[Countrylivin]

The end.

I know I am only posting the times I found most interesting. Xavier and I have spent months talking and texting to stay connected. Being with him in person is a whole different level. It's like being with a twin I would assume. I am close to my family but my relationship with Xavier is what I would think my brother and I should have but it's not. If I had to choose in any situation it would be Xavier. Just like in past trips, the wives always allow us our time together each day. With all that has transpired between us recently, Xavier and I took time to discuss our thoughts and feelings. I've tried to post relevant conversations we have but for the life of me I can not seem to make it clear after reading what I post.

In our talking about interactions between us, it is sexual in nature. Just like our talking after applying sunscreen on our wives. It was absolutely sexual. When we talked in the pool after we both had the same desires. I wanted to put her nipples in my mouth. I absolutely wanted to have my face on her pussy with those lips in my mouth. It was all I could do to not slip a finger or two inside her. Xavier expressed the same desires. The reason we do not act on the desire is the trust we have in each other. Xavier says it best. Playing as he calls it or just getting a picture, has changed his sex life with his wife. I understand. After exploring his wife as I did, I had to rub one out during a restroom break. Xavier said he has done that several times this week. But I digress. This was a week of a lot of first for me.

Back to the last evening and night. The wives woke up rejuvenated. By six they were back to drunk. We did our normal rough housing and silly playing along with conversations. Xavier and I took advantage of opportunities to touch both wives in the process. Now Xavier's wife has little tolerance to alcohol. Her stages are depending on strength of drinks, two drinks fun, four drinks drunk, any after that no control. It's still light, even Xavier is drunk. The highlights for me. His wife is beyond drunk. She took every opportunity to tease me. First, when sitting in the pool talking, she would jump on me hugging me wrapping her legs around me. Of course this would cause a full erection. Depending on the position of her pussy my erection would be in front between us, between her ass cheeks or stabbing her pussy. The last, very uncomfortable bending. She was way drunk and both my wife and Xavier would tease me afterwards, in an encouraging way, excusing her forward behavior with drunk.

The ones that were a little much. We are standing in the deeper water talking. She swims up and latches to me again. This time my erection was bent stabbing into her pussy. I was able to withstand this uncomfortable position by somewhat lifting her with my hands on her thighs/ass. She would smile at me wiggling her hips. The other time in this same position I'm holding her up preventing most of the bending shaft. Xavier went for refills, my wife was floating under the diving board. She was saying in a garbled sentence how much fun she's having this week and how we are going to have to do it more often. She starts wiggling her hips and slightly bouncing on my hands. I am certain she was trying to get my dick in her. She was saying, you don't have to hold me so high. I responded, oh I think I do. I swear the tip of my dick was all over her opening at times and she was squeezing me with her legs pushing down aginst my hands. I finally just fell backwards into the deep end and we parted. I was really nervous she was going to be upset at my move. She just got on my back playing some real footsie with my erection till Xavier returned. She went to him for her drink to my relief.

I told Xavier of the event in detail. He found it funny and said, she gets aggressive when drunk. When Xavier and my wife were wrestling and my wife used grabbing his dick as an advantage, Xavier's wife started just arbitrarily grabbing mine. If I was in a semi soft state she would give it a few strokes saying, aaawww let me help you. Of course it only took one or two strokes. Around eight Xavier's wife was a complete mess. We were sitting around the table talking and she was passing out. Suddenly she started getting sick. At this point Xavier and my wife took her inside to clean her up and put her to bed. I hosed off the mess.

Later, Xavier returned saying my wife wanted to watch her to make sure she was ok. We are in the pool reminiscing about some recent past with me giving some details of our experience with my boss. Xavier loved the fact my wife sent him pictures. I told him that they are the only two she trust to do that. At this point i had only moderately drank, Xavier was drinking and drunk, I may have had a slight buzz. He was telling me about his travels and his wife's texting, pictures and facetiming. He was saying that he now gets takeout food on trips so he can get back to his room for texting fun. He added that when his wife's not available he will text mine. I said, I know, I'm with her some times. He started telling me all texting subjects between his wife and those with mine. I was not aware of the volume that he text my wife nor the subject matter. Turns out that she uses a lot of her experiences as "fantasy" to have text exchanges with Xavier.

In recent past I know that she desires to have sex with Xavier watching. They use that a lot. Another repetitive is masturbating in front of each other. He was giving a lot of details and how he has used these text exchanges on his wife. I asked how. He said, exactly how the fantasy went my wife masturbating watching me and me masturbating watching her. He asked mine. I said, I guess I'm living it now with my best friend. Xavier is a hugger. He attempted a hug. I swam away saying no sword play with me. We continued talking. I asked him if he keeps the text. He said his habit is when at the airport he deletes all. When elsewhere he deletes immediately after the exchange when its my wife. He smiled saying I might keep my wife's a little longer. In summary her fantasies that they text were rooted in her experiences in some form. The erotic details were the fantasy.

Later my wife joined us still drinking. She is glassy eyed and drunk. She enters the pool announcing that it looks like she has us to herself. The two of them continued rough housing at times. Skipping to later. All the playing had stopped because of the drunk levels. The conversations were more reminiscing about past. My wife is sitting on the side of the pool with Xavier and me in front of her talking about past. My wife is telling her story of visiting her dad and having an orgasm as her dad's colleague watched without touching herself. I do not know if this was the first Xavier heard about this or not but he was firing off question after question. As that wound down, I mentioned our conversation about their texting. My wife laughed and said, we do that a lot. Which started a whole discussion over that Xavier and I had earlier. They are talking about the exchanges as if I knew all this. I'm assuming my wife is so drunk she thinks I'm aware or just didn't care.

When discussing the masturbating they were both into it laughing and talking. Xavier was telling her how he got home and he and his wife did just as they had text. My wife was questioning him with all the erotic details. He was responding with all. Now we had been looking at her aroused pussy this entire time. My wife was using his responses to tease him by saying, I like that or that's exciting. I was a bystander at this point. They discussed watching have sex and Xavier continously kept volunteering to help with this fantasy now. She kept teasing him with this like saying would you really or would you masturbate watching. I'm leaving out a lot of details as this exchange lasted some time. I went inside to have a restroom break and water. I get to the back doors and Xavier's head is at her knees and her hand between her legs. I can tell they are talking. I watch for a minute and walk out. I thought that once I'm out she would stop. When I get to the pool I hear my wife say, I don't know, maybe like this, you would tell me at that part. She is rubbing up and down her slit. I say, what did I miss. Xavier said, just talking about the fantasy. Once in the pool she stopped. I said, damn don't stop because I'm here. She smiled and said I was done, no one to tell me what they wanted. Xavier said, oh i can. I said, just my luck.

They continued talking text and texting with my wife in the pool both still drinking. Xavier would say, would you watch my wife and I have sex, yes. They looked at me, absolutely. Same with each scenario. It was like challenges more than fantasy. I was actually getting bored till Xavier said, well let's make one happen tonight. My wife smiled big saying, really. She said, which one. Xavier said, I'm down with either. She looked at me and said, what do you think. I laughed and said, it's not my fantasy. She said, but I want your opinion. I said, there have been a lot of first for me on this trip. If you want one that's on you two. She jumped on me hugging. She looked at Xavier, your choice. Xavier said, masturbating, looking at me. I sat on the step. My wife asked which one. Xavier said, either.

My wife walked out of the pool and walked swaying to the cushioned chairs by the tables. She started dragging it over. Xavier looked at me asking if I was OK with this. I said, what my wife masturbating and you masturbating. I think you both have seen it before so at the same time, knock yourselves out. He pulled me to his side with a side hug saying I love you. He was drunk. She reclined the back a little and sat down. She said, you can not do this from over there. Xavier carried two chairs over. I sat to his left and he was directly in front of her knees. He asked, just like we text. My wife nodded saying ok. Xavier started stroking his already hard dick. My wife has her legs wide. She starts rubbing her pubic strip to her mound then her fingers up and down slowly in each crevasse. Xavier said, now tease that clit. My wife did as instructed. Xavier said, that's it. Her opening is leaking juice. Xavier said, get that whole pussy wet. She starts getting her fingers wet spreading it till she had everything wet including her pubic strip. I'm starting to get the idea of the fantasy now. I had not paid attention to Xavier but he must have sprung a leak because his shaft was now shining wet black as he was slowly full stroking. He directed her through each movement. After each he would say, that's it or that's nice or perfect.

After the first few minutes of direction I had the fantasy down. My wife wanted to be told to masturbate and how. When she would start rubbing her clit faster with two fingers he would stop her and tell her one finger and slow she would comply. Xavier said, now play with that hard nipple. She did as she kept rubbing her puss as instructed. A wet stain was spreading on the cushion from her ass forward. She was moaning and arching her back. She had her eyes closed the whole time. Xavier said, now you can work that little clit harder. My wife opened her eyes. She smiled and said, my turn. She said, you can start going faster. Xavier said, yes. He stroked faster. His entire shaft is shining wet in the light. She started circling her opening and said, you like this. Xavier said, i do. She stopped and said, what. He said, yes. She slid her finger inside. She asked, you want two fingers. Xavier, yes please. She removed the very wet finger and started rubbing her pussy. She said, not yet. Now I'm getting it again. She's in charge. I was thinking damn I wish I read the text.

She then said, two fingers now Xavier. He said yes. She said, yes what. Yes please. She said, do better. Xavier said, please please please yes. She slid two fingers. I was hoping for three but I know she does not like that feeling. She was pumping them in and out moaning. She removed her fingers holding a very wet sticky hand up. She said, clean my hand with yours. Xavier said, yes please. He wrapped his hand around hers and interlace fingers getting as much as he could on his hand. She said, now rub it on. Xavier started slowly stroking his wet hand on his shaft. She said, head too. He rotated over the top spreading it everywhere. Are you ready to finish. Yes. Are you sure. Yes please. She's rubbing her clit and pinching her nipple as she directs him. She said, stand up. He did. She said open your legs wide. He did. Skipping through a lot of repetitive buildup. My wife is arching her back plunging two fingers rapidly in and out moaning loudly still pinching and pulling her nipple. Xavier is pumping away on his dick.

My wife removes her hand and starts the two finger rapid clit rubbing and announces just like this. IIIIMMMM GGEETTING CCCLLOOOOSE. Xavier said, me too. Shes arching high. Her ass is off the cushion, her legs are shaking and she's moaning extremely loud. I see the red blotches forming. Then Xavier grunts loud. I had not thought of this in the process. He shoots a rope of cum. It landed on her fingers, pussy and inner thigh. She starts her loud moaning orgasm lifting even higher rubbing faster. Xavier has his dick pointed between her legs. The second rope hits the tips of her fingers and down her pussy. The third hit across her pussy and thigh. A fourth, hit her fingertips and down her pussy. The remainder on the concrete. Several seconds later she collapsed. Here's the silent picture. Xavier sitting back in the chair breathing hard. My wife breathing rapidly legs still spread wide and me silently looking. All you hear is their breathing and night bugs. Her pussy looks a hot mess. She has cum mixed with her juices where she had rubbed it into her clit and lips. She has part of a rope oozing down her inner thigh. From her clit down to the cushion is globs of cum mixes with hers slowly making its way down. I get up and take my wife's almost full drink and walk into the pool.

Another few minutes they sit up and look at each other. They both look at her pussy and back at each other and start laughing. When they noticed I was not there they stopped. Silently they both walk to the pool. My wife is duck walking. She dips in and starts cleaning herself. Xavier grabs his almost empty drink and starts walking in. In a serious voice he asked, are you alright. I down the drink and say I could use another. He went for refills. My wife approached me timidly. She is still way drunk. She asked, are you OK. When I didn't immediately respond she said, are you mad. I paused thinking. I said, no. I guess she was reading into it. She hugged me tight saying I'm sorry. I hugged her back. I asked why. She said, because you are not ok. I stepped back. I said, I'm fine. She asked, but why did you get in the pool, you walked away. I said, I did. She said, what's wrong. I smiled and said, that was fucking amazing. She broke into a half smile. She hugged me again saying I was so scared when you were not in the chair. I apologized saying that I was just surprised by everything. She was still hugging me saying how scared she was when I was not there. She finally calmed down sitting on my lap on the stairs. I told her I was fine that she could finish cleaning herself. She kept her arm around me saying no she was clean and she's not moving off me.

Xavier came back. Once both were convinced I was not angry we talked as my wife was stroking my dick and Xavier and I finished the drinks. We went to bed. My wife would not leave me alone. She gave me a very rare blowjob followed by the almost nonexistent swallow every drop. After, she continued stroking and playing till I was hard again. She let me fuck her as long as I wanted and in every position I asked. Next morning I woke up to my wife giving me another blowjob followed by swallowing every drop. Then morning sex again. She asked if she could sleep in. I made coffee and sat outside.