Part 3: https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/s/Z7hY9x5X0N

As we walked in from the hot tub I felt a wave of emotion. Regret, excitement, anxiety. I never once thought this part through. I assumed they had some kind of conversation about this type of situation, but in hindsight I don't think it was in depth. My heart was pounding, my thoughts racing. I couldn't tell if it was excitement or anxiety racing through my body and mind, but it tingled.

I felt the cold air. The rain hitting my shoulders cooling me as I followed them down the short path to the cabin. I looked at Hilda's naked body walking in front of us, dimly lit by path lights showing her curves perfectly. As she got to the door she said she was going to take a moment to hose off. She asked me to refresh the drinks, and she would see us in a bit.

I diverted from the path enough to grab out clothes from the deck. Slipping on my pants as I walked back in. I tossed James his shorts, and asked him to turn on the heater for the living area in the cabin. I was trying to think. We were all drunk enough to recognize the part where sober us would stop or at least hesitate, but quickly decide to ignore it.

The master bedroom with a shower was far to the left, and exited to a small kitchenette dining area with some hallway storage. The kitchen was next, small but open with an island that was almost more of a bartenders station with a well stocked cabinet and fridge nearby. The living room space had a tv with sound system used more for music than movies, and a sectional style leather sofa. The sofa had a bend to allow sitting for two before the long main section. The long execution sat four, including a longer spot at the end so you could have your feet up. There was a matching ottoman.

An ectric fireplace sat under the TV on the opposite wall. A staircase with a small loft for friends rose from the side of the fireplace. Under the loft was a small guest room. It was laid out similar to a rv or camper, but felt more sturdy being a narrow cabin than an rv would.

As James turned on the fire abd started the music he looked at me. I asked how he was. "It's a lot. I'm good though. " I asked where he was drink wise, and he asked foe something a little strong. I poured a reasonable whiskey for him. For Hilda I squeezed a lime into a glass, and added equal parts tequila, Cointreau, and some syrup for her preferred margarita.

As I handed him his drink I asked if I had gone too far. "No. That's what I wanted. It's a rush though. Also, I didn't know you were bi..." In hindsight I should have known he was, but felt a little pressed to explain where I actually was with this. "You were just sitting there. I wanted you to get involved, and somehow that's what I ended up with."

I have never been attracted to men, but also wasn't repulsed. Feeling his hard dick hit my hand as I reached for him I grabbed it in the moment. I liked how it felt in my hand, and didn't mind jerking him off. It didn't do much for me, but also didn't feel all that wrong in the moment. As I explained I think he understood.

As we heard the shower turn off I asked where he was at. He told me he was "good." I asked if he wanted more, or to stop, and I only got noncommittal "let's see where it goes." As I heard the bedroom. Floor creak I felt she would be with us soon, "anything you don't want?"

"No. We're all fine. Stop worrying.'

Hilda came out in a thinner silk robe wrapped in a blanket. She was well covered. Her hand came put from under grabbing her drink, and she came to sit down. As she walked over I stood and grabbed the drinks I had left for James and I, somewhat intentionally trying to check in with my best friend. I had just cream pied his wife and jerked him off, it felt like it could be a lot.

Hilda sat close to James, and kissed him with love and care. I heard her quietly ask if he was ok, and assure him she was having fun. I couldn't hear him, but heard her say she would stop anything she wasn't ok with.

She checked in with me. We all made sure we would for sure be friends still of the night continued, and we all felt like we would. As we talked we clearly became more confident and relaxed. The night was still so young. Hilda asked if we had boundaries we wanted set?

James admitted he was bi, to which she suggested he take it easy with me. It seems she understood that I was ok with some stuff, but also clearly straight. He acknowledged it was nice of me to indulge him, and asked if I would be willing to do a little more.

"You're not fucking me. I don't really want to blow you. But since you're sharing Hilda I will indulge as much as I can." He excitedly smiled. Hilda said she was fine with us being a bit rough, but asked that we ease them in. I felt myself start to get hard, I could see James rising in his shorts.

She placed two small blue pills on the table. Apparently someone who stayed regularly at the cabin had a rx, and she suggested we could just stay hard in the moment. Keep going till we are all exhausted.

James and I took them. I sat for a moment tasting my drink as the burn faded from my mouth. Hilda smiled, clearly having something cross her mind. As she slid on her slippers to step outside she paused, "what about you? "

Even if we cross a line, we will still be friends. Seeing as we already have, are we all good staying raw? They both laughed, and said yes. James added that of course that's my question.

Hilda asked us to think about the kinky stuff we were about to do, and said she would just be a moment as she stepped out.

I looked at James. He was staring at my hard cock through my pants. I had an idea what he was thinking of. While the idea of MFM was the bigger turn on for me, I felt like I should indulge him a bit more. Seems he liked being a little degraded. Used. Hmm...what to do.

As I heard her walking back I quickly had a rushed thought that I should keep charge, and give them both the experience they would never forget. The night that they flash in their head years later when trying to cum. In my drunkenly confident mind I thought of myself as a conductor, and them as my instruments.

As Hilda walked back in I could see red fishnets covering her lower legs and feet. She had on a long silky robe that covered her well, but had a dep v exposing down to her naive. I could see some more red peaking out from behind the robe. Her erect nipples clearly pointing behind the fabric. She smelled sweet. One of those Victoria's secret body sprays permeated the air.

She set down a small bottle of water based lube. Smiling and making eye contact. She took her hand and snapped the band of James's shorts, slightly grazing along the top of his hard cock as she pulled her hand back. She walked to the kitchenette as James and I watched. I felt taken back, less like the confident conductor I was moments ago. More like a boy about to loose his virginity or see his first breasts.

She poured us all double shots of tequila. Handing them to us, and asking for a cheers. James said "to good...good friends." She chucked looking at me while saying to those that have the confidence to take others with them as they take first steps. I said "to the nights we haven't had, are having, and are yet to enjoy."

It sounded so fucking stupid and unsexy coming out of my mouth. "What the fuck was that" I thought. As I drank I stood, taking the glasses from her. I set them next to me on the fireplace. I stepped forward close to her. My heart throbbing. Mind racing. Just trying to get started. Make sure they both had a good time.

As I kissed her neck I reached for the tie on the robe. I could feel my tip grazing against her through my pants as I slowly pulled the robe down exposing her. She was in a fishnet bodysuit. It had openings for all of the places you would want, but also highlighted her body perfectly.

I looked to James. He looked to be stuck in his head. Eyes wide. His hard cock holding his shorts up. Slowly touching himself. Hilda breathed heavily as I caressed her lips. I could feel myself dripping from her, she let out a heavy breath.

Looking at James I thought "fuck. Not again. I have to get him engaged." It clicked. I turned Hilda by the shoulders and started walking her back towards the couch. I gently kissed and caressed as she walked back. Finally I felt her unable to back farther hitting the couch with her knees, and I gave her a push down onto the bed. I then walked over to James and grabbed him by the hand he was stroking himself with.

He stood, and I walked him toward Hilda who had scooted gerself back a bit into the couch in anticipation. I pulled his shorts down. "Clean her pussy. Eat my fucking cum out of her."

As he got down to do so I took a mo.ent to watch. I took my place near Hilda's head as I offered her my cock to suck. She took me eagerly into her mouth moaning with pleasure and excitement. Nothing beats an enthusiastic blow job...

Watching James eat her I glanced at his ass was surprisingly well trimmed. It was a bit bubbly. Inwas really turned on watching them. More turned on than ever before. I was rock hard amd throbbing. I was so hard I wasn't as sensitive as I usually am, and felt like I could probably last longer. I pulled myself from Hilda's mouth, and stood.

"I'm going to blow his fucking mind. If he isn't involved after I can't help that" I thought as I reached foe the lube. Hilda smiled knowingly at what I was going to do. As I ran the lube down my dick I felt how it was cool, slick as I rubbed it on. Quickly coming to body temp.

As I ran my lube covered hand down Jame's ass I felt some hair, but it wasn't too bad. He initially tensed but relaxed as I started rubbing, making sure he was well lubed and relaxed. As I pulled off my pants I slowly knelt behind him. I felt a moment of pause, did I really want to do this Looking up at them I could see her in full. Being pleasure and watching the show I was presenting eagerly. It was hot, I decided to continue.

I slowly pressed my hard tip to him. As I added pressure I felt him rock back into me, trying to help me in. As I entered it felt tight, warm. He moaned as she grabbed his hair pulling him tightly into her as I started thrusting. I watched as his hand went down and began stroking himself.

After a few moments I could feel him tighten as he grunted. Obviously cumming. As I pulled out he turned to look at me. "Clean it. I'm not subjecting her to this filthy dick." As he looked at me unsure what to do I grabbed him by his head and guided it to my cock. Hilda adjusted to being next to him, the two sharing my cock. I could see her stroking him, as I fingered her.

As we continued we eagerly adjusted to each other's positioning and pleasure. We seemed so in tune. Content in finding pleasure on one another. I had never been this hard for this long. Everything felt amazing.

Soon I withdrew from them and took Hilda's tight wet pussy with my cock again. As I did so James moved to her mouth where she eagerly took him. As we moved, and squirmed we occasionally felt others release only to keep going. There were times I felt like I had gone over the edge, only to not feel like I had actually cum.

James and I switched as he wanted to fuck her. Watching his huge cock be eased in was fucking hot. Hilda seemed completely distracted by it until I slapped her breast. She looked at me and I guided her head towards my cock.

"Hold on. Let me adjust" She moved sl her head was hanging off the couch. "Throat fuck me." James watched as I did, and I watched as he trusted. I grabbed her breast, and pinched her nipple. She was such a good slut for us. So compliant. So willing.

I pulled back and directed James to sit more upright on the couch, Hilda sat taking his cock before leaning back as if to welcome what I had in mind. No verbal communication between us, just two minds working as one in concert. As she leaned back she placed her legs inside of James' pressing his apart as she welcomed me close. I placed my tip against his base, and slowly eased it up till it was making contact with her as well. Looking down I had never seen myself this excited. This perfectly hard.

As I pushed forward I felt her give way letting me in. The sensation of her in stark contrast to him. It took a moment to figure out how much we could each move to thrust, but it felt unbelievable.

After a few minutes she asked to adjust. As I slid out she lifted herself from James, only to turn around facing him. Once she was situated again I again lubed myself, and her. As I pressed the tip against her ass I could feel myself pulsing with every heartbeat. As I eased in I could feel James close to me on the other side. We started thrusting in concert.

Hilda reached forward gripping the back of the couch tight as she moaned in pleasure. James reached up and lightly choked her. "Cum for me bitch." I was proud of him being assertive in the moment. Feeling them tense, feeling them close I was caught by a wave of feeling and sensation. I felt like the mental image of what was happening was suddenly enough to cum hands free.

But I wasn't hands free. I was balls deep in my best friends wifes ass as she rode him. As she gasped when he let her breathe I felt her body warm. I reached forward and grabbed her breast tightly. As instarted thrusting harder I guided her with my other hand in the crease of her hip. As I felt James start to pulse he grunted. Hilda moaned loudly and started throwing herself back onto us hard as she clearly started to cum. I felt myself release harder and more fully than ever before.

As I pulled out she felt slick. So did he with the slight contact I made. As we rested I could see her leg shaking. James must have noticed as well, as he placed his hand on her leg at the same time I did.

We all smiled. Gasping for air in the aftermath.