0 comments/ 11351 views/ 0 favorites One Time By: sfcitydom They decided to meet and spend one night together. They both realize there is no way they could ever have a relationship. They are at two completely different times in their lives. However, they do like each other, and there is curiosity about what it would be like. He told her to take the bus into the city. He requested that she shave her pussy and that she wear her hair down and to wear boy shorts and a tank top, jeans, and shoes for walking about. She could wear anything else she desired and bring whatever else she felt she needed. At 3:00 PM, he meets her at the bus stop. He gives her a hug, and he can tell she is nervous. Though they have talked and chatted for many hours, it is the first time they have met. She is as beautiful as he has always thought. They drive to the new museum in the park, and they spend the rest of the afternoon looking at art. He asks her what paintings she likes and why. He hopes that this time will make her more comfortable. They leave the museum as it closes, and they head back to his home. When they arrive, he gives her a tour. She comments that it looks mostly normal. He says all the interesting bits have been put away. He orders some Italian food to be delivered. He tells her to remove all her clothing except the boy shorts and her tank top. She goes upstairs and returns dressed as he asked. He is seated on the couch and instructs her to come over and join him. She complies. He can tell she is nervous, and he instructs her to lay her head on his lap. He strokes her hair as they talk. He tells her to lie over his lap, and he begins to spank her, first lightly, then with increasing intensity. He wraps his free hand in her hair and pulls it as he spanks her ass. He slides his hand down between her legs. Even through her shorts, he can feel that her pussy is wet. The buzzer for the front door sounds. The food is here. He tells her to go to the kitchen and get some silverware and plates and pour him a glass of water. When he returns, he sees that she has the items ready. He serves up the dinner: cannelloni and Caesar salad. They return to the couch. He turns on the DVD player and they begin to watch "Breakfast at Tiffany's." They watch the movie and enjoy their meal. When they are finished, he tells her to take the dishes to the kitchen. When she returns, she sits down close to him on the couch. He looks at her; she is biting her lip. He gives her a hug, and she kisses him on the cheek. He puts a pillow on his lap, and she lays her head down. She curls up on the couch. He covers her with the blanket from the back of the couch. They continue watching the movie. While they watch, he slides his hand under the blanket and under her top and begins to squeeze her breast. With this, she looks up at him. He tells her to just continue watching the movie. He moves his hand from her breast to her butt. He slides his hand into her shorts and squeezes her butt. As he squeezes, she pushes her butt into his hand. He slowly works his hand down her butt and between her legs. He can feel the smoothness of her shaved lips. He thanks her for following his wishes, and he slides his finger deep into her wet pussy. She rolls her hips back, taking more of his finger. With this, he slides another finger into her. She turns and looks at him. "Do you want me to make you come?" he asks. In her silence, she looks up at him, bites her lip and nods yes. "Good girl," he replies. "Now watch the movie." She turns her attention back to the movie, and he continues to probe her with his fingers. "You know you have to ask to come," he states. She nods. He keeps his fingers inside her for the rest of the movie. When he senses her arousal waning, he increases the intensity and then slows down when she again becomes aroused. They finish the movie and he removes his fingers from her. "I want you to stand up and remove your top and shorts for me," he says. "And I want you to look at me while you do it." She gets up and pulls off her top. She is standing there trying to hide with nowhere to go. "You have very nice tits. Now take off your shorts," he instructs her. "And don't take your eyes off of me." She flushes at his words. However, she complies with his instructions. He gets up from the couch and walks over to where she is standing. He stands over her; she is not quite 5-foot-4. He produces a blindfold from his back pocket and places it over her eyes. With her blindfolded, he kisses her. Her tongue meets his. He retrieves a set of handcuffs from the coffee table. "Stick out your tongue." She complies, and he places the cold steel handcuffs against her tongue. She jumps at the cold of the steel. He slides the cuffs down her neck, down to her nipples. The cold metal makes her nipples hard. He takes one nipple into his mouth, pinches the other with his free hand, and slides the cuffs down to her pussy. He presses the metal into cleft of her pussy, pressing it into her clit. She lets out a light moan. He takes her by the right wrist and turns her around. Taking her left wrist, he brings her hands together behind her back, where he cuffs them. He takes her by the left forearm and leads her to the couch. He positions her reclining into the corner where the armrest meets the back of the couch. He puts a pillow behind her head. "Comfy?" he asks. She nods. He spreads her legs, exposing her smooth, pink pussy. He leans down, kisses her, and begins rubbing her clit. He slides his fingers deep into her pussy. He places his wet fingers into her mouth and pulls her head back by her hair. This causes her neck to be exposed to him, and he leans in, bites, and kisses her neck. He removes his fingers from her mouth as he slowly moves from her neck to her nipples. He places his fingers into her pussy again as he takes her right nipple into his mouth and begins biting and sucking on it. He moves down to her belly and kisses her. He takes her by the knees and pulls her down, positioning her butt on the edge of the couch. He spreads her legs wider, begins sucking on her clit, and slides a finger into her. He tells he she can come when he slides three fingers into her. He continues licking and sucking on her clit. He slides a second finger into her and continues probing her. "I want to come," she moans. He begins teasing her, first pulling his mouth off her clit and then sucking it harder. After a few minutes of the teasing, he returns to steady licking and sucking. "Can I come? Please can I come?" she pleads. He thrusts a third finger into her tight pussy, and she begins to come as she holds her breath. "Fuuucck. Don't stop." The words explode from her mouth as she gasps for air. He can feel her contracting around his fingers as he continues to probe her pussy. Her orgasm subsides. He sits down on the couch adjacent to her, and she flings herself at him. He catches her and holds her. He can feel her take in deep breaths. He gets up, takes her by the arm, and helps her to her feet. They walk from the living room upstairs to his bedroom. He positions her at the foot of his bed, facing the headboard. He retrieves several lengths of natural rope from the closet, and the air fills with the scent of hemp. With one of the lengths of rope, he wraps her right ankle several times and then secures the rope to the leg of the bed. Then he secures her left ankle in the same manner. Her legs are spread a bit wider then her shoulders. He places two pillows on the footboard of the bed. With her hands still cuffed behind her back, he has her bend forward at the waist until her belly touches the pillows. He takes a length of rope, wraps it around her right bicep, and then secures the rope between the slats of the footboard. He secures her left arm in the same manner. "Are you OK?" he asks. She nods. With her bound, he positions himself behind her and pulls her back by the hips. She would fall on her butt if it were not for the ropes binding her. "Now tell me when you can't handle the spanking anymore," he tells her. He stands alongside her. He takes a handful of her hair near the scalp and pulls her upright and begins spanking her butt, starting out slowly, then building the intensity. She squirms as the smacks land on her ass. "Do you want me to stop?" he asks her. She shakes her head. He continues spanking her with more intensity. Her ass is now turning red, and each smack leaves a white handprint, which soon returns to red. "OK. No more," comes from her mouth. He stops spanking her and sooths her ass with his hand. "Are you OK?" "Yes," she replies. "Are you aroused?" he asks. "Very." He goes to the closet and retrieves a dildo. He slides it between her legs and strokes it between her lips. She is very wet. He slides it into her pussy, and she moans as it enters her. Slowly, he strokes the dildo in and out of her. She pushes back to meet the dildo. Increasing the pace of the thrusting, he can feel her wetness on his hand. "Can I come?" she asks. "Not yet." He removes the dildo from her. Standing behind her, with his hips against her butt, he bends over and hugs her. "Are you OK?" he asks. "Yes. I am good." She's grinning now. He unties her feet and has her bring them together so that she can support herself. Then he unties her arms and he helps her stand up. He removes the handcuffs from her left wrist. He gives her a nice hug, and she returns the hug. "Please kneel," he says. She complies. Kneeling beside her, he cuffs her hands with the chain passing between her legs. This leaves one hand in the front and the other behind her. "That should allow you to rub your pussy," he states. He stands in front of her and directs her to back up. Slowly, he works her back into the corner of the room. He unbuckles his pants and pulls out his cock. "Open your mouth, and stick out your tongue," he commands. She complies. He places the head of his cock on her tongue. She licks it. He reaches down and removes the blindfold. "I want you to watch," he says. He slides his cock into her mouth, and she begins to suck it. In return, he strokes her hair. "I want you to rub your pussy." She begins rubbing herself, and the air is filled with the sound of the cuffs clanking. He pulls his cock from her mouth and strokes it in front of her. "Want it?" "Yes," she replies. He slides his cock back into her mouth. "You need my permission to come. Do you understand?" "Yes," she replies. He pulls his cock from her mouth and begins to stroke it close to her face. She can almost reach it. "I need some lube." He grabs her by the hair and puts his cock in her mouth to moisten it. He pulls it out and continues stroking it just out of reach of her. "Do you want to come?" he asks. "Yesss, please!" she says. "When my cum hits you, you can come. Agreed?" "Yess, I want to see you come. Come on me," she begs. The pace of his stroking quickens as he works his cock. She continues to rub her pussy. He begins to come. Jets of cum fall on her tits. "I'm coming!" she says. He continues coming on her tits and the cum begins to slide down her belly. As their orgasms subside, he kneels and unlocks the cuffs. He helps her to her feet. He tells her to go into the shower and says he will join her shortly. He strips and joins her in the shower. They take turns soaping each other up and rinsing off. He turns off the shower and grabs two towels from the towel rack. He dries her off. He tells her to climb into bed. He finishes drying himself and returns to the bedroom. He turns off the lights, climbs into the bed, and begins to spoon her. She pushes her butt back into his cock. He kisses the back of her neck. "Now, tell me what you are thinking?" he asks. One Time at Band Camp... This story is for the 2012 Earth Day Contest. Please comment, send feedback, and don't forget to vote! I appreciate any comments to help make my work better. Enjoy! * * * I am, and forever will be, a band geek. I played the trumpet in the marching band during high school and continued through college. I attended band camp as a teenager and I am now a paid camp counselor for two weeks every August. I graduated college this past spring and I should get a "grown up" job, but I don't want to. I live for those two weeks every August when I bring out my trumpet and meet the future musicians of the world. So for now, I am spending the summer working as a life guard. At the end of the summer, I will go to band camp. Once I return in September, I have to start looking for a real job. So my plan is to enjoy this summer as much as possible before reality kicks in and my parents kick me out. * * * It is the second Saturday in August. I arrive in the early afternoon to prepare before the campers arrive on Sunday. I get out of my beat up Chevy pick-up, slinging my duffel bag and trumpet case over my shoulder. It is a hot day and the sun is blazing. I am walking toward the registration building to check in when I hear a voice yell my name. "Hey Jackson!" I turn around to see a tall blonde woman sprinting toward me. I take off my aviator sunglasses and stare at the beauty bounding over to me. She has long blonde hair and looks about five and a half feet tall. She is wearing jean shorts and a tank top that cannot hide her bouncing C cup breasts. Her converse sneakers make a light slapping noise on the pavement as she reaches me. "Jackson! Is that you? It's me, Sarah! Don't you remember me?" I am standing there with a stupid smile plastered on my face because I cannot believe I am standing here, face to face with my high school crush, Sarah Donohue. Sarah was in the marching band with me in high school. She played piano and the trombone. She had lots of friends, good grades, and was very pretty, meaning totally out of my league. But this woman standing before me is not the girl I had a crush on in high school. I'm not the kid I used to be in high school either. You're probably thinking that I'm some scrawny guy with glasses and asthma and talks with a nasally voice. Well, that was me in high school. When I got to college, I started working out and built up some muscle. I'm about six feet tall, wear contacts now, and have lean muscles rippling across my body. When I finally organize the thoughts rushing through my head, I manage to squeeze out, "Sarah! Oh my gosh, it's been so long! How are you?" "I'm good. Great actually! It's my first summer back at band camp since high school. I can't believe you're here. You look so good!" "Yeah," I say with a short laugh. "I've been here every summer since high school, actually. And you look good too." Sarah blushes slightly but continues the conversation. "Do you still play?" Sarah asks while pointing at my case. "Only when I'm here. But once I put my trumpet to my lips, it's as if I never stopped." "I know, right? Well, I've gotta go help get the cabin ready, but I'm glad you're here. We should totally grab dinner some night." Sarah smiles and turns around on her heels and stuffs her hands in her pockets. "Okay, sounds good!" I yell back. Sarah just flips her hair and smiles at me. I turn and walk toward the registration building. While I fill out paperwork and get my accommodations, my mind wanders thinking about Sarah. Her huge tits bounce around my mind and I almost trip down the stairs leaving the building. -- This is going to be a long two weeks -- I think to myself as I make my way over to my cabin. There is a big campfire the first night to welcome all the counselors. Sarah sits next to me and we talk for hours about everything from college to where our friends are now. Her tits look so delicious as the fire licks up and down her body. Her laugh is infectious and fills me with warmth. She places her hand on my knee during one of her laughing fits, causing shivers to course through my body. Every time our eyes met, it is as if an electric current is passing between us. We part at the end of the night, leaving me wanting more of her. * * * It is the end of the first week of camp and we are stuck in the middle of a hurricane. We have not been able to let campers leave the cabins because of falling tree limbs and strong winds. To make matters worse, the generator is broken. This means no power and no running water. The management asked me to drive into town, which is two hours away, and buy another generator because I'm the only person with a truck. I decided to go when the rain let up. Sarah volunteered to come with me so now we are driving through the woods toward civilization. The rain is falling hard, hitting the windshield straight on. Visibility is low and after only an hour of driving, we almost get into an accident. I see the tree at the last minute and swerve to the right, crashing off the road and into some underbrush. "Holy shit! Are you okay, Sarah?" I cried frantically. "Yeah, I'm fine," Sarah sighs as she tries to stop herself from shaking. "But I don't know if we should keep driving in this weather." I turn the key in the ignition and hear the sputtering of the engine. "Fuck!" I rest my hands on the steering wheel and my head on my forearm and listen to the rhythmic beating of the rain. What do we do now? I lift my head up and see Sarah is resting her head back on the head rest with her eyes closed. Her chest rises and falls lightly as she tries to calm herself. I try to look out the window and see something bright red. Is that a barn? "Sarah," I whisper to her. She raises her head and looks at me with her bright blue eyes. "Look over there. There's a barn. We could run to it and stay there until the weather passes." Sarah gives me a quizzical look. "Umm...I guess so. Do you think that's safe?" "Probably not." Sarah gives me a little smile and I smirk back. "But we could either make it over there and find a dry place or stay in the truck. Up to you." After a few minutes of deliberating, we grab the first aid kit and extra blankets and wrap them in a tarp. The camp gave us supplies in case something should happen. We bolt across the field and are sopping wet when we reach the barn. After a good push, I open the barn door and we walk in. There are a few drips from the ceiling but otherwise, it is dry. There are birds nesting in the eaves but other than them, we are alone. "Mother Nature must be mad about something." Sarah comments as she takes off her rain jacket. The rain has soaked through her slicker and I can see she is wearing a lace bra through her thin, sopping wet t-shirt. To keep myself from staring, I busy myself with setting up a make shift sitting area. "Yeah, all these weather shifts are crazy." "Did you know that Venice is sinking?" I look up and realize Sarah's top is off and she is wringing out the water. She is turned away from me but I can see curve of her hips and her shapely ass, glistening with rain water. I am so distracted by her beauty that I don't realize Sarah is calling me. "Jackson, stop staring at my ass! Are you even listening to me?" "Oh! Haha, yeah sorry. Umm...what were you saying?" "Oh nothing, only that one of the most beautiful cities in the world is slowly melting away into the Adriatic Sea." I can hear the sarcasm in her tone and I know she is not mad. She puts her shirt back on and sits down on a bale of hay. She lays her head back and shuts her eyes, and in doing so, pushes her beasts toward me. I lay down on the blanket on the floor and close my eyes and drift off into sleep. * * * I wake up suddenly when I feel movement next to me. I open my eyes to see Sarah sitting on the ground next to me, watching me sleep. Seeing her here, there is something about Sarah. Something I can't quite put my finger on, but it excites me. I give her a smile and ask, "Hey Sarah, are you okay?" "Yeah, I'm fine. I just couldn't sleep anymore." "Sarah, you're shivering! Come over here." I pull my arm out from the jacket covering me and reach out to her. I can tell she is cold so she does not protest. I slide myself over to her and she settles in next to me. She fits perfectly in the crook of my arm. Her skin is warm and she smells of fresh rain with a hint of sweat. I feel something stirring deep in the pit of my stomach as Sarah moves in a bit closer. The rain is falling rhythmically outside of the barn. The light from an emergency candle in the corner sends warm shadows dancing across the dark walls. Laying here next to Sarah, I feel comfortable. I tilt my head down and look at Sarah's head on my chest. Our breathing is in sync. I begin to stroke her blonde mane when Sarah's eyes flutter open and she looks up at me. "What's on your mind, Jackson?" Sarah asks softly as I run my fingers through her hair. I don't know why I do this, but I kiss Sarah. It is a gentle kiss on the lips and I pull away after only a few seconds. Sarah looks surprised but her gaze does not leave mine. She gently pulls my head to her mouth and she kisses me back. Her lips are warm and I feel the tingling in my gut start to spread. Suddenly, I cannot get enough of her. I want her. I need her. I reach my hand up and pull her face to mine so I can kiss her harder. I part my lips and slip my tongue into her mouth. Sarah does not resist. She returns the gesture by running her fingers through my hair and caressing my face in her hands. After a minute, she pulls back from me to catch her breath. Her eyes are wide and her face is flushed. I brush the hair from her cheek and tuck it behind her ear. The next thing I know, Sarah is on top of me and is attacking my face with her mouth. My hands are gripping her tight ass and pulling her hips down to me. Sarah wraps her arms around me and I hold her against me as I roll over so I am on top of her. I can feel my cock growing in my pants and I grind against Sarah as she sucks on my tongue and lips. I pull away after a few minutes. Sarah's eyes lock onto mine and the words flow from my mouth like the water falling out of the sky. "I think you are beautiful. I've thought that since the day I met you freshman year of high school, only I was too shy to actually tell you to your face. But now, caught here in this barn during a hurricane, I feel like we're supposed to be here." Sarah just smiles and pulls my ear to her mouth. She murmurs softly, "I think this was meant to happen." When she pulls back, I am smiling and I press my mouth to hers again. Sarah's hands run down my back. They grab the edge of my damp shirt and pull it up and over my head. I use one hand to lift Sarah's back off the floor and the other to pull her shirt off roughly. Feeling my bare chest against her lace covered tits makes me go wild! I start kneading one of her breasts and rubbing her hard nipple with my thumb as our tongues twist together. Sarah moans deep in my throat and her hands travel down my spine to the waist of my jeans. They dance around my waist to the button and she quickly unbuttons and unzips my jeans, releasing my throbbing member from my pants. With that, I lift Sarah up again and almost rip her bra off. I envelop her breast into my mouth, savoring every part of her soft skin. I let my tongue caress her nipple and hear her take deep, sharp breaths. In turn, she grabs my shaft and works it hard, but I pull myself away. I want to get a look at Sarah's ravishing body. She is lying on the floor with her arms resting at her sides. Her hair is wild and clings to her face, neck, and chest. Her sun kissed skin shines and her eyes look wild with lust. I lean down and lightly kiss her on the chin, working my way down her neck and throat. I leave a trail of wet kisses around her delicious tits and tickle her stomach with my tongue. When I reach her lower abdomen, I rub my cheek against her. I feel her hands on my face and she swings my head up to face her. "Fuck me, Jackson." She commands with fire burning in her eyes. I rip her pants open and pull them down. She is wearing a flowered thong and I can see the spot of wetness between her legs. Sarah grabs my hands and forces me to rip off her panties. I kick off my pants and lean back down on top of her. Sarah moans as she grips my cock and leads it toward her moist opening. She rubs the tip of my yearning cock around her clit, her throbbing pussy lips, and her wet hole. I roughly grab both of her hands and pin them above her head. She raises her hips up and my yearning member teases her. When she begins to strain against my hold, I thrust myself inside of her, filling her completely. She is so warm and so wet. Our fingers intertwine above our heads. I start slowly at first, making sure to rub my pubic bone on her clit. Sarah closes her eyes and bites her lower lip, letting a soft growl escape her throat. I begin to move harder, pound faster, and I lean my face down to devour Sarah's mouth. It feels like only minutes before Sarah is screaming in pleasure as her orgasm rips through her body. I can feel myself getting closer but I tighten my muscles to keep from blowing my load. When Sarah's body calms, I state, "I want to come on your tits." She smiles a devilish smile and replies, "No, I don't think so." I try to hide my disappointment but it quickly fades away when Sarah adds, "You can't come on my tits because I want to taste you in my mouth." Sarah rips her hands free and flips me over onto my back. She kneels between my legs and swallows my dick. Her lips move effortlessly up and down my shaft and watching this gorgeous woman suck me off is the last straw. I moan out Sarah's name and release myself into her waiting mouth. She drinks everything. When I am done, she crawls up to meet me and lays down in my open arms. I stare at the ceiling and listen to the rain, which is now nothing more than a light sprinkling on the leaves of the trees. Sarah's arm is resting lightly over my chest and our fingers are locked together. "So that's what I was missing the last eight years, huh?" I question playfully. I feel Sarah laugh against my side. "Yeah, I guess so." "Well, all I can say is that I've never been so thankful for band camp before!" Sarah lets out a loud laugh. I chuckle a bit, too. Once our laughter subsides, I kiss Sarah on the forehead and we settle in together for the night. I drift off to sleep, thinking about this magical night and thanking Mother Nature for her divine intervention. One Time Birthday Offer Linda and I first met at the beginning of my senior year in college. She was an incoming junior that was transferring in from another school. Fortunately for me, I was a Resident Assistant which required me to attend the orientation session for new students a few days before the other returning students would arrive. It gave you me a great opportunity to check out the new girls prior to all of the other horny male college students returning. Linda was definitely one of the hottest new girls on campus and I knew that she would definitely be one of the most sought after girls on campus. I utilized the opportunity during those orientation days to at least meet Linda and determine that she was not currently dating anyone else. Linda had a gorgeous face, with beautiful eyes and sensuous lips. She shared with me that she was a dance major, which easily explained her unbelievable body. Linda had long sexy legs, topped off with an incredible rear and lastly, she had perfectly shaped breasts that although they were a little smaller were perfect size for her body. Over the first few weeks of the semester, I used every opportunity possible to spend time with her and get to know her better. It quickly became apparent that Linda had a very conservative upbringing, had not dated much and was still a virgin. Although I'll admit that when I first saw her, I was more interested in getting her in bed than starting a relationship, those feelings changed as I got to know what a terrific personality she had and how much fun she was to be around. Fortunately for me, she also felt the same about me, and the rest as they say is history. Rather than moving to Florida, as I had planned after graduation, I stayed in the midwest and rented a room in Linda's basement until we got married shortly after she graduated. When the time was right, Linda and I moved to Florida and began our family. Over the next 15 years, we were blessed with four incredible kids. And in addition to changes in homes and jobs, each of us put on a few pounds over those years, with mine actually being a few dozen pounds. The key difference was where those pounds went on each of us. In my case they went right to my gut, but in Linda's case they were perfectly distributed across her body. Those long sexy legs from college were still long and sexy. That incredible rear had gotten a little fuller, but was now even sexier as it gave Linda that sexy hourglass looking body. Her breasts plumped up to a perfect looking size C. And she still had that gorgeous face. So, I was indeed a very lucky guy getting to be married to such an amazing looking woman. Although both of us began our life together being sexually conservative, we slowly tried new things, usually the result of me begging Linda to do so. At some point fairly early in our marriage, we started reading erotic stories in Penthouse Letters. From there, we moved to watching porn occasionally. Over time, we became much more comfortable trying different positions and even doing some role playing. But, the one thing that never changed was that everything was only between Linda and me. As I have described, Linda has always had an amazing body and has been turning the heads of guys for the last 20+ years. When I was younger, I'll admit that I was a little jealous if someone was checking out my hot wife. But, as I got older, it definitely became a bigger turn on for me. She was my trophy wife. On a trip to Jamaica, after we had been married 10 years, we stayed at a resort that allowed topless sunbathing on the beach. That was the first time that Linda went topless, although we went to the far end of the beach to reduce the likelihood of being seen. Even though not many guys had the chance to see her perfect breasts on display, the turn-on I got from just seeing the reaction of those few guys that did see her was incredible. Getting her to go topless, when it was allowed, became one of my favorite things to do when just the two of us were vacationing together. Linda was usually willing to take her top off as long as she was not the only woman topless and that there was no chance we would run into someone we knew. Although Linda said it made her uncomfortable and that she only did it for me, I think she definitely got more comfortable over time, especially after being able to see the positive reaction she got from guys when they were really checking her out. Another thing that I was able to talk Linda into doing was going to a Swingers Adult Club when we were in a different city. We went as more of voyeurs to just watch other couples and to see what goes on. Not long after we were there the first time, another attractive woman sat next to Linda and asked her if she was into girls. When Linda politely responded "no", the woman walked away. The rest of that first visit, we just walked around and watched other couples before returning to our hotel room for some fun. On our second trip there, Linda and I did fuck in a side room as a guy stood in the doorway watching us from about 10 feet away. That was not our intent, but the private rooms were unusable, one thing led to another and the room we went into did not have a door that you could close. It was after that second visit, that Linda got a little nervous and said that she really did not want to go to one of those clubs again. Fortunately for me, and a lot of other guys, Linda and I have taken several vacations over the past 10+ years where she graciously put her amazing breasts on display. When the two of us are away from home, Linda is more comfortable wearing sexier clothing, which is also a huge turn-on for me. And although we have fantasized about erotic massages, threesomes and various other things, we've never done any one those because we are both conservative by nature, especially Linda. It also means a lot to both of us that I am the only guy that has ever made love to her. And although I may be slightly more willing to stretch the boundaries a bit, I would never do anything or allow anything to happen to Linda that she was not equally interested in doing. A few years ago, I began to ask for coupons or an erotic night as one of the items I'd like for my birthday. It was primarily a joke, but also a way to see if Linda had become interested in expanding our boundaries at all. She always turned me down on that gift request, but I kept trying. The reality was that I was a very, very lucky man. Not only had I found the woman of my dreams, but her looks became even more stunning as she aged. Linda was routinely carded until she was well into her 30's and still has the body and looks that turn heads. On top of that, we have a wonderful family and I am more in love with my beautiful bride every day. So, I was very content just looking forward to our romantic vacations together for the erotic thrill of watching her dress sexy or put her amazing breasts on display if it was allowed. Life was so simple. That is at least until I had a milestone birthday. In addition to the usual assortment of gifts from Linda and the kids, Linda handed me a sealed envelope when we were alone and said she had one final gift for me. When I started to open it, the first thing that popped into my head was that it was a sexy picture of Linda in lingerie, or better yet au natural. As I slid the sheet of paper out, I realized that rather than a sexy picture of Linda, it was actually a certificate. In bold letters on the top of the certificate it read: "This entitles you to: One Very Erotic Experience of Your Choice". Below that it listed the following "Conditions of this Gift": 1)The selected Erotic Experience must include both of us. 2)This is a ONE Time only offer and will NEVER be repeated. 3)Upon acceptance of this offer, it is agreed that no further requests for extreme erotic activities will ever be made again. 4)Whatever happens -- it will never be discussed or used against either of us. I was stunned and had all kinds of thoughts running through my mind. Is she serious? Would she really do ANYTHING I asked? If she would, what would I want it to be? What does she want me to do? What does she mean by these "conditions" that are listed? Linda could tell that my mind was racing a million miles an hour and asked me if I had any questions. So, I asked her if this was a joke and if not, could she please explain in greater detail of what she meant by each of the conditions. She started by saying that it was not a joke and that she would do whatever I came up with as a special gift for me since I have always taken care of and provided for our family. She realized that she may not like or be comfortable with whatever I wanted to do, but would do it this one time for me. Linda then went on to explain each of the conditions. The first condition that it must include both of us, simply meant that whatever I chose, both of us must be there and it was fine if other people were involved too. The second condition was obvious that it would only happen this once, so I better take advantage of it. She explained that the third condition is that I had to agree never to request, beg or push her into erotic situations that she may be uncomfortable with ever again. The good news was that she was fine with watching porn together, role playing, dressing sexy and even going topless when it is permitted. And the final condition was kind of like the "whatever happens in Vegas stays in Vegas" saying. We would not discuss it and definitely could not be upset at each other as a result of what happens. Still somewhat stunned, I asked Linda when she wanted to know what I wanted to do. She told me to take my time and really think it through, because she was very serious about this being a one-time only offer, so I needed to really think of what I wanted and hopefully get it out of my system. Over the next few days, I had problems staying focused as I was constantly thinking about this incredible gift. What do I do? I think I probably thought of every imaginable fantasy situation and my head was still spinning about what I wanted to do. I finally convinced myself that I need to handle this more like a project at work or home and organize my thoughts in a logical and orderly fashion. So, rather than try to come up with all of the details of these hundreds of ideas to choose from, I figured I needed to first figure out what my goal was. Was it a threesome, a swap, or whatever else you could imagine? I started by thinking about what is it that I enjoy to do with Linda today. That was pretty easy -- I just love being with her, holding her hand, planning things together, going shopping, watching her try on clothes, traveling, etc. Then, when I thought about it more from a sexual standpoint, most of what I enjoyed was just being seen with her. She was my "trophy wife" and wherever we went, I always had the hottest looking date. From there, I started to reflect on what the three most memorable experiences that Linda and I have had of a sexual and erotic nature. Although there were several that came to mind, there were three that clearly stood out most in my mind as being the biggest turn on for me. The third most memorable erotic experience for me occurred on a cruise that we took. The ship had an adults-only deck that allowed topless sunbathing. Linda and I went up there to get some sun and be away from the noise on the main pool deck. Fortunately for me, there were a few other women that were going topless, so as soon as we settled into our chairs Linda removed her bikini top. Not long after we had settled in, an attractive looking couple came up and sat in the chairs next to us. They were probably 5-10 years younger than us and clearly both into keeping themselves in shape. He did not appear to have an ounce of fat on his muscular body as he removed his shirt and settled into his chair. She also had an athletic-looking body with boobs a little smaller than Linda's. Over the next few hours, I caught him checking out Linda's body on several occasions. I was wearing dark wrap-around sun glasses and pretending to be sleeping much of the time, so I was able to see him checking her out without him knowing. Linda and his wife were in chairs next to each other, so he'd just look past his wife and stare at Linda. On the last 'day at sea' day, the same thing happened, only this time his wife left to go work out and he told her that he was going to take the day off and just enjoy the sun. Enjoy the sun he did as his eyes were almost always glued to Linda's body, although he tried to make it innocent by looking around a lot. The memory of this nearly perfect physical specimen of a man really checking Linda out is still a major turn on for me because she's my hot wife and not his. The second most memorable erotic experience for me occurred just a few years ago when Linda and I spent a week in Aruba. We stayed at a hotel that had its own private island. The island had a bar & grill, a family beach and an adults-only beach. Linda and I ended up spending a few days on the private island and each time spent part of the time on the adults-only beach to allow Linda to go topless. On the last day we were there, Linda removed her top as soon as we sat down as there were several other women that were also going topless. It was a beautiful warm day and as a result, we would frequently get up to cool off in the water. Up to this point, Linda would always put her bikini top back on when we went to the water and then take it off when we returned to our chairs. Many of the other women were not covering up and walking, standing or swimming while remaining topless. On one of the last times we got up to cool off in the water, when Linda asked me if I'd hand her the bikini top, I told her she did not need it. She looked around and said "fine". We both walked down to the water and cooled off while standing in about waist deep water. While we were talking, I noticed that a group of 5 early 20's guys walking down the beach. I decided to time Linda's and my return to our chairs to be right as they were walking past us on the beach to give them a great view. My timing was perfect as we walked from the water just in front of them, so they got a perfect view of Linda less than 10 feet in front of them. After we passed them, I heard a few comments that were definitely about Linda's body and perfect tits. As Linda and I settled back into our chairs, I looked down the beach and noticed that the groups of guys had stopped and were talking as they looked in our general direction. Linda commented that she was going to read her book, so I decided I'd try to take a short nap. I put on a ball cap and sun glasses. Just as I was about to close my eyes, I looked down the beach again to see what the group of guys were doing. They had started to walk back, but two of the five guys were walking towards the top of the beach instead of along the water like the other guys. I continued to watch as both sets of guys moved slowly in our general direction. I also pulled my ball cap down almost covering my eyes to give the appearance I was sleeping. As the group of three guys that was walking along the water got in front of us, they slowed down and each took another look at Linda, although we were at least 40 feet away from them as our chairs were near the top of the beach. It was then that I noticed, out of the corner of my eye, that the other 2 guys were walking right towards us. As they approached us they slowed down and walked right behind our chairs until they stopped just past Linda's chair. They were pretending to talk about something, as they just looked down at Linda's perfect breasts only a few feet away. I watched out of the corner of my eye as they continued to just stare at Linda's tits. Linda obviously knew they were there, but just kept reading. Finally after about 5 minutes, they walked down to the water's edge where their 3 friends were still standing, before they all left. Once they had gone, I commented to Linda that she just made their day and she said that it made her very uncomfortable knowing that they were just staring at her. Later that night, I brought up the fact that seeing her bare breasts was clearly the highlight of those guys' trip, and we had a very passionate love making session. To this day, I still bring up the two 20-something guys that really checked her out whenever she is feeling like she's getting older and losing some of her incredible looks. My most erotic memory though occurred on a trip the two of us made to Cancun. We were staying at an adults-only resort that was close to the city. I had read online that the resort had adult-oriented activities and also allowed topless sunbathing at their pools and their small beach area. When we got there, we realized that this was definitely the most "adult-oriented" resort we had ever stayed at, as they made you sign a document saying that you understood that you were not allowed to have sex in any of the public areas at the resort. Linda and I did some sightseeing and a little bit of sunning the first few days. She was more comfortable than normal going topless when we were at the pool, as the majority of women were not only topless when they were getting sun, but also when they were swimming or walking around the pool area. The female member of the activities staff also was topless as she ran the activities and walked around encouraging people to participate. On those first couple of days, Linda only kept her bikini top off when we were sitting in our chairs or if we jumped into the pool to quickly cool off. Since one of my biggest turn-ons is watching other guys check her out, it really limited the number of guys that could see her, as the pool was very large and the restroom and bar were at the far end away from where we were sitting, so if Linda walked to either of those she put her bikini top back on. Although she definitely turns heads in her bikini, with her long sexy legs and amazing ass, the staring and in some cases drooling becomes much more obvious if she has her perfect breasts on display. The activities were fun to watch, but too risqué for me to want to participate or even encourage Linda to do so. Naked pool volleyball for the guys was definitely not my thing, and I knew Linda would not even consider participating in a game where the women laid on the bar and guys ate things off their bodies using only their mouths. The following day, we chartered a boat for half the day and were taken along the shoreline and into some of the inland channels to see the huge homes. The boat had an open bow on the front, so Linda and I sat up there allowing us to get some great sun and the occasional mist of cool water as we hit waves. The guy driving the boat was a nice guy who enjoyed talking about Cancun and telling us who lived where. Throughout the ride and his commentary, he was regularly checking Linda out as he had a perfect view of her boobs trying to push their way out of her bikini top and the rest of her body as she sat directly in front of him on the cushioned bench of the open bow. Even though she knew he had a perfect view of her body and was definitely checking her out, since it was so relaxing sitting up in front of the boat and getting sun, she was fine just enjoying the ride. While we were getting into bed later that night, I commented to Linda how that kid was probably telling all of his friends about the amazing American babe that he got to stare at for half the day. She commented "yeah right", but then practically attacked me as we made love that night. It was on our last full day we were there that Linda surprised me though. We had decided to spend the entire day at the pool to work on our tans. As she had done each of the previous days, as soon as we picked our chairs, Linda removed her bikini top and sat down. As much as I hate to admit it, I became so used to women parading around topless that week, that you hardly noticed it. I'm guessing that's what Linda was thinking as well a short while later when she said she had to use the ladies room. Before I could hand her the bikini top, she had already gotten up and was walking to the restroom on the other side of the pool. As I watched my sexy wife walk around the pool, it was obvious that other guys were also really checking her out, much more so than any of the other topless women. There were 2 guys in particular that had their eyes glued to her as she walked right in front of them and into the ladies room. It was pretty obvious from their lively discussion after she had entered the ladies room that they were talking about her. I decided to get closer to them, so I got into the pool and swam over to the side of the pool within about 10 feet of where they were sitting. I had just gotten there when Linda came out of the bathroom and walked back to our chairs, not even noticing me in the water as she walked by. I watched as again these guys' eyes were glued to Linda's incredible body as she walked past us. As soon as she was out of range to hear them, one of the guys commented to the other that she had incredible tits. The other guy agreed and said that she should be in Playboy. One Time Birthday Offer By the time I was swimming back across the pool Linda had noticed that I was in the water and joined me to cool off. I thought about telling her about what the guys said, but did not want to make her uncomfortable to the point that she would cover up the rest of the day. Over the next few hours, not only did she make a few more trips to the ladies room, but she also went up to the bar to get us a couple of drinks -- all while remaining topless. And every time she went, she had all eyes on her. It was such a turn on, realizing that the woman that I'm married to, is not only amazing looking in my eyes, but in all of these other guys as well, many of which were 10-15 years or more younger than us. To this day, I still get hard when I think of the reactions she got when she paraded around that pool topless. So, while I was reflecting back on what Linda and I had experienced to that point, I honestly thought we were pretty conservative. Sure, I'd let and even want other guys to see her incredible breasts, but no one but me could touch them. On top of that, we were both 100 percent faithful to each other and our marriage. The only thing that went beyond that were our fantasies, which we would occasionally role play with just Linda and I playing all of the parts. So, now in front of me, I had the chance to make one of those fantasies real. How far was I willing to go? Would it be ok for some other guy to touch Linda's breasts? What about her pussy that only I have seen and touched? Clearly, based on my most memorable erotic experiences, I love it when other guys look at my hot wife and imagine to themselves things like what she'd be like in bed. I once again found myself with a flurry of ideas racing through my mind. I finally decided to make a list and go through each idea and either rule it out or put it down as a possibility to then be looked at later and make a decision on. The first scenario I wrote down was a full swap with another couple. The idea of somehow meeting another couple, then having one thing lead to another to the point where we would switch partners and have sex in the same room. To be honest this was one of the easiest to remove from my list. Among the questions and concerns were; how do you find another couple, how do you ensure that it only happens once, and what about the possibility of getting some kind of disease. As I thought about those questions, I figured there would be things you could do in each case to reduce or eliminate the concern, but then I found myself thinking selfishly. I have an incredible looking wife that is equally incredible in bed. What are the odds that the wife of this other couple is even remotely as good looking or sexy as Linda? And, do I honestly think another woman could turn me on? Maybe just watching Linda with the other guy would, but I'd definitely being getting cheated from the wife's perspective. Why would you want to trade filet mignon for liver? On top of that, I was not 100 percent sure that I could handle or would be comfortable with another guy fucking Linda. So, I eliminated a full swap from the list. The next scenario I wrote down was a soft swap with another couple. Not sure if it's the official definition, but my definition would be swapping with another couple for the foreplay type activities and then switching for the actual intercourse to be back with your own partner. So, I thought of the possibility of going out with another couple and then going back to their house for some drinks. From there, it could lead to some games which would eventually take on an erotic nature and suddenly we are each working on each other's partner, until we'd switch for the grand finale. This idea definitely had some intriguing parts and eliminated my concern about someone else fucking Linda, but I still came back to the same concerns that I had with the full swap. I know I'd be getting ripped off from a standpoint of quality of the female, but in the end I'd get to eat the filet mignon, so maybe it was a possibility. I decided to leave it on my list to at least consider. From there I moved to a scenario that would eliminate the possible jealously factor, at least from my perspective. The scenario was having a threesome with Linda and another woman. This scenario definitely got high marks as I thought about Linda and the other woman gently kissing and feeling each other as their bare breasts rubbed against each other. I could sit back and watch as they explored each other's body. I was definitely thinking that this scenario was a good one until I thought about eventually having these two these naked women lying side by side on the bed waiting for me to climb on top and bury my cock into one of them. Once again, I thought that there was no way I'd even consider the other woman, unless she was Jennifer Aniston or Minka Kelly, and even then Linda would still have the better all-around package. Although I did think it would be erotic watching Linda with another woman, or the other woman helping me please Linda, in the end I decided to eliminate this scenario as it seemed a little selfish on my part. I know that a FMF is every man's fantasy, but the way I see it, I'm already living every man's fantasy by being with and getting to make love to Linda. I don't know if I was feeling guilty or not, but the next few scenarios I wrote down were more about Linda's body being appreciated by multiple guys. The first was to find an adult store that had booths with glory holes. I was thinking it would be very erotic for Linda and me to go into one of these booths and to start fooling around. Then at some point, guys in the booths next to ours would reach through the hole to touch Linda or place their cock through the hole for Linda to check out. The thought of complete strangers reaching into our booth and mauling Linda's tits as I fucked her, or for her grabbing onto their cocks was really getting me aroused. But then that little voice inside my head started saying all of the problems with this idea. To start with diseases from typically dirty and nasty type guys that may be disrespectful to Linda. After all, Linda's incredible body is to be worshipped, not hurt or scarred in any way. So, as quick as the glory hole idea was added to my list, I was crossing it off. From there I went to the idea of having the two of us go to a strip club for amateur's night. I've heard some strip clubs have a night where they allow customers to get up on the stage to dance and strip. This idea was definitely appealing from the standpoint of a lot of other guys getting to see Linda's amazing body, not to mention if they also gave her money as she danced. But, like the glory hole scenario, I was worried about my ability to control the situation which could lead to something inappropriate happening to Linda, depending on what the customers feel they could do. I know there are probably strip clubs that might be better run, but in the end this idea also felt much too sleazy for my hot classy wife. I also thought for a moment about just going to a strip club together and watching the dancers, whether they be male or female, and possibly even arranging a lap dance for Linda. This idea I liked, but it also seemed tame enough that maybe we could try this some time without having to use my certificate for it. So, I crossed off the strip club amateur night scenario and wrote down a question about possibly going to a strip club together some time. Since I knew Linda would not be comfortable going back to a Swingers Club, I thought about the possibility of going to a resort like Hedonism. I knew Linda's incredible body would definitely be well-liked there, as it was at the milder resort we went to in Cancun. The adult activities would definitely be fun to at least watch and Linda would be able to show off her incredible body. As I thought of that though, I was not as comfortable with Linda parading around totally naked for all to see her pussy. It's probably my conservative side coming out, but to me that's much more private, not to mention a little disgusting thinking about other people going all around the resort naked and sitting on chairs and stuff. I'm sure that some of these resorts have clothing required areas, so that might be a possibility, but I would definitely not be interested in totally nude wherever they wanted. So, in the end I decided to also cross this scenario off the list, unless it was more in line with the resort we went to in Cancun. I then started thinking about the idea of going out to a bar or dance club and watching her get hit on by other guys as I watched from across the room. Just based on seeing how other guys check her out when she dresses a little less conservatively, I knew she would definitely be approached. As I thought about how hot it would be to watch her flirt with these complete strangers, I was really becoming aroused. But then that damn little voice in my head started saying it would be wrong to lead on those poor guys. It's one thing to let them see her topless on the beach and imagine what she'd be like in bed. It's totally different for her to flirt with them and give them the impression that there might be more, only to basically tell them it's a joke. To be honest, how they might react was a concern, not to mention really having to watch them to make sure they did not try to drug Linda. So, I decided that if we were going to do something, our intentions had to be honest and I eliminated this idea from the list. The last idea I wrote down on my list is something that we have fantasized about many times. The scenario is that I arrange an erotic massage for Linda and ideally watch it unfold. The massage would start like a normal massage with her getting a massage from a good looking masseur who would begin working on her back. She'd be wearing underpants, but be topless. After completing her back and getting Linda very relaxed, the masseur would instruct her to roll over and position a towel so her amazing breasts would be covered when she turned over. The massage would continue as a normal massage on Linda's front from her feet up to her shoulders, of course skipping past her panty covered pussy and towel covered breasts. It is when the masseur reaches her shoulders that he decides to press his luck and begins to gently rub the sides of Linda's breasts as he rubbed her sides. From there, he would eventually brush his thumbs over her very erect nipples causing her to give a light moan. Since he had not gotten any resistance, the masseur would slowly uncover her perfect breasts before giving her a thorough breast massage. Our fantasy eventually has the masseur sticking his cock into Linda's pussy, but as I explained earlier, that is not something that I'd be comfortable with. But, that left me with the possibility of arranging a special massage for Linda that would include her getting a breast massage. This was definitely one I decided to keep on the list. The only downside is that only one guy would be getting to appreciate the feel of her amazing breasts. So, as I looked at my list, only three ideas were not crossed off completely. The first was having a soft swap with another couple. I again thought about this and decided that something like that would need to happen naturally. Although there's no doubt I'd still be getting ripped off in terms of quality of the women, if in the right circumstances something like this happened and Linda and I were both ok with it, then it could be very erotic. But forcing it to happen by planning it would most likely only lead to disappointing results, so I crossed the soft swap off the list. The next item on the list was the question about Linda and me going to a strip club some time. I decided that I would mention it to Linda that I had actually thought about it, but decided to move it to a question since I felt it was pretty tame and might be fun to check out some day. That left me with the erotic massage idea. Being surprised that I was down to a single idea, that was in all honesty not too risqué, I found myself looking through the list of my most erotic memories and possible scenarios again. While doing so, it occurred to me that I was very comfortable with what Linda and I have done, but not very comfortable going beyond that. Could it be that I don't really want anything more erotic, but just want more of the same type experiences? I then started to think about whether Linda would be upset if I had not come up with anything else. Maybe she wants to take another step, which is why she really gave me this chance. Am I letting her down by not setting up a gangbang or something? In the end though, I decided that what I'd really like to do is to schedule another getaway vacation for the two of us to some place we have not been before. And in addition to seeing the new sites and excursions of this vacation spot, if we could also stay at a resort that allowed topless sunbathing and perhaps even had some adult-oriented entertainment and activities, that would be an added bonus. When I started thinking about the erotic massage, I decided to include that as well, but with one twist. While on this vacation, I would like to arrange a special massage for Linda, but I'd want Linda to be blindfolded after she met the masseur. The masseur would give Linda the normal massage and at some point I would either take his place for the breast massage or let him have the best tip he ever received by getting to massage Linda's perfect breasts. I thought that as I watched him rub Linda's body all over, I would quickly get a feeling of whether I was fine with him touching her bare breasts. With Linda being blindfolded, it would allow her to imagine whatever she wanted. If, for instance, she was uncomfortable with another guy massaging her breasts, she could imagine that I took over at that point in the massage. When I met with Linda and shared with her all of the possible ideas I had before deciding on my choice, she smiled and said that it sounded perfect. She even agreed that visiting a strip club, as observers only, might be fun, but she highly doubted that the right setting for a soft swap would ever happen. As we started talking about possible destinations for our next erotic vacation together, I told her that she can pick the location and surprise me. Three months later, we were off to the surprise destination that she chose, but that's a story for another day. I will say this though, it was perfect. Just getting to spend time alone with my hot and sexy soul mate was amazing.