Are You Bisexual



I must admit it was my wife's idea. For her 47th 
birthday, a "romantic" getaway at an Atlantic Bed and 
Breakfast with a promised "breathtaking" view of the 
sea and a rooftop hot tub with champagne service. It 
did sound inviting.

We were met on arrival by the owners, Devon and Charles, 
quite accommodating hosts who showed us to a spacious 
top-floor room with a queen-sized modern bed and then 
took us to the rooftop to explain the operation of the 
rather large hot tub. Devon, quite fit and in his early 
50s, enquired quite openly whether we would mind if 
they also made use of the hot tub this weekend as we 
were the only guests so far.

Neither Michele nor I had any objections, which brought a 
smile to Devon's face as he told us that he and Charles 
usually use the tub very late at night after the chores 
had been completed and the guests bedded down.

Later in the afternoon, Michele, a shapely green-eyed 
redhead with a thin patch of auburn hair covering what 
can only be described as a "weeping" cunt when 
thoroughly aroused, made the observation that the 
owners clearly were a comfortable gay couple, but I 
said there's the possibility they might be bisexual so 
don't be surprised when and if we're all in the tub she 
might learn differently. She laughed it off as we spent 
the rest of the early evening shopping for some 
lingerie. I managed to convince her to go for an 
average-covering bikini just in case it turns out the 
two men did join us and bathing suits were required.

After a delightful dinner at a local Italian restaurant 
we were eager to use the hot tub and sample a preferred 
bottle of Bordeaux I had picked up on the way. After 
showering, a quick check of the hot tub gave no sign of 
the owners so my wife and I chose the "clothing 
optional" route and slid naked into the tub, naturally 
positioning ourselves for the most relaxing situation.

As dusk gave way to a misty starlit evening and we 
delved into the claret, it was Charles who broke the 
stillness, from the doorway "Mind if we join you?" I 
glanced quickly at Michele who moved to cover her ample 
33ds with her hands. "Uh, we're naked," I chimed in 
quite uneasily. But then Devon added his view, "Don't 
worry, we never wear suits in the tub anyway... really, 
we hope you don't mind?"

I gave my wife a quick "What are we to do?" glance and 
she realized the hopelessness of the situation we had 
honestly created, and resigned herself. "Okay, hop in" 
I told the pair. Michele slid down to just cover her 
stiffening nipples as Charles, the younger of the two 
owners, stocky, with a boyish crew cut and a clearly 
soft, average length -- but very very thick -- cock, 
slid into the bubbles. Devon slid in quickly next to 
him; a little thinner but sporting what even I consider 
a very long and hefty package for a man his size.

They had brought their own claret and after a half hour 
of pleasant conversation and some healthy wine tasting, 
Michele was clearly more relaxed than when the owners 
arrived and had settled back against a corner of the 
hot tub, her breasts just above the water and nipples 
still erect as I ran my hand along the inside of her 
thighs. With Devon and Charles clearly enjoying the sight 
of her becoming slightly aroused, I reached over for 
her free hand and guided it to my cock. She quickly 
pulled away and blushed, to which both the owners 
chuckled.

"Don't be shy, pretty lady," Devon told her laughingly, 
"What happens in the tub, stays in the tub." She smiled 
back weakly, and blushed again deeply as I pulled her 
against me and reached around to caress her right 
nipple.

"But, we can't....." her voice trailed off as I bit her 
lightly on the shoulder as I massaged the erect nipple 
and allowed my other hand to brush lightly over her 
slit below. The we both glanced over Devon had put his 
arm around Charles and both men began lightly fondling 
each other's cocks, clearly enjoying the show we were 
putting on. 

It had reached the point where I had to ask, "Are you 
guys gay or bisexual?" They both smiled easily, with 
Charles answering: "Clearly we're bi, folks, otherwise 
what you two are showing us wouldn't turn us on so." 
That flipped the switch I needed. As Michele questioningly 
at me I asked her outright, "Do you mind if they just 
touch you?" 

"You make the call," she said smiling as I delved two 
fingers deep into her. "You heard her, guys," I said, 
"Let's take it slow." Positioning my now clearly 
aroused wife on my lap and full erection, Devon moved 
to the right of us and Charles to the left, each putting 
an arm around me as they slowly but expertly massaged 
Michele's open thighs, then her stomach and breasts to the 
accompaniment of her soft moaning before offering them 
both a deep tongue exchange.

Charles slowly moved her left hand into the water to 
stroke his very thick seven-inch erection while, to my 
surprise, Devon took my hand from under Michele's heaving 
buttock to place it on his at least 10-inch raging and 
quite thick cock. I wrapped my hand around it and gave 
it a soft jack while watching Michele lightly run her 
fingers over Charles's heavy member. It was all too much 
and I announced it clearly was time to move either to 
the patio recliners or the bedroom. Charles and Devon 
jumped up and out to place three of the recliners' 
mattresses together to form more than a king-sized play 
area while Michele, her eyes still questioning where this 
night would lead, took my hand and lay down face up 
inside my open legs.

Obviously, the night's dilemma had been resolved. Her 
eyes widened and glanced to and from Devon and Charles's 
raging erections as they settled alongside us on the 
mattresses and commenced deep kissing and fingering my 
wife's clearly flowing cunt, each dropping down to 
taste her juices. "Which is it to be?" I asked lightly 
while pinching eagerly at her stiff nipples. "You 
choose" was the throaty reply.

I nodded to Charles who smiled back gratefully and moved 
to loom over my wife's splayed form, his enormously 
thick cock just teasing her weeping opening. Devon gave 
her a deep tongue-swallowing kiss, as did I. Then Charles 
began to push, ever so slightly, Michele grunting softly 
as with some visible effort, the massive head of his 
uncut cock seemed to just pop into her open cunt lips. 
She bucked as both Devon and I put a cupped hand under 
a buttock to help open her for Charles's monstrous 
intrusion. Her eyes opened wide as she screamed "Oh, 
God! It's so damn thick... push, push!!"

And Charles did and both Devon and I watched in amazement 
as my wife's luscious thighs opened and opened more as 
at least four inches of his massively thick cock slid 
grudgingly into her, where the flow seemed to increase 
with each push. It was with a piercing scream that her 
eyes bulged from their sockets as Charles drove home, his 
balls slamming into her open ass. "Christ, honey, I'm 
coming apart!" she pleaded "If he cums in me I'll 
burst!"

A glance down to where they were joined showed how far 
she was spread and the juices from their joining were 
flowing over the mattress. The tightness of their 
fucking was also obvious on Charles's face, who warned, 
"I can't... I can't hold it." To which Amy, her eyes 
nearly red with lust, announced to us, "Oh, God, God, 
he's cumming in me! He's Cumming in me... it's so hot, 
it's so hot!" And with one magnificent thrust Charles 
splattered her cervix with one thick string after 
another of hot cum that oozed out around his cock and 
her filled, steaming cunt. As he grunted loudly, Michele's 
body surrendered itself to the most stretched orgasm of 
her life, bucking up against the massive, spurting head 
of Charles's erection before nearly passing out in my 
arms.

Her eyes kept staring heavenward as Charles's erection, 
now easing and covered with a beautiful mixture of her 
cunt weeping and his massive load, slipped from her 
well-stretched opening where with each breath she took 
another oozing of their hot mixing slid onto the 
mattress. Devon took one glance at me, then back at 
Charles's load oozing from my wife's gaping cunt, to 
announce: "I have to taste that... care to join me?" It 
was more than I could stand so I slid Michele off of me 
and joined him at the meeting of her sweating thighs 
where we took turns licking eagerly at the offering 
created by her dramatic fuck with Charles.

Then Devon made the offer with his tongue, a white gob 
of Charles's cum on it as Michele looked down questioningly 
at us...and I accepted. Our tongues and lips met and 
Devon and I eagerly swirled the mixing of cum and 
Michele's juices in our joined mouths in one of the 
hottest sexual moments of my life. I felt Michele's hand 
on the back of my head in approval of this dramatic 
shift in sexual dynamics and I felt something else, 
Charles's mouth closing around my six-inch erection and 
probing fingers working at my ass. 

As Michele smiled down, I lost it, blowing my load into 
Charles's mouth in spurt after spurt. It was my first 
unloading ever into a man's mouth but that was just 
another surprise in a night of surprises. Having come 
down from her orgasmic high, Michele leaned down to were 
Charles was giving a final lick to my now weakening 
erection and eagerly matched lips with Charles to taste 
my cum, smiling as she opened her mouth to reveal a 
major gob, and then eagerly swallowing it.

We all lay back, only Devon among the men still 
sporting a major erection and Michele announcing softly 
that she was too stretched and too sensitive for any 
more vaginal intrusion. Charles said he was well finished 
for the night owing to my wife's tightness and I had 
blown one of the major loads of the year into his 
mouth. "You have to feel sorry for Devon," Michele said. 
"He helped everyone along so very well."

"It's OK," Devon chimed in. "There's always a helping 
hand, as they say." But he seemed to smile most 
intensely direct at me. Then Charles made that whisper in 
my ear. I glanced once at Michele who smiled and nodded 
her head toward Devon's still raging 10-inch hard-on, 
seeming to say, "It's also OK." I got the message. And 
as Devon smiled back and with a little urging from 
Charles, I slid across the mattresses to where Devon, his 
back against a raised mattress, guided my open mouth 
over the head of his large cock.

The oozing of his pre-cum was intense and lick and suck 
as best I could, I could only get a small portion of 
his massive package into my mouth, clearly not enough 
to bring him off quickly. Then he lifted my head from 
slurping on his hot member and told me in no uncertain 
terms. "I have to be inside you." "But, but, I 
never....." I implored only to have Michele help ease me 
onto my knees doggie-style as Devon and Charles, using 
the now cooling mixture of Charles and Michele's cum and 
cunt juice from the mattress to lubricate my backside. 
Then she moved in front of me, softly remind me, 
"remember that old saying about the goose and the 
gander, honey? Just relax and enjoy it."

Before I could even think that far ahead I felt Devon's 
10-inch tool gently nudging at my backside as he 
announced, "Charles will help get me in, just relax." I 
felt my sphincter involuntarily squeeze tighter with 
that remark but the somewhat soothing intrusion of 
Charles's finger, then his thumb, then finger and thumb 
helped relax me as my loving wife held me in a deep 
tongue lip lock to stifle any complaint. Then the head 
popped in. I jumped momentarily from the abrupt pain 
which slowly subsided as I felt Devon's erection slowly 
but surely work its way into me, Michele observing "Now 
it's your turn to be stretched, lover... enjoy!"

Stretch me he did. Over a period of minutes as I went 
down from my knees flat on my stomach I felt Devon's 
cock worm its way deep into my innards, now pleasurably 
working with eagerness against my prostate and 
hardening my cock for the second time that evening. As 
I felt Devon's urgency intensify and near that moment 
of cum, I myself felt about to blow a load. Without 
hesitation, he lie on his back and let me slide down 
his ever heating pole as Michele began deep kissing me and 
Charles once more covered my now fully erect cock with 
his mouth.

"Here it comes," Devon announced and within seconds I 
felt the searing heat of his cum coating my insides; 
setting off my own explosion which Michele and Charles 
quickly devoured and swapped with each other before 
swallowing. I felt my ass tighten once more over 
Devon's giant cock as it quickly lost its rigidity and 
he slid smoothly out of me. For Michele and me, it had 
been the most astounding sexual experience of our 
lives, for me an introduction to extremely hot male sex 
and for her an enlarging experience that haunts her to 
this day as we seek out very large -- especially thick 
-- cocks for her enjoyment.

As for me, there is always that delightful drink at the 
end.