My husband, Michael, and I have always been keen travellers. But it is only now I feel comfortable telling some of the stories from our trips. I am shy when it comes to talking about sex, so much so, my husband and I haven’t even discussed these experiences since. We are now in our forties and becoming more sexually active than ever, and more comfortable discussing and trying new things, but it was all new to us ten years ago. We were in our thirties when returned from a fantastic holiday in Croatia for two weeks, where we visited a lot of beautiful resorts and famous historical cities.
Apart from having a fantastic time, the holiday was pretty uneventful and offered the usual sun, sea, and great food that we are used to. However one of the days on the holiday did offer up something…a little different.
Towards the end of our trip, we travelled to Dubrovnik where we had reserved a room at a small hotel within the old town's hustle and bustle. We arrived around midday and found that the hotel was largely empty for the time of year, although it seemed very pleasant. We were greeted at reception by a good-looking guy called Anto, a local to the area, aged around twenty-five years old. Anto was a friendly guy who introduced the hotel and showed us to our room; a spacious double with air-conditioning and a sizeable balcony – both welcome as the temperature was into the nineties. The hotel room was slightly more expensive than we would usually pay, however, it looked worth it. The receptionist showed us around and apologised for the absence of towels, which he said he would bring along shortly.
After a couple of hours of travelling, it was a relief to finally get into the room, so myself and my husband dumped our bags and decided to get ready for a dip in the pool we had noticed on the way in. We stripped off our clothes and unsurprisingly the sight of me naked instantly gave my hubby the horn. It didn’t take him much to get excited, to be honest, but I kept myself in shape and made a special effort in preparation for this trip. I’m five foot eight tall, with long brown hair, and still very proud of my assets if I’m honest.
As I stood by the balcony doors, Michael walked up behind me, squeezing my tits and kissing my neck, while I could feel his cock pressed up against my arse. I turned to face him and we kissed passionately for a few minutes while I stroked his cock. I had no complaints about Michael in the cock department. He was well endowed with nearly nine inches of thick shaft. It was certainly a mouthful, but I loved sucking him off. I sunk to my knees and started to lick the tip of his penis slowly. After a few seconds, I took his cock in my mouth and started sucking gently while continuing to pump his shaft rigorously. I loved the slutty feeling of jerking him into my mouth, and even if I say so myself, I was very good at giving blow jobs.
A few minutes later, we were on the bed on our sides, both being satisfied orally. Michael was licking my pussy, carefully caressing the sensitive spots with his tongue and occasionally slipping his tongue inside me. I loved getting my pussy licked, but it always brought me to orgasm quicker than I wanted. I had to distract myself from cumming on him instantly. We never really discussed what I liked and didn’t like, but Michael knew what turned me on. Only a couple of months before, he had started to lick my arsehole too, which drove me wild. I could feel his tongue exploring the area and when he eventually licked my arse the sensation was incredible. I could feel my legs shaking with excitement. He then started to insert his fingers into my arse too, slowly pumping them in and out with a moan of approval from me. I was still eagerly sucking his cock and balls, even more vigorously when he hit the right spot.
In Michael’s hastiness and excitement to get unclothed and onto the bed, however, it turns out he had completely forgotten to lock the door. The door had not even been closed properly, something which I was oblivious to. Anto had knocked on the door (accordingly to my husband anyway) to give us the towels for the room. I hadn't heard a thing! Michael only told me afterward that he had seen Anto enter and acknowledge him, before going into the bathroom, but he was so excited by the thought of someone watching, he didn’t say anything! If it was the other way around, I probably would have freaked out.
It wasn’t until Michael sat up and whispered in my ear that the receptionist was in the bathroom that I was aware. I wasn’t entirely sure if he was joking but I could see the door ajar. What did surprise me was that it turned me on rather than freak me out! As we continued to masturbate each other, I then noticed Anto watching us from the bathroom, playing with himself in full view. My heart fluttered, as up until that point I wasn’t sure if Michael was simply adding some ‘make-believe’ to our sex for added spice. I was so horny at this point that without even giving it much consideration, I smiled at him with an almost approving look. This gave him the courage to come out of the bathroom and stand next to the bed and get a better view. I did feel awkward in our position on the bed at that moment, strangely thinking that he could see every inch of me naked. I kneeled on the floor next to the bed so I could suck off Michael in comfort. I knew that Anto would get a great view of me from behind, and this turned me on even more.
As I continued to suck him off, I could hear Anto standing behind me, wanking himself off furiously. I could also see that he was completely naked, with a pile of clothes on the floor next to me. My mind was racing about where this situation could end up, the possibilities, the positions; however, suddenly I felt jet after jet of semen cover my back! The sight must have been too much to bear for him. It was still incredibly horny, but I felt a slight twinge of disappointment, an anticlimax almost. I thought to myself that he could still watch however, so unshaken by the deluge, I climbed back onto the bed and positioned myself over Michael’s throbbing cock, turning to face Anto. It was the first time I had seen him there fully naked. Although starting to shrink now, his cock was still a great size, but much thinner than my husband’s.