How Chantal manages to seduce and then give herself to a couple of homosexuals during a seemingly harmless evening.
During a group trip abroad, after a superb gala evening, we return to our hotel, exhausted. Chantal goes straight to our room while I linger at the bar drinking a cocktail with Jocelyn and his boyfriend, two homosexuals with whom we have sympathized.
Chantal really seduced the whole group and especially this couple. In fact, all three of them enthused the group who quickly elected them as leaders: Chantal by her beauty and the other two for their delicacy and thoughtfulness towards everyone.
Jocelyn is the youngest, slender and well behaved, he is always smiling. He confessed to us that preferring men he often felt attracted by pretty women and very quickly we realized that he was not indifferent to the charms of my wife. This last one with perfidy did not hesitate to make the beautiful near him as to provoke him and to have fun of it.
Valentin (that’s how he is called), is much older. In his late fifties, with a moustache, he is overweight and has a zest for life and good living: he is a joker. He is very much in love with his companion, who displays a freedom that makes him jealous. He has noticed the looks of his boyfriend on Chantal’s body and I have often caught him showing a clear jealousy.
In spite of everything, the group on vacation lives very well these moments of relaxation even if the allusions remain very good child.
Jocelyn is very attentive to Chantal, he does not fail to open the door for her, to serve her, to court her in a way. Chantal is seduced and together we do not fail to mention it and to laugh about it. However, I too am a little jealous of the effect that this boy has on Chantal. Every woman likes to provoke homosexuals as if to convince herself that she can seduce them.
That night, therefore, while returning all three to our rooms, we linger a few moments in front of the door of my room. Slowly because the hour is well advanced. Machinally, I open my door while continuing to speak and I surprise the glance of my friends directed towards the crack of the door, I turn over and I notice in my turn that Chantal is lying on the bed, always dressed in her black evening dress. She is sleeping on her back, her feet resting on the floor, facing us. But what catches our eye is that in this position, her dress is open on the front letting us see her thighs slightly spread, covered with black stockings and even a large part of her little white cotton panties. Just between thighs, the fabric is pulled on the side letting appear some hairs of her pubic: the picture is very exciting and I am taken suddenly of a violent erection to see so my wife exposed without her knowledge to two men.
We remain all three silent contemplating the sleeping woman.
My first reflex is to close the door to extract the painting to the glance of the two men. Then all three silent we look around us as if others had seen. Nobody in the corridor. We look at each other and I smile at them. Nobody moves. Then I take the initiative to reopen the door and before I can react, Jocelyn enters the room without noise, the glance fixed on bed. I follow him. His companion, him, remains on the step of the door, prohibited.
I signal him to follow us and to be silent so as not to wake the sleeping beauty. Quickly, I take our camera and I immortalize this exceptional moment. I machine-gun while Jocelyn looks, complicit and excited. Valentin stays away, probably jealous to see his friend attracted by the charms of a woman.
On many occasions I had seen this look in his eyes when Jocelyn was courting my wife.
Chantal wakes up and stands up. She looks at us incredulously and realizing her outfit, quickly adjusts herself. We smile at her and after a few moments of hesitation she starts to laugh at her turn at this situation. She makes me the big eyes by seeing the camera, but Jocelyn makes her a compliment and all fades.
Not wanting to break the enchantment of the moment, I propose to have a last drink and before waiting for her answer, I rush to the mini bar to take out a bottle of Whisky.
The atmosphere is relaxing. It is then that Jocelyn comes to sit on the bed next to Chantal on his right. His companion takes a seat on a chair while I serve the drinks. I load the glass of my wife, tired I would like that she feels well in this company.
We talk about things and others and Jocelyn does not leave Chantal’s eyes. Placed at her side I see him who leers several times in her cleavage. Her black dress is a strapless that highlights her chest. During the evening Chantal danced a lot, invited several times by men under the spell of her outfit and her beauty. Already, on several occasions I had caught glances from her dates in her cleavage. That evening Chantal was very sexy, which turned on many men. Jocelyn especially, who had not hesitated to invite her to dance several times. I had even noticed with a touch of jealousy that he was holding her a little close and that my wife was not defending herself in the least.
While we speak quietly, the latter shows signs of tiredness: alcohol and evening well advanced, I see her blinking several times. Jocelyn who noticed it takes her delicately by the shoulders and inclines her towards him. She does not react but lets her head fall on the shoulder of her neighbor. Very quickly she closes the eyes seeming to fall asleep. We are silent all three, the moment is magic.
I feel taken of a formidable erection and at the same time of jealousy. Especially that Jocelyn does not concern himself any more with my presence, the head leaned towards my sleeping wife on his shoulder. His face is all red, he is almost sweating, his eyes now focused in the bodice in front of him. He looks without restraint. His companion makes more and more the mouth but he does not care. He tightens Chantal against him and with his right hand he tenderly caresses her cheek, almost friendly. My wife at this moment wakes up and gets up. She asks to sleep, tired, and to let her lie down. Jocelyn draws her against him again and offers her to sleep against him; after a moment’s hesitation, she lets her head fall on his shoulders, letting herself go.
Then I hear him saying softly in her ear that she is very beautiful and that he is happy to feel her against him. Chantal, eyes closed, smiles to him one moment and falls asleep.
The tension rises in the room, I get up to lower the too violent light, just enough to let her sleep and see what is happening.
Because Jocelyn who maintains it of his left arm to the shoulders now caresses the face of my wife and I see clearly his right hand going down. When she reaches a breast I panic for fear of Chantal’s reaction. Nothing! She’s either asleep or pretending to be, but she lets her neighbor gently caress her breast.
I can’t believe my eyes, she must be really tired or drunk to let herself do that. It is true that she showed a lot of sympathy for this boy and even complicity.
Now I see the hand slide in the indentation of the bustier to the skin and seize the right breast to caress it gently. Chantal reacts she moves the hand away without violence but keeps her eyes closed and does not move from her position.
Then slowly, he makes her lie down at his side, in the same position as we found her earlier.
He immobilizes her wrists with his free hand to hinder any reaction and slowly he resumes his caress. His hand slides on the skin to disappear in the indentation of the dress. One sees clearly the movements of caress. This time Chantal lets herself be done, she opens her eyes to look at me but closes them again at once without me being able to know if she has seen me. She abandons herself.
I wonder if she realizes that she is being groped by a homosexual in the presence of her husband and companion?
At times, Jocelyn glances at his companion to show him how happy he is without imagining that the other is suffering. When I meet his eyes, he smiles at me like a child to whom I would have lent my toy. He does not realize the seriousness of the situation. He feels the breasts of my wife asleep against him!
Chantal at this moment with the head pressed against the hips of her lover, in a total abandonment. There reigns in the room a strange atmosphere mixture of sex and pleasure. Jocelyn caresses her more and more, his hand goes from one breast to the other. He releases the hand which maintained the wrists of Chantal and caresses the thigh close to him, slowly he makes go up the bottom of the dress discovering the stockings then the top of the naked thighs. As Chantal has no reaction, he slips two fingers under the elastic of the underwear and caresses the sex on the skin. Still no reaction from my wife. I have a hard-on and my sex hurts. I am also very jealous to see Chantal abandoning herself so easily to the caresses of a stranger!
When Jocelyn pulls on the panties to lower them, I think that something is going to happen. And indeed, it is not at all what I thought: Chantal lifts her buttocks in order to facilitate the maneuver and the underwear slides now on her thighs to fall on her ankles; I am sure now that my wife does not sleep any more and lets herself go in the arms of her lover of a day. Jocelyn slips his hand under the dress that has fallen on her thighs and caresses her naked belly. One imagines his hand going from the belly to the pubis; while doing so, he looks at his companion and invites him to approach. He makes the mouth, does not move. It is necessary to say that Jocelyn is all excited by what he does to a woman. He is all red, the eyes shining, the smile on his lips. He doesn’t pay much attention to me because he has taken my wife for his female.
Suddenly I see a hand of Chantal approaching the fly of Jocelyn and catching his sex full hand through his pants. Then slowly I see her undo the buttons of the fly, open the underwear and take the cock out of its sheath; we are in full imagination: Chantal who takes the initiative! I see her fingers enveloping the erect and hard cock and start a slow masturbation; the glans swollen with blood gleams in the light, wet with its secretions. The man is really excited; my wife’s breathing is now quickening. She is wide awake even if she keeps her eyes closed. Obviously she took the dimension of the moment: sexual.
It is the moment that chooses Valentine to join the couple on the bed. He sits on the left of Chantal, on the other side of his buddy. Thus framed, my wife opens her eyes and smiles in turn at her two lovers. To her right Jocelyn has his right hand between her bare thighs and is obviously stroking her pussy. She has his cock in her hand and is slowly jerking him off. To her left now, the second lover has taken hold of a breast and is kneading it over the fabric of the dress. Chantal, the head reversed on the hips of her neighbor lets herself go to the caresses of her two suitors.
Me, the camera in hand, I machine-gun.
It is Jocelyn who seizes the first of her mouth; she returns the kiss by opening widely her lips while he fingers her violently. Chantal moans under the blows of tongue. Valentin of his side to lower the bustier of the dress to put the breasts in naked; he begins to suck the one near him. Chantal under the caress draws up the chest in front of the mouth which aspires her nipple. It is the orgy! One feels it less impassioned by what it makes. He accompanies more his companion in his step that to imply himself for his own account. Moreover, he keeps his eyes on what Jocelyn is doing. This last jerks off the con of Chantal, at a more and more rapid rhythm. She gasps, grimaces with pleasure. Obviously she loves to be jerked off. Valentin lifts the bottom of the dress to see the hand fingering the pussy, making little splashes of wetness. The woman breathes faster and faster under the caress and the kiss of her jerk-off. He discovers Chantal until the belly to not miss anything of the spectacle. He spreads the thighs to open even more the wet sex to the caress. Suddenly, he moves Chantal’s hand away from his companion’s sex and it is now him who jerks him off as if to regain possession of his property. Jocelyn who noticed the manipulation contorts more beautiful excited by this new caress; he does not abandon for all that his female that he continues to finger with violence. Chantal pushes now small cries to the rhythm of the hand which searches her. One feels her close to the orgasm; she lies down completely on her back, the legs hanging, spread. From where I am, in front of her I see her sex searched by the hand of her rapist, this hand all shining with her wetness so much Chantal is excited by this situation. Me, I took out my cock so much it hurts me and shamelessly, I jerk off in front of the spectacle that I photograph without stop.
Jocelyn gets up, takes off his pants and his underwear. He has a hard-on! He places himself between the open legs of my spread wife and comes closer to take her. His buddy takes his cock and points it at her open sex as if to say he’s fucking too. Chantal takes her lover by the buttocks and draws him to her and asks him to fuck her. I see the unhooded glans red and swollen with blood in front of the lips sticky with secretions and gaping. The buttocks of the man tighten and of a blow of kidney it penetrates at the bottom the spread female. Chantal rears up under the blow but I see her fingers tightening the buttocks of her lover to help him to possess her even more deeply. Seeing my wife soliciting this cock makes me crazy with excitement and jealousy. I am on the verge of ejaculation. Jocelyn’s companion is now watching while caressing his companion’s back. Then, his hand goes down, insinuates itself between the buttocks of his companion, seeks the hole and makes penetrate there brutally a finger. Under the blow, Jocelyn rears up and his tail penetrates even more at the bottom of the vagina. Chantal in its turn pushes a small cry. Then, encouraged, he accelerates his coming and going in the open belly and the two lovers rhythm their breathing to the strokes of cock. The lapping of the wetness of both sexes makes the vision of this part of ass even more exciting. In addition, a strong smell of cum in the room adds an extra dimension to the picture.
Suddenly, Chantal, who seems to be out of breath, starts to shout. I know her, she is going to cum. The man who is fucking her follows suit and also starts to shout in unison. Valentin who sees that his lover is going to cum has taken out his cock and jerks against the naked breasts near him. While still jacking off his companion’s ass.
It is Chantal who enjoys the first one, pulling immediately her two lovers. I don’t need to touch myself much to cum spontaneously. While Valentin releases his liquor on the breasts and the neck of my wife, Jocelyn fills with sperm the belly of my beloved in violent jerks.
Full, all three of us look at each other happily. Chantal gets up, gives a light kiss on the mouth of each of her three lovers and goes to wash herself in the bathroom.
The two men go back to their room by giving themselves appointment tomorrow.
What will tomorrow be about?
I always offer to show pictures of my wife. It is enough to ask.
