Left Alone 01 - Victor

WARNING: If you don't like stories where the cheater gets away with it or gets forgiven for it, this story and many others in my catalog are not for you. Unless otherwise labeled, my stories are FICTION no marriage has been endangered to create this story. This is not our universe though it has similarities. STD's are not an issue in this universe, unless they feature in the story line. I don't care if you think every infidelity should end in divorce, or you would divorce. Your morals are not a part of my stories.

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Left Alone - Victor

We married young, I was 20 Brian was 22. Even before our marriage, some porn was part of our sex lives. We would watch something then go to bed and re-enact the parts we liked. I was persuaded to try anal, and found it wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. Not that it would ever be MY go-to, but he enjoys it so I am happy.

About two years in he found hotwife porn. The wife would find a lover and either he would watch or she would come back after and tell him about it. I drew a line. Fine to think about it as a fantasy, but NO. I am not interested in having another man.

But over time it progressed, we would watch a movie and he would get me to tell him a story from the point of view of the woman. I learned that there were aspects of the story that he wanted to hear. He had a huge cock. I came so hard that I could not think of anything else. He was dominant, I was submissive.

None of those things fit into my fantasy. In my fantasy I never focussed on how large his cock was. I was focussed on how a really nice guy would woo me and make me feel like I was the only woman in the world. I am never submissive; I am a partner in great sex. We would both have great orgasms and often cum together. When we married, that was Brian. My perfect lover.

By year three of our marriage, he was pointing out guys in restaurants or shopping or walking down the street. "What about him, would you like to have sex with him?" Most of the time the answer was "Ew! No!". He gradually learned that I was not attracted to men who were noticeably racially different from me, or for that matter, him. "But Blacks have big cocks." I went to the internet and looked up some reliable studies. I showed them to Brian. Black cocks are not statistically different from whites, or Asians, or any other racial group. Porn just picks blacks with really big cocks.

By year four of our marriage, he had learned to choose men who were physically fit Caucasian, not too much taller or shorter than my 5 foot 10 inches. Much harder for him to understand was that I really like nice guys. I am not attracted to rough sex. I am not attracted to 'Bad Boys'. It was not something he could pick out without talking to them. So, he steps things up. He starts talking to guys that he thinks I would like, and introducing them to me. He wants me to tell him a story about having sex with one he has pointed out when we are in bed.

It is getting annoying. I get mad at him and we have a fight. Eventually I get him to promise to stop trying to introduce me to men. However, I do agree to keep telling him stories as part of our lovemaking. If the fantasy gets him excited that means I get better sex.

For our fifth anniversary we plan a two week stay at an all inclusive in southern Mexico. We choose the Rock Hard Hotel and get an all-inclusive package.

When we arrive, I find there is an adult clothing optional section and a smaller family section. We are in the adult section as we are a couple without children. A couple of the restaurants are in the adult section and the rest are in the family section. A walk of the site has a fair population in the adult section and a smaller population in the family section. In our walkabout, there are a several topless women in the adult section.

There is a breakwater and a couple of seawater pools inside the breakwater. On top of the wall are flags indicating that the sea outside is rough and swimming is not recommended. There are speakers alongside the path playing rock music throughout the site. During the day the rock is hard and fast, at night it is slow and sensuous. Our unit is on the ground floor and has a sliding glass wall that allows us to open the room out onto the grounds. From there we can walk about 50 feet to one of the many freshwater swimming pools, this one on the adult side. I love it.

Since we had arrived late, we change and go for dinner. There is a bit of a wait for a seat at the Argentinian Barbeque. The food is wonderful and nothing like I had ever had before. Now I want to go to Argentina.

In the morning, Saturday, we look at the tours available and select a few to do during the two weeks and book them. Then in the afternoon we take the hotel shuttle to a little village shopping zone, aimed at tourists. Brian finds a tiny (and I mean tiny) bikini and persuades me to try it on. My 36C breasts are very much on display. Not far from nude, but hey, we are on holiday and in an adult zone, so I say what the hell and buy it. Zero support for my breasts, but I am young and still fairly firm, so it actually looks kind of sexy. Brian is over the moon, he loves it.

We find gifts for family and friends, kitschy little souvenirs to commemorate our trip. We have a late lunch at a family Mexican restaurant. The food is similar to what we would get at a Mexican restaurant at home. Being actually in Mexico, of course, makes it taste better.

Mid-afternoon, we call the hotel and arrange to have the hotel bus pick us up. The bus is about half full. I notice several very attractive men, but I don't point them out to Brian. There were also a bunch of very attractive women who I do point out to Brian. He restrains himself from pointing out the men to me. Though I catch him looking at one of them. I can see he is getting excited by the idea that I am surrounded by attractive men.

When we get back to the room, I change into the new bikini, Brian into his swimming trunks. I spread sun screen on Brian and he spreads it on me. His trunks are, luckily, loose fitting because by the time the sunscreen is on, he has a semi erection.

We wander out into the adult section and find a couple of deck chairs that are available. After a few minutes an attractive young waitress, wearing a skimpy bikini, approaches and we order drinks. The men walking by all smile at me, taking in the view afforded by the tiny bikini. I am noticing quite a number of attractive men.

After a bit, Brian says he is going for a walk. About ten minutes later an attractive man sits down in the deck chair next to me. (Not Brian's, on the other side.) I look up from my book and smile at him.

"Hi, my name is Victor." He holds out his hand.

"I'm Emily, and my husband is Brian." I want to make sure he understands that I am not 'available'. I settle back a bit.

He asks "Are you here for long?"

"Its our fifth anniversary, we are here for two weeks."

"Congratulations. We are here for two weeks as well, so I expect we will see a lot of you and Brian.:

"Your wife is here too?"

"Oh no, I am single. I am on the swim team at MIT and we won the regionals. Our prize from one of our sponsors was two weeks here."

"Wow, when I was at school the sponsors never gave us this kind of a reward."

"You were a swimmer?"

"No, tennis"

Brian arrives back from his walk and plops down on his lounge chair.

"Brian, this is Victor. He is a competitive swimmer from MIT. Victor, this is my husband, Brian."

Brian gets up and leans over me to shake Victor's hand. "So, what are you studying at MIT?"

"Biomechanical Engineering, and you, what do you do?"

"I am electrical engineer with Siemens. I work in research."

At this point, I tune out, going back to my book. It is a steamy romance novel, and the couple are just starting to get over their initial dislike of each other. Another chapter or two and they will be in bed together. I let the technical talk flow over me.

Eventually Victor spots someone from his group, gets up and says his goodbyes.

"Victor seems nice. Did you find him attractive?"

"Yes, he was nice. Yes, he is attractive, he has that nice swimmer's body."

"Mhmm"

I went back to my book. Later we have dinner in the cafeteria. Nothing special, but generally good food. And of course, all the liquor we want.

By bedtime we are both a bit tipsy. Brian wants a story about Victor. Brian starts rubbing his cock well before I get to the sexy part. I lean over and slap his hand. "Stop it, you are getting ahead of the story and if you cum before I get there, I won't get what I want."

He grins and apologises. I soon get to the sexy part and Brian is raring to go. I have managed to spin an erotic tale that has all the features he likes. The story ends with me bringing Victor back to our room and mounting him. I ride Brian cowgirl. The sex is very good.

Sunday, there is a village down the road where you can snorkel and watch the turtles feeding. The shuttle drive drops us at a rental place where we can get snorkeling equipment. I am wearing my much more conservative one-piece suit. The rental guy tells us there are turtles about 200 yards off shore, and warns us not to try to cross the reef about a half mile out as it is very rough and we are quite likely to get hurt. That and the sharks don't come in past the reef. I am happy to stay away from the sharks.

There are maybe 20 snorkelers. We head out to the turtles. It is amazing to watch them feeding on the seaweeds. There are several of them about two and a half feet in diameter. They ignore us. Brian plunges down at one point and touches one. The turtle snaps at him. When he surfaces, one of the other snorkelers tells him that he could lose a finger doing that. A turtle has a powerful bite.

I notice that one of the women has a bad sunburn and get Brian to go back to the beach where we apply more sunscreen. Brina's back is warm to the touch, as is mine, but there is no sign of burn yet. We stop at a small food kiosk and get some wraps for a late lunch, then head back out to the turtles. As it gets later in the day, we start seeing more fish coming in to feed as well. Brian finally notices that we are past due to return the snorkeling equipment. We swim back and they are waiting for us so they can close up. There is no charge for the overtime, as they are still waiting for two more groups to come in. Brian tips them $5 US. They thank him. We call the hotel shuttle and are told it will be at least half an hour. There is a little store so we shop for a while and end up buying some silver jewelry for a niece.

We check with all the signature restaurants at the hotel, but everyone is booked till about 10PM, so we do the cafeteria again. We are both quite worn out from the snorkeling. Sleep comes fast with Brian curled up behind me, spooning.

In the middle of the night, I wake up to Brian sucking on a nipple.

"Oh, did I wake you up?"

"Of course, silly."

I roll onto my back, and spread my legs. Brian slides between my legs and down, he sucks on my clit and gets me going, then slides up and enters me. We cuddle and make love. It is wonderful. Brian is being the sensitive lover I married.

Monday we are scheduled for a visit to the Cenotes, underground salt water pools. The tour bus picks us up about 10. We get a lecture on the formation of the pools and how they featured into the daily life of the Aztecs. We visit several and then have lunch at a restaurant somewhere in the interior of the Yucatan Peninsula. Then in the afternoon we get a chance to swim in one of them. It is all kind of magical. I can understand why the Aztecs found them to be holy places.

We get back to the hotel about 5 and reserve a table at one of the restaurants for 7. Then we change and find a couple of beach chairs to lay out on. We have a view of a bunch of beach volleyball players. I recognise Victor among them and wave at him. He waves back. It is girls vs boys, and there is some sexy gambling going on. Miss a shot and lose your swimsuit. By the end of the game everyone is naked. At the end Victor comes over and introduces us to some of the guys and girls from his swim team. Brian gets hugs from all the naked girls and I get hugs from all the naked guys. We get invited to drinks on the beach after dinner. Brian accepts for us.

Dinner is in the family area, and is slightly marred by a two- or three-year-old kicking up a tantrum at the next table, throwing things, screaming and crying. The mother comes over and apologises to us when they leave. I reassure her that it was not a problem.

The swim team have taken over a fire pit at the end of the beach furthest from the family side and have a beach fire going when we get there. A waiter has added a portable speaker, and there is dancing. Brian and I get up and join in. Over the next couple of hours Brian gets to fondle all the girls and all the guys get to fondle me. I can feel that they guys are all sporting erections. Thank God I am wearing a skirt. I am so wet that it is running down my leg. I figure the swim team girls are going to get a workout tonight. I also figure that most of the guys would have been quite happy to include me in the festivities. More than one had his hand under my skirt. I limited how far up they could go.

When we get back to the room, I am not in the mood for a story, I push Brian onto the bed and strip him, he is as hard as a rock. Then I do a strip tease, jump on the bed and we fuck. Vigorously. Both of us are horny from the dancing. I orgasm three times, and Brian cums twice. Then we wrap ourselves in each other and sleep.

Tuesday, we have nothing planned. After breakfast I head to the beach with my book (a new one) and Brian starts with a walk up the breakwater. Today the flags are yellow. After a while Victor joins me. "You two should have stayed longer. After you left things got raunchier."

"Well, we got a bit raunchier when we got back to our room. Don't feel bad for us."

Victor smiled and lay back in the sun. I went back to my book.

Soon Brian arrived back. "Good morning, Victor, quite the party last night."

"Yeah, it was, though you guys left before it got wild."

"Oh? Do tell."

"Leslie started it. She got up on the table and did a strip tease."

"Oh, I would have loved to see that."

"Any how, Roy got up with her and she stripped him. Then within about half an hour everyone was naked and dancing. By that time, we were the only group left on the beach. One of the girls, Sarah I think commented that it was a pity that you guys had left because she would have loved to dance with you, Brian. Emily, several of the guys commented that they would have loved to dance with you. Then as time went on people paired off and gradually left. That just left me and Roy, so we packed it in and found a place to sleep that was not occupied."

I had been listening. "So, you and Roy don't have girlfriends in the team?"

"Its not like that. Some evenings, there are more guys on the beach than girls, so it is generally ladies' choice. It will be different every night. Some nights there are more girls than guys, and we are more likely to get a threesome. We are just all friends. Everyone likes you two, so if you wanted to join in one night I think everyone would like that."

"Thanks for the offer but that is not really our scene." Brian looked a bit disappointed when I said that. I don't know if it was because he fancied some of the girls, or if it was because I might choose another guy. Of course, it could have been both.

About 3, Brian gets a phone call. Problems at work. I hear his end of the conversation which lasts for over two hours. One of the research projects has gone badly wrong and someone has been hurt. Brian was trying to guide them through some of the danger points. It was clear from what I could hear that this was serious.

About 5 Brian headed back to the room and I followed him. When we get there, he puts the phone on speaker. "OK, we are back at the room and private."

It was his boss. "Look, I am really sorry to ask this, I will cover the costs of your trip and buy you a new trip later, but it would be really helpful if you could come back tomorrow. I just had word from the hospital and Benny died from his injuries. I could really use your help to get over this, the lab is not in a safe state, we need to get it safe, then we have to get everyone through his funeral. Emily, I know this is your anniversary present, but please?"

Brian responds, "I understand. We will pack up and try to get on a plane tomorrow." Brian looks at me and I nod.

"OK, thanks, I will get someone on to getting you seats on a flight."

Then Brian looks at me. "Emily, why don't you stay. You can hang out with the swim team and have some fun. I am going to be tied up for long days in the lab trying to get everything cleaned up, so I won't be around much.:

"No, I'll come with you."

"Are you sure? I don't see why you have to give up your holiday just because I have to." He looked at me with a pleading expression. "We have tours booked that you could go on. I suspect you could find someone from the swim team to accompany you"

"Can I think about it?"

His boss replied. "Yes, you can think about it. The tickets will be fully refundable, so if you don't use it, I will just cash it in."

"Thank you."

The call ends and Brian starts packing his things. When I start packing my things he stops me. "Please, stay and enjoy the rest of your vacation."

"How can I enjoy it without you?"

"We have made friends among the swimmers. Victor, Mandy, Sue, any of them can do things with you and you can have fun. Maybe more fun than you would have with me around."

"I suppose, and I do have two more books to read."

"Read them on the beach. Sip margaritas while you read. Relax and enjoy yourself. There is a spa, do a spa day."

I sigh. "I guess you are right, I can read and relax. I can maybe get Sue or one of the other girls to go with me on the tours we have booked."

"Or Victor."

"No, that would be too dangerous."

"Don't worry about it. You have my permission to live dangerously. Then you can tell me about all the things I missed. I want you to have fun, enjoy yourself. I won't be upset if you indulge."

I watch him finish packing. His phone rings, he is on a noon flight. He tells them to cancel my seat, I will return on my existing ticket. He calls the desk and organizes to get to the airport on time. It is an hour and a half drive, he needs to be there two hours before the flight, so he needs to be on the 7AM bus.

Dinner is quiet. We return to the room and make love. I hold him till I fall asleep.

Wednesday his alarm goes off at 5:30 AM. I get up with him despite his protests. We have breakfast and I see him off at the bus. Then back to my room and a nap.

We had booked an afternoon tour of some of the old churches in the area. I find Sue and tell her that I have a seat available. She passes the word to the girls and Mandy jumps at the opportunity. She is a short lightly built redhead with (like all the swimmer girls) short hair. She enjoys old churches just as much as I do. The frescoes and paintings are amazing.

I join the swimmers for dinner at the Argentinean Barbeque restaurant. The group are loud and funny and raunchy. I really enjoy the dinner. I get the waiter to take a group photo. I am between Mandy and Victor and I send it to Brian.

About an hour later I am resting in our room when the phone rings.

"Brian, how is it going?"

"Oh, it's a mess, one of the big reactors exploded. There was a piece of steel that went through the wall and is embedded in my desk. OHS is on our backs, this should never have happened. Someone will lose their job over this. And you? I saw the dinner photo."

"Mandy went with me to the churches. You would like Mandy; she is a lot of fun. I have lots of pictures for when I get home. We had a great day. I am just resting up. They want to do a fire again tonight."

"Are you gong to go?"

"Yeah, I will join them for a while. When it starts to get raunchy, I will come back to the room."

"You don't have to you know."

"So, you keep telling me."

"Anyhow I have to get back to it. There is a contractor here to assess the building for structural damage. Good night, have fun, and tell me about it tomorrow. Love you."

"Love you too."

I dance with all the guys. Several of them take advantage of my lack of a bra under my shirt to fondle my breasts and tweak my nipples. Someone challenges Sue to take her shirt off. Mandy stands up and takes hers off then tells Sue she has to now as she is not first. Soon I am the only woman wearing a shirt. Someone passes me another drink, I am a bit tipsy, and after a bunch of teasing from the swimmers both male and female I yield and take off my shirt.

It is not long before I am the only one wearing anything. I try to leave, but I am told I have to dance with everyone first. Mandy comes over and fondles my breasts. "God what I would do to have breasts as nice as yours."

Victor comes up behind me and puts his hands on my waist. Then he slowly slides down till he is pulling on my skirt. Even a little drunk it is across my line. I pull away and yell "NO'. He backs up raises his hands in submission. I gather my shirt and return to the room.

It is after midnight at home, just after 11 here. I call Brian. He is in his car on the way home, so I ask him to call when he gets ready for bed. I am horny and realize I came very close to cheating on my husband. Even if what he wants is for me to become a hotwife, it is still over the line for me.

When he calls, I tell him about my day including tossing my shirt and Victor trying to pull my skirt down. He is excited about this. Says that I should not worry, and if I want to, I should go along with it. After a few more minutes, he asks me to fantasize about sex with the swimmers around the fire.

I am horny, and have been rubbing my clit. I spin a tale where I allowed my skirt to be removed and then dancing with the guys and then sex with one of them on the beach near the fire. I time it right, I have an orgasm at the same time as the story gets to that point, and I can hear Brian groaning. He has cum as well.

Thursday starts off raining. I run across to the main building and the cafeteria. I get a tray of breakfast then notice Victor waving at me. There are a couple of the guys and a couple of the girls, including Sue. I join them.

"Anyone know the forecast?"

One of the guys I don't know speaks up. "Rain till mid afternoon, then sunshine the rest of the day." I have nothing planned, but the swimmers are playing cards. So, I finish my breakfast and join them. We play hearts for a while then when I am down about 100 points, I pack it in and take my book to the hotel library where I find a comfy chair and get a drink. I finish my book and swap it for one of the library books. It is, leave one take one. There is a really good selection of erotica and romance.

When the sun comes out, I change into my bikini and head for the beach. A waiter dries off a lounge chair for me, and gets me a drink. After a while the waiter dries off the chair next to me and Mandy joins me. She is also reading a raunchy romance novel. We talk for a while about our novels.

"I am sorry we chased you off last night. We didn't mean to push your limits so hard."

"Its OK, Brian has been trying to get me to become a hot wife and sleep with other men, though he only hints at it, he never comes out and says it. So, it kind of triggered me a bit. I still have not decided to go along with his desire. It feels wrong to me. On the other side, the men in your group are all very hot, and I wonder what it would be like."

"Don't do anything that you will regret."

"I know, this will be crossing a line that cannot be uncrossed. Then, what if Brian changes his mind, and decides it is over the line. I don't know how I could handle that. It would be easier for me if he just came out and said that I should fuck Victor or whoever, but he never does, just tells me to have fun or be naughty."

We read till close to 7 then head to the cafeteria and find the others.

The beach is still a bit wet, so there will be no fire tonight. Instead, Roy has a bunch of movies on his laptop and an HDMI cord. We retire to one of the rooms and watch a movie, Mission Impossible. It is crowded, and I end up sitting on Victor's lap. He slips his hands under my shirt and rubs my breasts, and tweaks my nipples. I can feel his erection against my back. I am turned on.

The second movie is a porno. After it starts, I excuse myself and go back to my room. As I am leaving, I can see Mandy sucking on someone's cock, and Sue fucking doggy beside the bed. There were probably others in the dark.

I call Brian, but it goes to voice mail. I leave him a sexy goodnight, describing how I am going to bed nude, waiting for him to return to me and ravish me in the night.

Friday, I have an all-day tour to Chichen Itsa. Victor volunteers to come along and it turns out there are several others, including Mandy on the tour. I meet Roy, who is quite tall, probably 6 foot 6, and thin. A typical swimmer body, hot, hot, hot.

We get a picture taken at the base of the pyramid, Mandy, Roy, me, Victor and a girl whose name I cannot remember, a short blonde, with probably the largest breasts of the swimmer girls. A bit bigger than me.

It is after 7 when we get back to the hotel. I call Brian and give him a run down of the day, and send him the photo. Then I tell him I am going to have dinner and probably go to bed early. I am quite tired from the hot day spent mainly in the bus.

Dinner is in the cafeteria as we are too late to get into any of the restaurants.

I am packing up, and Victor and Mandy grab me and persuade me to come sit on the beach and have a couple of drinks before bed. Roy joins us and the guys keep us laughing with duelling raunchy jokes. We are spread out on four lounge chairs all packed tightly in a group, I have a guy on each side. A waiter keeps us supplied with drinks.

Victor tells a real groaner, and I reach over with my leg and kick him. He grabs my leg and won't let go. Several more jokes are told, and I realize that Victor is slowly rubbing my leg, getting a bit higher each time. Pushing my skirt up as he goes. When he gets up to rubbing my clit through my panties, I decide to dislodge him, I roll over partly on top of him.

It does not work, in fact the opposite, I have now trapped his hand against my pussy. He rubs my clit some more, and I moan. Then his finger finds its way under my panties and he is rubbing my clit directly. Then the finger slips down to my opening. He leans over, tilts my chin up and kisses me, while his finger searches for my sweet spot.

After maybe 5 minutes he breaks off the kiss and whispers "I would really like to make love to you."

Now, I am not very sober, I have had four drinks that were probably more rum than fruit juices. So, my response is not quite what I intended. I thought I was going to say 'not on your life. What came out was "Not here."

I roll back off him. Mandy and Roy are no longer here, they are down the beach, kissing. I pick up my bag from the day and head for my room. I stager a bit and Victor helps direct me.

When I get to the room, I think, I can shut the door with him outside. But I need his help to get the key card to work. I pass through the door, and he follows closely. I hear him close the door and engage the lock and chain. I dump my stuff on the counter below the TV.

Victor comes up behind me, and puts his hands on my hips. I gasp a small intake of breath. His hands slide up, lifting my shirt. I raise my arms and the shirt come off. He rubs my tummy and then slowly slides his hands up, when they reach the bottom of my bra, they follow around to the back, and unclip my bra. It lands on the counter. His hands on my breasts feel wonderful, and I gasp again. I lean my head back and twist it, he leans around and kisses me.

The steady massage of my breasts is taking its toll, my nipples are getting quite hard. His hands slide down, find the button on my skirt, and release it to fall to the floor. Then his thumbs pull my panties down. I step out of my sandals and panties.

Victor steps back, and quickly removes his shirt and shorts, slips out of his shoes. Then he steps back against my back. I can feel his erection between my butt cheeks. I turn around and reach for his head and kiss him again. I think, this is probably what Brian wants. He wants me to tell him a sexy story about Victor. Maybe I can call it research. Is it really cheating if it is what your spouse wants you to do?

Victor reaches down and cups my butt with his hands, then lifts me up slowly. I wrap my arms around his neck. He lifts and I feel his cock sliding down my body, then the tip rubs my clit and I gasp again. I wrap my legs around his body. One hand reaches under and he sweeps his cock from my clit to my asshole and back again, then as he sweeps back, he stops at my opening and slowly lets me down onto his cock. I gasp again.

When I bottom out on his shaft, he steps across to the bed, and slowly lays me on my back. He pulls his elbows up and squeezes, pushing my breasts up between us. Then he starts slowly fucking me. When he bottoms each stroke, he pauses a moment to be sure he has hit my clit. I am building an orgasm.

Then the orgasm piles on. I clamp down with my legs. I tighten my hold around his neck. I moan.

When the orgasm passes, he increases his speed. Once again, hitting my clit with each stroke. Someone has taught him well. I need to spend a bit more time training Brian.

A second orgasm, he increases his speed, again. Then I feel him stiffen up inside me. A hard thrust and he blasts a great volume of cum into my pussy. It hits my cervix and triggers a third orgasm. Harder, fiercer than before.

We lay together until he goes soft and then he rolls over beside me. A few minutes pass, and I roll over, my head on his shoulder and my leg over his. I reach down and start stroking his cock. It does not take long to respond. When he is reasonably hard, I mount him, guiding his cock into me. I get him in part way then start adjusting my position until, sweet spot. I drop down onto him, then grind my clit on his pubic bone. Then up and drop again, scraping his cock against my sweet spot, grinding on my clit.

Slowly I increase my frequency, he reaches up and fondles my breasts, rubbing on my nipples. Trifecta, nipples, clit, sweet spot. It does not seem to take long before I am consumed by another orgasm rolling over me.

I collapse onto him, he rolls me over, withdraws, gets up, rolls me over again, then lifts my butt. He enters me doggy. I push my body up and rotate my hips. There it is, sweet spot again. He pounds me fiercely. I cum again. He holds my hips up as I collapse again.

When I recover and push my body up again, he increases his pace again, and then I feel him expand inside me, and a flood of cum hammers into my cervix. God how I love that feeling. Then again and again. Finally, he pulls out and I collapse on the bed. He rolls back the bedcovers, and I slide into bed. He goes and turns off the lights then joins me in bed.

Sleep comes quickly.

It is dark when I wake up. Even the lights along the path outside are dim. It takes a moment to realize that he has an erection and it is between my legs, rubbing against my clit. I moan, and he increases the speed. I reach down and guide him into me. An arm reaches over me and grabs my breast. His thumb rubs my nipple until it is hard then toggles it back and forth. I moan some more. Then he stiffens up and blasts yet another load onto my cervix. I have a mild orgasm. Then sleep again.

I dream that my phone is ringing and I cannot find it. Then I realize, it is not a dream, my phone is ringing. I sit up and grab the phone. It is Brian, but by the time I hit answer it has gone to voice mail.

I realize that is good, because now I can hear Victor snoring. I roll over and push him. He adjusts his position and stops snoring. I take my phone to the bathroom, and close the door. I hit the call back button.

"Hello?"

"Brian, I am sorry, I was asleep, and dreamed that my phone was ringing. By the time I realized that it was actually ringing, it had gone to voice mail. Then I realized that I really needed to pee, so here I am, calling from the toilet."

Brian laughs. "I have had that happen, the waking brain tries to incorporate the sounds around you into the dream. Did you sleep well?"

"Yes, though I do admit that the girls persuaded me to have more than a couple of drinks before heading to bed, and I now have hangover. But once I flew the bed to a landing I slept very well. And you? How did you sleep?"

I hear the lock chain on the room door. I guess Victor is leaving, then the door opens and closes. Meanwhile Brian "Not as well as you, I do miss you."

"Then you shouldn't have left me here alone. I miss you too, and this place is so sexually charged that I find myself horny all the time. So, I miss you even more than you miss me."

"It's not a contest, we can both be missing each other a whole lot. Have you had any fun with the swimmers?"

"Since we got back from a day on a tour bus? I had dinner, a few too many drinks and I slept. Would you like me to make up a sexy story for you?"

"Hang on till I get some tissues and get onto the bed."

I hear him running around then up the stairs and whump onto the bed. "Pant, pant, OK, just about ready."

"Who would you like the story to be about?"

"Hmm, how about you and Roy? Maybe give him a big cock."

"OK, but it cannot be too big or I will have a problem when I tell a story about Chen, as we both know he has the biggest cock of the group."

"Fair enough. I'm ready."

I start with us on the lounge chairs drinking with Mandy and Sue. I kick him after a bad joke. He rubs up my leg and rubs my clit. Mandy and Sue leave. I take him back to the room, where he slowly undresses me. Then we make love, missionary, cowgirl and doggy. I talk about how he positions himself to rub on my sweet spot every stroke. I suggest that Brian could learn how to do that. I have several orgasms, then he leaves. I sleep till my phone rings.

Brian manages to cum twice while I am telling the story. Then we phone kiss and hangup.