So, my man, Callum, has a well-documented desire to watch me get cock, but a holiday to the Costa's gave him more than he’d been expecting. Me too, incidentally, but let me paint the picture for you...  

We had a week in the sun alone together, after a very long and challenging year. We’d been relaxing for a few days, doing the usual touristy things, and had taken a hint of colour from the sun. One night, we opted for a bar in the party area as I fancied a couple of cocktails. We’d had a light dinner before and were feeling chilled, sat at a table on the edge of the bar’s terrace, watching the world go by. Well, watching the clientele get younger and more drunk to be totally accurate.  

Deciding to have one more “for the road”, my man went off to the bar to order. He must’ve visited the gents, or there was a delay at the bar or something, as he was gone a good five minutes. And I’d attracted the attention of a small group of lads. There were maybe five guys, probably between nineteen and twenty-two years old.

From what I could hear, they were merry but not totally drunk yet and seemed to be decided who was going to be the one to try their luck at chatting me up. Although I was old enough to be their mother, I didn’t look it, so I ignored them and continued people watching.  

Next thing I know, there’s a young lad slipping into the chair beside me. Raising one eyebrow, I asked if he was ok. He looked like he wanted to vomit! I’d estimate he was the youngest of the group, around five-feet-eight-inches, dark closely cropped hair but piercing blue eyes. Athletic build, which lent to the image of youth.  

“My name is Josh. I’m here to save you from boredom and weird-looking drunk guys who think they can sweep you off your feet,” he blurted out.  

“Oh really, that’s very sweet of you Josh. How did you win this position tonight?” I asked.  

“What do you mean?” he stammered.  

“I heard you and your friends earlier. It’s ok, you can be honest with me.”  

“They dared me,” he whispered shamefaced. “We’ve been here for almost a week and they’ve all hooked up, so they’ve been teasing me. I saw you when you arrived and thought you were gorgeous.”  

“What is the basis of the dare Josh?” Callum said from behind me. He told me later, that he’d seen Josh be physically pushed to come over, so had given the lad a few minutes.  

“They dared me to chat you up and leave with you,” Josh said to me, as though I had asked the question. The poor lad had turned white.  

“I’ve been on a lads' holiday, it’s ok. Let me get you a drink and we’ll see if we can help you out,” my man offered.  

Chatting over a drink, it transpired that Josh had a girlfriend in the past, but his friends were convinced he was a virgin still. They had been teasing him the whole holiday and nothing he said would get them to leave him alone. So, he’d agreed to the dare. And we agreed to help him.  

I left the men to chat whilst I made use of the facilities and returned to find a now-familiar look on my man’s face. Josh had gone to relieve himself, so Callum quickly filled me in. Josh had one previous girlfriend, as he’d said, and they had enjoyed a simple sex life while together as were both virgins before. Josh had admitted, with a little prompting no doubt, that he found me very alluring, so Callum had the idea of a little education.

Knowing that I like the dark hair and blue eye combo and that I rarely refuse my man’s requests, he’d made the indecent suggestion to our young friend. Considering the length of time Josh was taking in the bathroom, we wondered if he’d run, but after a while, Josh returned to our table, looking as scared as he did the first time he sat beside me.  

“Josh, you don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do,” I tried to comfort him. “You are an attractive lad, and I would be happy to help broaden your horizons, but only if that’s what you want.”  

“I think you’re a gorgeous woman. I’m not sure whether this is a wind-up, but if it’s not and I wimped out, I’d always wonder and kick myself.” Josh gulped some air.  

“Callum occasionally likes to watch me fuck another guy, and we have taught one lad a few lessons before. There are a few rules we stick to, but the main one is everyone is comfortable or nothing happens. Callum stays, there’s no mouth to mouth kissing, no means no, and whatever happens stays between us, ” I explained. “We’re going to head off after this drink. Do you want to walk with us and think about it en route?”  

With a nod, we all finished our drinks and set off.  

Arriving at our hotel, Josh dithered for a moment, then seemed to square his shoulders and straightened his spine. With another nod, he opened the door for me.  

In our room, Callum got some water for us as I waved Josh into a chair. Dropping my bag on the dressing table, I ditched my heels. Gesturing to Josh’s lap, I asked, “May I?”  

He looked unsure, so I just settled myself in his lap. “You can touch me if you like. I only bite if you ask nicely.” My comment fell flat, he just looked more nervous. I kissed his jaw and nibbled his neck. I put one of his hands on my knee, the other on my bum. Still, he was scared to move.  

“She likes her neck being nibbled Josh. Give it a try,” Callum started directing. As though he’d been waiting for permission, Josh did as he was told. His lips kissed my neck, slowly starting to nip me as he went down.  

“See if your hand is big enough to cusp her boob. They are pretty large.” Josh’s hand moved to my breast, grazing my nibble with his thumbnail through my clothing. A little groan escaped my throat.  

“She’s not overly sensitive, so you’ll need to tweak the nipple, not stroke it,” Callum advised. Josh’s hand followed the instruction, earning a happy hiss.  

My teeth nipped his throat as he continued his nipple administrations, his other hand kneading my butt of its own accord. Grinding slightly on his lap, I could feel his stiffening cock through his jeans. Flipping my skirt over his hand as it gripped my bum cheek, his hand played with the edge of my knickers. Moving so his fingers found themselves in the valley of my pussy, I ground my hips to make his fingers rub my moistness, and slip into my wanton hole.  

“Take her clothes off, Josh, and move her over here so I can see,” Callum instructed.  

My dress posed no problems, but the poor lad struggled with the bra. Giving him a hand, I pushed my knickers off too. Reaching for him, stripping his clothes wasn’t a problem for me, leaving him looking shocked for a moment to find himself naked! Then he saw me, and his eyes went like saucers. His athletic body was almost hairless, with just a darkening below his navel leading to a relatively thin but decent length cock. Maybe two fingers thick, max two-inch, and around seven inches long, it would do for now.  

Sitting on the edge of the bed, legs spread, I waited.  

“Oral sex Josh, you’ve got to earn that pussy around your cock. Slip a finger into her wet hole and suck that clitoris between your lips. Lick it, as hard as you can whilst you finger fuck that glorious hole,” came the instruction from across the room.  

Doing just that, Josh did a surprisingly good job. Swirling his tongue around my nub, his finger massaged my inner walls. I was getting rather excited when Callum’s voice broke the spell.  

“Time to fuck her, Josh. Fuck my wife, but do it well. She likes cock and being fucked.”  

Throwing my legs up as I lay back, with my bum just hanging over the edge of the bed, Josh took his young cock in hand and rubbed along the valley. I could hear Callum move his chair for a better view, his hand returning to rub his own cock in appreciation, as Josh pushed into me, sliding straight up to his balls.  

With a groan from his throat, Josh fucked me like a rabbit from the off. Hard and fast, slamming into my soaking pussy. It felt so good; I was panting, placing a hand on his chest to slow his movements as I needed to cum on this youngster's throbbing length.  

“Slow down, you’ll come too quick and leave her hanging. Never leave a woman hanging from sex, it's very bad manners,” Callum interjected. “Zoe, rub your clit. I want to watch you cum on his cock.”  

Being a good wife, I did as he asked of me. Rubbing my clit pushed me very swiftly to the edge. I'd look down at him pounding me and to the side watching Callum wanking hard now. Then it hit. Cumming hard with a squeal, my pussy clamped around the young man’s cock, triggering his release and he groaned loudly as he dumped his load into me. He had done well and my pussy felt full and then some.  

Gathering my senses after a moment, I looked to Callum. He was sitting in the chair a couple of feet away, his rock-hard purple-headed cock still in hand oozing pre-cum.  

Josh looked totally spent as he pulled out of me, like he needing tucking up for a nap. Gathering his clothes, he looked embarrassed as he quickly dressed. Looking at his feet, he thanked us and slipped away.  

I looked at Callum with a laugh in my throat, but his focus was fixed on my pussy which was slowly leaking the youth’s spunk. Without looking away, he stood from his chair and knelt on the floor in front of me.  

“I need to clean this naughty pussy don't I?” he said.   

"Yes, it's your job after all," I replied.  

Lowering his head, his tongue gently licked from my asshole to my clit, scooping up the spilt cum. Over and over he licked, cleaning my folds of all the juices. Pushing his tongue into my cunt, he scooped as much out of me as he could reach.   

When he was done getting as much cum cleaned as he could, he stood up, flipped me over and sank his steel-like cock deep into me.  

"I'm gonna have to fuck the rest out of you, dear."   

"Uh-huh," was all I could muster now.  

Slowly but thoroughly he thrust, from tip to balls to tip to balls. Blissful agony, his thicker cock rubbed my sensitive walls, kissing my g-spot in each direction. With a groan, I clamped down on his cock and felt my second orgasm spasm through me. With a cry of, “Mine!” Callum finally shot his load, pumping away until his lust was finally complete.