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Subject: Further adventures of a Japanese wife
Date: Fri, 17 Oct 2003 18:57:52 -0700
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Another time, about 1995, several families went camping down at the
beach with all of our kids. My wife's not much of a swimmer, so when I
took a bunch of the kids out snorkeling, she stayed up on the beach
watching us. I noticed she was sitting with the husband of one of our
friends, a guy who'd made no secret about his admiration for my wife,
and who had reached under her shirt and grabbed her tit as he kissed
her the past New Year's Eve. He pulled her breast out of her bra and
played with her nipple under her shirt for several minutes, while
everyone was singing "Auld lang Syne." Several people noticed the
movement under my wife's shirt. The year before, while they were
riding in the back seat returning from a beach outing late in the
evening, he'd put her hand on his erection. She said she felt it up
and down, "squeezed it once" then pulled her hand away. He pulled her
hand back, and pulled a blanket over them. Under the blanket, he
unzipped his shorts, and my wife felt his smooth hard penis. She
whispered "this isn't a good idea," but everyone else in the car,
besides the driver, seemed to be asleep. She stroked him up and down
for a few minutes, feeling him grow fatter and harder, and a little
pre-cum came out to assist with lubrication. He was starting to
breathe heavily, and she figured he would shoot fairly soon, when the
other occupant of the back seat, the guy's wife, woke up. My wife
quickly pulled her hand away and shrugged the blanket off her, so it
was just covering the guy and his hard-on. In both stories, I
suspected there was a little more than she told me.
While we were snorkling, I noticed that neither my wife nor the guy
were on the beach. The kids and I followed a couple of turtles down
the coast and were gone for forty-five minutes to an hour. When we
returned, I noticed they were back on the beach, sitting neither too
close nor suspiciously far apart on the mat. After we got back in, got
the kids cleaned up and the equipment put away, my wife suggested we
take a walk. She said she wanted to tell me what had happened, but I
had to promise not to say anything. I agreed. She said that she had
wanted to smoke a joint while the kids were out in the water, and that
she and the guy had retreated to a little grove of trees for some
privacy. Smoking (until we gave it up) always made my wife horny. They
lay back under the trees and the guy started to mess around, just
putting his arm over her, rubbing her arm and so on. He started
rubbing her stomach, progressively bumping the bottom of her breasts
more and more. Finally he moved his hand up over her breast and
squeezed it, over her suit. When she didn't protest, he pulled her
suit top up and started lightly rubbing her bare breasts. Her breasts
are really sensitive and she said her nipples were very hard. Still
tweaking her nipples with one hand, the guy took one of her hands and
guided it down to his exposed cock. Her hand closed over the shaft,
and she began to jack him. After a couple of minutes of this petting,
he had inserted one hand into her pants and was seeking her pussy. She
realized, however, that they were more or less out in the open, and
that even though the kids were nearly all in the water, there were
still some adults around, including his wife. She whispered "What the
hell are we doing?" and pulled her hand off his cock. He said "Sorry!"
and got up on his knees. He told her how beautiful she was, continuing
to rub her exposed breasts as he did so. His erection bobbed a few
inches away. My wife said that because of the breast massage, she
could feel that she was already wet, and as she stared at his
throbbing hard-on, her impulse was to grab it, but she said "Put that
thing away. Let's go to my tent," pulled her top back over her boobs,
and got up to leave. He grabbed his bobbing schlong. "Please help me
put it away," he said. " She closed her hand on it, bent down to take
the head in her mouth briefly, "pulled it a couple times," as she put
it, then stuffed it back into his shorts.
As they walked back to our tent, it occurred to her that full-on
fucking was probably not that great an idea, with everyone around in
reasonably close proximity. So when they got into our tent, she turned
around, dropped to her knees, pulled out his semi-hard cock, and
started sucking and pulling it. She felt him tense in a couple minutes
and pulled it out just in time for a clot of cum to spray into her
hair. She milked the rest out of him, making him groan, they cleaned
up and went back out to the beach. As it turned out, she only
succeeded in postponing getting fucked (and fucked hard several times)
by the guy for about two weeks, when I came home to find her oozing
cum on our sofa, but that's another story.