My husband Sean (36M) and I (35F) vacation every year with our best friends. We will call them Max (38M) and Sydney (36F). Every spring we take a trip to a remote cabin in the mountains. It’s located on a brisling brook with an amazing wrap around porch and firepit by the water. Our favorite part about the location is it amazing hot tub that sits directly on the shoreline under a covered gazebo. Most nights, after our kids are tucked into bed, we find ourselves drinking in the hot tub while listening to the sounds of the flowing water. This year was our third time visiting this cabin and we were all looking forward to a nice relaxing week.

We arrived late on a Sunday night and hurried to unload the car and kids and get ourselves setup for what was certainly going to be a great week of family and friend time. The drive was over 7 hours for us, and the kids were unwell after the long haul so us ladies got them straight to bed while our husbands unloaded the cars and put everything in its place for the week. After finishing up we too called it a night and headed our separate ways. The following day we spent the morning and afternoon walking up and down the river while our husbands and kids panned for gold in the rapids like they knew what they were doing. In between the smattering of playing with the kids and teaching the older ones how to fish the four adults discussed our plans for the evening once they were in bed. The guys had headed out earlier in the morning and brought back copious amounts of alcohol and wine for our weeklong adventure. As the day wore on and sun began to set, we hurried the kids off to bed in anticipation for our adult time in the hot tub. My husband began pouring drinks for everyone as myself and Sydney retreated to the bedroom to change into our new swimsuits, bought specifically for this trip.

For weeks her and I had been discussing our plans for vacation and knew we wanted to have fun with the boys while we were there. We had both bought matching micro bikinis that accentuated us in all the right places and left nothing to the imagination. We dawned our silk robes and headed to the kitchen to find Sean already finishing his first glass of bourbon. We fell in step and started draining our glasses of margaritas. Max was still with the kids’ reading everyone’s favorite bedtime story. Sydney yelled across the cabin to him that we would meet him in the tub as soon as he finished. We collected the various bottles and mixers for our beverages and headed towards the steaming waters of our awaiting oasis. At that time of year, it was still quite cold in the mountains and lack of coverings from the micro bikinis did nothing to stifle the sharp chill in the air. Sydney and I quickly disrobed, to my husband’s surprise, and dove into the warm water. Sean eagerly followed finding his way in between the two of us. As we finished our first round Sean moved to edge of the tub to make us each another drink. Our conversation and flirting went on for several more minutes before Max made his way down the steps of the deck and over to us, quickly climbing into the hot water. For the next hour we drank, talked, laughed and played flirty games with each other. By this point we were all pretty well hammered. Sydney excused herself and went into the cabin while Sean, Max, and I continued our banter and playful behavior.

When Sydney didn’t return after a while Max decided to go check on her. Since Sean and I had the hot tub to ourselves, we began to play a little more. He insisted on seeing getting me out of my little bikini and quickly untied my top, causing my breast to slip from the little remaining coverage they had. He grabbed my breast with one hand and began sucking my nipple, his tongue making slow circles around my piercings, while his other hand began to move further south. First to my hip where he found the tie to the bottoms of suite where he quickly pulled the knot and slid them from my body. Then his hand moves around my side, firmly gripping my ass and pulling me in closer. As I reach a proximity, he was comfortable with his hand moved and began caressing my inner thigh, teasing me. I could feel the tingle begin to grow as his fingers lightly brushed against my folds. I know he loves teasing me and the foreplay was getting my juices moving in the right direction. I dropped my hand to the top of his and confidently pulled his fingers upwards until they were firmly planted against my slit. He began rubbing, applying just the right amount of pressure as he sucked more vigorously on my already hard nipples. I allowed my hand to fall, finding his bulge and messaged it through his shorts. He pulled back, releasing his latch on my breast and slid himself up on the side of the tub. Freeing his semi rigid cock from his shorts he gave me an inviting look. I moved closer to him and leaned down, taking him into my mouth. I gripped his shaft with one hand while moving it rhythmically up and down as my head bobbed. I could feel him growing inside me and I sucked and stroked. The harder he got, the more my excitement grew in anticipation of having him inside me.

At that moment, Max returned to the hot tub. Once he realized what was happening, he apologized for the interruption, and said he just wanted to inform us that Sydney had over consumed and was now passed out in bed. As he turned to make his way back inside, and to my surprise, Sean suggested that stay and hang out with us for a bit longer. Max said he didn’t want to interrupt us and that it was ok, he would just see us in the morning. Sean, looking down at me insisted it was not interruption and that he was welcome to stay.

I didn’t know what to say, I had always fantasied about having multiple men at one time, and Sean was aware of that. I’m not sure if it was the excess drinks or just the atmosphere that night, but it seemed as though he was interested in seeing where this would go. I turned to Max and reiterated Sean’s sentiment. Max hesitantly made his way back into the water with us and sat in the tub opposite of Sean. I was standing in the middle, my ass facing Max and bent over at the waist. I looked back to my husband with a Sligh smirk and resumed my sucking. It wasn’t long before I felt a hand creeping up my inner thigh and finding its place against my mound. I shivered with pleasure as it had been years since another man, besides my husband, had touched me like that. His fingers found their way inside me, and I began pushing myself into them. The harder I pushed my ass back, the more excited I became. I took Sean deeper and deeper as the tension and pleasure grew between my legs. I continued stroking and sucking him until his cock was so hard that every thrust roused a gag as his cock slid down my throat.

Max continued vigorously slamming his fingers in and out of me, building my climax and feeding my hunger for more. He was stroking himself at the same time and all I could think of was having more than just his fingers inside of me. As if Sean was reading my mind, he looked up from me to Max and said “Fuck Her”. Without hesitation Max rose from his seat and grabbed my hips with both hands. I used my free hand to reach down between my spread legs and guide his hard member into my now dripping wet pussy. As he plunged his full length inside of me, he pulled fiercely back on my hips sliding Sean from the back of my throat. Not to be outdone, my husband moved both hands to the back of my head, forcing his full length back in. They acted like two boy playing a game of human tug of war. Taking turns filling me from both ends until the pleasure grew to my climax. As I began to cum, I could feel myself binding down on both ends, bringing Sean to the back of my throat while Max leaned forward filling me to the entirety of his cock. My body trembled with pleasure as my knees gave out from under me and Max was forced to hold me up from my waist. They both continued fucking me from either ends and I could hear the climax coming for each of them. With a few more thrusts Sean began to fill my throat with his seed as Max pulled out and came all over my ass. As Max reach for a towel to wipe me up, Sean looked at me and exclaimed “Good Girl”. The three of us exited the hot water and started making out way back into the house.

To this day I don’t think Max ever told Sydney what happened that night. That he had returned to the hot tub and fucked me like the toy I love being. So for now, I guess it’s still our little secret.