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Vacation Doesn't Count
By Anonymous Author (address withheld)
***
A couple on vacation find lots of fun in the sun when
the wife decides that whatever they do while on
vacation, doesn't count. (M+/F, wife, voy, intr)
***
CHAPTER ONE
Last year, I was recruited by a large international
company based in London. The package that they offered
was too good to turn down, and one of the most pleasant
perquisites was a working tour of the resorts it owned
and managed. My wife, Sondra, was thrilled at the
prospect and we lined up her parents to watch the kids
for the five week trip.
Sondra and I have been married for fourteen years, and
have three kids, Jessica (12), Todd (9), and Mike (6).
We are both 34 and fight the battle against aging, with
Sondra winning in spectacular fashion.
At 5'4" Sondra carries a hard, firm body with beautiful
legs, a tight ass, slim waist and absolutely marvelous,
large, high, round breasts on a perfect 110 pound
frame. Always the perfect "lady," bordering on "prim
and proper," I was looking forward to seeing her in the
tiny bikinis and revealing one-piece bathing suits she
had purchased for our trip.
I had especially enjoyed closely examining the results
of her major "bikini-wax" treatment, leaving only a
short, narrow "Mohawk" of auburn hair around her pink
pussy lips.
The first leg of our tour took us to the Caribbean for
stops on several islands. Our first accommodation was
in a beautiful beach cottage, with all the luxuries one
could ask for. My duties were light, consisting of
being introduced to the management staff and attending
a few business meetings, and Sondra spent her free time
sunning and shopping.
**
On the third day, I returned to the cottage to find
Sondra putting on quite an erotic show for four college
guys, 18 or 19 years old, who were on Spring Break and
staying at the cottage next to ours. I had entered the
house from the front (which was the second story in the
back) and, as I walked out on to the deck, the sight
before me froze me in my tracks.
To my utter surprise and disbelief, my normally prudish
wife was lying on the chaise lounge, sunbathing in the
nude. Even more erotic, was the fact that from my high
vantage point, I could see four boys avidly staring
through the separating fence at my wife's lush charms.
What I didn't know, but soon found out, was if Sondra
was aware of her audience. I faded back out of obvious
sight to watch.
Soon, Sondra sat up in the chaise, facing the boys, and
began to smooth suntan lotion on her naked body. She
glistened in the sun from the oil, and I watched her
slowly rub the stuff all over her large breasts and
hard nipples, down over her flat stomach and on to and
between her thighs. Over the next hour, Sondra turned
several times, making sure her audience saw all of her,
and once more rubbed her chest with the lucky oil.
My cock had been rock hard for the hour, and now I
started to lightly caress it. I think it was only peer
pressure keeping the boys from doing the same.
Finally, Sondra stood and stretched, and then turned
her back to the boys and bent at the waist to pick up
her towel. She walked over to the outside shower and
began the most sensuous shower imaginable, lathering up
her magnificent body and caressing her nipples and
cunt.
As she dried herself, I zipped up in time to meet her
as she entered the cottage. She was surprised to see me
home and immediately looked guilty. I took her into my
arms and told her I had enjoyed her performance on the
patio. She blushed and looked down. The lump was
obvious in my pants.
"Michael, will you please fuck me? Right now?"
We fucked there, on the floor, with Sondra lost in her
intense orgasm and me blowing the biggest load of cum I
had ever shot into her hot, wet cunt.
Afterwards, both of us soaking in the hot tub, Sondra
apologized for exposing herself to the boys and told me
how ashamed she was. I asked her if she was really
ashamed, or just embarrassed because I had caught her.
She coyly admitted that the latter was true and went on
to admit that, other than actually making love with me,
she had never been more sexually excited in her life. I
told her the sight of her naked and fondling herself in
front of other men had made me as hot as I had ever
been, and I enjoyed watching her finally beginning to
let go of her strong inhibitions.
And then I said the crucial words that changed our
marriage, "Besides, dear, we're on vacation, and what
happens on vacation doesn't count when you get back to
the 'real world.'"
That night, after dinner, Sondra and I were cruising
the main shopping and nightclub strip and went into a
beer joint advertising a wet T-shirt contest, to draw
in all the college guys on break.
The place was packed and too loud to talk, and the
emcee was working the crowd, trying to get the girls up
on stage and into t-shirts. When he spotted Sondra, all
cleavage in her halter-top, he brought the spotlight on
her and began coercing her to join in the festivities
and "show the boys what a real woman looked like."
The crowd was behind him one hundred percent, and it
was obvious he wasn't going to take "no" for an answer.
Sondra looked across the table at me and I could see
the excitement sparkling in her beautiful green eyes
and I nodded.
Sondra and nine college coeds disappeared into the back
and reappeared wearing thin, white, cotton t-shirts.
Their nipples were easily visible through the thin
material. They paraded across the tiny stage and Sondra
looked spectacular in the t-shirt, short denim skirt
and high heels, holding her own against the younger
girls.
Finally, to the roaring approval of the crowd, the
wetting began and the women might as well have been
naked from the waist up. There were good bodies, and
then there were great bodies, and the contest was
obviously between Sondra and two other girls. I watched
the mother of my children strutting up and down the
bar, jiggling her breasts at the crowd, showing them
off in the now-transparent shirt.
To my surprise, one and then more of the girls stripped
off their wet shirts and bounced their naked tits in
the faces of their appreciative audience. Not to be
outdone, Sondra ripped the wet cotton off her chest and
proudly displayed her wonderful breasts to the young
crowd.
Unfortunately, Sondra lost out to a co-ed with even
bigger tits and a better tan. As the winner was being
crowned, the guys helped the women down from the bar
and there were a lot of free feels going on. The band
started up again, and I watched in amazement as my wife
joined a few of the other girls and danced topless
among the throng of horny guys! Being the "old lady" of
the crowd certainly didn't affect her popularity as I
watched the men jostle each other to get next to her.
She disappeared into the gyrating crowd and after about
an hour, reappeared at my table. She was still naked
from the waist up, out of breath, and the finger marks
on her breasts were obvious. She was smiling a huge
grin.
"Michael, you have to get me out of here, NOW! Because
I want to fuck and pretty soon, it won't matter to me
with whom!"
I took off my outer shirt and she casually put her arms
in it, but didn't button it. We then headed out the
door and back to our cottage. We had gone only a few
feet down the street when Sondra stopped and looked
into my eyes.
"I'll never make it back home. Follow me!"
We stepped into a dark alley between two buildings.
Sondra bent over to lean on a trashcan and hiked her
tight skirt up over her hips. Her white panties looked
like they were glowing in the dark.
I opened my zipper and pulled out my hard cock. I was
more than ready to fuck this hot piece before me.
"Now, Michael! Fuck me! Either rip my panties off or
fuck me right through them! I need a cock inside me,
now!"
Turned on by the spontaneity and raw sexuality of the
moment, I roughly clawed my fingers into the soft
material and ripped them open for my attack. I buried
my prick up to my balls into Sondra's hot cunt on the
first stroke. The act was no more than rutting -- two
hot creatures throwing themselves at and into each
other because they couldn't take another breath until
their mating was done.
When I came, it was an explosion. I could feel my cum
squirt out of my cock in long, powerful spurts. My
knees weakened, my breathing was ragged, my fingers and
toes were cramping into tight curls.
Sondra stood up and looked at me. She ripped off the
remaining strands of her panties and wiped my cock
clean. She smiled as she reached her hand under her
skirt and brought her wet fingers to her mouth. She
tasted our juices.
"That wasn't bad, stranger. Are you in town long?"
CHAPTER TWO
The next morning, after I returned from my meeting,
Sondra told me to go up into the loft because she was
going to test me to see if I meant what I said about
vacations the day before.
She then called the boys in the next door cottage and
asked if one of them could bring over the ferry
schedule, as she had lost ours. When the doorbell rang,
she slipped on her short, white satin robe, through
which her hard nipples were clearly visible.
To Sondra's obvious surprise, three boys stood at the
door when she opened it. She invited the three clean-
cut, handsome boys in and thanked them for the
schedule. One of the boys remarked about it being a
great idea to have a hot tub in the living room, and
that their cottage didn't have one at all.
Sondra smiled and invited the boys to use the Jacuzzi
with her. The boys thanked her and said that they would
be right back in their trunks, but Sondra opened the
sash of her robe and let it fall to the floor, saying
that the hot tub was made to be enjoyed naked.
The boys quickly fumbled out of their clothes, keeping
their eyes locked on Sondra's naked body as she slipped
into the swirling water.
When all four were in the water, Sondra asked if any of
them would like their back rubbed. In brash reply, the
most brazen of the three boys reached over and filled
his hands with my wife's round tits. Sondra immediately
filled her hand with the nearest hard cock, and the guy
with his hands all over her tits stood up, with his
erection only inches from Sondra's lips. My normally
inhibited wife sucked the young guy's cock into her
mouth, until her nose nestled in his wet pubic hair.
As she sucked, she jerked on one of the kids' cocks,
and the third had his mouth attached to one of her
tits. The kid in her mouth started humping her face and
Sondra ignored the other two as she coaxed his hot
spunk out of his cock with her mouth and hands,
swallowing every drop.
One after the other, I watched my wife suck off all
three of the boys, until she had drained each of them
of their cum, without spilling a drop, and then she
stood and announced that it was her turn.
All four of them splashed out of the tub and laid on
the cushions. One of the boys buried his face between
Sondra's invitingly spread legs and she moaned with
pleasure as his tongue began its exploration of her
clit and cunt. Each of the other two kids began
fondling and sucking her breasts and nipples, loudly
slurping my wife's wet flesh into their hungry mouths.
All too soon, Sondra began her long-awaited orgasm in
almost violent fashion. Her body humped and writhed but
the boys held on to her with their mouths and Sondra
went crashing from one orgasm to another. Finally, when
she could catch her breath and speak, she thanked the
boys for the fun and warned them to leave, "before my
husband comes home!"
As soon as the front door closed, I was downstairs and
standing over my wife with my raging erection in my
hand. Sondra begged me to fuck her, to fill her aching
pussy with my cock, and I was only too happy to comply.
I rammed into her with all my strength and we fucked
with animal ferocity until our bodies, slick with
sweat, shuddered and clasped together in orgasm. We
fucked again before falling asleep for the afternoon.
**
The next day we caught a short island-hopping flight to
our next port-of-call. It was the opposite of our
little cottage. This time, we were staying at a very
posh, high-rise resort.
After checking out the view from our room, which
overlooked the huge pool, Sondra unpacked, stripped and
donned only her bikini bottoms and went out onto the
balcony. She stretched, letting the sun warm her skin,
and I'm sure more than a few people at the pool had an
opportunity to observe that she has a magnificent set
of tits. I stepped out on to the balcony with her, just
as the man from the next suite did. He introduced
himself to us and offered us a beer. His name was Brian
and when he returned he couldn't take his eyes off
Sondra's chest as we talked.
After a few minutes, Brian's wife, Janet, joined us on
the balcony. She was wearing a conservative one-piece
bathing suit and her mouth literally fell open when she
saw Sondra. She regained her composure and emphatically
informed us that, as far as she knew, it wasn't a
topless resort.
Each couple sat at their own table on the balcony,
separated only by a low, thin railing, and continued
talking. As Brian and Janet watched, Sondra began to
apply her suntan lotion. She squeezed it onto her hands
and rubbed it on her arms, legs, stomach, and finally
on her breasts. She was watching the expressions on the
faces of our new neighbors, as she applied it to her
bare tits and ran her oily fingers over her nipples
until they were hard and sticking straight out.
Janet pulled Brian out of his chair and said they had
to get ready for lunch. We waved good-bye and Brian
smiled and said he hoped he'd see us again, soon; but
we didn't see him or Janet again. We think they either
left or had their room changed.
Coming in from the balcony, Sondra asked me if the
scene had excited me. I answered her by pulling her
down onto the bed and making love.
Both at the pool and on the beach, no one was topless,
so over the next few days, Sondra learned how to wear
her suits to her best advantage. She would tie it very
loosely so in the surf or when she dove into the pool
it would occasionally, "accidentally" fall off. When
she was sunning herself, she would take it off
completely as she laid on her stomach, but would often
prop herself up on her elbows. Sondra went to the pool
area alone while I enjoyed watching from the balcony.
She became quite popular and every time she arrived on
the scene, she drew a crowd of lookers.
Finally, on the morning of our last full day on that
island, as she lay topless on a towel not far from the
balcony, a man sat down next to her, hoping for a
better view. Sondra started trying to put some oil on
her back when the guy asked if he could help her.
Sondra raised herself up on her elbows, letting the
sides of her breast become exposed, and then handed him
her oil.
He started on her back and legs and then proceeded to
her shoulders and sides. I could see his hands brushing
the sides of my wife's hanging tits, and she didn't
flinch. Instead, Sondra raised up even more and leaned
on her left side, placing her right hand behind her. In
that pose, she was giving him (and me) a perfect, up-
close view of her naked breasts.
Sondra smiled up at the stranger, "I think you missed a
spot or two."
She stayed in that position as he blatantly stared and
continued to oil her shoulder. She looked down at her
chest and asked him to put some oil in his hand. He
did, and Sondra cupped his hand on her breast, smearing
the oil into her skin.
He then took her nipple between his finger and thumb
and squeezed it. I could hear Sondra gasp, and then she
smiled at him and rolled over onto her back, exposing
both breasts. In a second, the guy was feeling her
slippery tits with both hands. I could tell Sondra was
getting really excited, but other people began arriving
in the area and Sondra turned back onto her stomach.
I decided to join them. Sondra introduced me to Bill.
He was about 45, still well-built, graying and ruggedly
handsome, a corporate bigwig and on vacation with his
wife, who was on a shopping excursion for the day. All
three of us sat around talking the morning away as
Sondra repeatedly, teasingly exposed herself.
CHAPTER THREE
Around noon, I invited Bill to join us in our suite for
lunch. Sondra was all for the idea, and off we went.
Once in the suite, Sondra said she wanted to shower off
some of the suntan lotion while I made drinks and
ordered room service. After the food arrived, Sondra
rejoined us, combing her wet hair and wearing only a
short towel wrapped around her waist.
Both Bill and I commented on how lovely she looked and
on the nice, even tan she was getting. Bill didn't act
embarrassed or surprised at seeing Sondra topless, so
who was I to make a fuss over it?
During lunch, neither Bill nor I could take our eyes of
my wife's luscious tits. Once, when I stood to make us
more drinks, I could not resist bending down in front
of Sondra and sucking one of her delicious nipples into
my mouth, right in front of our new friend! Bill
laughed and said that must be dessert.
Sondra just smiled a big grin and said, "Maybe."
We were out of ice, so I told the two of them that I
would be right back. I left the door slightly ajar, so
I could sneak a look before re-entering.
When I returned with the ice, I peeked in to see Bill
bent over Sondra and sucking on a nipple, exactly as I
had done a few minutes before. Sondra was feeling his
cock beneath his swim trunks with her right hand as her
left hand cupped her breast for his hungry mouth.
Bill reach down and dropped his trunks, exposing his
large erection. He held it in front of him, eye-level
with Sondra. Sondra grabbed it with her left hand and
stroked it, and then lightly touched it with her
tongue. She wet her lips and then slid the head of his
cock into her mouth. She kept stroking the length of it
with her hand, guiding as much of it as she could into
her slurping mouth, while at the same time, playing
with his balls with her other hand. Bill put his hands
on each side of her head and pulled her back and forth
on his prick, fucking her mouth.
Sondra started to speed up and I could tell Bill was
getting ready to shoot his load. Sondra grabbed his
cock in both of her hands and squeezed as he erupted
into her mouth. She continued sucking as his flood of
cum dripped down her chin and on to her tits. He let
her continue until his cock was limp, and then he
pulled his trunks up and kissed her on the mouth.
I then made some noise as I re-entered the room,
telling them I had to go up three floors to find the
ice. Bill stepped over to the bar to make a drink, and
as he did, I bent down to kiss Sondra and lifted Bill's
cum from her tit on my finger. Sondra smiled and sucked
my sticky finger into her mouth.
**
The afternoon progressed and the drinking continued and
the flirting became more obvious. I dug out the camera
and said I wanted to get a picture of Sondra and Bill.
Sondra immediately sat on Bill's lap, letting her towel
fall to the floor as she did. After a couple of poses,
things started to really loosen up and I continued
taking pictures as Bill's hands covered Sondra's
breasts, and Sondra cupped her tits up to Bill's mouth,
until, finally, Sondra said she wanted everyone naked
for some "porno" shots.
As Sondra was sucking my cock for one picture, I
couldn't hold back any longer, and Bill snapped off a
couple as I filled my wife's mouth with my hot cum.
Right after that, Bill mounted Sondra doggie-style and
I snapped away as he plowed away in my wife's pussy.
The three of us took pictures in every imaginable
position until we were out of film and the suite was
strewn with the polaroids.
Bill called his wife, telling her he found an all-night
poker game, and by the time we had finished room
service dinner, we were exhausted and fell asleep. I
woke up at 1:00 a.m. to the sounds of moaning and
groaning, and found Bill and Sondra fucking their
brains out next to me in the bed. I waited until they
were through and then took my turn for sloppy seconds
in my wife's cunt.
Sondra and I were still in bed the next morning while
Bill showered and dressed to leave. When he was ready,
Sondra called him over to the bed for a good-bye kiss,
and then had him stand at the side of the bed as she
leaned over me and gave him a good-bye blow-job, too!
As I showered, I thought about the amazing events of
the last few days. Sondra had been a virgin when we had
married, and though one spouse can never know all there
is to know about the other, I would swear that Sondra
had never been unfaithful to me. Now, after just a few
days away, I had shared her with the college boys, a
whole bar full of kids and, finally, another man.
I did feel little pangs of jealousy - at the other men,
but even more at Sondra's totally wanton and
uninhibited behavior - but, even stronger were my
feelings of excitement and arousal. I had never felt
more alive and sexually stimulated than the last few
days, and I was anxious to see what else could happen
over the next two weeks.
I emerged from the shower with an iron-hard erection. I
walked into the bedroom and, as if on cue, Sondra bent
over the luggage as she packed them and wiggled her ass
at me in a most lascivious manner. Another pair of
panties was ripped and torn open in my assault.
We stepped off the plane in Jamaica and the company rep
was waiting with our car. Because of work and social
obligations with the large company staff in Jamaica,
Sondra and I had little time to misbehave. Finally, we
were finished, and at our host's suggestion, we asked
the chauffeur, Samuel, to come up to our room to
arrange an island tour the next day (our last on the
island).
Samuel was a good-looking man, very black, with a trace
of gray at his temples, and that wonderful island
accent. Sondra and I had been drinking since lunch, and
I offered Samuel one, which he accepted. After talking
about the different island sights and routes we could
take, Samuel asked to use the bathroom.
Sondra smiled at me and said, "Did you see the huge
lump in Samuel's pants?"
I smiled back, "And I guess you plan to investigate
further?"
Just then, Samuel returned and sat down. We talked a
little more, and then I said I was tired and would see
Samuel in the morning. Sondra and Samuel talked small
talk for a while, as I laid in bed and listened through
the open door.
Finally, I heard Sondra ask, "Do many women come to the
island for more than a vacation?"
"Like what, Missus?"
"You know, like for excitement. Maybe something they
couldn't get or do at home."
"Well, I'll be very frank, Missus. An awful lot of
white women come down here to get laid by the natives."
Sondra laughed. "Why, Samuel? Is the myth about size
true?"
"I can't talk for all, Missus, but for me, it is no
myth."
By this time, I was out of the bed, peering into the
room from behind the door.
"Can I see for myself, Samuel?" Sondra asked.
Samuel stood and dropped his slacks. He wasn't wearing
anything under them and a large, black dick hung
between his legs.
"You want to touch it, Missus?"
Sondra nodded and reached out with both hands. Both
Sondra and I watched as Samuel's cock grew and hardened
in her hands. Sondra leaned forward and sucked the head
into her mouth.
"Oh, you good, Missus. Maybe you want to feel it inside
your pussy?"
Sondra looked up at Samuel, "I think it's too big! I
don't think I can."
"You can Missus. Let me try. I won't hurt you. You'll
like it, you'll see."
Sondra stood and stripped off her clothes and laid back
on the sofa, placing one foot over the back, and the
other far out on the floor. Both Samuel and I had a
perfect view of her pink, wet pussy.
Then Samuel positioned himself at her cunt and began
pushing his erection into my wife.
"My god! You're so big! I can feel your thickness
already, Samuel."
I watched as she took him inside her pussy a little at
a time.
When it was all the way in, Samuel looked down at her,
"You got it all, now, Lady. I told you."
"Oh, it feels so good! Now fuck me with that thing!
Fuck me hard, Samuel!" Sondra rolled her head side to
side as Samuel began to really fuck her, shoving it in
all the way and pulling it almost all the way out.
She was moaning and groaning in pleasure, and I
wondered if she was actually going to pass out. She
wrapped her legs and arms around him as they fucked
themselves into a frenzy. I could hear his balls slap
against my wife on every stroke, and the contrast of
her white skin against his black made me shoot a load
of cum against the door, without touching myself.
Samuel let out a groan and began to come. He shoved his
cock in as deeply as it would go. Sondra closed her
eyes and told him to fill her cunt with his hot cum.
Samuel came for a long time, and when he did pull his
cock out of my wife's pussy, I could see his cum
leaking out of it, dripping onto the sofa.
"That was wonderful, Samuel."
"Yes, Missus, for me, too. I will be here tomorrow
morning for your tour. I thank you very much for this,
Missus."
Sondra stayed on the sofa as Samuel dressed and let
himself out. I ripped open the door and stood over her.
"Hi, Darling. I'm all pooped out, but if you want some,
help yourself."
It was all the invitation I needed. I knelt between
Sondra's legs, seeing Samuel's gooey cum covering her
red pussy lips, dripping down the crack of her ass and
spotting the sofa. I buried my cock up to my balls in
one sudden, swift thrust. Sondra grunted from my force,
but she laid still as I pounded into her, adding my cum
to the sticky mess already between her spread legs.
When I was done, we kissed and helped each other into
bed, not hearing another thing until the alarm went off
the next morning.
CHAPTER FOUR
The next morning, Sondra wore a white strapless
sundress with nothing on under it. Samuel acted as
though nothing had happened as he helped us into the
car and began the tour. As we took in the sights, I
noticed Sondra and Samuel playing eye games in the
mirror. I could see Sondra's hard nipples through her
dress, and I was sure she was ready for a repeat
performance of last night.
After lunch, I pretended to fall asleep in the back
seat of the car. At one stop, Sondra got back into the
car in the front seat with Samuel, and I could tell her
hands immediately went to work on his tool. Soon, her
head disappeared below the seat and I could hear her
moaning and slurping. Then, the car stopped and the
doors opened and closed.
Chancing a look, I saw Samuel spreading a blanket in a
small grassy area.
He then laid down on his back and his already hard cock
stood straight up. Sondra lifted her dress and
straddled Samuel's hips and slowly lowered her cunt
down on to his prick, moaning and grunting the whole
time. Samuel pulled her dress down off her tits and
began pulling on her nipples as she humped his cock.
She was soon screaming in one orgasm after another and
collapsed on Samuel.
Sondra soon regained her composure and continued
fucking Samuel until he came, pumping his cum until I
could see it running our of Sondra's cunt and down his
dick.
After a few minutes, they reassembled themselves,
Sondra got back into the back seat and we returned to
the hotel. I tipped Samuel lavishly when he dropped us
off at the airport the next morning.
After a flight that seemed to last forever, we finally
touched down for the last leg of our tour in Hawaii.
Both the company and my wife had saved the best for
last.
Our suite was the penthouse and it was filled with
exotic fruit and flowers when we arrived. It was still
before noon and both Sondra and I were jetlagged and
felt fidgety, but not tired, after our long flight.
Sondra stripped, showered, and dressed in her tiniest
bikini. She said she was going to go down to the
beautiful beach and see if she could meet anyone
"interesting." I knew exactly what she meant, but since
I didn't seem to be invited, I went in to take my own
shower.
Afterwards, I stepped out onto the balcony to enjoy the
view, and to see if Sondra was in sight. She was, and
when I got my binoculars, I could see that she was
talking to a very big, very well-built Polynesian guy,
years younger than her. I quickly put on my trunks and
grabbed a towel.
When I arrived down on the beach, I casually walked by
and then sat in a partially concealed spot in the grass
and palms, close to where Sondra and her young stud
were sitting chatting. His name was Mano and he was a
native to the island and worked for the hotel. Up
close, he was even more impressive than from the
balcony. Obviously a serious weightlifter, he looked to
be around 20 years old and his huge body was wide and
dark and looked as if it was chiseled from stone.
I became increasingly excited as I watched Sondra
continually change position, each time, letting her
bikini work its way up her crotch and the crack of her
ass, until it looked like she was wearing a "thong" -
front and back. Her pussy was almost fully exposed,
except for a thin strip of bright yellow material
caught between her cunt lips. She had also loosened the
top of her suit and her large tits were almost spilling
out into full view as she began to apply her trusty
suntan oil to her legs and stomach. She was an
incredible sexual animal to watch.
Mano made no secret of the fact that he was enjoying
Sondra's "performance," commenting on her tan, her
legs, her breasts. She soon laid down on her stomach
and asked her new young friend to apply some lotion to
her back and legs. A lump formed in my trunks as I
watched his strong hands massaging my wife's back and
legs.
He was massaging Sondra's calves when she mentioned
that he had missed the area near her bikini bottoms.
Mano began to massage the exposed portions of Sondra's
ass, until his fingers were only inches away from her
pussy. Just then, Sondra began to hump her hips and it
was obvious that she wanted Mano to go farther. He
wasn't shy. He worked one, then two and, finally, three
of his thick, blunt fingers under the elastic and into
Sondra's juicy cunt. He continued his finger fucking
until Sondra convulsed in a powerful orgasm.
As soon as she regained her senses, Sondra sat up and
hugged Mano and asked him up to our suite. I grabbed my
towel and beat a fast retreat to the hotel and up to
the room before them. I was pleased to see that the
bedroom had a huge, deep closet and I jammed the door
partially open to provide me with a view of the
anticipated action.
When they entered, there were no preliminaries. Mano
ordered Sondra to strip her bikini off and then to
kneel on the thick carpet. Sondra happily complied, and
when she was in position, Mano dropped his trunks to
reveal a cock worthy of the rest of his perfect body.
He knelt behind Sondra and placed his cock at her pussy
lips, and then told her to fuck herself on his rod.
Sondra moaned as she felt his erection press against
her, and moaned louder as she pressed her ass and hips
back against him, letting his prick easily enter her
wet cunt. She soon had him buried to his balls in her
cunt, and then Mano began to pump in and out of her. My
wife then reached under herself and grasped Mano's
swinging balls in her hand, while he reached down and
pinched her nipples on her swinging globes.
Sondra moaned over and over, again, "Fuck me! Fuck me
harder!"
She then began to tremble uncontrollably as she started
into her climax. Mano continued to pound into her until
she collapsed to the floor, pulling away from his
still-hard cock with a loud "slluuurrppp!"
Mano rolled my wife over and buried his face between
her legs as she screamed her way into another orgasm.
Finally, she tried to push him away as she breathlessly
begged, "No more!
Please, Mano, no more for awhile! I can't take it,
anymore!"
Mano stood up and lifted Sondra from the floor as if
she weighed no more than a feather. He arranged her on
the bed so that her head hung off the edge, upside
down, and then he walked his cock into her mouth and
roughly grabbed both of her tits in his hands. Sondra
soon found the rhythm, and Mano began fucking her
mouth. Sondra's hands reached up to jerk his cock as
she sucked on him and, eventually, Mano began to cum.
Sondra gagged and coughed on his first spurt of cum,
but swallowed the rest like the pro she had become in
the last few weeks.
Mano was just getting started and I watched him ravage
my wife's eagerly available body. He didn't stay soft
for long, especially with Sondra sucking on his wet
dick. He then rolled Sondra over on to her back and
buried his cock in her pussy. I watched Sondra's legs
wrap themselves around his waist as he fucked her into
the bed. He then reached under Sondra's ass and began
to bury several fingers up her anus, thrusting hard
with each stroke of his hips.
Sondra was soon approaching what looked like an
incredible orgasm. With a scream, she shuddered in the
throes of her climax. Mano continued to pound away in
her pussy until she calmed down. Then he pulled out,
rolled her onto her stomach and placed his cock head
against her puckered asshole.
"No, Mano! Not there! I've never done it there!"
Mano grabbed her waist and pulled her ass closer.
Sondra began to struggle, but he ignored her. His prick
began to disappear up my wife's ass and she was begging
him to stop, to take it out. But, soon, her whimpers
turned to moans as Mano's fingers disappeared into her
cunt. Now, both of them were on the climb to orgasm,
with Mano finally coming in my wife's virgin asshole.
They rolled apart and Mano told Sondra to clean his
cock. Sondra got a washcloth and gently wiped him
clean. Then he stood and began dressing.
Sondra propped herself on one elbow and smiled up at
him, "Where are you going? You don't have to leave,
yet."
"I gotta get to work, Lady, but I'll be back tomorrow,
okay?
I had come twice in the closet, but my dick was hard,
again, by the time Mano closed the front door. I was
out of the closet and on Sondra in a flash.
"Oh, Michael! Come fuck me. He was the best, yet. The
very best!"
CHAPTER FIVE
During the rest of our vacation, Sondra couldn't get
enough of Mano and his beautiful cock. While I worked,
the two of them fucked the days away in our bed. One
day, I returned from meetings and Sondra informed me
that Mano had the night off and was going to take her
out dancing with some of his friends. She said she
wanted the night to be perfect and had purchased a very
expensive, sheer white silk, strapless cocktail dress
with matching high heels.
Before Mano arrived, Sondra modeled her outfit for me.
The silk clung to her body and was thin enough that it
was obvious that she was wearing nothing under it.
Then, with a smile, Sondra peeled the hem up until she
was exposing her cunt. She had shaved her cunt bare,
and it was the most erotic thing I had ever seen.
"Do you think Mano will like it?" she asked.
I truthfully told her that she had never looked more
beautiful, more stunning, and that I was jealous she
wasn't going out with me.
Just then, the doorbell rang and I opened the door for
Mano. He looked a little surprised to see me, as we
hadn't met all week and he had assumed Sondra was
"sneaking" on me. He looked at Sondra with a
questioning look.
"Oh, that's just Michael, my husband. Don't worry about
him."
I watched them walk down the corridor together to the
elevators. Mano had his arm around Sondra's waist and
his hand rested on her great ass as they stepped into
the elevator. As the elevator doors closed, I just
caught a glimpse of Mano's hand moving up under the hem
of her dress.
Sondra did not come home that night or the next
morning. I had several meetings to attend, so I left
the suite assuming she'd be home later that morning.
When she wasn't, I was worried and ready to report her
missing and track down Mano through the hotel. When the
phone rang I was sure it was the police. Instead, it
was a message at the front desk. It was from Sondra.
"All's well. Don't worry about me. Be home soon."
Soon wasn't that night, either.
Finally, in the evening of the second day, Sondra let
herself into the suite. She kissed me on the forehead
and said she'd tell me all about it after she had some
sleep.
She was dressed in a hawaiian shirt and a pair of man's
shorts and as I watched her undress, I felt anger,
jealousy, relief, and thinking about her doing only one
thing with Mano for the last two days, turned on. When
she dropped the shorts, I saw her bare pussy and my
cock sprung to attention. I climbed on the bed beside
her, ready to fuck.
Sondra opened her eyes and said, "Sorry, Dear. I've
fucked and been fucked so much I'm too sore."
"Everywhere?"
She smiled a little smile, "Yes, everywhere." And fell
asleep.
**
The next morning, after a shower and breakfast, Sondra
took me to bed and began to slowly jerk me off in her
soft hands as she told me what happened.
"It was fantastic!
"Mano figured out right away that I didn't have any
underwear on and his hand found out about my razor job
before the elevator doors closed."
"Yes, I saw."
"Well, what you didn't see was that the elevator didn't
stop anywhere before we got to the lobby, so Mano and I
were locked in a hot embrace, kissing and with his hand
up my pussy when the doors opened and there were people
there, waiting for the elevator!"
My cock jerked in her hand.
"We recovered right away, but if they were quick, some
of those people knew I didn't have any hair on my
pussy!
"Anyway, Mano had a surprise for me, too. When he said
we were going dancing with friends, I assumed couples.
Didn't you?"
I nodded, but my erection throbbed in anticipation of
what I knew she was going to say, next.
"Well, his friends turned out to be two more Polynesian
studs, even better looking and bigger than Mano!
"First, the four of us went dancing at a club and the
three of them took turns dancing with me. I was loving
all the attention, and soon, they were getting pretty
bold, grabbing at my tits and feeling my ass on the
dance floor. At the table, all three of them were
taking turns putting their hands up my dress, fingering
my cunt. I was hot!
"They said Mano had warned them that I was one hot
piece of ass, so I didn't want to disappoint them. I
was having a ball and I knew people were watching us
dance and carrying on at our table. I think every
person in the place knew I was going to fuck all three
of these hunks."
As she said that, my cock shot a hot stream of cum into
the air. Sondra gently licked my cock clean and
swallowed my cum.
"Michael, do you want to hear the rest of this now or
later?"
"Now, Sondra. Tell me everything that happened."
"Okay. We left the club and drove back to Mano's
apartment. On the way there, I got in the back seat
with one of his friends and sucked him off. About two
seconds after Mano opened the door, the three of us
were naked and in the bed, fucking our brains out. One
time, Mano was fucking me and his friend started to
fuck my asshole..."
My prick twitched to life, again.
"...and it was really good. Then his other friend put
his cock in my mouth, but there was just too much going
on and I couldn't concentrate.
"We would fuck and rest and fuck, again. About 2 a.m.,
just as the guys are getting tuckered and fuckered out,
Mano's roommate, this really huge guy, shows up with
four other guys to play poker. They see what's going on
and join in the party.
"Michael, your prim little wife was an incredible,
insatiable slut. I didn't get tired, didn't fall
asleep. I just kept fucking and sucking these eight
guys! That's where I've been for two days and nights --
on my back and knees, fucking and sucking a bunch of
strangers! Whenever they wanted it, however they wanted
it, I gave it to them.
"And guess what? Mano's roommate was even bigger than
Samuel! Can you believe it? His cock was so big, it
didn't look real. But it was, and you would have been
proud of me, because I even took him in the ass!"
Sondra leaned over and gently sucked my hard cock into
her wet mouth.
Then she looked up at me.
"But, vacation's over, Michael. We leave for home
tomorrow and I promise I'll be your perfect little wife
again. I just want to thank you for the way you let me
go and let me enjoy this vacation. I can't believe the
things I've done, but I don't regret any of them. In
fact, I loved doing them! But now, it's over and it's
time for me to behave. And I will. I love you,
Michael."
And, as my cum spurted into the mouth that had tasted
so many strangers' cum over the last few weeks, I moved
my fingers over her hairless cunt and whispered, "I
love you, too, Sondra."
END
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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime,
so take good care of it!
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