Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. WARNING! This text file contains sexually explicit material. If you do not wish to read this type of literature, or you are under age, PLEASE DELETE THIS FILE NOW!!!! Our Honeymoon (MMF, wife-sharing, exh) We were married in a wonderful ceremony on a Saturday afternoon. It had been a whirlwind romance, dating just a month before becoming engaged, but we both knew it was right. I loved the fact that she was so sexually adventurous and...well, quite frankly...a slut. I went around the world with her an hour into our first date. Not only that, but she could, and did, deep-throat my almost nine-inch cock. How can you let that get away from you? Even though I knew she was easy, I had a suspicion that she was much more than that, and I was anxious to find out just how much of a slut my new bride really was. And I was going to take this opportunity to find out. When I woke up Sunday morning, after a long night of wild and wonderful sex, I rolled over and looked at my new bride, Carole. She was naked, uncovered, on her side facing me. I brushed her long dark brown hair out of her face. Her big brown puppy-dog eyes were closed, but I could still picture them. I ran my fingers over her wonderfully large breasts. She had the most beautiful set of big heavy tits I had ever seen. Big, full, and natural, they sagged only slightly, sticking out from her chest proudly. Each breast was tipped by large round light-brown areola forming big circles around her protruding hard nipples. I walked my fingers down her side, up her hip, and then down her leg as far as I could reach. She stirred slightly and then turned over away from me. I moved up behind her and spooned her. I pushed my cock up between the tops of her thighs. Even when I am not erect, I am still around six inches long and fat. I slid my cock up right next to her pussy lips and reached around to grab a handful of tit. When I squeezed her breast, she moaned and rolled back over, onto her back. "Good morning, beautiful,' I said, my hand still on her chest. "Good morning, my love" she said, with a big smile. We kissed for several minutes before I pulled away. "Time to get up and go," I said climbing out of bed. "It will take a couple hours to get there and I want to stop for breakfast and maybe stop at the beach." "So where we going?" "It's a surprise." "Come on," she said playfully. "Nope," I said, "I'm taking a shower." When I came out of the bathroom, she went in. I packed our bags while she showered. I left out some clothes for her. I put her shorts and panties on the bed, along with a tiny string bikini top and a short half-shirt. When she came out, she put them on and looked at herself in the mirror. She looked amazing. Her shorts clung tight to her round tight ass. Her shirt hung low enough to just barely cover her tits, exposing her nice flat stomach. The little bikini top lifted her just enough to keep the bottom of her tits from falling out of the shirt, which were amazingly close to being exposed. "This is pretty short," she said, matter-of-fackly, pulling down on the shirt's front seam. "Yeah," I smiled, "isn't it great?" She laughed. "Not sure this is proper restaurant dress." "Sure it is." I kissed her. "Come on, let's get this stuff in the car and get out of here." I picked up our bags and she followed me out of the hotel and to the car. I put the bags in the trunk and got in the small convertible. I pushed the button and lowered the roof. Off we drove. We drove for about an hour along the beach highway until we found a breakfast place on the beach side. We stopped and had breakfast. During the entire meal, Carole had to pull the shirt down in the front because any movement she made would pull it up exposing the underside of her tits. I enjoyed the show. After we paid our bill, we got backing the car and drove off. About a half-hour later she started asking questions again. "So where are we going?" "I told you, it's a surprise." "Come on, tell me...please...." "Okay, I'll make a deal with you. You take off the bikini top and I will tell you." "What?" she said, smiling. "I'll fall out of this shirt. You perv." "Exactly. Is it a deal?" She thought for a second before she reached up and untied her bikini. She pulled it out from under her shirt and handed it to me. "Now, where are we going?" "Sit up and let me look," I said. She scooted her butt back in the seat and sat up straight. Her tits almost fell out. The shirt now only covered down to the nipples. The bottom half of each areolas were exposed as well as the bottom of her tits. "That is awesome," I said, reaching over and lifting her shirt slightly, completely exposing her left tit. "You like it?" "I love it," I said. "So does he, apparently." I looked up at the pickup truck next to us. She quickly turned and looked up at the guy's face. He was smiling and giving her a thumbs-up sign. To my surprise, and joy, she didn't immediately cover up. Instead, when I moved my hand leaving her tit completely exposed, she smiled back and waved. I picked up speed and left the truck behind. The wind inside the convertible blew the shirt around and back down. She leaned back in her seat. Every now and then I would reach over and run my fingers across the bottom of her tits. "Pay attention to the road," she would taunt, as she playfully pushed my hand away. "So?" she asked a couple minutes later. "Oh, sorry," I said, looking over at her tits. "I got distracted. We are going to a resort." "What kind of resort?" "What do you mean?" I asked, with a smile. "The kind with pools, hot-tubs, beaches, bars, restaurants...the good kind of resort." "Sounds nice," she said. "The kind of place that I can take you up to our room and stick my little thingy in you." "Well, first off, your thingy is not little, and secondly you can stick it in me whenever you want." "What about me poking it where ever I want?" I smiled, "That too." We turned off the beach highway and got up onto the main highway. With the speed increased, the wind in the convertible blew her shirt all over the place. She held it down to keep herself covered. "Stop it," I told her. "Leave it alone." I took her hand away from her shirt and put it on her lap. The shirt blew up slightly exposing more tit. "Better," I said. I found a semi to pull up next to and started pacing it. Carole knew but asked anyway. "What are you doing?" "Letting the guy get a look," I said, looking down at her shirt. "Lift it up." "What?" "Come it." She paused for a second, but then lifted her shirt up exposing her entire chest. She held the shirt up for a couple minutes before I told her to put it back. The trucker, blew his air horn in appreciation as we accelerated off. "That was awesome," I said. She smiled back at me and said, "You are silly." Half-hour, and half a dozen truckers, later we took the exit ramp and started driving down some back roads. Eventually we came up to a long high fence. We followed it up to the guard shack. I gave the man our name and he let us through, but not before eyeing up my wife and even winking at her. After going through the gate, we followed the signs to the front office. I parked the car and closed the convertible top. Standing next to where we parked was a nice looking couple. They were completely naked. Carole looked at them and then turned to me. Her eyes were wide. "Yup," I said, "a nudist resort." I smiled at her and got out of the car, before she could respond. Still standing in the open door area of the car, facing towards the car, and her, I dropped my shorts and pulled off my t-shirt. Now completely naked, I walked around to her side of the car and opened her door. My long thick cock and low hanging balls dangled in front of her. "Come on," I said, holding my hand out to her. She took it and stepped out of the car. "I'm sure they have rules here, so give me your shirt," I said. "But..." "Give me your shirt," I repeated. She lifted it up off her and handed it to me. I looked down at her shorts. "I guess you can keep those on for now," I said, "but eventually you will have to lose those too." I took her by the hand and led her up to the front of the office. We walked in. Naked people were everywhere, but still when she walked in all eyes were on her. I checked in, got directions to our room, and left the office. On the way out of the building, we stopped at a little shop. I found her a semi-transparent wrap and bought it. We drove over to our building and parked. I carried our bags up to the room and we went in. The room was nice, strange but nice. There were mirrors everywhere. A large mirrored wall on one side of the two large beds, there was one on the wall over the dressers at the end of each bed and large mirrors on the ceiling above each of the two beds. Next to the door was a couple of chairs and there was a table by the front window. The window looked out onto the walkway and then over the parking lot. Walking passed the bathroom door, you walked out onto the balcony that overlooked the pool. I stepped out and looked. The pool below was huge. Naked people were everywhere around it. "Come out here and look," I called back to my wife. She walked out and looked down. I admired her tits as they hung over the railing. "God you are so beautiful," I said. "Hmmm," she said, with a teasing frown. "A fun resort, huh?" "Well, yeah. Seeing you naked all day, every day, for a week. What would be more fun than that?" She looked down at my hanging cock. I saw the look in her eye, she knew exactly what I meant. I pulled her up to me and hugged her. We kissed. My hands went to the button on her shorts. I undid it, unzipped her and pushed her shorts and panties down. She reached down and helped, eventually dropping them to the floor and stepping out of them. I suddenly broke away. I picked up her clothes and pulled her into the room. Picking up the wrap she had just bought, I handed it to her. "Let's go look around." She looked disappointedly at me. I knew the last couple minutes had made her juices flowing, but I wanted to keep her on the edge for a while. She wrapped the cloth around her and tied a knot on one side to hold it up. We left the room. We wondered around the resort for almost two hours. The place was huge. I did find the perfect secluded hot tub for later that night, however. Over in a dark corner, it was surrounded by tall bushes. Perfect for what I had in mind. We went into one of the restaurants and ate an early dinner. What a great feeling it was to eat out in public with your wife sitting topless for everyone to see. I was really happy to see that she didn't seem to mind it at a matter of fact, she seemed to really enjoy being gawked at by all those men. After dinner, we went into the bar. It was dark, but we found a good table by the dance floor. I ordered us a drink, but before the waitress brought it back man approached Carole and asked her to dance. "Sure," I said, before she could respond. She looked at me a little funny, but got up and took the man's hand. He led her to the dance floor and I watched them dance. The song was upbeat and her tits bounced all over the place as she moved. The guy she was dancing with must have really liked it because his cock started to rise. By the end of the first song, he was fully hard. "He must be having a good time dancing with your wife," a man standing next to me said. He laughed. I had not even noticed him approach. "Mind if we join you?" "Ah, no," I said, pointing to the empty chairs at the table. He introduced himself as Al and the nerdy looking kid with him as his son Alex. I shook both their hands. Al was buck naked, putting a towel on the seat before he sat, but his son was wearing a pair of shorts. The kids must have been barely over eighteen, if that, and very awkward. We talked while we watched Carole. When the next song ended, she hugged her dance partner and started back towards the table. Before she got there, Al asked, "Do you mind if my son dances with your wife?" "No," I said with a smile to the boy, "not at all." "Great." Carole got back to the table and after introductions started to drink her wine. After quite a bit of prodding by Al, Alex finally asked. "Will you dance with me?" the kid stammered. Carole didn't respond immediately, so I did. "Sure she will." I pulled Carole up off the chair and over to me. I hugged her and whispered in her ear. "Don't kill the poor little guy," I laughed. When she turned to walk towards the dance floor, I pulled the knot in her wrap lose and pulled it off her. While we were hugging, the kid had dropped his shorts. Now that they were both naked, he took her hand and led her to the floor. She looked back at me and rolled her eyes. I looked over to say something to Al, but he was gone. I saw him up by the DJ. He said something to him and gave him some money before returning to the table. When Alex and Carole got to the center of the floor a slow ballad started. Alex pulled my wife in close and put his arms around her waist. Carole's arms went up around his neck. They danced close, her tits smashed up against his chest. The floor started to fill up with other couples and it was difficult to keep an eye on Carole and Alex. Soon the floor was full of people, dancing literally cheek to cheek. The next time I saw Carole, Alex had his hands on her ass and was squeezing her cheeks. "That's my boy," Al said, slapping my on the shoulder. They danced further back on the floor and I lost them again. Two songs later, Carole immerged from the group on the floor, pulling Alex behind her. When she got close to us, I could see that there was a wet shiny area on her stomach and up between her tits. She quickly walked by, telling me that she was going to the bathroom and would be right back. Alex sat down at the table, breathing heavily. "Have a good time?" his father asked him. "Oh, yeah," he said, "she is great." He looked at me. "Thanks." I nodded back at him. "How long are you staying?" Al asked me. "Until next weekend," I said. "Great, so we will see you around." Al put out his hand and I shook it. He and his son got up and left. Carole walked up after they were gone. She was being closely followed by two men. "Dance with us?" one said. "Uh..." Carole stalled. She looked at me for help. "Sure," I said to her surprise. "Go on honey, have fun." "Great," one guy said and they both took one of her hands and escorted her out onto the floor. The songs were still long slow ones and they disappeared into the dark crowded floor. The next time I saw her, she was sandwiched between the two men, who were smothering her body with theirs. The man behind her had his hands around her, holding onto her stomach and grinding his crotch into her ass, or so it appeared. The man in front of her had his hands between Carole and him. I couldn't tell for sure, but it sure looked like they were on her tits. Carole had one hand on the man in front's ass cheek and the other hand on the other man's thigh. Two songs later, she broke free of them and walked off the floor. Again, she walked right passed me and into the bathroom. I ordered her another glass of wine and when she got back, I handed it to her. "Have fun?" I asked with a smile. She took a big drink of wine, but didn't respond. I stood up, took her by the hand and led her out of the bar. We took our drinks and walked back to the hot tub I had spotted earlier. Thankfully, it was unoccupied. Without talking, we sat down and started to relax. "Carole?" My eyes shot open. There were two naked men, dicks swinging, standing by the hot tub. I looked over at my wife, as she started to shrink down into the water. "What a surprise," one of the men said. "I didn't know you came here." "Well," she said. "This is the first time." "That's right," the other man said,. "you just got married. Congratulations. And you must be the husband?" He put his hand out. I shook it. "Ah," Carole said, embarrassed still. "This is Dave and Rick. They work with me." `They worked with her,' I thought. I couldn't have planned this. This was going to be great. "Come on," Dave said. "We work really close. She didn't tell you about us?" "Well, no," I said. The men got in the tub with us. Dave moved up right next to Carole and Rick sat directly across. "Oh, okay," Dave said. "Well, we are here with our wives. They are at the bar. They'll be here eventually." They both laughed. After several minutes of conversation, I asked, "Which bar are they at?" "The main one by the office," Rick said. "Well, I need another drink anyway," I said, standing Both men stared at my long cock as I stood.. "What are their names? I'll bring them back with me." "Wait," Carole said, starting to get up. "I'll go with you." "No," I smiled. "Stay here and talk with your friends. I'll be right back." I turned and walked off. But I didn't leave. Instead, I snuck around to a dark area, peered in through the bushes and listened. "I see why you married him," Dave said. "Yeah, you always loved the big dicks," Rick laughed. "Come on, guys," Carole pleaded. "Don't do this. I just got married." "Yeah, right," Dave said. "Saturday right?" "Yeah," Carole said. "Did you tell him that I fucked you the day before?" Rick asked. I was shocked. "Yeah, if I remember correctly we both did you that Friday," Dave said. "Please," Carole said. I watched as both the guys moved up right next to my wife. I couldn't see clearly, so I moved over a little. Both men had their hands on my wife. "What?" Rick said. "You don't want us to tell him?" "No, please don't." "What will you give us to keep us quiet?" Dave asked, lifting her left tit out of the water and stroking it. "What? I don't know...don't could see you." "Don't worry," Rick said. "He won't be back for an hour. We have time." "So, you're still gonna let us fuck you at work, right?" Dave asked, then he kissed her nipple. "What? I'm married now," she said. They both laughed. "Come on," Rick said. "You can't say no to a hard dick and you know it. Tell you what. You let us fuck you and we won't say a word. If not, well...." "But, I can't...." she said. "Come here," Rick pulled her over onto his lap. She swung her leg over him and sat down on his crotch. "Oh, God, that's good," Rick moaned. "Your pussy is so wonderful." Dave moved to the other side of the tub, giving them room, while Carole started to bounce up and down on Rick. Her tits swung in his face as she rode him. "Come on, bitch, fuck me," Rick said. "I told you you can't say no to a hard cock." Carole was starting to get into it. She had her hands on his shoulders, her tits on either side of his head, and she was slamming herself down on top of him. "Oh, God," she started to moan. "Yeah, baby," Rick groaned. "Fuck me...fuck me..." Just then, Rick pushed up into her and held her still. I could tell from the look on their faces that he was cumming, and cumming hard. I could also tell that she wasn't. When Rick stopped quivering and panting, he pushed her off him. She stood briefly in the middle of the hot tub before Dave grabbed her hips and pulled her back onto him. I watched as my wife reached down and guided the man's stiff cock right up into her pussy. Still facing away from him, she started to slide up and down his shaft. Dave's hand came around, grabbed onto her tits and squeezed. He held onto them as she fucked him. And, I noticed, that what was happening...she was fucking him...not the other way around. He just sat there enjoying it. It didn't take him long either before he shot his load into my wife. Finished with her, he pushed her off and she sat down in the hot tub. "That was a good start," Rick said. "What?" "We still have time," Rick said, standing up and sitting on the side of the tub. "Come over here and blow me." Carole moved up between his knees and took his cock in her mouth. Dave moved over and sat next to Rick. He took Carole's hand and put it on his limp dick. Soon she was alternating between sucking and stroking the two hard cocks. "God, she sucks like a pro," Dave moaned. "What are you talking about? She is a pro," Rick agreed. "Make sure she swallows. Don't want any evidence floating around." He laughed. I moved from my location and walked off, leaving her with her mouth full. It took me longer than I thought it would to find the two women. They were not at the bar I was told. When I did see them, they were sitting at a semi-circular booth. I was pleased to see that they were both fairly good looking. I walked up and introduced myself. While I stood next to the table, both of the women stared at my floppy cock. "You married Carole?" one of the women asked. "The Carole that works with Rick?" "Yes," I said. "Why?" "Oh, no reason," she said. She looked, knowingly, at the other woman. "I can see what she likes about you," she smiled. "Sit with us a while," the other one said. "Well, I need to get back to my wife," I said. "Come on," the first said. She scooted out of the booth and pushed me in, making me sit between them. The server came up and we ordered drinks. As soon as the server was gone, each of my legs had a hand on it. When they touched me, I jumped slightly. "Oh, sorry," one of them laughed. "My hand cold?" I laughed. Two drinks later, one woman was cupping my large saggy balls and the other gently stroking my now hard cock. "This thing is huge," one woman said to her friend. "Oh my God, yes," the other said. "Come on, ladies," I said, removing their hands. "We need to leave." I gently pushed my way out and stood up. My dick was still at attention. I quickly wrapped my towel around my waist, to cover my cock. "Don't do that," one of them teased. "Come on," I said, taking their hands in mine and leading them off. It had been almost two hours before I got back to my wife. When we walked up, there was nothing going on. Carole, however, was no longer trying to hide her tits; instead, they floated on top of the water. Another man had joined them. "Well there you are," Dave said. "Yeah, here we are," I said sarcastically. "Time to go," I told Carole. She stood and stepped out of the tub. The wives I brought back got in the tub with the men and Carole and I left. Carole and I walked for a minute before we talked. "Having fun?" I asked. "Ah, yeah," she said. "I love you," she put her arm around me. "I love you, too," I said. "But you need to talk to me." "What do you mean?" I stopped, turned her and looked her in the face. "What is going on?" "What?" I looked around and saw a lonely bench under a tree. I pulled her over to it and we sat down. "Start at the beginning. What did Alex do to you?" She looked down in shame and almost started crying. "Tell me the truth," I said. "Tell me everything and don't lie to me." "Well," she said in little sobs. "He rubbed up against me and got hard. Then he came on me." "You didn't help?" I pressed. "Tell me the truth." "Okay...okay...okay," she sniffled. "I stroked him until he came." "So you gave him a hand job on the dance floor?" "Mmhmm," she said. "What about those two that danced with you later?" I continued. "Don't you dare lie to me." "One of them came between my boobs and the other came inside me," she sniffled. "Inside you?" "He put it in from behind," she said. "I couldn't do anything about it." "So you tried to stop him?" "...No...." She sobbed. "What else?" I persisted. "Nothing," she sobbed. "Don't fucking lie to me," I said aggressively. "I watched you fuck Rick and Dave." "What? You saw?" "Yes," I said, standing up. "I left while you were sucking their cocks. You swallow them both?" "But they told me...." "I saw it," I said. "You wanted it. You wanted to fuck. You are such a fucking slut, I can't believe it." I turned away from her. "I'm sorry," she sobbed. "I'm sorry. I know, but I can't help it." I turned. "You can't say no to a hard dick, can you?" "No," she wept. "I can't. I'm sorry. Please forgive me. I'm sorry. I love you...I love you." I stood there as she cried for a minute, then I sat back down next to her and put my arm around her shoulders. "Stop crying," I told her soothingly. "It's okay." "I'm sorry," she continued. "Please don't leave me. I'm sorry. I'll do whatever you want." "I'm not going to leave you," I said. I was happy she said it. She WAS going to do everything I want. "But this changes things a little." "What do you mean?" she sniffled. "Well, I can't have you fucking everything that walks by, can I?" I smiled. "No," she tried to smile back, wiping her eyes. "Probably not." "We will work this out," I told her. "Don't worry." I squeezed her shoulder. "Come on, let's go." We stood up and walked on. I took her to one of the smaller bars to get her a drink. We sat, without talking, for a couple minutes while we drank. It was then that I saw Al and Alex. I waved them over. "Hey," Al said, "didn't think you would be out this late. Don't have anything better to do?" I laughed. "Sit down and have a drink," I offered. Al moved in the booth next to me and his son sat next to Carole. Alex stared at Carole and smiled. "What's happening?" Al asked. "Nothing much. Just saw you and thought you might like to have a drink." "Yeah, thanks." "As a matter of fact, let's go up to the bar for a minute," I suggested. I looked over at Carole. "You want anything?" "Sure," she said. "Another?" She picked up her wine and showing I to me. "Sure," I said. "Be right back." Al and I got to the bar. "So what are you doing here, really?" I asked. "Trying to get my little stupid nerd son out to see some women and maybe motivate him to get out of his room," he said with some frustration. "The kid is eighteen and still a virgin!" I laughed. "Tell you what, you buy the next round and he can have Carole for the night." "What?" he looked at me in amazement. "Are you serious?" "Sure," I said. "She would be a great first fuck. She could teach him everything." "Well fuck me," he said. "Deal." We picked up the drinks and walked back to the table. We didn't sit, but instead Al said, "Come on, let's go back to the room." Carole looked up at me. I gave her the `let's go' look, so she got up. On the walk to Al's room, I told Carole. "I just gave you to Alex for the night." "What?" she said with a gasp. "You did what?" "I just told you. The kid is a virgin. He needs you to teach him everything. Let the kid do it all. Show him and teach him." "But, I wanted to go back with you..." "Well, you can't," I said, "not tonight, anyway. Do what I tell you to do. You hear me?" She looked down at the ground, trying to act disappointed. "Okay," she said, submissively. I saw her face though; it was wearing a little smile. Al opened the door and Carole followed Alex in. I grabbed Alex by the arm before he went in. "Have fun," I said, closing the door to the room. "Come on, I have two beds," I told Alex. "You can stay there." "It's okay," he said. "I got another room already," he smiled. I laughed. "Planned ahead, did you?" "Yup. I was hoping something like this would happen." "Glad to be of assistance," I shook his hand. "I'll be here at in the morning...say, six?" "Okay, see ya then," he walked off. I walked back to the hot tub we were at earlier, but it was unoccupied so I continued on back to the bar. A couple hours later, and with a good buzz going, I wondered back to my room and fell asleep. The alarm went off at five-thirty. I rolled out of bed and into the shower. After a cup of coffee, I walked back over to Al's room. He met me at the door. He opened the door quietly and we went in. The room was a mess. Both beds were wrecked. Carole was still asleep, on her back, on top of the covers. "God, she is beautiful," I said to myself. Her legs were spread open slightly and her pussy lips were red and swollen. Alex was asleep on his side. His head was on her shoulder and his hand was on her tits. "I'm jealous," Al whispered to me. "Looks like he had a great time." "I guarantee he did," I whispered back. We sat quietly for several minutes before Carole stirred. She opened her eyes and saw us. She jumped slightly. "Sorry," I said, "didn't mean to scare you." She rolled out of bed and went into the bathroom. Alex saw us, groaned, pulled the sheet up over him and rolled over. Half-hour later, Carole came out of the bathroom. She still looked worn out. "Come on," I said. "Breakfast?" "Sure," Al said, walking out with us. We walked over to the restaurant. After the food arrived I asked, "So tell me what happened." She looked at me and then at Al. "It's okay, tell us." "Yeah, don't skip anything," Al added, smiling." "A good girl shouldn't tell her secrets," she grinned. "Well, you aren't a good girl," I said, smiling. "So tell us." She sighed and said, "Well, he took me several times." "Yeah?" Al asked. "Did you blow him?" "Yeah." "Did he fuck your ass?" "Yeah." "How many times?" I asked. "Well, I don't really remember," she said, honestly. "The kid has amazing stamina." "Good girl," I said. "So you just let him go at it." "As many times as he wanted," she replied. "I can't tell you thank you enough," Al said. "I am so proud of you," I said. "You are a great little slut." The word shocked her, or at least me using it did, but Al just smiled and said, "True; an amazing little slut." "Bet he loved those big tits of yours, huh?" I asked. "Well, he sucked on them a lot," she said, cupping them in her hands and lifting them slightly. "He cum on them? Tit-fuck you? Or what?" I asked. "He did both," she said. "Great," Al said. "They look like they were built for that. I'm so happy that you helped my son like that," Al continued. "You gave him something that I think he will never forget. Thank you." Al bent over and kissed her on the cheek. "Glad she could service him," I said. "Glad my wife is such a slut." She looked over at me. I smiled at her. "Come on, baby," I said, holding out my hand. "Now, I'm gonna fuck you." Al stood up and shook my hand. "Thank you," he said. "You're welcome," I said. Then he turned to Carole, he pulled her up to him and hugged her. After obviously enjoying her tits against his stomach, he pushed her face back, leaned down, and kissed her. His hands wondered down to her ass. He cupped her cheeks and squeezed. "Thanks," he told her. I pulled her away from her. His hand didn't leave her body, but instead moved around her, slid over her tits and then fell off when she moved away. I took her back to our room. I closed the door and kissed my wife deeply. "Thank you," I told her. "Why?" "Why, what?" "Why did you send me there?" "Because you like it...and I like it." I kissed her again. "Just enjoy it, don't analyze it." I turned her around and bent her over. She grabbed onto the small table in front of the window. The blinds were still open. She reached up to close them, but I grabbed her hands and put them back on the table. I moved up behind her and pushed my long hard cock into her pussy. It went in easily, still loose and wet from the all-night of fucking. I grabbed her shoulders and pulled her up so that her tits swung violently as I pounded into her from behind. She looked up and out the window. A man walked by. He didn't stop, but the next one did. The man watched me fuck my wife, his cock grew he did. A couple walked by. The woman giggled when he saw the man's cock and what he was watching, then she pulled her husband away from the window and they continued on. Before I was ready to cum, two more men had joined the first. Carole continued to look out into the faces of the audience, as I shot my load deep inside her. Gasping, I pulled out of her and sat back on the bed. Carole didn't move, she just stayed there, looking at them. "You like being watched?" I asked. "Kind of," she admitted. "They sure like watching you," I said. They were all smiling at her and stroking their cocks. I got up and walked over to the door. Carole stood up straight, but didn't move. I opened the door and waved the three men in. Carole, who still had not cum, was fingering her clit. Her fingers moved in circles, trying desperately to make herself cum as the three men walked in. I picked up my towel and said, "I'll be back in an hour. Make yourselves at home." I closed the door behind me and walked off leaving my horny wife in the room with them. I came back almost two hours later. The window blinds were still open. I looked in. Carole was on the bed, legs up in the air, with one of the men pounding into her. I watched for a couple minutes, waiting until he had finished, and then I opened the door. "Alright, that's enough," I said, getting the men to leave. "Thanks, man," one said, as they left. I sat on the bed next to her. "You really can't say no, can you?" I said, smiling down at her sweaty, panting body. She smiled up at me. "Is that okay?" "It is fine," I said. "As long as I know about it. Never cheat on me, okay? If you cheat, I will be PISSED." "I won't cheat on you," she said. "I love you." "If you don't cheat on me, I will keep you busy," I said, pinching her nipple. "Deal?" "Yeah," she said. "Great, now turn over," I climbed up onto the bed and on top of her. My long thick cock slipped easily up her ass. She purred as I pushed. "Fuck my ass," she moaned as I started to pound into her. I came minutes later, emptying my huge load of hot sperm into her bowels. When I could move again, I got up and went into the bathroom. She joined me a minute later. The rest of our honeymoon was equally amazing. I pretty much kept her to myself. I would take her out and get her all spun up and then take her back to the room and fuck her hard. What a great time. THE END