The Throuple that was…

The air was loaded with apprehension as Marc and Michelle walked into the hotel bar area. Michelle looked even more stunning in person than she did on her pictures. Her foldover dress opening widely with every stride, showing her toned and sexy legs.

Michelle looked nervous and I soon found out that I was her first potential non-white playmate. Michelle sat inbetween Marc and I, in the booth and the conversation flowed while sipping on a glass of red. A bit comfier, we discussed past exploits and thrills. The past stories seemed to get Michelle horny, as I felt a hand on my thigh, which I reciprocated by placing my hand on her exposed thigh under the table, only to find Marc was already there. I soon realized that Michelle did not wear any panties and was greeting by a smooth, moist pussy. She moved her hands up my thigh to find a raging hardon. The tense air was broken by her joke when she said, “Marc wasn’t joking when he said you would dispel the myth that men of Indian descent were not well endowed”.

I suggested we head up to the suite and Marc told us to head along and he would join later (we had already planned that he would pick up the second key from reception). Taking Michelle by the hand, I escorted her to the elevator, and I placed my hand on her perky ass, going up 10 floors. With the door shut, Michelle wanted to freshen up and I offered to pour us some wine. I almost dropped the glass in amazement when she came out the bathroom completely naked with heels. She stood in front of me asking what I was waiting for. I placed the glasses down and lightly stroked her long hair and worked my finger tips down her back and around to her breasts. Her nipples were hard and prodruding. I kissed her lightly on the lips and was pleasantly surprised when she moved in and exchanged passionate kisses. I later learnt that the scent of my perfume was an instant turn on for her.

Laying her down on the bed, I teased her body with my fingers, making her get goosebumps from the excitement. Hovering over her waxed mound, I lightly blew over her clit, which made her shudder. Engrossed in the moment, I didn’t notice Marc come into the suite and he was sitting on the couch, watching the show, stroking his cock.

I stood up and stripped off, and my erect dick whipping out my boxers as I released it. I moved in, circling my tongue around Michelle’s clit, tasting her wetness. The first lap of her clit had her jumping, and I held her hands to her side. As I worked my educated tongue, it did not take her long before she was coming and writhed around in pleasure, begging for me to stop, as her clit was too sensitive. I raised her up into a seated position and offered her some wine. My cock still at full mast. Marc had pulled out the camera and caught the orgasm in full flight. He seemed very chuffed with himself.

Michelle walked over to Marc and kissed him, while I sat on the edge of the bed, watching the happy couple. Michelle placed down her glass and walked over to me, and dropped to her knees. She ran her tongue from the base of my dick to the tip of my dick and slowly swallowed the tip and worked her was down. She tried her best to take it all the way, but she was no “Hawk Thua” girl and could not take it all the way down. She sat on my lap and guided my dick to her pussy. I looked over at Marc, and he knodded in consent (my test results gave him comfort). Michelle lowered herself on my dick and slowly started rocking herself on my dick, giving Marc a birds eye view of my dark cock disappearing into his wife’s pretty pink pussy. Being a pilates fan, I could feel her clenching hard on my dick. I matched the clenching with tight squeezes of her perky ass cheeks.

I felt something cool running down my balls, only to realise that Marc had poured some lube on her anus and felt his fingers in her. Michelle lay down on me and I knew what time it was. Marc slowly inserted his dick in her ass and I felt her nails dig into my back. Michelle was in heaven as Marc and I alternated our thrusts. Marc couldn’t take it much longer and I felt his dick pulse as he flooded her ass with his cum.

Michelle was shaking from the pleasure and lay on me, with me still in her. I rolled her over and slowly stroked in and out of her, and she then said it was my turn to cum and got on all fours. I needed no invite and pushed deep in, holding onto to her hips and pounding. Marc appeared and slid underneath her, licking her clit while I pounded away, which drove her crazy. I could hold on no longer and exploded for what felt like forever. As my dick softened, I withdrew, but Marc stayed in position and he hungrily lapped up my cum as it came dripping out her pussy.

The rest of the night was a blur of fucking and intense orgasms. Luckily it was a king size bed, cos Marc and Michelle passed out in the room with me, and I was pleasantly woken up to Michelle’s warm mouth on my dick. She lay on her side and wanted me to face fuck her, cos her pussy was tender from all the fucking. After I gave her a good dollop of cum she woke Marc and they freshened up and headed out.

It was the start of an amazing throuple, which unfortunately ended with me moving away, a year later. The memories and flashbacks linger on.