Girls Weekend

For those readers that want rosa-blanca.ru, this is not a cuckold story. This is not a BTB story. This is a fun story not to be taken seriously.

No one in this story gave or received any STDs. People in the Lifestyle get tested regularly.

Lastly, I am not a judge, a lawyer, or a police officer. I am not in the Alternative Lifestyle, but learning about it on TikTok is amusing.

Enjoy

A perfect marriage was ruined because I was drunk, stoned, and horny. I didn't deserve my husband. But I'm going to get him back. He's still mine and I'm not giving up on us.

Listen to me, if your friends ever want to go on a girls' weekend for fun and excitement, it isn't worth it. Say no and run. Run away. I wish I had.

"Oh, my God! Look how big it is. I need to have that dick," all the girls were cheering and egging each other on.

"Bring that big dick over here to me." It was a free-for-all. But to our defense, we were all drunk off our asses and flying high on something harder than I remember from college.

"Suck that dick, Mary. Mary, Mary!" Mary started it all and each one of us followed like lost sheep.

"Suck that dick Kelly and go home with a smile. Tell your husband how good it was." All the girls laughed. "No pictures," I said.

I had told the girls that Tom was okay with me going away for the weekend and that there would be strippers. "When you come back, I want all the details and pictures, too, " my husband, Tom, said jokingly.

Once the twins were in bed, I thanked Tom for letting me go away with the girls. Tom and I have a great sex life. Tom is very athletic and has the stamina to prove it. Sometimes I think he might have a problem. He stays harder and lasts longer than a normal man. I'm not complaining, I'm just saying that I don't know if that's normal.

The girls were calling Tom a cuck and me a hotwife since Tom wanted details and pictures.

"Really." Mary said more as a statement than a question, "Tom is into that!"

"Into what?"

"You know, a guy that likes to hear his wife's stories or watch."

"Watch what," I asked.

"You know. Watching you flirt with other men and maybe even watching you get fucked by other men,"

I just looked at Mary. I was stunned. "I think he was kidding. I'm sure he doesn't want to watch me get fucked by another man."

"Tom is a little... how should I say...submissive and always has been," Mary said with a smile, "but that's okay."

"It's true Kelly," Jen concurred.

"What does that mean Mary and why are you agreeing with her Jen?"

"Look Kelly, all I'm saying is Tom may be a successful take-charge controlling, and dominant man in his career. But he gives you everything you want and never puts up a fight. You can do no wrong in Tom's eyes and get away with anything."

"He does not," I was lying to myself. Tom does well for himself, and he has spoiled me. I don't work. Tom pays my Amazon bill each month and doesn't get mad. I asked if we could hire a house cleaning service, and Tom said yes. I like to cook and bake, or I would have asked for someone to cook for us too.

"The Chevelle," Mary waited for a response.

"That wasn't my fault, and you know it. I didn't run into the giant bird..."

"It's called an eagle Lisa. A Bald Eagle. The national emblem of the United States."

"Whatever. My point is the bird hit me."

"And did the "Eagle" also tell you to drive the car Tom's 1970 Chevelle off the road?"

"I was confused."

"Kelly, most people would have just put on the breaks. It wasn't like you would have time to swerve and miss the eagle. You had already hit the poor thing."

"The bird hit the car. The car didn't hit the bird. And the car wasn't totaled. It just needed a little work.

And it wouldn't have happened if it weren't for you."

"Oh, it's my fault you hit the eagle and drove Tom's car off the road?"

"Look at the eagles. Look at the eagles they're matting. I was doing fine until you distracted me."

If you don't know, Eagles perform courtship displays in flight, locking talons, spinning through the air fucking as they fall from the sky. Well, one eagle lived while the other smashed into my windshield.

"I can't believe they tried to fine me for killing that damn bird. $100,000 and/or one year in prison."

"It was a good thing Tom got you off on the murder charge," I just shook my head at Mary. Tom wasn't an attorney yet but smoothed things over with the authorities.

"Just because Tom loves me and doesn't yell at me over tiny mistakes doesn't means he wants to watch me get fucked by another man?"

Anyway, I'm a slut now and so were the rest of the girls. No, that's not true. Mary turned me into a slut. Oh, I know. I can't blame Mary for my actions. But she's been getting me in trouble since we met in college. I needed help with a paper once, so Mary wrote it for me. Or rather Margaret Mead did. Mary plagiarized my whole paper.

"Kelly, you should take Anthropology it's a blow-off class, an easy A." Anthropology is the study of humans, their cultures, societies, and biological evolution across time and space. How was that class going to be an easy A? It would be because Mary said it would.

The only thing I learned from that class is that there is a belief that humans came from the ocean, "Aquatic apes." I was too far along to drop the class. I was going to get an F. Thank you very much, Mary.

If it weren't for a stupid paper, I wrote on the Aquatic ape theory I would have gotten an F. I called my paper Fact or Fiction, a look into the Sea Monkey Theory.

I figured what the hell I was getting an F anyway. The professor thought my paper was so funny that he gave me a D for the semester.

Mary and I had some fun times together too. Mostly it was Mary getting us into trouble.

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I had no interest in other men or big dicks until this girls' weekend. The big dick or rather dicks were right in front of my face. What was I going to do, "No thank you I have no interest and a big beautiful strong hard dick." No, that's not right, it was too big to be classified as anything less than a cock.

All the other stupid sluts were joining in, so why shouldn't I?

Let me step back a little bit and tell my story.

First, let me say that Mary is my best friend and if it weren't for her, I would never have met Tom. So, she has that going for her.

"Let's do a girls' night out," she said. There were five of us, Me, Mary, Karen, Tina, and Jen. We were all sorority sisters. Karen and Jen were older and not with me, Mary, and Tina for all our four years of stupid get-into-trouble fun. But Karen and Jen did have their own stories too.

"If we're gonna do it, let's do it right, just like the boys would," Mary said.

"What does that mean?" Karen asked.

"Strippers!" Mary responded and all the girls were giddy except Tina.

If a nun could get married, Tina would have entered the nunhood or whatever it's called. Jen and Karen's College goal was to loosen Tina up and get her laid. "Go find a dick you moody bitch." Jen and Karen would tease.

Tina was a virgin until she met Brian. We think Brian was a virgin too or gay before Tina introduced him to the heterosexual world. Those two were meant for each other. Even at college, they went to church every Sunday morning. Sometimes Tina was still drunk off her ass from the night before.

"Where do we go to see male strippers," it was Karen who asked.

"Online, you can find anything online," Mary said.

"How about a weekend away," Karen suggested with a big smile.

Tina, again, was the only one who wasn't giddy and thought it was a bad idea. "Guys, I don't know. I mean... remember college..."

"What? That was...how many years ago," Mary said, "we're all adults now."

"Oh Tina, loosen up," Karen and Jen, both giving her a hard time as always. "Is your husband's dick so big that you have no interest in looking at the other dicks in this world?"

"Well, it......" Tina said.

"Well, it's nothing. We're gonna find some big dicks for you to stare at and drool over," that was Mary's great idea, and we all agreed.

Karen found a ruler and tilting her head back measured how far 10 inches would look down her throat. "I'm looking for a 10-inch cock." We all laughed.

"You can't even swallow a pill without a sip of water," I said, "the most you can take down your throat is three inches."

"That's probably why your husband is so moody," Tina said under her breath shocking us all, but it was also the funniest thing Tina had ever said.

All of us are in our 30s with kids. "The husbands can watch the kids and we're going away for a weekend at the spa," Mary said, and Jen joined in, "We deserve this."

So that was it. We all asked our husbands if we could go away for a girls' weekend. "Sure," Tom said. "I know it takes a toll on you watching the girls all day," we have 8-year-old twin girls, "you deserve a little fun."

All the husbands were fine with the wives' weekend away. Of course, Jen's husband Jim was. He truly did want details and pictures.

"Jim likes to watch me. What's wrong with that?" As we all looked at her.

"What you and Jim have is great and it works for you. I'm just saying that I don't think Tom would be into anything like that."

That's when Mary started a Google search on her phone and read an article Is my husband a Cuck?

"Are you sure, you said he wanted details and pictures too? Maybe he's a closet cuck, and he's decided it's time to come out," Mary said, and Jen gave a light slap on her back and a giggle.

Then Jen started telling us about some erotic stories that she reads with Jim.

'Would Tom really like watching me have sex with other men? Would he like me to return home, and tell him how fantastic it felt to be fucked by a giant cock?' I thought to myself.

Tina was the one who slapped some sense into me. Literally, she slapped me, that bitch.

"Kelly, how big is Tom?"

"Six two, or so," I responded.

"How big is his dick," she asked.

"Pretty big I guess."

"How is he in bed?"

"Amazing," was all I could think to say.

"Does he take charge or do you?"

I knew the answer to this one, "Tom is the dominant one in the bedroom, and I love to please him." I was proud to respond.

"Then why the fuck would he want to watch someone fuck you or hear about it?"

Tina was right. What the fuck. Mary and Jen with all these stories were putting doubt in my head. "Thank you, Tina."

But Jen was relentless were her stories, "Jim and I swap and watch each other fuck all the time. Our sex life is so much better. For a while, it was getting dull, but not anymore."

"Well good for you. But mine is fine," I said.

"We're going to a club and watch some strippers, it's not an orgy." Karen went on, "But if Tom wants pictures, I'm sure the strippers will let you touch."

"Tom does not want pictures!"

"Fine, you don't need to get upset," Mary said, "We all love Tom it's just..."

"Enough!"

"I wish I had an open marriage, and my husband liked to watch," Karen said out of nowhere. And Jen was there on cue.

"I'll fuck Ron (Ron is Karen's husband) and you can have Jim. Jim has a fantastic tongue. His dick is average but with your gag reflux that should be fine." We all started laughing. "But that tongue. Jim takes good notes when he watches other men, please me."

"Do we have to talk about Jen's sex life?" Tina was blushing and I just wanted this conversation to end and move on from my husband being a cuck.

"I want to hear more," Karen said, and Mary agreed.

Jen went on for the next hour telling us about the last guy she fucked while Karen kept on asking for more details.

We eventually discussed our trip and made our arrangements. In two weeks, we would take an Uber on Thursday morning after our kids were all on the bus to school. We were staying at a nice hotel, food and drink included. We would return home late Sunday evening. Unbeknownst to Tina and me, the hotel was hosting a wild kinky sex party. If you had some kind of Kink, fetish, swing, whatever, you could attend.

Thursday finally arrived.

We checked in and met Poco. "Hello, ladies. I am Poco and I am here to serve you."

"I bet you are," Karen said with a smile.

"He said serve not service." We all laughed at Tina's comment.

"If you need anything, please ask me."

Tina and I looked at Karen, "Do not say a word perv!"

"What, I wasn't going to say anything."

We roamed the hotel property, and it struck me odd that children were nowhere to be found. The ages looked like early 20s to well into the 70s.

Whatever, school was in session maybe there were no families booked this weekend. We had a nice dinner and danced with some nice gentlemen. Their wives were fine with it and even encouraged us to dance with their husbands. After too many drinks and oddly, both men and women flirting with us, we called it a night to the disappointment of many.

Friday morning, we woke, had breakfast, and were off to the pool.

"Why are all the girls all topless?" Tina asked.

"Because it's a Kinky Sex Craze weekend!" Mary and Jen yelled. "We told them that we were unicorns." Karen was drooling as she looked at all the men and hot bods.

"A what," I asked.

"This isn't one of those Kinky dress like an animal party, is it?" Tina asked.

"Are you stupid," Karen said with a laugh, "A unicorn. A bisexual woman that fucks couples."

"Like a threesome?" I asked.

"Sort of I guess you could say, right Jen," Karen looked to the expert in the field for confirmation.

"I'm a unicorn sometimes," Jen said.

"Of course, you are," Tina followed up with an apology. "Jen, honestly, I meant nothing by my comment. I have nothing against you and Jim's lifestyle."

"I accept your apology." Then Jen went on, "I'm getting fucked this weekend and plan on licking pussy. Jim can't wait to hear my stories."

Jen and Jim swing, swap, and go solo. They play with toys; most of the time, Jen uses Toys on Jim. Their only rule is openness and honesty.

On a side note, I never knew what Loctober was until Jen enlightened the vanilla wives.

It came up on TikTok. Tina sent it around to us. It was a girl holding a Key "Loctober is my favorite time of year" the woman said.

"What the hell is Loctober?" Tina had asked.

"Mary, as always was the first to Google Loctober while Jen just laughed at us.

"Loctober," Mary started reading to herself.

"Read it to us!" Karen was getting excited as she thought it must have something to do with sex.

"Consensual chastity Play." Mary said, "Loctober is about sexual self-control, submission, and power dynamics. Submissive partners wear chastity devices as a way of relinquishing control over their sexual pleasure. A keyholder holds the literal and symbolic key to the device, representing trust, vulnerability, and intimacy.

The guy can't cum for the whole month of October!"

"Kind of like No Nut November," Tina said.

We all turned our heads and looked at her, surprised but with a smile. Who was this girl and what happened to Tina?

Loctober is a special month in Jen and Jim's little world and must be celebrated.

"Loctober is a month for me to degrade and humiliate my loving husband," Jen said with a smile. "I go out on dates all month long and get fucked while Jim's little dick is locked away in its cage. I return home and tell him how good the sex is. Jim starts humping the air like a dog in heat.

By the end of the month, Jim wants out. His blue balls can't last much longer. When I finally release his little dick, Jim fucks me like a crazed rabbit."

"I wish my husband were open-minded like Jim," Karen said again.

"I'm not fucking anyone, count me out," Tina said as we looked at the weekend's list of events.

Clothing is optional all weekend long! Topless is MANDATORY by the pool!

Friday

1. Breakfast 8 - 10
2. Playtime at the pool 11 - 4

(Mix and Match)

(Drink or Dare)

1. Horny hour or longer 4 -7
2. Dinner, Dance, and more 7

Saturday

1. Breakfast 8-10
2. Playtime at the pool 11 - 4

(Mix and Match)

(Dare or Drink)

1. Horny hour or longer 4 -7
2. Dinner, Dance, and more 7

"What's mix and match," Tina asked.

"you'll find out," Jen said.

"I wish I had an open marriage," Karen said again.

"I told you, Karen, convince Ron and he can fuck me. Jim will be more than happy to fuck you. Once Ron has a taste of pussy, he'll be begging for more."

"Let me work on him but you may be right. I have caught him checking out your ass enough times," Karen said with a smile.

"Just my ass? He doesn't like my tits?"

Mary, Jen, and Karen took their bikini tops off. "Tops off girls. Time to let those titties free."

"I'm not taking my top off," Tina was adamant.

Karen looked at Tina, "If those 70-year-old ladies with tits down to their waist have no problem showing off their titties, you shouldn't either. Now let those titties free."

I looked at Tina and we both gave each other and shrugged. Off went out tops too.

Quite a few couples had no problem walking around with nothing on. I was shocked to see a man who must be in his 70s could still get it up. He was hard as a rock staring at us.

"God damn Karen how horny are you? He must be in his 70s stop staring at his dick." Tina said.

"Listen," Jen said adding her words of wisdom once again, "70 is the new 50."

"So, what are we, back in Middle School or High School?" Tina said with a look of disgust.

"I occasionally have sex with an older gentleman and sometimes he shares me with his wife. I'm getting tingly just thinking about it." Jen now playing with her nipples.

"How old?" Karen asked with excitement.

"He's 80 and his name is Charles."

"I can't take it anymore; I want that old guy." We all laughed at Karen. She stayed with us but asked Poco to bring us all a blowjob shot that we did in honor of the old guy staring at us. Just for the hell of it, we had Poco bring the old guy's wife a blowjob shot too.

We sat back in our chairs enjoying the sun and drinking as naked couples played in the pool. We also received many stares from both men and women. It was like we were sitting under a Unicorn Stable sign.

"Why are they called unicorns?" Tina asked.

"Because they're almost impossible to find." Jen the expert chimed in.

"And here we are, five of us thanks to Mary," I said with a roll of the eyes.

"Fuck, look at the dick," Karen said, "could you imagine how that would feel pumping away in your pussy?"

"I think you've had enough to drink Karen. How many Mimosas have you had?"

And then Jen jumped in. "I'm going to go talk to him. If all goes well, I'll tell you how good it feels."

"No, you won't bitch, that my Big Dick, I saw it first."

"Don't worry Karen, we'll find you another," Mary said, and we all giggled.

"Stop egging her on," Tina said.

"Listen, Mom, we're here to have fun and stare at big dicks and get horny. Our husbands will thank us when we return home. They may even tell us to go on another girls' weekend." Mary said.

"Just relax and enjoy the view, Tina. Have fun. If it happens, it happens." Words Jen has always lived by.

"If what happens?"

Jen smiled and looked at Tina, "You'll know when it happens."

Couples were now stopping by to sit and talk with us. Jen was laughing as Mary and Karen were telling couples the best place to find Unicorns.

"Unicorn Landing. If you want to find a Unicorn you can look into the SLS site. But your best chance to find a Unicorn to play with is through Unicorn Landing," Karen said with a smile.

"SLS? Unicorn Landing?" I looked at Karen.

"I follow people on TikTok. I'm into all this Alternative Lifestyle stuff."