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04/02/2016
Since our cruise experience, my wife and I have enjoyed experimenting with new and exciting ways to have fun. We continue to explore our sexuality in very sensuous ways. We decided that we would try a clothing optional adult only weekend at a well-known retreat for our upcoming anniversary. We booked the resort a couple months in advance to be sure we would have a room. Those few weeks leading up to our anniversary weekend provided some of the most intense, off the wall, on the floor, over the counter, wild fuck fests of our entire married life. My wife was so fucking horny looking forward to being completely naked and free in front of total strangers that I would walk in on her almost daily and find her fucking herself with her vibrators. I guess the thought of others looking at her fabulous body and lusting after her well shaped boobs and perfectly manicured pussy turned me on as well, it seemed as though I was walking around most of the time with half a stiffy. Having a horny wife comes in very handy. It wasn’t all that bad getting laid on a daily basis.
The much anticipated day finally arrived. Packing was easy, the lightest suitcase I’ve ever carried for a weekend getaway. As we pulled out of the driveway and started heading toward our destination my wife pulled her panties off from under her mini-skirt, reached into her handbag, and pulled out her favorite little vibrator and started playing with herself. “I can’t wait”, she said, “I’m so fucking hot I’ve got to do this before we get there”. “Have at it” I told her. Hell, I always enjoy the show. Forty five minutes later she finished her 4th orgasm just as we pulled into the driveway of the resort. “Thanks for driving”, she said, “I’ll take care of you later”.
We parked the car, grabbed our bags, and entered the resort lobby. The desk clerk was a very beautiful, well endowed, blonde hottie. The skimpy uniform she was wearing barely covered her 38DD’s and her ass checks were playing peek-a-boo with her skin tight short-shorts. My wife leaned into me and whispered, “Wow, she’s hot, nice welcome for you but, where’s my eye candy?” She didn’t have to wait long for her answer. From just behind us, a very sensuous, masculine voice asked “May I take your bags?” We turned around to see a very fit, perfectly muscled hunk of a bell hop standing there wearing nothing but a shiny black thong and a bow tie. I leaned toward my wife to say something to her but decided to let her have her moment. I could see her rock hard nipples pushing through her white blouse and I was sure by the noise she just made that she had another orgasm. This is going to be one wild weekend, and we’re just checking in.
After finding our room, she gave me a quick head job just to keep me at half-staff before donning our swimsuits and heading down to the pool. Not sure why we put our swimsuits on, my wife had her top off before the door to our room closed. Seeing those two lady humps, gently bouncing up and down as we walked to the pool sent a warm rush of wow all through my body. I wanted to take her back to the room and bang her long and hard, I think she knew it too because she gave me a wink and a smile that said not to worry, it will be good later. After putting our towels down to save a couple of lounge chairs, we made our way to the bar for a drink. As we stepped up to the bar I could see heads turning to see the “new people”, us, or rather, my wife and her beautiful tits. I glanced at my wife and the expression on her face indicated that she was most definitely enjoying the attention. You see, when she gets excited, not only do her nipples get hard, but her breasts tend to tighten and perk up as well, making them appear fuller and larger than they already are.
Not only is my wife very good looking, but she is also very friendly and outgoing, making friends wherever we go, this was no different. She immediately began a conversation with the couple next to us at the bar. I’m not sure how they got started but I did hear the two women talking about their boobs. It wasn’t long before they were feeling each other’s gorgeous boobs, right there at the bar, her new friend just didn’t believe my wife’s breasts were real. She was really working them over; my wife didn’t seem to mind either. She just sat there and let Brenda grab and squeeze her boobs all she wanted to. After a few minutes Brenda asked my wife if it would be alright if her husband felt her boobs. My wife looked at me, seemingly to ask for my approval, what the hell, I nodded my head to say alright with me.
My wife changed places with her new friend putting Brenda next to me. I finally got a full, unimpaired view of Brenda. She was a knock out, red hair, light skinned, and built. Not body builder built, but solid, trim, and fit. She turned towards me and said “hey, you might as well have a feel of these while my husband plays with those”. Who was I to argue with a red-headed woman with nice tits? I began a one-handed, cupped touch of her breast, after a few seconds of gently “feeling” her well shaped boob, and lightly pinching her nipple, Brenda suggested that I use both hands. I reached up with my free hand and began a good breast message. It was at this point that my wife turned around in her bar stool and watched my examination of Brenda’s breast and reached around from behind her, put her hands over mine and said “this is how you feel someone’s titties”.
Once we finished the breast exam, we ordered more drinks and the four of us headed out to take a dip in the natural hot mineral spring water pool. We soaked in the water for awhile, finished our drinks, and decided we should go get ourselves ready for dinner. We excused ourselves from our new friends, Brenda and her husband Scott. As we headed back to our room, we started talking about our afternoon experience. I asked if she had enjoyed the breast examination, she said it was an amazingly orgasmic experience the way Brenda was squeezing and teasing her swollen nipples. “As a matter of fact, I’m getting wet now just thinking about it, we need to do something about this situation”. The door to our room was barely closed before she shoved me down on the bed and started sucking on my cock. Ahh, another blow job. Her mouth felt incredible as she took my stiff cock deep into her warm mouth. She started slow at first, sliding my dick in and out of her mouth, licking her way up one side of my shaft and down the other, gently sucking on my balls. Her blow jobs have always been good but this one was one of her best, and she knew exactly what she was doing, bringing me close to squirting then stopping me from coming. She wanted this one to last. She kept me going for about 30 minutes before she decided it was time to end it. Just as I thought I couldn’t last any longer she got up, straddled my legs, and slowly slid her warm, moist pussy down over my engorged penis. I couldn’t take it any longer, a few more pumps and I exploded deep inside her. She continued to milk the shit out of me until she exploded in complete ecstasy. She rolled off me and whispered in my ear, “dinner time”.
This being our first time at a clothing optional resort, we weren’t sure how to dress for dinner. From what I’ve seen, being naked is acceptable, although we didn’t feel right about going to dinner nude. My wife decided to “dress up” and wear her black suede mini-skirt, with her nice, round ass checks hanging out the bottom, and a very shear, white lacey top that showed off her boobs splendidly and her black, come fuck me hooker heels. I decided to wear my black leather thong and a white tank top. “Okay, let’s go” I said. “Just a minute mister” she said, “You need to finish getting dressed”. With that she handed me a studded leather collar. As I was putting the collar on my neck she said “You can’t go to dinner without a tie”, as she hooked a black leather leash on the collar loop. “Now you’re dressed for dinner” as she tugged on the leash and down the hall we went.
We entered the dining room and found our new friends, who already had a bottle of wine waiting for us. Brenda was looking every bit as sensuous as my wife; she was wearing a leather breast harness that really showed off her luscious boobs. My wife looked at me and said “WOW, she looks great”. I nodded in agreement as Scott greeted my wife with a kiss on the cheek and a hug with a little ass grab thrown in just for good measure. We all sat down and enjoyed a wonderful dinner.
After finishing dinner, we all decided that we should go dancing. Scott let me know that this would be an experience of a life time. He also said the dancing was unlike anything I’d ever experienced before. I gave a puzzled look, he said I would have to just wait and see for myself. Once inside the dance club I realized what Scott meant. It wasn’t so much dancing as it was sex without penetration. The boobs, asses, and other body parts were moving in all directions. Not much was left to the imagination. We barely found a table before Brenda asked me onto the dance floor saying “In here, couples are not allowed to dance together, it makes their time together later better.” Before I could say anything my wife and Scott were on their way to the dance floor.
I couldn’t help but watch my wife as she danced with Scott, she loved to move and shake her “thang”. She was having a good time, her boobs were already bouncing out of her flimsy top which she had already untied. I could see Scott was enjoying the show as well. Hell, my dance partner wasn’t bad to look at either. And she could dance. Brenda’s tits were going everywhere as she moved to the music. The moves she had could be bottled as a Viagra alternative. I looked over to check on my wife and found her in the middle of group of guys dancing like I’d never seen. She had lost her top somewhere and her boobs were bouncing like crazy. I could tell she was enjoying the attention from her dance partners and she was putting on a real show. I picked up a couple more dance partners myself by now and was enjoying the show. I think the ladies who were dancing with me liked the collar and leash I was wearing, each one would take turns tugging on it and pulling me in close to their cleavage and rubbing their boobs in my face.
After several songs, and drinks, I decided it was time to spend a few dances with my wife, it took me a few minutes but I finally found her, still working it hard in the middle of a group. As I approached, I realized she wasn’t alone as the center of attention. She and Brenda were in the center of the dance circle showing off for the rest of the group. Both were totally nude and exploring each other as they danced. I couldn’t help but watch in total amazement. It was a fairly slow song, my wife had her back to Brenda, leaning back onto her. My wife had a hand wrapped around Brenda’s neck and her other hand squeezing and playing with her breast. Brenda had one hand on my wife’s luscious breast, working on her rock hard nipple. Brenda’s other hand was covering my wife’s dripping pussy. I could see that she had my wife’s clit between two of her fingers. The look on my wife’s face clearly showed that she was enjoying the “hands on” approach to dancing that Brenda was giving her.
I approached Brenda from the rear, whispered in her ear and asked, “May I”? Brenda allowed me to gently trade planes with her. As I slid into place behind my wife, my hard cock snuggling into the warm crack of her ass, she realized Brenda was no longer the one embracing her. She looked back and seeing it was me, kissed my neck and softly whispered, “Make me come.” As the music continued, and others still dancing around us, I began messaging her clit. I slipped a couple of fingers inside her moist, hot cunt while playing with her clit. She was already so worked up and ready, it didn’t take long before her body begun to shake. She let out a low moan, her nipples hardened and her legs buckled. I know she just had one of the best orgasms in her life, right here on the dance floor, in front of all those people.
After another dance, just to cool down, my wife suggested we head back to the room. We ordered a couple of drinks to go, found our friends to bid goodnight, and headed to our room. Once on the elevator, my wife pushed me against the wall, went done on her knees and started sucking on my cock. She had all of my 9” stiffy completely inside her mouth, sucking my penis as though she was going to suck my balls through the head of my dick. Fuck, she was horny as hell, still. The elevator reached our floor and she stood up, grabbed the leash that was still attached to the collar, which was the only thing I still had on, gave it little yank and said, “I’m gonna fuck you so fuckin’ hard, all night. I’m gonna wear you out”. And see did
The much anticipated day finally arrived. Packing was easy, the lightest suitcase I’ve ever carried for a weekend getaway. As we pulled out of the driveway and started heading toward our destination my wife pulled her panties off from under her mini-skirt, reached into her handbag, and pulled out her favorite little vibrator and started playing with herself. “I can’t wait”, she said, “I’m so fucking hot I’ve got to do this before we get there”. “Have at it” I told her. Hell, I always enjoy the show. Forty five minutes later she finished her 4th orgasm just as we pulled into the driveway of the resort. “Thanks for driving”, she said, “I’ll take care of you later”.
We parked the car, grabbed our bags, and entered the resort lobby. The desk clerk was a very beautiful, well endowed, blonde hottie. The skimpy uniform she was wearing barely covered her 38DD’s and her ass checks were playing peek-a-boo with her skin tight short-shorts. My wife leaned into me and whispered, “Wow, she’s hot, nice welcome for you but, where’s my eye candy?” She didn’t have to wait long for her answer. From just behind us, a very sensuous, masculine voice asked “May I take your bags?” We turned around to see a very fit, perfectly muscled hunk of a bell hop standing there wearing nothing but a shiny black thong and a bow tie. I leaned toward my wife to say something to her but decided to let her have her moment. I could see her rock hard nipples pushing through her white blouse and I was sure by the noise she just made that she had another orgasm. This is going to be one wild weekend, and we’re just checking in.
After finding our room, she gave me a quick head job just to keep me at half-staff before donning our swimsuits and heading down to the pool. Not sure why we put our swimsuits on, my wife had her top off before the door to our room closed. Seeing those two lady humps, gently bouncing up and down as we walked to the pool sent a warm rush of wow all through my body. I wanted to take her back to the room and bang her long and hard, I think she knew it too because she gave me a wink and a smile that said not to worry, it will be good later. After putting our towels down to save a couple of lounge chairs, we made our way to the bar for a drink. As we stepped up to the bar I could see heads turning to see the “new people”, us, or rather, my wife and her beautiful tits. I glanced at my wife and the expression on her face indicated that she was most definitely enjoying the attention. You see, when she gets excited, not only do her nipples get hard, but her breasts tend to tighten and perk up as well, making them appear fuller and larger than they already are.
Not only is my wife very good looking, but she is also very friendly and outgoing, making friends wherever we go, this was no different. She immediately began a conversation with the couple next to us at the bar. I’m not sure how they got started but I did hear the two women talking about their boobs. It wasn’t long before they were feeling each other’s gorgeous boobs, right there at the bar, her new friend just didn’t believe my wife’s breasts were real. She was really working them over; my wife didn’t seem to mind either. She just sat there and let Brenda grab and squeeze her boobs all she wanted to. After a few minutes Brenda asked my wife if it would be alright if her husband felt her boobs. My wife looked at me, seemingly to ask for my approval, what the hell, I nodded my head to say alright with me.
My wife changed places with her new friend putting Brenda next to me. I finally got a full, unimpaired view of Brenda. She was a knock out, red hair, light skinned, and built. Not body builder built, but solid, trim, and fit. She turned towards me and said “hey, you might as well have a feel of these while my husband plays with those”. Who was I to argue with a red-headed woman with nice tits? I began a one-handed, cupped touch of her breast, after a few seconds of gently “feeling” her well shaped boob, and lightly pinching her nipple, Brenda suggested that I use both hands. I reached up with my free hand and began a good breast message. It was at this point that my wife turned around in her bar stool and watched my examination of Brenda’s breast and reached around from behind her, put her hands over mine and said “this is how you feel someone’s titties”.
Once we finished the breast exam, we ordered more drinks and the four of us headed out to take a dip in the natural hot mineral spring water pool. We soaked in the water for awhile, finished our drinks, and decided we should go get ourselves ready for dinner. We excused ourselves from our new friends, Brenda and her husband Scott. As we headed back to our room, we started talking about our afternoon experience. I asked if she had enjoyed the breast examination, she said it was an amazingly orgasmic experience the way Brenda was squeezing and teasing her swollen nipples. “As a matter of fact, I’m getting wet now just thinking about it, we need to do something about this situation”. The door to our room was barely closed before she shoved me down on the bed and started sucking on my cock. Ahh, another blow job. Her mouth felt incredible as she took my stiff cock deep into her warm mouth. She started slow at first, sliding my dick in and out of her mouth, licking her way up one side of my shaft and down the other, gently sucking on my balls. Her blow jobs have always been good but this one was one of her best, and she knew exactly what she was doing, bringing me close to squirting then stopping me from coming. She wanted this one to last. She kept me going for about 30 minutes before she decided it was time to end it. Just as I thought I couldn’t last any longer she got up, straddled my legs, and slowly slid her warm, moist pussy down over my engorged penis. I couldn’t take it any longer, a few more pumps and I exploded deep inside her. She continued to milk the shit out of me until she exploded in complete ecstasy. She rolled off me and whispered in my ear, “dinner time”.
This being our first time at a clothing optional resort, we weren’t sure how to dress for dinner. From what I’ve seen, being naked is acceptable, although we didn’t feel right about going to dinner nude. My wife decided to “dress up” and wear her black suede mini-skirt, with her nice, round ass checks hanging out the bottom, and a very shear, white lacey top that showed off her boobs splendidly and her black, come fuck me hooker heels. I decided to wear my black leather thong and a white tank top. “Okay, let’s go” I said. “Just a minute mister” she said, “You need to finish getting dressed”. With that she handed me a studded leather collar. As I was putting the collar on my neck she said “You can’t go to dinner without a tie”, as she hooked a black leather leash on the collar loop. “Now you’re dressed for dinner” as she tugged on the leash and down the hall we went.
We entered the dining room and found our new friends, who already had a bottle of wine waiting for us. Brenda was looking every bit as sensuous as my wife; she was wearing a leather breast harness that really showed off her luscious boobs. My wife looked at me and said “WOW, she looks great”. I nodded in agreement as Scott greeted my wife with a kiss on the cheek and a hug with a little ass grab thrown in just for good measure. We all sat down and enjoyed a wonderful dinner.
After finishing dinner, we all decided that we should go dancing. Scott let me know that this would be an experience of a life time. He also said the dancing was unlike anything I’d ever experienced before. I gave a puzzled look, he said I would have to just wait and see for myself. Once inside the dance club I realized what Scott meant. It wasn’t so much dancing as it was sex without penetration. The boobs, asses, and other body parts were moving in all directions. Not much was left to the imagination. We barely found a table before Brenda asked me onto the dance floor saying “In here, couples are not allowed to dance together, it makes their time together later better.” Before I could say anything my wife and Scott were on their way to the dance floor.
I couldn’t help but watch my wife as she danced with Scott, she loved to move and shake her “thang”. She was having a good time, her boobs were already bouncing out of her flimsy top which she had already untied. I could see Scott was enjoying the show as well. Hell, my dance partner wasn’t bad to look at either. And she could dance. Brenda’s tits were going everywhere as she moved to the music. The moves she had could be bottled as a Viagra alternative. I looked over to check on my wife and found her in the middle of group of guys dancing like I’d never seen. She had lost her top somewhere and her boobs were bouncing like crazy. I could tell she was enjoying the attention from her dance partners and she was putting on a real show. I picked up a couple more dance partners myself by now and was enjoying the show. I think the ladies who were dancing with me liked the collar and leash I was wearing, each one would take turns tugging on it and pulling me in close to their cleavage and rubbing their boobs in my face.
After several songs, and drinks, I decided it was time to spend a few dances with my wife, it took me a few minutes but I finally found her, still working it hard in the middle of a group. As I approached, I realized she wasn’t alone as the center of attention. She and Brenda were in the center of the dance circle showing off for the rest of the group. Both were totally nude and exploring each other as they danced. I couldn’t help but watch in total amazement. It was a fairly slow song, my wife had her back to Brenda, leaning back onto her. My wife had a hand wrapped around Brenda’s neck and her other hand squeezing and playing with her breast. Brenda had one hand on my wife’s luscious breast, working on her rock hard nipple. Brenda’s other hand was covering my wife’s dripping pussy. I could see that she had my wife’s clit between two of her fingers. The look on my wife’s face clearly showed that she was enjoying the “hands on” approach to dancing that Brenda was giving her.
I approached Brenda from the rear, whispered in her ear and asked, “May I”? Brenda allowed me to gently trade planes with her. As I slid into place behind my wife, my hard cock snuggling into the warm crack of her ass, she realized Brenda was no longer the one embracing her. She looked back and seeing it was me, kissed my neck and softly whispered, “Make me come.” As the music continued, and others still dancing around us, I began messaging her clit. I slipped a couple of fingers inside her moist, hot cunt while playing with her clit. She was already so worked up and ready, it didn’t take long before her body begun to shake. She let out a low moan, her nipples hardened and her legs buckled. I know she just had one of the best orgasms in her life, right here on the dance floor, in front of all those people.
After another dance, just to cool down, my wife suggested we head back to the room. We ordered a couple of drinks to go, found our friends to bid goodnight, and headed to our room. Once on the elevator, my wife pushed me against the wall, went done on her knees and started sucking on my cock. She had all of my 9” stiffy completely inside her mouth, sucking my penis as though she was going to suck my balls through the head of my dick. Fuck, she was horny as hell, still. The elevator reached our floor and she stood up, grabbed the leash that was still attached to the collar, which was the only thing I still had on, gave it little yank and said, “I’m gonna fuck you so fuckin’ hard, all night. I’m gonna wear you out”. And see did
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