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Michael is 28, successful, the kind of guy who’s always in control. And he’s my husband since yesterday. Tall, sharp jawline and always the one planning everything. He booked this fancy cruise for our honeymoon like it was no big deal. Champagne breakfasts, private dinners, the whole romance package. Just us with romantic sunsets, sex in the balcony suite every night you know that kind of thing.
But on the second day, while we were having breakfast he casually dropped that he’d invited his best friend Jax to join us for a few days. “Surprise, babe. Thought it’d be fun to have someone to party with.” To tell the least: I was pissed. Like actually mad. We’re on our honeymoon and he brings his loud, cocky best friend? Jax has been Michael‘s ride-or-die since college. Built like a linebacker, always flirting just enough to make it weird and a deep laugh that turns heads. I glared at Michael across the table and told him we were going to talk about this later.
But the truth is… I’ve always liked Jax. A little too much. He’s been around our place every weekend for years. Barbecues, game nights, late-night drinks. He’s the opposite of Michael in bed: rough, teasing, zero hesitation. Two of my girls already had some nights with him so of course we gossiped. I’d caught myself wondering what he’d feel like more times than I’d ever admit.
That night the three of us went down to the ship’s big deck party. Music pounding and the lights flashing over the ocean plus us with too many cocktails. I was in a tiny white sundress that barely covered my ass, no bra because I wanted to feel the warm sea breeze between my thighs. My freshly made husband kept buying rounds, Jax kept making me laugh and spinning me on the dance floor while Michael watched with a weird little smile. By 2am we were all buzzing hard. Michael suggested we take the party back to our balcony suite for “one more drink.”
The balcony was perfect. The dark ocean stretching forever, just the sound of waves and the distant bass from the deck below. We poured more drinks. I was tipsy, giggly and not very careful anymore which lead the sundress to riding up my thighs as I leaned against the railing every now and then. That’s when Michael pulled me into his lap on the big outdoor lounge chair and started kissing my neck, hands sliding under my dress.
“Baby,” he whispered against my ear, voice thick, “I’ve been thinking about this for months. You, me… and Jax. Just once. On our honeymoon. Let him watch first… or maybe more.”
I froze for a second. Then I laughed softly, turning to look at Jax who was sitting across from us, eyes dark and hungry. “You planned this?” I asked my hubby. I was a little mad but at the same time already smiling. He nodded, cheeks flushed. Jax just smirked and raised his glass like he’d been waiting for the invitation.
Things moved fast after that.
I stood up, peeled the sundress over my head in one smooth motion, letting it drop to the deck. Nothing underneath. The warm night air hit my bare skin and my nipples tightened instantly. Both of them stared. I walked over to Jax first. Because…why not? I slowly straddled his lap, kissing him deep and slow to taste the whiskey on his tongue while Michael watched from the chair, breathing harder already.
But I wasn’t in the mood to be gentle tonight.
I broke the kiss and looked back at my husband. “Mikey, honey… you wanted this surprise? Then you get the full version. Sit there and don’t move until I say so. Hands on your knees.”
His eyes widened „but Emmy that’s not what I thought…“ he mumbled , trying to talk back. He stood up and came closer. So I stood up as well standing tall in front of him, my hand on his chest to slightly push him back and signal that I am the one leading tonight.
„Don’t worry, you will have your fun. Since you planned this behind my back, and I‘m still a little mad about it to be honest, I will have my fun first“ I said loud and clear looking at both of them.
Michael nodded slowly and sat down again. He was shifting in the chair like he was already aching. Jax chuckled low, hands gripping my waist. “Fuck, Emmy. You’re even bossier than I imagined.”
I reached down to unzip Jax and pulled out his cock. Thick and heavy and the best part: already leaking at the tip. A tiny bit bigger than Michael’s. I didn’t tease. I immediately lined him up and sank down slowly, moaning loud enough for the ocean to hear as he stretched me open inch by inch. “Oh my god… yes,” I gasped, rolling my hips once he was buried deep. Jax groaned and thrust up, hands squeezing my ass hard.
I looked straight at Michael. “Come here. On your knees. Right between us.”
He slid off the chair and knelt on the balcony floor with his face inches from where Jax’s thick cock was sliding in and out of my pussy. It was shiny with my wetness and I could see how hard Michael was in his shorts. The outline obvious and desperate.
“Lower,” I ordered with voice playful but firm. “I want your tongue on my clit while your best friend fucks your wife on our honeymoon balcony. Make me feel good, baby.”
He hesitated, breathing shaky, then leaned in. His tongue found my clit immediately. Soft, familiar circles that he’s always been good at. Every time Jax thrust up, my clit pressed harder against Michael’s mouth. These wet and filthy sounds mixed with the waves…fucking hot. Jax’s cock pumping into me, Michael licking and sucking desperately, my moans spilling out into the night air.
“Look at you,” I purred, one hand in Jax’s hair, the other gripping the back of Michael’s head to hold him right there. “Your best friend is so deep inside me and you’re licking my clit like a good little husband. Does it taste better when it’s mixed with him? Tell Jax how much you love it.”
Michael pulled back just enough, lips glistening and his voice hoarse. “You’re… you’re so much thicker than me, Jax. She’s never this wet for me. I love watching you stretch her.”
Jax laughed darkly and started fucking me harder, bouncing me on his lap while the lounge chair creaked. My tits bounced with every thrust. Hubby dove back in with his tongue working frantically. I could feel my orgasm coming faster, looking at Michael staring at me an then Jax being so hard inside of me. The contrast of Jax’s rough, deep strokes and Michael’s obedient mouth was insane.
“Don’t stop licking,” I gasped while my thighs starting to shake. “I’m gonna cum all over your face while he fills me up. Be a good boy and swallow everything that leaks out.”
Jax growled and pounded up into me faster, his hands bruising my hips like he knows exactly how to make me cum. I wonder if Michael and him talked about my sweet spots. I cried out loud as the orgasm hit. Hard and sudden, my pussy clenching tight around his thick cock while I squirted against Michael’s tongue. Wave after wave I soaked his mouth and chin. Seconds later Jax pulled me off his dick. „I want to cum on your pretty face“ he moaned.
I took Michael’s hand and lead him to Jax‘s dick.
„Feed me his dick baby. That’s what you want right?“ I giggled.
He nodded and brought Jax‘s dick closer to my mouth. At the same time I reach down into Michael’s pants and grab his already veiny hard cock. He gasped and bit my shoulder.
Slowly I took every inch of Jax‘s dick in my mouth, Michael’s hand still on his best friends dick. As I start blowing Michael starts stroking in the same rhythm. Jax moaned loud.
I sit right in the middle of them. Michael’s dick in my hands and Jax‘s cock in my mouth.
I go faster for both of them. My head bobbing up and down while my hand is wetly stroking my husband. They both squirmed under me and groaned. I love it. So much control over both of them.
„Fuck Emmy, I‘m cumming“ Jax moaned.
I pulled his dick out of my mouth and his thick and hot ropes splashed over my whole face, dripping down on Michael’s hand. In the same moment I feel that familiar pulsing from Michael’s dick. He cums right into my hand and let’s his head fall on Jax‘s leg.
Both guys are shaking, wet and sweaty underneath me.
„Now clean us up baby.“ I demanded into Michael’s direction.
He obeyed and started licking my face clean from Jax‘s cum and finally my hands from his own cum.
I patted my husband’s head softly. “Such a good boy for me on our honeymoon.” Then I leaned down and kissed Jax slow and deep, tasting myself on both of them.
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