4 comments/ 32956 views/ 4 favorites A New Nude Experience By: duckandbunny79 This recounting of our summer tale does contain a certain amount of cruelty, humiliation and degradation, if this is not your thing then look away now or stop reading when Ben comes back into the story. The places are real and there is no need to change names to protect the innocent as I never did ask their surnames. * For some time now my wife and I have always wanted go naked whilst on holiday. I'm not talking, topless sunbathing, but basically walking down the street totally naked with no running back for a bikini. With a young family it's not something that we can indulge in as the whim takes us. But this year for our 10th Wedding Anniversary. We managed to get a long weekend away in the South of France. The location in question was Cap-d'Agde. We had always dared ourselves to go somewhere a little bit naughty and this place seemed to fit the bill. Hell you only live once and it was only a weekend away. Funnily enough the end of July in the UK had been pretty hot, certainly hot enough for the skirts to be getting higher, the tops to be getting lower and the shorts to be getting shorter. But no matter how short or low my wife could get her clothing, it was always going to leave tan lines something she really does not enjoy. So the trip to an adult beach, where no one would know us appealed both on a naughty level and on an aesthetic level. We left on the Friday night and given the time we arrived, we just booked straight into the hotel and got some well-earned rest. The most bizarre thing was that on the way to the hotel there was not a huge amount of nudity in the town. We had almost expected everything to be on display from the get go. But as we found out later on, the night time is when people tend to get dressed up, the day time is when they dress down. Anyway I digress. It was lovely just to be able to sleep in as long as we wanted too, that alone was a holiday pleasure that we had not been used to for some years. The second bizarre scenario for us was the morning routine. Almost everyone has a similar morning routine, the order may vary, but at some point we all hit the wardrobe and decided what we are going to wear to show off our peacock feathers for the coming day. Well through force of habit I went to the wardrobe in the room and then it hit me, we were not going to wear anything more than what we had slept in. It felt almost wrong just to have the extra spare moments of not having to decide. I'd love to say I was completely chilled and cool with the whole thing, but this was a very new experience for me and so the butterflies did appear, as did stiffness between my legs. Lis had just finished up in the shower and was drying herself off as I sat on the bed waiting for her to finish. " You are going to find it a bit tricky walking down to the beach with that sticking out between your legs hunny." Now let me tell you, drawing attention to an erection is one sure fire way to not make it go away. But Lis was right, there is a difference between being slightly aroused and a full blown hard on, but with only my nudity and others to think about, it's not the easiest environment to make an erection go away. Thankfully there is always 24 hour rolling news and luckily for me, it was a male line up on the TV. By the time Lis had finished drying herself and collecting our towels together, I had managed to reduce somewhat in size. I was by no means flaccid, but neither was I going to take out anyone's eye. As I held Lis' hand, I could feel that her palm was sweaty, even after the shower and the drying. She was nervous too. Two bodies in a throng of thousands were not going to turn any bodies head and we knew this inside of ourselves. But that first time stepping out through the bedroom door into the corridor, my legs where shaking and I audibly gulped. The most either of us was wearing was a small beach purse that my wife had over her shoulder. I offered to carry the beach towels, as I am a gentleman (and it was handy to cover my modesty). We held each other's hands tightly headed down the corridor and into the lift. Thankfully we have the whole thing to ourselves. We decided to keep the keys to our room ourselves, probably in case we stepped outside and decided it was a bad idea and ran back in to spend the whole weekend in our rooms. As it was no one from the hotel was shocked, and when we stepped outside onto the street there was no staring or pointing or laughing. Nope just another day at Cap d'Agde Naturist village. Another couple. We could have been there for a week, a day, it could have been our first or fifth time at the resort. No one was the wiser. As we walked down the street and to the beach, I was aware that not every single person had gone for the complete nude look. There were people wandering around fully clothed, mostly they seemed to be the locals going to their daily work, but also some of the tourists had decided to only go halfway. Whilst I was taking it all in, I kept constantly giving out a little reassuring squeeze to Lis as we walked hand in hand. Lis on the other hand, seemed to relax as soon as she stepped out of the hotel. Whilst I am the one with the high Libido, she is by far the more relaxed of us when it comes to sexual escapades. As we arrived at the beach, we were aware that there was something of a divide on the beach. Before we came we had done a little reading around the resort and we were aware that there was a family area and a section which would be best described as the adult area. We knew exactly which side of the beach we were looking for and headed for the adult area. We were here to indulge ourselves and we only had 2 days to do so. So there was no being coy. When we arrived at the beach, it must have been about 10am. Not amazingly early, but early enough that the late night drinkers had not crawled out of bed yet. So there was plenty of space on the beach. Even so I picked a spot near the sand dunes. Yes we may have walked down the street naked, but I was not overly confident and sitting at the back of class is one way to be naughty, but not get noticed. Almost from the moment that we settled down, Lis wanted to get up again. "Come on lets go try the water." Now I had picked the back of the beach on purpose so I did not have to walk past lots of people. Now she wanted to parade right to the front. Typical! "I just want to chill out hunny, you go have a splash if you want, and I'll just catch some sun here." With as quick kiss on the cheek, away she walked, leaving me on my lonesome. As Lis walked off, her sexy ass, that very first thing that I laid my eyes on, the first time we met wandered away from me and automatically I wondered, how many pairs of eyes. Where taking in that gorgeous ass on its way to the sea. This did not help keep my erection down. I had laid on my back hoping not to stare too much at all the other ladies on the beach. Strange I know, but it's the way I am, even when we have been to a swinging club before now, I have tried not to look at the other couples having sex. However, laid on my back with a growing erection, I was looking a little like a tent pole standing to attention. As I laid there wondering whether to change positions. Another couple wandered by. Almost straight away I rolled onto my side to hide myself. They walked around our towels and parked themselves no more than a meter away from where we had laid out. Now I could not just roll over the other way as that would have been more than shy, it would have been downright rude. As the gentleman laid out their towels the lady gave me a smile and a cheery, "Hello!" Well I am English so the only polite thing to do was to say, "HI," back at them. "I'm Steffi and this is my husband Ben, are you here on your own?" Almost too quickly I replied, "No, no the wife has just popped down to the water to cool off." After a few seconds it hit me what a duffus I was, I had not introduced myself. I then realised that the reason why was because I was blatantly staring at Steffi's pussy. "Erm, I am Marcus and my wife who has run off for the time being is Lis." "Well I'm sure I will get to meet her sooner or later, you never know though, she might be some time. There can be lots of fun down at the water." "Do you mind if we keep you company for a bit?" "No no, not at all, it's always good to have some company." Steffi and Ben where an older couple than me and Lis. If I had to estimate, I would say late 40's early 50's. It only dawns on me now that I think about it. But it's not something you ask a lady on the beach, it's not really a great conversation starter. I say lady; Steffi was sitting in a very un-lady like position. She had sat down directly opposite my eye line. Resting her head on her knees with her legs parted so that my eyes were in direct sight of her pussy. It was certainly an unusual situation. Usually a man would look anywhere but at a woman's tits or cunt. But here she was legs open, fully shaven, bearing all to me and I was taking full advantage of the position. She interrupted my train of thought. "Have you been here long Marcus?" "Oh we only just got on the beach a few minutes ago" "I mean in the resort!" She clarified with a smile. "Oh sorry, no. We only arrived last night, just a quick weekend away, without the little ones!" Steffi went on, "Oh I love it here, this is our 4th or 5th trip here." "We've tried other nudist resorts, but Cap d'Agde, just has that more sexual nature to it. If you walked around with that monster, at some nudist beaches, they would not be too happy with you." At this point I became a little self-conscious that I had been enjoying too much of Steffi and started to squirm a little to hide my cock under me somewhat. "Oh please don't cover up that lovely thing on my account, like I said, I love the sexual nature of this resort." "It a chance to be a bit more wild and a bit more animalistic than we can be back in the UK." Ben at this point was rubbing suntan lotion onto Steffi's back, he had not said too much so far and I was acutely aware that really I should not be checking out another man's wife so blatantly in front of him. I could feel my cheeks going red and not from the sunshine. What I would not give for my wife to wander back and help me out. I was never great around new people. Yet here I was totally naked, trying to strike up a conversation with complete strangers. After Ben had finished rubbing lotion into Steffi's back, I expected Steffi to lay down to allow him to complete the task on her front. But she stayed where she was; she almost licked her lips in delight, taking in my own body. With this I felt a little more self-confident and so relaxed back into my previous position, allowing my cock to bob away as I lay on my side. Ben continued to rub lotion down Steffi's front. As he slid his hands over Steffi's big undulating tits. Steffi let out a light sigh. "mmm" "I think this always feels better with more hands to help out." Now this was an open offer to me, to get over there and start groping her body and as much as my cock was saying, yes yes yes. My mind was going no, what will happen next and will Lis be mad if she comes back to find me with my hands already over another woman less than 10 minutes after being on the beach. Steffi continued, "I think last year I managed to get a rub down from about 10 different men, didn't I hubby." "Although I'm not entirely sure, whether they were all using the lotion we gave them, if you know what I mean!" Steffi was certainly being open about what she wanted. I was almost shaking with nerves. Anytime I have played before, the wife had always been with me. It was a reassurance to me that she approved of anything I did. But right now I was on my own with this couple who had obviously come to the beach with a plan. I was almost beside myself with excitement, when Steffi lay down on her back across both her and her husband's towel. Ben then proceeded to straddle his wife, kneeling with knee's either side of her waist and leaving me in no doubt, he spread her legs wide and then started to rub lotion up and down each of Steffi's thigh's. I thought at this point it could not be more obvious that he was offering his wife to me, but I was wrong. Taking a hand full of cream, he did not hesitate or even pretend to use it to protect her skin. Instead he drove 3 of his fingers deep into Steffi's cunt, causing her to gasp and then groan. "Oooo, mmmmmm, naughty Ben, I'm going to smell of my own sex if you rub those hands on me now." In an almost nonchalant way she pushed Ben off her and then continued to talk to me as though her pussy hand not just been invaded. Poor Ben was left to do his own lotion application. I continued to chat away with Steffi. Telling her about myself and my wife. Where about's we came from, basically anything that was not to do with sex. Trying as best as I could to hold off until Lis came back. It must have been a good 20 minutes before Lis returned. When she came back, she was with another couple, more our own age. Lisa and Joel. She had met them in the water and had found out that they were in the same hotel as us. In fact just a few rooms down from ourselves. I introduced Steffi and Ben and the conversation, moved on to general stuff about holidays, where we have all been before. When it came back to why we were all at this resort, Lis had no qualms about letting everyone know that we had tried a little bit of swinging and just fancied a resort where there were no inhibitions. "Speaking of which Marcus," Lis went on, "Whilst I was talking to Lisa and Joel in the sea, I was telling them how I had always wanted to watch 2 men fucking." "They said that actually the beach was not just split into adult and family, there was also a gay section just a little bit further along from here." "Would you mind if I went along to watch, see if there is some action going on." Well we had come to the resort to experience new things, but taking in gay sex was not really top of my list, being as straight as they come. "I'm sure Steffi, won't mind keeping you company." She smiled at me, and then kissed me! "Go on honey, have some fun, I know you have always wanted to fuck and older woman and Steffi looked more than game, when I came back from the water." Lis whispered into my ear. We had never, ever played alone before, we had always in the 10 years we had been married played together. It had always been our arrangement from the very first time we talked about swinging that we would do it together. "Ah you sure babe, I don't want you to have any regrets." I put to her quietly, whilst still kissing and stroking her back. She leaned into me, "I think the only regrets we should have is if we don't try everything we want to on this little break. We don't have long, besides, Lisa is bi and I'm sure Joel won't mind me helping him out with Lisa." She gave me one last kiss, winked at me and stood up. Well this was it for the first time in 15 years, we were going to go our separate ways and have fun on our own. I was a bit in shock, a bit nervous and so looking forward to what we would do, this next 2 days. "Steffi, if you would not mind, hubby is a bit useless at remembering to put suntan lotion on and get burn really quick. If you could make sure he gets fully covered. So I don't have a sore hubby when I get back?" A huge smile crept across Steffi's face. "Oh I'm sure I can handle keeping him safe from the sun." "Ben you go with Lis, Lisa and Joel. Show them where they will see some of the dirty boys on this beach." With that Lis, Lisa, Joel and Ben where gone. Steffi stood up wandered the short distance between our 2 sets of towels and sat down next to me. Even with my wife's full permission I was still a bag of nerves and somewhat uncertain about making the first move. Steffi had no such problem; she leaned into me and said, "Watching your wife kiss you goodbye was so hot, I've been wanting to try those lips, myself." With that she pushed her tongue hard into my mouth, almost trying to snake at any saliva my wife may have left inside. Her hand grasped my wrist and plunged my palm against her cunt. She was absolutely soaking. I could truly say outside of seeing a woman squirt, I had never felt a woman so wet in all my life. "I almost thought I would never get the chance to sink this big dick between my lips." she whispered breathlessly into my ear. "As soon as I saw this big dick when I walked on the beach, I told Hubby that I wanted it in my cunt right then and there." "You've kept me waiting longer than most guys do, so there is no way I am going to waste this opportunity." "I'm going to suck this big dick of yours till you cum in my mouth." "I don't want to waste you inside my pussy, with you being so hot and aroused. So we are not going to fuck here, after you have spurted you lovely cream down my throat, we are going to take a little walk back to our hotel, which should give you a chance to get all nice and recovered. Then with no chance of you getting premature on me you are going to fuck me. HARD!" With those instructions burning into my mind, Steffi pushed me back onto the towel and quickly went to work on my cock. Using one hand she tightly gripped my balls. Not so hard as to hurt, but firmly and steadily she pulled back on my balls, causing the foreskin to peel back over the tip of my cock. Whilst I had my eyes closed at this point, partially through bliss, partially through slight embarrassment, I could feel the air passing over the tip of my cock and the wet sliver of pre-cum dripping out of the small entrance. Steffi let the pre-cum dribble down the head of my cock and rest on the bulbous swell. As it pooled their waiting for yet more pre-cum to join it, Steffi took her other hand and pulled the foreskin further back. At this point I was almost groaning with the dull ache now around the top of my cock. As my penis throbbed in her hands, each throb felt like it was causing the skin to pull tighter and tighter, almost strangling my cock. Steffi just kept a tight hold. No pulling or jerking. No attempt to give any relief to my aching dick. "Now Marcus." Steffi was speaking quite clearly, no attempt to be quiet or demure about what she was doing. "You have a very impressive cock; I certainly hope you know how to use it to pleasure an insatiable woman like me." "Myself and Ben come on this particular holiday for one reason and one reason only." "It is to go wild. I'm not interested in a quick fuck, or in men who just want to get themselves off, I want a man who is going to fuck me until I can't walk." "I'm not being big headed, but let's face it, men are very easy." "You can take the biggest slut back home, put her up next to your average fella and she is far more discerning in who she will fuck." "So I certainly hope you are not going to be a disappointment." "Over the last week, myself and Ben have had great fun, you see we can come here and play our sex games for the entire period, no restrictions and no regrets other than those that we bring ourselves." By this point the head of my cock was on fire, she had not released any of the pressure and the tensing in my body was fast becoming not enough to stop me from groaning out loud. Steffi continued to talk. "Now I bet you were expecting my warm mouth, all down the length of this gorgeous specimen, weren't you? When I said I was going to suck your big dick." "I often find that delaying the gratification can help build the sensations in your mind as well as your body, which helps improve the experience." "For example, I could have easily decided to just sit my pussy on your nice hard cock and get instant relief." "But right now, my pussy lips are rubbing on the sand, the juices are mingling with the sharp bits of sand and inside I am so wet, it feels like a pool of water waiting to burst forth." A New Nude Experience "I would not be able to enjoy that strange sharpness and softness, if I had plunged straight in." "You on the other hand are feeling the reverse." "The sharp tightness of the foreskin pulled as far back as I dare pull it without tearing it off, combined with the silky wetness of your pre-cum oozing out of the tip of your cock and overflowing down the sides and over the edge of the swell of your cock." "Mmm, there is goes, a nice long drip all the way down onto my hand." "If my hand was not gripping your balls so tightly, that little drip would have felt so cool against the hot sensations in your ball sack." Steffi now lying on her stomach angled my cock towards her lips. She still had a tight grip around the base of my cock, but was brushing the head and my juices all over her lips. Smiling at me her mouth opened wide and she flexed her tongue backwards, simulating and a deep lick. But rather than lick she stretched her mouth wide and sunk her mouth over my cock. I was expecting the usual warmth and wetness that my wife gives when she sucks me deep into her mouth that first time. Instead I got a slight grazing of teeth as Steffi gently scrapped her teeth all around the tip of my cock. "Ahhh!" I submitted at last I had let out a fairly audible sound to the rest of the beach. With this Steffi had obviously had enough of teasing me and started to lick the head in earnest. Still tight she held the foreskin back. But everywhere else above the vice like grip of her hand, she licked and slobbered. Sucking and licking, spitting and slurping the entire length of my cock. I felt both cool and hot. It was a strange sensation. Then as the pool of saliva built up around the base of my cock and her fist. Steffi used her other hand to quickly rub the bulbous swell on my cock. I almost saw stars, she did not let up, using her thumb and index finger to create a small circle, and she moved her hand quickly over the head. Up and down, up and down. I could not help but thrust up to meet her hand. God I wanted to feel more. It felt so clinical and un-intimate, but soo good. Steffi posed my cock aimed deep into her mouth. She would rotate between quick movements over my shaft with her thumb and index finger. Then push me deep into her mouth, not closing her lovely lips around my cock, just pushing it as deep as she could, before exiting with saliva either side of her mouth, drooling down onto the sides of my cock. I could not believe how tight and hot I felt. Then slowly, from my toes I could feel the urge building. I was going to cum. The slightest whimper escaped my lips. "I'm going to cum." Steffi's hands once again played opposites. One completely still holding me stiff, like a cock ring, the other a blur, jacking off the tip of my cock. Aiming my cock directly at her face, she breathed out. "Cum on Marcus, you know you want to fill this slutty mouth." "Come on jerk that cream all down my throat." "Make me the bad wife I want to be." With that I exploded and yes the obligatory. "FUCK!" Escaped my lips. Spurt after spurt erupted from the end of my cock. I had no control. Steffi's hand slowed to make sure the squirts of cum ended up coating her mouth and tongue and not her face. One, two, three jerks of sperm from my cock emptied into her mouth and with that she released her grip with both hands and swallowed it down. "Mmmm, now that is an appetizer." At this point I was coming round from what I can only describe as a lightheaded dizzy spell and noticed that we had gathered quite a crowd of on-lookers. No-body had been very intrusive. But people had angled themselves to watch the show. Steffi pulled a pen out of her little hand bag that she had brought with her and on a scrap of paper, wrote a quick note for Ben and the others. Just taking Marcus back to the hotel for some fun. Hope you found what you were looking for, see you all later! Love from a very bad wife. "Just a little message to let them know we have not drowned at sea!" As I struggled to my feet, my legs almost buckled, with the exhaustiveness of the blowjob/handjob that I had just received, from Steff. "Now it's a good 10 minutes to the hotel, so that should give you plenty of time to recover, whilst I tingle all the way back, thinking of that big nasty cock, absolutely buried deep in my swollen lips, making me beg you to be gentle with me." With a glint in her eye, off she strode. She walked with almost a swagger. Her appearance was virtually saying look at me, I'm fucking hot, horny and I've just sucked this this younger man dry. Now he's going to fuck me. Steffi was about 45/50. It was hard to tell but she had at least 10 years on me. It was by no means cradle snatching, but ever since, my early wank fantasies at school I had always had a thing for older women. I still recall nervously going into a new agents and pulling down a copy of 40+ slags. Before quickly handing over the pre-counted money and disappearing as quickly as I could out of the shop. Now I was living that wank fantasy. Steff was in good shape, I'm not talking a stick model but a lovely size 16 I would guess. Although my guesses are not totally reliable. Most of my comparisons tended to be against my wife. So she was a little bigger than Lis. But her tits where pendulous. If it had not been a nudist beach and she had worn a bikini, I would not have been surprised to see numbers and letters like 40 and E. Now I am not saying that women with bigger tits are more sexual, but variety is the spice of life and so to have the pleasure of another woman with tits far bigger than what I was familiar with, did bring a touch of extra pleasure. I find women of all sizes, attractive but clearly, the large shape of Steffi's tits did catch the eye. Like I said she was a little bigger than Lis and also a little taller, more like 5'10, than Lis' 5'6. Having been here a week, she had picked up something of a tan, but were as Lis will brown fairly easily because of her Olive skin. Steff had more of a redness to her. She was not burnt, but clearly had more of a fair skin to her than Lis. As we walked back to the hotel, we held hands. It was again another strange experience. To be walking in such a familiar way but with a complete stranger, who yes I may have had an intimate experience with, but I still had only known her for less than an hour. Steffi did most of the talking, telling me about how much she enjoyed Cap-d'Agde. She talked about how at home, whilst she and Ben were no angels, they could not live out their fantasies 24/7 like they could here. From what I could gather, whilst they were out here. Steff had complete freedom to do as she wished sex wise. As we walked down one street she would give little glimpses into her sexual adventures. Like the nightclub we passed, where she told me that on her first occasion at the resort, she had gone extremely wild on her first few days and had fucked tens of men each night in the club. She still recalled it fondly, but then went on to say it was like being a kid in a sweet shop, she wanted everything and so over indulged to the limit. It was not about quality, just pure quantity on those first few nights. She had not been picky. Basically if they seemed up for it she fucked them there and then in the club, whether it was behind a speaker, or in a booth, or even a couple on the dance floor. She was so drunk at the time that she could not recall exactly who she had fucked. It was only because her husband was present that she had any idea of the numbers she had fucked, or at least tried to fuck, before falling into a drunken stupor. To then be supported back to the hotel by her husband. Only to repeat it again the next night. "I'm not saying it's something I would not do again." Steffi explained. "But that first time I was so nervous and so shy, I needed the alcohol, to rid me of my fears and inhibitions." "Now some years later and a little bit wiser, if I was to repeat the experience I'd want to remember it and wake up sore from the fucking, not the alcohol." With that, we were back at our hotel. As we walked through the lobby hand in hand. I did wonder what the hotel staff thought of me. Leaving holding onto one woman's hand, returning holding hands with another. It was probably naive and somewhat immature of me as they have seen it all before. But at that moment I did feel as though they were judging me. As we entered the lift. Another couple, probably in their twenties followed us into the lift. Steff pressed the button for the tenth floor and asked the other couple which floor they wanted. "Eight please. The man replied." The guy was huge, like a weightlifter and his friend/wife/girlfriend/ causal fuck was extremely petite in comparison. As the doors closed, Steff drew my attention straight back to her in no uncertain terms. She pulled me to her and started to passionately kiss me, whilst placing her leg up on the frame of the door, completely exposing her cunt to the couple behind us. She took my hand and pressed it deep into her cunt. Two or three fingers slipped straight in. She was correct, back on the beach; she was like a pool of water. Her hands returned to my neck and face to steady herself and her tongue chased mine around the depths of our mouths. Almost instinctively I started to work my fingers in and out of her sodden pussy and as she continued to kiss me she gasped and snatched words. "Mmm fuck" "That's it open that hole." "God it feels good" Then with a PING! "Level 8!" The lift spoke. Steffi continued to hold me tight and I continued to plough my fingers deep into her swollen folds, the sloshing sound of wet fingers and pussy, the only noise as the other couple exited the lift. Then, PING. The lift was on its way again. With no audience. Steffi broke out of the kiss and put her leg down. "Well that little performance seems to have got you in the mood again!" She patted my stiffening cock. She was definitely enjoying teasing my cock and probably had got great pleasure from showing off for the other couple in the lift. As we stepped out of the lift I had decided that Steff was having far too much control for my liking and it was time to make sure she knew she could not have it all her own way. As we stepped through the door into Steffi and Ben's bedroom. I made my move. With my left arm I grabbed Steff around the waist and crushed her body up against the partition wall between the corridor and the bathroom. "You certainly enjoy putting on a show don't you? But I had not finished enjoying that wet hole of yours in the lift." With that I pushed two fingers into her cunt and kissed and sucked the skin on the nape of her neck, between my lips and teeth. "Oh you fucking bastard, you are going to leave a mark!" I nibbled on the end of her ear, and replied with a condescending tone. "And you would be so embarrassed for everyone to see what a nasty girl you are! Don't try playing the innocent; you get off on everyone knowing what a dirty slut you can be. You would be distraught if I sent you back to hubby without a few ruffles and marks." "Ahhh!" She gasped as I bit down hard into her neck. Sensing she was enjoying the lack of control, I moved my grip from her waist to her neck. Gripping her firmly and withdrawing my fingers from her pussy. I directed her towards the inner part of the bedroom. Steffi made a move to turn around, but I was not ready to give her control back so soon. Using my greater height I let go of her neck, held her again by the waist and used my other hand to firmly shove her to the bed. My arm around her waist causing her to bend in the middle. There she bounced on the bed. Arms flung out in front to protect her fall, ass up in the air. I slapped that lovely shapely ass, causing her to buckle at the knees. I pressed my waist against her forcing her down onto her knees. Taking this opportunity I used my foot to kick her legs apart. (I say kick; it was more of a firm nudge). Steff was eager to comply. Probably expecting me to take advantage of her exposed state with my fully engorged prick. Instead I pressed my left palm onto her back and "THWACK!" I planted a firm and somewhat sharp slap across her buttocks with my right. "Now you dirty slut." "I want to see you rubbing that cunt." "I'm going to make these cheeks nice and red, unless you bring yourself off very quickly." "I wonder what will come first your orgasm or some bruises on this lovely ass." I gave her no opportunity to reply. "THWACK" I brought my hand down even harder, making sure she knew there was going to be no messing about. Quick as a flash, Steffi tucked both hands under her stomach. Using one hand to open her labia wide, she used the fingers on her other hand to flick her clitoral bud back and forth with lightning speed. I actually had no intention of bruising Steffi. I knew she must have been pretty close already given the amount of delay that she had put up with. Within 2 or 3 more slaps, she was already panting and groaning on the bed. Her orgasm rushing to her cunt quickly. I then scooped my hand between her legs levering her up further onto the bed. Before forcing myself between her legs and plunging my cock deep into her sodden, pussy. I had hoped to take my time with her teasing her clit and making her beg for my cock. But the adrenaline and urgency had taken over and I just had to use her. Steffi let out a long moan as I hit bottom inside of her. I cannot say I was the biggest she had ever taken, but she was certainly pleased with the result I was causing in her vagina. After coming so quickly from her clitoral stimulation. She was already on the edge of cumming deep inside her pussy. "Oh, fuck, oh fuck!" "Yes, don't stop; fuck me with you fucking hard cock, you dirty bastard." "Use my pussy; don't stop until you have cum inside of me." "God, my hubby is going to be so sorry he missed this." Right up until that point I had not thought about Lis. My mind did drift slightly to where she was, what she might be doing. What she would think of me fucking this other woman. "I said, don't stop!" Steffi almost screamed at me. I had slowed up somewhat. I pulled out of her, causing her to cry in frustration. "Don't worry, I'm not finished yet!" I pulled her hips up off the bed, to give me the best and angle for fucking deep into her. Flat out on the bed was ok, but the bed cushioned the thrusts. She wanted it hard, so with her ass up in the air, I could grab her shapely hips and bang away with no softening of my thrusts. This time though, I was a little more patient. Trailed my finger along her wet slit. Again she cried in frustration. "Please Marcus, put it back in me." "I need that cock inside me." I trailed back up to her ass with my finger. Rubbing some of her pussy juice over the little tight entrance to her ass. "Maybe you need to be punished for being such a cock tease in the lift. Maybe I should teach you a lesson and fuck you nice tight ass." "I'm sure you would forget that." "I'm sure the next time you were thinking about showing off your slutty cunt to a couple in the lift. You would recall the sore ass you had a few minutes later and would think better of it!" Steffi pleaded back, "Please Marcus, I'm really sorry for acting like such a naughty lady. But don't fuck my ass; I need to feel full in my pussy." She was a game girl though, even with the threat of being ass fucked, she never moved out of position. Wishing to test her a little, I took my place behind her again and laid the head of my very cream cover dick at the head of her ass. I started to push against her tight hole. She begged. "Oh no!" She moaned and wiggled, but she did not move away. I took a firm grip on my cock and continued to press against her ass. As her muscles started to give way, I used my hand to change direction and slipped seamlessly into her pussy again. "Now let that be a warning, next time I may not be so nice!" Steffi shuddered. I'm not sure how far she would have gone, but she was more than pleased to be fucking again. As I fucked her on her arms and knees, I realised that the curtains on the window where completely open. I could see faintly in the glass the opaque outline of our bodies. Her magnificent breasts, squashed up against the mattress, her arse pitched up to meet my cock and my ass, thrusting back and forth. Fucking her as hard as I could. Sweat was now pouring down my body and from my face, droplets began to fall onto her ass. All our bodily fluids, mingling and pooling, between the crack of her ass and her cunt. As I continued to insert my cock has hard and as far as I could into her, the squelch of our juices was the only thing that filled the air. Then "Oh, I'm cumming, I'm cumming again on your big dick, you nasty fucker." "Fill me up, make me you nasty bitch!" "Come on, pound me until you squirt deep inside me." I was hammering away at her cunt, but the earlier blowjob had done it's trick. I was incredibly turned on, but I was also able to control my orgasm better, having already spent myself once in the last hour. Steffi's pleading and begging had now just turned into soft whimpers. She gripped the bed sheets for dear life and screamed deep into the mattress. It was at this point that I notice through the mirror, that we were not the only shape in the room. I turned quickly falling out of Steffi's cunt and off the bed. In the corridor of the room stood Ben. Steffi was far from pleased. "What the fuck are you doing?" "You've scared Marcus shitless and more importantly stopped him fucking me senseless." The look on Ben's face was one of worry and of excitement. Steffi, dismounted the bed, walked up to Ben and slapped him firmly across the face. "You useless fucker." She continued her quite surprising verbal assault on him. "You can't fuck me and now you are stopping others fucking me." She slapped him again across the face. "I'm..." he stuttered. "You're what? Spit it out you dickless wimp." With that she grabbed him by the hair and led him to the bed. "You are in so much trouble now mister." "You know that the most important thing for me on this annual excursion is my pleasure and you have just ruined what was a fantastic fuck." "I was screaming so hard, I bet half the hotel where imagining me getting fucked." "Well it's only fair that if my screams have stopped yours should start." Using her grip on his hair, she yanked his head back, tipping him off balance and hurling him towards the floor. He hit the deck with quite a thump, to the point that he groaned out loud. Steffi then proceeded to straddle her husband's chest and gripped him by the throat. She leaned in menacingly towards his face and in hushed threatening tones, told Ben. "You are going to be so fucking sorry for ruining my fun." With that she let go of his neck, pinned his arms to the floor and turned to me. "Marcus be a love and bring me my dressing gown." I was stunned and somewhat in a daze. Part of me could not believe what had just happened the other part was slightly fearful of this crazy woman. Almost automatically I passed her the fluffy gown, hanging over the arm of the chair. She pulled out the belt on the gown, then reached forward and looped the belt under the bed, threading it around one of the wheels on the divan. Then using either end she tied knots around Ben's wrists. "I'm sorry, honey!" Ben quickly blurted out, realising this was more than a severe telling off. "Sorry is not going to cut it this time honey!" A sinister smile crept across her face. "All year long I get your fucking limp dick to fuck, this week is my week, and it's my opportunity to get some pleasure." "Fucking it up for me was not a good idea." A New Nude Experience At that she reached his chest and pulled hard and sharply on his nipples. Ben groaned and leaned forward, straining his arm, but the restraints held in place, the only thing it did was to cause him to raise his face off the ground, which Steffi, firmly put back down with another slap. "I really should start coming out her on my own. I really don't know why I should bring you." "It's not like anyone wants to fuck you!" With that, she swivelled around on his chest and grabbed his ball sack. But this was not the firm gentle pull I had enjoyed on the beach. As she yanked on his balls, through gritted teeth, Ben let out a long, scream. I think this was the first time I had ever seen anything like this. I had almost gone completely limp from the shock. Not satisfied with almost pulling his balls off. Steffi then went to work, slapping his dick about. With no foreskin covering the head. She roughly slapped it from one side to the other. His screams where no longer. Grimacing. They were plain and out loud. "There we go!" "Now, what do you think the hotel guest prefer, your pathetic screams of pain, or my screams of pleasure?" Ben was almost beside himself, he could not answer, he was too busy recovering from the previous assault and holding back the tears that had welled up in his eyes. "Oh was that too rough hubby. Do you need your sweet darling wife's gentle hand?" Releasing his balls. She then proceeded to wank him hard and fast. "Fuck, I just remembered how I hate touching your dick." Steffi, then pick up the discarded robe. Slipped one arm inside, but not to the end, she then cupped her hand inside of the sleeve and used the sleeve of the dressing gown to masturbate her husband's cock. "Ow, fuck. Ah!" The roughness of the cotton towelling was obviously not pleasurable at all in the slightest on his cock. "Well if you don't want pain and you don't want pleasure. Don't fucking interrupt me again." Steffi, let go of his cock stood up and then to make sure he got the message. Twisted his nipples hard again. "UNDERSTAND!" Ben almost curled up in a ball from the pain, his arms still flailing above his head unable to protect himself. Steffi then walked over to me and in what was as quick as a flash she was nice as pie again and stroking my chest and reaching down for my cock. As gorgeous as she was, I could not take my eyes off the poor fella lying on the floor, sobbing in pain, from the brief assault he had received. Steffi leaned in close to me, "Don't worry honey. It's all part of our little sex game out here. I did tell you on the way that we let our hair down and get pretty wild." "Honestly, he has had far worse than that and is going to get far worse than that later." With that she kissed me full on the lips. "Mmmm, don't cry hubby, Marcus is getting hard again, so maybe I going to get that fucking after all!" Ben was still somewhat distracted on the floor, doing his best to pull himself back together. But it was undoubted that even through the whole ordeal; he had kept his hard on. Whilst Steffi took great pleasure in degrading his size earlier on, he was no less than average really 5 or 6 inches. But I guess it was more about how he felt in his head than how he looked in reality. Steffi now dropped to her knees and started to work on my cock, with her mouth. That tool of hers that could be so cruel to her husband was now being so gentle and kind to my cock. "See honey, this nice big dick was absolutely ruining my cunt earlier." "In fact I think I was close to squirting all over the bed when you spoiled our fun." So expect to be truly sorry once I have finished with Marcus. She then drooled more saliva over my cock, then turned around. She bent over and placed her hands on the bed. Her big tits swayed below her and below them her husband could only look up and see her spread her legs and grab my cock. Without any fuss she pulled me into her pussy. "Now Marcus, you were threatening me earlier on with an ass fucking weren't you." "So I certainly think that's the least you deserve hubby for being so fucking useless." "I'm going to fuck your ass with my strap on when Marcus has finished with me. I think we'll leave the lube out of it this time though." "Marcus has made me come about 5 times already since we got in the hotel. So here is the deal. Marcus is going to fuck me until he cums. For ever orgasm he gives me, I am going to fuck your ass for a minute. So that's five minutes so far." "Oh by the way, I am very excited at the moment. So it will not take much to make me cum again and again and again." "Watch!" She pushed her arse back and my cock slipped easily into her wet hole. She was not lying. Almost straight away she was cursing again. "Fuck me, Marcus. " "Fuck this nasty little slut wife." "Show Ben how that fucking big cock just tears me up inside. Ohh, Ohh. Fuck yes." As shocked as I had been by her cruel display earlier on. I was just as turned on by the current situation. Even the fact that Ben was tethered below us, getting a close up vision of his wife being defiled by another man only added to the excitement of the situation. I was by no means an exhibitionist, I have always thought of myself as a voyeur, but as Steffi's wet hole, slopped and slurped up and down my cock. As the beads of sweat, cum and saliva, dangled off the end of her cunt and my balls dripping over the poor husband below. I just knew I was ready to empty my second load into her that day. I felt the swell thrusting forwards. Once again my knees began to shake as I thrust deep into her. At this point I was past the point of wondering whether she or Ben where having a good time. I was cumming deep inside her and my thrusts had been replaced by one last hard spearing stab. Steffi's howls where not held back and whether they were through pain or pleasure, at this point it would have taken a team of wild horse's to hold me back from grinding deep inside of her cheating pussy. There is always something very animalistic about that final thrust, the urge to push as deep as possible making sure that my seamen was deposited as deep inside her vagina as possible. I was truly exhausted, as I lay there sweaty across Steffi's back. My heart pounding and my face flush. Steffi's too was a pool of sweat and heavy breathing. However, unlike me she had no intention of lying still. She seemed almost invigorated with her orgasms. "Right honey. Now you have had your fun. Watching my cunt getting fucked, from such a privilege position, it's time for you punishment." Jesus! I thought. She is going to go through with her threat to fuck his arse. This girl's libido is on fire. As Steffi, hopped off the bed to rummage through her draws for her strap on. From below me at the end of the bed came a hushed and almost nervous voice. "Marcus, Lis wanted you to know, that she is ok and with the other couple in room 325." "I'm really sorry for interrupting you earlier." "If you want you can help Steffi, punish me?" "I really don't think men are Marcus's cup of tea hunny!" Steffi had overheard him and gave Ben another slap across the face. She then turned to me and kissed me full on the lips. "Feel free to stay and watch me teach this little pathetic cuck a lesson if you like, but I'm sure we will meet up again later." "You have a fucking awesome cock and I'd love to share it with your wife sometime this weekend. Maybe you me and her can go find a group of fella's to have some fun with, whilst Ben gets off in his usual way." I Kissed Steffi, back enjoying the nasty ladies lips that could be so cruel to her own husband and so kind to other men. "I'll catch you later." I replied. "I think, I'll just check in on Lis and see that she is ok." I towelled myself down, wiping off most of the excess cum and spit off my dick. As I exited the bathroom, I did not turn to see what husband and wife where up to. There were some very hushed tones from the other side of the bedroom. But as I closed the door a grunt and then a howl came, followed by an onslaught of verbal's from Steffi. Wow. I thought. I am really glad I'm not that guy tonight. There was obviously more to our little weekend away, but this was by far the most memorable and in some ways disturbing episode of our little trip.