I’d finally made it out after what felt like eternity. This was the vacation of a lifetime, and I planned on making it just that. I wanted to get away from ‘real life’ for a while and relax, just let everything disappear. I’m 6 foot 2 inches and a little on the heavier side, but nothing too extravagant. Brown eyes, though my wife swears there’s a hint of green in them, and dirty blonde hair. I’ve been a bit caught up in ‘life’ recently and haven’t been home as much as I wish I could have been. I know that my wife was feeling left out, which is why I brought her along on this shindig as well.

Julia, my wife, is a bit shorter than I am at 5 foot 5 inches. She’s in shape, with all the right curves. I can build a log cabin just having her walk by naked, which she tends to do in the morning after her showers. Even know, after having been together for a few years, I felt like our sex life was still hot and heavy. Her breasts were quite the handful, and her ass was squally so. She had everything that I’d ever wanted in a woman, and then some. I just adored having at her as much as possible. Like I said, though, things lately have gotten a little busy, and I haven’t been able to have my way. That was going to change.

Along with us, I’d invited my best friend. He and I had talked about visiting Vegas sometime, and this seemed as good a time as any. He’d stayed single these years, and I guess I could see why. He kept his body cut, much like he was in high school. He was quite the lady’s man, and I don’t think he was ready to settle down with any one gal just yet. He had a soft orange tint to his tanned body, black hair, and a set of blue eyes. Hell, if I didn’t know better, I’d think he invaded my dreams from time to time.

He had brought along one of his latest girlfriends. He’d been through so many of them, their names seemed interchangeable now. I’d stopped trying to remember them all, but since she would be spending this time with us, I figured it would be a good idea. Rachel, was her name, a nice blonde. She had the figure of a model, and seemed to carry herself like that as well. Her hips swayed when she walked, almost inviting glances from the guys. A nice plump rear and a rack that would make any guy drool; not that I was looking or anything.

We ended up in a pretty nice hotel, each getting a room with a single bed. They were joined by a door, which was cool. We could leave it open during the day to go back and forth, and then shut it at night to have a little bit of privacy. We quickly learned after the first night that what privacy it did offer didn’t stifle all of the noises from either room. I could hear Rachel begging Grant, my friend, for more, then go silent for a while (I figured they were changing position) and then start up again. This only served to drive Julia wild, and we ended up having a night of our own after that.

On the third day, Grant decided to take Rachel out, so Julia and I went our separate way. We ended up in a casino playing some slots, which I knew was a bad idea. As it grew a bit later, Julia told me she was developing a headache and was heading back to the room. Captivated by the slots, the trap that they are. She had a key to the room, so I paid little mind to the occurrence, since I figured she was going to go lay down for a while to try and clear her head before it got bad.

I stayed there a few more hours, walking way quite a penny shorter than when I had walked in, and feeling a little defeated. I wanted to get into bed with Julia and win at something I knew I was good at. I made my way through the lobby of the hotel and to the elevators. It only took a few minutes from there to make it up, and I walked down the hallway to the rooms. As I approached, I could hear the muffled noises of sex, and figured Grant and Rachel had made it back as well and were having a good time. I only hoped they hadn’t kept Julia up, or I would be out of luck.

I slid the key into the lock, and then used my shoulder to press the door open. Immediately, the sounds were amplified. I raised an eyebrow as the door closed behind me, then reached for the light switch on the wall, flicking it on. The bed was empty, save for a few tossed around sheets. I walked across the room towards the bathroom, thinking Julia might have stepped inside. The door was open and the room was empty. As I turned around, I noticed the door between the rooms was cracked slightly. I approached it, curiosity having killed the cat.

I saw a bronze ass rising and lowering, knowing exactly what was going on. I had already come to the conclusion that there was fucking going on. My eyes traced the rounded cheeks, over the hanging sack and towards the pristine rod that was currently pushing and pulling into a tight twat. What a delicious looking site to behold, if I do say so myself. I stood there for a minute or so before a realization settled over me. I could feel the hairs on the back of my neck stand on end. The pussy that Grant was pushing into seemed all too familiar, and with that, I threw the door open and stepped into the room.

“What the fuck?”

Even with my presence, the movements didn’t stop. I now stood, my eyes bearing witness to the travesty that played out before me. There was my wife, legs spread wide, being dominated by my best friend. Her arms were wrapped around his side, her fingers digging softly into his skin. I could see the beads of sweat rolling down his skin, a sign that they’d been at it for a while. I stood, frozen, just watching as he continued to drive his thickened cock into my wife, no fight what-so-ever coming from her. There was a part of me that felt betrayed. Ruined. Broken.

There was another part that felt turned on just watching this. Grant’s cock was longer than mine by a few inches. It looked, though, that mine had him in girth, something I was thankful for. His knees were on the bed, and he was using his position to pin my wife to the bed and force feed his healthy cock into her. Her head was back, her eyes were closed, and she was moaning and begging for more. I don’t even think she heard me when I spoke. Hell, I don’t even know if I said it out loud or not. None of that mattered now; I was witness to a live action porn flick playing out right before me. Only a few minutes after I’d entered did Grant look over his shoulder.

“Hey buddy. Enjoying the show?”

My mind was racing. How the hell could he be so nonchalant about it? He was fucking my wife like there was no tomorrow, and he didn’t even seem torn up about it. I watched as his eyes dropped slowly, and then came back to mind, and he smiled. My own eyes went down to where he’d been looking, and I saw the raging hard on that was tenting my own pants. My eyes slowly came back up to look at him, and I caught a glimpse of his pearly whites. He definitely was enjoying this. His hips still hadn’t stopped moving, and his cock glistened with the juices my wife was coating him with.

“Guess that means yes, huh?” He said, turning to look back to my wife. I watched as her head came down and her eyes opened. I watched her eyes open and widen, obvious surprise showing across her face. Still, she didn’t fight her invader. Instead, as he craned his neck down, she allowed his tongue to further violate her body, and I could almost see her sucking on its length. I could almost audibly hear the click that sounded in the back of my head as I still stood there, unable to tear my gaze away. I don’t think I’d even blinked yet.

“What will Rachel think?” It was all I could muster. Even in the midst of such a sight, all I could think about was Grant being found out by his own girlfriend. I’d already stumbled across the sight, that damage had been done. What if Grant’s girlfriend knew what he was doing? Perhaps that was the ‘good friend’ part of me that still cared about him, or perhaps I was thinking something else. Maybe I wanted him to get caught, so that someone else might feel the same way I did. I’d been all caught up in everything, I didn’t even see that the bathroom door had opened since I’d been there.

“Whose idea do you think this was?” There was a hand and I felt myself jump. There was more to it, though. A shutter had run through my body. Not only was there a touch, a hand had wrapped completely around my cock, even around the pants I was wearing. I looked down to see the soft skin, then followed the arm to wear I saw Rachel looking right at me. She was just as naked as they were, and she had a smile on that almost melted me. I could see something in her eyes, like she was happy I was here, or she had planned this whole thing. Maybe both.

She leaned in slowly and I felt her tongue lash out to dance against my earlobe. That sent another shiver through my spine. It was something that I adored, and I had told Julia that time and time again. I wondered if she had shared that with Rachel. I was putty in her hand, or wood, if you looked at it the right way. Either way, I felt her breath against my ear, and then she whispered, “You feel much thicker than Grant. I can’t wait to have you in me.” It was as if the rest of the room had never even existed. There I was, with Rachel, and no one else existed.

I was lead closer to the bed by my cock, and I followed willingly. Her beautiful naked body seemed to set my mind at ease. As we neared a chair, she turned my back to it, shucked my pants and boxers, and then slowly sat me down. My rigid cock bulged as I sat there, pointing right at the ceiling. Now, I felt her hand, bare flesh to bare flesh, against my heated dick. She stroked it up and down, her eyes watching me intently. It was almost as if things were happening in slowly motion. Then, her head started moving downward.

It was like the first time a mouth had been on my cock again. Or, perhaps, I was just remembering it so vividly. I felt the warm wetness as she engulfed the head of my dick, then the subtly applied pressure. The head that washed over the bulbous top was such a pleasant feeling. My head rolled back slowly and my eyes closed. I had a hand on each arm of the chair, and my thumbs were slowly digging into the material. I felt like a kid trying to hold back his first cum. All this time, I was listening to the sounds of bed creaking and moaning from the woman of my dreams.

She began to devour more of my thick cock, her mouth sliding further along the rod. I forced myself to lift my head and open my eyes, watching as I disappearing into her mouth. I could feel my knees starting to lock slowly, and my groin burnt with a passion that I knew all too well. If I wasn’t careful, I’d be feeding her a healthy helping of cum before she even knew what was coming. Slowly, my eyes drifted upward and I noticed that the birds on the bed had changed position. Now, my wife was on all fours with Grant at her rear. She was looking right at me, watching as I, too, sunk to her level. Oh well, the more the merrier, I guess.

My wife’s tits were swaying back and forth under the pounding that she was getting. I watched as they swung, and I licked my lips. My head rolled back down to where Rachel had just about stuffed the entire length of my cock into her mouth. I moved one hand from the arm of the chair to the back of her head, softly urging her to take the rest. She didn’t have much trouble with allowing the rest of my hard cock entrance into her mouth, and then she just held her position. I felt her tongue trying to move around, pressing against the length. It drove me wild, and I had to urge her off of my cock to save myself from blowing a load down her throat.

She came back up, and then turned her attention to me. I couldn’t help but smile down to her before reaching out with both hands to grab her tits. One in each grasp, I began to fondle the luscious lobes. They were soft and warm, just the way I liked them. After a few moments, I had her nipples between my fingers and I was rolling them softly. She seemed to like that, something my wife absolutely hated. She began to moan gently, her hands going to my knees and starting to rub my legs.

She moved back down, engulfing my cock with ease and bobbing up and down. I could feel the head of my rigid member brushing against her cheeks. Once again, the sensation began to build up slowly in my groin. I set one hand on the back of her head, and then the other on her shoulder. My slow urgings along with her expert attention left her sliding back and forth on the length of my dick until it began to jerk. I could feel my sac contract a few times, each one spitting forth another jet of hot cum into her mouth. I could feel her swallowing each helping of cum until every last drop had disappeared down her throat. Then, she slid off and looked to me slyly.

My eyes drifted upward where I caught sight of my wife still on all fours taking my friends cock into her sweet cunt. I became enamored with the sight again, loosing track of Rachel, whom had pulled away from me and was crawling towards the bed. She came back into view as she crawled onto the bed and began to drive her tongue into my wife’s mouth. The moans coming from my wife were muffled by the battling tongues between the two of them. I took a deep breath, part of me trying to figure out what the hell was happening in this room, the other part kick starting my cock all over again.

It was a few moments later that I watched Grant’s head roll back. I knew what was happening, and somehow, I didn’t let it affect me. Instead, I watched as all of the commotion slowed down, and then he pulled free from her. What caught me, however, was the lack of glossy texture that I had expected to see on his cock. Instead, his cock just bobbed there, slightly wet from my wife’s twat, but I could tell there was no condom on. The realization sunk in quickly. My wife and I were trying to have a baby, so she’d stopped taking the pill. He wasn’t wearing a condom, and he’s just cum inside of my wife. There was a knot in the pit of my stomach.

All of the bodies seemed to pull apart, my wife lying down on her back with her legs apart, Grant heading off to the bathroom. Rachel seemed to be the only one still moving, sliding between my wife’s open legs and sliding her tongue along its slit. I bore witness to Julia’s first lesbian experience (or so I assumed), as she had just been seeded by my best friend. Rachel’s tongue twisted, turned, and tickled at my wife’s pussy lips. She began to moan softly again, something that I had made her do time and time again. She was still enjoying herself, and I could only guess that Rachel was getting a small taste of what her boyfriend had just left behind.

Then, Rachel looked at me. It was as if she could read my mind by looking at my face. Her hips twisted to the side, and her hips began to wag back and forth. I knew what she was insinuating, and I couldn’t help but smile. I pushed myself out of the chair that I was in and walked over to the bed behind her. Rachel had a set of the most magnificent ass cheeks that I’d ever seen. They were like a set of twin trophies that I just wanted to hold all day. I set my hands on her ass, rubbing up and down. They were warm to the touch, and so very alluring. I bent over slowly, spreading them apart and ran my tongue between them, brushing against her asshole. It must have been something she enjoyed, because I heard a soft squeal, and she jumped.

Holding them apart, I focused on the tight pucker, letting my tongue slide around a few times, and then prod the muscle a few times. Whatever she was doing to my wife I was returning on her asshole. I spent the better part of a few minutes letting my tongue slide slowly deeper into her tight ass before then moving further down and licking at her sweet pussy lips. They were already soaked and the smell of her aroma drove me wild. My tongue mingled with the soft lips, sliding between them, and then brushed against her clit. I felt her legs close for a moment, then open again. I used that opportunity to suck her clit softly, which seemed to draw from her another squeal.

Standing up again, I gave her ass a swift slap, and then pressed my groin against hers. My stiff cock jutted upward when pressed against her, and nestled between her ass cheeks. I looked down and watched the head slid up and down a bit, almost as if begging me to enter her. Finally, leaning back a bit, I pressed it down with a thumb and let the tip slide between her pussy lips. One of the girls moaned and I honestly couldn’t tell which one. Instead, I took hold of Rachel’s hips and drove my cock home, all the way to the base. I held it there for a good moment, rolling my eyes over her body and that of my prone wife.

Finally, Julia and I made eye contact. I wasn’t completely sure what I could see behind her eyes, but it was something that I missed. Holding Rachel’s hips and looking into Julia’s eyes, I began to move my hips back. I could hear the muffled moans of Rachel being drowned out by Julia’s pussy as she continued to eat out my wife. My temp began to pick up, sliding inward all the way again, and then starting to pull free. My eyes remained locked onto my wife; even as I began to really start to drill Rachel. I could feel each of my thrusts banging into Rachel, forcing her to move forward. Still, I didn’t look away. My balls began to swing back and forth, slapping her pussy with every thrust.

It wasn’t until Rachel moved back and got onto her knees that my concentration broke and I stopped thrusting. She pushed me back a way, so that I slid free from her pussy, and then motioned for me to lie down. Once I was on my back, she was quick to straddle me and sink my cock back into her pussy. It fit like a glove as I sunk into her again. Now I was lying next to my wife, and I couldn’t see her. I, instead, looked at Rachel as she began to move her hips back and forth, riding my stiff cock. Her tits were swaying back and forth, entrancing me even more.

I felt the bed dip and glanced down to our feet. Grant was back and was now standing on the bed. He had his legs straddling mine, and was crouching down. I could see him working towards something which made Rachel stop moving. I watched her wince, and I knew what was happening. Grant had stuffed his cock into her tight asshole, and I could feel the displacement of his cock adding pressure to my own. It felt wonderful. Then, he started to slide back and forth and I could feel his movements through her pussy. It was stimulating my cock, even more so when I started to use my legs and hips to slide my cock back and forth inside of her.

If she had been moaning before, she was doing it even more now. Her eyes closed and her head hung as we continued to both drill her holes. My cock slid in and out of her tight, wet cunt, working its depths and pressing against her walls. His cock was sliding back and forth inside of her ass, stretching out her muscle as he continued. The fact that my wife was even in the room totally left my mind as we were both fucking this hot girl. I felt for a while like I was back in college with my friend. Living vicariously through sex.

I could feel when Grant pulled his cock out of Rachel’s ass, and I wondered if he’d finished. My answer came moments later when I felt his dick press against mine. I’d never done anything with another man, and the thought of touching cocks had always been foreign to me. When I felt the head of his dick press against my shaft, it felt hot. It sent a shiver through my body. I stopped my movements and felt him drag the head across my thickened rod. Finally, the goal of his movements made itself known as he began to force his way into her pussy, right alongside my own cock. Rachel lay down fully on top of me and bit the pillow at my side. It must have been something a bit painful as he fed more and more of his cock into her.

His dick made the entire cavern of her cunt even hotter. I felt the heat from her walls, and her juices, and the heat from his cock all at once. The fact that there were now two dicks occupying one pussy seemed to turn me on even more as well. He moved, and his cock ground against mine. Each movement he made slid his dick around, and I could feel curves of his dick. I closed my eyes and began to thrust slowly again, forcing my own cock to move in and out. Rachel, still biting the pillow, nearly screamed into it.

Grant and I seemed to fall into a sort of unison. When he moved inward, I was moving out, and then we’d change directions together. I could only imagine what it felt like for Rachel, because my second climax of the night was already starting to encroach in my sac. I swatted her ass again as we continued, and I could hear Grant do the same from time to time. Her moaning was right beside my ear, and she’d let go of the pillow. Wherever Julia had gotten off to, I couldn’t even fathom a guess. I was far too engrossed with what was happening to even think about her at the moment.

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, I was overwhelmed with everything. My cock began to jerk again, spurting jets of hot cum deep inside of her. As if activated by my cum, I could feel Grant’s cock began to jerk and fire off his own cum. All of the seed mixed inside of her, and I could feel my dick being coated with it all. We stayed in our positions for a few more minutes before pulling free. First, Grant slid out, and then Rachel pulled upwards and rolled off to the side and lay down beside me. I left my eyes closed after being racked with such an overwhelming orgasm.

I felt a mouth on my cock again. Julia must have felt left out after all of that, and wanted to try and work me up again. I shrugged and let her clean me off. It was only a few moments later that I opened my eyes to find Grant now bending over and sucking on my dick. My eyes went wide, but I didn’t move. Instead, I just watched as my friend sucked on my dick. It was something completely new to me, and I didn’t even know he swung that way. It was like a whole new door had been opened, and I didn’t want to slam it shut without surveying the area first.

At first, it was the sounds of the TV that caught my attention, but then there was something else hidden by it. Grant slowly pulled away from me with a bit of a grin on his face, and I rolled off of the bed and approached the door back to my original room. Once at the threshold I became aware of where my wife had gone. She was, once again, on her back with a male between her legs. It was one of the staff of the hotel, and the cart off to the side told me he’d delivered room service. Now, he was delivering more service than he’d expected to. This night was getting more and more interesting …