It was our seventh anniversary, and we wanted to celebrate it in style, so we went to an upscale restaurant in one of the city's plush resort hotels.
I wore an evening gown type dress, and my husband wore a suit and tie, so we felt quite elegant. We agreed not to wear underwear, so we would feel sexy. My husband loves the feeling of his penis and testicles moving around freely under his pants, and I enjoy fondling him when I have the opportunity.
My dress was revealing enough to give a generous view of my breasts, which are not large, but make an inviting cleft between their pointy mounds. My nipples pressed invitingly into the soft silk of my gown. Since I was not wearing panties, the gown clung to my figure and displayed its sensuous curves to advantage. It was obvious to anyone who looked at me that I was not a shy lady!
The dinner was delicious, and because we enjoyed several alcoholic accompaniments to our repast, we were both just a little tipsy as we made our way into the hotel bar, not wanting our romantic evening to be over so soon.
We sat at the bar and ordered Brandy Alexanders with ice cream, our favorite "dessert." We had just received our drinks when a pair of gentlemen, also dressed in suits and ties, entered the bar, one of them sitting down beside me, the other next to my husband. Before long we had engaged in conversation, learning that they were from out of town, and were staying at the hotel.
In the course of our conversation I noticed a piano in the bar, and when my husband mentioned that I was a pretty good pianist, one of the men urged me to play for them. I demurred at first, but our new friends were persuasive, and Dave, the younger of the two, took me by the arm and gently led me over to the piano, where I began to perform a medley of favorite popular and show tunes.
Paul, the older man, about my husband's age, moved over to the bar stool next to my husband, and bought him a scotch on the rocks. They sat enjoying the music, and I noticed that Dave was getting pretty cozy with me, leaning into me and putting his hand on my thigh when making a joke or complimenting me on my playing.
Meanwhile, Paul began to get cozy with my husband, placing his hand on his thigh to emphasize a point, and being slow to remove it. My husband didn't seem to mind this, since he had been seduced by several men in his youth, and had come to enjoy it, which he had admitted to me.
We have an "open" marriage. I knew my husband wasn't bothered by Dave's familiarity with me either. He figured that if I objected to his advances I would be sure to let him know. I was a big girl, and could take care of myself.
After playing the piano and singing for a while, Dave and I went back to the bar, I, sitting between our new friends, and my husband on the end of our little group.
We had a few laughs and had pretty well loosened up when the bartender informed us that he would have to be closing the bar, so we must "drink up." Dave said it was too early to break up our little party, so why not adjourn to their room and continue?
My husband and I agreed, and so we followed them up to their hotel room, giggling a little as Dave guided me by putting his arm around me and patting my ass from time to time. Paul stayed close to my husband, and managed to place a hand on his bottom while we were in the elevator.
When we got to their room, Dave put on some music and suggested dancing with me, to which I agreed. We danced a few minutes, with Dave holding me close to him and letting his hand rest on my undulating buttocks. Soon Paul decided he wanted to dance with me also, but Dave didn't want to give me up. Paul just went to my backside and began to move in time with the music and the movements of my swaying ass, pressing his obviously hard cock into me from behind.
I was sure my husband was being turned on by the sight of me dancing between two men, and I could see his hard-on threatening to burst out of his pants.
When Paul began to work the skirt of my dress up my legs and over my hips, I didn't object, and before long I was gyrating between the two men with my gown around my shoulders, my naked breasts and bottom completely exposed.
While Paul continued to press into me from behind, Dave got down on his knees and worked his hands up between my thighs to find my pussy, which I freely let him explore. About this time Paul backed away and took his clothes off while watching Dave lick my pussy.
He came over and stood in front of my husband brandishing his hard cock, and my husband couldn't resist fondling it and kissing it before letting it slide into his mouth. He barely had Paul's cock wet when Paul backed off and knelt down to unzip my husband's pants and take his cock out, wetting it with his saliva as it hardened into his sucking mouth.
By the time my husband had his clothes off, Dave had me on the bed, and he was pulling my gown over my head and off while I undid his pants and pulled them down to reveal a bigger cock than either Paul's or my husband's, but just as swollen.
I bent to suck Dave's cock as he fidgeted and managed to get the rest of his clothes off. Then he gently pushed me back on the bed and crawled up between my spread legs to insert his hard-on into my wet and steaming cunt.
Paul drew my husband with him over to the bed, and he took his cock into his mouth while my husband watched hungrily, as Dave's cock began to pound in and out of my clinging pussy. My husband reached over and played with Dave's balls as they slapped against my ass, and then he ran his finger up to get some of the pussy juice that was coating Dave's reaming sex pole.
Meanwhile, Paul managed to work his way around without letting go of my husband's cock so his cock was within reach of my mouth. I eagerly opened my mouth and surrounded Paul's cock with my lips, sucking it in with a slurp. There we were, in a kind of "daisy chain,' each one giving and getting pleasure from another person.
Obviously, it didn't take long for the cum to start gushing, so when Dave shot his wad into my cunt, my husband was there to lick and lap at it. Paul took my husband's cum into his mouth, and I took Paul's cum into my mouth. As we separated, we shared one another's cum, and my husband and I ended up entwined with each other, Paul cuddling my husband from my back, and Dave cuddling me from my back.
I guess we dozed off that way, and slept for several hours. In the morning we all took showers before my husband and I got dressed and left.