Paul's Holiday Awakening MMM/first/anal/oral
by kewtieboy
This is not a story I could tell anyone face to face but it does kind of turn me on to tell somebody even anonymously so I hope it interests you.
I'm a not bad looking married guy of 32. Marie and I have been married for 7 years both having known each other for 5 years before that and we're both the same age. We have a good married life but no children yet. Marie says it will happen when the time is right but I sarcastically say to her that having sex now and then might increase our chances. Almost since the week after the honeymoon, Marie's sexual appetite dropped. I thought that she had enjoyed the chase and now she had me, had lost interest. We have sex but it is about once a fortnight and I have a sneaky feeling she pretends when she climaxes but I can't be sure. Now me, I have a permanent horn and take every opportunity to eye up passing talent but, in fairness to Marie, I haven't strayed. Have to say that my right hand has become attached to my cock though!
Marie was about 5 feet 5 inches against my 5 feet 10 inches and had blonde streaked, short hair. She wasn't fat but was well built and always had something to say. Now me, I'm your regular guy. I do a bit of exercise to work off the beer, have short medium brown hair, clean shaven and girls seem to like the image.
Still life wasn't bad and we had a couple of holidays every year. You might think that Marie had become a nun. Far from it! She filled her life with friends, girly nights out and getting us invited to parties. She was a fun filled creature with effervescent personality and a must at any party. We had lots of friends and frequently went on holiday with them but this year, I managed to book a beautiful apartment in a time-share development in Tenerife in the Canary Islands. We just paid for the two weeks from the time share company but the accommodation was great and many of the people there obviously did have their own timeshare. I booked this in the hope of revitalising our sex life and, as Marie didn't want to try for a baby until we had moved house, I packed a large box of condoms, large tube of lubricating jelly (in case she resurrected an early interest in anal sex) and my sexiest underwear and swimming gear. I was going to pamper her and be really romantic and had a vision of shagging for a fortnight rather than just once a fortnight.
Well night one in Playa de Americas and I got my shag. It was a pretty plain shag in full missionary position but it served the purpose of relieving tension in my aching balls. These sexy little things around the pool always get me horny.
By day two, Marie is in full entertainment mode and trying to befriend anyone who is interested around the pool. I decided to get some tan and left her to it. After an hour alone, I saw her talking to a couple and their daughter across the pool. I had seen the husband earlier drinking for Britain. Glass after glass of San Miquel was heading down his throat and he had now passed out on the sun bed. His wife looked quite plumpish and plain and I put their ages at around 38 or so. She was talking and laughing with Marie over cocktails while their daughter was sitting reading while drinking Coke. The daughter was difficult to make out in the bright light but had quite long hair, pretty face, a t-shirt top showing a flat chest and a pair of white baggy shorts. She looked about 15 or 16 and I should have passed on but for some reason I started to get the horn. She just looked so virginal. I turned over and went back to sleep!
It turned out that Marie was talking to Barbara and Jim. He was a bit of an alcoholic and spent no time with Chrissy (who I took to be the daughter). Marie was talking ninety to the dozen over dinner about how nice she was and I should join them but he could be a bit objectionable and was best left to drink and sleep. It was such a shame that Chrissy didn't have a father figure and had to spend a lot of time alone. Then I heard her say that I could play some volleyball on the beach with Chrissie. I blanked the idea and changed the subject, having no wish to be the surrogate father of an alcoholic's daughter.
Next day was a repeat of the previous with Marie round there chatting and father sound asleep. Marie was obviously talking about me as Barbara and Chrissy gave me little girly waves. After that, when Marie went back to talking, I noticed Chrissy looking over quite a lot and smiling. I dived in the pool to let her see a real man and saw her look over the top of her sunglasses at me as I climbed out, my bulge clearly visible as the water drained from my swimming trunks. Again she smiled.
I lay down and Chrissie stood up and walked over to their apartment which was actually a little terraced villa with upstairs and downstairs. I followed her with my eyes, a rush of blood filling my trunks for some reason. She disappeared inside but I then saw her at an upstairs window looking down and soon realised that she seemed to be fiddling a little below the window line, almost as though she was masturbating while watching me. I lay and made a point of watching as she seemed to masturbate happily while I lay there with my semi-erect bulge clear to her.
I heard Marie before I saw her. "Paul, Paul," she shouted as she ran across to me. "I have invited Barbara and Chrissie to join us for dinner tonight. Her husband wants to see a football match in the bar." "You don't mind do you?"
"Of course not," I replied quite honestly. I was keen to get a closer look at this underage sex kitten.
I saw them enter the hotel dining room and walk across to the outside terrace where we were sitting. "This is Barbara," said Marie.
"Hi Paul, I've heard all about you," she cooed. Meet Chrissie."
Chrissie was still dressed in loose fitting clothes with a baggy linen top and shorts. A fashionable but shapeless look!
"Pleased to meet you," came this deep voice.
"Christopher so wanted to meet you," said his mother as I gasped at the apparition before me. I had been sexually fantasising and exposing myself to a teenage boy and an effeminate one at that!
I mumbled a response as Marie sat me beside him and insisted we get to know each other, still pushing the surrogate father image. If she knew what my thoughts had been just thirty minutes before she might not have been so keen. He was quite effeminate. It wasn't girly or camp, it was just a poise he had and I found it erotic. What I could have done with him I didn't know but he aroused me and I was embarrassed about it. I had never met a poof not that had I wanted to and this young boy was definitely a poof (though his mother and Marie seemed quite oblivious to it). I always say each to his own. I'm not homophobic, not anti-black either but would not really have any black friends or have any thought about wanting any. Anyway, I had to keep chatting to him and he was flirting with me. It tuned out he was just 17 but looked much younger.
I thought, "At least he's legal," then promptly wondered why I had thought that since it made no difference.
"That would be fabulous," shrieked Marie, bringing me back to my senses. "Barbara and I are going on a cruise tomorrow round the coast to swim. Jim wants to watch some World Cup thing on television and you can bond with Chrissie here playing on the beach."
Protest was wasted. It was decided.
Marie allowed a shag that night. She even was a little adventurous and did something I had always loved, lubricating her fingers and sticking them in my bum as I fucked her. I had always been sensitive around there and it always got me going to have a finger or two in while I was at it. I blasted a load of pent up cum into the rubber but was horrified at the image in my head bringing me to my climax. It was Chris's smiling face.
Next day they were collected just after 10.00 am, Jim was still asleep and Chris, as I had started calling him stood waiting to bond. We headed for the beach. I was constantly embarrassed as his eyes strayed to my crotch area, then he would look up and smile. Well we played and he was good at it too. We stopped at around 12.30 and headed back to the complex for lunch. We had a couple for burgers and a beer.
"I need to shower," he said. "Can I use your apartment as dad will be pissed and glued to the t.v. in our place."
"No problem," I said.
We went up to the room and he headed to the bathroom. I sat on the terrace in my swimming trunks. When he came out he had a towel wrapped round him and carried his shorts in his hand as though he had rinsed them. I went into the bathroom after him and started showering. I had just come out and was drying myself when he walked into the bathroom and looked at me.
"Nice," was all he said as he dropped to his knees and took my cock in his mouth.
I mumbled some protest but that blonde soft hair brushing against me as he bobbed up and down on my cock really got the blood rushing to me. My cock sprung to attention. He took my hand and led me up to the bedroom where he laid me on the bed. I looked at him for the first time and was amazed to see that his cock was bigger than mine but about half an inch. The seven inch cock was very stiff and proud and the soft balls hung low beneath it. I wasn't sure what I was expected to do but he pushed me back and continued to suck me. I was close within seconds and had to stop him. He rolled over on to his back and dragged me over too, offering his erect cock to me. I gently kissed the tip but he grabbed the back of my head and pushed me quite forcefully down on it. The firm organ filled my mouth and was amazingly erotic.
He gently pushed my head off and rolled me on to the bed, face down then sat astride me his hard cock lying across my buttocks as he gently massaged my back. He kissed my shoulders and then started to work his way down my back with his tongue until he reached my buttocks. He opened them and started to lick my hole. The sensation was amazing. He started to push his finger in and it hurt a little. I opened the drawer and showed him the lubricant which he squirted in me and on to his finger. I was in Heaven. He pushed and prodded and I lifted my body up to meet him until I was in a doggie position to allow access. He had two fingers in me. I heard some movement and then realised he was putting a condom on his cock.
"I don't think..." I started to say.
"Shhh," was the response as the head of his substantial cock started it's journey into my hole. I could not believe the sensation. I was full up inside and he pushed softly but steadily until I felt his soft downy pubic hairs against my buttocks. He gripped my hips and started to really pump me, hammering the stiff organ straight in and then pulling back to the tip before hammering straight back in again. I looked down and my own cock stood out in a straight line as rigid as I could ever remember it. Suddenly he stopped, pulled back, pushed quickly in, stopped, pulled back then finally hammered it in again. I could feel his pulse as he pumped his teenage seed into me. I looked down and was amazed to see a jet of cum erupt out of my free standing cock. He withdrew and we collapsed on the bed.
"What happened," I asked?
"Now you know how your wife feels," he said.
It took over 15 minutes to clear all the evidence and a lot of promises to ensure it was our secret. I told him it was a one off and just something I had done in the heat of the moment. The guilt of me, a very manly, straight guy being shagged up the arse by a limp wrested teenage boy was quite embarrassing.
"Yeh, whatever you say," was his response.
We dined in a foursome again that night and Chris kept rubbing his foot against mine, which I withdrew. For the first time I had to complain of sunstroke to avoid sex with Marie, who was unusually frisky.
Marie and I had a day out together the following day but she asked me if I would be offended if she and Barbara went on a girl's night out with some of the other wives from the complex the following night. I was a little put out especially after my confusing day prior and I really needed to bond with her in an effort to make sense to what had happened to me. I agreed reluctantly and as the day wore on, thoughts of what I had done with Chris came back to my mind. I obviously wasn't gay. Chris was gay and that's what gays were like. All I had done was to dabble a bit as he was so effeminate he was just a female substitute. Then I realised that he had actually penetrated me and not the other way around. I reckoned that the only reason it had happened was because I was a little sensitive around there. I was no poof!! I still didn't care for these limp wrested queenie guys who lisped and minced around. No, I am a man!
During the following day I had avoided Chris politely but just after lunch he came across and said he had heard we were to be "all alone" again that night. I started to explain that I was going to have an early night but he suggested we hit a few bars. He assured me that he could "look 18" easily. I reckoned that going out was safer than staying in, to avoid temptation, and agreed.
Marie and Barbara dressed to the nines and headed out and five minutes later, Chris arrived. He had had his hair trimmed and did indeed, look older with a pair of tight jeans and a white t-shirt on he looked more like a bloke. As he assured me he came each year with his parents and knew his way around, I let him lead. We stumbled into a few street bars and then ended up in a club. I was a little bit drunk but I had been worse! It took a moment to realise it was a really mixed club. There were guys with guys, girls with girls, girls on their own and guys on their own. Guys were actually kissing in public and I actually saw two girls kissing each other. It was obscene, well at least the guys kissing were. I was on the point of leaving when Chris arrived back with a guy he knew who at least seemed to be straight even if he was black.
In perfect English, he said he was from Ghana and had been on the island for 6 years. I was puzzled how Chris knew this guy as he looked and acted straight -- none of the camp stuff! So here I was with a queer and a black guy having a conversation -- me, the guy who couldn't stand either! He chatted on about how he was involved in selling timeshare and had sold Chris's parents their one. So that explained that.
He suggested we go back to his apartment for some more drink. It was about 1.30am but I figured Marie would still be out and about so I agreed.
He had a really nice apartment in a new timeshare complex and we all got back and slumped down. He suggested we use the Jacuzzi which was empty and just beside his apartment. I thought it was great until I realised I didn't have any trunks. I asked if he had any spare but he suggested we just go in nude. I stripped off and slipped in first. Chris followed and the guy who told me his name was Tano, stripped off too. I really hope I didn't stare but he was hung like an elephant. His thick black cock was about 7 inches soft and hung down his leg. Chris nudged me and said "And that's before he's pleased to see you."
He slid in between me and Chris and we started to talk about football. I just kept thinking about his cock and what it must be like for a woman on the end of it. My dick started to rise. I put my hand over it but it was really hard and I didn't know why. Chris stood up to get his drink and his cock was stiff as hell too so I didn't feel so bad. Tano went to get another supply of beers and as he stood up, his cock had grown. It couldn't reach a full upright erection due to the weight but I figured it was about 10 inches long and so thick. The skin on the top had folded back and a purple head peeked out. He saw me look and walked over to me. "You like," he said?
"It is some size," I said.
"Touch it," he said.
"No you're ok," I replied.
He walked over to Chris and stood in front of him. Chris leaned forward and took the head of his cock in his mouth. He gripped the base with his right hand and the balls with his other as he expertly slid up and down on Tano's cock. I remember thinking, "Christ, another bloody queer!"
My cock was now painfully stiff and it was noticed by Tano. He pulled out of Chris's mouth and came over to stick the brute in front of me. He lifted me out of the water and my cock was there for all to see. He knelt in front of me and started to suck. It was just so amazing to see this black head sucking up and down on my cock. He jumped up and suggested a shower.
I thought, "Great that will cool us all down before I do something I might regret."
The wet room in the apartment was large enough for all of us and we stood showering. Chris went behind me and started to wash my back. It was really erotic and my cock was still stiff. He lathered my hole and was pushing fingers into me as he did so. Tano did the same to him. Chris the stood behind me and I felt his cock slip into me instead of his fingers. I was going to stop him but that familiar feeling from a few nights previously washed over me like a warm mist. He just stuck the head in and out before we all rinsed off and dried.
I was led into the bedroom and Chris was quick to lubricate me and pull on a condom. His cock slid in extremely easily. There was no pain, just a fullness and this warm mist. I was on my knees like a dog when Tano returned to stick his black cock in my mouth. I gripped it and did what I could. Chris was starting to really pick up speed before slowing and stopping. He climbed off the bed and went to wash his cock while I slurped on Tano.
When he returned he replaced Tano and stuck his cock in my mouth. I was a little disappointed but couldn't really beg him to go back and fuck me. After all I am straight. I was concentrating on sucking properly so was not immediately aware that the movement around my rear was in fact over ten inches of black thick meat attempting to enter me. I tried to protest but Chris held my jaw and Tano held my rear. He had a condom on, or should I say nearly on as it could not stretch over the whole cock, and was slowly pushing.
Initially I was fucking furious that he thought he could violate me in this way until the mist came. Chris passed a bottle of liquid under my nose and asked me to inhale. I did. I flow of heat rushed over me and I grabbed his cock as though it was the most fabulous think in the world. My face flushed and Tano was suddenly halfway up my arse.
He was good at it. He pulled back and gently pushed again and back and in. The next time Chris asked me to inhale, I did so deeply and was rewarded by having almost all the cock in me and Tano really started to fuck me. I was screaming with pleasure. Tano had his hand around and was wanking my cock, Chris was wanking furiously at my mouth and Tano was fucking me in the hole. Without any warning Chris fired a blast of boy cum straight in my face and mouth. Tano pushed with one almighty heave and fired off in my hole and my cock released its liquid to complete the trio of orgasms.
I collapsed. What had I done? What was I? I felt like some whore slut, some bitch in heat that needed cock. I was straight so what was I doing? I felt very guilty and slipped into the shower room to clean up. I was thankful that despite the hammering, for some reason there was no mess. Was I born for this??
I did not have any more experiences in Tenerife and Marie had some great sex. Well she let me shag her twice which was good for her.
Obviously as I am straight, I have put the whole thing down to a holiday experiment. I don't dislike black guys now and I don't dislike poofs either, oh sorry -- gays! In fact on Marie's girls night out on a Thursday I have taken to popping in to a gay bar in the town as the guys are so nice and I really want to prove that us straight guys can get on with them. They are so friendly and a couple of them who seem to live together, have actually invited me round to their flat tonight for some drinks. I don't like to be bad mannered so agreed. You see, if they don't mind us straights, then I don't mind gays.
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