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Authors: Lexi Archer
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I glanced over to John and noticed I wasn't the only one who was getting excited by the sight of my bride being plowed by Dan. No, his cock was standing proud and erect just a few minutes after he'd blown his load in her mouth. He was staring at her hungrily, and it was obvious that he was getting ready for round two. I wondered if he was going to try and have her blow him again, or if he was going to maybe go for sloppy seconds after his buddy was finished.
Nothing could have prepared me for what actually happened!
Dan was still plowing in and out of my new wife, fucking her pussy for the first time as a married woman, but John reached out and tapped him on the shoulder. They stared at one another for a moment, some unspoken agreement passing between the two of them that I had no doubt was something that had been arranged well beforehand or that they'd done before from the way they were acting. Dan nodded and then he was moving to the side.
There wasn't much room on the bench, but there was enough for the three of them to just fit. And so I watched in fascination as Dan rolled over to the side, still sliding his cock in and out of my wife's pussy but doing it more slowly now that he was at a somewhat odd angle.
And as he did so John slid in behind my wife. She turned and looked at him, her eyes lidded with lust, but she made no move to stop him as he positioned himself behind her. I saw him start to move his hand down, grasping his cock, and then her eyes went wide but she had a smile on her face.
I blinked. Was he doing what I thought he was doing? Was he seriously trying to slide his cock up inside her ass? Sure we'd done that a couple of times ourselves, who hadn't tried that if they'd been in a relationship long enough, but it was something that was definitely more of a special occasion deal rather than something that happened regularly. And so I was surprised she was allowing him to do it at all.
Hell, I was surprised he was able to get up inside her so easily. I squinted and then saw something next to where he'd been sitting. Something that made me think this had definitely been planned in advance. Lube. He must have been working on that while I was so busy transfixed by him and his friend. And that at least managed to explain how he was able to slide up inside her so easily!
The three of them paused for a moment to get used to the sensation of two cocks being buried in my wife at the same time. Meanwhile I was positively dizzy with lust as my hand danced up and down on my cock, never quite bringing myself to the completion that I so desperately desired.
No, I needed to get off, but at the same time I didn't want to. I wanted to enjoy every moment of watching these two studs with my wife. I wanted to get off with her when this was all done. And so as incredibly frustrating, as incredibly hard as it was, I managed to continue stroking my cock without ever quite going over the edge that they seemed to be very quickly approaching on the boat.
The three of them were moving more slowly now than they had been when it was just the one guy fucking her, but they seemed to be rapidly approaching a cliff. I could hear Lindsay moaning over and over every time they bottomed out inside her. I heard the two of them grunting as they continued fucking her relentlessly from both sides. As they truly took her in every way possible on her first night as a married woman.
And then it happened. It was quiet, quieter than the loud moaning a moment ago, but it was still so sexy for being so quiet. With a final gasp I saw the two of them bury themselves inside her, and her eyes squeezed shut as her body started shuddering sandwiched between them. Damn it.
I was familiar with every kind of orgasm Lindsay was capable of. We'd explored each other so completely and thoroughly over the time that we'd been together that I knew her body perfectly. And this was the kind of orgasm that only happened when she was really fucking turned on. When she was in sexual overdrive. I watched in fascination as her mouth opened in a silent scream, as her body vibrated with their cocks inside her.
There were two cocks thrusting inside my wife, filling her with their loads. Spurting inside her over and over again and filling her completely as they penetrated her from both ends. I very nearly went over the edge myself at that thought, and I had to quickly clamp my finger down on the base of my cock to keep from going over the edge that they were throwing themselves over as I stared.
With a final gasp they were finished. They collapsed next to one another and started kissing her. Only it seemed like the main event was over. It was finished. They'd had their fun, and now they were coming down from the incredible high of three people coming together and fucking like that.
Hell, I was coming down from the incredible high of watching Lindsay acting like a complete slut like that! I couldn't believe it had happened, and yet it was so fucking hot now that I'd gotten a chance to see it in action!
They continued on like that for maybe five or ten minutes, and then Lindsay stood and moved over to her clothes.
"Where are you going?" Dan asked.
"I have to get back to my husband," she said. "He might start suspecting that I'm up to no good if I'm gone for too much longer!"
My cock twitched as she pulled that innocent act with these two guys. If only they knew that I was sitting right here watching them, but I wasn't about to reveal that.
John picked up where Dan left off. "Are you sure you don't want to stay with us for a little while? We could have a lot more fun tonight."
She looked at him and blew him a kiss. "That was fun, but it was just a one-time thing. I've already been bad enough for one night!"
The two of them took a step towards her and I held my breath, wondering if this was going to go to a dark place that we hadn't intended. Wondering if they were going to go ahead and take what it was they wanted even though she'd made it clear that the fun was over. And I was ready to jump in if that was necessary. There might be two of them and one of me, but I'd make them regret trying to do anything Lindsay didn't want to.
Though Lindsay didn't seemed worried. No, not at all. She just smiled at them as she pulled her clothes on and then she was stepping towards the edge of the boat and onto the deck. And never once did they make a move towards her. No, they just stared at her longingly as she made her way up onto the pier. Then she turned and blew one last kiss to them.
"Thanks for the fun night boys. I have a feeling it's one I'm never going to forget!"
With that she walked off and disappeared into the night. Which left me in something of a difficult situation. She could disappear into the night with no problem, but I was stuck here on this boat with those two guys leaning back and basking in the afterglow of what they'd just done.
And so I was forced to wait for another ten minutes in silence, with none of the fun that had made waiting worthwhile before. With no show in front of me I started to feel discomfort in my knees where they were pressing against the boat. I started to feel cramps in my legs and in my side from maintaining the same position for so long, and yet I didn't dare move in the darkness for fear of revealing myself.
Finally John disappeared back below decks and Dan seemed to doze off. So I took the opportunity to slip away myself, careful not to make any noise despite the fact that it seemed like there was no one there to see me.
I stepped into the darkness and was surprised to see Lindsay looking around with concern just out of sight of their boat. She was under the broken light pole I'd hidden at earlier. When she saw me her face lit up and then she wagged her finger.
"You were naughty getting a little closer than you should!"
I swept her into my arms and pulled her into a kiss. One hell of a deep kiss that tasted different than usual. With a start I realized it was because she had the taste of another man's come in her mouth. And somehow knowing that I was tasting just how naughty she'd been was driving me insane. It made me want to have her. No, I needed to have her.
Right now.
Lindsay squealed in surprise as I wheeled her around and pressed her against the light pole. Her hands moved up to provide some balance as I reached down and started pulling up on her dress. My cock was still so fucking hard, painfully so, and I fished it out in a moment squeezing my legs to keep my shorts in place with my cock out. I had a fleeting thought hoping that the darkness from this busted light pole would still be enough to hide the two of us from prying eyes.
And at the same time I didn't care if somebody saw us. My need for my wife was too incredible. Too strong. I had to have her, and I had to have her now!
I pulled her dress up revealing her ass and her thong. Her ass that had just been fucked, that still had another man's seed trickling out of it. And I pulled her thong aside revealing her freshly fucked pussy that was also leaking. I didn't care.
In one thrust I buried myself inside her and I felt my wife grunt under me as my cock filled her pussy. It was so slick and wet from a mixture of her juices and another man coming inside her, but I didn't care. If anything that just sent me into a frenzy.
One, two, and then I was buried inside her and I was adding my own seed to that mix. I was twitching and I felt hotter than I'd ever been in my life as I unloaded myself inside my wife for the first time since she'd become my wife. Sure I was a little late to the finish line getting there after two other complete strangers, but that made it so much hotter.
I was surprised to realize that she was coming as well. I'd only thrust a couple of times, it couldn't possibly have been that much stimulation for her, and yet at the same time she was whimpering and it sounded like she was trying desperately to stay quiet as her pussy clamped down around me and she was shuddering and vibrating just as intensely as she had when those two guys were coming inside her.
I thought that seeing those two guys blowing their loads inside her was intense, but it was absolutely nothing compared to the intensity of blowing my own load inside her after watching her performance. Of knowing that I was mixing my own seed with another man's who'd just fucked her. Knowing that I was getting sloppy seconds on my own wife, on my own fucking wedding night!
I very nearly did pass out as I thought of that, and then we were both out of the spell. We both came down from that incredible high. Lindsay pulled off of my cock. Turned around and kissed me.
"So what do you think of that fantasy now that it's been fulfilled baby?" she asked.
"I think we've just opened one hell of a Pandora's box," I said.
Her face fell and I could tell she was worried I was having second thoughts, but that was hardly the case. "And I fucking loved it!"
Her face lit up as I put my arm around her. As we made our way off of the docks and back towards the resort. This had been one fucking intense night of fucking, but we still had our entire honeymoon to look forward to.
Nothing quite as intense as that first night happened through the rest of our vacation. It was almost as though there was an unspoken agreement that we'd walked on in the wild side, but we were just going to enjoy each other, enjoy being a couple, for the rest of our honeymoon.
I'd been right in my assessment of how long we needed. One week quickly turned into two weeks as we enjoyed fucking and enjoying one another's company. And why not? I could work from my laptop. My office could be wherever I wanted it to be.
But soon enough we were back on a plane bound for home, though I wasn't sure how much longer it was going to remain home after we got there. After all, my laptop was my office and what was the point of being tied down to one location when we could have fun traveling and I could still work?
As we sat in the plane there were other people who were boarding for the flight across the ocean and back home. They looked a little less excited than the people we'd seen when we initially hopped on flying out here, they looked exhausted and run down from what had probably been a wild vacation for most of them. Though their experiences couldn't possibly approach how wild vacation had been for us!
I also noticed guys checking out Lindsay. I glanced at her outfit and I realized she'd probably done this on purpose considering it was still chilly enough back home that her outfit wouldn't be comfortable. She definitely wasn't dressing for her destination like usual in that scandalous tank top that revealed even more of her cleavage than the last one. Her shorts were so impossibly short that I thought I could see her ass cheeks peeking out from under the curve of its thin material.
And as she looked at me she smiled and then looked over to a guy who was being pretty obvious about checking her out. She actually leaned up and started adjusting her tank top straps, a seemingly innocent move but it also happened to have the effect of causing her bra to pop out giving the perv walking by with his wife and screaming kids a good view of her tits that very nearly made him stumble and fall over the screaming three-year-old he was leading back to coach.
Lindsay turned back to me and winked.
"God I love you," I said.
She leaned in and kissed me. "I love you too. I've also been thinking about that offer you made back when we were leaving for vacation."
I cocked an eyebrow. "What offer was that?"
"The one where you wanted to join the mile high club? Have you forgotten about that already?"
My eyes went wide. "Fuck no I haven't forgotten about that!"
She leaned in even closer, whispering so that only I could hear.
"I guess there's just one question then," she said. "Do you want me to join the mile high club with you, or do you think it would be sexier if I found a way to get family man who just walked by to take me into the bathroom and fuck the shit out of me while his wife and kids are oblivious back there in coach?"
I groaned and my eyes very nearly rolled into the back of my head. I was so fucking hard at her words.
I'd created a monster, but I loved it. I loved her. And I wasn't sure how I wanted to answer that question.
One thing I was sure of: when I got in touch with Winston I was definitely going to ask him more about this lifestyle. It seemed like there was a whole world out there that we were just dipping our toes into, and something told me that the older gentleman who'd been checking out my wife on that fateful day in the changing room might be able to show us a few things about this lifestyle.
I couldn't wait. I looked at my wife, looked at her sexy body, and thought about how I wanted this fantasy to go. Did I want to join the mile high club or did I want to continue exploring this naughty world we'd just started to discover?
I didn't know, but I figured I had plenty of time to figure it out while we were crossing the Pacific back to a reality that was absolutely nothing like the world we left when we started on this honeymoon.
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