Morning came earlier than I would have liked. I awoke to the sounds of Jenny moving around the room. She was in a wonderful mood as she prepared herself for the day’s competition. I had barely sat up in bed when she rushed over to me, straddled my legs, and kissed my lips. I couldn’t help but smile at her energy and happiness. “Someone is in a good mood today.”

She wiggled happily. “Yes, I am. My husband let me have wonderful sex with two bi-guys, and I’m getting ready to rock the volleyball court.”

She rained kisses on my face until I shoved her backward on the bed. “Back off, woman. I just woke up, and now my face is all slobbery.”

She laughed and sat up. “You need to get ready. We need to get breakfast and be on the court in an hour. Chop, chop, mister!”

I ate a hearty breakfast while Jenny kept it light, focusing on hydrating. We made our way to the courts where Joe and Ben waited. The guys were very happy to see Jenny, but didn’t do anything inappropriate. She kissed them on the cheek, and they began discussing the pairings and strategy. I kicked back with my coffee and waited for the court assignments.

I was lost in my morning thoughts when I heard her voice. “Hey, can we talk for a minute?”

I looked up at the blonde setter from yesterday’s first match. I was surprised to see her, let alone that she wanted to talk with me.  “Sure, take a load off.”

She sat down next to me. I could see her gathering her thoughts, and I wasn’t about to rush her. I was curious without a doubt. If she were pissed about what happened, her approach would have been a lot different. The mystery intrigued me. Plus, she was hot. Your typical fantasy blonde volleyball player with a gorgeous set of c-cups, legs for days, and a wonderfully biteable ass. She was a beauty, so you’ll pardon me if I wasn’t in a hurry to end our conversation.

She looked at me earnestly, and I smiled back encouragingly. “I want you to know I’m not upset about what happened yesterday. At least, not at you. I thought the way you defended your wife was admirable, and uh, never mind. Anyway, Jake is an idiot, and my so-called boyfriend worships the ground he walks on.

“The resort kicked Jake out, and Daniel left with him. Daniel was concerned that his poor little hero wouldn’t manage on his own. Can you tell I’m pissed off?”

My instinct was to chuckle. Not because I didn’t sympathize, but because she was super pissed off while trying to act like she wasn’t. Instead, I used my adult brain. “I am sorry that happened to you. I’d want to kill someone if it were me. If there’s anyone around you really don’t like, I could hold them for you.”

She snorted a laugh, then nearly sobbed. Oh, hell. Now I’ve done it. “I’m sorry. I’m an insensitive idiot.”

She shook herself. “No, you're good. It’s just a lot to process, you know?”

“Yeah, sometimes life throws you more curves than you think you can handle. It takes a minute before you realize that you didn’t create the problem, you will do what you need to, and that you are still going to be you when you come out the other side.”

She grinned at me. “Oh, my God, that was so good! Have you been a bullshit artist long?”

I grinned back. “It’s been a calling as long as I can remember.

“I might add that it made you smile, which should tell you all you need to know about my motivation to be world-class in the field.”

Suddenly, we weren’t strangers. We were two friendly people enjoying each other’s company. I figured, what the hell? Why not ask? “Would you like to hang out with me and watch my wife’s team play? Please don’t feel pressured. I’ll introduce you to my wife, Jenny, the first chance we get.”

She chuckled. “I would love to hang out with you and your wife.”

I grinned big. “Awesome! Here’s the plan. First, we find suitable beverages of the alcoholic persuasion, then we find a comfy spot to watch the action.”

She stood. “You know it’s only ten in the morning.”

“That late? We’re on vacation. The bar light is lit when we say it is.

“Oh, one more thing. I’m David.”

She laughed. “Oh, hell! Sorry! I’m Rose. Nice to meet you, Dave.”

Right about then, Jenny walked over to us. She didn’t bat an eye at Rose standing there. “Hello, I’m Jenny. I remember you from yesterday. How are you?”

Rose blushed. “I’m Rose, and it’s nice to meet you. I was just telling your husband I thought it was pretty cool the way he stood up for you.”

I decided to enter the conversation before Jenny drew any wrong conclusions. “Rose’s boyfriend was the other player. He left with the big guy when the resort kicked him out. She’s here on her own now, and I’ve invited her to hang out and watch you play.”

Jenny may or may not have had her doubts about Rose, but she didn’t doubt me. She smiled at Rose and squeezed her arm. “I’m sorry your boyfriend is an idiot.”

Rose’s eyes bulged a bit in shock as my wife continued. “He left with that asshole and abandoned his stunning girlfriend. I think that’s a clear indication of a record-breaking low IQ.”

Jenny laughed with Jenny, and I could see the connection forming between them. Jenny turned to me and gave me a peck on the lips. “We’re starting on the middle court in a few minutes.”

I handed her the bag with the towels, water, and energy bars. She took off, waiving over her shoulder, already focused on the game in front of her. I led Rose around to a good spot, spread out the beach blanket, and the two of us settled in to watch.

The match was the best competition they had so far. Jenny’s team won two out of three close games. I suspected the team they played would meet them in the finals that afternoon. The other team’s version of Jenny was nearly as good as Jenny. The two battled each other’s serves while duking it out at the net frequently. When the game ended, the two women hugged.

Rose and I had the blanket folded, and I was holding the bag with more towels. “Come on, Rose. Time for a cool down.”

She gave me a puzzled look, but followed me to the beach shower. When we walked inside, Ben and Joe were at it again, but this time they had sandwiched Jenny between them. She saw me come in, but didn’t see Rose behind me. “Honey, I keep telling them I’m a married woman, but they keep molesting me.”

I watched Rose’s face closely as she took in the view. She saw my wife, turned and looked at me, then grinned at the smile on my face. “I see you aren’t all that upset.”

I shrugged. “Jenny has been doing a bit of team building with Joe and Ben.”

She bit her lip, trying to hold back from saying what she was thinking. Based on her reaction, I really wanted to know what she was thinking. “Say what’s on your mind, Rose. I won’t be offended.”

She looked me in the eye, which was easy since we were the same height. “I was wondering if we could watch their team building.”

“Oh, hell yes! Though I doubt there will be much more of that here.”

Jenny has bat ears and heard every word. “We play again in half an hour.

“These two need to find their own showers. I am a married woman, and they are taking liberties.”

She gave them both a playful shove. I was kind of hoping Ben and Joe would put on a little show for Rose, but they behaved themselves. Jenny finished up first and paused next to Rose before leaving. “Rose, you have to hang out with us later. I think you will enjoy watching us practice team cohesion.”

She winked at her and left the shower. Rose turned toward me with her mouth hanging open. I took her hand and led her outside, much to Joe and Ben’s disappointment. We walked toward the bar as I filled her in. “So, Rose, here’s the thing. Jenny and I arrived on vacation, and it just so happens that Jenny played college volleyball. She got drafted to fill in for Joe and Ben’s third, who couldn’t make it.

“Joe and Ben are bisexual, but don’t do butt stuff with each other. You’ll see why later if you want. Anyway, they put on a bit of a show for Jenny and me, got my wife exceptionally horny, then fucked her brains out.

“In answer to your next question: No, I’m not mad or jealous. This is a once-in-a-lifetime adventure for her, and I’m happy to let her enjoy it. No, we don’t do this often. Yesterday was the first time either of us had sex with someone outside of our marriage. Finally, I do not expect anything from you, but I do want you to have some fun. I think you deserve it.”

She walked in silence, thinking things through. We arrived at the bar, and I gave her a questioning look.

Her face was flushed with suppressed excitement when she smiled at me. “It’s five o’clock somewhere. I could use something fruity and alcoholic.”

I talked the bartender into mixing up a pitcher. We were soon on the blanket, sipping our drinks, and waiting for the whistle to blow.

The best thing that can be said for the other team is that they lost quickly. Jenny’s team didn’t burn off a bunch of energy and would be ready for the finals in the afternoon. Joe and Ben took off to clean up for lunch, promising to meet us there. Jenny invited Rose to come with us to our room while she cleaned up and changed. I was all for that. The two of them needed to bond in their own way if we were going to hang out.

I was left to my own devices when Jenny pulled Rose into the bathroom and closed the door. I settled on the pool deck, and the next thing I knew, Jenny was dribbling ice-cold water on my chest to wake me. I came to a hover, and rather than be amazed at my ability to defy gravity, they both laughed. Without a thought, I quickly swatted them both on their delectable asses.

I froze and waited for my doom to descend. I fully expected Jenny to chew my ass for swatting Rose. I also fully expected Rose to slap my face. What I didn’t expect was a sexy grin from both of them. I dodged that bullet by pure luck. Luck, and something they had figured out between them that I had no clue about, and doubted I would get one soon.

I knew my wife well enough to know that she wouldn’t be in a hurry to clue me in. She would watch me grappling for a clue, eventually latch onto the wrong one, then say something that she and her co-conspirator would find hilariously funny. After the laughing stopped, they would not patiently explain my new reality. Oh, no, that would make life so much easier for good old Dave. No, they would let me continue in my ignorance until they milked every dreg of humor, derived at my expense, out of the situation.

Of course, all bets were off if I didn’t go along with it. If Jenny thought for one second she was actually being disrespectful or hurtful, the show would stop, and she would rush to explain. I, of course, had to fill my role as the stereotypical alpha male. “You two are up to something, and when I find out what it is, there will be consequences!”

They laughed harder as they walked back inside. I heard Rose trying to talk to Jenny as she caught her breath. “He really is a major bullshitter, isn’t he? I mean, he doesn’t really believe all that, does he?”

I didn’t hear my wife’s answer, and that was probably intentional. My takeaway from our little show was that Jenny liked Rose enough to befriend her and include her in her flirty harassment of me. I was not embarrassed or upset. I was thrilled. I was quickly arriving at the conclusion that Rose was pretty good people. I wanted Jenny to have a friend like her, even if only for vacation.

Lunch was entertaining. Ben and Joe were blatantly flirting with both women, while a sat back and enjoyed the byplay. I suspected more fun and games would happen after the tournament was finished. I knew this group wouldn’t take it hard even if they came in second. They were too fun-loving not to enjoy the success they had achieved.

Rose seemed happy, but I couldn’t help but think about what she was facing when she returned home. I had the feeling she was more than smart enough to find herself another boyfriend. The one she had wasn’t worthy. Hopefully, she would be able to avoid her boyfriend's stupid friend.

Jenny, Joe, and Ben departed for the court while Rose and I gathered all the gear. There was a large crowd, and I was concerned we wouldn’t be able to get close. Someone recognized me and quickly cleared a lane. We settled in a great spot at the center court for the finals. I had pre-planned with a cooler full of liquid goodness and some water. No trips to the bar were going to pull me away from this.

As was typical, the other team was two men and one woman. I recognized one of the guys as a professional player. The other guy was no slouch either. Their female player was built like Jenny and had a skill set to match. The first game took forty minutes. The second took nearly as much time. They were all business, and I made sure they stayed hydrated, had towels when they needed them, and gave them scouting data I had gathered while watching.

It was close until the end. Match point for our team was served by Jenny. The other team thought they had ours figured out. Their setter placed the ball for the spike. Joe blocked it, and the setter managed a diving hit that sent the ball weakly over the net. Their two men were perfectly positioned in front of Joe and Ben. They were in no way prepared when Ben didn’t attempt the spike. Instead, he hit a short lob to his left that should have gone out of bounds. It would have, except Jenny darted in, jumped, and spiked the ball into the sand. Game over.

The crowd went nuts, the other team hung their heads for a few moments, and Jenny’s teammates lifted her on their shoulders as she raised her arms in victory. She jumped down, jumped on me, and kissed me hard.

There was a short meeting while the officials verified the results. The trophy, or whatever, would be presented that evening at the private dinner being held for the tournament. We had a few hours to kill before then. I gathered up our stuff with Rose’s help, gathered up my wife unassisted, and we went to our room. I assumed that Rose was coming with us, and apparently, everyone else did too.

When we arrived at our room, I dropped the used towels, cooler, and beach blanket by the door. Took my wife and Rose by the hand and led them to the bathroom. “Everyone into the shower. We need to wash up before I give Jenny her massage.”

Jenny was still buzzing, but I knew the fatigue would hit her soon, and her muscles would stiffen without a good massage. The two women were all business as they quickly stripped and entered the roomy shower area in our bathroom. I was right behind them, enjoying the view

Rose took the back, while I took the front as we washed my amazing wife with our bare hands and lots of body wash. Her near-manic competitive mindset soon gave way to a calmer demeanor. By the time we dried her off, she was pretty relaxed. Rose sat on the edge of the bed and watched as I massaged Jenny into a near comatose state. We left her softly snoring on the bed.

I called the front desk and asked them to pick up the stuff by the door, opened a chilled bottle of Chardonnay, and kicked back on the pool deck with Rose. We slid two loungers together and settled next to each other while we sipped and contemplated the universe.

Rose set her glass down and turned her head toward me. “Jenny is a very lucky woman. It’s so easy to tell that you love her. I thought guys like you were imaginary.”

I answered honestly, “I don’t think I’m all that special. When you love someone, you do everything you can to care for them and make them happy. That’s how you earn love in return. So many guys think more about themselves than the woman they share a bed with. They don’t get it. You don’t take love, you give it, and if you are fortunate, someone special gives it back.”

Her eyes were damp, and her voice had a hitch in it. “I want someone like you in my life, but I keep getting involved with the wrong guy.”

I leaned over and kissed her cheek. “You deserve the best, and the answer is easy: Stop settling for less than you deserve.”

Her head turned that tiniest bit, and our lips met. We kissed softly for a few moments. She sighed when our lips parted. “I’m not out to steal you away from Jenny. The two of us talked, and she’s okay with it if you are. I need to feel what it’s like to be with a real man for once in my life.”

I can’t imagine the courage it took for her to say that to me. She left herself exposed, trusting me not to make her feel small. That was never going to happen. The reality was that I was drawn to her and would gladly give her what she wanted.

This time, when our lips met, I kissed her with passion. We lay there for the longest time sharing kisses, with occasional sips of wine, until our glasses were empty and our desire drew us inside.

Neither of us had dressed after the shower. The couch was a sofa bed that I folded out efficiently. Rose joined me, and I began giving her the attention she deserved.

I thought that it was only natural that she would be in a weird place. Her boyfriend had abandoned her to follow his asshole best friend. I’m sure she felt that she had failed in some way, even though logically she had done nothing wrong. I wanted to show her that there is absolutely nothing wrong with her. In my opinion, there was a whole lot that was very right. I wanted her to realize that she deserved to be treated as a goddess.

Our lips met with passion. Any reservations either of us might have had were gone. Her body was luscious, her reactions uninhibited, and her enthusiasm wonderful. I tasted her mouth, then her lovely neck, before raining kisses down her body. Her gorgeous tits felt so wonderful in my hands that I had to worship them with my mouth. She was quivering with desire as I kissed and licked my way down her body on a mission to taste her essence.

I fell in love with her pussy the moment I tasted her. Her ever increasing arousal was encouragement I didn’t need, but enjoyed nevertheless. Her pussy was my canvas, and I painted it with my mouth and tongue. I intended to create an orgasmic masterpiece, sensual, more so than visual.

Her hands held my head, but didn’t guide me. Her thighs suddenly tightened around my head, her hands pulled me tightly against her pussy, and she came wonderfully on my tongue. I was more than willing to keep going, but the hands that had pulled me so tightly to her now pushed me away. “Oh, my fucking God! I need a minute. Too sensitive.”

I kissed her thigh and grinned up at her. “I take it that was a good one?”

She was quivering as she reached for me. “The fucking best. Now, come here and fuck me.”

I moved between her legs, and she guided me where she wanted me. I entered her slowly as our mouths met with hunger. Gradually, we melded together. I was fully inside her, and I held myself still as I kissed her deeply.

I pulled slowly out and just as slowly slid back in deep. Our kiss became more lustful as I began to slowly fuck her. Our need soon got the best of both of us, and I began thrusting faster. I was on the verge of losing it when she nearly bit my tongue. She screamed into my mouth as her orgasm took her. I was perfectly happy to remain inside her and wait until she was ready for me. Our lips parted as I raised myself on my arms. She was stunningly beautiful in the afterglow. I smiled down at her as her eyes opened. She smiled back with a glimmer in her eye. I slid my cock achingly slowly from inside her, then slowly back in while watching her face. She bit her lip, and her forehead crinkled. She moaned when I pulled back again, then, as I sank deeply inside her, she looked down her body. “Oh fuck! You feel so good inside me.”

I held myself up so that she could watch my cock moving in and out of her gorgeous pussy. That seemed to bring her to another level. Her hips began to meet mine, and soon we were going at it. I didn’t abuse her, but I put the cock to her, and she fucking loved it. I could barely hear her moans of ecstasy over my own as I came deep inside her. It was perfect.

A few minutes later, I was still inside her. Our lips had just parted from a soft, affectionate kiss when I felt a hand on my shoulder. Jenny was on her knees next to us, smiling. “I loved watching you together. You looked so hot it made me very horny.”

She leaned past me and kissed Rose softly on her plump lips. The two women looked into each other’s eyes and shared some secret of womanly sisterhood. While curious, I knew that even if they explained that look, I would never fully understand it. I was content to let them have their moment because I trusted my wife with my soul. I knew in the deepest part of me that whatever connection they had, it would be good for us as a couple.

We had a few hours before dinner. When Jenny and Rose went to the pool, I decided a nap was in my future. Rose had kissed me thoroughly in front of my wife before wiggling out from under me. She and Jenny began talking a mile a minute as they visited the bathroom, then walked to the pool and jumped in mid-sentence. I couldn’t help but chuckle as they surfaced and picked up where they had left off.

Jenny woke me with soft kisses on my face. “You need to get ready for dinner. Rose went to her room to get ready, and we are meeting her in twenty minutes. Get moving, buster!”

She started tickling me, which was a total waste of time, but let me know that she was happy.

I got ready to go with enthusiasm. Jenny and I hadn’t talked much about the adventure we found ourselves enjoying. I pulled her close and kissed her. “How are you doing with all of this? A lot has happened, and I want to make sure that you are okay, that we are okay.”

She nodded seriously. “It has been a lot, hasn’t it? What’s weird is that I don’t feel like we are doing anything wrong. We are having a lot of fun, having some great sex. I love you, and you love me. None of this has changed that. So, yeah, I’m more than good, I’m happy.

“I don’t need to ask you if you’re okay. Rose made sure of that!”

She grinned at me, and I knew we were golden. We navigated our way to Rose’s room and knocked on her door.

Rose answered and the two of them were off to the races, talking about their outfits. Both decided some changes were needed and I’m not quite as dumb as I look. “You two do what you are obviously going to do anyway. I’ll be at the bar when you are ready.

I got my ass out of there before I got pulled into the whole “Do I look fat in this?” debate. Joe and Ben were already there when I arrived. I answered their questioning looks before they started babbling. “They decided a wardrobe change was in order. They should be here soon, say another hour or so.”

The chuckles that followed were ironic to say the least. Surprisingly, Jenny and Rose made their entrance only forty-five minutes later. To say that they were noticed would be a massive understatement. There were some real hotties in the room, but they outshone them all. I can’t say that what they were wearing would have been appropriate at a mundane awards dinner, but it was easy to see that nobody was upset at this one.

Both were wearing skin-tight dresses made of some slinky, stretchy material that left nothing to the imagination. If there was any curiosity about their undergarments, it was quickly satisfied, since neither wore any. The dresses revealed substantial cleavage and dipped in the back until two lovely butt-cracks were within half an inch of revealing themselves. It wasn’t the slightest bit cold, but there were two pairs of very erect nipples making their presence known. The hems were inches below their crotches, revealing some very sexy legs covered in thigh-high stockings with lacy tops that ended well before the bottom of their dresses. Both wore CFM heels, though Rose’s were a few inches longer than Jenny’s. Jenny still towered over Rose.

I swear I could feel the envy as both women approached me, settled on either side, then kissed the closest cheek. I was grinning so hard I thought my face would break.

Both women spun around and quickly gave Joe and Ben their own cheek kisses. We were soon spotted by the master of ceremonies and escorted to the head table. A quick re-shuffling ensued to ensure that Rose and I could be seated with them. Jenny sat to my left, with Rose to my right. Ben was next to her, and Joe was next to him.

We were visited by a predominantly male group, who seemed oddly uninterested in talking with us men. Weird that. I heard more than one blatant pickup line aimed at Jenny and at Rose. I don’t think they knew, or cared, that Jenny’s husband was sitting right next to her. I think the logic was that she might say yes, so it was worth taking a shot.

I didn’t mind at all. In fact, I found it flattering that athletic studs couldn’t pry my wife away from me, or Rose, for that matter. I found myself pondering what the future might bring with Rose, Jenny, and me. When I felt my erection growing, I refocused my attention on the conversations around me. A half hour of socializing later, dinner was served, and it was surprisingly good. It has been my experience that most banquets have too many people to serve well. Typically, the food is bland and lukewarm by the time it arrives.

Jenny, Ben, and Joe were called to the center stage and presented with their awards. Each received cash, an individual trophy, and their names were engraved on the massive club trophy. After that, the party got serious.

We had an absolute blast dancing, flirting, drinking, and did I say flirting? The girls were nearly surrounded by guys using the moment as an excuse to try their luck. Finally, Ben, Joe, and I separated Jenny and Rose from their admirers. We made our way out of the venue and over to a piano bar near our rooms. We practically had the place to ourselves when we settled around the piano.

We drank and sang with the piano until Ben began singing some rather filthy lyrics to a popular song. Not only did that set the piano player laughing so hard he had to stop playing, but it also changed the tone in the room from fun to sexy fun. We all knew a few songs where the lyrics had been reimagined. Sadly, there was some crossover, and we soon ran out of dirty ditties. I asked the piano guy to play something slow and romantic, pulled my wife to her feet, and led her to the small dance floor.

She settled into my arms, and we swayed with the music. Her skin brushing against mine felt like foreplay. My hands caressing her back, loving her silky skin, and the feel of her dress as my hand cupped her delicious ass. We were completely lost in the moment when our mouths met in a loving and heated kiss. We got lost in the song, the dance, and the kiss as we held each other closer. At some point, we stopped dancing altogether while we kissed hungrily. I finally managed to pull myself away when the song changed. The piano guy had upped the tempo with the old Commodores tune, “She’s a Brick House”.

It’s hard to kiss a woman while she’s laughing her ass off. It wasn’t like she was alone in her sentiment. The resort probably didn’t want me molesting my wife in their piano club. Piano dude had diplomatically defused our libidos for the moment.

I escorted my wife back to our friends and ordered a last round. “I think we should go to our place and get wet. Anyone interested?”

Ben quickly agreed. “We’ll stop by our place and get changed, then meet you there.”

I grinned at Jenny and Rose as I responded, “No need for that. It’s way too hot for swimwear, don’t you think?”

I could see that both women were enthusiastically on board with that idea. The last drink didn’t last long. I tipped the piano guy well as we left.

We had barely closed the door on our suite before the ladies got naked and ran to the pool. We guys hopped around trying to get our shoes and our pants off. Jenny and Rose were laughing hard when we finally stumbled out onto the pool deck. Our erections pointed the way for our bodies to follow.

Jenny was giddy with excitement. “Ben, show Rose what you showed me that first night.”

Joe sat on the edge of the pool, his feet in the water. Ben waded to him in the waist-deep water, wrapped his fist around Joe’s cock, and waggled it at Rose. “Come on over and enjoy the view.”

I knew what his plan was. It had worked well with Jenny, so why not try it with Rose? I could tell by the look of lust in her eyes when Ben put Joe’s cock in his mouth that his plan would work.

Rose’s mouth fell open in shock. “Oh, my!”

She quickly looked at my wife, then focused her attention back on Ben and Joe. Jenny moved through the water, took Rose’s hand, and gently pulled her toward the two men. “You have to get a closer look.”

She moved behind Rose and used her body to push Rose close to the two men. Rose was well within touching distance with her entire focus on the huge cock being sucked in front of her. Jenny slipped a hand up Rose’s body and began caressing her breast while kissing her neck. “It makes me so hot to watch them.”

Rose could only nod her head slightly. The combination of watching two hot men together and my wife playing with her body had aroused Rose to the point that there could be no hiding it, even if she had wanted to.

Ben pulled Joe’s cock from his mouth, turned, and kissed Rose while my wife held her. Jenny took Rose’s hand and placed it onto Joe’s throbbing cock, making Rose moan into Ben’s mouth. Jenny stepped back, having fulfilled her duties as seductress, and waded over to me. I kissed her deeply while the others got better acquainted.

Ben brought a hand up to cup Rose’s breast. He brushed his thumb across her nipple, then broke the kiss. His hand cupped the back of her head as he gently moved her toward the erection in her hand. If she resisted at all, it was impossible to tell. I do know that when her lips arrived at Joe’s erection, they separated to allow her tongue to gently circle his glans. The rest of her face followed her tongue as her mouth engulfed his turgid member. It was pretty much on from there.

I focused my attention on my beautiful wife. I made sure not to disturb her view while kissing my way to her wonderful tits. I cupped her breast and nibbled on her nipple while my nimble fingers explored her pussy. I lost track of what the others were doing while bringing my wife to one of the quickest orgasms I think she’s ever had.

While doing my husbandly duty, the others had escalated things to the point that they were leaving the pool. Jenny and I quickly followed and our little group was toweled off and ready for more in moments.

The bedroom beckoned. Rose grabbed an erection with each hand and led them toward the bedroom. She reluctantly let them go to get through the door and onto the bed. Ben settled with his back against the padded headboard as Rose slipped between his legs. Her eyes focused on his throbbing black cock.

She slowly pumped him with one hand while grinning up at him. “I think Joe and I should have a contest. Let’s see which one of us can blow you the best.”

Joe slipped up behind her and began running his cock up and down her wet pussy. “I think Ben and I should have a contest to see who fucks you the best. I’ll go ahead and start.”

I had no doubt that they would have both contests at the same time. They did seem to complement each other. Jenny and I watched as Joe sank his big cock into her from the rear. She had to stop sucking Ben’s cock while she groaned. “Holy shit, Joe! Slowly, please.”

Joe chuckled. “No problem, Rose. Trust me.”

He filled her with care, but fill her he did. It wasn’t long before he began stroking and she began moaning. Shortly after that, she remembered she had Ben’s cock in her hand, and decided it belonged in her mouth.

I made a decision of my own. I bent Jenny over and she braced her hands on the bed while I sank my cock into her from behind. Now we could fuck as well as watch. Neither of us had ever experienced anything like this. It was beyond hot and it didn’t take long for Jenny to start coming on my cock.

Joe pulled his wet cock from Rose’s pussy, but instead of trading places with her to suck Ben’s cock as required by the aforementioned contest, he stuck it in my wife’s eager mouth. I had to wonder if there was now a third contest. I certainly didn’t have a problem with that. I’m all about some friendly competition, and it doesn’t get any friendlier than this!

It wasn’t long before Jenny climbed onto the bed with me, following right behind. Joe grabbed her by the hips, flipped her over, and sank his cock into her. Ben was busily fucking Rose in missionary, which left me with a throbbing dick and short one pussy. Oh, well, you’ll have days like that. I got off the bed and waited for a position change that I could insert myself into. It wasn’t long in coming.

I could, and probably should, go into graphic detail about the next couple of hours, but I’m tired of writing, and Jenny is waiting in the bedroom. Suffice it to say that everyone had a wonderful time. Both ladies were fucked to their limits. Rose edged out Ben in the blow job contest, but he made a surprising comeback win against Joe. Rose said that she loved Joe’s big cock and what he did with it, but Ben’s hit her g-spot perfectly for the win. I managed to cum three times, although the last one was pretty dry. I figured it would take a few days to replenish my seed stores.

Jenny and I spent the last two days of our vacation alone. The others had caught their flights home after some tearful goodbyes.

Rose decided to start over in a new city. We encouraged her to try ours and live with us when she did. She’s recently found a new guy, and things look promising. Joe and Ben are coming to town and bringing their girlfriends. Things are about to get interesting around here.