Hannah had often insinuated that she had a bi side. Pointing out the occasional woman and noting their looks with a bite of the lower lip. They were never girly girls, but always had a sense of power about them. Women that knew what they wanted and would do anything to get it.

I always thought that was just one of my wife’s fantasies. And maybe not even that. Just a fleeting thought. That is until we met Laura.

At about 45, Laura was 15 years older than us. She had short, wavy blonde hair and a full hourglass figure which made for a motherly type body. But you could tell that she had a wild side and I imagine that she spent much of her youth hanging off the back of a motorbike, or the cock of the guy riding it. The distinguishing figure a floral pattern tattooed across her upper back, exposed in the flowing light blue dress she had on. She had walked up to me at the hotel bar while I waited for a drink. But now she was caressing Hannah’s breasts and kissing her deeply on our bed while I sat in an armchair watching on.

It started with one casual flirty conversation at the bar. As I walked back to Hannah I could see that she’d noticed and prepared to defend myself - she initiated conversation and I was just being friendly, nothing happened.

“Who was that? She looks incredible”

I wasn’t expecting that. And I certainly wasn’t expecting her to beckon Laura over with a sultry wave. We got to talking, and a few drinks later Laura asked whether we would like to go somewhere a bit more private, running a foot up my leg and a finger down her neck as she did so. I looked to Hannah - it was her call, and after a bit of hesitation, she agreed.

And that was how I found myself watching my wife slip off Laura’s dress. She wasn’t wearing a bra, and as the dress fell, her heavy breasts dropped. Slipping further down revealed red panties. She stood and gave Hannah a twirl.

“Like what you see?”

Hannah nodded and leaned over to lick Laura’s nipples, her tongue flicking them up and down until they glistened with saliva and stood erect. Laura was only too willing to return the favour as she pulled Hannah’s top over her head, pulled her pert tits out of the top of her thin lacy bra and ran her tongue in circles her my wife’s nipples.

Imprisoned in my jeans, my cock was rock solid and aching as Laura stood, walked over to me and turned around to bend over and pull down her panties. Her round arse right in my face and my nose picking up the scent of her wet pussy mixed with her perfume. She sat in my lap and called Hannah over.

“Lick me”

Hannah obliged, while I massaged Laura’s tits from behind as my cock pressed hard against her arse. Laura’s light moaning just made me harder and harder, and she could tell. After a few minutes of her grinding on me while Hannah buried herself in that mature pussy, Laura reached back and grabbed my cock through my jeans.

“I think it’s about time we dealt with this, don’t you think?”

Laura got off my lap and kneeled in front of me, before pulling down my jeans. She ran a finger delicately over my cock, which wasn’t well hidden in my boxers, and giggled as she reached a small wet patch of precum. After a few strokes, she pulled down my underwear. My cock sprang and stood hard and firm in front of her face, almost slapping her cheek in the process.

“Fantastic length” Laura said, as she examined her finding and gripped it firmly at the base and tickled the head.

“Impressive girth too. That will fill me up nicely”

Turning to Hannah, she raised an eyebrow as if to ask permission for what she was about to do. Hannah nodded.

At that Laura stuck out her soft tongue and licked my shaft from base to tip, cupping my balls and maintaining eye contact all the way. I shuddered as she continued to lick, up and down, flicking the head repeatedly with her tongue as she reached it. After a few turns, she took me deep in her throat while Hannah went further down and sucked on my balls. I was in heaven.

After coming up for air a few times, dragging her heavy tits across my face and grazing my tongue with them, I was almost ready to burst.

“I need you to fuck me now”

Laura walked over to the bed and got on all fours, arching her back and exposing her sopping wet pussy. She called over to Hannah and asked her to lie down in front, and started to go down on her while she waited to get fucked.

Hannah hadn’t wanted us to go this far, but she seemed to be enjoying herself in didn’t complain as I got ready to mount Laura. I rubbed the tip of my cock against Laura’s wet pussy to lube myself up, and then gave her a long lick, sticking my tongue deep inside her. I was ready and didn’t think I would last long.

I slowly entered her and felt my head and then my shaft slide into the slippery warmth. It felt fantastic as I pumped her, slowly to start with. She seemed to agree.

“Yes, just like that. Fuck me. Fuck me. Yes!”

As much as I wanted to fuck her all night long, I knew I couldn’t last. Her thick arse looked incredible as it bounced against my cock, and her small waist was perfect to grip onto and pull towards me. In a mirror I could see her tits swinging and her face buried in Hannah’s thighs.

So I pumped harder and faster, groaning with pleasure.

After a minute or so of thrusting I couldn’t take much more.

“I’m gonna cum. Where do you want it?” I struggled to ask through my heavy breathing.

But she didn’t have time to answer. As soon as I asked the question, the game was up. With a shudder, I filled Laura with cum. It had been a week or so, so I knew it was a heavy load. As I pulled out, it started to drip from her.

“Fuck. That was good, big boy”

Laura reached back, stuck her fingers inside her battered pussy. Collecting the cum, she fed Hannah. She’d drunk a lot of cum over the years, but never from another woman. I couldn’t believe how much it turned me on.

I definitely didn’t picture my wife in that position at the start of the vacation. And the best part? We all still had a week before coming home.