Sara and I are avid skiers and we were staying at a resort and discovered that the Brother of Skiing was also centering their events at this resort. It was obvious - I mean, how often do you see a resort full of black skiers? We immediately liked the spirit of the group and enjoyed their presence at the resort.

The second afternoon, after skiing, we met a group of three guys, all about 30, when were hanging out in the outdoor heated pool. They had just finished med school and their first year of residency and were celebrating. Two, John and Howard, were about my height, 5'11", but one, Richard, was a massive guy, about 6'5". They were all great guys and we hit it off. They were clearly taken with Sara in her bikini but everyone was very casual and while there was some sexual tension, it was no big deal.

Sara, by the way, is 39, gorgeous, a show girl's body and an Ivy League background. She is very outgoing but not immediately sexual or flirtatious, that really has to develop depending on the mood and scene. Like a lot of husbands probably, I often wish she would be more routinely slutty but then end up being simply amazed at how sexual she can be when so moved. After hanging out in the pool with these guys, Sara and I had very hot sex, talking about how good looking they were, teasing each other with the possibilities, which we never thought would really happen.

Anyway, the next afternoon, we ran into them again in the pool and ended up having dinner with them and then dancing. We were all drinking and Sara who loves to dance, was having a great time with the guys. But they were still very respectful, almost too much so. Richard, the really big guy who seemed to be their defacto leader, and I were watching Sara dance with his two pals when I finally just came out and told him that Sara and I enjoyed her playing with other guys and if stuff developed, that was fine by me... He was almost embarrassed at first but driving back to the lodge, he asked if Sara could ride with him and the other guys, "Just so we won't look like the gay brothers of skiing, you know?"

I followed and I could see through the light snow that Richard was kissing Sara. It was incredibly hot. I followed them to the condo where they were staying, which was part of the resort. Sara and I were staying in the main lodge, a short walk away. "Let's get a drink inside," one of the guys said and they started to go inside. I told them I wanted to get some champagne from our room and would catch up with them in a minute.

As other husbands in this situation can imagine, the twenty or so minutes I waited, going back to our room and just hanging out (of course I had done this deliberately) were incredibly sweet, tense and exciting. I didn't know for sure anything was happening but then again...

When I walked back to their condo, I paused before the door. I listened and then I heard a low moan and a giggle from Sara. My heart started racing. I knocked gently on the door. In a minute, Howard came to the door. He looked embarrassed but I handed him the bottle of champagne and said, "Looks like a good party in the making." He smiled and opened the door.

Sara was on the couch, her tight black pants lying on the floor, and Richard was between her legs, eating her. She smiled at me and didn't say a word. I went into the kitchen and opened the champagne and then took each of the three guys and Sara a glass. Richard looked up at me from between Sara's legs when I gave him the glass and in that instant, something communicated between us. He understood, or began to understood, what I liked, what role I liked to play and what could happen. He took the champagne, pointed to a chair and told me in a nice but assertive voice, to take a seat.

For the next two hours, the guys and Sara did everything imaginable. They started to use condoms but Sara just laughed and said as med students, did they trust themselves? So she took them all bare...They each came three times. What do you expect, they were young and had been working their asses off for the last couple of years, without a lot of time for girls. John and Howard had average sized cocks but Richard was huge. Huge. When he stood up over Sara and she unzipped his jeans and took his cock out, she just murmured, "Oh my God. Jesus..." Then leaned forward to take as much of it into her mouth as she could.

When they finally were all fucked out, Sara was lying back on the couch and motioned for me to join her. John and Howard had gone to bed and Richard was lying back in front of the fire, looking dead to the world. Sara knew what I wanted and I buried my head in her sweet pussy and went to work cleaning her up. It was soooo hot. I had been at it for about five minutes and Sara was building to another climax when Richard, who we both thought was asleep, spoke up and said, "Get it all, now." That was all he said but it was clear he understood.

Sara and I went back to our room and slept wonderfully, wrapped in each others arms. For the next five days, we hung out with these guys and every night, Sara enjoyed at least one of them. The next night, she offered to cook for them in their condo and it was incredibly sexy... they all kidded her into taking off everything but a ski waxing apron that one of them had, and as she was cooking, each of them came up behind her and slid their cock into her. They were gentle but assertive. Richard took her last, sliding up behind her as she held on the counter, trying to get herself together after the first two guys, handing her a glass of red wine, and then sliding his huge cock inside her. She gasped at every stroke, spilling the wine all over her breasts. I came around to lick some of it off and she took my hand and pushed it down between her legs, telling me to rub her clit. I did, my heart racing, while Richard towered over her, slowing driving his cock inside her. Our eyes met and Richard smiled. Then he did an amazing thing; he pulled his cock out and held just at the entrance of her pussy. He didn't say a word but just looked at me. Sara moaned, frustrated. I paused then moved my hand from her clit to his cock and pulled him inside Sara. I was shaking. This was incredible...

That night, Sara invited Richard back to our room at the lodge and she slept between us. I woke up once in the middle of the night and he was sliding inside her. Not pounding, but just moving with real force. He was a huge guy. He spent the next five nights with us. Do you have any idea of what it is like to come back from the lobby with morning coffee and find your gorgeous, elegant, highly educated wife, lying on her stomach with a pillow stuffed in her mouth to muffle her screams while a guy twice her size slides his cock in and out of her ass? Then how it feels when they have finished to hand them their coffee and see them snuggling next to each other, his cock still so large, hanging on his leg... her breasts flushed with her morning work-out?

Such a week....

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