Amy Wins a Long Weekend Holiday

Amy Wins a Long Weekend Holiday

She said she felt slightly guilty as I wouldn't be involved but because I re-assured her again and again that it was okay by me, she relaxed and said she would make sure she was going to enjoy her little shopping holiday and with my consent, something extra if it was possible.

Amy had won a trip for one, for 4 nights in Melbourne in a local raffle, which had to be taken within two weeks, as the flights were already booked. I was okay with her having a break on her own and she had plenty of annual work leave, but I couldn't go because I had a big project to be completed which overlapped the same time frame.

There was one particular topic we spoke about, during sex, over several nights before she was due to fly out. But she kept coming up with comments like she was not sure, she would be too embarrassed, too shy, that I wouldn't be there, what would she do etc. I convinced her that if there was any chance that she could hook up with someone, then she had my permission but I would need to know all the intimate details before, during and after.

Finally, she caved in and agreed, even though I don't think she meant it. We have had some threesomes and sex with other couples for a couple of years now, and at times she has had sex without me being with her but not being far away, like another room. Although this time she would be on her own. I think she can do it, and I think she would like to do it if the right person finds her.

Amy rang me the first night, telling me she was absolutely exhausted from shopping all day and needed a good sleep for more tomorrow, but she did tell me she had a nice lunch at a particular café. I wondered why that one tit-bit of information was mentioned, and in the tone, it was delivered.

The next night she gave me a rundown of all her adventures. She did a little more shopping and some site seeing. She mentioned again that she had lunch at the same café. So, I asked the question, which is what she might have been prompting. "You mentioned the same café again, is there any reason or anyone there you might like to talk about or who paid you some extra attention."

There was a moment pause, then, "there was actually,' she started, "there is a really nice man who had been very friendly both times and we had a little chat, he is a waiter. He gave me a free piece of cake with my coffee today. He told me he was coming over to Perth next month for a week's holiday." Anyway, the conversation stopped as she was off to bed again to catch up on some sleep.

During that night at home, I started to fantasize about her asking this guy, from Canada, to go back to her hotel for some wild sex. I imagined her going to a bar for a few drinks with him and after building up some courage, she would ask him to go with her for a nice meal and then back to her room for a night cap. My imagination was going crazy, and so was my cock, as usual. I pondered over whether I had the nerve to tell her to do it. If I did tell her, I would want her to tell him about me and our fantasy which might lead us to doing something when he came to Perth. Next morning, Saturday, I slept in but when I woke it was the first thing I started thinking about. I made a decision that I would tell her to do it, but I wondered if she would get annoyed, ignore it as a joke or if she would agree to try.

At my lunch time, her mid-afternoon, she rang again and told me all the things she had got up to during the morning and mentioned she had gone back to the same café for lunch, again. I'm sure she's keen, so my suggestion could come to fruition. Her friend served her again and they struck up a good conversation. It was time for me to take action.

"You must like him if you keep going back to the same café, considering there are thousands of other cafés in Melbourne."

"Yes, I do like him, he's very nice, and the café has great coffee, and it's not far from the hotel." She was trying to make up some good excuses for going there.

"Is he nice enough for you to think about having sex with." There, I said it. No beating about the bush.

I'm sure she expected me to say something like that. Her response, although slow, was a shy but, "'yes." Wow, my stomach was whirling with excitement and nerves at the same time, but I keep going.

"Wow, that's very honest and direct. But, although you say he might be nice enough to have sex with, would you be daring enough to let him fuck you, if you could make it happen."

Once again, she was quiet for a moment. I had a feeling she was beginning to get horny and I could feel that she wanted to say yes, but she was trying to be caring about me because when we spoke about it before she left, she was reluctant to agree to do it. "I don't know," she said.

When she says I don't know, it really means yes, she just doesn't want to say it. It was not a 'no', so, I persisted. We had some more discussion as I tried to convince her that it would be okay by me, and that she would undoubtedly enjoy it and she might feel less self-conscious without me being there. I also reminded her there are only two nights left.

She finally said "okay, I would actually like to, if he would like to." That comment was heart stopping for me, I already had a dribbly swollen cock in my shorts just talking to her about letting him fuck her, but that comment, although it's what I wanted to hear, almost made my balls explode.

"That's great, you are so gorgeous, that's why I love you and I really want you to do it. You will be fine, he will not be able to resist a beautiful, slim, sexy Chinese lady, and that's why he is paying you a lot of attention, he already wants you. He wants to fuck your pussy and you want him to, right."

"Yes," she replied softly, but excitedly. After a bit more chatting, she asked what my thoughts were about how she should go about arranging for it to happen.

I went through the fantasy I had last night. She thought my idea was good and agreed that if she did have sex with him, she would definitely mention me and talk about our fantasy, and ask him if he would be willing to participate in a threesome when he came to Perth.

I told her I was as nervous as hell but as horny as hell at the same time. She has never had sex with someone without me being there. Even so, I reiterated that I wanted her to do it as long as she felt comfortable at the time and reported back to me tomorrow with all the juicy details.

"Of course I will, you are still part of this," she said, and added "You have made me really want to do it. I love you for encouraging me." She was very excited and said her pussy was all wet and moist.

"How do you know," I asked. She was laying on the hotel bed and told me she reached under her skirt and pushed a finger inside while we had been talking and felt her silky and wet pussy. Oh my god, that was enough, I needed to get off the phone and take control of my hard cock.

Before we hung up, she asked me again if I really meant it and that she would not do it unless I was absolutely sure that I would be okay. "Yes, do it, I want you to fuck him and enjoy it, and once again, it's okay by me and I can't wait until tomorrow's report. And, while you are naked with your legs wide apart and his cock is inside you, please think of me."

"Don't worry, I will and... I love you," she blew me a phone kiss and ended the call.

The rest of the day I was a nervous wreck, horny as hell and continuously thinking about her with her legs apart and another man's rock-hard cock sliding beautifully in and out of her hot juicy fuck slit. When naked on the bed he would run his hands down over her breasts and voluptuous nipples and over her cute furry mound while his mouth greedily kissed and sucked her nipples. He would then move his warm body on top of her, her knees would move up and slowly spread apart, welcoming his big hard cock. I could imagine her swollen moist pussy opening up ready for what it was about to receive. He would move his cock up between her thighs until it came to a spot that was warm, slippery and ready. The tip of his big hot cock would gently part her silky lips and slide slowly inside until it was in as far as it could go and she would feel his hardness and pleasure of him filling her.

I imagined her with a smile on her face while thinking of me with her body rocking back and forth with each stroke of this new cock and loving every second of it. After a while of nice steady fucking, she would make him pull out and push his face down and make him lick her horny impatient pussy until she groaned with fulfilled pleasure. A few moments later she would then move her body until his thick cock was back inside her again and make him fuck her as hard as he could until she was sweating and he propelled his own hot cum deep inside her. He would collapse on her and she would wrap her arms and legs around him while his body twitched as she extracted the last drops of cum from his withering cock. She would keep his cock inside her as long as she could until it slid slowly out, completely exhausted.

I also imagined them doing it twice tonight and again when they woke up, doing it in all sorts of positions. I wished I was there watching and being part of it and I couldn't wait for her to come back as I was desperate to ravish and fuck her slutty slit. It was about midnight when I finally got to sleep as I was continuously trying to imagine what she was doing at every moment during the evening and hoping that she was being well and truly fucked, for my sake and for hers. She loves having sex with other guys while I watch. That turns her on as much as me watching her being fucked turns me on.

The call finally came late morning. Before she could say anything, I asked "did he fuck you last night."

"Yes," she said. My stomach turned, but before I asked her about it, I asked if she enjoyed it.

"I did, it was amazing. Not because of the sex but because of the whole scenario of him being new, the fact that you are home and letting me doing it on my own. It was an amazing whole new experience." It is hard to explain but I was glad she had enjoyed it, even though I was a little jealous. I then asked her to tell me about it, from start to finish.

She had gone back to the cafe in case he knocked off work early and asked for a cafe latte. Fortunately, he was knocking off in 5 minutes and she would be his last customer. She didn't have to do much maneuvering as he had asked if he could join her for a coffee when he knocked off, she accepted and got her coffee free as well. They talked for a while about each other, she told him she was married. He was recently divorced, no kids, and on a working visa. She then took the initiative and asked him if he could tell her where some good restaurants were around her hotel area. Instead, he offered to pick her up at the hotel and buy her dinner, she accepted. That part was easy she said.

He took her to a nice restaurant. They had dinner, a bottle of white wine and she felt a lot more relaxed. I know what one glass of wine can do to her. They chatted lots more, some about me, some about her and some about him. On the way back to the hotel she asked if he would like to come up for an instant coffee from the hotel room, and he accepted. He would not have been thinking about coffee.

She said that was when the nerves started but as she really wanted to do it and because I had convinced her I would be okay with it, she decided to try her luck. She then said she did some conversation type touching in the room and at times held her touch on him. Amy can be touchy sometimes with other people if she is relaxed. She said he was getting the picture and returned the touches. Eventually the touches became longer until he leaned over and kissed her. She kissed him back and they stood up and kissed and it started.

I asked her to tell me more and how she felt. She said she felt slightly guilty as I wasn't involved but because of my constant re-assurance, she was going to do it and enjoy it. She let him take her clothes off and after some more kissing and touching he carried her over to the bed. She said her pussy was as wet as anything and it was aching for his cock. He kissed and sucked her nipples, which really gets her going, and eventually moved down to her dark gorgeous lips. He made her cum by licking her pussy, then she let him fuck her. Later, before they turned the lights out, she let him fuck her again as he got hard just lying next to her naked and chatting. They did it again in the morning after a shower together. I asked her what his pussy licking was like. She said he could do with a little bit of training from me because nothing is better than my tongue. We laughed but that made me feel a bit better.

She also said that having sex, with my permission, with another man while I was a long way away, was exhilarating. She had cum twice and her pussy felt really warm and satisfied, even now as she was talking, she said it still felt nice and her knickers were still moist from their juices. She also said he loved her nipples and her sweet tasing pussy. He's got the same taste as you she added.

I eventually asked, with my fingers crossed, whether she had mentioned having a threesome when he comes over. She said that during the night, before the second fuck, they had talked about me, as he wanted to know why she was being unfaithful. She told him that we had actually talked casually about her doing something like this if the situation arose and that we had already discussed it before she left and that I had suggested she do it if the situation arose and she felt comfortable, but with a few provisos. He was surprised that we had pre-planned it and that I even agreed she should do it, but when she reminded him that it was him who made the first approach, he didn't feel so bad.

She continued, and told him about our threesome fantasy and that we have actually had a couple, but she had never done anything without me. She asked him that when he came to Perth if he would like to meet me, stay at our place and if all goes well whether he would like to join us in a threesome. He said that would be great as it was one of his fantasies as well, although his ex-wife wasn't supportive of the idea.

She said she would give me more details when she got home and said, obviously hoping for a positive response, that it was his day off today. I knew what she was getting at, so I said that as long as she reported back to me with full details, she should ask him to show her around and get him to keep her pussy hot for me for when she gets home. It's your last day I reminded her, so you may as well use it to your best advantage. I added that I wanted her to come home with a very naughty satisfied pussy and some juicy memories because I was going to fuck her silly as soon as we got home. She agreed that I could have her pussy as much as I wanted when she got home because fucking him has really put her pussy in the mood for a lot of sex. She also thinks her pussy will certainly be in the mood for more threesomes as soon as possible. She unconditionally said she loved me and very much treasured my letting her experience, as a couple, forbidden sex with another man on her own, and would report back tomorrow when she got back.

"Okay, I love you too, enjoy the rest of your day and I expect to hear that he fucked you at least twice before you leave tomorrow."

"I hope he does," she giggled and blew me a kiss before hanging up.

She messaged me 'good morning' and that she was on the way to the airport and running a little late, I'll tell you why later she text. She was three hours in front of my time zone and I could imagine why she might be late. I met her at the airport and after a big hug and long kiss, I asked if the holiday was good and if all of her was happy.

"Yes, all of me is happy, but I'm even more happy to be back." She responded with another kiss and a comment that although she doesn't understand, she loves the way I feel about her and what I allowed her to do. I told her that I'd had an erection problem for three days and it was aching to fuck her. She smiled and said as soon as we get home, I could have her. On the way home she told me about yesterday's sex.

During the day, he had shown her some of the clothing outlets that she'd wanted to look at. Good start I thought. They had a really nice lunch and she met his best friend. Later they had sex a couple more times, one on the lounge in the hotel room during the evening and another in bed during the night. She had woken up to him placing her hand on his cock, so she started to play with it. He responded and after wonderful sex they both fell asleep again. She also added that he had actually raised the subject of the threesome with us when he comes over and that he was actually excited about it. He said he couldn't wait to see her being massaged by four hands and had been thinking about her being well and truly fucked by both of us and even wanted to watch my cock fucking her.

When we got home it was on straight away, but the excitement got to me and it was all over in minutes, but I was raring to go again very soon after, after continuing to talk about what she did. She said that her pussy was still warm and fuzzy and it loved all the attention it had received over the last few days, especially just now while we talked about what had happened. I then remembered about her meeting his friend. So, I asked her what she might have been thinking while they were all having lunch.

She laughed. "I actually thought about you straight away when he told me his friend was joining us. So, during lunch, I thought about whether I should call you, but in the end, I decided he was nice enough, but just not my type, so I didn't take it any further."

"What were you going to call me about."

"I think you know. I wondered what it would be like if they both fucked me, but like I said, I decided he was not quite my type, but I did wonder why he invited him."

"Wow, you are a little hussy, aren't you." She laughed. "What if he was your type, would you have called me and fucked him as well."

"Not sure."

Two weeks later we met our new friend at the airport. Well, for a week while he was here, it was full on cafes, driving around the city, a quick trip to the south west, Margaret River wineries, restaurants, pubs and most of all, lots of wonderful threesome fucking. Her pussy was fucked at least three times each day, sometimes more. It needed a holiday.

After our goodbyes and some future planning, she said she had never had so much wonderful enjoyable sex in such a short period of time and definitely would enjoy repeating the last week again, or a night or two sometime soon, with somebody else.

We are going to Vietnam next month. There are lots of tourists over there.