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Sally moaned as Brad’s body moved within her spread
legs. Connected by only the thin, but now very hard, muscle that was his
cock, they were so intent upon consummating their passion that they did
not even notice me taking pictures.
As I watched and photographed my slut wife being fucked by a man she
hardly knew, I thought back to the chain of events that had brought us to
this place. Both of us enjoy travel and, not long after we were married
ten years ago, we had talked about places we wanted to travel together.
Sally told me she wanted to visit Hedonism in Jamaica. I had heard of it
but didn’t know much about it so I asked her why. She said that one of her
fantasies was to have several men caressing and sucking on her breasts
while she relaxed on a beach. She had heard that there was a lot of sexual
freedom at Hedonism and thought that might be the place where she could
have that fantasy come true.
Our lives got busy and, while we traveled other places, we both forgot her
desire to visit Hedonism. Then last year, we experienced a windfall of
some cash and decided to spend it on a very special trip. I remembered her
travel fantasy and mentioned it to her.
"I’d forgotten about that. You know, a trip to Jamaica would be a great
getaway from the cold weather we’ve been having," Sally said.
"I agree, a trip to the tropics would be a nice trip." I replied. "You
remember why you wanted to go to Hedonism don’t you? Do you still want
that to happen?"
"Sure, it’s not that I don’t appreciate the attention you give me, but
having several men do something like that has always been my fantasy."
"Just how far would you go?"
"Don’t get jealous on me, this would just be for pleasure. Besides we
don’t even know if something like that would happen."
I know Sally was concerned I might be jealous but in reality the idea
intrigued me. I felt my cock start to stiffen at the thought of her being
pleasured by several other men. The fact that men are attracted to my wife
has always been exciting to me. I am something of a voyeur as well, so the
idea of seeing my wife taking pleasure with strangers intrigued me.
"I’ll book the trip," I said.
Before we left for Jamaica, I researched Hedonism on the internet. We
would be staying on the nude side but there were a variety of themed
nights where Sally could wear interesting outfits. So we packed several
sexy bikinis, teddies, and other lingerie for evening wear. From what I
could read, I realized that Sally’s fantasy might really come true.
We arrived at Hedonism in the evening. The warm weather, the sounds of the
frogs and other night creatures and the rhythm of the waves crashing on
the beach made it seem magical. We quickly unpacked our bags and headed to
dinner. Sally dressed rather conservatively this first night, wearing
capri pants and a tank top. We realized just how conservative this was
once we got to the dining area. Most of the men were in shorts, t-shirts
and other typical tropical attire. It was the women that thrilled. Some
were strutting around in teddies and baby dolls while others wore string
bikinis with wraps. They had just had a body painting contest so several
women wore what looked like flowered tops at first glance. But a second
glance revealed erect nipples barely disguised with paint.
After dinner Sally changed into one of her negligees and we headed to the
beach for a beach party around a bonfire. As newbies we were just taking
things in so nothing happened that evening. Except, of course, our own
evening activities back in the room.
The following morning we slept in and then took an excursion around
Negril. By the time we got back, it was time for dinner. After dinner the
resort had a musical review and dancing. By the time it was over, we were
tired and went right to bed.
The next day we got acquainted with the resort, hanging out around the
nude side, playing volleyball, soaking in the pools, lying on the beach
and chatting with folks. Everyone was very relaxed and very friendly. That
evening we discovered just how friendly.
While I was playing volleyball that afternoon, Sally made a new friend.
Brad was a single man in his late thirties. She said he was handsome and
witty, the sort of qualities that attract my blonde wife. Sally is smart
and sexy, both qualities that attract men. She has always been able to
take her pick of men, which makes me feel most fortunate since she picked
me for a husband. Although she is in her late forties, she looks much
younger. She is plump but not overweight, with large breasts, a fairly
narrow waist, and ample hips. She looks more like the pinup girls of the
1940s than one of the skinny women that seem to be the vogue in fashion
magazines today. She has short blonde hair framing a very attractive face
and deep blue eyes. When she met Brad she was wearing a see-through string
bikini which barely covered her assets. She told me they had a very nice
conversation and Brad had invited us to join him for dinner.
That evening Sally put on a lace teddy and pulled on a mini-skirt. Her
breasts could be easily seen through the lace material. Even though it was
warm, her nipples were erect with excitement. As the live band played
reggae music in the background, we walked to the table where Brad sat. He
immediately offered us some wine. A wine connoisseur, he had brought his
favorite wines with him to the resort. It was very good wine and Sally was
impressed.
As we walked up to the buffet, Sally told me in a quiet voice, "If he is
interested, I would like to invite him back to the room for dessert." My
pulse quickened. We had discussed having a threesome someday and even
fantasized about it during sex. But the opportunity had never really
presented itself. But here was an opportunity and Sally was ready to give
it a try.
As we sat down at the table, Sally scooted her chair a little closer to
Brad and began to turn on the charm. It was soon clear that she did not
have to work very hard, he was clearly interested in her. But he was
clearly unsure about me, glancing over every so often to make sure I
wasn’t upset with the attention he was getting from my wife. Finally,
after we finished our main entrees, I said, "Sally and I would like to
invite to you to come up to our room for dessert. Would you be
interested?" As I said this, Sally reached over and put her hand on Brad’s
thigh.
Brad smiled, "I would really enjoy that. I have a second bottle of wine
here that we can bring to enjoy with dessert as well."
"Your wine is very good. I would really enjoy having some back in the
room," Sally responded.
As we stepped away from the table, Brad grabbed the wine bottle. Sally
moved close to him and grabbed him around the waist. As the three of us
walked back to the room, Sally and Bruce kept their arms wrapped around
each other. I walked a few paces behind, watching the sway of Sally’s hips
as she pressed her body against her new conquest.
When we got to the room I grabbed a couple of glasses for the wine while
Sally talked with Brad on the small window seat. We could hear the sound
of the surf and a tropical breeze came in through the open window. When I
brought the glasses of wine, Sally excused herself to use the bathroom.
When she returned she had taken off the mini-skirt and was wearing only
the teddy. She grabbed Brad’s hand and led him over to the bed. As they
sat down on it, she gave him a long lingering kiss. I could their mouths
working as his tongue plunged into her mouth. His hand reached up and
caressed her breast.
"Why don’t you join us?" said Sally as she broke away from the kiss. I sat
down on her other side. She gave me a long kiss and I caressed her left
breast as Brad caressed her right one. She reached up and tugged on the
teddy’s straps, pulling down the front to expose both breasts. Brad leaned
over and sucked on her erect nipple. I felt her hand on my cock and looked
over she was caressing his cock as well.
"Ohhh," gasped Sally as Brad continued to suck on her nipple. I stood up
and pulled off my clothes. Sally leaned over and sucked on my cock while
Brad broke away from her nipple and began stripping. Soon both of us were
standing in front of the bed as she sucked on first one cock, then the
other. Brad’s cock was so long that she nearly gagged each time she took
him deep into her throat.
"Fuck me," said Sally to Brad, "I want you to fuck me."
We had laid out an assortment of condoms beside the bed. Brad picked a
large one and rolled it onto his nine inch cock. Sally got on her hands
and knees on the bed. Brad knelt behind her and unsnapped the crotch of
the teddy. She spread her legs and he eased his dick into her pussy. It
slid easily into her well-lubricated lips, our attention to her nipples
had really turned her on. He grabbed my wife by her hips, pulling her back
onto his cock until it was buried within her. Then he pushed her forward,
pulling back at the same time until his full nine inches emerged. This
time he quickly stabbed it back into Sally like a spear. Withdrawing
quickly, he then plunged again. Over and over again, faster and faster,
his hard cock plunged into my wife.
"Unnhh, unhh," Sally grunted at each thrust of his cock. She leaned
forward on her elbows, with her face against the mattress. The bed moved
and squeaked as this near stranger had his way with her. Her teddy bottom
was rolled up to her lower back and the top was below her breasts, which
shook each time Brad plunged into her.
After around five minutes, Brad slowed down a bit. Sally looked up at me.
"I want your cock too. I’ll suck on you while he fucks me."
Often, when Sally sucked me off, I had fantasized about her getting fucked
from behind. I had even had her spread her legs so we could both imagine
another man fucking her doggy style. Now, after fulfilling her fantasy of
having her breasts caressed by two men, my fantasy of seeing her fucked
while giving me head was going to come true as well. I got on the bed and
laid against the headboard, spreading my legs. Sally crawled over between
them and took my cock in her mouth.. Then Brad got behind her and she
spread her legs, just like in my fantasy. He plunged his cock back into
her pussy pushing her mouth deep around my dick. Then he pulled back
slowly, re-entering her for another thrust. He continued this gentle
action while Sally concentrated on licking, sucking and pumping my cock.
As I saw this other man behind my wife, her legs spread to receive him, I
imagined him finally shooting his seed into her body. That thought was all
it took to make me cum. Sally felt my cock starting to jerk and pulled
back, allowing my semen to shoot onto her face and back on my stomach. Her
hand pumped until I was spent.
While Sally finished me off, Brad had remained in her, his cock buried to
the hilt. Now he pulled out while I got off the bed and went to the
bathroom for a wash cloth. Sally wiped her face with it then handed it to
me. I wiped off and tossed the cloth into the bathroom, then poured myself
some wine and sat down to watch. Sally rolled over on her back and spread
her legs.
"Brad, it’s your turn to cum. Do you want to fuck me like this?"
"Yes, and then I’d like to cum on your belly."
"I’d love to have you cum on me," said Sally.
She sat up and pulled the teddy off over her head so she was completely
naked, then laid back down. Brad crawled in between her open legs. She
lifted them high so her pussy was open and waiting. Taking careful aim,
Brad plunged back into her. Sitting on the window seat, I watched as they
moaned and moved, her legs in the air and his legs pushing against the
mattress as he got leverage to plunge as deep as possible. The time for
kissing was over as they both concentrated on the one, the most important,
point of contact. Soon Brad’s breaths quickened and became shorter. Then
he leaned back and pulled off the condom. A few short strokes and his cock
spurted its cum all over my wife’s front. He had been hard since my wife
first put her hand on his leg at dinner and it had made a difference. His
first shot went as far as Sally’s breasts. Then his sperm-filled semen
continued to pour out on her belly, filling her navel and rolling down the
side of her stomach. She reached down and jerked on him, coaxing out every
drop.
Brad sat back on the bed while Sally lay there, rubbing his cum into her
skin. I poured more wine into two of the glasses and handed them to Brad
and Sally.
"The wine is really good," I remarked.
"But dessert was even better," replied a grinning Brad.
"I enjoyed fucking you," said Sally. "How much longer will you be here?"
"I’m here for three more days."
"Tomorrow’s our last night. Maybe we can get together for dessert again?"
"Tomorrow’s also the toga party. I’m meeting some friends for dinner and
the party, why don’t the two of join us. We’ll talk about dessert then."
With that, Brad dressed and left our room. Sally really enjoys fucking but
rarely cums that way. She got out her vibrator and used it while I sucked
on her breasts. She came quickly.
The next day we went snorkeling and hung out around the resort. That
afternoon Sally got a massage and was feeling very relaxed once it came
time to go to the toga party. The housekeeping staff dropped fresh sheets
by the room and we set about designing our togas. I draped my toga Roman
style while Sally created a sort of halter top and skirt out of her sheet
using several beaded necklaces. Her toga covered her breasts so loosely
that her nipples were visible most of the time. If she leaned over her
tits fell out of the halter top completely. It worked perfectly.
The most popular theme party of the week, the toga party was in full swing
when we arrived. We got some food and joined Brad and his friends. It
turned out that, as with us, he had just met them the day before. There
were two other couples and another single man, bringing our total to
eight. They were a fun-loving group and we all drank quite liberally.
Before long we started taking photos of each other, clowning around in our
togas. Sally is usually camera shy, particularly when it comes revealing
photographs, but was into it as much everyone else. Then the band came on
and the dancing began. The other two couples danced with each other and I
danced with Sally.
" I love dancing with you but those two guys are sitting there like
wallflowers. I feel like I should ask them to dance."
"Sally, I can dance with you anytime and those guys don’t look like they
have been having much fun since the dancing began. Go ahead and ask them
to dance."
Sally asked Brad first. It was a slow song. I went to the bathroom and,
when I got back, the song was still going. The two of them were dancing
very close and her face was close to his. Before long their lips were
locked, their bodies pressed tightly against each other. Sally’s breasts
had fallen out of the halter top and were pressed against Brad’s bare
chest. Even from our table I could see that her nipples were erect and
hard.
After the dance was over they returned to the table. The other couples
either hadn’t noticed or didn’t care what had just happened on the dance
floor. On the other hand, Richard, who had been in a lively conversation
with Sally just before the dancing, seemed a little crestfallen. Richard,
the other single man, was balding and in his late forties. He was
good-looking, in good physical condition and, most importantly, a
classical musician. The two of them had talked at some length about
classical music, an interest of Sally’s. Seeing her on the dance floor
with the only other single guy at the table must have made him feel left
out. Sally noticed and made a point to ask him for the next dance. It was
a fast dance and Sally really strutted her stuff, shaking her ass and her
top. Of course, her breasts once again fell out of her loose halter top.
When the song ended she stayed on the floor for one more dance with
Richard.
She continued to alternate dances with the two men for the next hour. By
the end of the hour I noticed that she had let Richard take a few
liberties as well. During one dance she had turned her back to him,
letting him grab her breasts from behind and grinding her ass back against
his crotch. His toga barely concealed his hard-on when he returned to the
table.
The music ended for the evening and people started to leave the dining
area. The other two couples said they were going for a walk on the beach
and invited us to join them. Before I could say anything, Sally said we
were pretty tired and were going to go back to our room. The couples left
for the beach, leaving the two single men and us at the table. I asked
Sally what was going on. It was only 10:00 pm and were certainly weren’t
tired yet.
"I asked Brad to join us for dessert again tonight and he said ‘yes’,"
Sally whispered in my ear.
"That’s no surprise, we already invited him last night," I whispered back.
"I also invited Richard for dessert."
"Now that is a surprise. Are you sure?"
"I told you I wanted several men to caress my breasts when we came to
Hedonism. I know there were two of you last night but that’s not several.
Here’s my chance."
"Are you prepared to go all the way with three men?"
"Prepared? I’m counting on it."
"Then I get to take pictures."
"Okay," she said reluctantly, but not too reluctantly.
"Then let’s go."
"Are you ready for dessert?" Sally asked Brad and Richard.
The two men smiled and got up. The four of us walked to the room. As we
walked, Sally positioned herself between the two, talking excitedly and
touching them.
The moment we entered the room, Sally turned to each man and gave him a
long, lingering kiss. Then she dropped her toga. There she stood before
the three of us, her large breasts fully revealed and her nipples fully
erect to nearly 3/4 of an inch. The patch of blonde hair between her legs
glistened with her juices, juices that had been gathering all evening. The
three of us then dropped our togas, revealing erections that had started
to grow during the walk to the room.
Sally dropped down to her knees and the three of us gathered around her.
Her head bobbed back and forth as sucked each of us in turn. Like Brad,
Richard had a large penis that was growing to its full nine inches under
my wife’s attention.
"My slut wife gives great head doesn’t she?" I asked the others.
"Oh yes, her mouth feels so good on my cock," said Richard.
"Her pussy is great too," said Brad. When Richard looked at him, he
explained, "I had dessert last night too."
"Wow," said Richard.
"You are a slut, aren’t you Sally," I asked.
Sally took her mouth off Richard’s dick and replied, "Yes I’m a slut."
"You’re a whore too aren’t you," I continued.
"I’m your whore wife," she responded. "Now, let’s go fuck."
She got up from her knees and laid down on the bed. Richard and Brad laid
down on each side of her, caressing her breasts and sucking on her erect
nipples. In the meantime she had a hand on each of their cocks, stroking
and pumping to keep them erect.
"Richard, scoot up in the bed and I’ll suck your cock," she commanded. He
spread his legs and she got on her hands and knees between them, licking
and sucking on his dick. As she sucked on Richard, Brad knelt behind her,
playing with her pussy. Soon he grabbed a condom from beside the bed and
rolled it onto his cock. My wife spread her legs and he plunged his erect
cock into her. She was doing my fantasy with these two men! I grabbed my
camera.
I got several shots before the two men switched places. Now Richard was
fucking Sally doggy-style while she sucked on Brad. I took several more
pictures. Richard’s pace increased and suddenly he gasped. He tensed up
and I could tell his semen was shooting into my wife’s belly. She pressed
back hard against him, letting his cock pulse its sperm as deep within her
as possible. For what seemed like several minutes, he stayed inside her,
his dick softening as she continued to suck on Brad. Then he pulled out.
As stimulating as the thought of him impregnating my wife was, I was
relieved to see he was wearing a condom.
Sally rolled onto her back and spread her legs. It was now Brad’s turn. He
put on a fresh condom and shoved his cock into Sally’s very wet pussy. She
raised her legs high and grabbed him by the ass, pulling him into her.
Richard laid on the bed next to them, spent but watching intently while I
walked around the bed taking photographs.
Sally moaned as Brad’s body moved within her spread legs. Connected by
only the thin, but now very hard, muscle that was his cock, they were so
intent upon consummating their passion that they did not even notice me
taking pictures. I remembered that my digital camera had a video option
and turned it on for the final moments.
Huffing and snorting, Brad bounced up and down on my wife’s body, building
up to orgasm. By now there were no words, just "Oh, Oh, Oh," and moans
from Sally. She slapped him on the back and bottom in ecstasy as she had
one of her few orgasms without a vibrator. In a few moments, Brad uttered
an "AHHHH," and ejaculated into my wife. She clutched his hips with her
thighs as he stiffened, pulling him into her and allowing his pulsating
cock to fill her with his sperm. Again, but for the condom, who knows what
might have happened to my wife over the next nine months.
Both of them spent for the evening, Richard and Brad put on their togas
and returned to their rooms. Sally was so exhausted that she fell right to
sleep. I still hadn’t cum, but I had a solution. I went into the bathroom
and took care of it myself, looking at the snapshots I had taken that
evening and finishing with the video of my slut wife being fucked by a
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