Let's skip the drinks...(Part 1)

“Are you ready? He’s coming.”

“How long?”

I glanced down at my phone, checked his message. “Five minutes. Maybe less. He sent the message a few minutes ago.”

My wife nodded and smiled, sat down on the end of the bed. She was wearing a white hotel robe, the hotel crest embroidered on the chest, the belt looped tight around her waist. Underneath, I knew she was wearing new lingerie. Honey Birdette. Something electric orange and pink, almost translucent it was so see-through. My mind jumped ahead, to her taking off the robe when he arrived. I felt my heart pounding in my chest.

“Are you okay?” I asked her. “You still want to do this?”

She nodded and smiled. I knew her heart would be jumping like mine, but I could see from her smile that she was excited as well as nervous. I knew her faces.

“Do you want another drink?” I asked, moving to the mini-bar area.

“No, I think I’ve had enough already. I want to be tipsy drunk, not head-in-the-toilet drunk.”

I laughed. I’d seen head-in-the-toilet drunk many times. It wasn’t a sexy look.

I turned to face her, sitting on the edge of the mini-bar counter, and looked over at her again. She was more relaxed than I thought she would be. Maybe I’m the more nervous one, I thought to myself. There was a beat of silence, as we both sat with our thoughts, and then a knock at the door.

My heart jumped again.

I stood, went to her, leant down and kissed her deeply, our tongues dancing together. “You sure you’re ready. Let me know at any time if you want to stop.”

She nodded. “You let me know if you want it to stop too,” she said.

I nodded, kissed her again, stood. “Okay, let’s do this.”

We’d been chatting to Mike for a few weeks, exchanging photos, flirting. We’d met once quickly for coffee and got along well. When we’d decided to meet him for sex, we opted to skip the pre-drink ritual and asked for him to meet us at our hotel room. And now he was here, on the other side of the door.

I opened the door. He was looking freshly showered and shaved, in jeans and a buttoned-up shirt. He was slightly shorter than me, and a slimmer build, but good looking.

“Come in,” I said stepping aside and holding the door open. I closed the door behind him, and we moved together into the bedroom area of the hotel room.

And there was my wife, standing, facing us, the robe folded on the couch by the window, in lingerie that left very little to the imagination.

“Holy shit,” I said to the room.

“You look…incredible.” Mike said, his eyes running over her body.

“You both should come over here,” she said.

Mike and I looked at each other and smiled. We didn’t need a second invitation. We were with her in seconds, four hands exploring her body, my mouth exploring hers. Her nipples we like rocks under the lace of the bra, and I saw Mike pull one cup to the side, freeing a breast, taking it in his mouth. I was wearing shorts and no underwear, my erection pressed into her side. I moved behind her, unclasped her bra and she shrugged out of it, tossed it on the floor. I moved my hand down her back and ran my fingers between her legs, between her arse cheeks, finding her pussy. I moved the material of her panties to the slide and ran my finger between her lips. Wet, wet, wet, I thought. My God, she’s so wet. She was obviously enjoying the attention.

I knelt behind her and peeled her panties down. She spread her legs a little, letting them fall and stepped out of them. I saw Mike get to his knees in front of her. We’d discussed this when we chatted - both of us going down on her at the same time. I spread her arse cheeks and flicked my tongue across her arse hole, and I knew Mike was doing the same to her pussy. She started to moan, heavily. I heard fingers moving in and out of her wet pussy, and I felt a hand on my head, pushing me into her arse, and I licked her deeper, my tongue inside her, as her knees buckled, and her body shook.

“Holy fuck…” she said, moaning. “Oh my god.”

I stood and moved around to face her. Mike stood as well, his smiling face wet.

“My turn,” she said, moving to her knees.

She had my shorts down in seconds and helped Mike with his belt and jeans. He was wearing no underwear either. We both peeled off our shirts as my wife took both cocks in her hand, jerking them. They were both already hard. How could they not be? This is what we’d been talking about for months, what it’d be like to enjoy a second cock. And now it was happening. Right now. She leant forward and took my cock in her mouth, jerking Mike’s at the same time.

“Oh my God, yes.” I said, my hand in her hair, guiding her. “I want to see you suck his cock.” I said, moving her head off mine. She turned and took the other cock in her mouth, sucking it deep, gagging a little, showing off. “That is the hottest thing I’ve ever seen,” I said.

She moved back to mine, then back to his, alternating, jerking them. I couldn’t remember my cock being harder in my life.

“I want them both in my mouth,” she said. This was something we’d roleplayed hundreds of times. Just not with a second real cock.

She pulled us both closer, so we were standing shoulder to shoulder, angled together, and then pressed both cock heads together and wrapped her mouth around them. The feeling was indescribable: the wetness of her mouth, the slipperiness of the second cock, the tightness of both being squished together in a hole that usually only had one cock. She came up for air, jerking both cocks together, rubbing the heads around and around each other. She wasn’t even looking at us anymore. It was like we’d created two play toys for her. She ran her tongue across the length of both cocks, holding them together, then pressed her mouth down around the two heads again, taking our cocks as deep as she could. I put my hand on her head, holding her there for a second, not wanting the feeling to end.

I glanced at Mike, “I don’t know about you, but I almost feel about ready to cum. This is intense.”

He smiled a little, his eyes rolling back in his head slightly, “I’m glad you said it. I feel the same.”

She came up off our cocks, jerking them, looking up at us for the first time in a while. “Do you guys want to cum and then we can have a little break and go for round two?”

“I think that’s a good idea. I think I’d cum as soon as my cock goes in you,” I said. “This double blowjob has been…. insane.”

“It’s been fun for me too,” she said, giving me a wicked smile, before taking both cocks in her mouth again.

She started jerking us more, harder, trying to make us cum. She started moving between them, sucking one and then the other, sucking both, flicking her tongue across the two heads. The sensation was mind-blowing. The visual incredible. I wanted to remember what this looked like for ever, but I wasn’t sure my brain was working properly.

She was sucking my cock and jerking Mike when I heard him moan and a second later, he came. The first load splashed across the side of her face and then she aimed his cock down to her tits as he unloaded more and more. She kept sucking my cock as she jerked the cum from him. I’m never going to forget seeing that, I thought to myself.

“I’m going to cum,” I said. She pulled my cock out of her mouth only seconds before I exploded across her lips and chin. She angled my cock down as well, still jerking it, and I came across her tits. Covering them. She stroked both cocks, slowly, milking the last of the cum from them.

“That’s a lot of cum,” I said, giving one of her breasts a squeeze.

It was dripping down her face, breasts, and stomach. A big pool of it on the carpet underneath her.

“We possibly should have put a towel down first,” I said with a laugh.

She laughed as well. “Yeah, I didn’t think of that. But I also didn’t think you’d both be cumming already.”

“I’m surprised I lasted that long!” Mike said.

“Me too.” I said, “I was almost ready to blow as soon as you touched my dick.”

She stood and I looked at my cum-covered wife. Cum-covered with a big smile on her face.

“So…should we have a shower and then, maybe get ready to keep going?”

“Absolutely,” my wife said. “You know there’s still a lot more I want to try tonight.”

I leaned in and kissed her. “Don’t worry, we’ll do everything.”

(Part 2 coming soon...)