(A friend of mine asked me to write something custom for her)
“Are you sure about this?” Brendan asked from across the table. “You might be wrong, and he might not be cool with it.”
“I’m sure,” Vesper said confidently.
Their friendly get away was taking a turn that neither of them had anticipated. They had been friends with Evan for such a long time that when they planned on taking a vacation to somewhere nice, he was the first person they asked to join them. He was single, but never felt like a fifth wheel around them. They were more like 3 best friends while two of them happened to be married. It was a situation that they all were quite content with.
The plane trip down was uneventful, though the few bottles of single serve rum and tequila they split between them certainly made the conversation flow a little easier. Evan’s brash humor was returned by Vesper, who usually bashfully smiles and looks away whenever he throws out a raunchy punchline. This time, she engaged.
“How do people fuck in those things?” Evan asked, taking his seat with a smile. “I barely had enough room for myself in there.”
Brendan laughed. “She’s gotta be super flexible and put her feet behind her head and sit on the sink.”
They all chuckled, stifling laughter.
“And if she can’t?” Evan laughed. “Standing doggy?”
They laughed again.
“Or the other hole.” Vesper said, shyly.
The laughter turned to two wide eyed glances shot her way.
“You’re a lucky man,” Evan said, tipping his drink to him.
The rest of the flight went as smoothly as any other night out they had, and though they had a late arrival at the hotel, after finding their rooms decided to meet down in the hotel bar for a nightcap before their vacation really began the next day.
Vesper cleaned up nicely, as she always does. Her blonde hair fell straight down to her shoulders, finally free from the ponytail he usually puts it in when traveling for long periods of time. Her bright blue eyes shined with love for her husband and anticipation for the adventures they had planned for this trip. Brenan and Evan joined her at a high round-table, still clad in their t-shirts, shorts, and sandals. It wasn’t until after Evan finished his drink to head back to his room that their conversation died down slightly.
“So…there’s something else I want to try to do.” Vesper said casually as she played with the straw in her drink.
“Oh?” Brendan said. “I’m intrigued…”
“I’d like to maybe…invite Evan…in with us.” She stumbled slightly over her words, still toying with the straw. “If you’re not comfortable with it, then we don’t have to. But…if you are, I’d like to ask.”
Brendan nodded, taking her words to heart. It’s true they had experimented with opening their marriage up when one of them traveled. They trusted each other and as a result, found how open they were. They had never opened themselves up to their friends, so this would be a first.
“It’s not that I’m not comfortable with it. We’ve had plenty of fun with other couples, you know that. I just want to make sure that we don’t make things awkward between the three of us.”
“Oh, I know that,” Vesper said eagerly. “Believe me, I wouldn’t have thought about this if I thought that it would cause some issues. But, with the way he looked at me on the flight, and even tonight I caught him checking me out…I don’t know if it’s the alcohol, but I think he would say yes.”
“Are you sure about this?” Brendan asked from across the table. “You might be wrong, and he might not be cool with it.”
“I’m sure,” Vesper said confidently.
The next day started early, and quickly continued to walk around the local town, hitting a few of the local shops and cuisine before returning to the hotel, changing into their suits and heading down to the beach. At least, that was the plan.
“Where’s Vesper?” Evan asked, dropping his stuff onto one of the Adirondack chairs. “Is she not joining us?”
Brendan smiled to himself. “Yeah, I think she’s back up in the room. She might need some help…and I’m already sitting down with a drink.”
“Alright, I’ll go do your husbandly duties.” Evan said, laughing.
Brendan laughed and nodded his head. “You have my blessing.”
Evan laughed, turned and walked back towards the hotel.
He didn’t mean…Nah. Evan settled his thoughts as he stepped out of the elevator. His heart raced, but he assured himself he was looking too much into what was very likely a throwaway comment.
Getting to their room, he knocked gently. “Vesp?” he called from outside the door. “You good?”
“Yeah,” she called from inside the room. “Come on in.”
He tried the handle, but it wouldn’t move. “It’s locked, dummy.”
She chuckled as she cracked the door open, peeking her head around and smiling. “Dummy?” she said sarcastically. “Name calling?” She opened the door and let Evan in.
Walking inside the room, he turned to see Vesper still standing by the door wearing a white bathrobe.
“Uh…Brendan told me to come…help?”
She smiled. “He didn’t happen to mention his husbandly duties, did he?”
Evan was silent. “He did.” His words were forced, caught in his throat as he struggled to maintain composure. “I…didn’t think he was serious.”
“He was,” she smiled. “You trust us, right?”
“Of course.” He took a moment to sit on the large dresser across from the pair of queen sized beds.
“So…are you okay with a few of his husbandly duties?” she said, coyly.
Evan could barely hold his excitement. “I am. What would they include?”
“Well,” she said, taking several slow steps forward, “You’re in charge.” She slowly untied the knot of her bathrobe and let it fall to the floor, revealing a black underbust corset and nothing else. “You tell me.”
Evan took her, pressing his body against hers and then pressing her against the wall. He passionately kissed her, sucking on her lips and running his hands over her body. She wrapped her leg around his waist, grinding her hips against his pelvis and pulling at his shirt.
“Jesus Christ,” he muttered under his breath as he ripped his shirt off.
She smiled. “Is that your nickname for me?”
“No,” he whispered back between kisses. “Tonight you’re just a whore.”
She moaned at her new title, pulling his suit down over his now rock hard cock and grabbing it with her free hand. She smiled at him, she knew what to do next but waited obediently.
“Yes, whore,” he commanded. In an instant, she was on her knees and pumping his shaft with one hand while working her mouth inch by inch down. She could taste his precum and it only served to drive her more wild. She looked up at him with her piercing blue eyes before taking it down further, testing her gag limit.
He slapped her face with his one hand, resting the other on the wall for balance. “That’s good,” he moaned. “I knew you were cock hungry.”
She moaned and worked his cock faster and further down her throat with each impact. She felt his hands remove hers from his body and rotate them behind her body. Instinctively, she grabbed her own wrists and rested her back against the wall, bracing herself for what was to come.
Evan arched his back and deposited his cock all the way down her throat. She closed her eyes, feeling every inch of it pass her lips and press against her tongue. He waited a moment before pulling it out.
“You love being used like this, don’t you?” he asked.
“I do, sir.” she responded, breathlessly.
“Where do you want it next?”
“In my pussy, sir.”
Evan smiled. “Stay.” He commanded before talking back and sitting on the chair furthest away from them. “Crawl.” She smiled, crawling on her hands and knees towards him, her eyes locked on his and a very knowing smile curled on her face. She stopped at his feet, waiting for her next order. It came, in the form of a finger gesturing towards her.
She inched her way up his body, licking the underside of his cock from base to tip. Resting her body on his, she reached back and guided his cock into her pussy. Her mouth dropped open as it effortlessly slid in. She slowly writhed around, feeling every inch of it rattling around inside of her. She started bobbing up and down, gripping his shoulders for support and pressing her face against his. Their breaths were hot and sultry on each other’s skins, their soft moans echoing into each other’s ears.
She leaned back, allowing his hands to explore her sides and running up to her breasts. He tweaked and played with her nipples, causing her breath to stutter as it rapidly left her body. She braced herself on the chair, doing her best to ride him as hard as her body would let her.
“Are you okay with toys, sir?” she soon whispered into his ear.
“I am,” he muttered. “What did you have in mind?”
She smiled, kissing him deeply and sliding off of his body. She quickly scampered back to a bag tucked away in the closet and Evan couldn’t help but marvel at her body, still covered in sweat and scratch marks yet endlessly enticing to him. She soon returned with a small bottle of lube and vibrating butt plug. Evan cocked an eye at her.
“For me,” she said with a smile.
He took the items from her, and glanced back at her. “Turn towards the bed, and bend over.”
“Yes, sir.” she breathed before taking her place.
Evan took his place behind her, coating the plug with lube before switching it on and pressing it against her ass. Very gently, he pushed it in, eliciting a long gasp followed by a soft moan from Vesper. Giving his cock a few strokes to lube it up as well, he slid himself back inside of her. Immediately, he felt the vibrations from the plug pulsating against his cock. It was a feeling he had never experienced before and, until now, didn’t realize what he was missing.
“Holy fuck,” his reaction was almost involuntary and he began pumping away. His cock, aided by her natural juices and the freshly applied lube, smoothly gliding in and out of her. He sped up, spanking and squeezing her ass with one hand while pulling a fistful of her hair with the other. Her moans now turned more guttural breathing as she began to lose herself in ecstasy. Secretly she had hoped to find someone closer to her and Brendan for them to share together. Now, all these miles away from their home, she found what she wanted.
Evan continued to pound her from behind, gripping and squeezing her ass. The sound of their bodies slapping together echoed off the walls, and he was sure anyone who passed by would have heard them. Maybe he would have cared one day, but in the moment he would let the whole world watch.
With one final thrust, he pulled her back up towards him, squeezing her tits and playing with her nipples. She took a deep breath and let out a long drawn out sigh.
“I’m so close, sir.” She moaned.
“What do you want?” he said, panting.
“You can fuck me in the ass, sir, if you want.”
Evan kissed her cheek and nibbled on her ear, sliding one hand down her back and gently pulling the toy from her ass. He gave her ass one final spank before grabbing her hips and positioning the tip of his cock on her ass. She splayed her arms out, burying her face in the sheets and grabbing the comforter.
With a single motion, he slid the tip of his cock into her ass, followed by the rest of it, inch by inch. Vesper took a deep breath as he inserted himself into her before gasping as he finally bottomed out.
“Feel good?” he asked.
“Oh, fuck…it does, sir. Your cock feels so good,” she moaned back. He slowly began pumping as she slid her hands between her legs to play with her clit. What she could have given to have her husband’s cock in her, but that would have to wait for later…hopefully.
Evan read her movements, thrusting as her body asked for it. Until she ordered more.
“Harder.”
He sped up.
“Please, harder,”
He pressed her head into the sheets, putting his whole body weight into each thrust. Her moans, now muffled by the bed, came slower and between gasps of air. Her body tensed up and her feet lifted up off the ground. She convulsed, mouth agape and eyes rolled back as a powerful orgasm rippled through her body.
Evan, feeling the cum begin to surge, quickly pulled out before blowing a massive load of cum across her ass.
Their bodies shook together, they gasped for air together, before collapsing on the bed, together. Her breathing was still loud and labored, but the smile affixed to her face told a wonderful story. Evan, lying flat on his back and chest heaving, looked over at her and smiled.
“This…is going to be one…hell of a trip.” he said between breaths.
She smiled and nodded. “I’m going to need to nap for a bit. I’ll be down in a bit.”
Evan returned her smile. “Sweet dreams,” and gave her one lasting passionate kiss before assembling his clothes and ducking back out of the door.
Back down at the beach, Evan took his place next to Brendan. He had barely sat down before Brendan beamed at him.
“So…” he said.
“Yeah,” Evan returned. “Husbandly duties.”
He laughed. “Glad you were good with it. I was worried.”
Evan shrugged. “Honestly, it took me a little off guard, but…yeah, that was fun.”
“Did you use her favorite toy?”
Evan chuckled. “Yeah, her idea.”
He nodded. “She loves that. We want to get one that can be controlled by a phone.”
“Shit, that’d be fun.”
“So where’d you finish?”
Evan blushed slightly, looking away. “Uh, on her…ass. Sorry, never thought you’d ask me so bluntly.”
Brendan laughed. “Yeah, sorry. We’re pretty open people, but I guess you know that now.” He took a sip of his margarita. “That’s good, though. That’s what she likes. Other than finishing inside her.”
“Yeah, I figured I’d leave that up to you to decide. I wouldn’t have an issue with it but, just in case you do, I just…yeah.”
Brendan picked up his drink before offering a toast to Evan. “Here’s to honor. To getting honor, and staying honor. And, if you can’t come off her, come honor.” It was a toast he had drunkenly learned during one of their many pub tours, but now seemed very fitting now.
Evan smiled, grabbing his drinking and returning Brendan’s toast.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/z7kedg/sharing_mf_open_relationship_oral_anal