Having experienced Mel’s oral services

Having experienced Mel’s oral services earlier in the afternoon, I felt totally at ease with him. As the guys stripped their skiwear away, I did the same right in front of them. I was nude first, and decided to hit the bathroom for a quick pee before going into the hot tub. His back to me, Mel stepped to the glass sliding door that led to the deck and hot tub… and opened it. He stepped outside and pulled the lid off the tub. He was already in the water when Tim stepped out and flipped the switch to activate the pumps. I stepped in before Tim, and sat on the same side as Mel… looking out across the snow-covered valley. Tim slid in next to me, opposite Mel.

The cold air on our shoulders and heads felt invigorating as our legs and bodies were warmed and massaged by the churning hot water. I hadn’t really seen Mel as he stripped naked and stepped into the water. While we sat there, I began to feel a bit aggressive. So, I reached out under the water and took Tim’s cock in my hand while winking at Mel to get him to move closer. When he did, I reached under water for his cock. Was I surprised! I found myself holding onto an already-semi-hard cock that seemed to be very long and fat.

“What do you have there,” I asked as I ran my hand up its length and back down along its underside. “Let’s just say it’s my pride and joy,” quipped Mel. Nothing more was said as we leisurely soaked. My body and leg muscles began to relax.

After about thirty minutes Mel suggested that it was about time to get out so he and Tim could give me a memorable full-body massage. He stood up, and for the first time Tim and I both saw Mel’s cock. I gasped… and as I looked at Tim, he just grinned.

“I am glad your hands and mouth make my body feel good,” I announced to Mel, “because there is no way that thing could fit in my pussy.” “Don’t worry about that,” replied Mel, lets just focus on giving you a very special massage.

Again, our room had a king-size bed. Tim had done some planning.

I laid face down on the bed… right in the middle. My body was still warm from the water.

Tim crawled up next to me, and Mel retrieved a bottle he had carried into the hot tub. We hadn’t even seen him put it there. We learned later that it was a special massage oil with an almond oil base. He wanted it to be warm before he used it on me.

“Tim, hold out your cupped hands over Jennifer’s back,” Mel directed. I looked over my shoulders to see a large quantity of oil poured into Tim’s hands. I turned back over and pulled my hair up away from my shoulders. Apparently Mel poured a large quantity into his hand too before he set the bottle on the night stand. I felt four hands glide gently over my back… seemingly moving in all directions at once.

Mel took control. “Tim, you watch and follow my hand motions on that side of Jennifer’s body as I massage this side.” I closed my eyes and felt Mel place his hands together on one of my shoulders… then Tim’s were on the other shoulder. As Mel’s hands and fingers moved down my back and side, I could feel Tim tentatively follow Mel’s lead. They stroked and pressed… oiled and stroked the sides of my breasts… and they took turns running their hands down the center of my back.

After several minutes, Mel got some more oil, and the two of them were working on my buttocks and legs. Their hands worked the outsides of my thighs… then the insides of my thighs as they gently pulled my legs apart. Their hands glided down between my legs and their fingers frequently massaged my pussy and the skin directly between it and the area around my rear hole. I felt one of Mel’s oily fingers slide into that hole, wiggle around a bit, and withdraw. Then I could tell Tim was inserting two of his fingers where Mel’s finger had just been. Tim knows that as long as he is gentle, I enjoy being stimulated there. Occasionally I invite him to screw my rear hole as I play with myself. While this is not a big part of our sex life, I find it pleasurable… and a good variation.

In this case, their well-oiled fingers easily slid past my sphincter muscles. As Tim worked my backside, Mel reached one hand under me to play with my clit, and he inserted two or three fingers of his other hand into my pussy. Tim told me later he could feel Mel’s fingers through the thin membrane which separates my rectum from my pussy.

After a long, un-rushed massage of my backside, they had me turn over. Mel and Tim wiped their hands… and Mel poured more oil. Again, I closed my eyes. Again they started at my shoulders and they worked their way around each breast as they moved down to my tummy and stopped short of my pubic area. Back to the top they went. This time they spent lots of time massaging each breast. It sure felt wonderful! Then I felt a tongue licking the nipple on Mel’s side. Then a tongue licking my other nipple. My body seemed to be getting even warmer than when it was in the hot tub.

As the tongue action continued on my nipples, their hands moved to my upper legs and the guys pulled them apart as their oily thumbs began working my pussy lips. I could feel my pussy juices flow.

I felt the bed move, and I peeked enough to see that Mel had placed one of Tim’s hands on the breast he was leaving… and he moved to the end of the bed. I closed my eyes again. I felt the bed move again as Mel crawled between my legs. His hot breath was blowing on my pussy. It shot tingles through my body. Then his hands began to massage my tummy as his face and tongue descended on my pussy. As his hands pressed gently on my tummy and worked in circles, his thumbs were alternately flicking my bud. By now Mel’s tongue was well into my pussy channel.

This kind of “massage” must have gone on for at least 15 minutes. Tim kept playing with my breasts, and Mel continued to worship my pussy with his tongue, lips and fingers. A feeling of deep contentment began to wash through me… followed by a tensing in my groin. Before I knew it, a kind of warm, flowing orgasm began to overtake me. I could feel my pussy trying to clench Mel’s tongue… and then he would move up to firmly suck my bud. My breathing got deeper. I caught myself moaning. It just seemed to build from plateau to plateau. Eventually my body wrenched and I raised my legs to encircle Mel’s head to draw it in tighter to me.

I let out a long moan of pleasure as ripples of orgasmic reaction started within my groin and radiated throughout my body. By this time Tim had moved so he was laying next to me, face adjacent to mine. As my orgasm began, Tim started placing tiny kisses on my neck, across my face, across my forehead… and finally my tongue met his in a passionate kiss as the orgasm continued. He told me later that he really enjoyed watching my face contort and squirm in reaction to the many waves of pleasure that washed through me both before and after our passionate kiss.

When I was finally drained of energy, I noticed that Mel’s tongue was still working… but I was getting ticklish and sensitive down there. I used my hand to lightly push his face away. He crawled up next to me, opposite Tim. As I opened my eyes I noticed that Tim and Mel were grinning at each other.

Mel jumped up. “I’m going to call for a pizza delivery. I’m hungry.” I heard him use the phone to place the order, and I hugged Tim while again whispering into his ear, “Thank you, thank you… that felt wonderful.”

Mel climbed back in bed. I reached down and stroked his cock. “Look at this thing Tim, I said… “it’s huge!” I slid down on the bed to examine it more closely… and to play with it. It was oily from all the massage oil the guys had been using. While holding Mel’s cock, I bent over Tim’s crotch and took his cock into my mouth for a protracted kiss and suck.

“Tim, would you mind if I kiss Mel’s cock?” I asked. “Go for it babe,” Tim replied. Then I used one hand to stroke Tim’s cock as I bent to plant a kiss on the tip of Mel’s cock. My kiss seemed to make Mel’s cock get harder… and it was getting wider and longer. “That’s amazing,” I said, as I cupped his nut sack and planted more kisses along the underside from the tip to Mel’s nuts.

We played like this for quite a while… the guys stroking my hair… and me playing with their now-rigid cocks. Soon we heard a knock at the door. I started to jump for the covers, and Mel said, “don’t worry. It’s probably the pizza delivery boy. Give him a treat… let him see that great body of yours.”

I hesitated a bit, then decided that since we were a long way from home, I would be a bit of a daredevil. I jumped out of bed, went to the door and asked, “Who is it?” A male voice came from the other side. “Pizza Delivery.”

Standing behind the door, I opened it and let the guy in. As soon as he was inside, I closed the door and said, “Here, I’ll take that.” In all my nude glory, I walked toward him, took the pizza, and laid it on the bed… bending over to let him see my well- oiled crotch and pussy lips from behind. When I stood up and looked back, I noticed that the guy had a wide grin on his face as he appraised my nude body.

A nude Tim had gotten up to get money to pay the guy. “Here’s your money,” Tim said. The delivery guy couldn’t seem to take his eyes off me as he put his hand out to accept the money. When he left, all three of us laughed.

We grabbed our beer and a slice of pizza and had a picnic right there on the bed. When we were done, John got up and put the bottles and pizza box away. By the time he got back to the bed, Tim had me in his arms, giving me another great kiss.

I was on my side, facing Tim. John slid in behind me and began to stroke my back and shoulders. I felt his cock laying against my buns. I reached back and began to play with it as Tim and I continued to neck. John’s cock quickly got hard and full. It felt so big in my hand.

Just for the nuts of it, I decided to raise my leg and let John lay his large rod between my thighs. He took the cue, and I lowered my leg to trap it there. He began stroking back and forth. I took my husband’s hand and led it down my body to where John’s cock was poking through. Tim broke our kiss and leaned back far enough to look down to watch the action. He told me later that John’s cock looked huge as it glided through my thighs, against the remaining oil, and poked its upper length through in front.

“Let him press part of it between your pussy lips, babe,” Tim whispered to me. Already again turned-on by the scene, I lifted my leg a bit, and used my hand to aim the head of John’s stiff dick up against my pussy lips.

John got the message. He gently pressed his huge cock against my pussy… and withdrew. He did this several times as Tim cuddled me to him. Finally, John pressed against me a bit more firmly, allowing the head of his dick to slide part way into me. He held it there. “Feel OK?” he inquired. I hesitated a bit. Then I said, “Actually, it feels very good.”

John resumed his mini-strokes… each time pressing a bit more of his thick meat into me. “Please tell me if it get uncomfortable,” John whispered. I did not reply. I could feel wonderful `tingles’ begin to build within me. He kept up a slow pumping action, gradually inserting more and more of himself into me. Surprisingly, the extreme fullness within me felt great… I mean REALLY great!

Tim asked, “Are you OK hon?” I assured him I was, just as a mini- quake passed through my body. When it subsided, I took my husband’s hand and held it against my pussy mound… so he could share the feeling I was experiencing as John’s cock filled me so full with each gentle stroke. “I can feel him within you babe!” Tim proudly whispered to me.

With that, Tim pressed himself more tightly against the front of me (his hand still pressing against my lower tummy and public mound), thus pressing me more tightly against John. John reached around and cupped one of my breasts… while pressing his cock even deeper within me. More strokes. Gawd… my body was on fire! It felt SO good to be so full… and to be pressed between my husband and our new friend.

John slightly increased the pace of his strokes, and my body wrenched as an orgasm passed through me. “Still OK babe?” Tim inquired. “Yes… Oh YES. It really feels good,” I assured him.

“Tim, would you like to get underneath and watch?” John asked. I heard my husband reply, “Yah, that would be cool.” To my disappointment, John withdrew his cock from me. He suggested that Tim turn around, placing his cock near my face, and his face near my crotch. Tim did as John suggested.

Then John nudged my body to roll up onto Tim’s. I did so, and began to play with my husband’s stiff cock. John got up, when to the end of the bed, lifted my buns so that I rested on my knees over Tim’s face. Then I felt the head of John’s cock again pressing against my pussy opening. I heard Tim say, “Slide it in John.”

I felt that wonderful fullness return to my groin as John gently slid several inches of his cock back into me. He held himself there as I adjusted to his size again… and resumed my oral ministrations to my husband’s cock.

Soon John was again slowly stroking in and out of me. The words, “Honey, that looks really neat!” came from between my legs as my husband watched another man’s cock fill me. “It is cool the way his cock is spreading your pussy and slides in and out of you Honey.”

Then I felt my husband lift his head and lick my clit a few times. “Would you like more of him babe?” Tim asked. “He is still holding three or four inches outside.”

Without verbally answering, I began to press myself back further onto John’s cock each time he pressed forward into me. He was really filling me now. I had to release Tim’s cock from my mouth as my breathing got heavier. I used my hand to stroke it as my mind focused on the sensations coursing through my lower body. It felt Sooo good!

Soon John and I were slapping against each other. I knew he was now burying all of that huge cock inside me with each pounding stroke. I could even feel his ball sack slapping against my crotch with each driving plunge. My head was spinning in pleasure. I began to moan… and then get louder, as involuntary contractions squeezed John’s cock within me.

“Give her all that you’ve got,” Tim instructed our new friend. With Tim watching from just inches below, John began to screw me like a teenager… fast and furious. I could feel him hitting deep inside of me on each hard drive. I totally forgot Tim’s cock as I clutched to his legs and reveled in the sensations within my pussy. By now, orgasm after orgasm was coursing through me… each one better than the last.

When I finally felt John expand within me, I knew he was about to explode. That knowledge caused my body to quiver, twist and contract against the hot tool within me. I shouted out my extreme pleasure just as John squirted his hot juices into me. Tim told me later that he had to cover his face to keep from getting bathed in the mixed juices squirting out of my pussy, around John’s cock.

John lifted of me, and I rolled off Tim. Tim moved up and took me in his arms to give me another gentle kiss. He gave me a few minutes to recover, and then lifted my legs so he could insert his still firm cock into my over-heated pussy. Tim just grinned down at me as he slowly enjoyed the sensations of my still-tingling pussy that was filled with John’s juices… and still hot from his friction within me.

“What are you grinning about?” I asked him. “I am just amazed by what I have just seen, and my cock is enjoying the oven-like walls of your pussy as I coat myself in the pleasure-goo you two just created. It feels incredible!” he replied.

I started to laugh at him, but the feel of his cock (quite different than John’s), in this changed position (facing him and watching the satisfaction on his face), my pussy began to respond again. Soon Tim and I were sharing our own moment of bliss as orgasms hit both of us at virtually the same time.

After Tim and I recovered, we all three showered, and fell across the bed together. We talked with John for some time, hearing about some of the other couples he had been with, as we played with each other’s bodies. John screwed me one more time that night… this time with him on his back and me sitting on his re-hardened cock… allowing me to watch both guys’ faces as I slowly let my pussy engulf his cock. In this position, I was able to use one of my hands to press against my lower tummy, to feel John’s cock probing deep inside me.

Tim got up on his knees and necked with me and played with my breasts as John slowly worked himself within me until he shot another load into me. By now, I had cum so many times that the sensations within me were more of an on-going glow than an explosive orgasm.

I stood up and let John’s juices drip from my spread crotch… dripping right back down onto John’s crotch. We showered again, and John left for home.

The next morning I awoke to pleasant memories of the previous night, and began to suck Tim to hardness. He awoke, turned me over on my knees, and gave it to me doggy-style and talked to me about the previous night with John, until we both had rewarding orgasms of our own.

All the way back to Wyoming we talked about various aspects of our unusual weekend. I never did sense any jealousy on Tim’s part… and I found that my memories consisted of nothing but pleasant, stimulating thoughts about what Tim and I had done together.

That first weekend in Colorado was three years ago. Tim and I have had a half dozen so similar away-from-home adventures, and all have given us memorable, sensually-stimulating experiences that we often re-live during our private love-making.

We still read the stories of other people’s adventures, and occasionally view porno flicks together, but they are mostly for remembering our own real life experiences.