!”
Time for the reward? Perhaps. Tori has me lie on the carpet, straddling my head and giving me a taste of her womanly juices. This is a special taste treat for me, after a weekend filled with much more masculine flavors. Eric, meanwhile, kneels behind my head so he can suck Tori’s tits. She then moves her hips to I can warm up her asshole with my tongue, because he has asked us to give her her first double penetration.
Tori shifts down me and eases her warm wetness down around my spire, kissing me so tenderly it reminds me of when I had a wife. I squeeze her dangling breasts together and start sucking.
Eric gets behind Tori and carefully presses his lubed-up member against her hole, slowly slipping into her colon with no difficulty at all.
“Oh!” Tori and I both exclaim breathlessly, though from different sensations, as he penetrates her backside. The feeling of his cock sliding along mine inside her, separated by thin membranes, is incredible. Gasping from having two men inside her, she says, “Eric’s gotten better at that. Looks you boys gave him some solid anal practice.”
“Oh, we fucked each other silly,” breathes Eric into her ear. “We only captured a fraction of it on video.”
“You dirty fuckers.”
“Yeah, it was pretty messy. Good thing the cabin had a nice walk-in shower. And that Rick brought an enema.”
“You clean, dirty fuckers,” she half-giggles, half-gasps through our double fucking.
Within a minute or so of each other, we all cum. Still panting, Tori lays on her side and lifts a leg so that Eric can lick my cum out of her sloppy cunt and I can slurp his out of her dripping asshole, ultimately kissing each other and swapping some of the semen.
We clean up a bit and go back into the kitchen to debrief Tori further on our wild weekend.
“I sure was worried about you three when I got a call from the Coolidge County Sheriff’s Office,” she says, referring to the road incident on the way to the cabin. They had contacted her immediately, since the car was registered in her name. “I told them exactly where to find you.”
“Oh, Deputy Choi found us, all right,” replies Eric with a smirk.
“The fuck does that mean?” demands Tori. She doesn’t yet know what happened after the deputy took our statements.
“Well, he sure put the ‘serve’ in ‘To Protect And To Serve.’”
“Did. Fucking. Not,” utters Tori, incredulous.
“Did. Fucking. Too. Including the fucking part.”
“Jesus, Eric,” exclaims Tori, looking serious now. “Seducing an officer?! You sure take chances sometimes, my love. And right after what had just happened - in my car!”
I step in to defend him. “Tori, the deputy’s shift was ending, and he made clear that off-duty, he was … uh, sympathetic to what we men had been up to. Which was pretty obvious as soon as he set foot in the cabin. This really wasn’t Eric’s doing.”
“Well, the striptease was my doing.”
“Striptease?”
“Yeah, okay, Eric was responsible for that. Once the deputy’s involvement was clear, Eric sang ‘You Can Leave Your Hat On’ for him to do a striptease to.”
“You got a cop to do that? That is so fucking sexy.”
“Yeah,” confirms Eric. “And he kept his hat on all the while Joe here was drilling his ass against the couch.”
“Wow. And what were you and Rick up to while Joe was sticking it to the Man?”
“Oh, Rick was taking my anal virginity, right next to them so the deputy could witness it.”
“Unbelievable. I am disappointed in only one thing, Eric. I understand you couldn’t get that first one on tape with the cop there. But losing your cherry was a big deal. You didn’t get any video of yourself being fucked?”
“I guess not. That’s kind of a big miss, huh?”
“Kind of. So you’re going to fix that right now. Set up the camera.”
While Eric unpacks his video camera and gets it ready in the living room, Tori wraps her arms around me and starts making out with me next to the couch.
“After a weekend of having sex with men,” inquires Tori, breaking the kiss, “do you find me attractive, Joe?”
As if there were any doubt. “Oh my God, yes, Tori,” I reply, rubbing my hands over her hips. “You are so beautiful. I’m glad your husband is so open-minded, because I can’t keep my hands off you. Or my mouth.”
“This is so fucking hot,” beams Eric as I start sucking on his beloved’s tits. As much as I have learned in recent weeks to enjoy various delights of the male body, and in ways I couldn’t previously have imagined, Rick’s moobs are never going to hold a candle to Tori’s supple beauties.
Eric has started the camera as I drop to my knees, prop one of Tori’s legs up on the couch and taste her yummy twat yet again.
How can I be I so lucky? Mere months ago, I was in misery, having lost both my marriage and my job. Now, I have a lover who cares for me, and who despite being male gives me as much physical pleasure as any woman has. Yet I still get to sample the considerable delights of this woman anytime her husband lets me? Which is pretty much anytime?
Unable to fully comprehend how much my fortune has turned, I stand up and simply channel my joy into kissing Tori, as passionately as I have kissed anyone, while tenderly massaging her pussy. Tasting herself on me, she returns the passion, moaning loudly before lying back on the couch and begging me to fuck her.
Eric has been raptly jerking himself as he watches our show, mouth agape. As I enter his hot wife, he offers her his cock and she licks off the drop of precum hanging from it. She takes in his length while I pump and grind her, then I take a turn sucking him. But this is not the main event.
“All right, now it’s my beautiful bisexual husband’s turn.”
I withdraw and Eric takes my place, entering Tori. While they trade kisses and whispers of sweet nothings, I lube a finger and work it into Eric’s back hole, loosening him up before slipping my still-wet Willie into him. After our big butt-fucking weekend, I am able to do this with far more expertise and sensitivity than before.
I try to match my rhythm to Eric’s, but soon find myself taking over the pace, pounding into his posterior, which in turn rams him into Tori. At first giggling with delight at this newfound configuration, she soon lets out loud “oofs” and squeals with each Joe-driven stroke. I can tell that she is rocking her hips against Eric for maximum clit-grinding pleasure.
Of course it can’t last. Nothing this good ever does. I’m first to cum, squirting my last few drops into Eric’s tight ass. I continue pumping for a full minute, my softness finally forcing a slippery withdrawal.
I stand aside to watch this married couple finish their lovemaking, Eric adjusts his pace and pelvic grinding to hold back until Tori starts approaching her orgasm, at which point he starts drilling her furiously until they both climax at nearly the same time, basically pushing each other over the edge.
I applaud quietly. “Now that is how it’s done. You two are amazing together, how you know each other’s bodies.”
“We do, don’t we?” Tori queries her husband, still glowing with ecstasy.
“Yeah, I think we do.”
“It hasn’t always been this way, Joe. It’s hard to imagine now, but there was even a point where I thought we wouldn’t make it.”
“Aww, Tori…” whines Eric, apparently not wanting to discuss this aspect of their past.
“Roll with me, baby, you’ll like where this is going. Anyway, Joe, a number of years ago we talked about opening up our marriage…”
“Which I royally screwed up by going ahead and having an affair…” admits Eric.
“Affair?! Ha! You boned some rando blonde you met in a bar. I’d have been less upset if you’d had a real affair.”
“Sorry.”
“Oh, you know we’re way past sorry, baby. It’s long since forgiven.” Her expression hardens. “But it took a long time to get there. I was pretty pissed for a long time, so much so that we separated for almost a year. And something happened during that time that Eric doesn’t know much about.”
We both stare, waiting for her to continue. Her smile broadens.
“What we just did now wasn’t your reward, boys. It was mine. Your reward is the story I’m about to tell you. What Eric did that drunken night might not have been an affair, but ohhh…” she continues, eyes twinkling, “I had a fucking affair. He almost didn’t get me back.”
Whatever Tori is about to reveal is something she’s never shared with her husband. What could it be? He might have a hotwife thing, but he definitely doesn’t like being cuckolded. How could the story of her affair with another man possibly be so hot for him that it qualifies as a reward?
“I’m going to tell you about when I got together with Jackie.”
Oh. This story will be rewarding indeed.
