Abby & Andrew... and Shane Ch. 07

All characters are fictional. Any resemblance to real persons or places is coincidental. All characters engaging in sexual acts are 18 or over.

Thanks to AlphaBetaCajun for his editing help.

Mexico

We were finally on the plane to our Mexico vacation. Abby was sitting next to me in the aisle seat, with Shane in the aisle seat across from her. Once we were in the air, the flight attendant came through taking drink orders. Shane and I got a water, and Abby asked for a rum and coke. When I looked at her, she gave me her sexy smile.

"We're on vacation!" She patted my leg, then looked across the aisle at Shane. "Besides, I need something to wash down the last of my snack from the ride to the airport."

I shook my head and grinned. On our way to catch our flight, Shane and Abby had ridden in the back seat while I drove. Just as I pulled into the airport parking garage I heard Shane let out a groan, and knew that he was filling Abby's mouth and belly with his cum.

"I thought you loved the taste?" I teased her.

"Oh, I do! Shane cums so much, though, and it's so thick, that sometimes it kinda gets stuck in the back of my throat." She ran her hand up and gave my cock a squeeze. "All of your cum goes into my pussy until I'm knocked up, though, remember?" She leaned in to whisper.

"How can I forget? I've been waiting two months!" I leaned over and kissed her.

Shane and I were wearing shorts and button-up short-sleeved shirts for the plane ride. Abby was wearing a short, flowery sun dress that showed off her toned legs, and left her arms bare.

The flight to the resort took almost three hours. The airport at the resort was too small for large planes, so they chartered small ones into the private airport. Twenty minutes after landing we were walking into the lobby of the resort.

"Abby!" I heard a feminine voice call out.

I saw a tall, dark skinned young lady wave as she walked toward us. Abby saw her and broke out in a big smile. "Camila! It's great to finally meet in person!" Abby called as the two met and hugged.

Abby turned to Shane and me. "Guys, this is Camila, our personal concierge for the next ten days."

I tried not to stare, but even wearing a polo shirt and long shorts, Camila's exotic beauty was hard to miss. She was tall, at least as tall as my 5'8". She had dark black hair that was in a braid that reached the middle of her back. Her skin was dark, and as smooth as milk chocolate. When she smiled, her bright white teeth gleamed. The polo shirt she was wearing did not hide the fact that she had big breasts.

"It's nice to meet you, Andrew." She shook my hand, then turned and shook Shane's. "And you as well, Shane. I've heard so much about you both, I feel like I already know you."

Her English was perfect, and her accent only added to her exotic allure. She walked us across the lobby and up a flight of stairs to the second floor. Our suite was at the end of the hall. There was a large living area with a corner sofa and two chairs, with one wall occupied by a wet bar with a small refrigerator. The main bedroom was huge, with a king-sized bed as well as a love seat. There were large windows looking out over a pool, with the ocean in the distance. The adjoining bathroom had a shower big enough for six, it seemed, and a sunken tub that could easily fit two. On the other side of the living room was a smaller bedroom with a queen-sized bed and full bathroom.

After a quick tour of the suite, we were standing in the living area. "I will let you settle in. Your bags have been brought up and unpacked. I will be in the lobby when you are ready for your tour of the resort."

Shane went to the guest room, while Abby and I went into the master. While she was in the bathroom I looked around and saw that all of our clothes had already been put away. Our phone chargers were even plugged in and ready on the bedside tables. When Abby came out, I went into the bathroom to relieve myself, then splashed cold water on my face. When I walked back into the bedroom Abby was lying on the big bed. She had her legs spread, with her sundress pulled up past her waist. Her lacy thong was dangling from one ankle, and she had one hand rubbing her bald pussy.

"Get up here, Andrew." She crooked her finger at me. "It's time for you to start breeding your wife."

"Fuck, Abby!" I kicked my shoes off and shoved my pants and underwear to the floor, not bothering to remove my shirt.

I knee-walked to the middle of the bed, watching as Abby spread her slick lips, showing me the hot pink of her pussy. My cock was rock hard, and as soon as I was close enough she grabbed my cock and guided me into her.

"Ohhh, god, Abby." I groaned at the feel of her hot, wet, tight pussy on my cock. After two months of waiting, it felt like heaven. "Your pussy feels fantastic!"

"I love your cock in my pussy, Andrew." Her legs rose up, gliding along my hips and sides. "I've missed feeling you fucking me. I want you to keep me full of cum while we're here, OK?"

"I would love nothing more." I grunted. "I'm not going to last long."

I could feel her pussy muscles squeezing my cock all along its length. The heat felt exquisite, and whatever staying power I had built up was long gone after not getting fuck my wife for so long. She felt me tense, and wrapped her arms around me, pulling me onto her. She kissed me just as my orgasm hit, and I moaned into her mouth as my balls pulsed, spurt after spurt of cum jetting into her unprotected pussy.

"Mmm, I love kissing you while you cum in me." She ruffled my hair. "Now let's get downstairs for our tour. Shane and Camila are waiting for us."

"Do you need to clean up?" I asked as I rolled off and stood, grabbing the towel I had used and wiping my cock.

Abby pulled up her thong, letting me see the lacy crotch barely covering her full pussy lips. "Nope. I want to feel your cum oozing out of me all the time."

"I like that idea!" I grinned at her.

She stood, her dress falling back down, and we headed downstairs for our tour.

As Camila walked us around the resort, Abby explained that she had chosen Camila as our concierge after their first interview, and over the last few weeks the two had emailed, then video chatted, several times. Camila knew that Abby and I were married, and that Abby and Shane were 'very close'. The two ladies had also talked about what activities we might like, so Camila was prepared with a detailed itinerary. Our days were not planned to the hour, but she did have at least one activity planned for us each day, as well as a couple of dinner reservations, including one on our anniversary.

We had two cabanas reserved just for us. One was at the big pool we could see from our balcony. The other was on the beach. Both of them were covered, and enclosed on three sides with almost opaque, lightweight fabric. The open side had a semi-sheer curtain that could be closed to provide some privacy. In the cabanas were two double chaise loungers, as well as two small tables and two chairs. We finished our tour at the beach cabana. Ours was the last on the row, giving us the most privacy. When we walked up to it I saw that the tables had trays of fruit and cheese, as well as a bucket with two bottles of white wine.

"I will leave you three alone to enjoy the evening. And leave the dishes. Housekeeping will take care of everything once you leave." Camila told us. "Room service is available twenty-four hours a day, and if you are at one of the bars late at night they can order food for you also. I will see you tomorrow morning for your first snorkeling lesson!"

We all said goodbye as she turned and left. Shane opened a bottle of wine, while Abby and I started nibbling on the snacks. We were quiet for a few minutes as we ate, none of us realizing how hungry we were until we started. Shane was sitting in a chair, while Abby and I had flopped onto one of the chaise loungers, easily big enough for the two of us.

"Well, what do you think of Camila?" Abby asked.

"She seems nice." I answered. "Her English is very good, and she knows all about the resort."

"She went to an all-girls Catholic school in Guadalajara." Abby told us. "She's enrolled at San Diego State in the fall, planning on being a teacher."

"How much did you two talk?" Shane was smiling as he sipped his wine.

"Quite a bit, actually." Abby leaned back in the lounger, her hand finding mine. "We connected pretty quickly. I know she was raised in a conservative, Catholic family, but I get the feeling she is not a prude."

"Well, working here, I think it would be hard for her to be too judgmental." Shane laughed. "I'm sure she sees a lot of non-traditional activity going on."

"So, she knows about you and Shane?" I asked.

"I didn't tell her any details, but she strongly suspects." Abby giggled. "I am at a clothing optional resort with two very sexy men, after all. She doesn't know that Shane is hung like a horse, and that I love to feel his big cock balls deep in my ass, if that's what you're asking."

Abby laughed when she felt my hand squeeze hers. She turned and kissed me, then stood and stepped over to Shane, leaning in to give him a long kiss.

"I want to tell her everything about us." Abby said as she turned and straddled Shane's legs, laying back against his chest. Her dress rode up, letting me see that her lacy thong had wet spots from my cum. "But only if you two are OK with it."

"I'm fine with it." Shane said as he reached around Abby and cupped her tits through her dress, bringing out a soft moan. "But I think it's Andrew's call to make."

I looked at my wife, sitting on my best friend's lap, legs spread showing me her wet pussy while he played with her tits. My cock was already hard again, and the thought of Camila knowing what Abby and Shane would do only made me harder.

"You can tell her anything, Abby." I reached out and ran my hand along her leg. "I have a feeling she'll be seeing you and Shane do a lot of flirting anyway, won't she?"

"Mmmm-hmm." Abby grinned down at me. "I plan to be very slutty while I'm here. For both of you."

"I like the sound of that." I grinned. "I have two months of no pussy to catch up on."

Abby nodded. "My pussy is available any time you want to fuck it, sweetheart." She turned and looked at Shane. "And speaking of catching up, I got used to having my ass fucked at least once a day, and it's been a week...."

Shane laughed and gave her tits a hard squeeze. "You're a greedy little butt slut, aren't you?"

"Yes, I am." Abby nodded. "And I want to go back to our room right now, so you two can fuck me until I pass out."

Abby had barely finished speaking when Shane stood, setting her onto her feet. I quickly stood up from the lounger, and he and I shared a look as we each took one of Abby's hands and walked across the sand toward the resort.

We paused on the pool deck long enough to rinse the sand from our feet at one of the outdoor showers and were in our suite five minutes later. Abby led us to the master bedroom, shedding her dress as she walked. She turned at the foot of the bed and pushed her panties off, leaving her naked. We wasted no time stripping and joining her on the bed, lying on either side of her. She took turns kissing us as we lay there, Shane and I trailing our hands all over her body. She writhed against us as we teased her rock-hard nipples, tugging on the thick barbells piercing them. Her legs spread when we slid our hands across her belly and thighs, draping her legs over ours. Her hands sought out our cocks, and Shane and I both groaned when she found them. She stroked us, feeling how hard we were for her.

"I need you in my ass." Her voice was husky as she looked up at Shane, then twisted to look at me. "There is lube in the bedside table, Andrew."

I rolled over and opened the drawer, finding the familiar jar of coconut oil. When I rolled back with the jar in my hand, Abby had shifted onto her hands and knees with her ass at Shane's shoulder and her head at his crotch. She had his long, fat cock by the base, and was licking along the shaft up to the head. Her lips caught the tip and she slurped at the pink head, her tongue sliding all around.

"I love your taste, Shane." She purred as she lapped at the underside of his cock head. "It makes my pussy so wet."

Shane had a hand between Abby's legs and pulled it out to show me the thick goo on his fingers. "You are definitely wet, Abby." He chuckled. "But I think some of it is your husband's cum."

"Mmm, yes, he finally got to fuck my pussy." Abby turned to me and dipped two fingers into the jar, scooping a gob of coconut oil out and smearing it onto Shane's cock. "Lie down, Andrew."

I tossed the jar to the side and laid down next to Andrew. Abby finished smearing the coconut oil on Shane's cock. He was fully hard now, and as she stroked her slick hands up and down, a thick gob of precum oozed out. She put one of her small hands around the head and slowly drug it down, smearing the pearly liquid into the coconut oil coating his fat shaft. She let his heavy cock splat onto his belly and turned to me, moving down between my legs and grabbing my cock in one slick hand. The size difference between my cock and Shane's was stark. Abby had used two hands on his cock, with plenty of his meat still showing. She held my cock in one hand, covering all but the head. She grinned at me as she lowered her head and captured my cock between her lips, moving her hand down my shaft as she took me into her mouth. Her tongue never stopped lashing my shaft as they went down until her lips touched my belly, then slowly pulled back up.

"It's a good thing I like coconut." She giggled as she kissed the tip of my cock, then held it against her cheek. "Shane's going to fuck my ass now, OK? It's been a week, and I really need to get stuffed."

"You know it's OK with me." I smiled at her, then sucked in a breath when she took me back into her mouth.

"I got you lubed up, big boy." Abby glanced over at Shane as she licked my cock. "Are you going to fuck my ass, or not?"

Abby's ass swayed back and forth as she looked at Shane. With her head against my crotch, her back was arched, and I could see the full, round cheeks of her ass in the air waiting for her hung lover. Shane needed no further invitation, and quickly moved around behind her. He was on his knees, and I saw his huge cock lying along Abby's crack, extending onto the small of her back. He used one hand to pry her cheeks apart, and with the other guided his cock between them to her puckered asshole. Abby had my cock in her hand, her mouth licking and sucking the head. My cock popped free when she tilted her head up to look at me.

"He's about to push it in, Andrew." She took a deep breath. "The first stretch feels so good. Every time."

I could feel her body being pushed forward, and her hand on my cock squeezed as she wrinkled her brow.

"Unnn, there it is." She almost purred. "He's got the head of his cock in my ass."

Shane started moving back and forth slowly. After a few seconds Abby took me back into her mouth, moving her hand so she could take me fully. I didn't want to cum too soon, but seeing how much Shane's fat cock turned on my wife was so erotic I always had trouble holding back. Abby was moaning around my cock now as Shane fucked her ass. He had both hands on her ass now, pulling her cheeks far apart so he could see her asshole stretching around his cock.

"Your ass is perfect, Abby." Shane said as he slowly pressed forward. "I love fucking it."

Abby pulled off my cock. "I love your big cock in my ass." She looked up at me. "He's halfway in, and I'm already so full. I can feel the head pushing against the tight spot deep in my ass, and it's going to make me cum."

I could see Shane behind my wife, rocking slowly. It didn't look like he was trying to go any deeper, but Abby's moans were starting to get louder. She slammed her face down on my cock, then pulled up and licked the tip, all the while pushing back against Shane.

"Push it in, Shane. Please!" She half turned toward him, her hand squeezing the base of my cock almost painfully.

Shane moved his hands to her waist, and on his next forward push he grunted and jerked his hips forward. Abby's head shot up and her mouth dropped open.

"Ohfuck! Yes!" Her body went tense, and she began to shake as her orgasm hit. "I'm cumming. Cumming on your big cock. Oh, yes, shove it all the way in my slutty ass!"

Abby's dirty talk had gotten more and more filthy over the last few months. She loved letting out that side of her, and said that being Shane's fuck toy definitely made her feel nasty. I loved hearing her, knowing that she meant every word. She took a deep breath as her orgasm tapered off. She seemed to realize she had a death grip on my cock, and leaned over to give the head a gentle suck. Behind her, Shane was now making slow, deep strokes into her ass.

"Sorry, baby." She grunted as Shane's belly hit her ass, shoving her toward me. "I haven't cum hard like that since Shane fucked my ass a week ago. I needed it."

"I'm close, Abby." I warned her as she slurped on my cock.

Abby immediately leaned up and looked back at Shane. "Hold up a second, Shane! I need to get Andrew's cum in my pussy."

Shane stopped and pulled back as Abby crawled over me. She had my cock in her hand, and quickly aimed it at her pussy. She sank down with a sigh, and I could feel her juices running down my shaft she was so wet. She clamped down with her pussy muscles as she ground down against me.

"God I'm wet!" She grinned at me. "See what that big dick in my ass does for my pussy?"

I nodded, gritting my teeth trying to slow the inevitable.

"It's OK, Andrew. Don't hold back." She ran her hands up to her tits, pinching her nipples. "Give me your cum, then Shane can fuck my ass some more while I get you hard again."

"Fuck, Abby!" I grunted out, arching my back and jamming my cock as deep as possible into her pussy. "I'm cumming!"

"Yes! Knock me up, sweetie!" Abby encouraged me as she rode my cock. I know she didn't cum, but I couldn't hold back.

As soon as I finished squirting into her, she rolled onto her back beside me and pulled her legs up, rocking her ass off the bed. "Get your cock back in my ass Shane. I want to keep Andrew's cum in me as long as possible."

Shane needed no further invitation, and in seconds had his huge cock balls deep in my wife's ass again. He held himself over her as she held her legs wide for him, pounding down into her hungry asshole. I lay beside them watching as she rolled through two more orgasms before he pulled out long enough to roll Abby onto her side facing me. She draped her upper leg over my hip and kissed me as he slid back into her ass from behind.

"I love being a slut for Shane." Abby looked into my eyes as her body rocked slightly with each thrust of Shane's cock.

"I'm going to cum in your ass, Abby." Shane grunted out quietly as he kept up his steady pace.

"Mmm, yes, Shane!" Abby kissed me, then turned her head to look back at Shane. "I want you both to keep me full of cock the entire time we're here."

I saw Shane's hand squeezing Abby's hip as he got closer to orgasm. "Like we don't at home?" He grinned at her.

"True." She giggled. "But here I plan on being mostly naked all the time, so hopefully you'll want to fuck me even more."

Shane jammed himself against Abby's ass with a low groan.

"Fill my ass with your cum, Shane." She encouraged him, her hand finding my reawakening cock as she arched against him. "Andrew's almost ready to put another load into my pussy."

Shane flopped onto his back with a loud sigh after his orgasm ended. Abby rolled over to face him and they kissed for a minute before he struggled up and off of the bed.