You know those little ocean huts that sit on stilts? I’ve always wanted to vacation at one, so I finally decided to treat myself to a trip — one week on the water, with just me, myself and I. At least that was the plan. It turned out that over those seven days I ticked a lot more off my bucket list than I’d ever anticipated.

Most of the other guests at the resort were honeymooners who kept to themselves — except for one couple, Stu and Dee. We met snorkeling and just clicked. Suddenly, I found myself invited to be part of a threesome.

It all started innocently enough. My bungalow was actually next to theirs — a coincidence that sure felt like fate to us. We were walking back from dinner when Dee grabbed my hand and encouraged me to run ahead with her toward the pier. She broke away from me long enough to strip her sundress over her head and toss it to the ground.

Her bikini bottoms were next to go. She gave the skinny strings at the sides a tug and let the tiny triangles of fabric fall to her feet.

Gloriously naked, Dee stood there for a moment and smiled at her husband and then at me. Her blue eyes sparkled with mischief when she nodded at me and asked, “What are you waiting for?”

Then she dove from the pier into the turquoise sea, her lithe body making a perfect arc as it sliced through the water.

Feeling bold after a few too many daiquiris, I followed suit and stripped my dress and bathing suit off before jumping into the water. When I rose above the waves, I saw Dee just a few feet away. She swam over, reaching me in a couple of strokes. To my surprise, she didn’t stop alongside me. Instead, she wrapped her arms and legs around me in a full-body hug. Dee was horny, and she clearly didn’t have a problem letting me know it.

If any doubts remained in my mind regarding my new friend’s intentions, they were erased the second her lips fell on mine. I just kissed her back. It was a crushing lip-lock — hot, wet and frantic as we worked to stay afloat at the same time. Our hands were everywhere, touching every inch of skin we could find while we kicked our feet to keep our heads above water.

At some point, Stu called out to us, coaxing us out of the water with the promise of champagne and a comfortable king-size bed. We continued our makeout session on the dock. Dee was on me the second we climbed out of the water. She ran her hand down my back, charting my curves from my shoulders to my ass. She even crept lower, skating across my asscrack and dipping between my thighs. Her fingers caressed my slit, exciting my body with the promise of what would come behind closed doors.

When we finally stumbled into the bungalow, Stu was already inside waiting with three flutes of chilled bubbly.

I accepted one gladly, watching with interest as Dee turned her attention from me to her husband.

As I watched her palm Stu’s crotch, I felt a fiery blush spread from my cheeks to my neck to my chest. The thickness of his erection was evident, even though he was still clad in his linen pants. His dick tented the delicate material.

In truth, I was excited that Stu intended to join us. Hooking up with his wife while he watched would have been hot, but bringing him into the mix would be undoubtedly better.

Dee reached out and pulled me close to her and Stu. We stood there in a sort of triangle, taking turns kissing and pawing at one another.

After a few minutes, I realized Stu and Dee weren’t playing with each other anymore. Instead, they flanked me on both sides. Stu’s lips grazed my neck as he worked his way down to my collarbone. He nibbled and sucked at me, making the super-fine hairs on the back of my neck stand on end.

At the same time, Dee skimmed her hands over my abs and up to my tits. She fanned her fingers, spreading them to tease my nipples. She pinched my aching nubs with her nimble digits, applying enough pressure to make me feel a twinge of pleasure in my pussy.

My new friends walked me backward, pulling me with them onto the expansive mattress. Rose petals littered the bed — a sweet amenity the resort offered honeymooning couples. The three of us rolled around, crushing the petals so they filled the room with their sweet perfume. The silkiness of the petals contrasted sharply with the coarser texture of the bed’s cotton comforter.

Just like when we were standing, Stu and Dee arranged themselves on either side of my body. While Dee continued to focus all of her attention on my breasts, Stu moved further down, finding his way between my legs. Like his wife, he appeared to have a bit of an oral fixation. His lips immediately descended on my pussy.

Stu sucked on my labia one at a time, teasing me with the wet heat of his mouth. His hand rested on my leg with his thumb teasing the flesh right near my hip. He stroked the sensitive skin, exciting all the nerves below. The sensations sparked a pleasant flutter in my pussy, magnifying the effects of his mouth.

While Stu used one hand to slowly stoke the fire smoldering inside me, he kept the other busy playing with his wife’s clit. The breathy moan that caused Dee to break our kiss tipped me off to that.

Knowing that Stu could get me and Dee off at the same time made the whole experience even more exciting. Every time a jolt of pleasure rocked Dee’s body, her fingers would flex on my breasts. That meant even more pressure on my nipples and even more pulsing in my pussy.

Dee’s attention to my tits, coupled with Stu’s skillful tongue on my clit, was an explosive combination. Liquid arousal seeped from my hole. All the while, the pulse in my pussy beat stronger and faster, growing in intensity.

My body thrashed on the bed when I fell over the edge. Though I’d reached my peak at record speed, the orgasm itself seemed never-ending. Each time I thought I would finally catch my breath, another shock of pleasure would rock me to my core.

When my body stopped trembling enough for me to get my bearings, I opened my eyes to see Stu standing by the edge of the bed with his cock in his fist. He smiled, absently stroking his shaft while he met my gaze.

Feeling bold, I decided to ask the question niggling at the back of my mind: “Which of us are you going to fuck?”

“A good host always tends to his guest first,” he replied.

He took hold of my calves and tugged me until my ass was perched at the edge of the mattress. I locked my ankles behind his back, and he impaled me with his cock.

Stu’s generous girth stretched me wide, filling me up completely. As the very last inch of his shaft disappeared inside me, a long, loud groan fell from my lips. Then Dee crawled closer, and I reached out to grab her thigh, gesturing for her to sit on my face.

Dee got the message. She swung one leg over my head and carefully lowered herself over me. Her pussy was beautifully bare, the skin as smooth as satin.

I laid a gentle kiss on her clit to start, easing her into what I knew would be a feast of epic proportions. Her skin tasted salty after our dip in the ocean, adding a savory element that enhanced the tang of her natural juices.

Every time Stu’s fucking made me moan, I tried to harness the sound to stimulate Dee’s pussy. Her soft folds felt like heaven on my lips, and she tasted even better.

With his rhythm growing choppy and his grunts getting louder, Stu was clearly reaching his limits. So I knew I would need to do more to ensure Dee came along with us. Right as I felt the muscles inside my pussy start to quicken, I reached around and pinched her clit with my fingers.

Dee’s thighs clenched hard on either side of my head. She was moaning and shaking, so close to coming. Suddenly, a rush of warm liquid gushed from her body, coating my lips and chin.

Seconds later, Stu filled my pussy with come. He slammed into me until every last drop of his seed was transferred to my body as I succumbed to my own release.

This orgasm was even stronger than the last. I wriggled and writhed on the bed, twisting the sheets into such a wild web that I got caught up in the fabric.

When my body finally relaxed enough and I opened my eyes again, Dee and Stu were already headed to the back patio to enjoy their private hot tub. They invited me to join them, so I got my ass off the bed, grabbed the bottle of champagne and followed them outside, more than ready to begin the next phase of our evening.