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 ï>¿Callum And Rebecca by Louisesy

   Newlyweds Callum and Rebecca start their Honeymoon.

   After checking in to their 5-star luxury hotel in the Dominican
Republic, newlyweds Rebecca and Callum went for a walk along the beach, to
find a quiet spot to begin their honeymoon.  Excited to be finally enjoying
a beautiful piece of the Caribbean, after a hectic year of organising a
wedding, the couple weren't looking for adventure during their honeymoon,
but adventure is what they found.

   They met in high school at the age of seventeen and waited until
Rebecca's eighteenth birthday before 'consummating' their relationship. 
Callum stood five-nine tall.  He was slim and athletic with short blond
hair and blue eyes.  Rebecca stood only five-three tall.  She was slender
and petite with soft pale skin, green eyes and long brown hair.

   The couple quickly became sexually adventurous once the 'deadlock' was
broken in their blossoming relationship.  They were learning as they went,
experimenting with porn and erotica together.  They played outdoors and
shared a variety of fantasies, but they thought they were just that,
fantasies.  Callum was typically the instigator.  Rebecca went along for
the ride, finding it easier to open up about her own sexual fantasies
because they were mostly on topic with his.

   When their schooling finished, Callum joined his father's landscaping
business while Rebecca went off to university to become a midwife.  Their
love for each other survived the long-distance relationship, cementing
their loyalty even deeper.

   At the age of twenty-five Callum got down on one knee and asked Rebecca
to marry him.  When she said yes, he then got down on the other knee and
asked her father to pay for the wedding.  The cheeky young landscaper was
already loved and welcomed into the family, as reciprocated by his family
for Rebecca.

   Two years later, at twenty-seven-years of age, the lovebirds were
married and their sex life was as vibrant as ever.  Becoming man and wife
only added fuel to their lusty fires.  It opened doors which went deeper
into their imaginations.  Having only slept with each other, Callum
gradually developed a fantasy to watch the love of his life spreading her
short, slender legs for other men.

   Rebecca found the confession as exciting as she did mental.  She was
naturally curious about other men, but she'd never cheat on Callum,
especially now he was her husband.  He was the one as far as she was
concerned, but even sweet, loyal wives have sexual fantasies outside the
realms of what society deems normal and acceptable.

   For the pint-sized brunette it was having sex with another man which
aroused her curiosity the most.  Mainly with a stranger.  Having Callum
watching her was a seed he planted early in their relationship, and
unintentionally spent years nurturing inside her.

   However, their fantasies couldn't have been further away from their
young, loved-up minds when they flew to the white sands and blue waters of
the Dominican Republic.  All they were thinking about was each other and
making it a honeymoon to remember by creating lots of special memories.

   But when the couple walked the length of the beach and found a quiet
spot to sunbathe, close to some rocks, Callum couldn't resist asking his
week-old bride to go topless.  Rebecca giggled.  The idea had already
crossed her mind.  It was a tame fantasy she'd planned to experience.

   Excited, Callum watched his sexy young wife become even sexier when she
removed her bikini top as if it were an everyday occurrence.  Rebecca felt
tingles all over her body when she removed the khaki halter neck top. 
She'd never gone topless in public before but being on her honeymoon gave
her a new sense of freedom.

   Lying on his side, facing his topless wife, Callum smiled.  Being small
and slim, her tummy was flat and her perky C cup breasts looked bigger
because of how petite she was.  The young husband stroked his wife's arm
with the tips of his fingers, telling her how beautiful and sexy she was,
and how much he loved her.

   Rebecca blushed, shying over the compliment whilst becoming aroused for
getting her tits out.  She looked around to check the coast was clear
before asking her husband to do the honours with the sun lotion.  Callum
was only too happy to oblige his wife, spending the next ten minutes giving
her a gentle breast massage on the beach.

   Rebecca then pulled on the front of her husband's shorts to free his
hard cock.  Teasing him with a seductive lick of her lips, the brunette
moved down the towel until her head was level with his groin.

   Callum rolled over on to his back, closing his eyes to enjoy the
familiar sensations of his wife's oral skills.  Sensations which always
felt just as good as the first time she sucked his cock.  Way back in high
school in the privacy of her bedroom.

   Callum was just about ready to cum when a local accent started
jibber-jabbering something in broken English.  Rebecca laughed and quickly
sat up, more concerned with putting her husbands leaking erection away than
her tits.

   A tall, skinny, Dominican man appeared from behind the rocks.  He was
holding up some canvas paintings, offering them to the newlyweds for an
overpriced fee.  Callum waved the man on, who quickly became more
interested in the tourists half naked, caucasian wife than selling the
paintings.  He grinned, feasting his dark hungry eyes on the excited
nipples protruding from the centre of Rebecca's small, dark areoles.

   "No, no," Callum kept waving his hands while Rebecca sat up on her
towel, giggling.  "No thank you.  No thank you." Eventually, the local
walked off without selling them a painting to search for more tourists to
hound.

   "That was close," Callum moaned, frustrated he didn't get to cum in his
wife's mouth and watch her swallow it.

   "I thought it was exciting," Rebecca blushed.

   "Yeah?" her husband grinned.  Maybe next time you won't stop when
somebody interrupts us, then."

   "Mmm, there's going to be a next time?" Rebecca teased, then Callum
grabbed her hand and dragged his wife into the sea.

   That evening Rebecca stole the show from the entertainment team in a
short, plunging, braless black dress and killer heels.  It fuelled the
couple's sexual appetite, having not continued the blowjob on the beach. 
They both noticed the attention the fresh bride received, and consequently
the night ended in passion.

   As soon as they entered their hotel room, Callum was undressing his wife
and softly kissing her lips.  along with her other erogenous zones. 
Rebecca returned the favour by undressing her husband and getting down on
her knees to resume the blowjob from hours earlier.

   Taking Callum to the edge of an orgasm, tasting and swallowing his
pre-cum, Rebecca eventually stood up and playfully pushed her husband
towards the bed.  Falling back with a grin of expectation on his face,
Callum watched his sexy wife crawl on all fours over his body.

   Rebecca dangled her tits in his face, offering her hard nipples to his
mouth.  Callum teased them inside before gently closing his lips around a
sensitive teat.  Tracing his fingers from her arse and up her back, he
moved back and forth, coating his wife's nipples in saliva.

   "I need your cock inside me now," Rebecca hissed like a she-devil.  "I'm
so fucking horny." Callum grinned.  He loved it when his wife talked dirty.

   Rebecca repositioned herself, moving slowly and deliberately until she
was holding and straddling her husbands solid length.  She then moaned and
smiled into his eyes, rubbing the head along her wet slit.  Callum gasped,
waiting for the moment his wife would engulf his six and a half inches with
her tight, shaven pussy.

   "Uhhhhhhhhhh!" The brunette sang, closing her eyes as she impaled her
petite body on his hard cock.

   "Mmmmmm!" came Callum's synchronised response.

   Slowly, Rebecca made love to her husband, grinding her hips in figure
eight shapes.  His hands softly cupped then squashed her tits into her
chest.  As the pace gradually increased, the couples groans of pleasure
began to fill the room.

   Needing that sexual release, Rebecca leaned back, resting her left hand
on Callum's leg to steady herself.  She then used her right hand to rub her
clit.  Her husband squeezed his wife's tits harder as she began to bounce
vigorously on his cock, rubbing her g-spot along his length.  A few minutes
later, Callum was filling his wife's pussy with cum as she cried out her
own ecstasy.

   The next morning the couple lazed around by the pool.  Rebecca
captivated plenty of male attention in her white bikini, especially when
the sexy two-piece outfit transpired a camel toe and her dark areoles and
nipples.  After lunch, Callum was itching to get his wife down by the rocks
again.  This time to fuck her if it was quiet like the day before.  Rebecca
giggled and squirmed excitedly at her husband's naughty suggestion.  Hand
in hand, the newlyweds set off for some sand, sea, sun and sex.

   With the end of the beach deserted once again, they laid out their
towels before taking a chilled dip in the sea.  As the gentle waves lapped
around their bodies, Callum helped himself to his wife's bikini by pulling
on the strings.  Once naked, he held Rebecca's outfit in his hand, so it
couldn't float away, whilst holding and kissing her passionately waist deep
in the sea.

   Behind the rocks hid a hotel guest.  The much older man was taking a
stroll back along the beach when he spotted the young husband removing his
young wife's bikini.  Compelled to find out if the couple were going to
take things further, he waited patiently, enjoying the erotic scene
accidentally presented to him, especially Rebecca's sun-soaked tits.

   The old man's patience was rewarded when the newlyweds moved into
shallower waters.  He thought the petite brunette was very sexy.  He
thought she looked even sexier when she bent over naked and started sucking
her husband's cock in the middle of the afternoon, where anybody like him
could see them.

   Taking out his own cock, the old man stroked his throbbing shaft as
Rebecca gave Callum head.  The couple eventually started giggling, unaware
they were being watched when they returned to their towels.  The old man
put his cock away and crouched down behind the rocks, keeping well-hidden
as Callum and Rebecca focussed on the other tourists at the opposite end of
the beach.

   With nobody heading their way, Callum had his wife lie down naked on the
towel so he could eat her pussy out.  Rebecca was giggling with arousal at
doing something so naughty on their honeymoon.  The thrill of getting
caught was driving her wild.  Callum loved his wife's reaction as he spread
her legs wide.  He then got down on his front and buried his head between
her legs.

   The old man heard soft, sexual, feminine moans before he dared to peek.
He simply had to.  His cock was throbbing, and his mind was racing, so he
quietly moved out from his hiding spot.  If the couple reacted negatively
then they only had themselves to blame, he told himself, but if they acted
favourably, then he thought it might just be the best holiday of his life.

   The horny couple didn't hear the old man make an appearance.  Rebecca
had her eyes closed with her back arched.  She was caressing her tits and
playing with her nipples while Callum feasted on her wet cunt.  His tongue
was busy inside his wife's hole, tasting her sopping juices.  He then
brought his tongue out and licked her pussy lips before flicking her clit.
In a matter of minutes, he had Rebecca moaning on the tip of an orgasm on
the beach.

   "Keep going," she gasped.  "I'm gonna cum."

   Standing in plain sight of the couple, the old man took out his cock and
started stroking it.  Watching and listening to the young sexy wife about
to have an orgasm was again too much for him not to.  He crept closer and
closer.  Closer towards her impending euphoria.

   "Yes!  Yes!  Uhhhh!  Fuck!  Uhhhhhh!  The old man stared intently as the
brunette closed her legs tightly together, trapping her husband's head.

   Callum continued licking his wife's pussy, still unaware a voyeur was
stroking his cock only a couple of metres away from them.  It wasn't until
Rebecca's climax subsided, and her moans turned into deep breaths of
recovery, did she scream and start laughing.

   "Sorry," the old man apologised in a French accent.  He had one hand
raised but he didn't stop stroking his cock with the other hand.

   Rebecca continued laughing while her cheeks burnt bright red with
embarrassment.  She couldn't take her eyes off the man and his short, fat,
old cock.  Callum also saw the funny side of their situation.  After all,
it was part of the reason they returned to that spot in the first place.

   "Do you want to watch him cum?" Callum asked his wife quietly.

   Rebecca responded with a wry smile, biting her lower lip.  "Let him do
it while you fuck me," she replied, feeling wicked and kinky.

   Ignoring the Frenchman, Callum pulled his shorts down and mounted his
wife.  Rebecca grunted at the full force when it entered her, then peered
over her husbands shoulder to watch the old man.  Grinning at each other
before her eyes became transfixed on his old cock, Rebecca reckoned he had
to be in his late sixties.

   The Frenchman stared back, smiling at the glint in her pretty green
eyes, and the sexy moans coming from her mouth, while her husband fucked
her.  He stroked his cock in time with Callum pumping in and out of
Rebecca's squelching cunt.  The young wife then clung to her husband and
climaxed again.

   "Did he cum?" Callum whispered in his wife's ear.

   "No," she sighed back, riding a crazy wave of exciting emotions.

   "Do you want him to fuck you?" Callum almost shot his load when he spoke
the words, thinking with the wrong head.

   "No!" his wife laughed, embarrassed again.

   "Will you wank him off?" Callum became breathless, desperate to see his
wife do something with the old guy.

   "No, Callum," she spoke quiet and urgent while her husband continued
stirring his hard cock inside her drenched pussy.

   "Let him wank over you then." Callum desperately needed something. 
Rebecca giggled and finally gave into to the idea of doing something.  She
agreed to let the old man wank over her tits, but he wasn't allowed to
touch her.

   Accepting it was better than nothing, Callum rolled backwards onto his
knees and spread his wife's legs.  "You can cum on her tits but no
touching," he told the Frenchman.

   In a flash, the old man was kneeling beside the sexy young wife,
stroking his cock aimed directly at firm C cups.  Bizarrely, the old man
politely introduced himself as Claude.  It made Rebecca giggle.  He was so
excited he only needed a few tugs before his thick cum started landing
across the young wife's sexy chest.  Claude grunted while his body shook,
raining six or seven squirts over her gorgeous tits.

   Surprising even herself, Rebecca rubbed the old man's cum into her
young, married bust, triggering her husband into shooting his cum deep
inside her pussy.  As the young couple recovered, the Frenchman flicked the
remain stringy bits hanging from his cock at Rebecca before leaving them to
come to terms with what they'd just done.

   Returning to their room with the inside of her bikini soaked in two
different men's DNA, one familiar and one foreign to her body, Rebecca took
a shower while Callum drank a beer on the balcony.  When his wife joined
him in just a towel, they quietly discussed what happened on the beach with
the Frenchman.

   Both confessed to enjoying it at the time, but Callum felt relieved his
wife hadn't fucked the man.  They may have been in agreement to it being
fun and exciting, but they'd only been married a week.  Rebecca also had
mixed emotions.  She had no regrets, only the likelihood the Frenchman
would see her around the resort over the coming days.  The embarrassment of
him looking at her, and no doubt smiling as he remembered cumming over her
tits, was what the young wife was more worried about.

   That evening the couple went to dinner and then enjoyed a leisurely
evening stroll around the resort.  Holding hands while they talked quietly,
Callum couldn't get rid of the excitement he felt from the beach.  As his
arousal grew stronger and stronger, he began to wish his wife had fucked
the Frenchman.  Rebecca giggled, agreeing it would have left a very naughty
memory of their honeymoon, but she remained firm about not wanting to go
any further than they did.

   The night ended with some rough, horny sex.  Callum fucked his wife over
every piece of furniture in the room.  Rebecca loved it, teasing her
husband with a filthy story coming out of her mouth.  As she took the
much-needed pounding and hair pulling, she told her husband what it felt
like having a stranger cum over her tits.  She then turned it into role
play, pretending it was a young, hot Dominican man from room service
fucking her, and not Callum.

   It ended well for them both.  Rebecca came twice before her husband shot
his sticky load all over her pretty face and firm tits, calling his wife a
cheating slut for letting a local fuck and cum over her.  Another quick
shower followed before the couple resumed the status quo, holding each
other in bed, drifting off to sleep while they whispered sweet nothings
back and forth.

   The third day of their seven-night honeymoon, and Callum was keen to get
his wife down by the rocks again, but Rebecca was having none of it.  They
laughed and joked but she insisted they stay in the populated area of the
beach.  Callum begrudgingly agreed, which lead m to more new highs and
excitement.

   The change in them both was intoxicating.  Callum's only hope was for it
be permanent when his wife sat down on a sun bed and removed her bikini
top. It was the first time doing it around so many people.  A few men
stopped to watch the sexy, young brunette bare her tits and cover them in
sun lotion, before getting on with their day when she settled down in the
sun.

   The excitement for the young husband continued when the cheeky-chappy
beach bar waiter came around asking people if they wanted any drinks. 
Callum called him over and asked for two blueberry gin and tonics.  Rebecca
sat up on her elbows, feeling liberated rather than playful, but her own
excitement soon followed when the handsome young black man continually
skirted his hungry gaze over her slender, topless body.

   The thrill came more from the fact her husband was beside her.  Thrilled
his wife wasn't shy to let the man get a good look at her.

   Ten minutes passed before the waiter returned with the couple's drinks.
Standing close to Rebecca, handing her a blueberry gin and tonic, she
caught the young black man staring at her hard, sensitive nipples.  A
tingle darted up her spine and the waiter grinned, enjoying the effect he
often had on the near naked tourists.  He then thanked Callum for the
generous tip, promising not to keep them waiting too long for their next
drink.

   After lunch, the newlyweds returned to their busy spot on the beach. 
Again, Rebecca casually removed her bikini top and rubbed sun lotion into
her firm breasts.  Each time she did it men watched and Callum became more
aroused.  Before she had the chance to lie down her husband grabbed her
hand and tried pulling her towards the sea.

   Rebecca laughed and said she needed to put her top back on, but Callum
teased her, eventually convincing his beautiful wife to brave being the
centre of attention.  Nervously, she agreed to satisfy her husbands
voyeurism and her own growing exhibitionist tendencies.

   The Frenchman who enjoyed the pleasure of cumming over the petite wife
nudged his friend Eric and pointed to the couple entering the water.  They
spoke in French while their own wives were taking a dip in the clear blue
Caribbean sea.  The two men discussed how sexy the young English woman was,
before Claude, the lucky one, described how she rubbed his cum into her
tits.  They agreed to keep an eye on the couple, especially if they
ventured down near the rocks.

   "How does it feel knowing all these guys on the beach want to fuck you?"
Callum teased his wife in the sea.

   "No different to being anywhere else where there's lots of men," Rebecca
rolled her eyes.  "Men will shag anything with a pulse."

   "You're too modest," Callum chuckled.  "All the other men back home
haven't seen you with your tits out."

   "Can we just be normal for a few hours," the brunette laughed.  "You've
become obsessed."

   "I'm sorry, baby.  I thought you were enjoying it to.  Am I going too
far?"

   Rebecca smiled.  "I am enjoying it but I'm only going topless for you,
not every other man on the beach."

   "Are you saying it doesn't excite you having all these strangers
checking you out?"

   "I'm not saying that.  But if I was on my own I wouldn't take my top
off. I'm only doing it for us.  I'm enjoying how horny it makes you."
Rebecca ended with a giggle before diving topless under the water.

   The couple swam out far enough so they could submerge their bodies
beneath the surface.  Rebecca soon had her legs wrapped around her husband,
treading water together and softly kissing whilst talking about their
future.  But it didn't take long for Callum to get the horn again.  Playing
with his wife's tits beneath the water had him needing to fuck her.

   Before Rebecca could agree to another wander down to the rocks, she laid
under the sun sipping on a few more blueberry gin and tonics, gradually
building up the courage.  Around 4pm people were beginning to leave the
beach, heading back to their hotel rooms to get ready for dinner and the
evening's entertainment.

   "Are you up for it?" A tipsy Callum winked at his tipsy wife.

   Rebecca looked around the beach, it was still busy despite people
leaving.  "But what if someone catches us again, like that French guy,
Claude?  I only want it to be us."

   "Why don't we take a stroll down to the end of the beach.  Stay there
for an hour before going back to get ready for tonight?  We don't have to
do anything if it doesn't feel right."

   "Come on then," Rebecca giggled.

   They packed away their belongings and ordered one last drink to take
with them.  The walk along the beach was a good fifteen minutes to reach
the rocks.  The trees created a lot of shade over the sand because the
shoreline came further in.  It was also one of the reasons why it was
always deserted.

   The couple finished their drinks by the time they arrived at the rocks.
Curious to see what was on the other side, Callum carefully walked around
them.  A small area of perfect sand presented itself, but after that it was
kind of a dead end unless you climbed a bank and went into the small,
wooded area leading back up to the hotel.  It was a sort of neglected area
with no intentional throughway.

   "Becky!  This is perfect!" Callum was excited.

   His wife carefully followed, and they laid their towels down on the
sand. Callum wasted no time in kissing his wife and removing her bikini. 
Rebecca was so turned on she helped remove her husband's shorts.  Naked on
the sands of the Dominican Republic, the couple quickly became lost in each
other.  A day in the sun, drinking blueberry gin and tonics, had once again
left them horny and uninhibited.

   Behind the couple the two Frenchman, Claude and Eric followed excitedly,
having told their wives to go back to their rooms.  They'd be along shortly
they told them.

   Climbing over the rocks in their sandals, for a bird's eye view, the two
old men were treated to the sight of a naked Rebecca sucking her husband's
cock.  They watched for a few moments, grinning and giggling like a couple
of naughty schoolboys before climbing back down to try and join the fun.

   Claude knew from his own experience with the couple they needed to be
patient and quiet.  He and his friend couldn't burst onto the scene and
startle them.  The old man held his friend back and put a finger to his
lips, signalling for calm.  Eric gave the thumbs up and they waited until
they heard the sweet, soft sounds of Rebecca moaning.

   Feeling it was time to risk getting caught, Claude slowly waved Eric to
follow him.  Together, the two old Frenchmen quietly crept round the rocks
to watch the young British couple.  Rebecca was straddling her husband,
lying over him as she bounced on his cock.

   With his wife's back to the men, it was Callum who saw them first this
time.  Claude waved and smiled as if they were friends, while Eric waved
excitedly.  Callum grabbed his wife and warned her the Frenchman was back,
but he had a companion.  Frustrated they couldn't get any peace and quiet,
Rebecca told her husband she didn't care.  Nothing was going to stop her
from having an orgasm on the beach.

   "You want them to watch?" Callum was shocked, but also excited.  He also
needed to be sure his wife was ok with this.

   "Yeah," she gasped.  "Bend me over facing them, but don't let them touch
me."

   "Can they cum over you?  Like Claude did yesterday?" Callum's control
was slipping away, overpowered by his lust.

   "No.  Tell them they can only watch."

   Claude and Eric were given their instructions as Rebecca got onto all
fours.  Facing the two old, excited men, she felt like a horny young slut.
Callum took his position behind his wife and slipped straight into her. 
They groaned and started fucking while their audience took out their
mature, hard cocks to masturbate.

   With Rebecca panting to be fucked harder, her firm tits swung violently
in front of two foreign strangers.  Callum was too excited to hold off his
ejaculation.  His heart was pounding from showing off his wife in her
wildest state.  He grabbed her hips and lost control, pumping her full of
cum before she could reach her own peak.

   "You're kidding me!" she moaned, feeling warm cum dripping out of her
pussy when her husband pulled out.

   "Sorry, Beck," Callum apologised.  "I couldn't control it."

   Rebecca needed to cum so badly she rolled onto her back and spread her
legs at the sea.  She then started rubbing her pussy in front of her
husband and the two voyeurs.

   "Beautiful lady," Eric said in a strong French accent.  "Sexy wife."

   "What do you want to do, baby?" Callum croaked, lying beside his wife on
the towel.

   "I need to cum," she breathed, rubbing her clit while her husband's
sperm trickled out of her pussy.

   "I'm fine with whatever you want to do right now," Callum croaked once
more, hinting at the two old men advancing on their position.

   "I need to cum," came Rebecca's needy complaint.  "I keep losing it."

   Claude and Eric were now on top of the couple.  Rebecca opened her eyes
when dark shadows blocked out the sunlight.

   "We help you, pretty lady," Eric smiled, then the two Frenchmen got down
on their knees either side of her.

   Callum moved out of Eric's way, searching his wife's eyes for either a
no or an ok.  He found neither.  She closed her eyes and grabbed her tits,
letting the two men run their old hands up the insides of her young thighs.
Callum gulped and felt his cock twitch when the men laid their hands on his
wife and grinned at each other.

   "Condoms?" Claude nodded at Callum.

   "No fucking," Rebecca sighed.

   The two Frenchmen respected the clear and concise decision, choosing not
to ask anymore questions.  In unison, they decided to test the young beauty
lying horny before them.  See how far they could go without asking.

   Sent tumbling into a state of paralysis, Callum stroked his
semi-erection and watched two strangers stroking his wife.  Claude ran his
hand over Rebecca's pussy and up to her tits.  She raised her hands above
her head and surrendered her body to the strangers.

   A bolt of electricity shot up her spine when they chuckled something in
French and accepted the invite.  Claude took care of the young wife's tits
while Eric rubbed her pussy.  Unfazed by her husband's cum leaking out, he
plunged two fingers deep inside the young wife and slowly fucked her with
his hand.

   Rebecca's back arched off the towel and her heels dug into the sand as
she gasped up at the clear blue sky.  Claude then lowered his head to her
chest and began sucking on her nipples.  With her eyes tightly closed,
Rebecca let her feelings judge if she should continue, rather than her
conscience.

   As the two old men knelt over another man's beautiful young wife,
stroking their cocks and pleasuring her body, Eric started pounding his
hand in between Rebecca's legs.  She cried out she was going to cum and
then Eric withdrew his hand.  As if pre-planned, he swapped places with
Claude.

   Rebecca was so frustrated she slammed her hands down on the sand. 
Claude then plunged two fingers into her soaking, sticky wet cunt and
fucked her as hard as he could, while Eric rubbed pre-cum around her right
nipple with the end of his cock.

   "Yes!  Ah!  Ah!  Ah!  Yes!  Don't stop!  Make me cum!"

   As he watched his wife bouncing her hips up and down on the beach floor,
Callum shot a second load without even being fully erect.  Claude's hand
was working frantically while he groaned and chuckled.  He was proudly
causing the young wife to finally have her orgasm.

   Then, Eric started groaning and firing cum across Rebecca's tits.  She
quickly moved her hands to start rubbing it in, and then Claude
repositioned himself between her splayed legs.  Callum was about to protest
and rip the old man away.  Even Rebecca's eyes bulged wildly at first, but
then Claude started grunting and emptying his balls all over her pussy and
shaven pubic mound.

   Relief consumed the newlyweds, quickly causing laughter.  Claude
chuckled and smeared his cum all over Rebecca's tummy, giving the young
couple another honeymoon memory, they wouldn't forget in a hurry.  The two
Frenchmen finally left, talking joyously in their native tongue.  Rebecca
wiped herself down with a towel and then the couple were also on their way,
heading back to the hotel after another crazy day on the beach.