“Honey, are you okay?” my husband Tommy asked.

I looked away from the amazing view of the sea and smiled at him.

“Yeah, I’m fine.”

The speedboat bounced of the swells and picked up speed as it entered the calmer waters of a deep bay. Tommy pulled back and the boat went from planing to digging in. In front of us my parent’s villa came into view and I saw my dad walking down to the little dock that held his boat.

It was a warm summer evening in July and Tommy and I had decided to take some time off work and visit my parents. We needed to get away from the bustling city and have some “us” time. We had dropped the kids off at his parents before driving to the sea and then getting on the boat. It felt strange leaving them behind, but at 10 and 12 Johnny and Sara were a handful.

Tommy threw the rope to my dad who caught it one handed and tied it to a post.

“Welcome, how was the trip?”

“Good, the water was perfect and it only took us thirty minutes to get here,” said Tommy.

He went onto the dock and I began to pass him our bags and the food we had bought. The island had no shop, only three other villas spread widely apart. My dad had called with a list which we had taken care off before leaving the city.

“Come up to the house, your mother is waiting,” said Dad and grabbed two of the plastic bags with food and drink.

It was a bit of a walk back to the house, first up the rocks and then through some woods. When we arrived, I notice my parents had had the house painted recently and the garden was in perfect condition with flowers everywhere. My mother stood on the porch with her arms open.

“My dear, let me look at you,” she said and held me at arm’s length after hugging me.

“I’m fine, just a little tired.”

“Are you sure, you look a bit skinny? Are you feeding her?” she said to Tommy.

“She eats like a horse, you know that.”

Mom put her arm around me and we went inside. The smells and the house reminded me of my teenage years, spending the entire summer, playing, fishing, tanning, and later on drinking and partying with the other kids whose parents owned the villas.

It was a good time, not caring and not worrying about anything or anyone. I had had my first crush, my first sexual experience on the island and my first threesome, and that was what I was nervous about.

“Is Mike around?” I asked my dad after dropping off our bags in my old room.

“Yeah, he is. He arrived a few days ago with his wife and kids.”

“Cool.”

“Who’s Mike,” asked Tommy.

I took my husband's hands in mine. “He is my old crush, we dated when we were sixteen.”

“Oh, okay. So you brought me here where your old flame is?”

“Shut up, it was a long time ago. Even after we broke up we stayed friends and you know that.”

Tommy laughed. “I’m just fucking with you.”

We had lunch with my parents and then I told them I wanted to go and see Mike by myself. Tommy gave me a look and I just patted his cheek and kissed him goodbye. I crossed the lawn and followed a narrow path through the trees. I had made this trip many times over the years. Sometime horny and sometimes well fucked by Mike going the other direction, back home. His parents often went back and forth during that time, which meant he was alone days in a row. It suited us fine since it gave us time to explore each other.

I came out into an opening where a house stood, similar to my parents but with a smaller garden. I heard children laughing and when I knocked on the door a tall brunette opened.

“Yes?”

“Hi, I’m Brandy, a childhood friend of Mike’s. Is he here?”

She obviously wasn’t happy to see me there, but she called over her shoulder,
“Mike, there is a Brandy asking for you.”

I heard a glass drop and break against the floor, followed by a string of swear words.

After a second Mike came into view. “Sorry, honey, I broke a glass. Could you clean it up while I speak to Brandy? ”

“Whatever,” said his wife and left.

He pushed me outside and closed the door behind him.

“What the hell are you doing here?”

“Wow, nice to see you too, Mike.”

He sighed. “Sorry, but Sandra, my wife, she is a very jealous woman and I don’t want to fuck up our time off.”

“Sorry, but I need your help.”

“What? We haven’t spoken in at least five years and now you need my help, with what?”

I looked around to make sure no one was around. “Tommy, my husband, I think he is bisexual but too scared to tell me.”

“So, what do you want me to do?”

I tilted my head and smiled up at him. “Do I need to remind you what happened in this house?”

He blushed. “No, I do remember.”

“Good, now go and put your big boy pants on and tell your wife you are coming for dinner in two days.”

“Why in two days?”

“My parents are leaving and we will have the house to ourselves.”

“Oh, I see. So, nothing has changed, Brandy is still playing games and making people do things against their will for her own amusement.”

“Fuck you. You wanted to suck Brandon’s cock as much as I did. All I did was to accommodate the situation so you could without being weirded out.”

Mike looked at me, and then simply turned around and opened the door.

“Dinner is served at eight, in two days, be on time.” I said to his back.

oOo

Twenty years earlier, one hot summer day.

“Are you okay? You are sweating,” I said to Mike and giggled.

“ Uhhu I’m fine,” his voice was tight. I could see his hands tightening around the fishing rod he was holding. His gaze was fixed on the red and white float that was bobbing in the water.

“Do you like it?”

“Can you stop talking?”

“Sorry.”

I glanced down where my hand was stroking his cock. I had taken it out through the zipper on his shorts. The cockhead was dark red and some precum was oozing out. I let my thumb spread it around a bit and Mike gasped.

“I guess you do like it.”

“Brandy!”

I kept going in silence, not being able to take my eyes off his cock. It was such an amazing thing. All I had to do was to breath into his ear or lay my hand on his thigh and he went hard. This was the first time he had actually let me touch it. I guess he was a bit nervous, which wasn’t strange. He was a good talker, but when it came down to it, he was a shy boy.

“Oh, shit,” he moaned.

Out of his cock squirted his cum landing on his shorts and then flowed down over my hand as I kept on stroking him. He shivered and then pushed my hand away. Putting his cock back into his shorts he kept on staring at the water.

I wiped the cum off my hand on the dock and then leaned over and washed the last off with sea water. When I sat down next to him I asked, “So, how was it?”

“Good.”

“C’mon, dude.”

He turned to me and smiled. “It was fucking awesome, okay? Much better than doing it myself.”

I kissed his cheek. “Cool, I’m happy you liked it.”

We sat in silence for a while. This was a big deal for us. We were only sixteen and this was the furthest either of us had gone as far as sex. I guess, I was the instigator. Ever since I could remember I had thought sex was something exciting and mysterious. I usually hang out with the older girls at school and listen to them talking about their experiences. It would be nice being able to tell them I had jerked off a guy when I met them in the fall.

“Let’s go back, I’m hungry,” said Mike and pulled in the line.

“What’s for dinner?”

He sighed. “Since my parents are gone, I guess frozen pizza.”

“That works.”

We walked back to the house and when we reached it we could hear the phone ringing inside. Mike dropped his fishing stuff and ran into the house to answer. When I walked in he was about to hang up.

“Who was it?”

“Brandon’s mom.”

“Who’s Brandon?”

“A kid I grew up with before we moved and I met you.”

“Oh, is he alright.”

“Sure, they have a place on an island close by and his parents are going into town for the weekend and his mom wondered if Brandon could hang out with me.”

“You didn’t mention me?”

He smiled at me. “You don’t know his family, they are kind of conservative. Having Brandon stay here with a girl in the house would be a big no, no.”

“Okay, what’s he like?”

Mike went into the kitchen and opened the freezer. “Pepperoni or four cheeses?”

“Pepperoni.”

“Brandon is quite shy, so you have to be easy around him. Apart from that he is alright, a good friend.”

He put the pizzas in the oven and then took out two beers from the fridge. We weren’t supposed to drink, but Mike’s parents were cool about it, as long as we didn’t touch the hard stuff they kept in a cupboard in the living room. Of course we had taken a few shots from his dad’s single malt but that was enough. Way too strong for me.

After dinner we put on a movie and about half way through it, we heard a boat honking. I stayed in the house while Mike went to pick up Brandon. I was a bit disappointed to be honest. I had hoped that Mike would be curious about touching me that night and I could finally experience how it felt like being touched by someone else. I loved playing with my pussy and I did it a lot at home.

I heard the front door open and laughter. I went to meet them in the hallway.

“Who is she?” said Brandon when he saw me. He was a skinny boy with a mop of brown hair on his head. His cheeks were flushed and I didn’t know if it was from seeing me or from the hike up from the dock.

“I’m Brandy and I’m Mike’s girlfriend?”

Brandon turned to Mike. “You have a girlfriend?” he said it as if it was the most amazing thing in the world.

“Yeah, we have been dating since June.”

I shook Brandon’s hand and then the boys went to drop off Brandon’s stuff in the guest room. I got three beers from the fridge and waited for them in the living room. I had noted that Brandon had stared at my boobs. Not that I was naked but my halter top didn’t leave much to the imagination. If I lifted my arms above my head the bottom of my boobs were visible. I felt sexy dressed like that and I hoped Mike would like it too.

“Sorry, the last time I saw Mike he was into board games and such. Now he has a girlfriend and all,” said Brandon when he sat down in one of the chairs. Mike sat next to me on the sofa.

“Oh, how cute is that. What was he like as a young boy?” I asked.

“Shy, a bit lost I guess.”

“What about you Brandon, do you have a girlfriend.”

He laughed. “Thanks, for thinking so, but honestly Brandy, look at me. I’m not exactly god’s gift to women, plus my parents would never let me have someone.”

“Oh, there is someone for everyone. I bet you will meet a nice girl one day.”

“Right.” he sipped from his beer and smacked his mouth. “Wow that was nice, my parents don't let me drink either.”

We spent the rest of the evening talking and drinking. Around midnight Brandon went to bed and we soon followed. Of course we slept in the same room.

When Mike crept down under the sheets I said, “I have a surprise.”

“What?”

I took his hand and placed it on my naked pussy.

“Oh shit, it’s so warm and soft. Can I see?”

I turned on the light and pulled down the sheet. I only had a little hair above the slit. Mike stared at it, then he poked it with his index finger. “I have only seen pussy in porn.”

“I know, baby and that’s why I thought you might want to see and touch mine but please, don’t poke it. That’s not the way to make me feel good.”

“Sorry. I guess I need to find your clit?”

“Yes!”

“Okay, where is it?”

That made me laugh. “C’mon, you took sex sex-ed with me. You know where it is.”

“Just fucking with you.” he put the pad of his index finger on my clit and gently began to move it back and forth. My body reacted immediately and I became wet.

“Oh, look, its swelling.” He had his face close to it inspecting it like it was something from a different planet.

“Lick it.”

He looked up at me. “Do you want me too?”

“Mm.”

I closed my eyes and when his soft tongue began to dance over my clit, I let go of a long moan. He became more adventurous and nibbled at the lips and then he gently inserted a finger inside me.

“Fuck, it’s hot, wet and tight.”

“Uhhu, please don’t stop.”

He continued to slide his finger in and out while licking my clit. The orgasm grew in my body and I arched my back and my fingers dug into the sheet.

“Yes, Mike, yes, yes, yes!”

“Shh, Brandon can hear you.”

“I don’t give a fuck,” I moaned loudly as the orgasm rolled over me. Mike stopped kissing and finger fucking me and lay down next to me. I turned and kissed him deeply.

“That was amazing, tomorrow I will suck your cock.”

“What, no! Please do it now, Brandy, please. I’m so horny.”

“No, you have to wait.”

“Bitch.”

I giggled and turn over onto my side and closed my eyes.

When I woke up the following morning I heard sounds from the kitchen and since Mike was sleeping next to me it meant Brandon was awake. I got up and after put on my robe I made my way towards the sounds.

“Morning , Brandon. Wow, it smells great.”

“Hi, yeah, I guess you two need some proper food after seeing all the pizza cartons.”

On the stove he had, bacon, eggs, bowls of fruit and coffee brewing in a pot. He had his back towards me and I sat down at the kitchen table.

“C’mon, serve it up, I’m starving.”

When he turned my jaw dropped and I actually gasped out loud.

“Are you okay, you look pale?” he said coming towards me. He was dressed in a T-shirt and his boxer shorts. As he walked there was no way I could miss the large cock swaying against his thigh for every step he took.

“Yeah, I’m fine. It just all this wonderful food.”

When he stood next to me it was hard to take my eyes off what was hiding behind the fabric and I felt really guilty when my body reacted. My nipples became hard and my pussy began to moist up inside my panties. I knew what I was thinking was wrong, I loved Mike, he loved me, but me being me thought, maybe, just maybe, I could make something work out.

“Is Mike on his way down?”

“Not sure, give him a shout.”

Brandon did and after the third try I heard Mike answer. A few minutes later he walked in dressed like Brandon but sporting some serious morning wood.

“Lord, Mike. Please, I’m eating, cover that shit up,” I said and giggled.

“Sorry,” he sat down and then Brandon placed his breakfast in front of him and then his own.

“So, what should we do?” he asked.

I looked out the window at the sunny day with no wind, at least not enough to make the tree tops sway. “We could go to the beach?”

“Cool, I’m up for that,” said Mike.

“Beach it is,” said Brandon.

It was a twenty minute walk to what we called the beach which was in fact a small cove with a few yards of pebble mixed sand. We used yoga mats to lie on or it would be impossible to lay down for long. The water was like a mirror and the sun was shining in from the opening of the cove. It didn’t take long before I was sweating and decided on a swim. I asked Mike if he wanted to join me, but he was in conversation with Brandon and pretty much ignored me.

As I swam out I couldn’t get my mind of what I had seen during breakfast. Both boys wore swimming trunks and during the walk I had stolen glances at the thing dangling between Brandon’s legs. He seemed completely unaware of what he had there. I guess if he had never had a girlfriend or even dated a girl no one would have told him, poor kid.

When I swam back, I saw Brandon got up and put on a mask and snorkel he had found in the house.

“You won’t see much, the water isn’t very clear,” I said as I walked up to them.

“We’ll see. I might be a while, so don’t worry.”

When he was gone, I lay down next to Mike. “So, what were you talking about?”

“Oh, the usual boy’s talk.”

“Really, girls and sex, then?”

He laughed. “How did you guess?”

“Did you tell him about what we have done?”

He looked out to sea.

“Mike?”

“Yeah, maybe a little.”

“Really, and you think that’s okay? I might want my sex life private.”

He gave me a long glance. “You started it. Brandon heard us last night, and I told you to be quiet.”

“Oh shit.”

“Yeah, he wanted to know if we have fucked and how it was.”

“And..?”

“I told him the truth that we haven’t.”

I gave him a kiss. “Thanks for being honest and not lying about it.”

While I kissed him I had placed my palm on his tummy’s warm skin and slowly moved it down. By the time it slid inside his shorts he was hard and ready.

“Do you remember what I promised?”

“Yeah, a blowjob.”

“Exactly!”

I pulled down his shorts until he was naked and then lay between his legs. I took his cock in one hand and stroke it a few times before I licked the head. It was so soft and hot under my touch.

“Wow, that’s incredible,” he moaned.

Then I took him in my mouth, holding him there for a few seconds before beginning to bob my head up and down. This was my first blowjob so I wasn’t too sure if I was doing it right, but judging from the sounds coming from Mike, I was.

Once in a while I would stop, and just lick the shaft or his balls, I wanted to draw it out. I also hadn’t decided on if I should take his load in my mouth or finish him off with my hand.

That was resolved a few minutes later when he shot his load while I had his entire cock in my mouth. I swallowed the best I could and then spat out the rest on the stones. I reached for a bottle of water that we had brought and rinsed my mouth.

Mike lay on his back with a grin on his face and a limp cock. I lifted it up between thumb and index finger and it fell back, dead, emptied.

“Honey, that was the best thing I have ever felt,” he said.

“Glad you liked it, but I think actually fucking is better, don’t you?”

He sat up and smiled at me. “You are right, it must be.”

There was a crack in the woods behind us, someone had stepped on a dry branch. I turned and there, just some twenty yards from where we were stood Brandon with his mask and snorkel in one hand and his cock in his other. Cum oozed down from the tip in long strands and his face was flushed.

“Holy shit that was so sexy, thanks man!” he called out.

I turned to Mike. “Thanks man?”

“Well, you see he asked if he could watch and I felt sorry for him.”

I was about to explode when I had an idea. “Yeah, you are such a nice friend. So, I’m going to ask you for a favour.”

“Cool, anything.”

Brandon still stood with his dick out behind us. “I want to suck and be fucked by that,” I said and pointed.

Mike paled and he looked unsure what to say, but finally mumbled. “Isn’t that a bit extreme?”

“Nope, I think it’s fair. However, since you are my boyfriend, you get to fuck me first, while I suck him.”

“Brandon, get down here and clean your dick in the water.” I called out.

He walked past us and out into the water and did what I had asked him. Meanwhile, I had figured the best way was for me to ride Mike while sucking Brandon. I pushed Mike down on his back and then took off my bikini so I was naked. I straddled his legs and by the time my pussy was hovering above his cock he was hard again. I figured it would hurt a little, but I was ready for it, my horniness had taken over any reasoning.

“Ready?” I asked and looked Mike in the eye.

He nodded. I lowered myself and closed my eyes. His cock slid in a few inches and then I basically let myself drop. There was sharp sting and something ripped. I yelped and gasped and stayed where I was.

“Are you okay, honey?”

“Mm, just peachy, baby,” my voice trembling.

When I opened my eyes, I saw Brandon standing next to us. His cock hard with a large red cockhead. I reached for it with my hand, I my fingers could not meet, it was so thick. I licked the head and Brandon moved closer. Suddenly my jaws ached and my lips were stretched further than I thought possible. I began to ride Mike, Slowly at first, but then faster while sucking on Brandon. I managed to find a rhythm, but it didn’t last long because to my surprise I came first.

I couldn’t moan much since my mouth was full but my back arched and my pussy contracted hard. A few minutes later I felt Mike’s cock jerk and now I was filled with his cum.

Brandon’s cock slid out and I gasped for air and I rolled over onto my back.

“Holy shit, that was so much better than having my pussy eaten,” I said and giggled.

“I totally agree.” said Mike.

“Hey, guys, are you going to leave me hanging?” said Brandon in a sad voice.

“Oh shit, I’m sorry. Do you want me to take care of you?” I offered.

“Nope, I want Mike to.”

There was a long silence where only the lapping of the water could be heard. “Why?” asked Mike.

“Yeah, he is not into guys, and I’m offering, you can even fuck me if you want.”

Brandon sat down on one of the yoga mats, still with a hard on. He sighed and then said, “Look, I’m bisexual, and I have been as far back as I can remember.”

“Cool, we are fine with that,” said Mike.

“The thing is, I think deep inside you, I think you would like to try cock, Mike.”

Mike blushed before saying, “You are crazy, I have no interest in guys.”

Brandon tilted his head. “Not so sure about that. I saw how you looked at my cock while Brandy was sucking it, more than at her actually.”

“Is that true, Mike?” I asked.

He blushed again. “So, what. That doesn’t mean…”

I cut him off by taking his hand and placing it on Brandon’s cock. There was another silence. Brandon looking at Mike’s hand on his cock, and Mike staring at me.

“Go ahead, just stroke it a little,” I suggested.

He did and Brandon let go of a gasp and closed his eyes.

“How does it feel?” I asked Mike

“Hard and soft at the same time.” His voice was a bit husky and he was now jerking his friend off.

“Try kissing the tip,” I prodded.

Like a zombie he leaned forward and I shifted a bit so I had a better view. Mike kissed the cockhead and came away with a strand of precum on his upper lip. “C’mon, suck him a little,” I moaned, becoming extremely horny by what I was watching.

He did and before I knew it, he was taking most of Brandon’s thick cock as far back as he could. Brandon had fallen back and lay on his back while Mike lay between his legs.

The sound of my boyfriend sucking cock drove me to fingering myself.

When Brandon began making moaning sounds and his body tensed Mike stopped sucking but jerked him off until he came hard squirting several large globs of cum that landed on his chest and covered Mike’s hand. I came almost at the same time and when it was over we lay in the sun each of us in their own thoughts about what we had done.

We must all have liked it because we spent the rest of the time until Brandon’s parents came to pick him up fucking and sucking. Brandon wanted to fuck Mike at one point, but he refused. I understood him because when Brandon had fucked my pussy it felt like a gaping hole afterwards, he was so big. Once Brandon had left, Mike changed. He didn’t mention what had happened and when I brought up the experience he didn’t want to talk about it.

We spent the rest of the summer together, but since we lived in different towns once autumn started we drifted apart and the relationship ended. To this day I can still remember the beauty of watching Mike sucking Brandon on that beach and I wanted my husband to experience the same thing.

oOo

Present Day

It’s funny how a couple of bottles of wine can get people to open up about their darkest secrets. I was sipping on mine listening to Tommy tell Mike about our visits to the swingers clubs in the city. It was something we never spoke of in public, but Tommy had opened up to Mike. It was like they had been best friends forever. Mike had always had that effect on people. He was just a very likeable guy.

“So, there I was finger-fucking this hot twenty-year old and next to me, Brandy was sucking a guy her dad’s age, it was such a surreal situation,” said Tommy and drank from his wine.

Mike gave me a look and I nodded.“Tommy, what about you, have you ever thought about sucking cock?”

He laughed. “No, I like pussy too much.”

Mike smiled. “What if I told you I have done it and it’s quite the experience?”

“Really? Brandy never mentioned you being bisexual.”

“I’m not, it was just something I tried when I was younger.”

“Well, if it was that good, why haven’t you done it more often?”

Mike shrugged his shoulders and refilled our glasses. “Not sure, maybe I haven’t met the right guy.”

“What’s it like, sucking cock I mean?” asked Tommy.

I saw a small smile on his lips and a glimmer in his eyes. He leaned in closer for the answer.

“It’s different from licking pussy, that’s for sure. It’s hard to explain, all I can say is, you should try it next time you go swinging.”

That was my cue. I put my hand on Tommy’s thigh. “Do you remember that married couple we met last month, Jim and Sara?”

“Yeah, what about them?”

“Jim told me he wanted to try it out with a guy. I thought it would be something you could do with him.”

Tommy’s eyes widened a little as the memory of the thirty something couple came back. Sara was a tight short woman with just the right curves and Tommy had fucked her hard. Jim had quite a long torpedo shaped cock that he had slid into my ass and I had loved every inch of it.

“You sure about that, he seemed very much into women?”

“Yes, he told me, I promise. I’m totally fine with it if you want to try it with him.”

“Yeah, come to think of it, why not. I mean, you only live once and I might as well try it.”

I put a finger on his cheek and pulled him close and kissed him. Then I whispered in his ear. “But wouldn’t it be better if you had a little experience first?”

“What do you mean, honey?”

“Look.” I nodded my head towards Mike, who sat with his pants open sporting a serious hard on.

Tommy didn’t say anything, he just stared at the cock for a few seconds before slowly getting up and then knelt before Mike.

“Yeah, take it in your hand and stroke it,” said Mike.

Tommy followed his instructions and then turned to me. “Fuck, it’s hard and warm.”

“Isn’t it sexy?”

“Mm,” he mumbled and then gently licked the cockhead. It didn’t take him long before he was gobbling Mike’s cock like if it was an ice cream. The room filled with wet noises and Mike’s moans.

I moved in closer and said, “Honey, make sure you take the cock far back before he comes.”

I had just finished the sentence when Mike gave a long moan and I put my hand on my husband’s head pushing him down a little. I heard him swallow three times before I let go of him.

He slowly got up wiping some cum off his chin. Turning to me he said, “That was the weirdest but the sexiest thing I have ever done.”

I kissed him deeply, tasting Mike which brought back memories of another time. When we came apart I smiled at Tommy. “You are so ready for Jim.”