Supposed to be a trip, not a sex party

My husband and I went out of town with a friend of mine from work (Alana) and her boyfriend to see a concert. They are a bit younger than us (we're 40 and Alana is 26 and her boyfriend is 25), but we like the same kind of music. It was going to be a long trip to get there, about 5 hours.

To save a bit of money, we got one hotel room with double beds. I joked with Alana that she would probably see my husband's dick, and she laughed and said she might ask to use it if she saw it. (My husband is handsome.) I'm pretty laid back about things, and told her that would be okay and, in fact, if she and her man were up for it maybe we could have a foursome. She said that would be great. I was kind of joking too, but it was apparent that we were actually serious.

We went to the concert and had a nice time. We came back to the hotel and had some drinks and we decided to have some sex before we went to bed. We were all on board. My husband and I had never done swinging before, but I had done group sex a few times before we married.

The sex was terrific. No jealousy or weirdness, just good, hot sex. Our guys were great and stayed hard until we were fucked out. I liked Alana's boyfriend and I know that my husband loved fucking Alana. She has a great body and I liked having sex with her too. I hadn't been with another woman in years.

The next morning I got up and Alana was on the floor sucking her boyfriend's dick while getting fucked by my husband. I stepped over them to get to the bathroom and said, "Isn't it a little early for this?" I said we should get ready to go out for breakfast. I took a shower and they were still going at it when I got out.

I waited for them to finish. And waited. And waited. Fuck, they wouldn't stop. They finally finished and we went to breakfast and did some shopping in the city. When we got back to the hotel that afternoon, Alana unzipped her skirt and told our guys, "I wanna get fucked." They invited me to join, but wow, I wasn't really in the mood. My husband was eager and I watched him and her boyfriend tag team Alana.

I mixed a drink and had a cigarette while watching their threesome. I reminded them that we had dinner reservations soon and they should get ready. But no, they were too busy fucking. I turned on the news and was inwardly seething at the lack of respect for my wishes. Alana was acting like a bitch in heat and it was starting to piss me off.

We missed our dinner reservations, because they wouldn't stop fucking. I was upset. We found another restaurant, but it wasn't my choice. I told my husband that he needed to cool out a bit with Alana. He told me to relax and have fun.

We arrived back at the hotel after dinner and Alana immediately stripped and asked for a DP. The guys did it. Again, I was invited to join them, but I was so upset by how the day went that it was a buzzkill. I just got really drunk and went to bed, while my husband pumped Alana's pussy full of seed over and over.

We were supposed to go to the art gallery in town the next day, but we were running late for that too. Why? Because they wouldn't stop fucking. They were at it all morning. Again.

I finally got fed up and told my husband, Alana, and her boyfriend that we needed to go out and see some things, rather than stay at the hotel and fuck. They could sense my vibe and understood. We had a decent day and I was thankful for that. But fuck, why was I feeling so ignored up to that point? I like sex too, but we don't fucking need it five times a day when we are on a little vacation.