The first thing my boyfriend and I did when they lifted the Covid travel restrictions is book a trip. We both desperately wanted to go to Hawaii, so we found a cute little bungalow directly on the ocean and booked it for two weeks!
When I tell you we got the hell out of town as fast as we could, I mean it! We packed a small carry on bag—mostly swimsuits—called a Lyft and got on our plane as fast as we could. We landed, rented a car on the spot, hit up a grocery store for the essentials, and rushed to the beach. We got some food delivered to us, had an early dinner, and then went right to bed.
In the morning, our superhost shot over a quick text message.
“When you guys are awake, please let me know. I’d love to come introduce myself.”
“We’re up!” We responded. Not five minutes later, there was a knock on our door.
“I’m Chris,” he said, extending a hand.
“Natalia,” I said. “And this is my boyfriend Eric.”
“Nice to meet you guys,” he said. “How was your flight?”
We invited Chris in and offered him a cup of coffee. He accepted. We made all the usual small talk. Where are you from? What do you do? Have you ever been to Hawaii before? The balcony door was open. Chris walked outside and put his arms on the railing and exhaled.
“What a view,” he said with a laugh, like he almost didn’t believe he owned the place.
“You live nearby?” Eric asked.
“Real nearby,” Chris said, pointing to the house next door. We’re pretty isolated on this part of the island, but … my wife and I are right next door so just FYI …”
Chris shot me a glance. I had changed into my bikini top on the balcony. Tits out. He must have seen. I smirked and chewed on my bottom lip.
“We will definitely keep that in mind,” I said looking Chris dead in the eyes.
He smiled.
“Anyway … like I said, my wife and I –”
“What’s her name?” I asked.
“Taryn,” Chris said. “We’re right next door so if you need anything. Anything at all. Don’t hesitate to ask!”
That night, Eric and I stayed in and threw some burgers on the grill. I made a salad. We sat at the table with my laptop and spent a while formulating a detailed to do list. Excursions we wanted to try. Restaurants we had to visit.
“Should we text Chris?” I asked. “Maybe he’ll know some places.”
“Yeah, for sure,” Eric said.
I stood up and yawned. I took my t-shirt off and tossed it on the sofa. I grabbed my phone and walked to the balcony. The sun was setting.
“Look at this,” I said, snapping a photo of the sunset. I glanced over to Chris’ house and saw him and his wife sitting on their deck.
I texted Chris: “hi”
I sat and waited. His phone lit up. He reached down and picked it up. He glanced over to our bungalow up the hill. I stood, breasts out, and waved. He laughed and nudged his wife, who looked in my direction.
She giggled. She waved back.
“We were wondering if you had any restaurant recommendations?”
“I have tons,” he wrote. “I’ll send you a full list in the morning.”
“Hey babe,” I shouted to Eric. “What’d you think of Chris?”
“He seems nice,” he shouted from inside the bungalow.
“Cute, right?”
“Yeah, he’s nice looking,” Eric said.
Eric wasn’t bi. But he still had eyeballs and his ability to acknowledge that other men were good looking was incredibly sexy. We’d had a few threesomes over the years, but we’d never fooled around with another couple. Chris and his wife, Taryn, were a little older than us. Maybe mid-40s? But Chris was WILDLY handsome. A silver fox. Beautiful blue eyes. And Taryn? From what I could see, she was drop dead gorgeous.
“Come take a look at his wife,” I said.
“You’re topless on the balcony?” Eric asked, laughing.
“Yeah, c’mon.”
Eric and I walked out together onto the balcony. Chris and Taryn looked up and waved.
Eric waved back.
“Wow, she’s stunning,” he said.
“So … what do you think? Should we drop some hints?”
“Oh you wanna fuck them!” Eric said. “Oh. Ohhh.”
Eric leaned on the balcony railing and really looked at Taryn and Chris.
“Ohhh … yeah. Yeah. I’m into it.”
“Should I ask?” I said, holding up my cell.
“I think they’re telling us they’re interested right now …” Eric said, pointing.
Taryn stood up and unbuttoned her pants. They dropped to her ankles. She pulled her shirt off, turned around and bent over, picking up her clothes from the deck.
She was in her bra and panties. Eric gulped.
“Holy shit,” he said.
Taryn tossed her clothes onto a chair and then sat back down on her lounge chair.
“Fuck,” I said, opening up my text convo with Chris.
“Are you guys interested in hanging out with us tomorrow morning?”
I hit send.
Chris picked up his phone and looked up at us.
“Hang out or HANG OUT 😉 😉?”
“😉 🍑 🍆 💦 ” I sent back.
Chris handed his phone to Taryn. She smiled and looked up at us.
My pussy was so wet it was dripping down my inner thighs.
“I think they’re in,” Eric said.
I dropped to my knees and pulled Eric’s cock from his shorts. I imagined Taryn and Chris watching me through the balcony railing. I imagined they watched Eric grip the railing and arch back as I sucked his cock. I glanced through the railing. Chris and Taryn were watching. Taryn slid her fingers under her panties and began to masturbate while I sucked Eric off.
I took him down my throat and gagged, I spat on his cock and slurped it up and spat it back on him. I licked his balls while his cock rested over my face. I moaned.
“Fuck my face,” I whispered.
Eric grabbed my head and held it firmly in place as he pumped his cock down my throat.
“Look at Taryn,” I said.
Eric glanced over. She was actively masturbating. She’d taken her panties down around her knees. She was masturbating. Chris was stroking his cock.
“Fuck me,” I said.
I stood up and bent over the rail.
Eric stepped behind me and entered my soaking wet cunt. I was so creamy. He slid in and out. My lips wrapped around him. He held my hips and pumped. Chris and Taryn relocated. She got on her hands and knees facing us. Chris entered her from behind. We watched each other fuck from our respective terraces.
Eric slapped my ass and spit on my asshole. He put a finger in and fingered my hole while he fucked my cunt. He pulled his finger from my asshole and put it in my mouth, fish hooking me. Pumping. Harder. Faster. My cunt was dripping.
“Fuck,” I groaned.
“Give me your face,” he grunted.
I dropped to my knees and Eric stroked himself over my face, ejaculating. Four thick ropes of sperm darted across my face, into my hair, into my mouth.
“Fuck,” I moaned.
He held me up and we looked at Chris and Taryn. I waved, cum dripping off my face.
They waved back. I scooped up Eric’s cum and licked it off my fingers. Chris’ mouth dropped open.
“Wow,” he said. I could read his lips. He pumped faster and faster and faster inside of his wife until suddenly, he stopped. He pressed himself deep into her and tensed up. He was cumming.
“Holy shit,” Eric said. “This is so hot.”
Chris emptied himself inside of his wife’s pussy. He stepped back. His cock was pulsing. Taryn sat up on her knees and held her hand under her cunt. His sperm dripped into her hand. She held it up and slurped it into her mouth.
“Ho-ly. Shit.” I said.
Chris picked up his phone and texted me: “Tomorrow. 11am? We’ll come over on an empty stomach.”
I showed Eric. He nodded.
“Perfect,” I wrote back.
Eric and I went inside. He pushed me onto the sofa, cum still splattered across my face. He dropped to his knees, spread his legs and kissed my inner thighs. I was shaking. I wanted to cum so bad. He teased he, licking my thighs. Kissing my bush. Running his fingers all over me.
“Please,” I begged.
He ran his tongue over my clit softly. I gasped. My body broke out in goosebumps. My nipples were rock hard. Eric pressed his tongue into my cunt and licked up my juices. He spat them on my clit and started licking me. It took me no time at all. My body was shaking. Trembling. I grabbed the sofa cushions. I arched back.
“I’m gonna cum, babe,” I groaned.
He licked my clit faster and faster as I came. My whole body tensed up. And then bam. I collapsed into the couch and exhaled.
“Fuck,” I groaned.
Eric stood up. His cock was rock hard again!
“I’m going to take a five minute shower,” I said.
“Fuck,” he said, pointing to the dining table. The burgers! Our salad!
“We forgot to eat,” I said, laughing.
In the morning, Eric and I showered. We drank only water. We checked the time.
10:47am.
“Soon,” I said, jumping up and down with excitement.
I put on a slinky little robe. Eric was wearing blousy house pants. We drank some more water. We walked to the balcony and looked outside. Taryn was on the deck.
We waved. She waved.
“Come on over!” I shouted with a big wave.
“We’re on our way!” Taryn shouted back with a thumbs up.
Eric came outside and touched my back.
“Are you excited?”
I nodded. We’d never had a foursome before. We’d never been with another couple and frankly, we weren’t exactly sure what to do and how to navigate it. Would we start with our respective partners? Would we immediately swap? Would we just have sex in the same room? Or would our bodies intertwine and tangle up in a hot and sweaty mess?
There was a knock at the door.
“Fuck! It’s them,” I said.
Suddenly, I was overcome with anxiety. Eric could see it written all over my face.
“Are you okay? We can call it off. We can –”
“No, no,” I said walking to the front door. “I want to do this. It’s been on our list for ages.”
I opened the door and smiled nervously. Taryn could immediately see the angst in my eyes and smiled warmly.
“Hi,” she whispered softly. “I’m Taryn.”
“Natalia,” I said, extending my hand.
“You’re so beautiful,” she said. I realized she wasn’t whispering after all. She just had the softest, most angelic voice ever.
“Me? Stop,” I said, blushing.
Chris and Eric shook hands.
“Nice to see you again,” Chris said. “Have you guys ever done this before? Swapped with another couple?”
“No,” Eric said. “We’ve had threesomes, though.”
“Oh good. Good. Then this isn’t your first rodeo.”
“Should we go over some ground rules?” Taryn asked.
“Mm-hmm,” I said, suddenly overcome with a strong desire to kiss her.
Taryn was a stunning brunette. She had to be mid-40s. But she was prematurely mostly grey and it was such a look. Her body was tight and lean. She had small breasts. Maybe B cup. She was wearing leggings and cute leather sandals and a very blousy see through t-shirt. Her nipples were erect. And despite her mostly petit nature, she had such a juicy ass. I wanted to bend her over, spread her cheeks and bury my face in betwe–
“I don’t know about you, Eric, but Chris is not bi. So, he’s not exactly interested in doing anything with you,” Taryn said.
“I’m not bi, either,” Eric said. “But I also understand that bodies move around in these situations, so I’m not like, afraid to touch you.”
“Same,” Chris said with a smile.
“We also like to swap pretty actively. But we can start however you want. There’s no need to be nervous, honey,” Taryn said as she stroked my face. “We will move at a pace that you’re comfortable with. We also like to do an occasional check in just to make sure everyone is happy.”
“Yeah,” I said. “That sounds perfect. Is there anything that’s … like … off limits?”
“Well,” Taryn said. “We like to do these things on an empty stomach, which is why we chose 11am. Just in case we decide to get a little rougher. Or branch out into … some anal, maybe. If you’re willing.”
Taryn put her little bag on the floor and pulled out a small bottle of lube and a cute little dildo. She handed them to me, spun around and shook her ass in my face. And then, she bent over, pulled her leggings down and revealed a butt plug, firmly inserted into her asshole.
“Oh shit,” I said with a laugh. “Listen. If I don’t kiss you soon, I’m gonna lose it.”
Taryn smiled ear to ear. Her pants were around her ankles as I walked over to her. I grabbed her head, softly, and pulled her in for a kiss. My tongue was in her mouth. Her tongue was in my mouth. I could feel Eric and Chris watching. Taryn and I stood, kissing, touching each other. I lifted her shirt up and dropped it on the floor. She undid my robe. It dropped to the floor.
“We both have bushes,” I said, giggling nervously. “Yours is so beautiful.”
“So is yours,” Taryn said. She pushed me back so she could take me in. She stepped out of her leggings. The boys were rapidly undressing.
I escorted Taryn to the sofa and sat her down. I dropped to my knees, spread her legs, and wasted no time tasting her pussy.
“She’s all yours,” I heard Eric say.
Chris stepped behind me. I felt a stranger’s hands on my hips. I was overcome with excitement. Chris bent down and tongued my asshole, spreading my cheeks apart while he licked.
“Come up here, “Taryn called out.
Eric stepped onto the couch and stood in front of Taryn. She took his cock in her hand and placed it into her mouth, sucking my boyfriend’s cock while Chris ate me out from the back. I moaned. I was so wet.
“Please fuck me,” I begged.
Just like that, Chris was inside of me. A stranger’s cock. Deep in my cunt. Chris’ cock was the same length as Eric’s, but just a touch thicker. It hit me in entirely different places. I moaned as I ate Taryn’s pussy. She moaned as she sucked Eric’s cock. Taryn gagged and saliva flowed out of her mouth, dripped off her chin, rolled down her breasts, down her stomach, into her bush and directly into my mouth as I licked her pussy.
I spread her lips and focused on her clit, thrusting into her cunt with every pump Chris gave me from behind. His hands were all over me. I felt them on my hips. On my ass. He pumped. Harder.
I put a finger inside of Taryn and moved it up and down while tonguing her. She moaned harder. She gagged on Eric’s cock. More saliva flowed down from her mouth into mine. I spat her saliva onto her cunt and licked it up.
“I’m cumming,” Taryn whispered softly.
Eric grabbed her head and began to throat her, pumping his cock down her throat while she moaned and writhed and squirmed on the sofa.
“I want to feel your pussy,” Eric begged. He stepped off the sofa and helped Taryn up. Her legs were still trembling from her orgasm. Eric sat down on the chair in the living room. Taryn got on top and began to ride him. Her pussy was so creamy. Eric’s cock was slathered in it. She rode. Faster and faster.
I couldn’t stop watching my boyfriend fuck another woman. Watching his cock slide in and out, all I could do was think about us in that position. Watching him fuck someone else was like watching *us* fuck. It was a total out of body experience.
Chris kept pumping my cunt.
“I want to taste your asshole,” I shouted.
I got up and walked over to Taryn, who sat down on Eric’s cock. It was totally buried inside of her. I eased the buttplug from her hole and put it in my mouth, sucking it.
“Fuuuuck,” I moaned. “Your hole tastes so good.”
“Let me taste,” Taryn moaned.
I eased the buttplug back inside of her ass, pulled it out and pressed it into her mouth. I retrieved the bottle of lube and handed the buttplug and lube to Chris.
“Would you put the plug in my asshole?” I asked, bending over.
Chris lubed the buttplug up, poured more lube on my asshole, and eased it inside. I spun around, pushed Chris onto the sofa. I looked over at Taryn. She was opening and closing her own asshole strictly for my enjoyment.
I walked back to her and pressed my tongue inside of her asshole, licking her while she rode my boyfriend. I pulled Eric’s cock from her cunt.
“She’s so creamy,” I said, putting my boyfriend’s cock down my throat. I sucked, gagging, spitting. And then I slipped him back inside of Taryn.
I walked over to Chris, dropped to my knees and sucked his cock.
“Get up here,” he said.
I knew what he wanted. I did a somersault into the sofa, my head dangling off the back.
“Oooh!” Taryn said. “I want to do that, too.”
Taryn popped off Eric’s cock and did a somersault onto the sofa next to me. She held my hand. Chris stood over me. Eric stood over Taryn. We opened our mouths and they jammed their cocks down our throats. Chris and Eric facefucked us. We gagged in unision. Our bodies contorted in unison. Our legs wrapped around each other as they pumped their cocks down our throats.
Saliva gushed from my mouth and covered my face.
“Swap,” I heard Chris grunt.
Chris and Eric swapped mouths. Eric jammed his cock down my throat. He pumped. I gagged.
“GAUGH GAUGH GAUGH!” Saliva splattered out of my mouth all over my boyfriend’s cock and balls. He pulled his cock from my mouth and squatted over my face, putting his balls in my mouth. I sucked them. I ate his ass.
Chris throated his wife. He was relentless. Saliva streamed down her cheeks and into her hair. She was a messy slut. My cunt ached. I touched myself, moaning as Eric throated me.
“Swap!” Chris grunted again.
The boys used our throats for a while, throating us until our hair was wet with spit and our eyes were bloodshot. There were puddles of saliva on the floor under us. Our cunts were drenched. I’d made myself cum at least twice. But it was all becoming a blur.
“What do you think?” Chris said. “Should we take turns on your girlfriends asshole?”
“Yes,” I said, laughing. “I want your cocks in my ass.”
I got on my hands and knees. Chris stood behind me and lubed up his already saliva slathered cock. He pulled out the buttplug and tossed it to Taryn, who pushed it back in her ass. Chris put a finger in my ass. Eric stepped forward and pulled my cheeks apart.
“Look at her hole,” Eric said.
“It’s so perfect,” Chris groaned as he pushed his cock in my asshole.
“Ooooh fuuuuck,” I groaned.
When I looked up, Taryn was on the sofa, casually masturbating while her husband fucked my ass.
“You’re so deep,” I moaned.
Chris fucked my asshole for a solid minute while Eric helped pull my cheeks apart.
“Swap,” Eric said.
Chris exited my asshole. My boyfriend stepped forward and pushed himself in. Eric fucked my ass hard. He pulled my cheeks open. He yanked his cock from my ass.
“Push it open,” he grunted.
I pushed my asshole open, gaping it.
“Fuck,” he groaned. He spat into my hole and slid his cock back in. Pumping hard.
“Swap!” Chris grunted.
They shared my asshole, giving me what was essentially a two man gang bang for quite a while. I was exhausted. My hole had never been fucked that hard by two nice cocks. I lost track of who was inside of me, but when they exited, I could feel my asshole, gaping. It had been so used to cock that it refused to close. It wanted more.
“Now do me,” Taryn said, pushing the butt plug out of her asshole. She lifted her legs up and rested them on Chris’s chest and shoulders. He eased himself into her asshole and fucked her, missionary, while Eric and I watched.
Eric looked at me and shot me a thumbs up.
“You okay?” He asked.
“I’m more than okay,” I moaned softly.
“You guys okay?” Eric asked.
“Never better,” Taryn moaned.
“I want you to fuck my wife’s ass,” Chris begged.
He stepped out of his wife and my boyfriend stepped in. His cock disappeared inside of Taryn. He leaned down and sucked her nipples. He choked her. Eric spat in her face.
Chris reached over and spat in her face.
I stood up and walked over and spat in her face.
“Suck me,” Chris commanded.
I took his cock in my mouth, tasting Taryn’s asshole.
“Now suck me,” Eric moaned, pulling his cock from Taryn and pushing it in my mouth.
“Do you think she can fit both of our cocks in her mouth at once?” Chris asked.
“Only one way to find out,” Eric said.
Both boys stepped forward. I opened my mouth as wide as I could and they both pushed their cocks in my mouth at the same time. They didn’t get deep, but they were both getting sucked off at the same time.
“I’m gonna cum!” Taryn groaned.
We all turned around to discover her masturbating on the sofa. Legs spread eagle. Two fingers in her soaking wet cunt while her other hand rubbed her clit vigorously.
“Squirt for us,” Chris begged.
“I’m so close,” Taryn groaned.
“Squirt for us!” Chris begged.
Her cunt was getting gushier and gushier. Her fingers were pumping. Fast. We all stood, watching. Chris and Eric casually stroked their cocks.
“I’m cummiinnngggguhhhhhhh!” Taryn screamed.
Suddenly, a torrent of liquid gushed from her pussy, soaking all of us.
Taryn’s legs were tensed up, she squeezed them together, squirming. She collapsed onto the floor, writhing, moaning, continuing to rub her clit.
“I’m gonna cum again,” she moaned. A second wave of liquid gushed from her, soaking her legs in squirt. She looked like a woman possessed. She squirmed and arched and then suddenly, collapsed. Exhausted.
“What do you say we soak these sluts faces?” Chris said.
I crawled, weak and exhausted, next to Taryn. I leaned down and licked her squirt from her thighs.
“Come here,” she moaned softly.
Taryn and I got onto our knees and kissed. We pressed our heads together and looked up and Chris and Eric.
“Cum on us,” Taryn begged.
“Soak us,” I said.
Chris stood over me. Eric stood over Taryn. They masturbated. Pumping their hard cocks over us as we caught our breath and kissed gently.
“I’m cumming,” Chris said, stepping forward.
“I’m gonna cum!” Eric grunted.
Suddenly, both men started to ejaculate all over us. Their sperm flew out, landing on our faces, in our hair, in our mouths, on our breasts and thighs. They came harder than I’d ever seen two men cum in my entire life.
Both Chris and Eric hunched over, stroking their cocks as semen pumped out, rocking us. Taryn and I were almost completely soaked in sperm. Our faces covered. Eric and Chris stepped back and looked us over, taking in their work.
“Wow,” Chris said.
“Holy shit,” Eric whispered.
“Should we take a selfie?” Taryn asked. “For the memories?”
Chris and Eric got their phones and took some photos of us. Our faces wrecked with cum. Taryn took Chris’ phone and snapped a few selfies.
“Look how cute we look,” Taryn said, showing me the cumshot selfies.
“Wow,” I said, laughing. “Such big loads.”
Taryn and I kissed, licking the cum from our faces as Eric and Chris sat on the sofa and nodded with approval.
“So you guys are here for two weeks, right?” Chris asked.
“Mm-hmm,” I said.
“Well … maybe we can do this again?” He asked.
“Absolutely,” I said.
“I see how you got the Super Host reputation,” Eric said.
We all laughed.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/11dmf4v/a_true_airbnb_super_host_mfmf_anal_oral_squirt
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Way hot story!
Wow super hot story. How was the rest of the vacation? Lol
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