[FM] [light FF] The Weekend Getaway Part 2 [mentions of group sex]

[Read part 1 here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/gudtxo/fm_the_weekend_getaway_part_1_mentions_of_group/) for background about key players and expectations for the weekend. TL;DR, my boyfriend Henry and I were going out of town with another couple, Elizabeth and Tony. Tony is bi, I’m pan, and he and I once had an MMF threesome during grad school.

At long last it was the weekend. The week had crept by unbearably slowly, starting with subtly flirtatious texts with Elizabeth and ending with an outright description of what I wanted to do to her as soon as we got to the cabin. On more than one occasion, I read our text exchanges aloud to Henry while he fucked me. And now it was finally Friday.

Henry and I drove on a long, straight highway through the trees to the same cabin from [six months ago](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/gt7qyl/fm_my_boyfriend_came_inside_me_while_a_friend/), our soft music punctuated by occasional directions from the GPS. Nervous energy coursed through my veins, causing me to fidget restlessly and bite my nails until they were almost painfully short. I exhaled a puff of air and looked around for something to do – I couldn’t just sit there for the rest of the drive, nervously jiggling my leg against the dashboard.

A wicked thought crossed my mind. I trailed my fingers lightly over Henry’s hand on the steering wheel, watching the goosebumps erupt on his arms from my movements and the AC. He smiled, keeping his eyes trained on the road, and brought his hand over to stroke my arm affectionately. “You still nervous?” He asked gently.

I unbuckled my seatbelt quietly, not answering him, and shifted until I was on my knees facing him. He glanced over at me, his brow furrowed until he realized what I was doing. He laughed. “Absolutely not.”

“Why not? We might as well get a first round out now to make sure the second lasts longer.”

Henry paused, thinking about it for a moment. “I’ve never gotten road head before.”

“An unpopped cherry?” I laughed delightedly, “I thought we ran out of boxes to check ages ago!”

He snorted dismissively, but I could see a grin start to form on his handsome face. A quick glance down also confirmed that an erection was forming in his shorts. I brushed my fingers up his thigh, not touching his cock until I got his express permission. He took one hand off the steering wheel to circle my wrist lightly and guided my hand to his dick, using it to trace the outline of his erection over his shorts. I began rubbing my hand against it, enjoying the sight of the small drops of precum that began leaking through the fabric. Henry released my wrist to unbutton and unzip his shorts, pulling his cock over the waistband of his boxers so that it flopped out lazily onto my hand. I gave it a squeeze as I leaned my face over his lap, my mouth watering.

A hand snaked through my hair to pull my open lips to his cock. I swirled my tongue around the tip before sinking my mouth down until he hit the back of my throat. His hand held me there, saliva pooling around the base of his cock as I closed my eyes and breathed heavily through my nose, willing my throat to relax around his full length. Henry groaned, his cock twitching slightly in my mouth. Finally he released me and stroked his hand softly down my back. “Good girl,” he whispered.

I bobbed my head up and down the length of his cock, my lips gripping the soft skin with a tight suction. He thrusted against me lightly, unable to move with too much force with his foot still on the gas pedal. I kept my movements consistent, enjoying essentially holding him in limbo — loving the blow job but not being given enough stimulation to cum. After a few minutes, though, my jaw began to get tired.

Bringing one hand to wrap around his cock, I used my fist as an extension of my mouth, letting copious amounts of saliva spill around my hand and down the length of his erection. Henry’s hand that wasn’t rubbing my back smacked the steering wheel once before gripping it tightly, his knuckles turning white. “You keep doing that and I’m going to cum,” he hissed out through clenched teeth.

Smirking to myself, I increased my speed and suction. “Ohhh fuck. I’m cumming,” he moaned.

His hand pressed my head back down and held me there, his cock pulsing against my suctioned cheeks as he came. I held steady but struggled to swallow with the length of his erection filling my mouth. Cum spilled out the corners of my lips. Henry relaxed his grip on my head and stroked my cheek gently with the back of his hand, breathing heavily. I removed my mouth slowly, swirling my tongue around his shaft to lick up the cum that had spilled out of my mouth. He laughed softly, letting out a harsh breath of air through his teeth. “Fuck, baby.”

Satisfied with my work, I pressed a soft kiss to his velvety tip and then tucked his cock away safely, zipping up his fly and buttoning his shorts before pressing another soft kiss to his happy trail. He flinched from the ticklish touch and laughed, his hand rubbing my back. “Wow. I can’t believe I was missing out on that.”

I kissed his cheek and settled back into my seat smugly, buckling my seatbelt with a satisfying click. “Chk-chk!” I vocalized, moving my finger like a check mark.

By the time we got to the cabin, it was getting dark. The last rays of sunlight peaked over the treetops as Henry pulled in the wide driveway next to Elizabeth’s Prius. I kicked my feet against the seat lightly in giddy excitement and let out a strangled giggle. He laughed and leaned over to kiss me, a chaste peck quickly turning into a deep kiss as I granted his tongue entry to my mouth. The sound of the front door slamming open made us jump apart. “Stop sucking face and get inside, ya horndogs!” Tony shouted from the front door, his lanky frame silhouetted by the lamps from inside the cabin.

I laughed sheepishly and got out of the car, running up the cabin steps to hug Tony. I wrapped my arms around his neck as his arms circled my waist. “Hello, gorgeous,” he exclaimed, lifting me up until my legs wrapped around his hips.

I looked back at Henry, checking to make sure this was ok. He had a shit-eating grin on his face, clearly enjoying the view. He jogged over and threw an arm around both of us in a bear hug, my legs still wrapped around Tony’s narrow hips. The force of Henry’s hug made my groin press more forcefully against Tony’s. “I’m in here! I hope white wine is ok!” Elizabeth called from inside.

Tony released me gently, his intense gaze holding mine as my body slid down his. He pressed a soft kiss to my cheek and opened the screen door for me. I could feel his eyes on my ass, which was intentionally barely covered in a pair of tight jean shorts. “I’m going to help Henry with the bags,” he said, “you ladies get settled.”

I walked into the familiar cabin to see Elizabeth pouring out four generous glasses of wine. The layout was exactly the same as six months ago, albeit without the air mattress or the pull-out couch in bed mode. She stopped when she heard my footsteps and ran around the kitchen island to wrap me in a hug, her long blonde hair brushing my shoulders and emanating the loveliest flowery smell. I leaned into her embrace, enjoying the feeling of her small breasts pressed against me. We pulled away and smiled excitedly at each other, a flush across both of our faces. She was wearing a tight tank top and linen shorts, and she clearly wasn’t wearing a bra judging by her visible nipples poking through the thin fabric. I felt a pang of guilt for sexualizing her so quickly until she took my hand in hers and pulled me back against her to whisper in my ear, her lips brushing my skin lightly. “I’ve been thinking about tasting you all week,” she murmured.

Well that’s that. I trailed my other hand down her back to her tight ass, cupping it and enjoying the firm feel of it in my hand. Where my body is soft and pale, Elizabeth’s is toned and tan. My body is curvy and swells and dips, while hers is taut with clearly-defined muscles, the mark of a former college athlete who never dropped her routine. I love my body, and I love grabbing onto my softest, roundest parts during sex. But fuck if I don’t also love experiencing a change of pace.

Emboldened, Elizabeth brushed her lips against mine, feather soft and making me desperately need more. But business first. I pulled back lightly and quickly told her Henry’s and my boundaries, trusting her to relay them to Tony when the time was right. She readily agreed to our terms but smiled regretfully. “I really wish I could have watched Tony fuck you,” she whispered, “I haven’t stopped thinking about it since you told me about your threesome.”

I raised my eyebrows, a sheepish but delighted smile spreading across my face. “I had no idea you’ve been thinking about me for so long.”

Her eyes slid up and down my body suggestively as she leaned against me softly. “How could I not?”

I kissed her, my lips pressing hard against hers as I gripped her ass tighter and cupped her face with my other hand. She slid one toned leg between mine, pressing her thigh against my cunt. I ground against her bare leg slowly as my tongue began exploring her mouth. Her arms wrapped around my shoulders, her nipples brushing against mine as I rolled my body. The sound of the boys’ laughter as they walked up the steps interrupted our kiss, but we stayed pressed together, giggling quietly in anticipation of them finding us like this. Henry dropped our bags as soon as he was in the front door, striding across the room in a few quick steps to greet Elizabeth. He pressed a lingering kiss to her cheek as his hands slid down each of our backs, tingling shivers following his movements. “Thanks for inviting us, Lizzie,” he said, his lips only inches from her face, “we’ve been looking forward to this all week.”

“Jesus Christ, Elizabeth, let them get settled in first,” called out Tony.

The three of us stepped back from each other, laughing sheepishly at our eagerness. “I’ll put our stuff away,” I told them, not making eye contact as I walked back to the entryway to grab our bags with Henry hot on my heels to help me.

We dropped our bags in the second bedroom, giddy smiles plastered onto our faces. “Did you have a chance to talk before you started grinding up on her?” Henry asked, pulling my body flush against his so I could feel his erection against my stomach.

I nodded, biting my lip and blushing. “She’s fine with all our boundaries and will make sure Tony knows.”

“Then let’s give them a second to talk,” Henry murmured, sinking onto the bed and pulling me towards him.

We kissed gently, our hearts pounding in unison. He pulled me onto his lap in a straddle, the heat of his cock warming me even through several lawyers of fabric. We rocked against each other slowly, Henry’s hands gripping my ass. “You have no idea how hard I got seeing you with her,” he whispered.

“I think I have some idea.”

After a few more moments, Henry stopped us. He pressed a light kiss to my neck as he gently pushed me off of him. “I need to save some energy. We don’t want to start something now that we won’t be able to finish.”

“I’ll see if they need any help with dinner.”

“I’ll join you.”

With a final kiss, we stepped out into the living room, stopping short as we took in the scene in front of us. Water boiled on the stove but Tony and Elizabeth didn’t notice. They were pressed up against the kitchen island, Tony’s hands clearly down the front of Elizabeth’s linen shorts as they made out furiously. “I hate to interrupt,” called out Henry without an ounce of shame, “but as delicious as you look, I’m hungry for actual food.”

I pressed my face into my palm as Elizabeth broke the kiss and pushed Tony off of her, blushing furiously. “I apologize on Henry’s behalf,” I said, smiling apologetically and walking over to them to help ease their embarrassment, “He was absent the day in school they taught human decency.”

Tony caught my eye and winked as he pulled his fingers out of Elizabeth. “Sorry about that. Couldn’t help myself after what I walked in on.”

Flicking my eyes between Tony and Elizabeth, I caught Tony’s wrist and moved my head down to his fingers, enveloping them slowly in my mouth. Tony let out a low moan and Elizabeth’s lips parted, her eyes glued to my movements. I pulled my head back up slowly before pushing my mouth back down his fingers for another pass, enjoying Tony and Elizabeths’ wrapt attention. Releasing Tony’s fingers with a quiet, suctioned pop, I smiled at both of them. “Dinner?”

[Part three cumming soon!]

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