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Archive name: mexfun.txt (MMF, wife-sharing)
Authors name: Friendly Sam (Address withheld by request)
Story title : Mexican Fun

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Mexican Fun (MMF, wife-sharing)
by Friendly Sam (Address withheld by request)

***

I suppose it was headed in this direction all along. 
After three years of being together, our sex life was 
more exciting than ever. Donna and I always managed to 
find a way to push the envelope.

We've fucked and sucked in every possible way and in 
every imaginable place. Last year and a few fantastic 
times since, we've brought another girl to our bed. Donna 
has discovered that she is a full-fledged bisexual woman 
and I discovered (no surprise) that having sex with two 
ladies is way more than twice the fun.

There are at least a hundred hot stories I could write 
about our last three years together but the events of 
just two weeks ago are the focus here.

Two weeks ago, to this very day, our plane landed at

Acapulco International Airport. A hotel limousine brought 
us to our destination. If you've ever been to that city, 
you'll know which place I'm talking about. It's a 
collection of pink 'casitas' built up on the hill 
overlooking Acapulco Bay. The resort has a worldwide 
reputation for catering to their guests every need or 
desire.

I called room service for a pitcher of margaritas as soon 
as we got settled into our bungalow. Believe it or not, 
the drinks were there within five minutes. This place was 
good!

As Donna and I sipped our cocktails on the veranda 
outside our room, we talked about what we would do next.

"I suggest we both get massages," she said.

I instantly agreed. I had visions of an exotic senorita 
giving us both sensual massages... and probably a lot 
more... in this virtual paradise.

The full day of travel, though, and the half pitcher of 
strong drink had their effect on my sweet girlfriend.

"I think I'll just take a quick nap first. Why don't you 
call and find out about our massage," she said with a 
naughty wink.

I watched as she stepped inside and pulled off her top 
and shorts, the only two pieces of clothing she'd been 
wearing, and proceeded to lie down naked on the oversized 
bed.

Without taking my eyes off my girlfriend's delicious 
body, I picked up the phone and dialed the front desk.

"We need a masseuse," I said.

"I'll connect you to guest services," the senorita 
replied in a lovely, Latina accent.

"Bueno," the male voice boomed over the phone.

"We would like a masseuse, for my girlfriend and myself."

"The 'masajistas' have gone home for the day," came the 
reply. Looking at my watch I saw that it was seven in the 
evening. "But I am a masajisto, my name is Raoul."

At first I thought about just waiting another time, but 
then I thought to myself, 'It's not like it hadn't 
crossed my mind before. We'd done it with another girl... 
how would it be if we did it with another guy? And maybe 
this Raoul guy would just do massages and I wouldn't have 
to worry. It was exciting for some reason not knowing 
what would happen.

I suppose the tequila had something to do with it but I 
found myself setting an appointment with Raoul for eight 
o'clock. Hanging up, I looked at my sweet girlfriend's 
bare ass sprawled across the bed and my mind began to 
spin.
In what seemed like no time at all, I saw the pink jeep 
pull up to our room. I quietly slipped outside to meet 
this Raoul.

He was a handsome man, late twenties, I'd guess, and well 
built. I made my decision then. I extended my right hand 
to shake his. Then, putting my arm around the man's 
shoulders in a conspiratorial way, I began to explain 
myself.

Somehow, I got the impression that Raoul had heard this 
sort of thing before. He certainly wasn't shocked by what 
I was suggesting.

We walked back into the room together. When Raoul first 
set eyes on Donna's naked body, spread across the bed, he 
glanced back at me and gave an eager wink.

I could have called it all off then, but I didn't. I was 
so excited, I just had to go through with it.

Raoul wasted no time. He carefully laid a towel across 
Donna's ass and then positioned himself at the side of 
the bed and went to work.

He started, in the normal massage way, on my girlfriend's 
shoulders.

As he kneaded her back muscles, a low groan escaped 
Donna's lips.

I positioned myself in a chair at the foot of the bed and 
just let the scene play itself out in front of me.

Raoul spent what seemed like forever on Donna's back 
before he moved on to her legs. Starting on her feet he 
worked his way up. With eyes closed it was obvious that 
she had no idea whose hands were running over her body. 
It was obvious, too, that she really didn't care.

By the time the masseur had begun running his fingers up 
my girlfriend's thighs, I was hard as a rock. It was 
about that point that Donna glanced back at who was doing 
this to her.

"You kinky, perverted, deviate," she said, looking me 
square in the eye. She gave me a sly smile and I could 
only do the same to her in response.

By that time Raoul had his fingers fully on my 
girlfriend's sweet snatch, rubbing vigorously.

"Why don't you turn over," was all I could think to say.

In a flash she flipped over on her back and spread her 
legs. Raoul wasted no time in replacing his hand on 
Donna's slit, spreading her pussy to expose her 
thoroughly aroused clit.

As the handsome Mexican man used his thumb to flick my 
girlfriend's clit she fixed me with the horniest, wanton 
stare I've ever seen. I only broke the look when Raoul 
caught my eye. I used my tongue to signal what he should 
do next.

Every second now was more exquisitely stimulating than 
the one before. In almost frame-by-frame slow motion, I 
witnessed Raoul bend down and extend his tongue to touch 
my Donna's sweet slit.

Involuntarily, my girlfriend thrust her hips to press her 
clit up to Raoul's mouth. As his tongue began to thrust 
in and out against her pussy, she propped herself up on 
her elbows so she could get a better view of our Mexican 
friend lapping her cunt. An 8.0 earthquake couldn't have 
drawn her attention from the sight of an absolute 
stranger giving her the snatch-licking of a lifetime. I 
knew just how she felt.

Raoul, though, must have needed to come up for a 
breather. He stopped eating my girlfriend just long 
enough to look back at me. Maybe he was just making sure 
I was all right with the whole scene or, well, I don't 
know what. But at that moment I unzipped myself and 
pulled my trousers down to let my cock flop out. I guess 
the way I did it he understood me to mean he could do the 
same. I suppose that's true.

Aside from some deep, guttural groaning noises, Donna 
hadn't said a word so far. But when Raoul's dark brown 
hard cock came into view, she began talking to me without 
taking her eyes off our friend's prick.

"Can I touch it, honey," she asked plaintively.

Stupidly I nodded in answer until I realized she was 
oblivious to my reply.

"Do it," I said for the first of many times that evening.

I watched intently as my girlfriend's fingers wrapped 
around Raoul's stiff brown shaft. As she began slowly 
stroking it, I found myself jacking myself in the same 
rhythm.

It might have been just seconds or minutes or even hours 
for all I know but the next thing I heard was my 
exquisite girlfriend asking me, "Can I suck it?"

Again, "Do it." was the only reply I could get out. And 
she did.

Unless you have been through the same experience, there's 
simply no way to describe the waves of emotion that flow 
over you the first time you see your girlfriend or 
special girl take another man's cock into her mouth. The 
feelings are so intense it makes your first fuck, pale in 
comparison.

I then left my position at the foot of the bed to put my 
face up between Donna's still spread wide legs and began 
to lick her pussy. It's impossible to say which was more 
intoxicating, eating my girlfriend's slit right after 
another man has or eating my girlfriend's slit while 
she's sucking another guy at the same time.

My pants were still around my ankles and awkwardly I dug 
in the pocket for the rubber I had put there in 
anticipation of having a threesome with a young senorita. 
That idea was ridiculously tame now and I unwrapped the 
condom without missing a beat.

I handed the rubber to my girlfriend and she used her 
mouth to suck it on to Raoul's prick. Without having to 
say a word, we all knew how to proceed.

Raoul and I changed places and he positioned himself 
between my girlfriend's spread thighs. Donna eagerly took 
my cock in her mouth as we both watched, transfixed, as 
Raoul poised his cockhead at the entrance of her snatch 
before thrusting it deep inside.

What followed lasted all too short a time. It may have 
been hours for all I know but it was over too quick. 
Donna and I and Raoul came within seconds of each other. 
Maybe Raoul has done this enough times before because he 
knew just how to make his exit. While my girlfriend and I 
lay spent on the bed, he slipped wordlessly out of the 
room.

My girlfriend and I were suddenly alone. It could have 
been awkward but it wasn't. We shared a slow deep kiss 
and then began fucking again. Slower this time and 
profoundly sexy. The only remnant of what had just 
happened was when we gazed into each other's eyes and 
exchanged a sly, knowing smile.

End

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
anyway shape or form. 

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