It was the 3rd evening of our holiday and Ian and I were enjoying a drink in one of the many bars in the lively resort. We had chosen a smaller less rowdy bar and were enjoying the laidback atmosphere so decided to stay here till we made our way back to our hotel.
I smiled as I felt the barman’s eyes on me yet again, feeling good in my simple summer dress that showed off my legs and just a hint of cleavage. At first I thought he probably flirted with all the women who came to the bar as he had with me but it seemed tonight I was the only one he was paying attention to. As last orders were called at only 11pm I offered to go to the bar, an ego boost from the handsome barman and his harmless flirting and a little more wine making me smile.
“Bar will be closing soon, do you fancy staying and getting to know me better”
he asked slowly sliding my drinks across the bar.
“Well that depends if my husband is invited too” I laughed and gave him a wink.
“are you serious?” he asked,
confusion spreading across his face
“why not, you might enjoy it” I teased as he seemed unsure how to answer
“have a think and let me know” I told him and made my way back to my husband.
Just minutes later he stopped by our table as he collected glasses and told us to stay once he got everyone out.
” What’s that all about”? asked Ian completely unaware of the barmans’ offer, “I don’t know” I replied innocently “why don’t we stay for a drink and see”.
As the bar finally emptied and the doors were locked I went to the bathroom, on my return Ian was stood at the bar with the barman (whose name I still didn’t know, and I realised I didn’t care either)but in my head I thought of as Carl for no other reason than he looked like a Carl} drinks in hand in an awkward silence.
Both of them looked rather relieved to see me approaching, to break the ice even more I walked straight past Ian and kissed Carl. Although I could sense he was slightly taken aback at this he soon very quickly became enthusiastic when he realized Ian wasn’t angry at this at all. If only he knew as I pressed against him and felt his cock stiffen that my husband was no doubt matching him in the hard on department.
I broke away from the kiss and watched as he nervously glanced in my husbands direction, double checking he really was allowing this to happen. The lust in his eyes and the obvious bulge in his shorts was reassurance enough.
I grabbed my drink for a bit of Dutch courage and asked “Carl” what he was expecting now that he had us alone in his bar, he seemed a bit unsure and shrugged “whatever you’d like to happen, I’m easy”
I looked to Ian to check he was up for this too and unsurprisingly he was up for anything and everything.
I took the few steps back to Carl and kissed him again, and slowly eased his shorts down and took his cock firmly in my hand. At about 8 inches it was enough to make me smile and I couldn’t wait to feel him inside me but I watned to make this evening enjoyable for all involved so instead I dropped to my knees and took him into my mouth.
After just a minute or two I could feel him thrusting his hips trying to force me to take his whole length to the back of my throat, I decided now would be the time to bring Ian into the fun. I took him back in my hand and carried on wanking his cock so I could speak to my husband without breaking the stride we had got into, Ian was stood at the bar, watching my every move with his own hand on his cock shorts lowered slightly matching the rhythm of my own hand on another mans
“Join me” I told him and moved slightly to my left, creating a space on the floor next to me, letting him know exactly what it was I wanted him for. Although we had never done this before it was something we roleplayed often enough and I knew this would drive him wild.
He came to kneel beside me and Carl’s cock twitched massively in my hand, betraying the look of indifference he was trying (and failing) to portray. I let go of carls cock and began slowly kissing the shaft hoping Ian would join in, but he seemed a little reticent.
“You want the man to fuck your wife, the least you could do is show your appreciation” I teased.
I leaned over Carls cock and kissed my husband letting him taste the other man on my lips. As I pulled away from the kiss I pulled the cock towards his mouth and that was all the encouragement he needed. Ian very quickly took the cock to the back of his throat enjoying it as much as Carl.
I stood to kiss the barman once again and placed his hands on the back of Ian head so he could control exactly how much cock and how fast he would take it. He understood what I was saying and began to fuck Ians face hard until he suddenly pulled back afraid he was going to cum.
I moved to a nearby table and laid down on close to where the two men still were, Ian on his knees and the barman leaning against the bar breathing hard. I spread my legs wide looked at my husband and told him to get me warmed up.
He moved on his knees, cock still out and as hard as I had ever seen it. He put his mouth to my already dripping pussy and got to work teasing my clit. I adore when he does this working slowly, it’s agonizingly good and I know it wont take long for me cum.
I beckon over Carl and have him come put his cock in mouth so I can once again taste his delicious cock and my husband can watch me being a slut, knowing he is making me wet only for another to man to fuck me.
The cock in my mouth and the mouth on my pussy soon have the desired effect and Im cumming harder than I have in years.
“fuck me. Please give me cock” I am practically screaming.
Ian stood up from my thighs and was about to sink deep into me when I stopped him, “no I want his cock first” I told him, so the men swapped places.
Carl was inside me thrusting deep and hard from the start while Ian came and kissed me before putting his cock in my mouth enjoying knowing his wife is being spit roasted and loving every second of it.
After a few minutes of two cocks filling me I was cumming hard again, I didn’t think it was possible to be fucked this good. My moans of pleasure seemed to tip Carl over the edge and before I could stop him he came inside me, seemingly gallons of the stuff pumping into me. This in turn spurred on my husband and I could tell as he speeded up his thrusts to my face he was close to the edge to so I turned my head away from his cock and told him I wanted him inside now.
Eagerly he made his was to my pussy and slowly sank his cock inside,
“can you feel his cum baby, all inside me now all over your cock too”.
This was all it took to tip him over the edge adding to the already copious amount of semen inside me. I didn’t mind though, I knew he could never fuck me the way Carl just had so hadn’t expected him to last more than 30 seconds anyway.
I laid across the table for a minute catching my breath before standing and joining the men at the bar where they were sorting out there own clothing, I took Ians hand and we walked to the door of the bar me whispering
"I hope your ready to eat the mess you two made when we get back".
"Fuck yes" was all the reply I needed to know our own party wasn’t over yet.
“come back anytime” shouted Carl as we exited the bar and I decided there and then that we would definitely be returning before our holiday was over.
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