Straight MFM Threesome Stories

Mazatlan

Last January we decided to get out of the cold and took a trip to Mazatlan. We used to go there almost every winter but hadn't made the trip in a couple of years. The last couple of weeks we were busy arranging things and packing. Traci had wanted to go to a tanning salon before we left but she just couldn't seem to find the time. I told her she could work on it once we got there. The first day there, we were just sort of unwinding from all the hustle and bustle of our regular routine. We had left with the temperatures in the teens and single digits and here it was in the 80's. We were staying in a new hotel and our room there was beautiful. We were on the third floor and the room looked out on the ocean. It had a little private veranda where we could sit out and just enjoy the view. It had high walls on each side to separate it from prying eyes, or so we thought. When I saw the veranda, I told her that this would be a great place for her to work on her tan. She thought that that was a great idea, and sent me down to get her some iced tea. When I returned, there she was in all her glory, lying naked on a beach pad, soaking up the rays. I enjoyed the view, both her and the ocean, and this became our morning ritual, she'd lay naked and tan and I'd sit by her and read. Usually, afterwards, we would head out to take a walk on the beach and play in the surf. We'd go into town looking for bargains and curios, usually eating at some small vender. I kept trying to get her to buy a bikini but like a lot of women, she's too critical of her body. "I'm too fat. No one wants to see an overweight old broad running around in a bikini," She said. "You're not fat, and I still think you're as sexy as hell. Just because you don't have that model type hard body doesn't mean that you can't still be sexy." I told her. "You're just prejudiced," she continued, "But I love you for it." She did buy a nice one-piece suit that shows lots of cleavage with a matching sarong. Once back at the hotel, we'd spend the day by the pool and just generally taking it easy. Life was good.

On Wednesday morning, as I headed out to get Traci her tea, she said, "Hon, make it an electric iced tea, will you?" "More hair of the dog? I asked. After bringing her the drink, I decided to take a nap as we had been out late the night before dancing. They had a band at the bar that was playing a lot of good old rock and roll. We drank and danced way too much but it was a lot of fun. I woke from my nap and turned to see if she was still out there. Imagine my surprise to see two heads sticking over the wall ogling my wife. At first I thought they were teenagers but I wasn't quite sure. I didn't say anything as it gave me a thrill to know that she still had what it took to attract men. I stayed on the bed, taking quick peeks to see what they were up to. One young man was a blond and the other one had long jet-black hair. The dark haired one disappeared for a bit and then returned with a camera. Shortly after he started, the blond disappeared and returned with more lenses for the camera. I guess they wanted some close-ups. He was taking lots of pictures of Traci and I almost think she knew that they were there because she turned quite often and gave them quit a show.  After watching this for about a half an hour, I announced to Traci as if just waking, "Ready to hit the beach, Love?" The two men disappeared quickly so as not to be caught, or so they thought.

After our walk, we were sitting by the pool having a drink when I noticed the two men sitting at the bar. They were in their late twenties and nice looking. The blond had a more athletic build than the other one and was proud of it, wearing a speedo and tank top. The other was in a shirt and Old Navy shorts. Unsure of what I had in mind, I went up to the bar to get us refills on our drinks instead of waiting for the waiter. Once there, I introduced myself to them as Ben. I said, "Didn't I see you two go into the room next to us?" They nervously said yes, not realizing that I never said what room we were in. I asked if I could buy them a drink and invited them over on the pretext of finding more about his digital camera he was carrying. Jacques, the longhaired one was more than glad to talk about his "new" toy and we all went back to the pool by Traci. I introduced Traci to Jacques and he in turn introduced Raymond to us. I was surprised by her reaction. She looked at Raymond with a gleam in her eye, like she was starving and he was a six-course meal at the Four Seasons. These two were from Montreal and like us were hiding from winter's rigors and wanted to get away and play. Traci told them how sexy she thought their French accents were. The two of them explained that they own a small computer repair and sales shop and have been friends since high school. They had just got in yesterday but were leaving on Saturday, just like us. Traci asked, "Are you two alone, or are your girlfriends coming down later?" Raymond said, "Girlfriends? What girlfriends? We wanted to get away and find some ladies to party with, you know, new blood. So far the only ones I have seen are already taken or too young. Thanks, J-man!" Jacques only hung his head and Raymond continued, "I wanted to go to Cancun but this cheapskate convinced that Mazatlan was just the same and a lot cheaper." Jacques responded, "You were right there with me when we looked at sites on the net and we BOTH agreed to come here." Raymond just sighed. Traci jumped in, "Poor babies! We've been to Cancun and yes it is a party town but it is almost double in cost. Besides you two haven't been here long enough to really give this town a chance. Besides that, you're here the wrong time of year to find girls; you really should be here Mardi gras week, now that's party time! Either that or spring break, that's when all the singles are here."

Since we had been there lots of times, we told them we'd show them the city. We grabbed a pullmonia, a small open taxi, and headed on an impromptu sight seeing expedition. Jacques, and I think Raymond, were impressed with the scenery, at least Jacques was taking a lot of pictures. Raymond was hanging onto Traci's arm as she led the way. The trip into the jungle provided us with lots of photographic props. I was impressed with all the pictures that he was taking and not having to change rolls of film, only occasionally changing cards. We had a late lunch at a little roadside stand that had banana leaf tamales, buckets of fresh boiled shrimp and lots of iced Pacifico beer. Raymond was kind of taken by the two young ladies making tortillas but their mother wasn't letting them have anything to do with him, much to his disappointment. Jacques was taking pictures of Raymond between the two girls and he let out a big groan. "What's the matter?" I asked. "Shit Ben, I mean, shoot Ben, I'm all filled up." Raymond rubbed his belly and said, "Me too! That was one fine meal." "No," said Jacques, "I'm talking about my cards, they're all filled up." Do you need to buy some more? Traci asked and they both snickered. "What's so funny?" she inquired and Jacques said, "No, I just need to go back to the room and download them into my computer, that's all!" We all jumped into the pullmonia and headed back to the hotel. As we were about to go into our respective rooms, I told them, "Would you mind bringing your computer to our room and showing us how you do it? I've been thinking about buying a digital camera and would appreciate it. Besides, I've got a lot of rum we need to drink up before we go. Much to Traci's joy, Raymond said, "Hell, yes! Free rum, we'll be over in two shakes!" "Just don't shake it too hard," she said with a big grin. I added, "Bring ice!" and they said sure.

Once in our room, Traci went into the bathroom to relieve herself. I followed and asked her how she was doing. "Great!" she answered, over emphasizing her slurring. I didn't think she had that much to drink, only a couple of beers with lunch. When I came out of the bathroom, she had changed into a silk tank top and short shorts and I gave her a low whistle. "Thanks sweetie, I'm glad you still think I'm still sexy," she said. "So do those two," I informed her. She disagreed with me but she had a big smile from my statement. Before we could say anymore, there was a knock at the door and Raymond came in carrying a bag of ice saying, "Party, party, party", followed closely by Jacques carrying his camera and laptop. I helped Jacques set up his computer while Ray and Traci mixed us all drinks. When Jacques sat down, I pulled up a chair next to him to watch how he downloaded his pictures. He was explaining the process to me when Traci handed each of us our drinks. The first sip almost knocked my socks off. "Whoa!" I blurted out, "I didn't know we were that short on Coke." Ray said, "Don't blame me; Traci is the one that poured the rum." I turned to her and she raised her glass to me and said, "Bottoms up." I was thinking, yours or the glass, but kept that to myself. Traci was standing behind Jacques watching the pictures on the screen and Raymond was behind me. I noticed that he had his hand on her shoulder as we all made comments on the pictures. Jacques had a nice camera case. There were several pockets for the memory cards and he had six of them, all numbered. Jacques explained that he could get over 500 shots on just these six memory cards and that really impressed me. I did notice that he had started with #2 and not #1. I figured that #1 had the pictures he had taken of Traci that morning. Jacques was showing us how to change or modify the pictures on his computer but I was also checking out the show behind me. I quietly observed that Raymond's hand was moving down Traci's body, as our little session progressed. His hand had moved from her shoulder to her waist. Soon his hand was on her hips. We spent the next hour drinking and looking at the pictures. We all helped decide which ones they should keep and which ones to discard. I turned to check the time on the clock next to the bed, and happened to see in the small mirror by the bed that I had a view of the back of them in the big dresser mirror directly behind us. Raymond had his hand down inside my wife's shorts and was stroking her ass. I thought to my self, 'my wife wants to play around' and I found it very stimulating, to my surprise.

Jacques excused himself to use the restroom, telling me to try it myself, and Raymond ran down to get us some more rum and coke as we had emptied my bottle. Traci was standing out on the veranda, swaying to the music coming from the pool area below. God, she looked so sexy. The wet spot in the front of her shorts told me that she was ready. Since I had the computer to myself, I put in card #1 and sure enough, there were the pictures that he had taken that morning. I found a good close-up of her crotch with her legs spread wide and minimized it. It only showed from her bellybutton to just below her crotch. I then moved back to my chair as Jacques came back. I kept asking him questions, trying to stall until Raymond got back, which thankfully wasn't long. Traci's face lit up when he came back into the room, which was a little disconcerting to me but I accepted it. We have never had another partner but she had told me of a fantasy of hers to have several men at once but has always insisted that it was going to remain just a fantasy. It looked like she was going to have her fantasy fulfilled and I found myself looking forward to it.

Our drinks freshened, we all gathered around the computer again to see the next couple of pictures. When Jacques clicked on the program, Traci's lovely pussy filled the screen. Traci giggled, not knowing that it was her picture that we were all staring at. "Is that your girlfriend? Traci chided him. Jacques looked as guilty as a kid with his hand caught in the cookie jar. "I wish she was mine! Eh?" Raymond said. I looked up at him and said, "Oh, really?" He stammered a bit and tried to recover, "Well umm, I mean, ahh, you got to admit that she's very beautiful, don't you." Traci seemed a bit jealous of Raymond's statement. I think I stunned everyone when I said after a long pause, "Yes, I know she's beautiful, though you can't tell just from that close-up! That's why I married her." Before anyone could react, I reached for the mouse and clicked on the next picture. It showed all of Traci sunning herself. "When? How? Wha….?" She stammered trying to act innocent, but I interrupted, telling Jacques, "Why don't you show us all the pictures you took of her?" and he reluctantly obliged me. I thought that she would object but she was looking very intently at each picture. I knew that she had already consumed several rum and Cokes but she was acting more intoxicated than she really was. I felt like she was using this as an excuse to carry on. Raymond had removed his hand from her shorts and was watching the computer screen as Jacques enlarged or cropped the pictures. I turned to her and said, "See how beautiful you are! Not only do I feel so, both of these young men do too!" and she turned bright crimson. "I thought you were sleeping!" she said. "We did too!" they chimed in. "So, dear, you knew that they were taking pictures of you and you didn't object?" I said, adding, "Guess I had you all fooled then, didn't I?" Traci didn't say a word but Jacques tried to apologize for taking the pictures and I told him, not to worry, we were all adults and besides, as long as I got copies, I thought it was great.

Thinking the jig was up, Raymond said," Well, I guess you'll want us to leave now, won't you?" Jacques was starting to close up his computer, while Traci just stood by, unsure of what to make of things. "Actually, since Jacques is such a good photographer, I'd really like it if he would take some more pictures of Traci," I said, "I think it would be neat to have some really sexy shots of her, if you two don't mind? That is if Traci wouldn't mind, would you dear?" She didn't answer; she stood there for a minute contemplating the situation and then got this really big grin and nodded. "What should I do?" she asked me. "Just follow my direction and do what you think is sexy," I said. I had Raymond and Jacques move the table out of the way, giving Traci more room. I asked her to feel the music and pretend we weren't there. "Imagine you're alone. Your lover should be there any minute and you're really horney. Sway to the music and rub your body. Be sensual. You know what to do." I said. She giggled and twirled around the room, her hands rubbing her body. Her fingers would rub her belly and move the fabric of her top up to almost expose her breast, teasing us. She was caressing her body while she moved about us. You could feel the sexual tension in the room. It was now or never, I thought and I somehow got out, "Now take off your top." Both hands grabbed her top and she started slowly pulling it up her body. Just before she exposed her lovely breasts, she looked over at me and said, "Do you really want to do this?" I nodded and smiled. She finished removing her top and both young men were telling her how good she looked, as her hands were rubbing her breasts while she'd gently pull on her now erect nipples. "OK, now slip one hand into your shorts while you play with your nipple with the other" I said and she readily complied. Her hand disappeared beneath the fabric and we watched as she rubbed herself. "Now remove your shorts" I heard Raymond say. With no hesitation, she slowly inched them to the floor. As she stepped out of them, she rubbed her hands from her ankles, slowly up her body to her neck, stretching like a cat.

Soon Jacques and Raymond were adding things that they wanted her to do. She seemed to like obeying all our commands and was having fun doing it. We watched as Jacques took pictures of her fingers slipping into her moist love canal while she brought herself off, as much for our enjoyment as hers. "OK," I said sensing that she was close to her orgasm, "now we need another prop." Traci looked at me with curiosity. "Raymond, pretend you are her boyfriend and stand at the corner of the bed and watch her," I directed. He gladly complied. "Look up at him while you bring your self off," I instructed. He didn't need me to tell him to do that, and he quickly moved into position. She was writhing with pleasure as she brought herself off while Raymond was stroking her legs. He bent over and was kissing and licking her legs and inner thighs; this helped her really blast off. As she finished her first orgasm, I directed her, "Now stand up next to him and remove his tank top and rub his chest. You'd think she had just won the lottery as she was smiling like crazy. She pulled his top off and began to caress his chest. "Like this?" she said. "Any way you want," I told her, "you can improvise if you'd like." "Raymond, at least act like you want her too," I blurted out. She was rubbing her hands up and down his rippled chest and his hands moved to her breasts. Traci began to rub his chest with her erect nipples while her hand went down and she began to draw her nails over his crotch. The fabric of his speedo was restraining his steel-like erection. He wrapped his arms around her and kissed her, gently, deeply and she was responding in kind. He picked her up and gently placed her down on the bed while they still had their lips locked. Her hands went to his suit and pulled it off of him, exposing his rock hard member and tight butt. Her hands were exploring his entire body as Jacques began to direct her himself. "Stroke his shaft," I heard him say and she needed no coaxing. Raymond's fingers disappeared in her love canal as she spread herself more trying to get them deeper into her. Raymond was actually built about the same length as me only much fatter and the head of his maleness was quite large and mushroom shaped. Traci's one hand was exploring every bit of it as he joined her on the bed. She was hotter than a two-dollar pistol. Her hips arched as she had a massive orgasm on his fingers. Their lips finally parted as she relaxed from her pleasure.

"What next?" Raymond asked me and I found myself saying, "Tease her pussy with your cock. Don't put it in but just rub it around a bit. Use it to play with her clit. See if you can get her off without actually getting it in." This brought a big smile to him as he moved between her legs. Jacques was also giving them direction so he could get some good shots. Even though I was watching things unfold in front of me, I really wanted to see the pictures when this was over. Raymond was grasping his member and rubbing his now dripping cock head all over her outer lips. He then positioned himself over her and began to use the entire length of his shaft to slide over her clit. His muscled arms supporting him above her as his dick slid across her wet opening. Traci was moaning and acting like an animal in heat. It was obvious that Raymond was enjoying himself also. Without us saying anything, Traci grabbed his erect member and guided it into her hungry slit. Both of them were so wet that he was all the way in on the first stroke. I swear that she started orgasming with that first penetration. We watched as their passion built. He began to kiss her neck and moved gently down to her breast, taking as much of it into his mouth as he could. Raymond then began a series of soft bites on her nipples, alternating from one to the other. Traci was getting pretty vocal now and I wondered if someone was going to complain. Those thoughts quickly disappeared as I watched her canal being stretched as his member slid in and out of her. Traci was cumming like crazy as she held tightly to his taut ass. Jacques and I watched as his balls twitched and he began to shoot his seed deep into my wife. She was pressing her mouth to his shoulder, trying to muffle her screams of pleasure as the two of them came together. I was hoping he'd last a little longer and knowing Traci I figured that she was still ready for action. We usually have a lot of foreplay and take our time making love.

Raymond rolled off of her and Jacques took pictures of both of their sweaty bodies. He managed to get her to spread her legs as their mingled juices leaked out of her. He took several shots while Traci tried to gather her composure. I handed her the box of Kleenex as Raymond went to the bathroom to clean himself up. "Are you OK with this?" she said. "Yes," I re-assured her, "Just relax and do anything your heart desires." I gave her a kiss and she laid her head back on the pillow. Raymond brought out a washcloth and towel for her to clean off. While she was toweling off, I asked Jacques if I could try the camera. "What for?" he asked. "I thought maybe you'd like to get in on the action and I could take some pictures," I said seeing his shorts pushed out by his member. He pushed the camera into my hands and quickly stripped. He was facing Traci as his shorts hit the ground and I heard her gasp. I soon saw what caused that as Jacques climbed over my wife. He had an extremely large and long member. He looked like he could have been a porn star. His mouth went straight to her nipple as his hands explored her. "Do you guys do this all the time?" Raymond said as he stood next to me. "Actually, this is the first for us, and probably the last. It's a one time fling," I told him. He asked, "Doesn't it bother you, having your wife make it with another man?" "Yes, a bit," I said, "but I'd rather let her play around with me here than have her have an affair behind my back. Don't worry; I'm going to get into the action too. I just want her to get all warmed up before I jump in." Raymond chuckled as we watched Jacques sucking on Traci's tit and his fingers probing her slit. "You know, Raymond, she has two tits. I'd hate for one to get jealous and be neglected," I told him. He smiled and went over to her. He leaned over and brought her other nipple into her mouth. Traci's eyes opened in astonishment and pleasure. She was squirming with pleasure. Jacques scooted over and pulled her with him, giving Raymond room to lie down next to her. They were taking turns kissing her while their hands caressed her. Each of Traci's hands was busy stroking their cocks. She began to push her ass off of the bed, trying to get Jacques fingers deeper into her as she began to tremble and shake as her orgasm hit. I think if she weren't tonguing Raymond, they'd have heard her down in the lobby.

Traci was still in the throws of orgasm as Jacques removed his fingers and quickly mounted her. He guided his love muscle to the entrance to her love canal and I took close-ups as his tool disappeared into my wife. I swear she had another orgasm just from him inserting his tool. Damn, she was so hot and for that matter, so was I. She was rubbing his chest and arching up to give him a better angle. I was surprised as he bottomed out with some of his cock still showing. As he pulled out, her pussy clung to his member. He was giving her slow strokes, using every last centimeter of it to give her pleasure. She looked up at me and gave me a little wave. I love you, she mouthed as I kept the camera clicking. Apparently, Jacques felt that he had given her enough time to adjust to his large cock and he began to pick up the pace. He then slipped his arms under her legs and held them up and started really ramming home. Suddenly, Traci put her hands on his chest, trying to stop him. "Whoa there big fella," she said, "That hurts when you bottom out. How about letting me be on top?" Jacques was more than glad to accommodate as they quickly traded places. I was jealous of him, what man wouldn't be, I thought. Traci straddled Jacques and guided his large shaft into her waiting slit, soon Traci got into a rhythm with him. Raymond straddled Jacques legs and caressed her from behind. He'd rub her back and caress her. Then he began kissing her neck and shoulders as his hands wrapped around her and played with her breasts. I was a little miffed as I had to change cards and was missing some of the action.

I quickly got the camera ready and Jacques had pulled her down to him and they were kissing deeply. Raymond was rubbing her back and his hands drifted to her butt. He began to play with her puckered rose bud. He moistened his finger with her pussy juices and started to slowly insert it into her backside. As he began to explore her ass, she was going crazy with desire; I've never seen her so turned on. I was having my own private sex show, I thought, with my wife as the star. Raymond grasped his tool and aimed it at her asshole. He tried a couple of times to get it in but he was too large. "I'd love to have you in my backside," she said, "but you're just too big for me to handle back there." Looking up at me, she said coyly, "Would you like to give it a try, hon?" In a flash, I was out of my clothes and joined them on the bed. I'll have to admit it felt strange to have my legs straddling a man's hairy legs, but not nearly as strange as when I felt my balls rubbing his, as Traci worked my steeled shaft up her ass. I could feel his swelling dick inside my wife's love tunnel as our cocks brought her to orgasmic bliss. "Oh fuck! Oh fuck! Oh my god, yes!" she screamed out as she exploded on our shafts. Jacques was dumping his load and I could feel his contractions as he shot off, deep inside of her. This pushed me over the edge as I joined them in a major orgasm. All the while, Raymond kept clicking away, capturing this event for all time. I extricated myself from our tangled, sweaty trio and helped Traci up. She kissed me deeply as she wrapped her arms around me and hung onto my neck. Luckily, this suite has a large walk in shower and we all cleaned up together. Jacques and Raymond lathered my wife up, much to her enjoyment, but she didn't let them play with her pussy, telling them that she was tender and needed time to recuperate. We agreed to meet for dinner and the guys left. We took a well-deserved nap before dinner.

Dinner was a pleasant mix of conversation, as we all shared our life's experiences and relived some of the afternoon's frolic. I kept thinking how sexy Traci looked in her clingy black sheath dress. I could tell that several of the other ladies in the restaurant with us were so jealous of her as she commanded the attention of the three of us. Afterwards, we went into the lounge and danced until they kicked us out of the club. At our door, the guys kissed Traci goodnight and we set a meeting time for tomorrow, or should I say this morning as it was well past two. I felt so horney as she removed her dress and stood there wearing only her T-back panties. I reached for her and we kissed. As my hand dropped to her crotch, she gently pushed it away and said, "As much as I'd love to, I think it needs a rest, at least for a while. OK?" We cuddled together and fell fast asleep.

I was awakened by a knock at the door. "Room service! Wake up you sleepy heads, it's almost noon," we heard Raymond say." I opened the door to him holding a tray of coffee and rolls with Jacques close behind.  Traci sat up in bed and pulled up the sheet to cover her, though I don't know why after what we had done the day before.  Raymond set the tray down on the dresser and poured coffee for us.  Jacques brought out a bottle that he had secreted into the room and he poured a floater of liquid into each cup. "What's that? Traci asked. "Damiana Liquor," he said with a grin. "That's good!" Traci told him as she took the first sip of her coffee. I remembered a clerk at one of the liquor stores saying that Damiana was an aphrodisiac. Humm, I wonder why they thought that Traci needed anything more to get her going. "Would you men mind turning around so that I can get up?" she said and we all turned to face the wall. She jumped out of bed and quickly headed for the bathroom, not realizing that we were all facing the dresser, with it's big mirror affording us a great view. She came out; wearing only one of my white tee shirts and that brought a smile to our faces. Jacques then busied himself with the computer as we reviewed the pictures from the day before. I was thoroughly impressed with the results. The pictures were clear and crisp, showing every detail of our carryings on. My cock was again straining from seeing all the pictures of my wife fucking those two. When Traci saw the pictures of Jacques cock as it entered her, she exclaimed, "Wow, no wonder I'm a little sore today. You mean I took all of that? I smiled and nodded as she shook her head in disbelief. "Not all of it, but most if it," I added as my hand gently brushed her stiffening nipples, showing through the thin fabric. She shuddered as my fingers gently tweaked her nipple. I returned my attention to the computer screen as we edited and saved picture after picture. Traci began to distract me by brushing her nipples on the back of my neck. Raymond was caressing her back, under her tee shirt and I could tell she was ready for more. "Are you still horney?" she whispered as she nibbled on my ear. I stood up, my pants hitting the floor as I exclaimed, "More than ever!" We quickly jumped into bed and she spread wide open for me. Damn, I thought, no worse for wear as I felt her slick clinging pussy envelop my member. I found myself trying a little harder than normal to please her, guess it was the competition. I held out as long as I could but my release wouldn't wait. Traci was having another orgasm as I blasted off into her.

I eased myself off of her to find both young men naked, members erect, waiting for their turn. I slid off and they needed no encouragement to take my place. Traci was in hog heaven as she was sandwiched between the two of them. They cradled her as both of them explored her body again and took turns fingering her, their fingers moistened by my release.  They worked it into her clit and the surrounding area as her hips bounced off the bed as she came. This time Jacques went before Raymond. He positioned himself over her and gently entered her. He took his time and slowly inserted it deep until he hit bottom and then ever so slowly, pulled it out, her pussy clinging to him, as he withdrew from her love canal. I picked up the camera and began to capture some moments for us to enjoy later. Raymond was feeling a little left out and was stroking his manhood. He was all wet with precum and was in dire need of release. He gently took Traci's hand and put it on his cock. Traci turned to him and smiled as she moved her hand up and down his shaft, using her palm to rub his juices into his cockhead as her fingers toyed with the shaft. She then reached under his ball sack and slowly drew her nails over it, causing him to moan. "Damn it Jacques, can't you hurry up? I'm about to explode over here," Raymond said with urgency. "You don't rush a good thing, mon ami." Jacques said as he continued. Traci had wrapped her legs around him and she seemed to be able to accommodate more of him today than yesterday. "Poor dear,' Traci said to Raymond, "lets see if this helps," as she pulled his erection towards her mouth. Her tongue darted and cleaned off all of the precum that Raymond had leaked out. Traci usually has trouble going down on me but she was having no trouble today. I guessed it was her insatiable sexual appetite that was driving her as I watched her take him into her mouth. He let out a low moan as he tried to get closer to her and get more of his cock into her mouth but she would only take the head in but was stroking him with her hand. He looked like he was close to orgasm as his butt cheeks tightened and his hand clenched the bed sheets. A major orgasm overtook Traci and she let out an almost animalistic, guttural, moan in ecstasy, slightly muffled by the cock in her mouth. This sent Raymond over the top and he started to explode. She removed him from her mouth as the first surge hit the back of her throat and he splashed all over her tits and also Jacques forearm. Jacques, apparently not wanting to be left behind, began moaning in French and his balls twitched as he splashed my wife's insides with hot cum. Raymond sat down in the chair and Jacques came down and kissed Traci. As he raised up his head he asked, "I wonder if this makes me a cocksucker by proxy?" That cracked up Traci and she gently pushed him over. She just lay there, recuperating as a small river of Jacques and my cum, came running out of her satisfied pussy. I got several good shots and couldn't wait to see the final results. She finally jumped up, as she needed to use the toilet. As she headed for the bathroom, I commented, "Walking a little bowlegged, aren't we?" She turned around and smiled at me, not saying anything, just glowing. Soon we all joined her for another communal shower.

Jacques and Raymond had left the shower and were toweling off, as Traci and I remained, chatting. "I wasn't too bad, was I?" she said as her hands rubbed my chest. "I don't want you to get jealous. I'd never cheat on you, not unless you were there," she said with a smile. "I was a bit jealous for while," I told her. She asked, "When? Was it because of his size?" "Well, that was part of it." I explained, "I think I was more jealous of the blowjob you gave Raymond, than of you having sex with them. It seems like ever since we got married, that you don't giving head as much as before." She kissed me and then slowly kissed all the way down to my flaccid cock. She took me into her mouth and started to gently mouth it back to life. She alternated with sucking and kissing my cock as I stood under the pulsing shower. I turned off the water and looked down at her as she sucked me with wanton abandon. Her hands were on my butt cheeks as her mouth worked its magic on my shaft. I could feel my seed beginning to boil as it readied itself to explode. "Look out! Here I cum!" I warned her but to my surprise, she just sucked harder. I came so hard that my knees buckled and I saw stars as I shot load after load down her throat. I looked down at her angelic face and pulled her up to me. We kissed, our tongues intertwined, our bodies pressed tightly together as we silently expressed our love for each other.

I turned to exit the shower and there was Jacques, camera in hand. "Some good pictures, I think? Oui!" he said, adding, "Humm, now that makes you a cocksucker by proxy too, doesn't it Ben?" Traci just giggled.

On Friday, the guys wanted to get together again but Traci told them no. I re-assured her that it was all right with me if she wanted to but she still said no, she said she was thoroughly satisfied. We just relaxed and enjoyed each other's company, lounging by the pool. That evening, Jacques and Raymond came by our room. They brought a big bouquet of flowers for Traci and a hand written note from each of them along with their addresses, in case we ever needed them. Jacques handed me two sets of CDs on which he had recorded all of the pictures. The first set was of the scenery of Mazatlan. The second was of our bedroom adventures. "Enjoy, mon ami!" he said with a wink, as he gave us each a hug. Raymond gave Traci a big hug and kiss but I don't think he was into giving a guy a hug and him and I shook hands as we said our goodbyes. At the door, Traci was tonguing Jacques as Raymond and I watched. Just then another couple came around the corner from the elevator and they had to break things off with Traci making a quick retreat back into our room. Again by ourselves, I asked her, "Now do you believe me when I say that you are sexy? You sure showed those two that you were!" She just smiled that Mona Lisa smile, saying nothing.

On our flight home, she kissed me on the cheek for no apparent reason. "Thanks for making my fantasy come true," she whispered, beaming. I whispered back, "Would you like it to continue from time to time?" to which she declined, saying, "No thanks! This week was enough. Besides you'd probably want to have another woman or two. Wouldn't you?" I smiled saying, "Sounds good to me!" She just shook her head and said, "I don't think I could share you with another woman." "What!!" I said, "After what you did, you'd deny me that?" Traci just smiled. "What can I say?" she said, "Guess I'm just too jealous." Now if that didn't take the cake, I thought. I just held her and figured I'd just have to enjoy our pictures and the memories.