0 comments/ 33833 views/ 7 favorites Book Club Chronilces -Susan By: fulfilled_ann Our relatively small book club has been running for many years, with the same ladies as members. We are all happily married -- to our first husbands - and have kids that are nearly adults themselves. Having known each other for years we have shared many close personal stories. However, being very discrete women it took some time for us to realize that we had all indulged at some stage in our lives, in some form or level of extra-marital sexual pleasures. I have captured the spirit of these stories in writing, This is the story of Susan's first exposure to extra-marital excitement. ******************************** Dave and I had decided to go on an island holiday that year. We both enjoyed the beach and sea but preferred the quieter resorts, especially in the off-season. We were planning on starting a family soon and wanted to enjoy what was potentially our last holiday without kids. The holiday was proving to be just what we wanted. The resort was quiet, relaxed, with good food and good wine and discreet but very friendly hotel staff. All this made for a romantic time and for great sex. As was inclined to happen when we got more relaxed on holiday we would also indulge in slightly more adventurous sex, but always only in the confines of our bedroom. I was happy as the sex on holiday had been very good. We enjoyed a lot of the water based activities available at the hotel and soon became quite friendly with Mark, the guy in charge of arranging the activities. He was a good looking guy, well built and tanned and Dave teased me about looking him up and down. I did acknowledge that he was attractive but just laughed when Dave suggested I fancied him. I had never had had any relationship with another man, but did -- like most women I assume - have some little fantasy of getting seduced by a hunky man. I would never discuss this with Dave, although he had some years ago told me of his fantasy of watching me being seduced and fucked by another man. I never really quite understood the reasons behind such a fantasy, and assumed that it was just a once off dream as he never mentioned it again. One of the activities at our hotel was a boat trip around to the other side of the island to a secluded beach that could only be reached by boat. It was a day trip, with a picnic lunch provided. We had booked our trip a few days earlier and really looked forward to the days outing. We got to the pier at the appointed time and found we were the only guests there. Just as we were starting to wonder if the trip had been cancelled, Mark arrived and told us that we were the only ones booked for the day, so they would not use the normal, big boat, but he would take us out in the speedboat. On the way he pointed out various island features and kept us entertained with various guest stories. One of the features he pointed out was a small bay edged by large boulders on either side and lush green forest on the inland side. He said he really liked to go there for some personal time as that little beach never seemed to be used by anybody else. Mark dropped us off at the allocated beach, making sure we had sunscreen, drinks etc, before he headed back to the hotel. We would be picked up early afternoon he said. It was wonderful being on our own on the isolated beach and as we swam and relaxed. Dave even managed to persuade me to tan topless -- something I would never do if there were other people around. Dave of course offered to rub sunscreen on my untanned tits and I willing accepted knowing that it would feel good. I did not really care if I got turned on by it since we were the only ones on that inaccessible beach. As he lovingly rubbed the cream on my breasts, he gave me a naughty grin and said he was sure that Mark would like to see my nice firm tits. I smiled at his compliment. I knew that he loved my 36C tits that had retained a good shape and were still nice and firm. "I'm sure he see's many topless girls here in the summer. Why would he want to see mine specifically?" I responded to Dave. "Just because you have a great body" Dave smiled at me and started giving my nipples more attention. Soon my nipples got hard and I felt the familiar pleasurable tingling sensations indicating the start of arousal. Dave knew the tell-tale signs well and leaned over and gave me a long kiss. I reached across and stroked him through his shorts, and commenting on his growing hard-on. Dave upped the ante, sliding his hand across tummy and under the elastic of my bikini pants. I was normally very nervous about sex outdoors because of the chance of being seen, but somehow I felt quite secure on this secluded beach. Besides which the combination of the warm sun on my exposed breasts and Dave's sensual touch was getting me quite turned on. I started thinking that I may even consent to having sex on the beach -- which was quite an erotic thought. Just as I was really getting into the idea of sex in the open we heard the distinctive sound of a motor boat approaching. Feeling thwarted and sexually a little frustrated I quickly pulled on my bikini top as Dave and I watched the boat approach. To our surprise it was Mark, back much earlier than we expected him. He beached the boat and told us he had the rest of the day off because it was so quiet at the resort. Our sexual frustration soon dissipated as Mark joined us playing in the calm warm seas. After a while Mark asked if we would like to go to "his" beach as he referred to the beach he had showed us earlier. We both liked the idea of going somewhere where very few other tourists had been. Mark stopped the boat a little way off the beach telling us that there were boulders that prevented him going further in-shore. We all just jumped over the side and Mark started the fun by ducking me and Dave under the water. This resulted in much high spirited jostling in the water. At one point I came up from under water to find my strapless bikini top down around her waist. I quickly turned my back on Mark as I pulled to top back up, but blushed nonetheless knowing that he had seen me topless, even if it was only briefly. I silently cursed my choice of a strapless bikini top for that day. One with straps would have been much more secure for this type of frolicking in the water. Still with my back to him I heard Mark casually remark, "Hey Sue .... you don't have to put you top on just for me. We get many women tanning topless here. Besides which you look in great shape." I was taken aback when Dave also chipped in, and I saw him wink at Mark as he spoke. "Come on honey, why don't you carry on tanning topless? There is nobody else around here and Mark says he doesn't mind." I just stared back at him, not knowing if really wanted me to expose my tits to Mark (which I did not plan on doing) or if he was merely letting me know that he was okay with me going topless (even in front of Mark) if I wanted to do so. I remembered that Dave had sometimes told me that he fancied the idea of other men seeing me topless, since he wanted them to see what he thought was a sexy pair of tits. Not quite knowing what Dave's intentions were I did not reject him out of hand and decided to play along by replying, "I'll see how I feel about it." Fortunately the men left it at that. Mark produced some cold beers from the boat and we gratefully downed the refreshing amber liquid while just drifting around in the lovely calm sea water. Feeling refreshed from the cold drinks the messing around in the water started again. Mark started diving under me, then picking me up and throwing me up in the air to then splash down in the water. He was clearly quite strong judging from how easily he seemed to toss me in the air. I was having fun -- and had to admit that I was actually quite enjoying the attention from Mark. To my horror the next time Mark playfully tossed me out of the water I felt my bikini top come right off. I assumed it was from the force of the water on it, but I did fleetingly wonder if Mark had intentionally tugged it loose as he tossed me. Whatever the cause my tits were uncovered again. Before I surfaced from the water I quickly covered my tits with one arm, and then used my other hand to wipe the salt water from my eyes as I stuck my head just above water. I frantically looked around for my top and was relieved to find it drifting near me. I quickly grabbed it and turned my back on Mark to put it back on again. I glanced at Dave, who gave me a little smile and nonchalantly watched as I tried to regain my composure. As I maneuvered my top to put it back on I panicked. In consternation I looked across at Dave and held up my bikini top. "The strap has broken. I can't put it on!" I looked at Dave pleading for help. Before he could respond, I was aware of Mark next to me. "Oh I am really sorry if I caused that ...... But never mind, you really don't need that. You can just enjoy being closer to nature in this beautiful place!!" Without asking he took my broken bikini top from me and tossed it into the boat. I was a bit stunned. I did not have anything to wear that would cover my tits. I looked at Dave and then at Mark to see if they would offer some solution. They in turn were just looking at me, Mark with a bit of a wry smile, waiting to see what I would do. Realizing that I actually had no option but to go topless, I gradually lowered my arm that was covering my breasts. I felt my nipples harden in response to a naughty thrill that ran through me as I revealed my naked tits to Mark. Giving him a sheepish smile I said, "Well I guess you I am just going to have to go topless then." I noticed that Dave was grinning. Obviously he was pleased that I had been forced to expose my tits to another man -- and so had fulfilled his fantasy. I felt a strange mixture of excitement and nervousness at being topless next to these men -- especially Mark. Not knowing quite how to deal with it I dived and swam under the water to surface closer to the shore and further away from the men. The water was much shallower there obliging me to fully expose my naked upper half to the men as I stood up in the water. I wondered how I was going to deal with being topless in front of both men for the rest of the day. I had never been topless in front of another man since I had started dating Dave many years ago. It felt all the more "illicit" going topless now since we were also outdoors. I needed a drink to calm my nerves as I came to terms with my situation. I called back to Mark as I headed for the beach. "Please bring us another cold beer Mark. I need something to cool me down." As I said it I realized the double meaning -- that I was potentially getting hot and aroused from being exposed. I silently admitted to myself that I was a bit aroused from the experience. I heard Mark and Dave both chuckle as the double meaning was obviously not lost on them. I wondered if they had noticed my erect nipples even though I had been a little way away from them when I had surfaced from the water. Feeling less exposed at this distance from the boat I watched as Mark secured the boat and got out some beers. Dave was already heading to shore. When he got to the beach I quickly approached him and spoke to him urgently but quietly. "Are you okay with me being like this in front of Mark?" He glanced down at my naked tits topped by still erect nipples and gave me a huge smile. "You look so fantastic, I'm proud to have you topless in front of him!" I felt a mixture of relief and confusion at his willingness to have me exposed to Mark. Sensing my confusion (Dave is great at reading my body language) he gave me a hug and whispered in my ear. "I wouldn't even mind if you stripped off completely -- you have got such a sexy body to show off." "Oh go away ..... you horny man," I playfully chided him and gave him a little push toward Mark who was just coming out of the water with beers, beach towels and sunscreen. Mark was clearly quite accustomed to ensuring that his hotel clients were well looked after. As he approached us I felt a deep down little thrill of arousal again knowing that Mark was going to see my tits from close up, exposed in the sun. I found myself hoping that he liked what he saw. I still felt proud of my 36C tits, which were nice and firm. Mark carefully put down everything and then walked over to me with a towel. "Let me dry the water off you before it evaporates and leaves a salty layer on your skin, which can make you itch," he said starting to rub the towel over my back. I was rather taken aback at Mark's casual approach given that I was standing there topless. I tried to cover up my surprise by responding, "Wow Mark .... you really are very considerate." As I spoke I tried to look casual about placing my one hand on my opposite shoulder, thereby more-or-less covering my exposed breasts. I still felt distinctly awkward (even if a bit excited) about being topless around Mark. Mark dried my back and then moved down to do the same to the back of my legs. I tensed up slightly as he lingered just a bit longer around the top of my thighs and around my bikini bottom. Fortunately it was not a thong type, even though it was only just adequate to cover my butt. Having dried the back of me, Mark purposefully moved around to the front of my legs and I could not help wondering if I should stop him at some point. Surely he was not going to try to dry my naked tits? I smiled down at him as he dried my calves and then my thighs. He continued his task seemingly with the sole intent of getting me dry. Although he made it all seem innocent, his hand did briefly touch my crotch. My body gave a small involuntary jerk as he touched me there. I tried to surreptitiously glance across at Dave to see if he had noticed what had happened. If he had noticed it either did not bother him, or he was just pretending that he had not noticed anything. I was still deliberating in my own mind whether Mark's touch had been intentional when he gently took hold of my arm that had been covering my breasts and eased it away from my body and dried it. He did this all so nonchalantly that I felt I could not resist. I did blush, however, as my nipples went erect again and Mark got his first close up view of my completely naked tits. As Mark dried that arm I wondered if he would actually be forward enough to try to dry my tits as well? What if he did? Should I let him do so? Did I want him to do so? I had let him dry the rest of my body, so how would I be able to end it before he touched my tits? I felt I really shouldn't allow him to dry my breasts .... but also knew that it would be quite a naughty thrill to have him touch me there. Mark dropped the first arm at my side and picked up the other to dry it. As he did so he gave me a soft, open smile. "You should tan topless more often. You have beautiful tits. Be proud of them and don't hide them." I blushed again, and responded in a slightly embarrassed tone to Mark. "I'm glad you think they look good." I didn't really know what else to say. "Oh they certainly do!" said Mark, not hesitating to reach out and dry my breasts. I was caught totally off guard by Mark just reaching out and touching my tits. I had really expected he would ask before touching such a sensual part of a woman's body. I really did not know how to react and ended up just staring down at his hands toweling my tits dry. A distinct thrill ran through my loins feeling and watching this man rubbing my tits. Mark tossed the towel over his shoulder. Looking me right in the eye and with a mischievous grin on his face he reached out with his bare hand and cupped one of my tits. He fondled it briefly and ran his fingers over my very erect nipple before stepping back from me. My body gave another involuntary jerk, in response to the erotic thrill that ran through me. My nipples are very erogenous zones and Mark had caused a strong tingle in my body. "Beautiful tits, nice and firm and lovely nipples ..... Sue, you look fantastic. You could happily tan topless on any beach." Mark smiled at me again as he started walking back to where Dave was sitting on a spread out towel. "Who would like a cold beer?" Mark called out, defusing the slightly erotic ambiance that had developed. I stood there looking at Mark and Dave. I was trying to come to terms with the fact that in the past few minutes I not only had ended up topless in front of another man, but he had actually fondled my tits in front of my husband who had not objected ..... and most of all, I had found it all quite exciting. I gladly accepted the cold beer that Mark offered to me. Quite aside from needing to cool down the sensual ambiance I was finding it very warm in the sun. The refreshing beer went down easily and quickly, as my mind tangled with my new experiences. What was it that made it exciting to expose myself to Mark? I was not surprised that his touching my tits had given me a thrill, but I wondered if the fact that my husband had allowed it to happen had actually added to the sensuality of it all. Mark laid out a towel for me which I gratefully reclined on as I finished my beer. Despite claiming to have seen many women topless on the beach I noticed that Mark was openly enjoyed looking at my tits. "Is this really the first time you are tanning topless Sue?" he asked. I just nodded in reply, which prompted him to ask, "I am surprised, since you have such a good figure. Are you shy about showing off your figure, or does Dave not like you to go topless?" Mark probed. I was a little at a loss for words at this direct questioning. Dave seemed to sense this so he responded. "Oh I don't mind at all. In fact, I would love her to tan topless every time we go to the beach. That way I can enjoy her looks - and see other men appreciating her body as well." Dave gave Mark a grin indicating that he was aware that Mark was appreciating seeing me topless. I frowned at Dave hoping that he would understand that I would prefer him to keep quiet, rather than expose his fantasies to Mark. Despite my concern over Dave saying a little too much, I had to admit that I loved him for his compliment. I always liked the reassurance that he still found me sexy. As I had feared, Mark picked up on Dave's desire to see me go topless. "Well it seems you have an open invitation from your husband to show yourself off Sue. In fact he says he wants you to expose yourself. Are you embarrassed to be topless in front of me?" Mark asked before lowering his voice in a conspiring tone, "Or are you actually getting a little thrill from exposing your breasts in front of another man and don't want to admit it?" he added with a naughty chuckle. I gave a nervous laugh - which rather embarrassingly probably indicated to him that he was not far off the truth - and tried to deflect the question. "Are you always so forward with your hotel guests?" "Only the really sexy ones -- and especially the sexy ones that I bring to this beach" Mark winked and grinned at me. "I thought you said you regarded this as your beach. So do you bring lots of "sexy" women to this beach then Mark?" I decided to try to direct the questions at him, rather than me being the focus. "Oh only those that I think will take off their tops for me" Mark teasingly responded to me, and then added with a wink to Dave, "and those that will strip off completely of course!" "Do you really get women that will go naked here on this beach?" I asked, somewhat surprised at his flippant comment. I could not help but glance around to see how exposed one would be if you were totally naked on this beach. "If they start topless they often end up naked as they relax and appreciate how deserted this beach is," Mark replied sensing my doubt. I tried to assess if Mark was being serious or just having me on. It struck me that possibly it was only single, free spirited women that had the freedom to act in this way. I challenged Mike. "I guess those must all be single women -- who are probably trying to charm you and win your favour." Book Club Chronilces -Susan "You would be surprised Sue - the majority of those that like to go naked are married. And they come here with their husbands. Some of the couples view this as a discrete little nudist beach and both get naked. Sometimes the women ask me to get naked as well. Some men just enjoy watching their wife strip off and walk around naked on the beach-- and they get a thrill from their wife getting naked in front of me." "My oath Mark! You certainly do meet some interesting people ..... What else happens here?" I asked almost in disbelief. "Well, you surely can guess. When people get naked and relaxed in the sun, they often get horny. So from time to time people end up having sex on the beach as well," Mark replied in a matter-of-fact way. "And I suppose that you watch them doing that as well?" I responded a little indignantly, but also intrigued. "Sometimes I watch ... sometimes I take part. Quite a few women love the thrill and erotic adventure of having sex with another man on the beach. And mostly the husbands want to watch." Mark replied in a tone that indicated he was quite serious. "Good grief Mark! I am amazed!! Do women honestly have sex with you in front of their husbands?" I could not believe what he was telling us. "Oh absolutely! Women seem to get very horny and adventurous in this environment, and their husbands find pleasure in watching them explore new forms of erotic excitement." I was astounded and looked over at Dave. "Can you believe that? Why would a man want to watch his wife getting it on with another man?" It was a bit of a rhetorical question, so I was a little surprised when Dave actually answered me. He said he was intrigued by what Mark had told us adding that he could relate to these couples. "Well if you have a sexy wife -- as I do -- sometimes you just want to see her enjoy her natural sexuality to the full. You want to be part of it but also want to be able to stand back and watch your gorgeous wife engrossed in her own erotic pleasure. You cannot enjoy her pleasure to the full if you have to be heavily involved in providing it." I stared at Dave trying to absorb what he had just said. Was this what he really wanted, or was it just an elaborate fantasy? Either way I would really have preferred if this did not come out in front of Mark -- especially given that I was sitting topless on a deserted beach with Mark and Dave. Sensing my consternation Dave tactfully shifted the focus of the discussion. "Mark, I can relate to men who enjoy watching their women having sex. But do you think that the women enjoy being watched while they get screwed?" "I guess it varies. Some get a thrill from it, others don't seem to care -- they are so lost in the thrill of the sexual adventure of having sex out here that they show little reaction to their husbands. All I can say is that often they come back for follow-on sessions." I could not resist teasing Mark. "Goodness Mark, besides all your other hotel jobs, you play the role of gigolo as well!" I found myself wondering if he was as competent at the "lover" role as he was in providing some of the other hotel services. I could not stop my eyes drifting over Mark's body, assessing him in his role as gigolo. Diverting the attention away from him, Mark turned to me. "So Sue, does that put into perspective your going topless today?" He paused to let the question sink in. "I got the feeling that you got a bit of excitement from being topless in front of me -- so I guess you are able to relate to other woman enjoying bit of erotic excitement out here." I could not stop myself giving him a coy smile and a barely perceptible nod, acknowledging that he was close to the truth. I certainly did appreciate some level of the thrill factor. Mark clearly took note and decided to explore my response. "Being your first time going topless in front of other men, you probably got a bit of a thrill having your tits exposed to me?" I blushed a bit, and looked at across at Dave wondering what his reaction would be, before nodding my head. Mark's question was so direct, and both he and Dave had seen my erect nipples, so I could not deny being aroused. I looked at Dave again, trying to assess if he would be cross. He responded with an understanding smile and wink, which was a bit of a relief. Mark probed my feelings a bit further. "Did it feel naughty when I touched your breasts in front of your husband? Did you feel some exciting pleasure?" I just nodded again, knowing that I could only answer honestly. "So you have had just a little taste of the thrill that some other women -- and men -- sometimes get out here in the sun. It's good to enjoy life's pleasures and be open about doing so. Tell me how you have felt since your top came off earlier." Mark was proving to be quite a subtle manipulator. Mark had really put me on the spot asking for me to tell him about the feelings I experienced. How could I do this in front of Dave? I looked across at my husband not knowing how to respond. "I feel a bit awkward talking about this Mark," I replied shyly. Mark teased me. "Oh come on Sue. We're relaxing and just having an open chat amongst us. I just want you to share your experiences." Winking at Dave, he chuckled, "I promise I will not tell your husband!" Sensing an awkward moment, Dave spoke up. "Honey, you can be honest with Mark. You won't upset me." It was not really the input I wanted from him. Now I would have to talk openly and I knew I would be embarrassed by having to admit that I had found the experiences quite a thrill. I consciously avoided looking at Dave, and stared down at the sand as I hesitantly opened up to Mark. "Well I guess I did feel a naughty thrill when I first realized that you were going to see me topless. I didn't know quite how to handle it, so that is why I got out of the water quickly, to try to compose myself before you got close to me again. When you dried me it did feel exciting, partly because you could see my tits up very close, but especially when your bare hand touched my tits and caressed my nipple I felt quite aroused." "But at least it stopped there." I hastily added before looking at Dave again to see if he was okay with my admission of being aroused. I was a bit surprised but also relieved when he gave me an encouraging smile. "And how do you feel about Dave's acceptance of what's happened?" Mark probed. Feeling a little more confident having got the first confession out of the way with no negative response from Dave, I replied more easily this time. "Well I was quite surprised that he was okay with me being topless in front of you. He did not seem to object to you touching me either. I know Dave loves me so I am not sure what to feel -- but it is quite liberating to know that he is not overly jealous, and seemed to accept whatever I was okay with." I glanced at Dave questioningly, wanting to know if I had got it right. Dave offered some reassurance to me. "I found it exciting as well honey, seeing Mark appreciate your sexiness. You are quite right -- I am happy to go with whatever is okay for you." "Sounds like a happy, confident couple to me. Just like most couples that come and get naughty out here." Mark added cheerfully, wanting to lighten up the mood a little. We drank a toast to having fun and downed what remained of the beers we had opened earlier. "I think I need swim. I'm feeling rather hot in the sun." I eased myself off the beach towel. I did honestly want a swim, but also felt it would be wise to have a break from the sensual discussions that we had been having. It was all quite liberating as I had said, but I still was not sure what I really felt about it. "Are you sure you are hot only from the sun?" Mark teased me. I just pulled a face at him in return and started heading to the water. He called after me. "Hey Sue, you really should put on more sunscreen before you swim. The reflected rays in the water compound the burning of the sun." "I'm just going for a quick dip to cool off and then I'll get the sunscreen," I replied over my shoulder as I splashed into the sea. Being out there on my own gave me a few moments to collect my thoughts. I was feeling excited and had a sense of liberation. I had never been topless on a beach before. That in itself had created a sense of freedom and adventure -- a kind of closeness to nature. More thrilling was being topless in front of another man. I was surprised at how much that had aroused me. I thought that it was the "illicit" nature of the experience that provided the thrill, which was compounded by Mark actually fondling my tits as well. Somehow the erotic naughtiness of Mark openly touching me sexually had been enhanced by the fact that we are being watched. Did I have an element of exhibitionism in me that had been dormant till now, I wondered? Or was the exciting element just that the person watching -- and not intervening - was my husband? What I certainly had taken from this experience was that it felt liberating knowing that my husband was open to letting me experience these "naughty" thrills. I still was not quite sure exactly what he felt about it even if he had let me "go with the flow." While these thoughts were going through my mind, I was very aware that my arousal had not diminished. My arousal had started earlier that day with Dave's fondling on the beach before Mark had returned. I had just about recovered from that when this sensual excitement had started. My body was tingling and I was in a constant state of arousal. I hoped Dave would be feeling strong when we got back to our room later that day since I was in need of some sexual relief. I slipped my hand under the water and into my bikini pants to briefly touch my pussy, which was wet and slippery. I actually wanted to make myself cum but clearly that would not be possible without the men watching me. Sighing to myself I withdrew my hand from my panties and headed back to the beach. As I got back to where Dave and Mark were sitting, Dave passed me a towel to dry myself. I could sense the men watching me as I rubbed my body down. Feeling a little more confident now about being topless, I did not really mind as the men watched me drying my tits. "Time for that sunscreen now Sue, before you get too burned by the sun." Mark called out and held out the tube of sunscreen lotion to me. As I walked back to get the lotion, Mark got off his towel. "Let me rub it on for you," he said putting some on his hand, indicating that he was not taking no for an answer. "You're a chancer Mark. You just want to touch me again ....... I'll let you do my back." I grinned at him and turned my back to him. Mark casually went about creaming my back and then moved onto my shoulders and arms, almost brushing against my tits. As he was finishing my arms he gave a mischievous chuckle. "I think you want me to do your front as well ..... so you can get another thrill. You said you had enjoyed it earlier." He was still standing behind me, and without waiting for my consent, he slid his creamy hands onto my stomach and slowly up towards my breasts. I felt my nipples harden in anticipation of being touched. Having earlier admitted to Mark that I did actually get a thrill from his touch I felt I could not really object or offer any resistance. If I was honest with myself, I wanted him to touch me again. I looked down and watched as Mark's hands cupped my tits. Mark proceeded to carefully rub the oily lotion all over my breasts, and made sure to give my nipples due attention. Very quickly Mark had my nipples fully erect from the stimulation. His gentle kneading of my tits pushed my arousal level up again and was sending erotic ripples through me. Almost sub-consciously I leaned back into Mark as I slowly submitted to the thrill of his fondling. I again experienced that sense of freedom of being allowed to submit to some erotic pleasure, even with my husband watching. Mark slowly turned me to face Dave, giving him a clear view of Mark caressing and twirling my nipples between his thumb and fore finger. It felt incredibly naughty and erotic being fondled and sexually aroused by this man with my husband watching every detail. I glanced at Dave and gave him a wistful smile, hoping he understood my arousal and that he truthfully was okay with another man playing with my tits. Dave showed no sign of interrupting Mark's stimulation of my erogenous areas. It was then that I noticed that Dave's cock was creating a huge bulge in his swimming shorts. I started to understand that Dave not only was okay with Mark fondling his wife, but that he actually found it exciting and was turned on by it. Mark could sense my arousal, but clearly wanted me to admit to it. "Does it feel naughty and exciting to have your tits played with in front your husband? Is that why your nipples are hard?" I avoided Dave's eyes as I nodded my head. At that point Mark's one hand drifted down my side and onto my butt, which he slowly caressed. The other hand eased off my nipple but continued to gently caress the underside of my breast. "You were surprised earlier when I told you about women stripping off on this beach in front of me and their husbands. Are you beginning to understand the thrill and pleasure of it?" Mark's question was posed in a matter-of-fact tone, as if he had just taught me something quite simple that I should have known all along. "I guess I am," I replied coyly. Mark stopped caressing me but left his hands on my butt and stomach. "So what has changed your feeling about getting naked out here?" It didn't escape me that Mark had used the word naked as opposed to topless. I tensed a little at the implication that he may be expecting me to go further. Mark was gently coercing me into talking about my state of arousal. Was he assessing how far he could go with me? I glanced at Dave wishing I knew his true feelings about what was happening. From Dave's lack of objection to Mark's sensual stimulation of me I assumed he was okay with it, and based on the obvious hard lump in his shorts I guessed he was actually getting some excitement from this as well. Despite this, I was a little reluctant to reply to Mark. I had never spoken easily about sexual things and was too embarrassed to say what I really was experiencing. I was also a bit wary of inadvertently giving Mark any opportunities to take this any further. "It's okay Sue. It's only the three of us here, and Dave has been quite willing to let you expose yourself and go this far. You owe it to him to be honest." Marked pressed me for an answer. Feeling I had no alternative I gave Mark a very brief explanation. "Since my bikini top broke I was basically forced to go topless in front of you. I have not let anybody other than Dave see me topless since we started dating, so it felt like I was forced to do something 'illicit' and naughty. I guess it this was the naughty, illicit nature of it which gave me a bit of a thrill. Dave's acceptance of me being exposed to another man helped me relax. In fact, the whole thing has left me with a sexy liberated feeling, which is an exciting new experience for me." I looked at Dave to see if he had responded negatively to my revelations. He gave me a wink and a very encouraging smile. I felt a bit strange as I had seldom been so open and forthcoming with Dave about my feelings and sexual thoughts. Giving my butt a little fondle and gently kneading one of my tits again Mark encouraged me to reveal more. "Does being sensually fondled in front of your husband -- with his consent -- add to your feeling of sexual liberation?" He gave my erect nipple a little tug reminding me that I could not hide the fact that I was aroused. Mark's caressing and kneading was keeping my arousal levels high, which I guessed was partly how he managed to keep me talking openly about my sensual feelings. I gave Dave a look that said I hoped he would understand as I opened up some more to Mark. "Being half naked outdoors and being sensually touched by a relative stranger in this environment has been very exciting. Dave has allowed me the freedom to enjoy the erotic excitement of being out topless in the open and having another man sensually fondling my tits and twirling my nipples -- which I have to admit has been very arousing." I paused, thinking about my choice of words. Giving my husband a loving, appreciative smile I simply added, "Receiving this illicit pleasure with my husband's full knowledge and acceptance has added to the sense of liberation and erotic excitement." Mark chuckled. "Sounds like you are almost a converted woman Sue. You are obviously a quick learner when it comes to naughty pleasures." I felt him slide his hand that was on my butt under the elastic of my bikini pants and start fondling my butt cheeks. It felt quite good, and a little exciting, to feel his hand on the bare skin of my arse. Gently and sensually tracing a finger up my arse crack Mark decided to raise the level of the game. "If you have found the same thrill as other women from being topless out here, would you not like to add to that to experience by being totally naked on the beach ... in the sea ... in front of Dave and me? Wouldn't that be total liberation and thrilling freedom?" Mark obviously was hoping to get me naked by encouraging me to experience what other women enjoyed. Just his suggestion of me stripping off totally sent an erotic twinge through me. With Mark's openness and (sensual touching) encouragement he had managed to get me to be surprisingly open in expressing and enjoying my sexuality. However, I was not sure that I would strip completely naked out here in front of him. I felt a torn between being pragmatic or going with added erotic excitement. My continued arousal from a day of stimulation and erotic thrills probably made me more receptive to the idea than I might have been otherwise. "Today has been exciting, but maybe I shouldn't go any further." I replied feebly, realizing that my answer indicated that I was not rejecting the idea out of hand. I looked from Dave to Mark, hoping for something to help make up my mind. "Why stop half way Sue? You'll never know what you missed .... and what thrills and pleasures you had forgone. Would you be happy with yourself knowing you missed this opportunity to feel fully liberated? Won't you be frustrated to be left wondering just what pleasures other women get from stripping off completely?" Mark's persuasive questioning got me thinking hard about what I wanted. I was relishing the sensuality of the whole situation and did not want limit that pleasure, but I also knew that if I went further I was getting really risqué. Although Dave had been quite accepting to that point I had to consider that he may not be happy with me getting totally naked on the beach, in front of Mark. Dave must have understood my body language again (and the confused look on my face), so he offered some support. "Oh go for it honey, why don't you take this opportunity to experiment a little -- to see how you enjoy being a bit naughty. As Mark says, you may never have the chance again. Don't you want to strip off, and see how it feels?" I was relieved for the opening that Dave had given me, and was grateful that he was still okay with whatever I wanted to go with. I gave him a sheepish smile and nodded my head. I did want to experience the thrill of getting naked in front of these men on the beach, but could not bring myself to do anything about it. "So you want the thrill of being completely naked and exposed, but can't bring yourself to do it?" Mark urged me on seemingly able to read my mind. I blushed, embarrassed at having to admit to this in front of my husband. I stared down at the sand and nodded my head again. Book Club Chronilces -Susan Although Mark had not touched my nipples for a few minutes they become solidly erect, giving away my excitement and arousal at the thought of getting naked in front of Mark. Mark could easily just have pulled my pants down, but clearly wanted me to do so myself. He wanted me to expose myself, to get the thrill stripping off completely for another man in front of my husband. "Sue, hook your fingers in the sides of your bikini," he instructed me. I complied willingly. It felt easier and more acceptable to be told what to do than to take the initiative myself. "Now pull them down to your ankles so that I can enjoy you naked body." I straightened up leaving my bikini pants around my ankles. I felt a huge wave of erotic excitement pass through me as I saw both men soaking up my total nakedness. As I absorbed the thrill I saw Mark eyes focused on my shaved pussy. Knowing my pussy lips were fully exposed to Mark gave me another thrill boost. It was a very erotic thought knowing I had just willing exposed my most intimate parts to this man, all in full view of my husband. I glanced at Dave to see him rubbing his hard cock through the cloth of his swimming shorts. Clearly he was turned on by seeing me naked in this situation. I saw he was looking at my panties lying in the sand still around my ankles and realized there was an element of erotic submissiveness to the scene. Mark grinned broadly. "Oh my -- I just love a shaved pussy. You look sooooooo sexy Sue." He moved right next to me again and brazenly slid his hand down my stomach, caressed my shaved mound and then managed to slip a finger between my legs to touch my wet pussy lips. I was surprised at his direct approach, but got an immense thrill from feeling his finger just touch my throbbing pussy. I was so turned on and wanted to give Mark easier access to my ultimate pleasure zones, but could not open my legs much, being limited by my panty bound ankles. All the excitement and stimulation during the day had sustained my arousal at varying but mostly fairly high levels. The added thrill of exposing myself totally here on an open beach, to another man, had just raised the arousal significantly. I was hugely turned on and Mark's touch was just what I needed to sustain the erotic high. Mark gave me a knowing smile. "I thought that it would give you a thrill to get completely naked. You feel really wet and turned on. Are you glad you got naked?" I almost hissed a soft, drawn out, "Yesssss." Mark suggested I step out of my panties so that I could open my legs for him. I did it without thinking. With freer access to my pussy Mark slid his finger further up my crack just touching the entrance to my cunt. I felt him ease his other hand down my arse crack, till that finger just caressed my anal ring. My eyes closed and my body shivered in anticipation as his fingers found my sensitive spots. "All the excitement and thrills of today have clearly got you very turned on. I guess you would like to cum?" Mark asked of me as he slipped a finger into my cunt. I let out a deep sigh from the raw pleasure and erotic fulfillment I experienced from his penetrating finger. "Oh God!" I groaned and my eyes flew open as I suddenly thought of my husband. In my highly aroused state I had temporarily forgotten about Dave being right there. Here I was standing naked with my legs apart letting another man finger my cunt -- and Dave had a full frontal view. He could see exactly what Mark was doing to me -- and just how willingly I was submitting to the sexual thrill and erotic stimulation. I let out a sigh of relief as I realized Dave had a huge, mischievous smile of his face. He had also pulled his rock hard cock out of his shorts and was masturbating, something he had never done in front of me before. If he was stroking his own cock I knew he must be very turned on by watching my submission to the erotic pleasure Mark was giving me. I watched Dave's hand slowly, rhythmically moving up and down his cock. I was intrigued and quite excited to see, for the first time, my husband giving himself some sexual pleasure. Mark saw that I was watching Dave. He leaned in close to me, with his finger still stimulating my pussy. "Dave is just like the other husbands that have come to this beach. He is really thrilled to see his wife naked and sexually excited with another man -- and somehow it makes it all the more erotic having his wife exposed out in the open on the beach." I felt Mark slip a second finger up my cunt, while his thumb brushed my clit. A guttural, erotic groan escaped from lips as the intense pleasure signals radiated out from my clit. He whispered in my ear. "You actually want to be fucked don't you? Dave has told me that he would love to watch you being fucked. But I want to make you cum in front of him first -- and then fuck you to another orgasm. You are so hot that you will probably cum a few times. Just think what a thrill you are going to get from screwing another man in front of your husband - right here on the beach!!" Mark's dirty talk struck home. I almost orgasmed right there and then, from his blunt comments about making me cum and fucking me. I was almost desperate to cum now and really needed to feel a cock up me. And it would be amazingly exciting doing it out in the open on the beach -- a little fantasy I had enjoyed for years. "Let's get you more comfortable," Mark proposed guiding me down onto the towel at his feet. I was glad for this as I did not know if I would have been able to stay standing if he had made me cum then. My arousal had been building up over such an extended period that I suspected it was going to be a huge orgasm when it finally happened. Mark lay me down on my back. Sliding a hand down between my legs, he lightly brushed my clit. "I want you to open your legs wide, so that I can enjoy tasting your pussy juices. Dave will also get thrill from seeing you open your pussy totally for me to pleasure you." He spoke quietly, adding to the erotic, illicit ambiance. I closed my eyes as I pulled my knees up slightly and spread my legs. It felt so erotic lying in the warm sun exposing, and offering, my pussy so brazenly to this man. I felt Mark kneel between my spread legs and caress my inner thighs. I briefly opened my eyes as I felt his mouth close on my pussy. I could not believe how deliciously wanton I felt. Here I was lying stark naked on a beautiful beach, the warm sun basking down on my exposed body, my legs spread wide for a hunky man to lick me out - and all this with my husband just a few feet away excitedly watching my pleasure. The thrilling wanton feeling was complimented by an amazing feeling of personal liberation. Here I was able to indulge in what are sexual fantasies for most, all with my husband's total consent. Here I was not bound by society norms and morals, and I was relishing the erotic pleasure. Could it get much better than this? Just a few hours earlier I would have scoffed at any suggestions that I would ever partake in anything like this. In fact I had even doubted Mark when he told us of other indulging in such sexual freedoms. My body very soon started shuddering from the expert ministrations my clit was receiving from Mark's mouth and tongue. He was circling my blood engorged bud with his tongue and then sucking gently on it. All the while he was fingering my cunt with 2 long, probing fingers. The wanton feeling, the erotic environment and the superb attention my pussy was receiving very quickly started the strong sensations in me, which I knew meant I was on the path of no return. My body was jerking involuntarily, rocked by spasms of sexual pleasure and I was groaning almost constantly. Mark sucked my clit and flicked the tip of it with his tongue, as he stuck a third finger right up my cunt. I grasped Mark's head, keeping his mouth locked to my pussy as intense sensations pushed me over the edge. I gasped as my body was rocked by an unbelievably strong orgasm. "AHHHHHHHH ... OHHHHHHHH ... AHHHHHHHHHH ..." I wailed as wave after wave of orgasmic pleasure rippled through me. It seemed to go for ages. Finally my body settled down and I got my breath again. "Oh God Mark -- that was absolutely incredible," I sighed as I smiled at him between my splayed legs. I thought of Dave and looked across at him. He was wiping his own cum off his stomach with some tissues and had a contented expression on his face. It added to my pleasure to know that Dave had obviously found things very exciting and stimulating as well. I lay there in a state of erotic bliss not caring that my legs were still splayed wide. Mark had got up and I was aware of him busy next to me. I turned my head to see what he was up to. I had to smile seeing him stand there with the shorts he had just removed in his hand, and his cock sticking straight out. I had not seen another man's cock since Dave and I had got together and I feasted on the sight. Mark had an impressively thick cock, if not particularly long, complimented by a particularly large pair of balls. Any earlier concerns I had about sex on the beach with another man or thoughts of holding back had dissipated completely. I just had to touch him, feel him and get the pleasure of fondling another cock. I got onto my knees facing Mark and reached out to cup his substantial balls. As I felt their weight and softly rolled them in my fingers my other hand went to his rigid cock. With my hands filled with another man's sex organs, I looked to see if Dave was okay with me taking my pleasure this far. Dave was now also naked and his cock was still quite hard despite his orgasm just a few minutes earlier. He was stroking his cock slowly as he smiled encouragement to me. I gave him a wink and smile in return before turning my attention back to Mark's cock. It felt so naughty and exciting to be fondling another man's cock after so many years of having only Dave, that I started to get seriously turned on again. I stroked Mark's cock briefly and then could not resist putting it in my mouth. I had previously thought that I would never be able to give another man oral sex and here I was thrilled to do it, without any encouragement or coercing from him. It just seemed so natural, so erotic and excitingly illicit that I just had to do it. I licked the head of Mark's cock all round and then slowly eased it into my mouth. I wanted to see how much of it I could get in me. Mark just let me go at my pace which I appreciated. Once I had got the measure of his penis in my mouth I started to slide in and out of my mouth. I put my one hand behind him, on his beautifully firm arse to help steady me and control the pace of fucking him with my mouth, while I kept fondling his balls with my other hand. I was enthralled. After years of being with the same partner, I really could not have known what a thrill it would be to sexually pleasure another man, and to taste and feel his cock and balls so intimately. His soft moans and words of encouragement made it all the more exciting for me. I tasted some saltiness in my mouth and realized that his first drops of pre-cum must have oozed out. I loved to eroticism of licking this man's sex juices off the tip of his cock. I still found it hard to believe the huge sexual thrill I was getting from doing all this in the open on the beach, with total abandon and a great sense of personal freedom. Mark held my head and suggested that I stop pleasuring him orally. "You still want to get fucked on the beach, don't you?" I gave his cock a little squeeze and grinned at him. "It looks as though I am going to personally find out what pleasures you give the ladies that you bring to this beach!!" I teased him. With me already on my knees Mark guided my hands down on to the towel. He was going to fuck me doggy style in front of my husband. Mark made sure that I facing slightly away from Dave, so that Dave would be able to see quite clearly as Mark's cock penetrated me. I shivered from the thrill of imagining the erotic sight for Dave, - watching his wife bent over, her cunt totally exposed and open to penetration by another man's cock. I felt Mark slowly rub the tip of his cock around my pussy. Despite my earlier huge orgasm I was still very aroused and wet. I had been in a continuous sate of arousal since I had first been obliged to go topless in front of Mark earlier that day. The level of arousal had varied during the day from exciting to orgasmic, and I was now back in the highly aroused state anticipating being fucked on the beach in front of my husband. Mark lined up his cock with the slippery entrance to my cunt. With only slight pressure he had the tip inside me. I sighed in response to the erotic sensation. Mark seemed to think that indicated I was ready for more and with one measured stroke he pushed the rest of his thick cock right into me. My eyes closed as I absorbed the thrilling sensation of my cunt being filled by a hot blooded cock. Mark's thickness surprised me, stretching my insides further than I was used to. This added to my thrill of enjoying another man's cock. With his hands on my hips Mark started slow, deep thrusts. He would withdraw his cock to the point of his tip being only just inside me, and then thrust back, all the way inside me. I just loved the stimulation this provided. With Mark giving me a great fuck from behind I looked over my shoulder at Dave. He was smiling gently and again stroking his cock which had become rock hard again. I reveled in the eroticism of the situation. Here I was on a sexual high, being fucked in the submissive doggy style on the beach, while my husband masturbated as he watched another man screw his very willing wife. We were clearly all getting huge excitement and pleasure from this situation. Mark continued to fuck me for a while like this, while also reaching round to fondle my tits and tug at my erect nipples. "I think it is time to get on your back Sue," Mark said as he pulled out of me. I was momentarily disappointed as my pussy was left empty, but glad to know that more was to come. Mark quickly pushed together a small pile of beach sand under the middle of the towel and asked me to place my hips on this. This had the effect of elevating my hips and tilting them upwards. As Mark kneeled between my legs and lined up his cock with my pussy he said that this position would allow his cock to touch my G-spot as he fucked me. This made a change from the regular missionary position. Clearly variety was another exciting benefit of fucking other men, I quietly thought to myself. Mark eased my knees up to close to my shoulders. I thought to myself that he could not get my pussy more exposed and open to his pleasures in any other position. It felt erotically submissive to have my pussy so opened up for a fucking. This time Mark just lined up the tip of his cock with my cunt and then thrust all the way in on one long stroke. "Oh my god ..... ohhhh that feels good" I sighed as his cock did in fact rub against my G-spot. Mark gave me a wide smile. "I'm going to make you cum again Sue -- very quickly." Mark was not exaggerating. With his thrusts Mark's cock was stimulating my G-spot while he was using his fingers to stimulate my clit and nipples. I was amazed at how this combined stimulation got me going. Very soon I was groaning as the sexual excitement grew. Not slowing his pace Mark looked first at Dave and then at me. "Do you want me to cum inside your pussy?" I think he knew I was so aroused I would say yes, but he wanted to make sure that Dave was okay with another man filling his wife's cunt with hot sperm. I respected Mark's consideration of this issue. Dave was masturbating rapidly by now and just muttered that whatever I wanted was okay. Mark looked at me. "Please let me feel you cum inside me. That would be so exciting." I told him breathlessly. I was starting to match his thrusts as I got closer and closer to cumming myself. Mark speeded up his thrusts and stimulation of my clit and nipples. We were fucking furiously as we approached our orgasmic peaks. Mark was the first to explode into orgasm. "Ohhhhhhh yesssssss!!!! Ohhhhhh that's gooooood!!! He grunted as I felt his body spasm and his cock jerked hard inside me. I followed almost immediately from the combined stimulation to that point, as well the sensation of having another man shoot his hot load of cum deep inside my pussy. That was the most deliciously exciting, illicit feeling of all. That was the ultimate statement of my sexual liberation and freedom that I had discovered that day. As my heartbeat slowed and my breathing settled back to normal I heard Dave groan. I looked across at him to see white streaks of cum shooting out of his cock as his furiously stroked his cock through his orgasm. I was quite surprised that he had managed two orgasms in a relatively short period of time. It was exciting to know that he had been so turned on by his wife's wanton behavior that day. Mark slowly withdrew his softening cock. I felt his sperm oozing out of me and down the inside of my thighs. It seemed a fitting end to a sexually liberated and indulgent day. We did not speak much as we all basked in the afterglow of the fantastic, erotic sex. Slowly we got our goods together and headed back to the boat. We were all still naked, wanting to enjoy the sexual freedom it seemed to symbolize. Mark piloted the boat back towards our hotel. Only as we got nearer did we think about something to wear. Thankfully Mark had a T-shirt I could put on as my bikini top was still useless. The shirt was thin white cotton, which meant that my nipples showed through to some extent. Given what had happened that day I was quite accepting of this very mild exhibitionism, which I would never have gone with previously. Back at the hotel building Dave and I parted ways with Mark. Both Dave and I thanked him profusely for an amazing day and for liberating our minds. I gave him a quick kiss on the cheek. As we walked off, he called us back. "I going out there with another couple tomorrow, who are about your age. Would you like to join us? I know they are very open minded and could introduce you to some other things. You could learn even more about yourselves. We leave at 10am if you want to join us." As we walked away, neither of us spoke, but our body language indicted that we were seriously considering the possibility.