Her Messy Pussy

Things had gotten weird with my girlfriend. Brie was basically cheating on me in plain sight while never admitting it. She used to come home after one of her "long walks" and immediately want to go to bed with me. I'd put my hand between her legs, and it would get covered in goo. When I'd slide my erection in, it was like going into warm Jell-o. When I'd eat her out, the smell was... different. Strangely, I got to liking this and never complained. We were heading for a break-up, yet her messy pussy was such a turn-on!

One day Brie suggested we stay overnight at the cabin of her workmate, Bob. I asked if anyone else would be there and she said, "Probably not." I agreed to go, thinking maybe there was still a chance for us. Getting to the cabin was no easy task. She drove and I looked for the landmarks that her workmate had given. It was hopeless. Eventually, we found a payphone and Brie called Bob to beg him to come lead us there. He agreed and half an hour later Brie & I were filling the cabin's hot tub with pots of water warmed on the stove. Bob left and said he might circle back to check up on us later. That uncertainty annoyed me because I hoped to be making love to Brie soon, but it was his cabin so his rules. Also, Bob had a pleasant, easy-going personality and an athletic build. Part of me wanted him to stay. Perhaps the goo I kept finding between Brie's legs was his?

Naked in the hot tub, Brie and I held hands like an old married couple.

"Gene, do you ever wonder where I go on my evening walks?"

I hesitated, not sure if she was setting a trap.

"Don't you usually walk to the store and go shopping?"

"Not always."

At this moment car headlights flashed across the big window in the tub room. Outside, the sound of crickets was replaced by an engine and car doors slamming shut.

"Shit!" I said, reaching for my shorts.

"Oh, don't be a wimp. It's just Bob. He won't care if we're naked in his hot tub."

"I heard two car doors shut."

"Probably Harold is with him."

"Harold?"

----------------------------

I never asked if their entrance was pre-planned, but into the tub room walked Bob and a guy I had never met before. Both were undressed. The room was dimly lit, but light enough to see Bob's erect penis bobbing as he walked around to the opposite side of the hot tub. His up-curved dick looked ready for action. His balls were small and taut, not low hangers. I imagined holding them in the palm of my hand. Not wanting to be caught staring at another man's package, I quickly looked away... and there was Harold's. He was darker-skinned than either Bob or myself. Harold's cock was hanging halfway to his knee: semi-hard and uncircumcised. I had an urge to roll that foreskin back.

"Gene, you know Bob already. This is another of our workmates, Harold. He's a chef."

"Nice to meet you," I said.

Brie stood up at strode across the hot tub to greet the boys. Water dripped from her supple ass. The tub was surrounded by a raised wooden walkway, so the guys were several inches taller than normal. When Brie hugged them her head barely cleared their waistlines. She hugged Harold extra long and I noticed when she returned to our side of the tub, his penis was stiffer than before.

"This is so nice. Aren't you guys going to get in the water?" Brie asked.

"Maybe I'll just sit on the edge," Bob answered.

"Yea, me too," said Harold.

The two men stepped into the water and planted their butts on the wide rim of the tub. Both of their dicks were visible to Brie and me. But, we all acted like this was perfectly normal.

-------------------------

"Gene, I have a confession to make. I haven't always been faithful. You know those walks I take in the evening? Well, I don't go shopping. I go to Bob's place. I go there and we have sex. We've been doing it for quite a while. I thought you should..."

"Stop. Brie, you don't have to tell me this. Not right now anyway. We're not married. You're not obligated to be exclusive with me."

"But, you're faithful to me, aren't you?"

"Yes."

"Faithful except for all that sperm you've been eating out of my pussy in the past year, huh? Don't shake your head, I see the way you lick your fingers after you scoop Bob's cum out. You knew what it was."

"Brie!"

"Haahaahaa!

"Bwahaha!!"

"Heeheehee!!!"

They were all laughing at me.

"But, that's alright Gene because tonight you're going to get a chance to come clean. To do the thing you've always wanted to do. The thing you're longing to do."

"Which is... what?"

"Suck. A. Dick."

-------------------

Brie stood up in the water again and waded over between Harold's knees.

"But, not this one. This one's mine."

She reached out and took hold of Harold's shaft, pulling back the foreskin and licking the purple glans. I could hardly believe my eyes... or my luck. She gestured toward Bob who was looking at me and smiling.

"Go on, don't be a wimp. Live a little. You know you want a cock in your mouth. Here, look!"

With that, my girlfriend of three years lowered her mouth over the enormous penis of a man I'd never met before. Her back was to me, but I could see she got about halfway down that monster pole, gripping the base of the shaft with both hands. She pulled off of him, looked back at me and grinned. Underwater, my own dick was standing at full attention. I figured it's now or never. I stood up, exposing myself to the cool night air, and made my way over to Bob. Awkwardly, I knelt between his legs and looked at his manhood. I could smell it. That's all it took to put me in a trance. Like a man possessed I began slobbering all over that beautiful, up-curving boner.

Was it a good blowjob, I have no idea. But, it was done with gusto. I turned to face Brie. I wanted her to see me with a cock in my mouth. She smiled and nodded.

I should've known when Bob grabbed my head that it was about to happen. His first jizz spurted to the back of my throat and went down the wrong pipe. I cum-coughed all over the place. His cock kept pulsing and I recovered enough to accept the rest of his seed into my mouth; savoring it and licking around his cock head with my slimy tongue. Then for fun I rubbed his dick like a Chap Stick on my lips. I smiled up at Bob while doing this. He laughed. I looked over at Brie and dramatically licked my cummy lips. She crooked her finger for me to help her with the monster.

I slid over and pulled on Harold's shaft to expose that big, purple glans. I sniffed it and buried my nose in his balls, too. Mmmm. Then I opened wide and put the mushroom head in my mouth. Brie wedged herself between Harold and me. She wiggled her rear-end against my very hard cock until it entered her pussy. First time we had fucked in ages. I leaned back and hugged her from behind, squeezing her tits. She resumed her sloppy blowjob on Harold, licking and pumping his shaft. When he orgasmed the cum didn't spurt, it oozed out. Brie licked at this fountain and wanted me to lick him as well, which I did.

Sperm from two men were swimming in my mouth and belly.

-------------------

Back on our side of the hot tub, Brie faced me, straddled my legs and reinserted my cock. We kissed with an intimacy and eagerness that had been missing for a long time.

Bob and Harold stood up and walked out of the tub room without a word. We heard the car doors close and eventually the noise of the engine faded in the distance.

Brie and I kept kissing.