We were day drinking in the pool, pleasantly bored and slightly buzzed.

It was not a crowded afternoon, but the few other guests lounged about in various states of undress thanks to the hotel’s liberal policy on bathing attire. As I lay back in the water, I saw him watching us. He turned to his drink, snuck another glance in our direction, and then blushed ever so slightly.

“I think we might be in for some fun,” I said to Kelly. I slid behind her as she hung on the edge of the pool, and I wrapped my arms around her, so my lips were against my ear. “He’s been checking you out for twenty minutes.”

“The tall one?” she asked. She knew exactly which one I meant, and with a single smile, he was hooked. He got up, knocked back the rest of his drink and then meandered over to the water where he sat down on the ledge just a few feet away. He splashed with his feet before looking up at her and holding her gaze.

We slid closer to him, and I backed away to give him a better view of her practically naked body. When Kelly slipped up onto the ledge, he whistled in appreciation, and when I reached out a hand, he took it without looking away from her.

“You staying at the hotel?” I asked him.

“Yeah, it’s been fun, but not as crazy as I thought. My friends are all shacked up together, so I’m kind of on my own.”

“It does seem pretty tame,” she said, leaning back until her breasts were nearly flat on her chest. “Maybe all the fun things are happening inside?”

“I mean, my room is right over there if you want to check it out. I think it’s pretty quiet though.”

“Do you have anything to drink?” Kelly asked, leaning in closer to our new friend. She knew when she had them, and she had long ago stopped pretending to be shy.

“I might have a bottle of something in the fridge. Shall we?”

Two minutes later the three of us stumbled into his room where Kelly promptly fell onto the bed. I shut the door behind us and locked it while he dutifully pulled out a chilled bottle of prosecco from the fridge.

“I’m not sure what the next move is here,” he said, handing us the glasses. He would have been cute if he wasn’t six two and built like a soccer player.

“I don’t know,” I said, taking the lead. “Honestly we were planning on getting drunk and seeing if anyone hit on us. Mostly her actually.”

“And then?”

“Ideally they’d take us back to their room, hand us a round of drinks, and then fuck her while I watch. Maybe with a camera.”

“It’s my vacation perk,” Kelly said, leaning back on her hands. The bottom to her bikini was tiny, but it was also the only thing she had on. Which instantly meant all three of us wanted it gone.

“That doesn’t sound bad to me,” he said, taking a sip of his drink before putting it down. “And you’re cool with it?”

“There’s nothing I love more than watching my wife come on a new cock.”

“Fuck, you guys are awesome.”

“Come here,” Kelly said, waving him over with one finger. “You have too many clothes on.”

As I sat down in a chair, she reached up, undid his suit, and then pulled his cock out with one hand. She smiled at him before leaning in, parting her lips, and taking him into her mouth. Every few seconds she’d look over and smile for the camera before returning to her new friend with renewed vigor. Stroking him with both hands, he grew hard in an instant as she took more and more of him each time.

“Fuck, you’re good at that,” he said, caressing her hair.

“You don’t have to be gentle with me,” she said before looking over at me with a grin. “I like it rough. You can fuck my married mouth as hard as you like.”

“Damn, you really are a slut,” he said, grabbing her head and pushing her down once more. The video rolled as I leaned in, and there was my beautiful wife gagging on a new cock for the first time all week. She coughed a few times, but each time she came up for air it was with a smile on her face.

For him and then the camera.

“Are you ready for more?” I asked her stepping back so I could get them both in the picture.

“Yes,” she said in the voice which meant only one thing. “I’m so ready.”

Kelly leaned back as he towered over her, and I watched in awe as he reached down and pulled her bikini off in one swift motion. When he forced her legs apart, I moved closer, and when he opened his mouth on her pussy, I captured every second of it. With two fingers inside her and his tongue on her clit he had her moaning and begging in minutes.

“Oh fuck, let me have it. Please fuck me with that thing.”

“Yeah?” he asked looking up at me as if asking permission.

“Dude, she’s begging you,” I said, sitting halfway on the bed as I held the camera steady. If I stopped to jerk off, I’d miss it, and that would be a huge waste of time. And money.

“If you say so,” he said, this time looking down at her as he moved up her body. When he kissed her lips, I felt an errant jab of jealousy, but as I watched him rub his thick cock against her wet pussy, it passed in a flash. He teased her endlessly as she begged for him until finally, he couldn’t wait any longer.

“I’m gonna fuck you so hard,” he said, leaning up and looking down. And then, as I leaned over her, all three of us watched as he plunged his big cock into my wife’s pussy in one thrust.

Kelly screamed, he collapsed onto her, and I leaned back and captured every second of it as he began to pound her again and again. Her nails scraped his back as they fucked, and I was so damn hard I could barely focus.

“Is it good, baby?” I asked, moving up so I could look down her body to where they joined.

“It’s so good,” she whined. “His cock is so big. I love it so much.”

“Fuck, she’s tight!” he said, looking up at me in surprise. I nodded and kept on filming, and they kissed again as they fucked harder and faster.

“Do me from behind,” she said, finally untangling herself from our new friend. As she rolled over and sat up, I took her spot in the center of the bed, this time with my cock out waiting for her mouth. When he pushed her forward and slammed into her again, she wasted no time taking me down her throat until she gagged on me.

Somehow I held the camera still as I moved from her sucking me off to taking his cock, and it felt like we stayed that way for hours. Every once in awhile I tilted her head back so I could look into her lust-filled eyes, and she’d smile at me before going back to my cock.

“I’m gonna come soon,” he said, looking up at me. I wasn’t sure if there was a question in there, but I knew that Kelly had the answer.

I sat back as she pulled him out and then rolled to her back again. He was inside her a second later, and she pulled him close, kissed him on the mouth, and told him exactly what she wanted.

“Are you sure?” he asked, speeding up his thrusts.

“Yes! Please, I want it inside me so badly.”

“Is that right, baby?” I asked, tugging on her hair until she had to look at the camera. We needed to go all the way for this to work. She had to say it out loud. “You want him to come inside your married pussy?”

“Yes!” she said, before grabbing him once more. “Please come in me. Please come in my pussy. I want you so badly.”

Her voice was now a string of pleading moans without words. I slid down the bed, my phone in hand as they fucked, and I could see his body begin to tighten as she pulled him to her.

“Oh god yes! I can feel it!”

“Fuck!” he screamed, leaning up as he reached down and grabbed his cock. I leaned closer as he pulled out for a second, coating her stomach with his come before pushing back into her soaking wet pussy. He held himself within her, jerking himself off with one hand as he struggled not to fall.

Kelly rubbed her clit with his come as she started to let go.

“Don’t you dare pull out,” she moaned, beginning to shake and tremble, her orgasm exploding through in her burst after burst of glorious release. “Yes!”

He held himself still, buried within her as she clenched around him, and I caught every fucking second of it on tape. When he finally kissed her mouth, I zoomed in to capture their tender moment, and it was the sweetest thing I’d seen all day.

“Thank you,” she whispered before kissing him one more time.

“You two are the best,” he said with a laugh. I put the camera down as he finally stood up and found his bathing suit one more time. “We still have most of a bottle though. Want to head back to the pool?”

“Do you mind if we meet you there in a few minutes?” I asked, nodding down at my erection.

“Oh shit, no worries. I’ll bring the glasses out.”

The second the door closed I was on top of her, my cock buried within her used cunt as she kissed me again and again. Her smile turned to a laugh as we fucked joyfully, and even then I couldn’t help but look at my phone lying on the bed.

“Was it good?” she asked.

“I think it was the best,” I said. “I got it all; he came so much. Christ, you sounded like you were in heat.”

“That’s the point, isn’t it?” she asked, grabbing me by the ass while I fucked her harder. I could feel the mess he left behind, but it only made me want her more as I bottomed out within her before arching my back and filling her one more time.

“God, I love you,” I said, kissing her again. “This one is going to make us a shit load of money.”

“Slut wife on vacation, part one,” she said, giggling as she pulled on her bikini bottoms.

“Part one?” I asked, grabbing my phone. She leaned up and kissed me again.

“Of course. Everyone knows trilogies sell the best.”

And then she was walking out the door, her cute ass wiggling as she made her way back to the pool.

“Part one, it is,” I said, shutting the door behind me as I began to scan the pool for recruits.

We were going to have a very busy vacation.

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