**Title: Hotel Room Surprise**

I never thought I’d see the day my wife, Amy, would be down for something like this. We’d been married for six years, and things had been good—hot, even—but when she casually mentioned she wanted to try DP while we were on vacation, I almost choked on my drink.

Now, here we were, in some fancy-ass hotel room, waiting for Stan—a buddy of mine from the gym who she’d always flirted with—to knock on the door. Amy was wearing this tiny black lingerie set, her tits spilling out of the lace top, her ass barely covered by the thong. She bit her lip, watching me stroke my cock through my jeans.

“You sure about this, baby?” I asked, even though I already knew the answer.

She nodded, her cheeks flushed. “I want both of you inside me. At the same time.”

Fuck.

A sharp knock came at the door. Stan walked in, grinning when he saw Amy sprawled on the bed. “Damn,” he muttered, adjusting himself through his shorts.

No small talk. No wasted time. Amy pushed me onto the bed, crawling over me to kiss me deep, her tongue sliding against mine while her hands went straight for my belt. Stan didn’t hesitate—he pulled her thong to the side, burying his face between her cheeks before she even got my cock out.

“Oh fuck!” she gasped, breaking our kiss.

I yanked her top down, sucking her nipple hard while she shivered between us. Stan’s tongue was already working her pussy, his fingers spreading her open. I could hear how wet she was, the slick sounds making my dick throb.

“You taste so good,” Stan groaned, lifting her leg over his shoulder.

Amy moaned, hands gripping my hair as I switched to her other nipple. “I need—I need you both,” she panted.

Stan didn’t need telling twice. He flipped her onto her hands and knees, lining up behind her while I got in front. She took my cock into her mouth, eyes watering as she sucked me deep, spit dripping down my shaft.

Then Stan pushed into her pussy in one hard stroke.

Amy screamed around my cock, her body tensing as he stretched her. I could feel it—the way her thighs shook, the way her throat clenched around me. Stan groaned, gripping her hips as he fucked into her, her ass jiggling with every thrust.

“Fuck, she’s tight,” he gritted out.

I pulled out of her mouth, watching her drool as Stan pounded her from behind. “You ready for me too, baby?”

She nodded fast. “Please, I want it. I want both.”

I spat into my hand, rubbing it over her asshole before pressing my tip against it. She whined, pushing back as I slowly worked inside. The heat was insane, the pressure so fucking tight I had to grit my teeth.

Then I was in.

“Holy shit,” Stan breathed, feeling her clench around us both.

Amy was trembling, her moans turning into high-pitched cries as we moved. Stan fucked her pussy hard, his balls slapping against her, while I took my time, thrusting shallow into her ass, feeling every inch of her gripping me.

“You’re so fucking full,” I growled, grabbing her hair.

She could only nod, panting, her eyes rolling back as we used her. Stan reached around, rubbing her clit in rough circles while I leaned down to bite her shoulder.

“Gonna cum—” she choked out.

“Yeah?” Stan grunted, slamming into her harder. “Cum on our dicks, Amy. Let us feel it.”

Her whole body locked up, her pussy and ass clamping down on us like a vice as she came, screaming into the sheets. That was all it took—Stan groaned, filling her pussy while I shoved as deep as I could, spilling into her ass.

We collapsed around her, all of us sweating, gasping. Amy slumped between us, a mess of spit and cum, her thighs still twitching.

Stan chuckled, running a hand down her back. “Best fucking vacation ever.”

And honestly? I couldn’t argue with that.