0 comments/ 166914 views/ 10 favorites Romantic Getaway By: Rebecca My wife and I have been married 3 years and for the first time in our marriage we hit a rut. We were both working long hours and I noticed our once healthy sex life becoming less and less exciting. Jen noticed it too, I was glad for that because I knew she missed the marathon sex we used to enjoy before we got married and thru the first year of our marriage. So for my 30th birthday, she booked us a long weekend at one of those romantic resorts in the mountains. The room was amazing (a little cheesy) but we had a heart-shaped jacuzzi and a fireplace and a small steam room and even a 6' by 12' swimming pool in our room. It was expensive but I was looking foreward to it. On the three hour drive up Jen was feeling playful and would stroke my crotch while I drove, flash me a little of her sexy tits, things like that. When we arrived Friday evening I was plenty horny. Jen was nice enough to give me an incredible blowjob before we left the room for dinner. One thing here about Jen, she sucks cock better then any girl I'd ever met. She had one lover before we met and none since but me. But in her wild college days she has confessed to sucking a good number of her male student friends. She even confessed to me how she and her roommate made love on several occassions. I admit, I jerked off alot to the thought of her and her ex roommate. I saw pictures and the two of them together were quite a knockout pair. So off to dinner we went. We were at a table for 8 which I usually don't enjoy but didn't say anything because Jen had gone to so much trouble to arrange this weekend get away. That night we met Jeff and Celia, both in thier 50's and recently married, this was thier honeymoon. We found out they both had grown children from thier first marriages. They told us that first night not to be offended but they were trying to arrange for a table for two for the rest of the weekend. They joked about spending most of the weekend playing "indoor sports". We understood and were not offended. The other couple at our table was George and Helen, they were in thier mid 40's. They were an attractive couple and they were suppose to meet the 7th and 8th persons at our table the next day. Dinner was pleasent and Jen and I had a great night of fucking afterward. The next day at breakfast, Jeff and Celia had gotten thier private table and when we were joined by George and Helen they seemed a little dissappointed. Turns out the couple they were suppose to meet had an emergency with one of thier kids and couldn't make it. We all decided to spend the rest of the morning at the lake together then we met after lunch by the pool. Thats when I first realized how sexy Helen was. She had a great body for a woman any age, let alone a woman who was 43. Her tits were huge and sexy and she had a nice, rounded ass and shapely legs. I thought I caught Jen checking George out too. He was well muscled and "thick" compared to my thin 6' frame. Jen looked sexy as hell as well, wearing a tiny orange bikini that seemed to show off her great ass and tight body to the max. Jen isn't big breasted (34B) but she has these nipples that are 3/4" long when shes fully aroused. They're very dark in color too and I love them. They seemed to be on display most of the afternoon while we took the sun with our new friends. That night we went to dinner and afterward we ended up at the dance club. We hit it off with Helen and George immediately despite them being nearly 15 years our senior. I danced with Helen while George danced with Jen and I became aroused, having thoughts off what Helen would look like naked. It was 2 AM by the time we said goodnight to them and as soon as Jen and I closed our door we went at it. Jens pussy was soaked as soon as I peeled her panties off and I wondered if she was having the same thoughts while dancing with George as I was while dancing with Helen. I found out after our second orgasm that she was. Afterward, we were laying naked in front of the fire and we confessed our desires to eachother. Jen said she noticed that I couldn't keep my eyes off of Helens full tits. I said I was sorry but she said it had turned her on. She also said that at one point while she was dancing with George he rubbed his crotch against her ass ( I missed that) and she said he felt very well endowed. She got wet immediately. I was massaging her hard nipples and I told her the thought of watching her suck another mans cock turned me on and she said that she got hot thinking of me fucking Helen. We had discussed this idea in fantasy before but it was always just playful talk. We 69'ed until we both orgasmed and finally fell asleep at 4:30AM. It was raining the next morning when our phone rang. It seemed Jen and I slept right through breakfast and George and Helen were worried about us. We assured them we were fine and told them we'd meet them at lunch. The weather called for rain all day so Jen and I spent the morning making love, swimming in the pool and enjoying the huge jacuzzi. We showered and dressed and went to lunch. George invited us to thier room after lunch to relax and swim in thier own pool since the day was so dreary out. We agreed and went to our room to change and then meet them in thier room. When Jen pulled out a conservative bikini I suggested she wear the new purple thing she had baught. She looked at me suprised and I told her our new friends deserved to see how sexy my wife was. I was suprised she was so agreeable and when she put the suit on I had a hard time keeping from tearing it off, she looked so hot! We put sweatpants and t-shirts over our clothes and headed to George and Helens room. Helen had chose to wear a revealing suit as well. George, like me, had on standard swim trunks. Helen made us drinks and we lounged around the small pool and drank Margaritas and talked about a million things. Eventually we started to talk about the couple that was suppose to join them, actually it was Helen that braught it up. Thats when we learned that George and Helen were swingers, new to it but they had some experience. They had never met the couple they were suppose to meet here. George explained that they traded e-mails and some erotic pictures over the past 3 months leading up to the meeting this weekend. The other couple were in thier late 20's and Helen said they were really looking foreward to this. The other two times they swapped were with couples also in thier 40's and both she and George were looking foreward to a young couple. This got my mind racing, we were younger (I'm 30 and Jen's 28). Was that some kind of invitation? We agreed that when dinner time rolled around we would order something in and relax the rest of the night. We had drained two pitchers of Margaritas and were feeling no pain by this time. Helen said we should take a jacuzzi. Now, if you've ever seen those heart-shaped jacuzzis then you know they are plenty big for two but four would be much more intimate. If the close quarters weren't enough, Helen suggested we make it a "nude jacuzzi". I saw Jen tense slightly and I whispered to her if she wasn't comfortable with that then we wouldn't do it. She asked if it bothered me and I told her I had no problem with it "then niether do I" she smiled and squeezed my hand. Helen had put plenty of bubbles in the jacuzzi (against the rules) and we all entered wearing our suits. Then we undressed. The bubbles did a good job of keeping our nakedness concealed but we were in such close quarters that our naked legs were touching under the water. I was hard and I wondered if George was effected the same way. We eventually turned the conversation back towards sex, actually I did this time. I was asking them how they decided to start swinging. They explained that after thier 20th anniversary, they had become quite bored with sex. They still enjoyed it but they had both been completely faithful and decided since thier two children were now away at college, that they could experiment. One of George's coworkers was into swinging and invited them to a club and that was thier first time. Hearing the intimate details of that first encounter had my cock throbbing. Jen had her hand on my cock, not stroking but squeezing when a naked, sexy foot slipped between my legs and the toes tickled my balls. I saw the ladies exchange a look and Jen didn't seem upset at all. Before anything else got started, Helen asked Jen to help her fix another pitcher of drinks. Jen hesitated, she would have to get up and reveal herself to Helen and George. I sat back and watched with some amusement to see what she would do. Helen stood and as the bubbles dripped off, I was treated to an amazing sight. Helens tits were huge (38DD I would find out later). They were much whiter then the rest of her tanned body. Her nipples were the size of silver dollars and bright pink. They were wrinkled, bumps all around them and the nipples were thick and wide. My eyes drifted down to her shapely ass cheeks. Much fuller and rounder then Jens although Jens ass was perfection. What really got me was as the soap dripped away, I saw she was shaven completely. I had to fight the urge to grab my cock and jerk it. George and Helen both looked on and awaited Jen to stand up, which she did. They both looked at eachother then at us and smiled. "You're absolutely gorgeous" George said and Helen agreed. George and I watched as they went to fix the drinks. We chatted for the five minutes they took to fix another pitcher and George asked me if I minded if he asked Helen to give him a little head when she got back. I told him I thought that might be fun to watch. Boy, was I in for a suprise. After the ladies got back in the water, George told Jen what he had just asked me and that it didn't bother me, would it bother her. Her eyes widened at the idea, she was a little drunk and a lot horny. I think we all were by now. Now I'm about 7" and average thickness but I never had any complaints from previous lovers. George sat on the edge of the jacuzzi and I know I started, my eyes wide and my mouth agape. His cock wasn't fully aroused yet. It was hanging there and it was as big as my full blown erection. His balls were also huge, double the size of mine, clean shaven and pink and they hung down like a bull. As soon as Helen started licking him, Jen put her hand on my cock. I had to push it away, I was that close to cumming. Helen worked his cock to its full 10" and I could tell Jen was turned on by it because her hand was moving between her legs. Helen eventually made her way to the side of the jacuzzi. She was laying on her side, her legs parted as she sucked his cock and balls. George was playing with his wifes big tits while she sucked him off. Helen came while George fingered her. I stood and sat on the edge of the jacuzzi opposite them. Helen looked at my cock and told Jen to suck that beautiful thing. Jen was no longer shy and started to lick me. About five minutes later I was cumming, Jen stroking my cock while my cum shot all over her hard nipples and I moaned out loud. No words were spoken as we stood and went to the round, king-sized bed. Helen and Jen lay on thier backs side by side and like on cue, they spread thier legs. I followed Georges lead and after watching him slip his cock in Helen I did the same to Jen. This scene was so hot I never lost my erection after I came. We fucked our women good and things got even better after about ten minutes when Helen and Jen started to kiss eachother. George still hadn't cum yet and I was fighting mysecond orgasm. I managed to hold off until George grunted and told Helen he was going to cum. She had already cum twice while he was fucking her and she came again when he exploded in her pussy. Jen was rubbing her clit frantically and she had her first orgasm. A minute or two later while she was still quaking I filled her pussy with my second load. We all lay back and relaxed, out of breath. Jen and I were still absorbing what had happened, fucking on the same bed as another sexy couple. After a few minutes rest Helen asked Jen if she had ever been with another woman. Jen told the story about her and her college roommate. Helen told Jen she wanted to taste her. Jen looked at me and asked if it would be okay. I smiled and told her it would be awesome. Somehow we got into an odd position. Helen was eating Jens pussy, her ass high in the air while Jen was laying back and her head had somehow rested on George's thigh. I moved behind Helen, George's cum was dripping from her sexy, shaved pussy and it looked sexy as hell. I was so taken by the sight before my eyes that I didn't notice when Jen had started licking George's cock. This was the hottest thing I have ever seen. Watching her suck that huge cock while Helen licked her dripping cooze was so intense. George nodded toward me, motioned me to go ahead and give her a fucking. I wanted to taste her gorgeous cunt but there was just too much cum oozing from it. I got behind her and started rubbing my cock on her pussy. I was suprised when she started cumming even before I entered her. I waited for her to start cumming down and I entered her. She was so wet and so hot that my cock was making squishy noises as I fucked her. It was so awesome. Jen was really into sucking George's cock but she had to stop while she came. After her orgasm she really went after his cock with gusto. Thats what we did for nearly a half hour. Helen ate Jen to several orgasms while I fucked Helen to another powerful one. When it was time to cum, I pulled out and shot my third load of the night all over Helen's upturned ass. I watched as my cum dripped between her round cheeks and down over her slit. George was fucking my wifes mouth with gusto and I was suprised when I saw him start to jerk his hips. I looked at my wife as her cheeks expanded and knew he was blowing his load down her throat. I felt a twinge of jealousy because Jen was never big on swallowing my cum. It passed quickly though when the four of us once again collapsed and lay in bed giggling at the new experience. George and Jen never fucked that weekend but the ladies performed tandem blow jobs first on me and then on George. Jen and I never went home that night as the four of us slept in the same bed. This all happened in September and George and Helen are coming to visit us in two weeks for a long weekend. We've been exchanging sexy photos and nasty e-mails since that weekend and Jen keeps telling me how she wants me to watch her get fucked by Georges huge, fat cock. Helen has told me she would be interested in a little ass fucking (it would be my first time). I'll let you know how it goes. Romantic Getaway Takes a Turn My wife and I, both in our early 40's, were in a rut, a big one, and had been for some time. Our sex life had never been great but had been good enough I guess, especially when we met and started dating. But it was never what kept us together that is for sure. We had pregnancy issues that lasted a couple years, my wife had some physical complications that created some intimacy issues and all in all, things just slowed down to maybe once a month or twice a month if it worked out. We both knew it was a problem and it was something we both wanted to improve but never really made it to the point where we were able to fix or remedy those issues. In the process we had kind of become couch potatoes, her much more than me. She had put on some weight while I just felt lazy and uninspired. We had a young daughter at this point and she really was our main focus. Sometimes time just gets away from you and for us it had, especially in terms of a physical connection. I just figured the physical issues my wife dealt with, all of which were significant, had just taken a toll on her desire for sex or to make it any more than it had become. One day she looked at me and said things needed to change for both of us. I agreed and was excited by her change in attitude as I was already hoping for a change. We started eating better, working out and trying to work on our connection and passion for each other. We decided to plan a romantic trip as a goal and a reward for our efforts. So we decided on the Bahamas four months from that time and made our reservations for a 4-day getaway and kept working hard. I was nearing the best shape of my life and my wife was looking better than ever and feeling better than ever as well. Even our sex life was improving slightly, but we still had work to do in that department, but no doubt progress was being made, especially in her desire for sex. Then, the week before we were supposed to leave I was in a pretty bad car accident. I broke my right leg and dislocated my left shoulder as well as a few other bumps and scrapes. Everything would heal in time so I was fortunate but our vacation would not be the same. My wife wanted to cancel it but we had some non-refundable money down and I didn't want to her to not be able to go since she had worked so hard. So I told her we should go, have fun, enjoy being away and I would do as much as I could with her though my mobility was truly limited. I used a crutch under my right shoulder since I couldn't put one under other shoulder and just kind of limped along as best I could while my left shoulder was in a sling. I got pretty good at moving around in the couple days before we left. The day we got there the weather was great. We hung out at a pool bar until our room was ready. There were lots of people at the resort. It was adults only which was nice as having some kid-free time was definitely something we were looking forward to. There was some big computer convention going on there so a lot of the people were there for that. We enjoyed a couple drinks though I wasn't really supposed to be drinking because I was still taking some pain medicine, but I made sure not to overdo it. By the time we got into our room and cleaned up it was almost time for dinner. We had a nice meal, there was music in the background and the ocean view made it very scenic, just a nice night. It's the most moving around I had done since the accident so I was pretty tired and so after dinner we went back to the room, watched a movie and I fell asleep. We both got to sleep in that morning and when we finally got moving my wife lathered up with some sun screen and put on her new bikini. I had to admit, she looked great and I never thought I'd see her look that good. She was petite, 5-2, 110 lbs, shoulder length blonde hair, nice 43c breasts and a freshly waxed pussy that had a nice landing strip on it. And she had trimmed up her waistline by several inches over the past several months, shedding all that extra weight she had put on, to give her figure a great look. It gave me a hard on just watching her dress. I was in excellent shape, minus the injuries, a former athlete, 5-9, 165 lbs and very tone -- very much an all-American guy next-door look. Several times in the past people said we looked like we belong together and maybe never more so than now. We're both much bigger beach people than pool people but there was no way I could get around on the beach. I told my wife to go anyway but she refused and we sat at the pool most of the day, her sunning and reading in the chair and taking an occasional dip and me kind of sitting there next to her , feeling a bit disappointed that we couldn't enjoy this more together. My wife was getting her share of looks and a few men talked to her while in the pool and it was the first time I ever felt that pride in watching others admire my wife. It wasn't sexual, just prideful. That night we went to the resort's nice restaurant, had another nice time but again called it an early night. We tried to figure out sex in my condition but couldn't do much more than oral. She straddled my face as I lay on the bed and she rode my face with more enthusiasm than ever before, it was like she was a new woman. She moaned like never before, wiggled like never before and had a huge orgasm all over my face which I thought was great. It didn't take long for me to blow when she leaned back to suck on my hard 5 inches. In less than a minute I was shooting so hard my legs shook. I had been hoping she might get caught up and finally take me in her mouth and swallow, but no such luck. No matter, I was left very happy. The next morning we did the same and I lasted about as long. I loved this new sexual energy or hers and was so pissed I was in a handicapped state and couldn't fuck her. We tried a few times but it was just too awkward given my cast on one side and sling on the other. But regardless we had another nice day, our last full one, and I did make her go enjoy the beach some. That night we again had a great dinner and went to the resort's bar to listen to music and people watch. My wife looked dynamite in a fairly short black dress and red heels. I was proud as a peacock to have her as my wife. I felt kind of like a putz since I had to wear shorts with the cast, but being at a resort it wasn't such a big deal. A lot of the people from the convention were there drinking and dancing as their convention was now over from a meetings and work standpoint. It looked like most of them were ready to cut loose. We sat at a table near the door away from most of the action of dancing. My wife had to go get our drinks each time and several men tried to talk her up but she always came back in short order. A few were even bold enough to come to our table and ask her to dance seeing I was unable to. She said no to each and that she wasn't much of a dancer. That was kind of true but I still felt like she would like to. I told her it would not bother me at all if she wanted to dance with someone as I wanted her to have a great time but she assured me she had no interest. After an hour or so the combination of alcohol and limited pain medicine I had taken started to make me woozy. My wife could tell and said we should go to the room. I told her I was fine and that we'd go when she was tired and ready. She said she was ready then. I wasn't sure if that was because she was tired of seeing others have fun or if she was just tired, but either way we started to get up to leave. As I got up and put my crutch down and leaned in with my weight and all of a sudden the crutch snapped in half and I went sprawling to the floor landing on my injured shoulder. The pain shot through me and it hurt like a bitch to say the least. My wife quickly tried to come to my aid and was constantly saying "Oh my God", "Oh my God". She couldn't help me up by herself and fortunately a gentleman came over and assisted us both. It took a bit to get me on my feet and I was still dealing with some pain and my wife was still very concerned. My crutch was completely shattered in half and unusable. The man helped me get seated and get my bearings straight. I introduced myself and my wife and thanked him for helping. He said his name was Daryl, which I could see from the name tag he was still wearing from the convention. He looked to be close to 50, pretty overweight, black man, dressed like a typical computer guy, khakis and short sleeve button down which had a dinner stain on it, his hair was balding and he had some seriously crooked teeth, but what did I care, he was nice and helping me big time. We talked a bit while my wife went to see if there was a wheel chair but came back empty handed. The resort did not have one on-site but said they would arrange for one in the morning. So Daryl said I could use his shoulder as a crutch and he'd help me get to the room. I felt like a fool, my wife helping me on one side and Daryl on the other as we made our way out of the bar, down the hall and to the elevator. Once in there I could lean back a bit. We finally got to the room and I could tell Daryl was relieved as he was sweating profusely. It was likely his biggest workout in years and he was winded for sure. They got me to the couch so I could prop myself up in the corner as it hurt too much to lie down. I was just glad to be off my feet and Daryl was too as he sat in the chair next to the couch and I seriously was worried he might have a heart attack. My wife grabbed a bottle of water for him and he made quick work of it. She asked if there was anything else he needed and he said he just needed to catch his breath. I told him he was a life saver and that I owed him big time and if there was anything I could do to repay him to let me know. He said that was nonsense and nothing was needed. I asked him if he wanted a drink and he accepted that offer so my wife made him a drink, we had some vodka and red bull in the room. We had left the iPod on when we left so music was on in the background -- just some assorted stuff we like. An old Earth, Wind & Fire song came on and Daryl laughed saying he hadn't heard that song in a long time. We shared in his laugh as he said he used to dance to that song back in his 20's -- which confirmed to me he was probably close to 50. I said I thought my wife had wanted to dance all night even though she denied it and he responded that he had seen a few men approach and try to get a dance with her and when none did he figured he wouldn't get one either. We laughed again and I said hell, it's the least she could do for you helping us and my wife agreed. She hopped up and took his hand and led him to the middle of the room even though there was not much room and started dancing with him. It would be kind to say he was not much of a dancer. I wasn't either but he made me look like a pro. He was awkward, probably a bit uncomfortable dancing with another man's wife but all in all I just figured he hadn't had much luck with the ladies given his appearance. He didn't get too close to her, mostly just touching hands as they danced but he got better as the song went on and I watched them, happy at least that my wife was finally getting to dance. I started drifting in and out due to my medicine and alcohol combination as she was encouraging him to loosen up, kind of giving him dance lessons as they went. They kept dancing as the next song played and I just kept fighting to keep my eyes open, a battle I was quickly losing. The next thing I remember I heard the words "Oh my God", "Oh my God" again and again and thought I was dreaming about falling earlier and my wife's reaction to my spill. When I realized I was awake my eyes started to open and through the fog I saw a pair of legs up in the air with red heels on them and a black man between them. Surely I was dreaming. But as I continued to come to I realized that I was not dreaming at all. That what I was seeing was Daryl fucking my wife's brains out right in front of me. Her red heels were pinned over his shoulders, her hands and bright red nails were clenching the bed spread and Daryl was just pounding away at her and those words kept ringing, "Oh my God", "Oh my God". I couldn't see much from where I was sitting, mostly his back and ass and her legs and arms and his big belly that seemed hoisted up and was jiggling around as he moved in and out of my wife. I kept blinking my eyes to make sure they were working and looked on the floor and saw the new black dress I had bought her clumped up on the floor, her black thong next to it. A pile of Daryl's clothes were next to them. I didn't know what to do or how to react. My wife had never cheated and we had certainly never discussed anything like this before. I should be very upset right now. But I could barely move and when I did it hurt. I wanted to say something but words wouldn't form in my brain so the scene just kept playing out in front of me. Her words, him fucking her, her words, him fucking her and then BOOM, my wife cried out in an orgasm or maybe multiple or continuous orgasms that might have woke up the entire resort and seemed to last forever. All the noises she made were unfamiliar to me. And through it all Daryl never missed a beat, just kept on fucking her. I was truly amazed at how hard he was fucking her and that she could take it. Hell the last two days I couldn't even last a minute of her blow jobs after eating her out and here she was in what to me seemed like marathon sex. Our sex had always been relatively tame, mostly slow, but this was hard core. Daryl finally stopped fucking her and told her to get on her knees and my wife turned over and presented her pussy to him from behind. Then I saw him grab his cock and rub it up and down her wet pussy and my mouth dropped open. It looked enormous, both in length and width, visually double my size, that could not be real. I felt a lump in my throat as I saw my wife turn her head to him and say "Fuck me". He didn't need to be told twice. He lunged that huge cock of his back into her pussy all the way and grabbed her hips and picked up right where he left off. My wife was throwing her head back and moaning and Daryl took one of his hands and grabbed her hair and pulled it back even further and she squealed in delight with the treatment. "Oh yes Daryl, fuck me baby"... did I just hear my wife call him "Baby"? The words coming from her mouth just kept coming, as did she. Daryl finally got into the verbal game as well as he continued to stretch my wife out. After my wife said, "I love your big black dick" the shy Daryl I had met earlier was totally gone and he replied, "I love fucking that white married pussy. I'm going to make this pussy mine." My wife just kept on with the "Yes Baby, Yes Baby" as Daryl told her to look at her husband as he pounded her pussy. I quickly squinted my eyes shut so I looked still asleep and saw she was looking my way and so was he. She kept looking at me as I heard him say, "What are you thinking baby?" She replied, "I wish he could fuck like this", and my heart sank. "You finally getting some real dick now baby", Daryl responded and my wife replied, "Yes, and I love it!" "That's right baby. Tell me whose pussy this is?" "It's yours baby, all yours." "What do you think your husband would say if he saw you right now getting fucked like a whore by my black cock?" "He'd be crushed." "Should I stop?" "No baby, please keep fucking me. This is best fucking I've ever had." "Are you sure baby?" "Yes please keep fucking me." "Oh yes you are mine now aren't you?" My wife screamed "Yes" as another orgasm shook through her and her body spasmed and her head sank down into the bed. "So you don't care if he wakes up and sees my big black dick deep inside his pussy?" "No." "You sure you don't care?" "No. I want you to fuck me all night. I need it so bad." "Turn around and come here baby." My wife turned around and Daryl's cock came out of her. She moved towards him as he stood at the edge of the bed. Her face looked possessed and she went right to him and started kissing him with pure passion -- a passion we had been trying unsuccessfully to capture. I couldn't believe my eyes. Remember this was not a good looking guy by any stretch and not someone that my wife would ever have given a second look under normal circumstances. They kept kissing and she reached down and started stroking his cock that was coated in her juices. That was my first realization, for some reason, that he wasn't even wearing a condom. My wife was not on the pill and we never really worried about it since getting pregnant had been so difficult for us our entire relationship. They kissed like long lost lovers for minutes on end, as she continued to stroke his huge cock. It was half way up her belly and I was now aware that double my size might be an underestimate on my part as her hand could not get around it and she would've needed four hands to get to the top. Then I saw her wedding ring glistening in its sexed coating of her juices and my heart stopped yet again. Daryl ended their embrace and with ease pulled her off the bed under her arms and stood her up so she was facing me. I could see she was looking at me but that her mind was elsewhere. Then she gasped deep as Daryl pushed his cock into her again from behind and started fucking her standing up. He pulled her arms back to hold onto as he pounded away. I could see her perfect breasts swaying back and forth in front of me as they moved with his thrusts. Her eyes were closed as she just moaned over and over, the sloshing sounds coming from her pussy that I could only slightly see as it was getting stuffed. Then Daryl said it again. "Look at your husband." She opened her eyes as mine remained squinted almost shut. My heart felt like it was exploding inside and that the pounding was out loud and that pounding was in rhythm with the smacks I heard as Daryl's body met up with my wife's from behind over and over. "If he woke up right now would you tell me to stop?" My wife didn't answer. He asked her again. Finally she said, "No." "So you'd let me finish fucking this beautiful married pussy right in front of him?" After a few second passed I heard her say, "Yes." I felt like out of the corner of my eye I could see Daryl grin a smile a million miles wide as I saw a flash of teeth and I knew I was right when he said, "Good baby, because he's been watching me fuck his gorgeous wife for the last 30 minutes." My wife's expression changed to one of shock as I closed my eyes tight. "He's not awake," she said. "Look at his shorts. His little dick is hard because he's been watching you fuck my black cock. I saw him staring at us awhile ago and all he could look at was my big black dick going in and out you baby." I hadn't even thought of that and the revelation of my hard on gave me away. A few moments passed and then I heard my wife say, "Open your eyes." My heart sank yet again as I opened them and they met hers. Her tits kept swaying back and forth in front of me like a pendulum as Daryl continued to fuck her. We just looked at each other for what seemed like an eternity. Then Daryl asked her again, "Do you want me to stop?" Looking right at me she replied "No." "Whose pussy is this?" "Yours." "Are we going to fuck all night baby?" "Yes." My wife never stopped looking at me during any of her answers and finally mouthed to me with no sound, "Sorry." Then she shut her eyes as Daryl's pace quickened. Her orgasm overtook her again and started rolling through her body as I heard Daryl grunt behind her and let out a guttural noise as he emptied his huge balls into my wife, again sending my wife into state of sexual bliss. He pumped into her for what seemed like days but at least had to be 10-12 thrusts of unloading his seed and my wife was like putty in his arms. At that same moment and without any assistance I felt my cock erupt in my shorts, sending my mind into shame even if my body was in temporary ecstasy. Romantic Getaway Takes a Turn You could almost hear Daryl withdraw his cock from my wife and she turned to him and he kept her from falling on her weak legs and they started kissing again. Then she got down on her knees and I watched as she sucked his cock clean. My wife, a woman who had never let me cum in her mouth and never let me kiss her after giving her oral, was now cleaning a big black cock that had just cum deep in her and fucked her for the last 30 minutes. I looked at Daryl and our eyes met for the first time since I had fallen asleep. They stayed locked on each other as my wife got off her knees and snuggled into him and kept playfully stroking his cock with one hand as she rubbed his chest with the other. "Don't worry, you rest up," he said. "I'm going to take good care of this deprived wife tonight." Then he smiled at me and took her arm and led her towards the bathroom and closed the door but only halfway. I could see them sporadically in the mirror as they kissed some more. For the next 30 minutes or so I heard them laughing and showering together, heard her moan some more and knew he meant exactly what he said and that this reality had just started.