Gwen sat down on the hotel bed in frustration. She and her girlfriend Julie had come to Atlantic City for a "girls' weekend", just to get away from the daily grind of kids and housework. Instead of just hanging out and having fun, though, Julie had headed straight to the casino bar and made herself the center of attention. Now just a few hours into their trip, Julie had disappeared and Gwen found herself alone, slightly buzzed and very horny. Here she was alone in the suite they had booked, while Julie was off with God knows who doing God knows what. It just wasn't fair!
Although she was frustrated with Julie's behavior, Gwen had to admit to herself that she was also a bit jealous. Julie had never had a problem making herself the life of the party -- she just exuded a natural sexuality and enthusiasm that always made her popular in any social setting. She also had the looks to go with it -- her long legs and long black hair always got men's attention. Her breasts were small but pert and they completed a pretty good looking 40-yr old package.
Gwen made her way into the large walk-in closet and stood in front of the mirror, examining her own image. Although the same age as Julie, she was built quite differently. Gwen had the classic curves that came from full hips and larger, fuller breasts. Over the years, four kids had added to her curves but looking at herself in her cocktail dress, she had to admit that she was pretty pleased with what she saw.
Standing alone in the closet, Gwen unzipped the dress and slid it down from her shoulders. The black push-up bra was doing its job, and she couldn't help but be turned on by the sight of her own tits. She could see her thick nipples trying to push their way through the silky material. They seemed to be aching for a little attention. She brushed her finger against the straining bullets before continuing to slide the dress down her body. As it fell to the floor, Gwen looked at the lacy thong that barely covered her pussy. She was proud of her shaved mound and she loved the way her pussy lips always seemed to pout and beg for attention. Once again, she felt herself aroused, and allowed her fingers to slide into her panties, feeling the dampness that had started as she watched Julie flirt and tease all the business men down in the bar.
Suddenly her day dreaming was interrupted by the sound of the suite door opening. She could her giggling and whispered tones as someone came into the room. Gwen quickly turned out the light in the closet, and peeked through the slightly opened door to see what was going on.
Well, at least she knew what Julie had been up to now! There was her best friend with not one, but two, men in tow! Both seemed to be tall, well-built men in their late twenties. The collared shirts and cuffed pants told Gwen that they must be part of the insurance convention being hosted in the hotel. They certainly seemed interested in providing Julie with plenty of coverage as she led them both over to the bed. Gwen didn't know what to do -- she didn't want to spoil Julie's fun, but she certainly didn't want to spend the night in a hotel closet! She decided to wait until she could find a moment to slip past the trio and head back downstairs.
Meanwhile, Gwen watched Julie take turns kissing the two men. They made a sandwich out of her, one hulking stud standing on either side of her. She alternated kissing one then the other, as they took turns pressing against her squirming ass. It wasn't long before the taller of the two, a striking blonde with movie star looks, grabbed Julie's shoulders from behind and unzipped her dress. Julie didn't protest as he slid the dress from her shoulders. Unlike Gwen, Julie didn't wear anything under her dress. From her vantage point in the closet, Gwen could see Julie's small breasts standing proudly in the moonlight coming through the open curtains. The other stud, a darker boy who looked like he belonged somewhere along the Mediterranean coast, leaned down and took one of her nipples in his mouth as his other hand cupped her other breast and squeezed it roughly. Gwen could hear Julie's moans of satisfaction as her body got worked over.
The blonde now knelt behind Julie, his hands on her hips and his lips on her ass cheeks. He kissed and nibbled her tight ass while his hands rubbed up and down the sides of her body. Gwen watched as he reached around to Julie's pussy. She kept her mound neatly trimmed, with a perfect triangular patch of fur right about her mound. He played with the hair, then his meaty finger dug between her lips, obviously seeking the entrance to her pussy. Gwen could tell that he found it by the sudden squeal Julie gave out. That was just the encouragement he needed, and he began to dig into her pussy with a passion.
As she watched her girlfriend being ravaged by these two young studs, Gwen couldn't help but get turned on. She realized that her own fingers had been anxiously massaging her clit, and were now covered in the salty juices from her pussy. Once again, she was jealous of Julie and the attention she was getting. Why couldn't she share one of those cocks with me?, Gwen thought. Then Gwen caught herself: what was she saying? She had a husband and four children at home -- she shouldn't be wishing to be getting the attention of some stranger's cock! But no matter how hard she tried to convince herself otherwise, Gwen found herself dripping with the thought of another man's dick buried deep inside her.
Suddenly Gwen realized that the action in the bedroom had stopped. She looked out to see all three of the players staring in the direction of the closet. Apparently, Gwen's passion had been a little louder than she realized. The sound she heard next made her heart stop.
"Gwen, is that you?" Julie asked. "Are you in there watching us, you naughty girl? Come on out -- it's alright."
Gwen didn't know what to do -- there was no where to hide. Slowly, like a scene in a dream, she pulled the closet door open and walked into the bedroom. She couldn't help but notice the sharp intake of breath from both them men as her curvaceous body was lit up by the moon beams. That sound nearly made her cream!
"I wondered where you had gotten to," said Julie, "I thought maybe you were outside calling home. I know how much you miss your husband when we're on these trips. I'm glad to see I was wrong."
Gwen wasn't sure what to do or where to go. Here she was, nearly naked, standing in a bedroom with her best friend and two young men who clearly intended on rocking Julie's world. She wracked her brain trying to figure out how to extract herself from the situation gracefully. Before she had a chance, though, both the lovers turned and began moving toward her.
Gwen felt very vulnerable, but curiously aroused, as the two men took up positions on either side of her. The blonde reached out and ran his finger down Gwen's arm, allowing it to brush against the bulging fullness of her breast. Gwen shivered from the touch and she felt her panties soaking with the juice that felt like it was gushing from her.
