0 comments/ 275943 views/ 94 favorites The Bikini By: Bob1515 My wife and I recently took a cruise to Jamaica for our 5th wedding anniversary. Sara has sandy blond hair, 36 DD breasts, a latin ass and legs to die for. I was so proud of the way she kept herself in shape. I couldn't take her anywhere without men and women doing a double take. I wanted to showcase her beautiful body by buying her the skimpiest yellow micro bikini I could find. When I was loading the suitcases into the car I removed her boring one piece suit and replaced it with the bikini. When we got to the cruise ship she opened her suitcase to find my present. "I can't wear this John. There's nothing here. What is this, 8 square inches of fabric? I am a full figured woman John!" "You will look great. You should show off that body more often honey." I had been on cruises before and they always dropped you off at the "tourist beach". I wanted to find a beach deeper inland so I wouldn't have to see any more old retirees complaining about the heat. A shipmate told me about a place farther down the coast called Moor Beach. He told me it wouldn't take longer than 30 minutes in a cab. When we arrived at the beach my wife was reluctant to take off her cover up. I pointed to 3 other women sun bathing nude and told her it was ok. This was truly a local beach. I only saw two white couples, one in their thirties and the other in their forties. When Sara took off the cover up I instantly sported a boner. The micro bikini barely covered her nipples and pussy. She was practically naked. After we lay down I rubbed sun tan lotion all over her gorgeous body. The local men were getting quite an eyeful of my wife as they walked by. After lying in the sun for an hour I suggested Sara take off her top. "John, I don't know, I feel weird." "Baby, you are already practically naked. If there is any time or place to do this this is it. Besides, you aren't the only one sun bathing nude." "Okay, what the hell. Can you untie me?" I could see the look of anticipation on the guys' faces. As I pulled the knot out of the top I let it fall to the sand. Finally my wife's breasts were on display. I could see several of the local men smile as they gazed upon her beautiful large nipples. "Those men are staring at me John." "Of course they are. Men like to look at pretty girls. This isn't the first time men have checked you out. Just ignore them." My wife put her shades back on and closed her eyes. I could only imagine the men were daydreaming of fucking this curvaceous white woman. After another hour in the sun I suggested we go up to the bar for a drink. When we arrived at the little outdoor hut we sat down on the stools and ordered a beer. The bartender didn't even try not to look at her breasts. The other men were also gazing at Sara, dressed only in a tiny g string. We were on our second round when a very large black guy and his friends came up behind us. The black man said in a deep voice, "My name is Marcus. How are you both doing?" "Pretty good, just enjoying some beers. My name is John and my wife's name is Sara." "Sara, you are by far the prettiest women on the whole beach. You are a very lucky man John." Marcus must work out regularly because he was built. He had to have been 240 pounds of muscle. He continued to stand behind my wife and I as we chatted over another round of drinks. Marcus must be the big man around here because his crew laughed at every one his jokes, even the bad ones. "I must be honest with you John. Most tourists don't come down this far on the beach. And they definitely don't let their wife's wear only a g string." "Well I begged her to wear this. I love showing off her body." Marcus replied as he put a hand on Sara's hips, "I agree that she is very well put together." My wife stood still like a deer in headlights. She was in total fear and Marcus slipped a finger underneath the side of the g string and ran in across to the front of her body. He then pulled his hand back and firmly gripped the side of her hip. "You could say I am the head nigga in charge around here. These are my associates John, Thomas, Lebron, and James. I have the first pick of pussy around here and I must say that I am enamored with your wife." "Haha.....yeah, most men are," I said with a nervous laugh. James grabbed me by the arm. Marcus leaned towards me and said, "I would love to show your wife my house up on the hill. You wouldn't mind if I borrowed her for a while?" My wife looked at me in a total panic. I knew we were in trouble. I couldn't fight off all of them and I couldn't see a policeman anywhere. What did I get us into? My heart was racing and I started to sweat profusely. "Yeah, that's ok," I said in a trembling voice. My wife's eyes bulged and her nipples suddenly grew rock hard. She knew what this meant. She could feel her pussy start to get wet as her body was preparing to get fucked. She couldn't say a thing because she was in shock. "You stay here with the boys. We won't be long." He gently took her hand and started to pull her away but she resisted getting off the stool. I whispered to her, "I'm sorry Sara. I can't believe I am so stupid." Sara got off the stool and walked with Marcus, hand in hand, up the hill to his house. I watched as her sexy ass and boobs jiggled a little. Every now and then she would look back at me with that fear in her eyes and my heart sank. Marcus released her hand and he placed it on her ass. Neighbors on the road could only smile and shake their hands. They had seen many wives lead up that hill. I could see her face was pleading for them to do something. Thomas said, "Yeah, every now and then some stupid white couple finds their way down to the beach and Marcus ends up fucking the wife. Don't worry, he won't harm her. But he will give her the fucking of her life. The wives never forget something like that. Shit, a couple times the couple returned for seconds. They won't be back until morning." I stood there in complete shock. My wife will never forgive me for this. What have I done? I didn't know what to do. I just sat there looking back at the house on the hill. Even from this distance I could hear my wife scream. Everybody else at the bar could hear it, I was so embarrassed. Not only was I unable to do anything to stop it but my wife had to suffer for it Thomas patted me on the back and said, "Don't stress out about it. Let me buy you a drink." As I pounded down drink after drink it got darker. I looked up at the house and saw the light in Marcus's house turn off. My stomach was killing me. After a few hours Thomas got off his stool and said, "I'll tell you what. You have been a good chap about all of this. We'll take you to the house so that you can watch them." "Why would I want to watch my wife get raped?" Thomas put his drink down and said in a serious tone, "Wow, hay there. Marcus does not rape women, he seduces them. Give any woman some wine, good atmosphere and a large cock and you can have any of them. I bet you $100 that your wife is giving herself freely to him." James added, "I think some of you crackers subconsciously want this to happen. How else could anyone be so stupid to parade their near naked wife around a bunch of men? What did you think would happen? Shit, I haven't seen an ass like that on a white girl in a long time." "We just wanted to get a more intimate experience with the culture and people." Another man at the bar quipped, "She definitely getting an intimate experience." I started to get a boner. Was he right? Did I somehow want this to happen? "Okay. Let's go check on them. I just want to make sure Sara is alright." As we walked up to the house my heart beat faster and faster. At the edge of the property I could really hear my wife wailing at the top of her lungs. I felt so bad. My poor poor wife. When we got to the window I peaked in and saw Sara bouncing up and down on his 9 inch cock. She was covered in sweat and her cries of pleasure were overpowering. He wasn't raping her, she was enjoying this. Her breasts were heaving and her thigh muscles were swelling from the workout. Marcus had both hands kneading her ass. That's when I noticed Marcus wasn't wearing a condom. Thomas whispered, "I told you she would fuck him. Even better, Marcus always lets the wives decide whether they want to fuck bareback or not. Sara must have wanted his black baby juice." I couldn't believe she would risk pregnancy or catching a STD to fuck him. Marcus pulled my wife into the doggy style position and really started to fuck her hard. He caught us looking through the window and smiled. He showed us four fingers. "That means she's on her fourth orgasm." Marcus pulled my wife's face to the side and passionately kissed her. He then asked her where she wanted his cum. "In my pussy. Please cum in me. I never thought sex could be this exhilarating!" my wife moaned, a tear running down her cheek. To further humiliate me Marcus commanded, "Take off your wedding ring Sara." He smiled at me as my wife pulled the $7,000 diamond ring off and threw it on the ground. My heart broke. "Haha I didn't say throw it. You and your husband are gonna need some counseling after this," Marcus laughed. He started to slam into her deep and then pull all the way out of her pussy. The feeling of 9 inches of thick cock driving in and out of her pussy was too much for Sara. I couldn't believe she could take that much cock. She was always tight as hell whenever I fucked her and I was only 6 inches long. He also must have been 50% thicker than I was. I was amazed watching the two of them fuck. He was taking my wife to a world of pleasure she had never been. It was like he was taking her virginity. As strange as it sounds I felt proud of her at that moment. How many women could take a cock that deep? I also felt hurt because she didn't hold anything back. She was giving her body completely to Marcus and it especially hurt when they would kiss with such passion. He spit in her mouth twice and she swallowed it. He was going to take everything from my wife and use her as he wanted. As my emotions ran wild my dick began to ache. I regretted not being there earlier to see the whole thing. "Please cum Marcus! I can't take it anymore. I'll do anything." A devilish grin appeared on his face as he said, "I want to fuck your ass." "Ok...fine!" Sara barely managed to say as she tried to catch her breath. "Please just cum for me!" With that he plunged one final time into Sara and exploded. His ass cheeks spasmed as he shot load after load into my wife's pussy. Cum ran out of her and pooled on the bed as he collapsed on top of her. The was so much cum it was profane. How could anyone cum that much? He pulled Sara on top of him and covered her in a bed sheet. She was completely exhausted and they fell into a deep sleep. As I stood there recounting the days events I asked Thomas, "What the fuck changed from this afternoon to tonight?" "You'll have to ask her," he replied. End of chapter 1. The Bikini My wife, Kim used to be very demure and conservative. Then all of a sudden, almost without warning, she blossomed. I had been subtly trying to get her to show off more since we were married thirteen years ago. Finally she relented one evening and, by the multiple orgasms she had, I'd say she enjoyed it. Since that she has started dressing sexier. She does not wear see through tops or ridiculously short skirts, but her wardrobe has become more daring. Kim bought a few more thin sundresses and shorter skirts. Her blouses have gotten a little thinner and necklines a little lower, and bras have become all but unheard of. We visited Tina and her boyfriend Larry. Tina and Kim are co-workers. One day, after Tina caught Kim in her office half naked, they formed a little club. The Pantiless Sisterhood. It is a club of two. We had invited Larry over a few weeks ago to watch a football game and things got a little out of hand. Kim had walked out in a towel in front of Larry. She had got so excited teasing him, she ended up masturbating in front us. Ending in her having an earth shattering orgasm on the couch between Larry and I. The four of us used to be pretty close. We had often gone to dinner together and to movies. I always thought that Kim had a little crush on Larry, but she never acted on it. Larry's wife, Tina, has always been fairly attractive. She is a small girl, with blond and a pleasant face. It is her very large breasts that really make men take notice. That coupled with the fact that she has always worn clothing that accentuates her figure, usually has me trying to hide a growing erection. So, I have always had a little thing for her. We stopped by one weekend for a visit. After some chitchat, Larry gave us a tour of their house, which included a new pool. We sat around the pool for a while, having drinks and talking some more, when Tina suggested we all go swimming. Neither Kim nor I had brought a swimsuit. Tina told us not to worry, as they had extras. Now, Larry is roughly the same build as I am, so the suit he lent me was fine. When Kim came out from putting her borrowed bikini on, she had put her t-shirt on over it. She had a strange sheepish look on her face as she came over and sat next to me beside the pool. As Larry and Tina were getting more drinks, Kim leaned over and whispered in my ear. "Tina's bikini doesn't fit me." "That's okay, Larry's suit is a little loose on me. I'm sure yours looks fine." "No, you don't understand," she said pleadingly, looking toward the house where Larry and Tina were. "It really doesn't fit." "Let's see," the embarrassed look on Kim's face was getting me interested. "They are going to come out any minute," she whispered looking toward the house again. Now I had to see how the bikini was fitting her. "Just let me see. I'm sure it's not that bad." With a last glance at the house, she lifted her t-shirt up past her chin. She was right. Kim is much less amply endowed as Tina. She had the yellow bikini top tied as tightly as she could, but the cups fit her very loosely, allowing you see a good portion of her breasts under the loose cloth. As for the bottoms, they just barely hung on Kim's hips since she has thinner hips than Tina. The bottoms hung from her hipbones and gapped around the crotch. "It looks fine,' I lied." Besides you will be in the water, so no one will really see anything." "Are you kidding me," Kim countered. "My boobs don't even begin to fill out this top." Just then, Tina and Larry came back out with the drinks and Kim quickly covered back up with her shirt. After some more drinking and talking, Tina suggested we cool off in the pool. Tina's red bikini fit her better, tight in all the right places while still allowing her to bounce enticingly. "Come on, let's get in the water," she said pulling Kim to her feet. Kim pulled back, mumbling something about not wanting to get her hair wet. Tina wasn't listening and pulled at Kim's shirt, lifting it up past her boobs. "Yeah Kim," I prodded. "Why don't you get in the water? After all this is a pool party." Kim shot me a dirty look, and then I could see a light go on in her eyes. "Get that shirt off and get in the water, girl," Tina laughed. Kim, rather than cause a scene fighting to keep her shirt on, just shrugged and pull the shirt the rest of the way off. Kim stood there trying to explain that the suit did not fit very well. Tina took one look at Kim and her eyes went wide. The bikini top had shifted a little and one very erect, very pink nipple was peeking out. Kim crossed her arms in front of her chest, "See I told you it didn't fit!" Tina grabbed her arm, "What are you talking about? It fits you better than it fits me." "Tina, I am completely on display," she said a little too loud to be convincingly embarrassed. Her breathing was getting ragged and I could tell she was excited. Her eyes locked onto Larry, as she slowly pulled the top back into place hiding her erect nipple. Now that she had Larry's attention, I wondered what she was going to do with it. Turning around, she complained about the fit of the bottoms. "These are practically falling off of me," she wailed. The fabric was hanging low on her hips, exposing a good portion of her pale belly. A distinct tan line ran across her ass, and the loose bottoms gapped enough to exposed a good four inches of flesh that had rarely seen the sun. "Look if it makes you feel any better, I will adjust my bottoms so they are like yours." Tina turned around and pulled her bikini bottoms down until about six inches of ass crack was on display. But unlike Kim, she did not have a tan line. Either she tanned wearing a thong, or nothing at all. I was still processing the image of Tina lying by the pool in the buff, when Larry interjected. "It's still not fair...your swimsuits I mean. Your top still fits but Kim's doesn't," he stammered out the last part, his eyes fixated to Kim's bikini top. It had shifted again, allowing about half of her nipple to bask in the sunlight. Kim glance down, but made no move to fix her wayward top. Either she had missed seeing her exposure, or she was deliberately teasing Larry. "Since Larry is so concerned with equity here, I will loosen my top a little. Just in the interest of making you more at ease, Kim." Tina held her top with one hand while untying it behind her. She loosened the strings and retied it behind her. Now her red top was literally draped over her breasts, the strings barely tied around her back. Her nipples, hard and very evident beneath her top, were dangerously close to popping out. This was getting good. "Now can we go swimming?" Tina asked no one in particular. Kim shot me a smile, her nipple still half exposed. She and Tina turned and jumped into the pool. I looked at Larry and we both shrugged and jumped in after the girls. I swam up to Kim and hugged her from behind. My erect penis nestled nicely between her bare ass cheeks. Her bikini bottoms had slid down when she dove in the water. She leaned her head back and whispered in my ear. "I was going to ask you if this was alright, but I can tell that you like it." She wiggled her ass against my groin and giggled. "I think Larry may have seen my nipple when my top slipped." "He certainly liked what he saw," I told her glancing toward Tina and Larry, who were at the other end of the pool splashing each other. "You wouldn't be trying to tease him, would you?" "Of course not. It was an accident," she said sheepishly, biting her lower lip for added effect. "If I'm not careful, who knows what other kind of accidents might happen." She knew how to work her charms on me. She kissed me, quickly pulled her bottoms back into place and swam off toward Tina and Larry. Tina was busy trying to splash Larry. Her bikini top was doing nothing to hide her very bountiful breasts. With each splash, she bounced and jiggled. Finally, Larry grabbed her by the shoulders and dunked her. After a second or two, she came up sputtering. Her top had slipped down, exposing one of her huge globes to the three of us. She stood there clearing her wet hair from her face, not realizing the show she was giving us. Her exposed nipple was as hard as a bullet and like her ass; there was not a tan line to be found. She was no stranger to tanning nude. She followed our stare down to her uncovered breast. Letting out a yelp, she plunged back under the water. Larry and I started laughing, as she slowly reemerged tying her top back in place. "Nice show, honey!" Larry applauded. Tina's face was bright red with embarrassment, but her nipples told a different story. They were hard as pebbles under her bikini top. "Perverts!" she yelled as she turned and swam over to Kim. The two of them huddled together for a few minutes, before diving under water and swimming over to us. Larry and I watched as Kim swam up to Larry and Tina swam up to me. Still underwater, the girls grabbed our swimsuits from behind and tried to pull them down. I was able to fend off Tina pretty well. She only got my suit down to just below my hips. Kim seemed to have fared much better. She was able to pull Larry's suit down exposing his bare ass, as he had twisted facing away from Kim. After seeing that Kim had gotten Larry's suit almost the entire way off, Tina quit struggling with my suit. Kim had wrapped her arms around Larry's waist and was trying to pull his trunks down his legs. Her breasts were rubbing against his back. Larry made a little spin move and ended up facing Kim. She let out a little yelp and quickly let go. This gave Larry the opportunity to either cover up or go on the offensive. He chose the latter. Forgoing decency, he grabbed Kim and pinned her arms behind her back. Now she was helpless. Larry was a good foot taller and outweighed her by at least 80 pounds. Her breathing was labored with the exertion from the battle for Larry's trunks. Kim stood there vulnerable, her breasts thrust out against the wet fabric. The struggle had caused her top to shift a little and her left breast was just millimeters from being exposed. Her bikini bottoms had slid down on the right side, exposing most of her right hip and a good portion of her ass cheek. "Now you are going to pay," Larry crowed, looking at me for approval. After a quick nod from me, Larry reached between his chest and Kim's back and pulled the bikini tie from around her neck. Her top dropped to her waist. Kim struggled for a few seconds, and then realizing that it was useless, she relaxed. She was just standing there, her bare breasts heaving and Larry still holding her arms. Water dripped from her breasts and very erect nipples. I thought that she would continue to try to get away, but she simply stood there. I could see that Larry's trunks had slipped down further. I'm sure that she could feel his bare erection nestled between her ass cheeks through the thin fabric of her bikini. I could see Kim rocking her hips ever so slightly against Larry's lap. After almost a full minute of this, Tina went up as if to help Kim. I could see Larry give me a wink from behind Kim. I took a chance on what he meant and moved up behind Tina. I quickly grabbed Tina's arms like Larry had done with my wife. A brief struggle, the same resignation that Kim had shown and there we stood facing each other. "It looks like we have a stand off," I said. "Well, things are not even," Kim said, looking directly into Tina's eyes. I took the hint and untied Tina's top, letting it fall into the water. Tina and Kim stood helpless; their eyes locked onto the others breasts. "Things still aren't completely even," Larry ventured from behind my wife. With a quiet giggle, Tina moved her left hand down a little and took hold of my swimsuit waistband. She paused for a moment and them began pulling it down. I just stood there as she slid my trunks down my body. As Larry, Kim watched, her hips never stopped grinding against Larry. I let go of Tina's left arm and she slid my trunks down over my erect penis. My hard member sprang up and came to rest in the valley between her half naked ass cheeks. Now we were even. Kim looked into my eyes, and I saw just how excited she was. Her breathing was ragged and I had never seen her nipples harder. Her hips continued their slow gyrations against Larry's groin. Then Larry began pushing Kim closer to Tina and me. I pushed my erection firmly between Tina's ass cheeks, she leaned forward and their nipples were rubbing together. I heard a soft moan escape Tina's lips. I still had Tina's one arm held behind her, but she was far from trying to get away now. She pushed further forward and Kim and Tina's breasts were rubbing firmly together. Both women had their eyes closed, enjoying the feeling of their nipples sliding across each other. Kim's breathing came quicker and I could see that her hands were clutching Larry's bare hips. From behind, he was pushing against Kim rubbing his bare penis against her ass. She was caught up in the heat of the moment. Feeling Larry's hard penis pressing between her ass cheeks and her best friend's nipples rubbing against her own, her orgasm washed over her. The Bikini A couple of years ago, my wife and I were going through an exciting phase in our sex life. We had tried out various ideas, most of which involved my wife exposing herself to me, and to a lesser extent, other people. Various things happened, a couple of which I have already written about. This event took place one afternoon, after having decided to go to the beach. A while before this, my wife and I had decided that she needed a new bikini; and as she couldn't find one that showed her off enough for our liking, she decided she would make her own. For the material, she used some scraps of white material that you could almost see through when it was dry. When wet, it became totally see through. For ties, she used very thin white shoelaces, so there wouldn't be any sides or back to speak of, just three small white triangles. The top two triangles covered her nipples, and reached down about halfway between her nipples and the bottom edges of her breasts, exposing all the lower portions. Because the material was so thin, and the ties almost non-existent, her breasts jiggled about unconstrained when she walked. The lower part consisted of just a small triangle in the front, which she had cut so that it covered about half of her pubic mound (which was shaved smooth) and a tie which went around her waist, and tied at the sides, and another piece of the shoelace, which went from the bottom of the triangle upwards between her cheeks, to fasten to the waistband. The overall effect was astounding. When she walked towards you, her breasts moved as if they were not covered, with her nipples pointing proudly forward, easily visible. Because her pussy was totally shaven, you couldn't see any hair down below, but if you looked carefully you could make out the lines of her pussy lips, quite prominent, and not quite escaping from the edges of the lower triangle. Off we set for the beach, taking with us a light snack and two bottles of chilled wine, my wife wearing a thin beach coverall over her new bikini; me wearing a pair of shorts over the small black thong I liked to wear when we went to the beach (not very trendy, but made sure I showed my wife a fair view back in return.) We drove to a beach which was a decent distance from home, and entailed a long walk down an overgrown pathway, winding its way down to the beach, which still had some sand dunes left, almost a novelty nowadays. There were a couple of people quite a distance away, kicking a football about. Apart from them we had the beach to ourselves, so we placed some towels on the sand and proceeded with the picnic we'd brought. As I was driving, I couldn't partake of much of the wine, but as I didn't want my wife to feel as if she was drinking alone, I sipped at one glass occasionally. My wife however, once she'd taken off the beach wrap, was really enjoying the freedom the bikini gave her, and was stretching out on the towel, enjoying the sun, freely having one glass of wine after the other. I was more than happy for her to get intoxicated, as she loses even more inhibitions than ever, once anywhere near drunk. For my part, I had removed my shorts, and also was enjoying the freedom of movement the thong gave me. Before she got too drunk, I suggested we go for a dip. I couldn't wait to see what the bikini looked like when soaked through. We entered the sea slowly. My wife's body was so exposed anyway, wearing the three scraps of material, that I was permanently semi-erect, filling the pouch of the thong to overflowing. To remain anywhere near to decent, I had to make my penis lie sideways along the top edge of the thong, which kept most of it under cover, but a thong being what it is, it will never cover an erect penis totally. You could see a line of flesh above the top edge of the thong, where my penis was trying to break cover, ending where my knob-end poked about half its head out above the material. My wife on the other hand had by now fully submerged herself and was swimming around quite merrily. Until you try swimming in the sea wearing so little, you can't imagine the freedom experienced. There is no drag from clothing, and it feels as if you are naked when technically you aren't. We gradually stopped swimming around, and stood together just over waist height in the water. My wife's swimsuit was now totally transparent. You would swear she was naked. Her breasts were basically in full view, with the material doing nothing to hide that, not even colouring her skin white. Just totally transparent. We held each other close, my cock now having burst from its cover, the material no longer able to withstand the pressure. We kissed and caressed each other, me eagerly squeezing her lovely breasts and putting my other hand down between us to rub her shaven pussy. At the same time, my wife was squeezing my cock and jerking it slowly up and down, my thong having disappeared below my balls, which in the water, again is a lovely feeling. As the lower portion of my wife's bikini was so small, it didn't take much effort for me to put one, then two, fingers into my wife's eager pussy. I fingered her whilst she wanked me, and after a short time we both exploded; me cumming into the sea in a series of spurts; she soaking my fingers in warmth. When we had caught our breath, we tried to reassemble our miniscule clothing as best we could and slowly walked hand in hand back to where our towels lay on the sand. My wife continued to enjoy the chilled wine, whilst I continued to enjoy looking at her body. Her bikini still wet, she was virtually lying there naked. Her breasts stood up proud, the slight breeze keeping her nipples fully aroused. Her cunt was in full view; the wet material seeming to emphasize the lips wide open, engorged with blood, soaked with passion. What a view! I had never seen her looking sexier. There was still no-one vaguely near us, so I started massaging her breasts with my hand. She was thoroughly enjoying this treatment, as well as still enjoying the wine, by now into the second bottle. I kissed her on the lips, while reaching behind her to undo the ties to her bikini top, slowly slid it from her, leaving her breasts truly out in the open, and then continued my massage. I was slowly allowing my hand to wander lower down her body, until I was finally rubbing my fingers against the wet material covering her cunt lips. My wife was in heaven; she was pushing her tits into the air, arching her back, letting her legs open wide to aid my kneading of her pussy. By now most of the second bottle of wine had gone, and my wife was seriously intoxicated. I didn't regret this in the slightest. All it meant to me was that now she definitely wouldn't object to what I now had in mind. Even though my wife had been in rapture when I was feeling her pussy, she just couldn't stave off the effects of the wine. She became increasingly drowsy, and gradually fell into a deep sleep. This suited my purpose perfectly. I gently untied the shoelaces at the sides of my wife's bikini bottoms, and slipped them from between her legs until they were right off her, baring her wet gash to the world. Her cunt looked magnificent! Lips wide open; glistening with inner and outer moisture; almost looking as if it was trying to turn itself inside out. I couldn't keep my fingers off her; or out of her! I gently rubbed my fingers along the length of her slit, spreading the moisture evenly from one end to the other. I then pressed two fingers into her and moved them in and out slowly, making sure that all the surfaces I could reach were equally wet. I then lowered my head to her pussy and licked along the length of it, savouring the familiar taste that I loved so much. My cock had been erect for some time, with my knob end sticking proudly out of my tiny thong. I occasionally ran my fingers along the length of my rigid cock, teasing it into full hardness, and now and again gripped it and pulled my foreskin up and down. Surely days didn't come better than this? Whilst looking around me to ensure we shouldn't be disturbed, I saw that the two people at the far end of the beach seemed closer than before. This made me want to try something else. I made the unfinished bottle of wine stand up in the sand, opened my wife's legs to really expose her pussy, and crawled away into the nearby dunes to see what might happen, if anything. As the two people got closer, I could see that they were youngsters, about 16 or 17 possibly, wearing trunks, and kicking the ball to each other whilst moving along the beach. At every moment I expected them to turn and leave the beach in some other direction, but they kept walking our way. They could obviously see by now that someone was lying on the beach, and walked in the general direction of my wife, who was fast asleep and motionless. As the boys got closer and closer, they must have been increasingly able to see that my wife wasn't wearing much. They started to look around them the closer they got, presumably to see if she was alone or accompanied. This action continued until they were in line with my wife, when they could obviously see all that was blatantly on show. My wife hadn't moved since I'd left her side and her gaping cunt was staring the two boys in the face. They continued looking quickly around, whilst walking closer all the time to my wife's prone body. I couldn't hear what they were saying to each other but imagined it in my head. Although I was far enough away from them not to be seen, I could plainly see by now that both boys had erections pushing at their trunks. I was just sorry my wife couldn't see them. I'm sure she would have loved the view. The boys by now were standing at my wife's feet, still looking around furtively. One of them was rubbing his cock through his trunks. Some comment passed between them and they seemed satisfied that they were alone with my wife. They sat down on the edges of our towel; when one of them reached out slowly and clutched one of my wife's breasts, quite timidly at first, then when no reaction came, more confidently. This seemed to act as a catalyst to the boys' behaviour. The first boy gripped both of my wife's tits, and fondled them. The second boy reached forward and tentatively touched her pussy; gently, then more firmly, until he slid his finger, then fingers, into her extremely wet cunt. This boy then started to finger my wife with obvious excitement, to which I'm not sure, but I thought I saw a shudder from my wife's body. This response brought an immediate reaction from him. He straight away pulled down his trunks and, lying down on my wife's body, attempted to (and succeeded to) enter her pussy with his, I must say, formidable erection. He then proceeded to fuck my wife most vigorously. I'd forgotten that people could fuck that quickly. His rear end sticking up into the air, he banged away as fast as he could. This sight made his mate also pull down his trunks and proceed to wank away merrily, whilst still squeezing my wife's tits. During this activity, my wife was stirring slightly. She'd moved her arms out from her sides, opened her legs even wider, raising her knees in the process. She was I think starting to enjoy the action of fucking even though not fully awake. Something about the fact of my wife joining in with the act of fucking, caused the first boy to increase his speed, believe it or not, and, arching his back, ram his cock deep into my wife, and bellow out loud as he obviously had a huge orgasm, making him freeze as it were until he could move again. His mate, seeing him orgasm so loudly, pushed him out of the way and swiftly took his place between my wife's legs. He then proceeded in a similar fashion, to fuck my wife to his best ability. He rammed it in as hard as he could, as fast as he could. During this fucking session, I had been wanking myself to a frenzy! The sight of these two young boys fucking my wife so energetically, was as exciting as anything I'd ever seen. When she began to join in the action, obviously enjoying it to the max, this sent me over the top. Trying my utmost not to make a sound, I splashed huge jets of come all over myself; from my chin, down to my waist. The second lad, within about two minutes, copied his friend and had an obvious orgasm inside my wife; her pushing against him for all her worth, trying to get his cock further into her cunt. A few seconds later, I couldn't believe my eyes when the first young lad pushed his friend to one side, and positioned himself between my wife's legs, sporting another formidable erection. I'd forgotten how fast you can recover when young. He then entered my wife's cunt again, slower this time, and started fucking her at a slower pace than before. Although slower than before he seemed to fuck her harder this time. His thrusts looked harder, the reaction from my wife larger. She was calling out for the boy to fuck her again, harder and harder. This was an amazing scene to watch. Even I was getting hard again. I couldn't keep my hand off my cock. I'd removed my thong and was wanking like mad with my right hand, and squeezing and tickling my balls with my left. I only regretted not having a camera with me (something I bore in mind on subsequent occasions.) The lad was now on the vinegar stroke, and with a howl, came again, deep into my wife's pussy. As had happened earlier, he was quickly replaced by his friend, who again started to fuck my wife with vigour; almost as if he was trying to ram his arse right through to the other side of her. He lasted for another few minutes, when he too came, with a screech that was just about drowned by the scream my wife made as she exploded also. It seemed as if the three of them had at least temporarily had enough sex for the time being, as my wife turned over onto her side, and the boys, not seeming to know what to do next, pulled up their trunks, and sidled away, again looking around them, partly I think to see if they'd been noticed, partly I think because they just couldn't believe their luck. Being much older than the lads, I hadn't come the second time yet, and when the boys left, I scurried down to my wife to make sure she was ok. I needn't have worried; she was lying on her side, and when I lay down beside her, she immediately said "You took your time; fuck me, now!" Well what can you do? I try my best to please. We fucked on the beach then. It had been a long time since we'd had sex on the beach, and I'd never fucked her while she was so full of other people's come! So that was nearly two records broken! As always this escapade will always stay with us, and its retelling has excited us to orgasm, many times over the years. It has always been as enjoyable to us in the retelling as in the original actions. It obviously isn't as frightening, if that's the right word, as when it takes place. You get a type of trepidation inside that almost makes you stop what you're doing sometimes, but you don't stop because you know how excited you will both be later. This has always been the case with my wife and myself, and I hope always will be. Until next time.