Fucking at the Cabin [MMF]

It was cold. But Paul’s cock was incredibly hot against my back.

It had been stupid to head up to Paul’s family’s cabin in early May. Winter hadn’t given up yet and the cabin was only heated by a single wood burning stove. But we’d somehow decided that it was a great way to spend the weekend. So we’d gone, myself, my wife Anne, Paul and Anne’s friend Marion. Anne and I had shared some sexual experiences with Paul in the past. But he had been married to Kim for about a year at this point and with Marion there I assumed that sex was off the table. The cabin was very small and Marion was literally just a friend. Anne had no desire to let Marion in on that part of our lives.

We did, however, bring up a lot of liquor. We got to the cabin. Cleaned up a little, got a fire started in the stove, lay out our sleeping bags and started drinking.

Quite a bit later I stumbled out into the dark and walked to outhouse. On the way back disaster struck. The path crumbled and I slid into the little creek that bordered the property. I was drunk, disoriented, freezing and suddenly being battered against ice. Fortunately they heard the commotion inside. They quickly rushed out and jumped into the creek to rescue me. I was drenched, freezing and drunk. Not a good mix.

I woke up quite a bit later. I’d sobered up and had a slight headache. The room was very dark. All I could see where a few embers burning in the stove. The room was cold. But I was very warm. I was completely naked and spooned up against Anne under a thick sleeping bag. Paul was curled up behind me. They were both naked. Apparently we’d all been soaked to the bone.

Paul wasn’t just curled up behind me. He was cuddling against me and his hard cock was pressed against my back. I’m been naked with Paul before. I’d even watched him fuck my wife. But this was the first time that we’d touched. In fact it was the first time I’d had any man touching me. It was a bit unnerving at first.

I must have moved, because Paul woke up. He was groggy and tried to grope my chest. It took him a second before he realized what exactly was happening. When he did he jerked back and apologized.

“It’s fine. I’m pretty sure you just saved me from drowning. Or freezing. ” I assured him. “Besides, we’ve experienced a lot together. This isn’t too much different.” He relaxed. He didn’t move back against me, but I could still feel the heat from erection. I started to get hard as well. I reached behind my back and gently grazed his cock with my fingertip.

“I could take care of that for you.” He didn’t answer, except to thrust against me. I took that to be agreement. I started to slowly move my fingers over him. I’d never felt another man before. It was strange. So different, yet so familiar. His cock was incredibly hard and as warm as fire in my hands. I moved very slowly, I was mostly just curious. But it must have felt like teasing to him. His cock was pulsing and his hips pushed against me.

The movement woke Anne. She rolled over to face me and put her arms around me. She was confused when she found my arm behind my back. She trailed her hand down and found me playing with Paul’s cock.

“Oh wow.” She whispered. She kissed me hard and rested her hand gently on my forearm as I moved.

Anne slowly kissed her way down my chest, burrowing under the blankets. She worked her way down my belly and then took my cock into her mouth. I needed her mouth badly. I was throbbing with arousal. She felt so good. Soft and wet.

Paul could feel what was happening and reached around the touch my cock. In the process he ground against my ass. The angle became awkward. I held on to his cock, but couldn’t move my hand any more. He didn’t seem to mind. Instead he gently stroked the very base of my dick while Anne sucked me. Her head bobbed vigorously under the blankets. Her mouth made gentle gurgling noises. Between the two of them, I couldn’t hold back. I erupted into Anne’s mouth. She pushed deep against me, trying to get my cock as far into her as she could take hit. Paul gently caressed her cheek as she suckled at my sperm.

I fell back with a gasp. Anne sat up from under the blankets, exposing her nude body to the cold air. I could hardly see her in the dim firelight.

I rolled over and pushed Paul on to his back. He was still hard. I sat between his legs and grasped his cock. He gasped and tried to sit up.

“You don’t have to.” He whispered.

“Shut up man.” I told him. “I want to try this.” He lay back and let me jack him off.

Anne watched silently for a while. She seemed entranced by my motions. His cock was leaking precum and I paused to run it into his head with my thumb. He jerked erratically at my motions. I went back to stroking him.

Suddenly Anne moved up. She kissed Paul hard. I watched in the dim light as they made out. The sound of their tongues was almost soothing. Paul moaned in to her mouth as I stroked him. Suddenly Anne moved again. She swung around and straddled Paul’s face. She reach down with one hand and spread her lips open. She was tentative as she lowered herself down. We had done a lot together, but he had never eaten her pussy. I could tell that her slow movement was partially fear. She didn’t know if he would want to taste her. Paul put her fears to rest by grabbing her hips and pulling her down against his mouth.

I could hear him licking at her. She moaned softly in response. I slowed my motions in Paul’s cock. I didn’t want him to cum right away. Watching my wife, even in the dim light, riding his face, was entrancing. She ground her hips against him and started to make little gasping noises.

Suddenly she started to buck. I picked up my pace with my hand. I wanted them to finish as close together as possible. Paul started to lick her frantically and his hips rotated under me.

Anne started to whisper under her breath.

“Eat me Paul. Taste me. Fuck me.” It seemed to spur him on. Suddenly she came against his lips. Writhing and jerking, trying not hurt him even as she gyrated wildly. With a final movement she shouted his name.

“Paul!”

She collapsed a little. Her head rest on his belly. Her hair almost covered him.

As she finished Paul became incredibly rigid in my hand. He seemed to swell and his cock became even hotter than before. He thrust upwards and came. A shot of cum landed on Anne’s hair. Anne lifted her head and opened her mouth. I guided Paul’s cock between her lips and continued to stroke. His cum filled her mouth. He thrust over and over again into my hand, between her lips. Finally he fell back, spent.

Anne looked up at me and smiled. She opened her mouth. I could see Pau’s sperm in a pool on her tongue, glistening against her teeth. She let me look for a minute, then swallowed her second mouthful of the night.

She rolled off Paul and we all went back under the covers. We snuggled up and went back to sleep.

The next morning we decided that it was too cold to be in that cabin and headed back to town. We had completely forgotten about Marion in the commotion of the night and she was a little unpleasant to be around the whole next day.

She and Anne talked later. Marion wasn’t mad about the sex. But two guys touching each other was too much for her. Marion, it turned out, was quite homophobic. They never talked again.

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