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More Wife Fun on Vacation (mf)
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Subject: WifeFun2 (+) (m/f wife)
Reply-To: [email protected] (Rick503504)
Date: Wed Jul 12 15:25:13 1995
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MORE WIFE FUN ON VACATION
Several years ago while visiting a very special all-inclusive
resort in Negril, Jamaica I was fortunate enough to witness an
extraordinary sight. My wife became attracted to, and had sex with a nice
fellow (Larry) we met there while playing tennis. She never knew that I
had been watching from the shadows a short ways away as she went with
Larry to the beach on the Nude side of the resort and had her first cock
other than mine. She later told me all the details of her two-day affair
with Larry. These memories fueled our sex life and our fantasies for the
next two years. It was the most exciting time of my sex life.
My wife, while highly sexed and very interested in sampling other
men, is uncomfortable engaging in this type of activity at home. Our kids
and our jobs impose a reality that cannot be suspended long enough for her
to reach the level of inhibition necessary for her to let herself go like
that. So, we fantasized and waited impatiently for our next trip to our
favorite resort.
Due to the difficulty of arranging for grandparents to keep the kids, and
of course the expense and time off from work, we can only take these trips
every few years.
Our second trip back to this Negril resort, while a fantastic
vacation to a beautiful resort, was a bit disappointing when someone like
Larry did not happen along. There were no guys there
that jumped out at her and turned her on like Larry had two years before.
Between us the sex was great! On our first trip to this resort we had
spent a good bit of time watching other couples have sex in the huge
nude-only hot tub. This time around we lost a lot of our inhibitions and
became part of the show for others a couple of times. This was very
exciting for both of us. It was a great
trip, but Larry was missing!
We have recently returned from our third trip to Negril, this time
with more stories to tell! We waited only a year between our second and
third trips. This time around we did a couple of things differently and
things fell into place as well, maybe better, than
they had with Larry three years before!
On Mondays (and I think Thursdays also) there is an island picnic
to a nearby island. This trip involves lunch, a LOT of drinking of a rum
punch, and a lot of interesting activities.
It seemed that the picnic was geared toward trying to get the
guests from the "Prude" side of the resort to open up and get naked like
the rest of us. Some did, some didn't. The games involved drinking, and
or removing articles of clothing. My wife, who was now even in better
shape than she was for our first trip, didn't hesitate at all to go nude
along with many others who frequented the nude beach! A game of Truth or
Dare or Drink had people telling their fantasies, flirting, and even
touching in some cases.
My wife at one point had to demonstrate her favorite sex position with a
single guy chosen by the group. He had a small Speedo suit on, but she
was nude. She got on her hands and knees with him behind her, and with
the urging of the crowd he began to thrust against her, simulating fucking
her from behind. It was pretty wild! Later on my wife was given the task
(by the way there are a lot more guys at this resort than girls,
especially at he island picnic!) of identifying my cock while blindfolded
from among a group of six men. She hesitated, but took the challenge! We
all
stood naked in front of her, most of us at least semi-erect, and
she was blindfolded. The plan was for us to then mix up where we stood in
line, then she would begin her search. As we did this
a member of the resort staff quietly pulled me out of line and had another
guy take my place. That was the joke.
My wife was allowed to touch only the genitals of each man, thus
she could not rule people out by facial hair, etc...
There were four guys who were about the same size as me, one was a good
bit larger, one was somewhat smaller. One of the guys of similar size to
me had a hole pierced through his foreskin and wore a small gold ring in
it. She spent ten minutes fondling all of these cocks in turn, moving up
and down the line three times. Finally she went back to the largest cock
and stated that she knew that I wasn't in line, but also said she found
one she liked!
The guy was embarrassed at his big erection and decided to go for a swim.
Everyone had a good laugh. The picnic was soon over, but my wife got a
reputation as a beautiful lady who was at least a bit uninhibited! For
the rest of the week whenever she was alone guys would strike up
conversations. All were interested, but none were pushy. Since most of
the single guys do not venture onto the nude beach our peaceful sunbathing
time was never disturbed. The attention however was very flattering to my
wife, and very exciting to both of us!
Tuesday night is the resort-wide Pajama Party which is held in the
disco. The idea is to wear sleep-wear, but lingerie is the norm. Many
ladies go topless, in chain outfits, see- through outfits, you name it!
Late in the evening awards are given for categories such as Sexiest, Most
Appealing, Most Revealing, Best Couple, Most Original, there may be
others. On our first trip there I was surprised that my wife had not won
any award as she was clearly one of the best looking ladies there (she
wore a red push-up bra and matching panties). I was disappointed, but
then realized that we may have gotten there before the judging was done.
The staff seems to seat themselves outside the door to the disco and get
the names and home town info on possible winners and we arrived before
this had begun. On our second trip we went in at the right time, but
there was a large contingent of models there that night (many not staying
at this resort, but who had purchased
passes for the evening). They were sexy, beautiful, fun, and they
deserved and won almost all the major awards. On this most recent trip
however many of the staff judges knew her from the picnic, from the
volleyball games, and so on. This, in addition to looking good is the key
to being picked as a winner. One member of the staff (I'll call him
Duane, but that is not his real name, though anyone who's been to this
resort would know who he is!) a very large and muscular black man who
looks as if he can lift the entire gym) knew us by name and accepted when
my wife forced him to dance with her. A great dancer he is not, but he
did look impressive wearing only a shiny white speedo on his dark black
body. This outfit did little to conceal the large cock that he had
apparently stuffed sideways into the small space available in the suit.
The
sweat on his body made him look ready for a body-building competition! My
wife's eyes were popping out of her head. She wore a black Wonder bra and
a black thong panty that showed off
her tanned ass. They danced several times, and Duane showed her how to
Reggae, some of which included having him standing behind her holding her
waist while rubbing his crotch on her bare ass.
It was really erotic! Her waist, while not tiny (she is about 5' 8", and
about 135 lbs.) seemed to disappear with his large black hands encircling
her. His bulk and size (probably 6'3" or so)
made her appear small. When they finished Duane had the makings of a
problem as he had to turn to the wall several times to adjust the erection
that was clearly way too big for the speedo. He soon disappeared and
returned later wearing a pair of large boxer shorts. When the judging
began my wife was named Most Appealing
and won a certificate stating so, along with a bottle of Appleton Rum.
Each winner was called to the front where they were lifted onto the stage
where they danced, or turned around to show off their bodies and outfits.
Usually, in the case of the women, a staff member would lift them up and,
or down from the stage. When my wife was called Duane stepped to her and
lifted her easily onto the stage. She turned in a slow circle and blushed
to the appreciative whistles. Then she held her arms out to Duane who
lifted her. Her tits were right in his smiling face. When the crowd
reacted to this she blushed again, but theatrically wrapped her arms
around his head, and her legs around his waist. His face was pulled
snugly into her perfect breasts, and he was supporting her with his hands
under her bare ass. This lasted only a second or two, then he carefully
put her down. As he did so her body slowly slide down his body until she
was standing in front of him. Her arms were still around is neck, and
just before their contact was broken she stood on her tip toes and kissed
him lightly on the mouth. I could tell that she was really hot at this
point. That look on her face is unmistakable! Taking her hand he led her
back to me. The crowd was still cheering as he handed her over to me and
reached out to shake my hand. We have gotten to know Duane a little
better on each of our trips and he is simply a nice guy! He leaned over
and said to me (not easy due to the music and crowd noise) and said, "You
are a lucky motherfucker!", with a genuine smile. I nodded, because it is
true.
An hour later the nude hot tub was about half full, but my wife
was still so horny that she kept stroking my cock under the bubbling
water. She admitted that Duane had gotten her this hot! She told me that
as he lowered her slowly to the floor, and her body was sliding down his
she felt like she might have an orgasm.
Having felt his cock on her bare ass while they were dancing reggae
was really a turn on for her! It had felt huge and thick to her.
Then while sliding down the front of him she said her crotch (already
soaked from her excitement) and caught very briefly on his cock! He was
looking intently into her eyes, and had to lift her up and back a bit so
that she could continue moving downward. His cock head had pushed very
hard against her, and even though both wore panties she had involuntarily
gasped at its touch.
The whole thing made me hotter than ever! I fondled her pussy
under the water and said, "if you are that hot for him you should fuck
him!" Due to our experience with Larry she didn't have to ask if I was
serious. She knew that I was! She insisted that we go back to the room.
We did and had very fast and hard sex under the
ceiling mirror that is installed in all the rooms at this resort.
Afterward we talked about Duane. She said that the whole idea of
being with him made her tremble. She worried that she had discovered a
bit if racism in herself. We had never felt that we carried any prejudice
with us, but now she was having a small struggle with this. She wondered
if not wanting to have sex with a black man would make her a racist. I
said, "well, do you want to have sex with Duane?" and she said
immediately, "Yes, I do! I want him to screw me silly!". I asked, "Then
what is your problem?", and she said that she was concerned that maybe she
wanted to fuck him BECAUSE he was black, and that THAT might make her a
racist in some way also. I told her she was thinking too much, that she
should fuck him if she wants to, and not if she doesn't. She didn't know
the answer when we went to sleep.
Early in the morning I went Scuba diving (included at the resort
if you are certified, I have a PADI C-Card, or if you take a course there
at the resort) and returned to find my wife sitting having breakfast in
the main dining room having breakfast. Duane was sitting with her and
they were talking and laughing. I joined them but after a short while
Duane had to go to work and could not stay to eat with us. He said that
he had the afternoon off and that maybe he'd see us when he was on his own
free time. After he had gone my wife told me that she had made a
decision. She said that if didn't mind and if the opportunity presented
itself, she would go the bed with Duane. She said that she was so hot for
him that she realized that if the opportunity arose she probably couldn't
say anything but yes! She admitted that his sized intrigued her more than
anything. Three year previously she had taken all of Larry's pretty large
cock and loved every inch of it! Since then she has had only me and my
somewhat normal sized cock. She wanted to be totally filled again! She
had my blessing of course, with our rules in place. She could do what
ever she wanted, but when he enters her, just like with Larry, he would
have to wear a condom. I had little doubt that she could make it happen
if she really wanted it. We retired to the nude beach to bake until lunch
(tough life!).
During lunch two staffers went from table to table talking briefly
with the guests. When they approached out table they reminded us of the
nude body painting contest later that afternoon.
My wife seemed to like the idea, we had seen other compete in our past
visits, and she wanted to enter. My problem was that the tennis
tournament had been scheduled for the same time. I chose the tennis,
while she stayed at the beach.
I was gone for about an hour and after losing an ugly match
headed back to the room to shower. From our second floor window
overlooking the nude beach I saw my wife standing naked below
as Duane painted her for the contest! It was really exciting to watch as
he used his big hands to move her from position to position as he
continued to paint. He was painting a large snake
on her belly that wound its way across her breasts, over her shoulder and
back around the other side to end with it's head stopping at the small
patch of blond pubic hair that sits just above her mostly-shaved pussy.
He used his hands to pull her skin flat and taut enough to paint neatly.
He would pull her breasts from side to side as he worked. My wife was
trembling at his every touch! When he finished the snake's head just
above her pussy
he took a small brush and some red paint and lightly dabbing in a
forked tongue that extended into her tiny bush and to the very top edge of
her pussy. The brush must have been driving her crazy!
It had to have flicked across her clit on several occasions!
I was really hot watching this from above. I stayed where I was through
the judging. While I thought that Duane's painting was among the best,
and his canvas was CERTAINLY among the best, they did not receive a prize
(probably because Duane is an employee and even if he was off for the day
it wouldn't look right).
I saw them heading for the stairs and realized they were heading
for our room! It was about to happen! I was torn. Should I leave the
room? Should try to hide somewhere? I was struggling with the voyeur in
me! I scanned the room and quickly realized that there was no decent
place to hide. I bolted out the door and headed the opposite direction
(toward the nude hot tub). I watched from a safe distance as they
approached our door. At the door Duane hesitated, but my wife took his
hand and led him inside.
I couldn't stand it! I quickly decided my plan of action. I
would listen at the door until I was sure they were into it, then I would
innocently open the door. I would try to persuade them to continue as I
stayed out of the way, but I realized that this may put an end to the
whole thing. I didn't want to risk spoiling the experience for my wife.
Tough call!
I got lucky! When I approached to room I could hear them talking. They
were apparently just inside the door. My wife was insisting that since he
had painted her body, that he had to wash it off in the shower! The
bathroom! (Floorplan note: Directly to the left of each room door is an
aluminum louvered window that opens and closes like mini-blinds, but each
louver is about 6 inches wide. We always would open the louvers when
showering to keep the steam down, then would leave them open until the
bathroom had cooled off. Then we would close the thing to preserve the
air conditioning.) Within a minute I was startled when the high louvered
window snapped open. I heard the shower turned on and I ran to find
something to stand on! I found a folding chair stashed at the bottom of
the stairs and ran back to the high window. I stood carefully on the
chair and was able to look down into the shower. Duane's broad back was
to me and my wife was on her knees taking his very large, very black cock
into her mouth. She was really getting into it! I could only see his
cock sliding in and out of her mouth every few strokes when his body
pulled back enough for me to see, otherwise her face was hidden to me. I
could see her left hand on his ass, pulling at his dark and muscular ass
cheek and thigh, and I could see him moving back and forth as he fucked
her mouth. I could here them both moaning as the steamy water showered
down on his back. He announced that he was getting ready to come, and she
took the opportunity to draw back. I was able to see most of his orgasm
as she jerked him off just inches from her chin and took two shots of
thick white come to her neck and chest. Her smile was sexy and
incredible. While they finished showering I got down from the chair an
retreated down the walkway to the stairs. There I waited, expecting
Duane, or both of them to return to the beach soon. When the wait began
to seem too long I went back and listened at the door. I couldn't hear
anything. Looking again through the window I could see through the
bathroom into the main room, but I could only see the headboard of the bed
with no view of them. The headboard was shaking and at times knocked
loudly on the wall. I and sat in the nearby Aviary (which is located just
outside the doors to the rooms on the nude side) to wait. My hard-on made
it impossible to return to the nude beach without clothes, and I didn't
have any!
The rest of their experience I had to get from my wife, who was
hesitant at first to tell me everything, but over a fine dinner she
opened up enough to tell me everything that happened. As far as details I
can only speak in generalities about this part of their afternoon since I
didn't see it. Her eyes sparkled with excitement as she told me the
story.
After their shower Duane (having come once in the shower) seemed
ready to leave, but my wife was really not ready to let him go! She asked
him to apply her skin lotion (something she applies lightly all over after
her showers when we are getting a lot of sun). She lay across the king
sized bed (crossways) and watched in the ceiling mirror as her slowly and
firmly rubbed the lotion into every part of her body. Soon he slipped a
finger inside her pussy and found her very wet. He began to kiss her
deeply while sliding combinations of one, two, and three of his large
black fingers into her. After she reached orgasm once he seemed very
interested again. He climbed up over her and straddled her waist. she
stroked his big cock back to life while rubbing it between her beautiful
tits, and while flicking her tongue up across the broad head and along the
underside of the tip of his cock. He pulled back and situated himself
between her thighs. He lifted her legs high and wide and lay them on his
shoulders as he kneeled between them. From there he slapped his cock
against her pussy several times, she said it was heavy and thick and
almost hurt when it hit her. Then with her help he positioned his cock at
the opening of her pussy and worked the large head in to her. She asked
that he wear a condom before proceeding any further . She said it was
very difficult to stop him since part of her was screaming out to feel him
fuck her without the condom. Then he withdrew and retrieved a condom from
the pile of them on the nightstand. She said he selected one of the
Magnum types designed for large men. We had brought some of these with
the hopes of her needing them. On our first trip Larry had complained to
her about how tight the condom felt on him. So we bought a three-pack of
Magnums for our second trip and ended up trashing them when they went
unused throughout the trip. It pays to be prepared though! This time it
worked out better than we had hoped. She guided him back to her slick
opening and when she removed her hand he drove into her full length! She
happily took it all without pain, only pleasure because she was as ready
and hot as she could ever be. She said she came instantly and constantly
as he fucked her very hard and very deep. She said it was the best sex
she'd ever had, better than she could have imagined. After a few moments
he lay forward on to her and lowered his weight onto her and began really
humping her hard and deep. In this missionary position she said he
penetrated more deeply than when he'd been kneeling between her legs, and
in addition she was able to see his black body covering hers in the mirror
above.
She said she felt completely full, and even could feel his cock head
enlarge just before he came inside her. She said it excited her even more
to fantasize that he was fucking her without the condom, that he was
exploding his hot come deep inside her. He left the room soon after that,
and she went to sleep almost immediately.
When I saw Duane leave the room I went inside, but didn't wake
her. I showered myself and then napped next to her until dinner time. At
dinner, with some encouragement, she began to excitedly relate the
details to me. My only wish was that I had actually been able to be there
watching as he fucked her, but having seen her blow him to completion is a
memory that gets me hot anytime I think about it. We've only been home
two months and already we are talking about a return trip to our favorite
resort. Duane has been working there for quite a few years, I assume he
will still be there when we return again. My wife is already fantasizing
about a rerun of her experience with him. Her only regret is that she
didn't get to have him fuck her from behind, her favorite position. Maybe
next time!
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