I don't think it adds anything to the story by explaining in detail my domestic circumstances. Suffice to say the situation with my partner of 5 years had hit a new low. A week in the sun with my friend Sarah, who was celebrating her recent divorce, was just what I needed. She is 3 years younger than me, and for the 4 years I've known her, has had great difficulty keeping her knickers on, whenever a guy she fancies chats her up - hence her divorce. She was going with every intention of getting laid. Sex has always been one of my favourite past times. However, I hadn't had sex for months, my only sexual outlet, masturbating imagining hunks fucking me. Although she'd been trying to get me to pick up guys for casual sex for several months so far I'd resisted. It wasn't something I'd done since Uni, but now things had changed and I took little persuading. Provided everything went well, I intended to leave my partner and accept her invitation to move in with her when we returned. We were both hoping for a week of sun, sea and lots of SEX. Although I'm forty this year, I'm told I look younger. I think I have a fairly good figure and body for my age. OK, a bit fuller around the middle and my 32b tits aren't quite as pert and firm as the once were, but I'm confident enough to wear a bikini and more often than not go topless on the beach. As part of her plan for me to get noticed, pick up a guy and get laid Sarah persuaded me to buy six miniscule G-Strings to wear on the beach. There was so little material, my usual trim was insufficient and before we left I started shaving my pussy. As it happens, the Strings were unnecessary to attract guys. A couple of guys started to chatting to us at check-in. It was probably Sarah showing off her long legs in little shorts, wearing a T-shirt, quite obviously braless, which caught their eye. They came to the airport bar with us while we were waiting for our flight and though they weren't staying in the same hotel they were close by, in the same resort. Sean and Pete were both in their twenties. It was flattering being chatted up by guys so much younger, and we accepted their invitation to meet at a bar in the resort that evening. I wore a halter neck dress with no bra. Sarah wore an almost indecently short skirt and a vest top which struggled to cover her tits. We got to the bar early. It wasn't until Sarah perched on a bar stool, that I realised she wasn't wearing panties and was flashing her shaved pussy at guys. Sean and Pete arrived just as a couple of guys were about to hit on us. I sat with Sean and Sarah with Pete, though she left us two or three times and I saw her chatting to guys before she returned. We had a couple of drinks, time enough for me to make it obvious I wanted Sean to fuck me. Though Sarah didn't really fancy Pete, she took him back to our hotel. I went with Sean to this room. We pushed the two beds together, and were in it, exploring each others naked bodies by just after 9pm. Sean had a lovely thick prick, about 7 inches long. I sucked his cock, then he fucked me. It must have been about 11pm, I was on my knees, coaxing life back into his cock when there was a tap on the door. We ignored it but there was a louder knock accompanied by Pete asking to be let in. I stopped sucking Sean's cock, pulled a sheet over myself, feeling peeved at the interruption, while Sean opened the door to see what he wanted. To cut the story short, as soon as he'd fucked Sarah, she'd showered, changed, said she was going out again, presumably to try and pick up another guy and told him to leave. I was annoyed by her selfish behaviour. I'd been looking forward to another fuck, sat up and without thinking, let the sheet slip down uncovering my tits. They were both looking at me as I leant out of the bed searching for my panties. I found them, picked them up. “You don't have to go” Sean said. “Where's Pete going to sleep?” I asked, glancing over at them. Neither replied but I immediately guessed what they were thinking. I only gave it a moments thought, before flinging my panties towards them, “Are you thinking what I'm thinking? I asked huskily, pushing the sheet off the bed and laying back, wearing only a grin on my face. With mounting excitement, I opened my arms, reaching for the top corners of the bed, then spread my legs towards the bottom corners. Laying spread-eagled, completely naked, displaying my wet cunt, my nipples erect with excitement, I suggested that as I couldn't reach any of the corners of the bed, there might be room for the three of us. A MMF threesome was one of my fantasies when I played with myself. My arousal was such, that without thinking, I reached between my legs, slipped two fingers into my pussy and began to masturbate in front of them while Pete hurriedly undressed. Sean got on the bed next to me, watching me wank. Pete joined him seconds later. I realised why Sarah had sent him on his way when I saw his cock. He wasn't especially small, about 6 inches, but I knew her thing was for guys with large, preferably massive cocks. I certainly wasn't going to reject him. One either side of me they took a tit each, sucking my hard nipples. I moved my hand from between my legs, taking a cock in both hands wanking their erections. Pete licked his way down my body, his tongue, leaving a wet trail on my skin, over my tummy and smooth mound, leaving Sean to concentrate on sucking and teasing my nipples. He moved between my legs, lowered his head and began to lap and probe my sticky cunt with his tongue, seemingly unconcerned that he was sucking the remnants of his mates spunk from my hole. My free hand was soon back down there too, caressing my sensitive, swollen clit. Sean surfaced from sucking my nipples and offered me his cock to suck. Half on my side, Pete holding my legs apart I took Sean's cock between my lips and began sucking him. I only managed two or three minutes before I had to stop sucking. Pete was bringing me closer and closer to orgasm with his tongue. “Fuck me. I want to cum on your cock” I gasped, rolling onto my front, raising my bum for Pete to enter me from behind. He slid his cock into my cunt and began fucking me, while Sean moved in front, stroking his cock by my face. It was my first time with two guys, I'd come off the boil a bit while changing positions and eagerly opened my mouth and resumed sucking his cock. There was something wonderfully sleazy about being taken by one guy, whilst sucking another guys prick. Sarah, may have thought his cock to small, but he was doing it for me. I started pushing back, rocking on the cocks at either end, gagging a couple of times when Sean's cock hit my throat. He pulled out, watching Pete fucking me harder, really ramming his cock into me furiously, pumping his young spunk into my mature cunt shortly after I climaxed. He squeezed the last drops of spunk into my pussy then withdrew. His cum dribbled from my gaping hole, trickled down my thighs until Sean turned me over, turned me around and spread my legs. Kneeling between my thighs, he aimed his cock at my cunt, and drove it into my hole hard. He lifted my legs over his shoulders, penetrating me deeply, my cunt squelching with each sloppy thrust. His second fuck he lasted much longer, 10 or 15 minutes, making me cum twice, before he eventually deposited his spunk in my cunt to mingle with Pete's. I slept between them, getting woken up several times during the night by roaming hands, exploring my body, fingers sliding into my constantly wet hole, followed by one or other of them fucking me. I eventually got some sleep and woke before them. I slid down the bed and sucked them in turn, getting them both erect. I rode Pete first then as soon as he'd cum, mounted Sean and fucked him. A quick shower, I dressed and arranged to meet them to go to Maspalomas beach that afternoon. There was no sign of Sarah when I got back to our hotel and other than texts and a phone call I didn't see her until later. What happened next and the loss of more of my inhibitions, I'll write about another time.