Sophie stared down at her husband, he was kneeling by the bed. The room was hot and smelled of sex and that sweet perfume that permeated all the resort, like vanilla and orange.

She leaned on the bed, taking Jeremy’s cock in her hands. He was panting, she kissed him and took a dollop of his cum. “I didn’t think you would like that,” She said looking into his eyes, they were different. Filled with lust and anger.

“Didn’t think you would cum the moment I told you I was going to fuck another man.” She whispered and tasted his seed. She had never done something like that.

Given, that she had never stood naked from the waist up in front of another man that was not her husband.

Not until today.

Her navel piercing dangled in front of him, he leaned forward and tried to kiss her again, to beg for forgiveness. To do anything, but Sophie pushed him back.

“Stay put,” She said and looked back at Enrique, “Enrique, that small key, is it what I think it is?”

Enrique pulled out the keys from the villa, and handed her the small key that accompanied it, “It is, Mrs. West.”

“Call me Sophie,” She said and cleaned her husband’s cock with a towel. His erection was deflating, which was perfect for her, “Where is the lock?”

“Very well, Sophie,” The Manager said, “On the drawer by the bed.”

Sophie turned to her husband and gave him another kiss with his own taste, “Honey, do you know what this is for?” She said dangling the small key in front of him.

Jeremy shook his head.

“Open the drawer behind you,” She said, massaging his balls, “And hand me what’s inside.”

Jeremy turned and searched inside, pulling a silver cage. He handed it to her and gulped, he pleaded with her eyes.

“I never thought I would do this,” She said opening the lock, “but I also never imagined I would catch you cheating on me.”

“Honey-“ Jeremy said, but Sophie placed a finger over his lips, still, he pleaded with his eyes.

“You have to earn my trust back,” She said and leaned down, she placed the cage around his sensitive flesh.

“Please,” He breathed as he felt the lock coming in place. It was uncomfortable but he could not move to stop her.

“Shhh,” Sophie said and stepped back. “Relax, besides, if anything, you are going to enjoy this.” Then she giggled, “well, maybe not as much as I will,” And she placed the key around her neck.

The young wife turned, swaying her hips, and she stepped away, leaving Jeremy kneeling on the floor. She faced Enrique, the Manager, and with a lustful smile, she pulled the knot of the beach skirt, letting it fall to the ground.

“Would you like me to tip you, Enrique?” Sophie said, getting close, pressing her naked breasts against his chest and giving him a peck on the cheek.

The manager grabbed her by the back of her neck and leaned to give her a passionate kiss.

Sophie moaned, meeting her lips with his, her tongue dancing with his.

“Thank you, Sophie,” He said and grabbed her back.

She turned around, letting Enrique kiss her neck and fondle her breasts. Throwing her head back for another kiss, she whimpered as she felt his fingers slide between her folds.

Then Jeremy groaned.

Opening her eyes, Sophie looked down at her husband, he had this desperate look in his eyes, “What do you think?” She said with a smile.

“You look lovely,” He said with a knot in his throat.

“Thank you,” She said and fidgeted with the cord of the key around her neck. “How is it?”

Jeremy gulped. “A bit tight. Uncomfortable.”

“Good.” She said and thrust her hips into Enrique’s hand.

“Enrique?” She said, her hands reaching for the back of her neck.

“Yes, Sophie?” His hands played with her wet clit.

“I would like to tip the bellboys that helped with our luggage, could you call them as well?”

Jeremy’s eyes went wide, but he didn’t move or make a sound.

“Of course, Sophie. You are very generous.” Enrique said and pulled out his radio and spoke in Spanish.

“And while we wait,” Sophie said and winked at her husband before kneeling on the floor, “We can have some fun.”

The young wife pulled the Manager’s belt, unbuttoned his pants, and pulled them down.

Enrique threw his radio on the bed.

Sophie pushed her face against his groin, smelling his musk and that delicious fragrance that everyone wore.

“God,” She breathed in, “Why does everyone here smell like that?” Sophie got lost in the aroma of orange and vanilla that clouded her mind.

It made her sex burn with lust.

Enrique pulled down his boxers, letting his cock fall against her face.

Sophie moaned loudly.

“It’s a special fragrance that they gift us. You can find it at the resort’s store.” He said.

Sophie brought his cock into her lips, kissing his dark phallus and licking the underside. Her mind shut down.

“I will get you a free sample before you leave,” he added after he noticed that she no longer could hear him.

Sophie got lost in his cock, sucking him as far as she could fit him in his mouth. Enrique played with her hair until he could not handle how pushy she was and she made him sit on the bed.

Bobbing her head, she focused her tongue on his glans while she tried to suck on him with her lips. Massaging. Tasting him. His aroma getting inside her head.

There was a knock on the door.

She pulled back, gasping for air. Drool dripped to the floor.

“Come in,” She said.

The two young men walked in. They were already naked from the waist up.

Jeremy tried to stand up, he was not about to see this.

“No,” Sophie said, waking up from her daze.

“I had to see you.” She said panting, “Now you have to see this.”

“But it was an accident.” Jeremy whimpered without moving.

“Really?” Sophie moaned, standing up as she took off the last piece of clothing she was wearing, the lower bottom of her bikini, “Really? An accident?”

Sophie knelt next to Jeremy, there was no hint of anger in her eyes nor her voice, only desire, and lust. She leaned close to his ear and whispered with a sultry voice.

“Did you enjoy it when she fell on your dick?”

Jeremy nodded. “Yes,” He said gulping down his desire. His cock throbbed inside the cage.

Sophie smiled and touched his chest. “How many times did she fall on your dick?” Her hand slid down, going over his bush and under his balls.

“I don’t know. I didn’t think you would…”

Sophie stood up and turned back towards the three men already waiting, their erections waiting for her.

“You didn’t think I would find out?” She said and kissed Enrique.

Jeremy cleaned his throat.

“I thought you were fucking him.” He said.

Sophie chuckled, “Aren’t you glad you get to see how he does it?”

The manager’s hands ran over her chest, rolling his fingers on her nipples, while Sophie kissed one of the young men.

They looked almost identical, with the same dark bronze skin, and the same defined muscles. The only differences were their haircuts and how one was completely shaven between his legs.

Then she kissed the other one, Jeremy could see their tongues dancing, tangled with passion. His cock twitched as Sophie pushed back and the single strand of saliva that connected them fell over her breasts.

“You two look so similar,” She said gasping for air, “are you brothers?”

“Si,” One of them said, the one with shorter hair.

“Yes, ma’am,” The other brother said.

“Enrique,” Sophie said getting on her knees in front of the two boys, the looked nineteen, maybe twenty, lean and tall; “do you have condoms?”

“Of course Sophie,” The manager said already handing her two colorful packages.

Sophie smiled and looked up at the boy with the long hair and shaved bush, “What’s your name?” She said, pulling out the latex contraceptive and placing it on her lips.

“Mario, Mrs. West,” He said with a high-pitched voice as he felt his cock being engulfed by her lips as Sophie placed the condom with her mouth.

“You have a beautiful cock, Mario,” She said and ripped open the second package.

“And you?” Sophie said, her hand stroking the young man’s cock before she shut him up with a kiss.

The brother moaned at her touch, mumbling.

As they broke the kiss, Sophie already was placing the condom around his cock with a swift movement,

“Sorry, I didn’t get that, could you repeat it?”

“Javier, ma’am” the brother with the short hair said.

Sophie looked over her shoulder towards her kneeling husband, he was brimming with jealousy, but he didn’t move. Except, she saw his cock twitching, leaking. She smiled.

“Mario, Javier,” She said kissing both, “This is my husband, Jeremy,” Sophie pointed to him on the floor, “Please pay no mind to him for a while.”

Sophie then reached up to Enrique, the Manager, and gave him another passionate kiss.

His hands ran over her body once more, through her back and groping her ass. Sophie’s body arched in his hands.

Finally, she let go of him, flustered from the kiss, her whole body felt warm and filled with need.

“And you boys, you included Enrique, you can call me Mistress.” She said with a smile, leaning into the manager’s chest. Sophie bit his chest, his nipples, making him groan from pleasure and pain.

“At least for now,” Sophie said and turned to face her husband. She could feel the Manager’s cock against her ass, it was hot, hard, and heavy. It pulsed with desire for her.

The young wife rubbed her ass against Enrique. The two other boys simply stood on the side waiting for their Mistress to reward them.

Sophie sighed and leaned forward, placing her hands on her husband’s shoulders.

“I have to thank you, love.”

“Why are you doing this?” He said groaning. Precum leaked to the floor from his caged cock.

“Because I love you,” Sophie said and wiggled her ass for Enrique. The Manager accommodates his cock, ready for his Mistress's desires.

“And, I know how much you love to see me cum.” Sophie moaned.

With a single motion, she pushed her ass back, impaling herself on the Manager’s thick cock. “I want you to see me cum.” She cried.

She moved her hips. Slowly, enjoying the feeling of this new cock inside her. The only one besides her husband that she ever had.

“You know I had fantasies about this for a long time?” Sophie said, looking into her husband’s eyes, “Fuck, yes!” She yelled and kissed him.

Holding his head by the back and shoving her tongue deep inside his mouth.

Jeremy’s eyes rolled back in his head, his mind searing white in pleasure.

He reached for his wife, grabbed the nape of her neck, kissing her back.

But the moment he reached for her breast, swinging with the motion of Enrique fucking her from behind, Sophie pushed him back.

“No, not yet.” She panted, “Not yet.”

She groaned as the manager pulled her by the arms.

“Javier,” the Manager said.

That was all the prompting the young man needed, he presented his raging erection for her mistress.

Sophie lunged forward with her mouth open, her tongue and lips the only thing holding his cock in place.

Javier moaned as the Manager guided Sophie with his hands, with his cock inside her.

Sophie closed her eyes and enjoyed his shape and the smell of the same perfume Enrique wore, vanilla and orange mixed with his musk.

She shut her mind and let herself get lost in the pleasure.

Her hands were free and Mario got close to her, instinctively, she reached for his member and began to stroke it.

Javier pulled her up, kissing his mistress forcefully. Her breast pressed against his chest.

Mario shoved his brother aside and pulled Sophie’s head to kiss her.

The two of them fought for her attention, for their embrace and kisses.

Enrique snapped his fingers.

The two young men froze in place, leaving Sophie panting with her tongue hanging from her mouth.

“Let your mistress breath,” The Manager said.

“Yes, sir.”

“What do you want, Mistress?” Enrique said, pulling Sophie like a rag doll to rest her back against his chest. He hugged her close and fondled her breasts.

Sophie panted, shaking her hips against Enrique’s. Humping and fucking herself mindless with his cock.

“Fuck me.” She whimpered.

“Who? mistress?” Enrique asked, pinching her nipples.

“I don’t care. Just fuck me.” She yelled, her legs shaking.

“Of course, Mistress,” Enrique said and lifted her up from the legs, pulling his cock out from her pussy with a pop.

“Fuck!” Sophie yelled.

“Mario.” The Manager said, and with swiftness, the other brother pushed his cock inside Sophie’s pussy.

She hugged him, and kissed him.

The manager sat down on the bed, his cock right under Sophie’s ass.

“Have you ever had anal sex, Mistress?” The manager said out loud.

Sophie shook her head and moaned without letting go of Mario’s mouth.

“Would you like to?”

Sophie broke the kiss and threw her head back.

“Yes!” She said, “Fill me up, make me yours. Use me.”

Enrique lifted her and placed his cock right at her anal ring. Her ass spread, ready for him.

“As you wish, mistress,” Enrique pushed his cock. Sophie yelled.

It hurt. It burned.

But it felt so right. So good.

And she felt so full. Two cocks rubbed inside her. Pressing areas that she never knew she had.

Her mind simply shut down.

And yet.

Javier got close, pulled her mouth open, and kissed her.

Sophie pushed him back, “No.” She said.

Javier stepped back. He felt dejected. He was about to take a second step back, but Sophie stopped him, pulling him by his cock.

“No.” She gasped, “Not your mouth, your cock.”

Relief washed over Javier’s face and body, he thrust his hips forward, letting her pull him by his hard-on.

Mindlessly, she reached with her mouth open and let the young man push his cock as deep as she could.

Closing her eyes, she let herself get lost in their hands, their cocks, the overwhelming feeling of their lust, and the heat of their bodies.

She felt them shuffle around a couple of times.

At some point she felt one of the boys, either Javier or Mario, she couldn’t tell, came. She pulled his condom out and let him empty his balls on top of her body, pulling him to taste him and his cum.

It took a few times, and all of them had their turn with her ass, her pussy, and her mouth.

They used her as much as they wanted until they ran dry.

Gasping, and almost unconscious, Enrique deposited Sophie’s cum covered body on the bed.

The manager pulled Jeremy’s half tense, half limp body from the floor. Jeremy’s legs were numb and vibrating. His cock was straining against the cage.

And yet.

Despite the shock, he looked oddly satisfied.

As he sat next to his wife, Jeremy blinked several times.

She wore a placid smile.

He reached for a lock of hair and moved it away from her face.

Sophie touched his hand. It was tender.

“Did you enjoy that?” She said, with her eyes closed.

“I think I did,” Jeremy said.

Sophie pulled her husband for a kiss. It tasted of sex, of their lovers, it tasted like vanilla and orange and it made Jeremy’s head cloudy, and horny.

She chuckled, touching his cage.

“Would you like me to get out of there?”

Jeremy cleaned her face from cum. Sophie pulled his fingers, licking them clean.

“I think I like it.” He said with a soft groan and tried to get slightly more comfortable. Unsuccessfully.

Sophie clicked her mouth.

“How about, we call Ms. Ramirez?”

Jeremy’s cock jumped inside his cage.

Sophie laughed out loud.

Enrique was drinking a bottle of water from the minibar.

“Enrique, would you be able to make that possible?”

The manager gulped down and returned to his usual military-like posture.

“Of course, Mrs. West.”

“What did I say?” Sophie said sitting down on the bed.

“I’m sorry Sophie, Mistress.” Enrique bowed and grabbed his radio from the floor.

“In the meantime, you can lick me clean, and then your little girlfriend can join you between my legs.”

Jeremy smiled and kissed his wife, getting his kisses lower on her body.

“Whatever you wish, Mistress.” Her husband said as she got between her legs to worship her.

To be concluded.