Vivienne’s Vacation

Excerpt

STORY EXCERPT

I’m turning into a staid old prude. Just because I’m divorced doesn’t mean I can’t have sex anymore.

But I don’t want a one-night stand with a guy I meet at a party or something like these kids do.

I want safety, boundaries, to experience what I’ve missed out on—not boring, average sex.

A week of evenings spent trolling the internet gave Vivi a list of things she wanted to do and the names of several companies who provided such services—for a fee.

So here she was in a four-star hotel in a different state on a two-week vacation. She had four specific sexual experiences planned with a day off between each to recover and an intimate piercing booked on day nine, leaving her with a few days to heal from it before going home.

“And yum, the first taste of two men was very, very successful,” she said, toasting Adam and Ben with her coffee cup. “Those guys were truly delicious. Hunky but caring. And very, very good at their job. And my first real-life look at and taste of an uncircumcised cock was interesting, too.”

Vivi shivered and sank down deeper in the tub with the thought of tomorrow.

Two men simultaneously. Anal and vaginal. Caleb and David.

“Adam, Ben, Caleb, David. Then Eli, Frank, and George. Strictly alphabetical, so I can’t forget who’s next. I wonder if they have trouble remembering who they are.” She laughed.

Well, Adam and Ben had been worth every cent of their fee.

Vivi’s marriage had been fine, nothing outstanding but good enough. She and her college boyfriend had married right after graduation. The sex had been okay, not earth-shattering, but mostly she’d gotten orgasms out of it. Then they had both concentrated on their careers. And one day, they’d realized they had nothing in common anymore, nothing even to talk about.

After the divorce, Vivi had continued to focus on her career, loving her work with teens, teaching them to cook and to budget, to drive a car, helping improve their literacy and numeracy skills, and providing them with techniques on how to succeed in an interview for a job.

She’d even had a couple of boyfriends, but her hours were crazy, and it seemed like she always had to be in hospital or in court with one of the girls whenever a big date night was scheduled.

This system was much better. This way she got hot sex guaranteed with the experiences she wanted and no danger.

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The secretary handed over a thick booklet.

“Be sure you answer every question, ma’am. Your partners will be chosen to fulfill your requirements, so it is very important you check the boxes for exactly what you want.”

Q2 Hair color: blond or dark?

Oh, one of each, definitely, she thought.

…

Q24 Cock: long or thick?

Oh, wow, perhaps I could have one of each of those, too. Then I could answer that age-old question as to which is better.

…

Q75 Piercings: nose, eyebrow, tongue, nipple, cock?

A tongue stud would be interesting. I’d like to kiss a man with a tongue stud. And a nipple ring, I might even consider having one of those myself. I’ll definitely think about that. A pierced cock—do I dare to fuck a man with a pierced cock?

ADULT EXCERPT

Desire raged through Vivi. She gripped his head with both hands and ran her fingers through his long, dark hair. She’d wanted to do this since the moment she first saw him, and his hair was as soft and silky as she’d imagined it would be. Touching him served only to crank the heat inside her up another notch. Her fingers trailing through his hair and massaging his scalp, she ran her tongue along his lips then nibbled at his lower lip.

His cock jumped and grew even larger against her belly, and he thrust his tongue between her parted lips, using his long arms to haul Boyd hard against her, wrapping his arms around his partner and sandwiching Vivi between them so every muscle of Boyd’s was pressed against her back and her butt, Boyd’s cock was pushing against her ass, and her pelvis was wedged between hot, hard, hungry men. And she was on their menu.

Yum!

Boyd’s lips traced along her neck, sending erotic shivers up and down her spine, and Vivi wiggled with excitement. Her panties were soaked, need was burning in her veins, and tension coiled in her belly, demanding action.

Without giving her any warning, the two men picked her up, still wedged between them, and carried her over to the bed. There, she was settled on the deep blue blanket, and four hands were suddenly undressing her. In the shortest possible space of time, her jeans, shirt, sandals, and underwear disappeared, and Ryan was pulling off his shirt while Boyd toed off his own shoes.

Vivi rested back on an elbow and watched as the men shucked their clothing at lightning speed, leaving it in a tangled heap on the floor, which a distant part of her brain registered was a pretty, moss-green tile.

Her mind registered broad shoulders, muscled arms, backs and chests, long, strong bodies, narrow hips, muscular legs. God, they look good. And they are mine. Well, at least for tonight, they’re mine.

Then she was once again sandwiched between the men, and her brain ceased to function at all.

Four hands stroked and caressed her ribs, her breasts, her arms, and her hips. Two mouths dropped kisses on her face and her breasts. Several legs tangled with hers. Silky black hair pressed against her chest, making her nipples tingle.

Desperately, Vivi stretched out her own hands to touch and pressed her own lips to the nearest pieces of naked skin to lick and taste. Her cunt was dripping cream, quivering and clenching with the need to be filled. Her nipples were as hard as diamonds, pressing into the male chests leaning over her, demanding more stroking, demanding to be pinched or sucked or something, anything.

“Enough foreplay. Just fuck me,” she begged.

Both men reached for the nightstand simultaneously, almost tipping the three of them off the bed because their bodies were so intertwined.

Vivi grabbed the nearest arm and held on as Ryan opened the drawer and Boyd reached for a couple of condoms and a tube of lube.

“There’s a lot of good stuff in here. We’ll have to try it out. Later,” Boyd rasped, his voice hoarse with passion, as he rolled them all back into the middle of the bed.

The three disentangled themselves a bit, then Boyd pushed Vivi onto her back while Ryan kneeled up and held her legs up and wide apart so Boyd could start lubing her ass. The two men worked very slowly and thoroughly, massaging the sphincter muscle until Boyd’s fingers slid easily inside her. Then he painstakingly smoothed the cool gel all around her walls, stretching and loosening the tissues, scissoring his fingers to make her opening wider and ready for a cock.

Vivi stared at their cocks. Both were long and wide, but Boyd’s was definitely wider, the head broader and now a deep red with need.

Ryan’s cock was wide, too, but not as broad as Boyd’s, and the head was sleeker, more streamlined. His cock was a little longer than Boyd’s, though, and it was almost purplish with intense arousal.

With her body braced on her elbows to watch them and her legs in the air, Vivi couldn’t touch either of the men, but just looking at them, feeling their hands on her, was enough to keep her at an incredibly high level of arousal.

Finally, they were satisfied she was prepared for them, and Boyd dropped the lube back on the nightstand, grabbing a scented wipe to cleanse his fingers before passing a condom to Ryan and rolling his own condom on. Then Vivi watched Ryan roll a rubber down his cock and squeeze lube on it.

Tingles were racing up and down Vivienne’s spine. Her whole body was one giant erogenous zone trembling with desire to be filled. Just seeing these two men naked was almost enough to bring her to climax. She wanted to be possessed, filled, fucked so bad, but she was half afraid she’d orgasm the moment they touched her, she was so aroused just from being with them.

Boyd and Ryan surrounded her, closing their arms around her, each one kissing her sweetly on the lips, first Ryan, then Boyd.

“Are you ready? Do you want this?” asked Boyd, his deep bass voice rumbling through her body, making every nerve-ending scream with sexual tension.

“Both of us inside you together?” clarified Ryan.