I never thought that I would be sitting in a motel room watching my lovely wife get fucked by three good-looking college studs. Still, there she was — naked, lying on the bed on her back, while these three guys were giving her the sexual workout of her life.

It happened last spring. We were on vacation in Florida to rejuvenate ourselves from the cold midwestern winter. As ii turned out, our vacation coincided with the annual college ritual of spring ,break. Our motel was loaded with college kids, and I must say that our first day on the beach was most arousing as we watched muscular young men cavorting, and slender, well-proportioned young women showing off as much as their tiny bikinis would permit. As we lay on our beach blankets, Rose and I kept glancing at each other as each new body waltzed by.

Finally I said what was on my mind. “You know, Rose, this would be a great time for you to fulfill your favorite fantasy.”

She looked at me and lowered her sunglasses.

“What fantasy is that?”

“The one where you get gang-banged while I watch.”

“Go on,” she urged.

“With all this muscular, horny young talent around here, I bet you could get exactly what you’ve been dreaming about.”

She smiled at me in a very strange way. “Do you think you could handle it?” she asked seductively.

“Why don’t you go up to the room and I’ll see what I can set up.”

I was really excited now, and the whole idea was turning me on to the point where I knew we had to go through with it. My wife got up from her blanket, deliberately stretching and moving sexily, so that three young men nearby completely forgot their Frisbee and watched as Rose walked up to the hotel.

I sauntered over to the group, introduced myself and made small talk about the weather. As it turned out, all three guys were on varsity teams at their college. The white guys were football players and the black man was a track runner. All three were built like Greek statues. Finally I got to the point and asked them if they would like to join my wife and me for a little party session. They looked at each other and finally Tony, their apparent leader, grinned and said it sounded like a great idea. I told them to give us about ten minutes and then to come to the room.

Rose had changed from her bikini swimsuit into a very sheer cover-up. She was naked beneath the robe and her nipples showed very plainly through the material. Likewise the darkness of her cunt hair showed vividly against the lower regions of her outfit. “You look good enough to eat,” I said.

“I hope these guys feel the same way,” she laughed.

A short time later there was a knock on the door and I let in the three guys. Besides Tony, there was John and the trackman Al. They were practically salivating over Rose as she raised her glass to them from her perch on the sofa. “Help yourself to some drinks,” I said as I directed our guests to a makeshift bar. Within a short time we were all in a good and very horny mood.

“I don’t know about you guys, but I’m taking my wife into the bedroom for a little action. If anyone wants to watch or join in, be my guest.” There was a major rush for the bedroom as I led Rose by her ass into the adjoining room.

The three guys didn’t seem to know where to begin, so I set the pace by placing my arms around Rose as we stood by the bed. I kissed her deeply and began massaging her back and shoulders. Slowly I worked my hand down to her ass-cheeks and began massaging them. Then I started stroking her breasts and tweaking her nipples. Rose’s breathing started getting deeper and her eyes began to roll upward. I knew she had become exceedingly aroused and that she was ready for anything. I removed her gown and laid her onto the bed, on her back. Her legs automatically opened wide for me. The three visitors watched as I lowered my head between Rose’s legs and I began to suck her cunt. I don’t remember her pussy ever being juicier. Her passion juice flowed from her as I nibbled, sucked and finger-fucked her. Meanwhile, Tony had removed his bathing suit and stepped to the head of the bed, where he offered his cock to Rose’s mouth. She accepted it eagerly and began expertly sucking on it as the other two guys watched.

As much &s I wanted to shove my cock into that delectable cunt, I knew that it was time for all three of the guys to get involved. “I think she’s ready now,” I grunted. “Why don’t you all take over.”

I moved to the corner of the room and sat down. I will never forget the scene that unfolded before me. Tony moved from Rose’s tits down to her cunt. My tongue and fingers had left it wide open so that Tony had no trouble sliding his enormous cock into my wife’s gaping, eager box. I watched as he pumped his cock in and out. Rose pushed to meet his thrusts and soon their mating was in perfect harmony. As my wife was being fucked, she motioned for John to come to her face. She expertly stroked his cock and soon was absorbing its hardness into her mouth. The sight was incredible, almost like watching an X-rated video, but much more exciting since the cunt I was watching being filled belonged to my wife.

It didn’t take long for Tony to go over the top. Just as he began to come, he pulled out and unloaded a massive amount of jism onto Rose’s navel. Rose had let go too, and based on the gyrations of her abdomen, she had a profound orgasm.

John was next and he decided that he wanted to do it doggie-style. After he rolled Rose over onto her hands and knees, I marveled at how her cunt lips had opened and were ready for the next entry. John took it slow, and before he put his prick in he manipulated Rose’s cunt lips and clit with his fingers. She began bucking against him and had her second orgasm before he even began fucking her. Once he was inside, his movement was fast and furious. He began lightly rubbing Rose’s ass, which increased her enjoyment of the fucking she was getting. I had a hard time keeping my hand from my cock as I watched my wife in this wanton display of sexuality. When John came, he shot the last of his wad onto Rose’s ass-cheeks.

Al was next. He grinned as he approached my wife. “Are you sure you want to do it with a black man?” he asked. As he spoke he slipped his trunks off and there before Rose’s face was the largest, thickest cock I had ever seen. Rose’s eyes opened wide.

“I’d love to feel that big cock filling me up. Let me ride that horse.”

When Al lay on his back, his giant pole stuck straight up into the air like a telephone post. Rose approached it gingerly. She was standing up on the bed now, with her feet placed on either side of Al’s waist. Slowly she lowered herself until she was in a squatting position, hovering over the” tip of the giant cock. With one hand, she reached down, spread her cunt lips and lowered herself so that the tip of the mammoth cock rested just inside her tunnel. Suddenly she thrust herself downward and Al let out a load moan. Rose rode that cock like a wild woman. She threw her head back and forth, her dark hair spilling down her back and then across her forehead. She rocked and rotated her body with abandon. The other two guys were so enthralled that they began applauding. This turned Rose and Al on, spurring them to even greater heights of passion. When Al started to come, he was lifting his butt a foot off the bed. Rose was red-hot. and she looked like she was going to blast off with each thrust. Her tits were swinging everywhere, and in two-part harmony the two let out simultaneous screams, both coming something fierce.

Finally we all cooled down and had a couple of drinks while the guys kept telling Rose what a great piece of ass she was. I could tell she was pleased by their remarks and also pleased with the way I had handled the whole situation. Before parting, we took a few Polaroids of us and our friends. My favorite shot is the one with Rose sitting on the sofa with her legs spread wide open. Tony and John are kneeling on either side of her cunt. Each one has one hand stretching her pussy lips wide. Their other hands are holding their erect cocks straight up. Al is up on the sofa with Rose. His cock is erect and resting at the side of Rose’s mouth.

This past fall, Rose and I were looking at that picture and I had a wild and delirious thought. “Wouldn’t that make one hell of a Christmas card,” I said.

Rose looked at me and laughed. “It certainly demonstrates the spirit of giving and receiving, doesn’t it.”