It had been Emily’s suggestion to have a threesome and she of course loved every second of it. But oddly, despite it being with another guy, so did I. Originally, I was only dreaming of two girls and just went along with another guy for her… But seeing the girl I love get taken by another men right in front of my eyes, was one of the most exhilarating experiences of my life. So much so, I was desperate to see it again. Don’t get me wrong, I was still very keen to have a threesome with another girl, but now it just seemed second best.
Not that we were in a rush to experiment with our relationship again. I mean, you can’t really go on the pull in a bar to find another guy to have sex your girlfriend… Though in the end, that kind of happened I guess. We were on holiday again, this time in Barcelona, about half a year after the threesome.
We had always had an active sex life, but there is something
about being on holiday that takes it to another level. Maybe the heat or the hotel rooms, but we definitely couldn’t get enough of each other on that week away.
Once we got there it was obvious Emily was feeling incredibly confident with her body. She had been going mad at the gym and wanted to show it off. Her dresses and short shorts were even smaller and her bikinis even tinier. The cheeky bottoms barely covered any of her tanned skin and the tops? None existent. Literally. I never saw her wearing one. While its not unusual to go topless on Spain’s beach’s, she took it to the next level, not bothering to cover up when ordering us cocktails from the beach hut bar thing. There was a lot of hungry eyes follow her petit body around the beach. Luckily I enjoyed showing her off as much as she enjoyed being shown off. I wasn’t a jealous guy at all and to be honest, I got a kick out of other guys (and some girls) wanting her.
A couple of nights into our holiday, we had planned for go ‘out out’. Nowhere classy, but a club with a good reputation for proper EDM. Because we expected to be out for hours we decided to go dressed up, but be practical. Emily wore an emerald green bodycon dress. It hugged her small body so tight you could see the outline of her abs and bellybutton. She rarely bothered with a bra and that night was no different, you could clearly see her breasts and nipples through the thin fabric. Then to make sure she could dance, she finished off the outfit with trainers and white sports socks that went up to the top of her calves. She looked drop dead sexy. The only annoyance was the dress kept riding up, leaving her continually tugging it down to avoid her pink thong from being exposed to the world.
We started by getting tanked up in a slightly grotty bar with a good atmosphere near the club. Anyone who’s been out in Spain will know that the cocktails are hand mixed so can be lethal. Particularly if the barmen are serving a hot, flirty brunette in a short dress like Emily. We ended up staggering out of the bar in the general direction of the club, more then a little tipsy and already honey as hell.
Fortunately some dancing did us some good and we gained enough of our senses to have a good time. During a quick fresh air break out back we stated winding each other up. Talking about all the fun we had planned for back in the hotel room. Then, and I can’t remember how or why we started on the topic, but we started discussing the threesome we’d had with Ed back in Stockholm. Emily was going into graphic detail and the more we had spoken about it, the more turned on we became. Previously Emily had found it a bit strange, that I liked watching her with Ed so much, I mean, so did I. But eventually we both got used to the idea. Then that night, as we talked it through for the 100th time, the drive to try it again became all consuming for me. Out of nowhere a thought popped into my head. Before I could stop my tipsy brain I blurted out “I dare you to go and pull a guy in the club tonight.”
“What! Are you joking?” She replied with a big smile. Despite being shocked with myself I could not get the image of her going home with another guy out my head. I was desperate for her to be taken by another man that night.
“Yeah sure, why not? I said. Go find a guy and you know…”
“Like kiss you mean?”
“Or more”
“Like sexy stuff?
“Yeah whatever you want.”
“Are you being serious?”
I can’t really remember the rest of the conversation but it didn’t take much more convincing until she agreed and we were arranging boundaries.
Back inside I said I would wait at the bar while she hit the dance floor to find someone. My heart was beating out my chest, but I calmed myself and sat on a bar stool while ordering a drink. The dance floor was a level below the bar and I had a good vantage point from where I was sitting. A few single looking guys were sitting at the bar doing the same so I didn’t stand out. By the time my was drink was served, Emily was dancing in the middle of the floor, like she didn’t have a care in the world. And it didn’t take long for her to get approached. She turned down the first couple of guys, I guess not her type or just a bit creepy. When suddenly a group of lads, maybe a little younger then us, approached her. There were five, I think, in total and I could see from my vantage point that they looked more her style. Mainly wearing T-shirt’s that enhanced their larger then average builds. They all seemed to be tall, good looking guys. She later told me that they invited her to join them. Being so friendly (and hot) she eagerly excepted their invitation.
The next 30 minutes or so flew by as I watched her take it in turns to dance with all of her new friends. But eventually I had to break off my gaze and run to the loo. When I returned she was nowhere to been seen. The guys were still on the dance floor but I could not find Emily. A few minutes later, she emerged next to me at the bar ordering herself a drink. I wrongly assumed she had given up but when I spoke to her she half ignored me and quickly instructed me to face the bar so we were side on. It suddenly dawned on me, she was being subtle just in case the guys were watching. It was still on. She squeezed my hand and talked into my ear.
“Are you still ok with this?”
“Yeah I can’t stop thinking about it, I’m so turned on.”
From the corner of my eye I could see her smile. I continued “which one are you going back with?”
“Ummm maybe… Mike but I am not sure yet, they all like me…. I think you should go back to ours and wait there for me there. I’ll call you when I’m on my way back.”
I was a bit taken back, I mean I didn’t expect to follow them and watch but I had forgotten I would have to wait alone in the hotel room while she had fun with someone else. Though I of course agreed. We told each other we loved each other and just before she left she pushed something in my hand and said “look after these for me, I won’t be needing them.”
Once she has walked off I opened my palm and saw a tiny ball of pastel pink cotton. I opened it up to find Emily’s thong. She must have taken them off just before. She knew what a turn on for me it was when she went without knickers. A few moments later I left her in the club. Left my girlfriend with no underwear, in a tiny dress, heading back to a group of horny guys.
I of course wasn’t present for the next bit, but we’ve spoken about it so many times. I have a good understanding of what happened. I’ve tried to be as accurate as possible and I am confident this is, more or less, how it happened.
Once I had left she rejoined the boys, drink in hand. She had more or less made up her mind that she wanted Mike and was confident he wanted her, but it was still early days. Plus the other guys seemed to have other plans. She continued to dance with them in turn, or in the middle of the group for the next few songs. They were starting to getting more then a little hands on with her. Arms around her waist were getting lower and lower until they were outright touching her peachy bottom. Not that Emily minded, she was loving the attention. And it wasn't long until they wanted more then just a little squeeze of the bum. One of the guys, a “hot blond” who’s name she can’t remember, moved in for a kiss. She went to swerve away, it wasn't Mike after all, but in the end she thought "what the hell" and let him lock lips with her. Within seconds thier tounges were touching as they made out. When finally he realeased her, the next guy and then the next all wanted kisses while they danced with her. But finally she landed in the big arms of Mike. She remembered admiring his black muscular body before looking deep into his brown eyes. This was the first time she had initiated a kiss that night. Slowly their lips touched, then gradually they stated to make out. Emily’s soft skin pressing against his rough beard. She was in heaven.
Emily can’t remember how much longer she stayed at the club, it was such a whirlwind of excitement. She stayed close to Mike, dancing with him and kissing him. The other lads had all started to shark for their own girls anyway. Finally he asked her to leave with him. She felt a tingle run through her body as she agreed and a few moments later they were out the door. Emily’s not sure why but they agreed to take the scenic rout back to his via a long detour to the beach. But it was worth because she enjoyed chatting with him even more then dancing. He lived in Northern England and had a very slight Yorkshire accent. He was funny and easy going.
After walking hand in hand for a while he stopped her by the beach and they started to kiss again. His strong arms holding on tight to her. Gradually the kiss became more and more passionate as their hands explored each other’s body’s. Within moments Mikes hand had crept up her leg and his fingers gently rested on her uncovered pussy. If he was surprised she wasn’t wear underwear he didn’t show it. She let him him play with her for moment, enjoying the feeling, before pushing him away and with a bite of her lip, told him they needed to get back to his. Quick.
They basically ran the rest of the way, still hand in hand. By the time they reached the apartment block, were he had rented an airbnb, her dress had ridden up to expose most of her bum cheeks. I still wonder how many people saw her bare ass that night. But she didn’t bother to adjust it, she wouldn’t be wearing it for much longer anyway. Instead she led the way up the couple of flights of stairs this his apartment, undoubtedly giving him an amazing view as he followed up behind her. He directed her to a door and she stood in front of it as he pulled out the keys. Only then did he notice that her dress no longer covered anything below the waist and was little more then a top. She stood affectively bottomless, her freshly shaven pussy on show under the bright hallways lights. Emily was a complete show off and one of her biggest turns on was being naked in public. He stopped looking for his keys and dived in for a kiss, pinning her against the door. She loved the sensation of this big guy taking control and could feel herself getting wet for him. Then, and she wasn’t sure who initiated it, her dress was pulled up over her head and dropped on the floor. Exposing her small breasts and leaving her wearing nothing but trainers and socks. Not wanting to be naked in public for too long, Emily asked him to open the door. Mike found the keys and while still holding and kissing Emily, unlocked and pushed open the door.
Emily was expecting a small studio or something. But as she entered she realised to late, that she had just walked straight into the main room of a flat. A flat full of people. They all turned to look at her naked body. She recognised them as the boys she had been dancing with that night and the girls some of them had pulled. Once she regained her senses she cupped one hand between her legs and covered her boobs with the other. She loved being naked in front of people, but not that many people. The group cheered her on, encouraging her to remove her hands, even one or two of the girls joined in apparently. Reluctantly, but with a big grin, she moved her hands away, exposing her body to the small crowd. Emily didn’t stand there for long until Mike wrapped his arm around her and directed her to his room, just off the main room.
Finally she was alone with Mike. Naked and ready. He sat on the edge of the bed. She walked over and straddled him, their lips locked again. His big hands held onto her round bum as she gentle rolled her hips, grinding his jeans. Eventually Mike did what she wanted and took control, lifting her off him, he instructed her to get on her knees. She did as she was told. Still naked apart from the shoes. She looked up at him as he pulled off his T-shirt, exposing his, as Emily later put it, “perfect body.” Next he pulled down his trousers and boxers in one swoop, leaving his rock hard cock to spring free. She described it as “not the biggest I’ve seen, but not far off”. She ran her hands up his legs, caressed his shaven balls and finally held onto the base of the thick black shaft of cock. Rubbing her hand up and down it for a few seconds, she then come up on her knees and brought her mouth to meet it. Keeping eye contact she kissed the tip. Then slowly licked it. Finally, opening her mouth wide she pushed it down her throat. Never braking his gaze she started to suck on his large dick. Her lips squeezed the shaft, one hard hand pumped the base and the other played with his sizeable balls. That was, until Mike decided he wanted to take control again. He placed a hand either side her head. Then slowly at first, but gradually faster and faster, he thrust his hips towards her. Now she wasn’t moving at all, he was doing the work. Pushing and pulling his cock in and out her mouth. He got deeper and deeper until inevitably, it went too far and she gagged, having to stop.
Mike told her to climb onto the bed, she did as she was told again, not knowing what expect but beyond excited to find out. By this point she was incredibly wound up, she later described it to me like a tingling between her legs as she longed to have him inside her. Mikes next instruction was to get on hands and knees. She jumped up, her face towards the headboard and ass facing him. Arching her back she wiggled and jiggled her bum for him as he shuffled up behind. Emily felt him part her cheeks, then his tongue as he tasted her pussy. He continued to lick her from clit to ass from behind. But just as it started to feel good, he stopped. His fingers soon replaced his tongue, first one slipped inside her, then another and then a third or maybe even a fourth. He pushed them in and out quickly, leaving Emily moaning with pleasure. Just as quickly he stopped. She kept her face forward waiting for what he was going to do next. Finally she felt the pressure of his big cock pressing against the entrance of her pussy. She expected him to tease her or take it easy. But she was wrong. One big thrust later and he was all the way in. Fortunately she was wet enough to take its wide girth. He didn’t really start slow either and was pounding her within seconds, pussy squelching and balls slapping with every thrust. Emily let out a string of expletives, but eventually she got used to him. He was pressing his hands deep into the flesh of her bum, occasionally slapping a cheek. Then letting go with one hand he grabbed her long brown hair and pulled. Emily loves being spanked and hair pulled. She thinks she was probably moaning very loudly and I can only presume all the inhabitants of the flat could hear her. Emily was getting fucked hard and all the while I was back at the hotel, wondering what was happening.
They didn’t do doggy for long until he told her to roll onto her back. As he pulled his cock free, she flipped over. Taking the opportunity to sit up and suck his cock clean. Not because she particularly wanted to, but because she knew he would love it and she was desperate to impress him. He then knelt between her legs and pulled them wide apart, a little wider then they really went. Holding tightly to her thighs he pushed his cock in the general direction of her pussy. Emily reach down, holding the thick wet sharft and pulled it inside her, watching every inch disappear. Again, no slow build up, he was back pounding in moments. More swearing from Emily. When it started to feel good again she used one hand to play with her small pink nipples and the other to rub circles over her clit. Taking the pleasure to the next level. Apparently is started to feel amazing, she could feel the orgasm starting to build as she called his name. When out of nowhere he said “do I need to pull out?”.
Confused for a second, until she snapped out of it, she said “what?”
“Can I cum inside your pussy or should I pull out.”
“Oh…. Yeah inside.. Inside my pussy. It’s safe.”
The next moment he grunted and she felt his cock twitch. It was over, he had cum inside her and they were left panting next to each other on the bed.
Emily kind of hoped he would finish her off, but he didn’t offer. She say lay next to him caressing his muscular body, enjoying the sight of his dark skin and occasionally kissing him as they spoke. She was still wearing her trainers and more wound up then she can ever remember feeling. But she was worried about being away from me for too long and soon announced she had to leave. Mike seemed a little disappointed, I guess he wanted her to stay over for some more fun or something. He asked for her number, but she said she had a boyfriend, which was true but probably not in the way Mike was thinking. He accepted that but asked for a suvunear instead, opening the camera on his phone. Emily sighed and agreed as along as he did not get her face in the picture. She was still tipsy and horny so it felt like a fun thing to do at the time. Kneeling on the bed, she posed while Mike snapped a couple of photos. After checking they were ok she kissed him one last time and said goodbye.
Jumping out of bed, Emily tried to find her dress but couldn’t. Peeking out the door of his room, she saw it folded over the back of a chair in the main room. He offered to grab it but she said it’s fine, the room was empty now, so she walked out naked and grabbed it while saying her goodbyes. She could already feel Mikes cum dripping from her pussy so she went to find the bathroom where she could clean up before putting on her dress. Inevitably she bumped into the hot blond guy, the first one who had kissed her that night. Awkwardly she asked where the toilet was and he pointed to the room he just left. She felt his eyes all over her, but didn’t bother to cover up this time, he had already seen it all and would undoubtedly see the photos Mike just took anyway.
Emily went to the loo, cleaning the cum that had leaked from her pussy and the drips down her inside leg. Pulling the dress on, she gave up trying to fix her makeup, she looked shagged, but it was dark and she doubted she would see many people. She checked the way to our hotel on her phone, about 10 minutes and set off back to me. She called as soon as she left the building, wanting to me to talk to her while she walked. I did offer to come get her but she decilined. Instead, she told me, she wanted me naked and ready. She was desperate to cum. While walking she ran me through the night. I stripped down and was rock hard from the mental image of Mike pounding her, so when she finally got back she found me just as she wanted me. Pulling the dress over her head and finally removing her trainers and socks, she pushed me on the bed and sat on my erect cock. No warm up or anything, she just needed me inside her. It was the second time I had been in her pussy straight after another guy and this time it really felt different. Not bad, just different. She rolled her hips, riding me cowgirl. Then using her hands to play with her nipples and pussy, she started to pant and talk dirty. She told me how bad she was, how filthy, how slutty. How she had just fucked another guy for me. And it didn’t take her long until the grinding and touching finally made her organism. One of the biggest and loudest I have ever experienced. It was incredibly erotic seeing her cum so hard, knowing I was the second guy insider that night, knowing some of his cum was still deep in her pussy. I exploded immediately after her. Leaving us to collapse into a sweaty heap on the bed.
We decided to concentrate on each other for the rest of the holiday and did not try to repeat the experience. Although we did talk it through over and over every day. We found it important to be close after she had sex with Mike. Ultimately she did it for both of our pleasure so we made sure to enjoy the memory of the experience together for a while after. It was never to be a regular thing. Still, we did decide on that holiday that she could sleep with other guys if she really wanted. Not that she did much. She was a little worried about me sleeping with other girls, so we kept that part of our relationship closed until she could find us a girl to excitement with together.
Lots more to come… when I get round to it.
