Holiday Sex - Part One

I’ve been married to Sally for more than 20 years. She’s 42 and has kept her figure well, her curvy, size 14 body still attracts attention and her pert 36b tits still stand proud. We both have decent jobs and at home have a pretty conventional sex life. We fit it in where we can but often don’t find the time. Sally had a few boyfriends before me but was by no means experienced with men. I on the other hand, have been bisexual as long as I can remember and have been with a number of men, and women, over the years. We have the best sex when we’re on holiday, I guess it’s having the time and being fully relaxed. Sally likes a drink and is always more receptive after a night out. We had a couple of swinging experiences a few years ago and visited a club outside Marbella once and had sex with each other as people watched on. We both found it very exciting and talked about it going further but time and real life got in the way so we never pursued it. 

In May we went away for a few nights to a swanky resort hotel in the Canaries. It was very posh but I’d got a good deal and we had the premium package with suite and all inclusive. After a first day by the pool, we went to one of the bars in the evening and hit the cocktails, Sally was wearing sandals and a green cotton dress, just off the shoulder and mid thigh length. She wasn’t wearing a bra and when she leant forward you could see her cleavage and could her pert little nipples showing through the cotton. She always gets more than a little flirty after a few cocktails and I was feeling horny as we’d not had sex since we arrived. 

The cocktail bar was quite busy and we ended up sharing a table with two Spanish men. They were a bit older that us and obviously pretty well off. Through my tourist Spanish and their pidgin English we managed to hold a conversation. They introduced themselves as Juan and Pablo and said they were away playing golf, and certainly seemed to be enjoying the all inclusive bar.

We had a very attentive waiter and got into a round with these Spanish guys, Sally was on the porn star martinis and was knocking them back. After a while she got up and wiggled off to the toilet and I caught both the guys checking out her arse. They said something to each other I couldn’t make out but I reckon they were commenting on her chubby bum, it was very warm and the dress was clinging to her bum cheeks, you could see the outline of her little thong showing through. 

They got another round of drinks in and when she came back to her seat, they stood up to let her pass. I saw her brush past Pablo, the bigger of the two guy, his hand rested on her hip for a moment as she passed, her arse pressing against him as she thanked him and squeezed back into her seat next to me. 

The atmosphere got more raucous and we were all having a good time. Sally was chatting on to the two guys who understood very little but were happy to play along. She kept leaning forward and slapping their knee when she thought something was funny and we were all getting very friendly. More drinks were ordered and when a band started playing Sally stood up and started dancing, wiggling her arse and leaning forward, it was obvious that the men were looking down her dress. I could tell they were enjoying the show but she was getting a bit too loud and attracting a bit of attention so I pulled her back down to her seat and told her to take it easy. This made her cross and she flounced off to the toilets again.  

When she came back she tried to get to her seat but slipped over, landing in Juan’s lap and knocking a couple of glasses from the table. I got up and said I thought it was time for bed and tried to pull her up to her feet, Juan helped by easing her up from behind, his hands very definitely on her bum cheeks. I said it was time to get back to the room and thanked them for their company. I grabbed Sally and tried to get her to come with me. She was staggering a bit  and nearly bumped into another table. The two Spanish men got up and offered to help me get her back and took up a position either side of her, swinging her arms over their shoulders. 

We walked out of the bar and through the gardens, the men held her up as I went ahead to open the doors for them. I could see they were having a sly feel of her arse and the side of her tit as they helped her but she wasn’t complaining and was going on about how great they were to help and wasn’t it a great night, the martinis had definitely hit the spot. 

We got to the room and they held her up between them as I found the card and opened the door for them. They brought her in, eased her down on the bed, and she flopped back, her head on the pillow and her little dress riding up over her thighs. They both stood back and stared at her, talking in Spanish between themselves. She was giggling and laughing about having so many men in her hotel room. The door had swung shut behind us and it felt so weird to be stood there with these two guys whilst my wife lay on the bed in front of us. 

One of them said something in Spanish which I understood to be have you got a drink for our trouble, so I got them two beers from the mini bar.  They were admiring the room and asking if it had a balcony. Pablo asked me to show him and I led him through the patio doors. He was going on in Spanish I didn’t understand about the view and laughing. We were there a few minutes as he had a smoke. When I went back in the room, his mate was sat on the bed with his hand inside my wife’s dress, feeling her braless tits. She was lying back and giggling, telling me that Juan was being very naughty. 

He looked at me and said something I didn’t understand but I just nodded back and he carried on feeling her tits. I could see he had pulled up the hem of her dress and her panties were on show, her puffy lips visible through the tight panties. He moved his hand between her legs and she moaned as it slipped into her knickers, making those little sex noises like she does when I touch that shaved slit. I could see his hand moving through her knickers and heard a gasp as his finger pushed inside her. 

He couldn’t wait long and began undoing his trousers, letting them fall to his ankles to reveal a long slim cock that was sticking straight out. He lay on top of her, fumbling between her legs, pulling her panties to the side and trying to push his cock inside her. He grunted as he found his target and slid his long cock into my wife, his hand moving up to cover her mouth as he started fucking her. I watched his bare arse going up and down on top of her and heard her muffled moans. I felt my cock harden as I watched him fuck her. 

Behind me I heard Pablo say something, he had stripped off and moved past me towards the bed. I could see he was much thicker than his friend, a fat cock with a big helmet that he was wanking as he watched my wife with his friend. He moved closer to her and held her hair, pulling her towards that fat cock. I saw him pushing forward and then heard the sound of her sucking him, I could see her hands on his big hairy belly, pushing back as she gagged on his thick cock. 

His mate was grunting and I could tell he was about to cum in her, her legs were spread wide and I could hear how wet she was as his cock pushed in and out of her smooth pussy. His arse cheeks clenched as he spunked, giving a few more thrusts before he climbed off her. 

The bigger man then moved between her legs. I could see her lipstick was smeared and her eyeliner had run as she lay back on the pillow. He reached up and pulled her dress down over her tits and positioned his cock between her legs, the head rubbing against her swollen lips. His hands groped her pale titties, pinching her pink nipples till she cried out and wriggled under him. I heard him saying something to her as he slapped his fat cock against her fanny. He took her hand and I saw her guide his cock inside, the head nudging at her lips as he pushed against her, she cried out as it popped inside then lay panting underneath him, squirming on his fat cock. 

He pulled her leg back and withdrew, and I saw his shaft all wet and glistening and his heavy balls hanging beneath. Then he thrusted up inside her again, she arched her back and moaned as she felt his girth, her swollen cunt lips clinging to his thick member. He pushed it deeper, then fell upon her, kissing and biting her neck and shoulders as he rammed his thick cock in and out of her. I could see his hand was on her tit as he fucked her, squeezing and groping it as his weight pressed her down in the bed. He held himself up over her as she came on his thick cock and I could see the bite marks on her neck and on her pale white tits. 

Then he started to really go at her, his arse banging up and down and his cum heavy balls slapping against her as he fucked her hard. I saw her head thrown back, her eyes closed as she took his bare cock deep inside her, biting her lip and panting like a slut. The man’s hand snaked up round her throat as he grunted and unloaded his sperm right up inside her, holding her down on the bed, her legs wrapped around him. He pulled out of her, still semi hard, his engorged head covered with spunk and his shaft coated with her wetness. She lay back with her legs apart and I could see the sperm oozing out of her open cunt and running down between her bum cheeks. 

Juan was already dressed and Pablo joined him, patting me on the back on their way out. I heard the door slam and I lay beside her, my hand moving between her legs. I felt her slit, all hot and slippery, her lips pink and swollen. Rolling over on top of her, I slipped my very stiff cock up inside her, gliding up, feeling their spunk ooze out of her as I pushed up. I fucked her hard and fast, cumming in a matter of minutes inside her wet cunt.  I rolled off her and covered her with the sheet. Sometime later I heard her get up and shower, slipping back in beside me and whispering ‘sorry’ in my ear. 

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