Things went into high gear for me after the toy show. My mind was set. Paula and Eric had a secluded cabin where they liked to go for weekend getaways. I had been invited to join them, even before the toy show. The toy show had made it so easy to say yes.

The toy show had been a game changer for me. Before that show, I had entertained the fantasy of meeting them, but never dreamed it might actually happen. It's a fun fantasy to entertain alone in my bed in the wee hours, but is it something I'm really ready for?

Regardless of whether I'm ready or not, here I am. I glanced at my phone, checking the address a final time. This was the place. my heart pounded in my chest as I fixed my hair in the rearview mirror, grinning sheepishly at myself. I grabbed my bag and stepped from the car, closing the door.

As soon as my door slammed shut, the cabin door creaked open. I wondered if they had seen me fixing my hair and steeling my nerves before I had exited the car.

"Be cool, Scott. Just be fucking cool," I assured myself as I reached the short set of stairs leading up to the front door.

Before I could climb the first stair, the door swung open, revealing Paula and Eric standing arm in arm. We had seen a lot of each other, but this was our first true meeting. I paused, wanting to savour the moment.

Paula was beautiful - even more so in person, I thought - in a breezy yellow summer dress. Her dark curly hair was pulled back in a ponytail, and she sported a pair of Jackie Onassis sunglasses. Eric looked comfortable in navy basketball shorts and a pale blue striped T-shirt. He also wore sunglasses, but I could see see crow's feet in the corners of his eyes as a huge grin creased his face.

Suddenly I felt self-conscious. Eric and Paula were considerably younger - and I knew that - but their appearance really drove the point home. They could have been college students on summer break, if I hadn't known better.

Paula was the first to move, gliding toward the stairs and descending the first step. Eric spoke up from behind her as she moved toward me.

"Scott, so nice of you to join us," he said, his voice warm and casual.

Paula surprised me by extending her arms and wrapping me in a warm embrace. I awkwardly dropped my bag and reciprocated, while Eric chuckled.

"We should have warned you, we're huggers," Eric laughed.

My mind was swimming with thoughts. I admired the softness of her skin, the faint lavender scent she wore, and the way her stray curls brushed against my cheek. It was a beautiful moment, and then it was gone. She retreated up the stairs, giving me a great view of her full bottom.

"Well don't just stand there, Scott. Or were you waiting on a porter?" Eric quipped, gesturing toward the open door.

"We're much more casual around here," Paula teased, disappearing back inside.

Eric leaned on the railing and watched me grab my bag and slowly climb the stairs. When I reached the landing, he gave me a playful punch on the shoulder followed by a bone-crunching hug. It was a little surprising, but welcome all the same.

I strolled through the doorway, with Eric close behind. Paula was just finishing unpacking groceries into the pantry and refrigerator. Their luggage still sat in the middle of the floor.

"We were about to send out a search party for you, Scott. We thought you'd changed your mind or maybe gotten lost," Eric joked.

"Don't listen to him, we've only just gotten here ourselves," Paula said, rolling here eyes at her husband's mock dramatics.

"Yes, only just, but we're already late for a dip in the hot tub."

With that, Eric quickly tugged his shirt off over his head and slipped his shorts down, kicking them off his feet. Suddenly he was naked and grinning in front of me, as if it was the most normal thing in the world.

Before I could pick my jaw up off the floor, he turned and disappeared outside the patio door. From behind me, Paula's laughter tinkled. I turned to see her standing there in just her bra and panties, with her dress now draped over an arm.

"I have to duck into the bathroom quickly, but you should join my husband. He won't bite - I promise."

She stepped forward, standing on her tip toes, and planted a quick kiss on my lips. I could feel my cheeks burning as I turned back to the patio door. That's when I noticed Eric, standing outside with a cigarette dangling from his lips, grinning about the exchange that he'd just witnessed.

"I really am glad you're here, Scott," Paula said as she disappeared around the corner.

I shrugged, to myself, I suppose as I kicked off my sandals. I unbuttoned my shirt and stripped out of my khaki shorts. I glanced at the patio door, suddenly very curious if Eric was watching me. It's hard to admit, but I was a little disappointed to see him busy wrestling the cover off the hot tub.

Eric turned as I closed the door behind me. He flicked his cigarette into the fire pit and swung first one leg and then the other over the side of the hot tub. He slipped casually into one of the seats with an exaggerated sigh.

I could feel his eyes on me as I walked to the hot tub and quickly got in, happy to have the water hide a little of my nakedness. I settled in and got comfortable very quickly. Before long, Eric and I were laughing and joking like old friends.

The time flew by. Paula must have gotten distracted with her unpacking, because she hadn't joined us yet. Suddenly the jets in the hot tub stopped.

"Every fifteen minutes or so, you need to restart the jets. You're not supposed to spend too long in this heat," Eric explained, rising to reach the controls.

The jets roared to life again as Eric returned to his seat. His leg brushed against mine, probably accidentally. I surprised myself by reaching out and taking his semi-erect cock in my hand. Eric wasn't startled at all by my forwardness, in fact he turned and took a half step closer.

His hand reached down, encircling mine, with his cock rapidly stiffening in my fingers. He guided my hand, stroking his cock with it. I could feel him pulse and throb. He moaned quietly, so quietly I could hardly hear him over the tub.

"You're very good at that, Scott. It feels so good," he said, removing his hand from mine as I continued to stroke him.

I was disappointed when he returned to his seat across the hot tub from me. My heart was pounding in my chest. I couldn't believe how *normal* it had felt to hold Eric's cock and make it come to life.

Slowly, I ran my foot up the inside of Eric's leg. When I passed his knee, he leaned back and opened his legs a little wider, giving me easier access. My foot found his prick and massaged it. It was exciting to feel him thrust his hips, grinding his cock against my toes.

Fucking hell! I had a wicked hard-on and I hadn't even noticed. I reached down and started tugging my own cock as I worked Eric's with my foot. Soon I had both feet on his pecker. The water in the tub sloshed as he thrust his hips, fucking my feet.

Eric slipped to his knees, his prick still sandwiched between my feet. He quickly found my cock and started to pump it with both hands. I closed my eyes for a moment, and when I opened them, Eric was staring at me like no man ever before.

The lust in his eyes was really exciting me, and I was starting to worry that I might cum if he didn't stop or at least slow down. Honestly, at that moment I had forgotten all about Paula, until the noise of the closing door startled me out of my trance.

Paula stood, smiling, just outside the patio door. She had three towels under one arm, and a drink in the other. She was gloriously naked. I watched her breasts sway as she walked toward us. When she turned to set the towels on a chair, I could just see her pussy lips peeking at me from between her legs.

Eric had settled back into his seat. I glanced at him, to see him taking in the view as well. He startled me when he spoke.

"Fuck, Paula, what happened to you? Scott is terrible company in the hot tub. I thought I was going to have to excuse myself and look for some entertainment elsewhere," Eric said with a mock scowl.

"Hmm, really? That's funny, because I could have sworn you were on your knees playing with Scott's cock when I stepped outside."

"Oh yeah. I guess I was, a little, but he started it," Eric said, splashing water at me.

"Is this true, Scott?"

"Well yes, but I was doing a good deed..." I started to explain.

"So my husband's cock is a charity case, Scott?" she said as we all laughed.

"He lost his balance and almost fell. I grabbed his cock to steady him. It was totally unintentional, and then he got so damn hard!"

Paula playfully reached into the water, taking her husband's cock in hand.

"He *is* awfully hard. You must have a good grip," she joked.

"His hand was doing fine," Eric added, "but fucking his feet was amazing."

Paula pretended to be shocked, shaking her head and waggling her finger at us.

"You boys are just awful!"

"Quite the opposite! Come try us!" Eric said loudly, grabbing Paula's hips and forcing her down on his lap.

We all laughed merrily as water again sloshed out of the tub.

Paula's breasts were barely below the surface, looking full and round. I watched as Eric cupped them and tweaked her hard nipples.

Eric shifted to the edge of his seat, pushing Paula forward so that her hands rested on my knees. Eric took my hands, placing them on his wife's tits. I felt Paula's hand slide up my thigh, finding my hard baton and slowly squeezing it.

"Mmm, Scott. You're a big boy. You have a nice thick cock. I'm so glad Eric has you hard for me."

My only response was to sink back in my seat and moan. It felt heavenly having her stroke my cock in the warm water. There was some more splashing and sloshing, but I didn't open my eyes right away.

Paula continued to pump my cock as I held my eyes closed. When she began to slow her ministrations, I did open my eyes for a look. Eric was holding her by her ponytail and feeding his cock into her mouth. The view was spectacular!

There were lots of wet sloppy noises as Eric fucked Paula's mouth. I had to admit, Eric had a fine cock. It was long and fairly thick, with a wicked left hook. Paula swallowed all of it, and made it look easy. I think maybe my cock was a little longer, and about as thick. I had no doubt that Paula could easily swallow mine as well.

Suddenly, it was time to find out. Paula took one final deep suck, and then released Eric's cock from her mouth with a pop. She pulled me to my feet, before getting on her knees. She held my cock in both hands and ran her tongue around the head like it was a lollipop. She took her time - what a tease!

Eric stood next to me now, stroking himself, as he hungrily looked on. Paula continued to toy with me, popping just the head of my cock in and out of her mouth and using lots of licks and sucks. Finally she built into a good rhythm, wrapping her lips around me, and sliding my entire shaft between her lips.

She was good - very good. I don't ever remember having a sweeter set of lips on my organ. She sucked and sucked, the tip of her nose grazing on my belly as she took my whole cock over and over. All the while, Eric just stood next to me, grunting and tugging away on himself.

With another pop, she released my cock, taking a deep breath. She still had her hand wrapped around my meat, stroking up and down. She pointed my cock toward her husband, gazing up at him.

"You want some of this...?" she said, but before the words were even out of her mouth, Eric was down on his knees in the hot tub beside her.

His only answer was to immediately deepthroat my cock. Oh fuck, and he was good too - very good. I had to wonder just how much they 'practiced' together. Paula still held my cock while her husband sucked me. She continued to stroke me whenever she could.

I was panting a little, with my mouth wide open. That's when Paula really surprised me. She leaned in and kissed me passionately, her tongue darting into my mouth. Our tongues wrestled while Eric practically devoured my cock. I could feel myself getting close to cumming.

Eric must have sensed it and eased up a bit. I couldn't decide if I was disappointed or not. I'd never cum for another man before, and he had me so fucking close. As I was kissing Paula, Eric released me from his mouth but continued to stroke me slowly.

"You guys look so fucking hot, kissing and touching. I guess I was right about us having good chemistry."

"You should give him a break," Paula giggled, "I think he is getting to the point of no return..."

"I know," Eric laughed, "his cock is dripping precum like a faucet! I'm not complaining or anything..."

Paula laughed then too, and then the pair started licking my cock together, passing it back and forth between them. They paid a lot of attention to my pee hole, flicking their tongues against it as if savouring a delicacy.

"He tastes wonderful, doesn't he?" Paula mused aloud.

Eric only grinned and nodded.

"Let me try yours again, baby," she said as Eric stood up.

She kissed me briefly before turning her head to swallow her husband's cock again. He seemed suddenly weak in the knees, and placed his hand on my shoulder to steady himself. A soft moan escaped his lips. I reached around behind him and gently squeezed and caressed his bottom, while he groaned and wriggled - clearly enjoying his wife's mouth.

I didn't even see it coming. Suddenly Paula held Eric's cock inches away from my lips. Both of them just watched me, flashing broad grins. I paused, probably just briefly, but it seemed like an eternity to me. Then I was doing it - just like that.

Gingerly, I accepted his throbbing manhood in my mouth, sucking just the tip at first as Paula began to kiss her way down his shaft. Paula and I worked well together. I found myself eagerly sucking Eric's cock while Paula's mouth worked on his balls and asshole.

Eric moaned and encouraged both of us. He had a hand on the back of our heads as we worked our oral magic on him. I could hardly believe the sensations I was feeling. I was enjoying myself. It felt good to be able to give another man that pleasure - and not at all weird.

Everything about what I was feeling now was new and different, but not at all troubling to me. Every throb and twitch, every groan, every bit of pressure applied to the back of my head was just immersing me more and more fully in this new world - fucking a married couple.

"Well, boys, I'd suggest we move things into the bedroom before we make a mess and have to drain the hot tub," Paula giggled.

I was looking right into Eric's eyes. I thought I saw disappointment flicker across his face, but I can't be sure. He simply nodded in response to Paula's statement, helping us to our feet.

I was the first to leave the hot tub. Eric playfully spanked my ass when I threw my leg over the side. I yelped and then we all grinned and giggled.

Paula shrieked as Eric grabbed her, enthusiastically wrapping his arms around her and dipping her for a theatrical kiss. I extended my arms, offering paula a helping hand out of the tub. She grasped my hands just as Eric grasped her hips.

He held her hips and lined his cock up with her entrance, pushing his length into her in one smooth thrust. Her grip on my hands tightened and she began to moan. It was incredibly erotic holding her hands in mine as her husband pounded her slit.

Their wet bodies slapped together, sounding loud in the calm night air. Paula was really moaning now. Eric seemed relentless, withdrawing his entire length before pushing forward into his wife again and again.

Eric withdrew himself fully now, causing a moan to escape her lips. He slapped one ass cheek, and then the other, as she wriggled and writhed.

"I'm so fucking horny now," Paula moaned breathlessly, "I need both of your cocks now - like *right* now."

Paula and Eric stepped from the tub. For a moment, the three of us just stood there. Paula and I were face to face on the small platform next to the hot tub, with Eric pressed tightly against her backside.

We were all wedged so tightly together that when Paula kissed me, I could feel Eric's warm breath on my cheek. My hard-on was pressed against her belly, and as stiff as iron.

I reached between her legs as we kissed, and I could feel Eric's cock sliding in and out of her as I rubbed my finger against her clit. Paula had both hands on my head, fingers tangled in my hair.

She was moaning into my mouth. Whenever she broke away from me to gasp for air, I studied her face. She was so beautiful in those moments, with her sparkling green eyes and rosy cheeks.

I was rubbing her pussy with my left hand, and massaging her breasts in turn with my right. I was about to lean in and kiss her again when she spoke.

"Oh shit, I'm going to cum. It's only a little one. Eric, you hold still and feel me cum on your cock. Scott, don't fucking stop!"

I felt her body stiffen, and then go limp against me. Her face was buried in my neck, muffling her cries. She trembled like a leaf while I held her in my arms. Her orgasm peaked and then began to subside.

"That feels so good, babe. You sure you don't want me to fill you with cum?" Eric whispered in her ear.

"You promised Scott a clean pussy to lick and fuck, as I recall," breathed Paula, her orgasm subsiding.

"When you're right, you're right," her husband replied, with a playful slap on her backside.

Eric withdrew his cock, brushing past me on his way to the towels. He grabbed one and threw the other two to me, one at a time. Paula was clinging to my neck, and grinding her body against my hard-on.

Paula and I dried each other off while Eric smoked a cigarette. He was watching us intently all the while. Eric was silhouetted against the window, and I could see his cock twitch as my hands roamed all over his wife's body. I think we were all really savouring the moment.

"It's chilly out here. I'd better get you hunks inside before you wither," Paula giggled.

She kissed me passionately first, and then turned and stepped to her husband, sharing a deep kiss with him as well. She kissed me again, before grasping a cock in each hand and leading us toward the bedroom door.

To be continued...