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Posted in 1995 by Rick503504 @aol,
in 98 by DTCa19yrf @ hotmail, and later by DT
author unknown??
Wife's Vacation Fun (MF, Cons, wife watching)
Vacation Sex in Jamaica (with a good guy!)
My wife and I vacationed at a resort in Negril, Jamaica in March
of
this year and left there with some interesting memories. I will share some
of
them in this report. I am 37 years old, and am 6'1" and muscular,
though
getting a bit soft in the middle at 235 pounds. My wife is 33 years
old
and is a very attractive blonde, who has a very sexy and athletic
build. She
has beautiful expressive eyes, and a killer mischievous smile. Our
vacation to a resort which offered a nude beach on one side as well
as a regular (sometimes topless) beach on the other side made for a
truly
different experience. The sexual electricity of the resort was really
exciting.
This energy was created by a variety of things. Certainly the nude
beach is a large factor, but also a very large nude-only hot tub, and
sexy
theme parties add to the ambience. Often late at night things got
very
interesting in the nude hot tub as couples and moresomes lost their
inhibitions. All in all, the entire resort is a 22 acre aphrodesiac
(sp?)!
Over the 12 years of our marriage we had on many occasions
discussed and fantasized about what it might be like for my wife to
have
sex with another man. The idea excited both of us, however the
reality
never seemed to present itself until our Jamaica trip. She had
finally
admitted years ago that she might like to have a large, well-hung man
once to see what it would be like. Up until this point my rather
normal
size was all she had ever experienced. Then we met Larry.
My wife and I are tennis players and that was one of the few
things
that pulled us off the nude beach, out of our lounge chairs, and into
our
clothing. She took a lesson every morning with one of the resort
pros,
and we tried to hit together once each day. The first evening that we
hit
for a while the pro (always working hard to keep everyone playing
and enjoying themselves) introduced us to Larry and asked us to play
doubles with the two of them. The pro would take my wife, the weaker
player, and play against Larry and I. Larry, it turned out, had
played
division one college tennis at the University of Virginia, and was a
very skillful, though rusty player. Larry and I won a very close
match
that ended with Larry hitting a beautiful overhead on match point.
My wife, having lobbed the ball, rushed the net expecting a weaker
return and was hit in the shoulder by the ball. It nearly knocked
her down, and gave her a tender bruise that lasted the rest of the
week. Larry felt terrible and simply could not apologize enough
(even though there was no need or reason, he'd hit the proper shot
at the proper time!). Larry invited us to dinner and drinks "on him"
(the slight joke here is that the resort is all-inclusive and
everything
is included!). We began getting to know Larry that evening.
About Larry... He was a 6' 4" athlete with the build of a
swimmer,
very fit and very strong. He has darkish blond hair was cut quite
short.
On top of this he was extremely pleasant to talk to and fun to be
around. We
found that he was from a state which borders the state where we live.
He came across as well educated, well-spoken, and intelligent.
Although
he was travelling alone we saw him with a variety of different women
over the
next few days, but each time he saw us he made time to stop and talk.
Once
when running into my wife without me he told the girl with him that he
didn't
feel up to snorkeling, and then stayed to help teach my wife how to
windsurf. My wife was flattered and joked with me about him dumping
his girl to be with her.
The third night, at my prompting, my wife admitted to me that
she found Larry quite attractive, and that she liked his firm build.
She
said that his muscular chest and stomach were a particular turn on for
her.
His stomach had that muscular `washboard' appearance that rippled with
muscles when he moved. She even admitted that she had wondered about
the ample bulge that was always noticeable to her when he wore swim
trunks or tennis shorts (we never saw him on the nude beach, as he
frequented to regular beach). I asked if she wanted to have sex with
him, and she was non-committal, but said that it was pleasant to think
about. I told her that she had my blessing (if sought!) so long as
condoms were used, but she said that she was just too shy to pursue
anything like that, it was better left as a fantasy. I thought that
would
be the end of it, but I was wrong!
The fourth night of our stay (Tuesday night) the resort held
a theme party where everyone was invited to dress in their favorite
pajamas and dance in the disco. The staff judged the outfits
and gave prizes for such distinctions as; Sexiest, Most Original,
Most
Virginal, Most Revealing, and others. Some of the people there got
really
outrageous!
Some people were nearly naked, several women wore see-through
things, or simply went topless. It was quite a sight. I wore what
most
of the guys there wore, a pair of silk boxer shorts, while my wife
wore a
lacy black bra and panties set with a short silk robe worn over them.
When we
got there the robe was buttoned up part of the way, but within a short
while she had unbuttoned it all the way. She looked stunning, but
compared
to many other women her outfit was conservative! I am the world's
worst dancer, but I tried a few times because she enjoys it. As we
were
getting ready to leave (close to 1 AM) we ran into Larry. He asked if
we
were having a good time and my wife said that she would be if I wasn't
so reluctant to dance. He said he'd love to dance, and then they
were disappearing into the group on the dance floor. The laser
lights,
strobe lights, fake smoke, and other gadgets made the room seem like a
circus ride. I could get dizzy just watching. Larry and my wife
danced for a solid half hour because the music never seemed to stop,
but simply to blend from one song to the next with no obvious stopping
points. They were both gleaming with sweat when they finally came off
the
floor.
Larry's stomach muscles were ever more evident that ever with the thin
layer of sweat that covered him (he wore just boxer shorts also). The
top
of my wife's breasts where heaving slightly above the top of her bra
as
she breathed heavily from the exercise. She thanked him for dancing,
and we
said goodnight.
The resort tennis tournament (singles) was held the fifth day of
our
stay and as my luck would have it I met up with Larry in the
semi-finals. I am very competitive, and a solid player, and that
combined
with Larry's rusty strokes allowed me to play him very close. We
split
the first two sets and the match turned into a marathon. Once it came
down to fitness in the third set in the 95 degree heat, I was
finished!
Larry won that match and went on to win the finals later in the
evening.
I couldn't have played another match even if I had won. He still
looked
fresh despite the heat and the tough tennis, while I began to fell
faint
and needed to lay down. My wife went back to our room with me and
we napped. There was no chance of the afternoon sex we had become
accustomed to during the vacation. I was quite simply out of it!
While I slept she went out to the beach and returned to wake
me in the early evening. She said she had gone up to the tennis
courts
to watch the finals and told me Larry had won, and that he wanted us
to
meet him for dinner. She said he wanted to team up with me for the
doubles tournament the next day and would talk to me about it at
dinner.
By the time dinner rolled around I began to suffer some world
class
cramps in my calves and thighs. I nearly had heat prostration it
seemed,
so I elected to skip dinner and stay in the air-conditioned room to
force
fluids and rest. Nancy, already dressed in a mid-thigh, low-cut
sundress
was in a quandary about what to do. I sent her on to dinner to keep
our date
with Larry and requested that she bring some bananas back for me when
she
came back, and to tell Larry that if I lived through the night I would
play doubles with him the next day. Off she went. I remember
thinking very
briefly how great she looked in that dress with her deepening tan as
she
left the room.
After about 45 minutes I decided to shower and go join them for
dinner, it was about 9:00 PM by that time. When I arrived at the huge
dining
area I didn't see them at first but finally located them across the
room. As I
approached closer I started to wave or say hello, but I was struck by
something else. I stopped about 15 feet away, unnoticed by them, and
saw that
as they sat fairly close together laughing and talking in an animated
fashion.
My wife's nipples were as hard as I have ever seen them! They pushed
hard
through the red fabric of her dress! I found myself more turned on by
this
than I ever imagined I would be. I quickly moved further away before
being
seen and took a table that was somewhat hidden, but that left me a
fairly
close look at their table. As I sat there drinking the water brought
by a
waiter I nearly choked it down my windpipe as Larry casually reached
across
the table and, with a single index finger, traced a circle around her
left
nipple and then dragged the finger across the very apex of that hard
nipple.
He smiled and continued to talk as he did this and my wife pulled back
very
slightly, but smiled back as she watched his finger on her nipple. My
wife's
nipples are extremely sensitive, they can be the center of her sexual
activity
at times. I always joked that once someone got their hands, or
especially
their mouth, on her breasts she would be totally unable to say "stop".
That
night I was right!
For the next 15 minutes or so the conversation continued
with more serious looking smiles, and much less laughter. Once
they got up and I rushed to follow discreetly, but found them only
headed
for the dessert table. I moved around as long as they were up,
keeping out of
their sight. I sat down when they did. My wife began to dip her
finger
into what looked like vanilla ice cream (or possible a pudding of some
sort)
and then licking it from the tip of her finger. I don't know what
Larry
thought, but I knew that this was being done for a reason! She never
does
that, so I knew she was just doing it because it looked so damned
sexy! Larry
must have asked if it was good because she dipped her finger in it and
held her
finger toward him to allow him to take it into his mouth. He slowly
closed his
mouth over her finger and held it there for a few seconds. As son as
he had
sucked her finger clean she quickly pulled it out of his mouth and put
it
directly back between her lips. Larry was showing amazing restraint,
I was
ready to have her there and then!
Once most of the ice cream (or whatever) was gone they rose to
leave,
and as they did Larry immediately walked her out into the evening with
his
hand settled into the small of her back. At this point I had little
doubt that
she would make a fantasy come true very soon!
I followed pretty far behind at first, then closed the gap as
they
moved into the poorly lit areas along the beach. As they walked down
by the
water his hand began to roam a bit more, moving across her ass and up
and down
her thigh, and she responded by pressing in closer to him. His height
made
her seem very small beneath his arm. I think that turned her on all
the
more, as she has always complained that she felt too tall (she is
about 5'7").
At one point they stopped walking and Larry turned her toward him and
kissed
her deeply. As with so much of what happened on the beach it was too
dark
to see if his tongue worked into her mouth, but as I know my wife very
well I was certain that if he didn't begin with his tongue, she would!
With the second kiss they seemed to move together more urgently and
even in
the poor light I could see his hands working her sensitive breasts.
Stopping, they moved away from the water almost directly toward where
I stood against a tree, but luckily they veered off before reaching
me.
They stopped at a wooden picnic table halfway between the beach and
the beachfront rooms. He lifted her up to sit on the end of the
table,
leaned down and began working his mouth, teeth, and tongue all over
her breasts. After a moment she stopped him and sat perfectly still
while
he pulled the thin straps of her dress off her shoulders and let it
fall
away from her breasts. I watched in the poor light as he really
worked over
her nipples with his mouth. Her head was thrown backward, her back
arched, giving her breasts a beautiful shape and upward tilt into his
busy
mouth.
She was absolutely beautiful, and more turned on that I had ever seen
her. The effect was to make me so turned on that breathing was
difficult at
times. I was close enough to hear her breathing, and feared that mine
might be as loud!
For what seemed like a long time Larry's mouth moved back and
forth
from breast to breast and ventured up to cover her mouth. She began
saying something I could not make out, and then he stopped and stood
up
straight in front of her. It wasn't until he moved backward a half
step
that I first realized that through much of the previous few minutes
she had
been holding his hardened cock in her hand. Now I could see her hands
moving
slowly up and down the length of his shaft. She was so excited that
her body
appeared to literally tremble. When I first saw her hand on his cock
in the
weak light I nearly gasped out loud! It was the largest I have seen,
short
of some adult films. I have estimated his size in this way. Her two
fists
cover my 6.5 inch cock entirely and my tip is a good inch away from
peeking
through her top fist. His cock was at least a very thick 8.5 to 9
inches long
because with both her fists on top of each other the head of his cock
stuck
almost two inches above her top hand! The thickness was impressive,
her hands
looked like they just made it around the shaft. It was unbelievable
to see her
move from the table to a seat on one of the side benches and begin
trying to
taking his massive cock into her mouth! She moved her wet tongue all
over it,
and pushed the top 2-3 inches into her mouth, but she really had to
stretch her
jaws to get him in there! Combining her hot mouth with her hands wet
with
saliva she worked hard to give one of the most exciting blowjobs I
have ever
seen. I may have been more excited than if I had been receiving it
myself!
I can't begin to describe how sexy she looked, and how exciting it
was to
see her looking up at him with her eyes wide and excited as she ran
her tongue
the length of his huge cock. Time and again she covered it's massive
head with
her mouth. With each stroke his cock began to glisten more with her
saliva.
He held her hair in his hands and very gently moved forward into her
mouth with
each stroke.
There were veins running the length of his long cock that looked as
large as
those in my arms. As the pace picked up I began to think that she was
going to
make him come that way, right into her mouth! I don't know how he
kept
from shooting off right then, I almost did! Even after she stopped
sucking his cock she still held it in both hands and gazed at it like
it was
some kind of idol. In a way I suppose it was, I know she had never
see
anything like it before.
She pumped his cock in one hand while licking, kissing, and biting
at
his hard stomach, and rubbing her other hand over his muscular chest.
Unfortunately for me what poor lighting I had for this show didn't
last.
As she sat in front of him holding his hard cock a couple walked past
between
them and me without even really looking at them. The after dinner
entertainment had ended, I noticed that the music has stopped for the
time being. There would be more people walking down this way before
long. After they had passed, she gave a little nip to the head of his
cock with her teeth and stood up.
They moved closer to the beach, onto a lounge chair where the
light was not as good, but there was still enough light to see what
was
going on, but very little detail. He took off his shorts and sat down
on the chair in a 3/4 reclined position, I could see his thick cock
laying
dark and rigid against his stomach. It looked to come up above his
belly
button. She dropped her dress and pulled off her panties. Even in
the
faint light it was easy to see that she had no tanlines, just a great
all
over tan from a week on the nude beach. She stepped over the chair to
straddle
him and he grabbed her ass cheeks in his hands and pulled her forward
until his face was right between her thighs. She stood over him
straddling the chair and her breath came in gasps as he ate her pussy
in a
manner that looked to be pretty rough from my vantage point
(20 or so feet away). He continued until she surely had at least one
orgasm, maybe two. I could tell by her face that they were very
intense, and I
could hear him licking her roughly as he really got into it. After
her
orgasm shuddered through her she sat down on his stomach and slumped
over onto him for a few moments. They talked in voices too low for me
to follow entirely, but I did pick up words and phrases. I heard my
name
mentioned, and heard him talk about her "fantastic" breasts, and
clearly
heard her tell him that she wanted him inside her, but to "go slowly".
Apparently even as turned on as she was, his size frightened her
almost
as much as it excited her. She reached into the pile of her clothes
and pulled out a condom for him to wear. I was relieved that she
remembered that, but then it hit me that she must have taken it with
her for just this purpose! She left the room ready for this to
happen!
She sucked his cock some more and then rolled the condom down its
length.
The condom rolled all the way out and left a fair amount uncovered at
the wide base of his thick shaft. God but he was big! Holding his
cock in one hand and steadying herself with the other against his
chest
she slowly forced the head of his cock into her pussy. I heard her
breath catch, and moans escape her as she took the large head into
her.
She stood very still, (I think she was having an orgasm already!) for
several seconds and then slowly began to move her hips in circles, and
ever so slowly taking a bit more, then a bit more. She was saying
things
to him too quietly for me to make out her words, she may have just
been making quiet moaning sounds. Before long he was more than
halfway inside her and she began to move up and down slowly. She
would raise herself up so far that I thought he would surely pop
out of her, but his length allowed him to stay inside. I thought she
had all she could take, but then with a groan she quickly thrust
herself down onto him. taking it ALL inside. A sharp gasp escaped her
as she took the full length the first time. Once she got it all
inside
she began moving in longer strokes that ended with her ass crashing
down into him, taking it all inside in a pounding manner. He began
to thrust up to meet her, burying every inch inside her. The sound
was different than anything I had ever heard before. I could hear
his flesh slapping against her as she came down on his cock, and a
wet sucking sound each time he withdrew. At first I though that
sound was her breathing, but then it became apparent that it was
the sound made by a really large cock being pulled very quickly,
and very far (due to his length!), out of a very wet, but very tightly
stretched pussy!
It seemed like a long time, but I suppose it was only a few
minutes
that they went on at that pace. I heard my wife say several times
that
she was coming. I'm not sure if she came several times, or if she
just
came for a very long time. Finally he drove up into her and, instead
of
dropping back down into the chair he continued to push up into her,
evidently exploding inside her. After he finished she lay on top of
him
for several minutes, looking and sounding completely winded. After a
few
moments they dressed and began to walk, side by side but not touching.
Larry walked up to nearby trashcan and tossed in the heavy condom
and it's torn wrapper, and then they walked up the beach. I followed
as
they stopped at one of the bars to get drinks. They drank them
walking along the beach. Winding through the resort, and talking
quietly,
they ended up at the foot of the stairs below our room. They stood
talking and smiling for a few minutes then, with a very quick kiss,
she walked up the stairs to our room. Larry stood there until she
disappeared inside and closed the door, then he walked back toward
the beach bar. When he was out of sight I hustled on up to the
main restaurant and bar. I couldn't eat but had two drinks to get
my heartbeat back close to normal and settle myself down. Then
I walked back to our room.
My wife was in the shower when I got back in, and as
I waited for her to come to bed I decided to act as if I had seen
nothing.
I said I had only been awake for short while and had gone to get
something to eat. I teased her about her being alone with Larry, but
she laughed it off and said that dinner was good, and he had been fun
to talk with, but nothing more.
We had unbelievably hot sex for the last two days of our
vacation (this continued after we got back to the states). Larry
and I won the doubles tournament the next evening and we met for
dinner together to celebrate the victory. On Friday we left for home.
Larry was staying two more days. We exchanged phone numbers
and addresses before leaving. I shook his hand, and my wife gave
him a peck on the cheek as we boarded the bus for the long winding
ride back to the airport at Montego Bay. It was our best vacation
ever.
Two weeks after our vacation she told me about what happened with
Larry, not as an apology, just to get the truth out. I was more sure
of
our marriage then than at any other time in our lives. It was very
touching that she trusted me, and our marriage enough to enjoy herself
and tell me. I didn't confess to already knowing about their
interlude.
I got her to tell me all about having sex with him and was surprised
to find out that I didn't know everything! She told me of their sex
on
the beach that night (still not knowing that I had witnessed it!).
Then to my surprise told me of visiting his room the next morning
while I was scuba diving. There he took her on the king-sized bed,
underneath the mirrored ceiling, and again under the water as they
showered.
This time he fucked her more thoroughly she said, since they had a
king sized
bed and plenty of time. She said that she had done everything with
him except letting him take her anally, saying that his size
frightened
her off from that. She assured me that they used condoms when he
was inside her pussy, but that she sucked his cock bare, and even made
him
cum that way once.
This was without a doubt the most exciting vacation of our lives,
and our sex life has been spiced up considerably as we remember her
fling
with Larry. Larry's phone number is on a matchbook in out night
stand.
He lives about five hours away. To my knowledge there has not been
any
contact since our return, but we have both mentioned it a time or two!
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