Beachside Threesome
by Unknown
Since you are interested in trading hot sexually specific stories about erotic experiences, we'll take you up on your offer. My wife, Sharon, and I are in our 40s. She's 46 and looks 36. I'm 48 and look 48. Sharon has an incredible body. She is 5'7" tall with long legs, still firm breasts, a flat stomach, and fair skin. Her hair is blondish and her measurements are a delightful 36-C/23.5/35.5. At 120 pounds, she is a very delectable woman. I'm 5'11" with broad shoulders and a rather mesomorphic build.
We live in central Florida and, until recently, had a rather conventional lifestyle (with a few outrageous exceptions). However, we are becoming more experimental and have been into semi-public sex, flashing, and other similar 'fun and games' for the past few years. Well, our more open outlook on sexuality took a major leap forward about three months ago. We like to take little 'road trips' around the state. They give us a chance to explore our erotic inclinations in anonymous settings.
We were on such a jaunt, cruising down A-1-A along the coast when our little adventure took place. If you are familiar with the Atlantic coast of Florida, you probably know that large sections of undeveloped beachfront still remain in northern and central Florida.
It was late Sunday afternoon as we drove through one of these secluded areas. Sharon wore very little (as usual on these outings). A thin silk shirt and a long lightweight cotton skirt that buttoned all the way up the front made up her entire outfit--no bra or panties to get in the way. She was lightly caressing her nipples through the silk and they were standing out in obvious excitement. Adding to this provocative play, she had unbuttoned all but the top two buttons on her skirt, giving me an almost totally unobstructed view of her tightly trimmed pussy. To enhance my interest, she would stroke her legs and slide her long fingers along her clit and into her rapidly juicing slit. All the while, she kept coyly asking me if I wouldn't like to pull over and sample her wares.
I had all I could do to keep from swerving headlong into the impenetrable wall of palmetto and underbrush that lined both sides of the road. Fortunately, the palmetto barrier was broken periodically by little sandy passthroughs that allowed cars to get around between the jungle-like vegetation and the dunes leading to the beach. When she past her wet finger right under my nose and cooed that she had mixed up a little cocktail for me, my cock all but sprang up and grabbed the steering wheel. I turned into the next opening toward the beach. The underbrush opened into a sandy area that was about forty feet long on either side of the opening. There was one car parked toward the northern end, so we turned south and came to a stop at the southernmost point. There were several trails through the Palmetto leading up over the dunes to the beach.
I ran the windows down, shut the car off, and focused on my sexy wife, who had opened her blouse and was engrossed in stroking her breasts with one hand and fingering her exposed pussy with the other. I slid over to the passenger side and she lifted up to allow us to change positions. At this point she felt it was necessary to release the strangle hold my shorts had on my engorged cock. It sprang free in all its glory, as if looking for that very familiar envelope of soft, wet and warm flesh. As I leaned back, she slid my shorts down and off and began stroking my cock in earnest. Although its not particularly long, a little over 6-1/2", it is very thick, over 1-3/4" in diameter. Sharon thinks its perfect and I tend to agree. I stroked the back of her neck and she moved down to suck my cock.
She was totally engrossed in licking and sucking when I noticed someone peeking out from behind a palmetto bush. He appeared to be in his mid to late thirties, clean cut, built on the slight side, and wearing only a pair of shorts. He was not very aggressive and began to turn away, when he realized that I saw him.
His shy non-threatening behavior is probably one of the reasons that I did something that even surprised me. I motioned for him to come closer. He came right up to the passenger side car door and peered inside at my wife's bobbing head. She was oblivious to his arrival until I quietly told her that we had company. At that point, Sharon popped her head up and when she saw him looking at her let out an embarrassed little cry and attempted to close her shirt to cover her tits. My stiff cock was waving in the breeze and his eyes kept darting from it to her and back again as he began to stammer a series of apologetic remarks.
I laughed and told my wife that our new friend obviously wanted a better look at those beautiful melons that she was trying to hide and encouraged her to give him a peek. Then I asked him if he would like to see her breasts. He vigorously shook his head yes and stared longingly at her chest. When she realized that I was in control of the situation, Sharon became playful and told him that she would show him hers if he showed her his and began to seductively expose her left breast. He furtively glanced around and realizing that he was in a very secluded area dropped his shorts to the ground, exposing a good sized cock that was longer but much thinner than mine. He began stroking his already hard member to expand it to the maximum degree. My wife made admiring noises and opened her shirt completely.
While they were examining each others equipment, I made a move to get my prick where it wanted to be. Assuring her that she could see better if she got closer to the window, I invited her to straddle me. Sharon quickly complied and brazenly slipped my rigid cock into her incredibly wet pussy. While she was doing it, she never took her eyes off of his prick. He pumped furiously as he watched her pussy swallow my cock. I slipped her shirt completely off; quickly unbuttoned the last two buttons of her skirt; and pulled it away. It was a wonderful sight --My beautiful wife totally naked and bouncing madly up and down on my prick, while this total stranger eagerly watched the whole thing.
As we fucked, the guy leaned in for a better view and I suggested that he help my wife achieve a spectacular orgasm by gently playing with her breasts, while I used my thumb to play with her clit. For the first time in years another hand began stroking her breasts and tweaking her nipples. She was almost frantic now and mumbled, 'let me do that,' as she reached out the window to grab his cock. With both hands now free, he began stroking and caressing my wife's entire body, and even gave my balls a couple of rubs.
Things then really got out of control. She was moaning and frantically bouncing up and down on my prick. All three of us were pumping, stroking, and grunting like there was no tomorrow. I remember starting to reach for the door handle so I could watch my wife jacking him off.
Fortunately, he regained enough presence of mind to pull away from Sharon's frantic grip and open the car door. As he moved back in close to us, his cock looked like it was ready to explode. The head was a dark purple with precome glistening at the tip. Sharon immediately picked up where she had left off and began stroking it in earnest. He leaned in and began nibbling at the back of her neck, while stroking her breasts, back, belly, clit and my cock and balls. She was in a trance...grinding her flowing pussy up, down, and around on my prick, while never taking her eyes off that strange cock in her hand. He just kept moving his hips back and forth and groaning loudly.
The sights, sounds, and musky odor had me so damned excited that I just started pumping like a mad man. Then Sharon's delightful cunt began its involuntary contractions around my cock as she began a long deep orgasm. Our new friend lost it at that point and his come shot all over us an him. He must have been saving it up for awhile because it just kept spurting as my wife kept pulling on his dick. I don't think she was even conscious of what she was doing and the thought that she might rip it right off his body passed through my mind. It didn't seem to bother him. He just threw back his head and kept pumping cum all over everything. Right after he started shooting, my cock exploded and I pumped a good load into my wife's grasping pussy.
She released his wilting cock and fell forward against me, shaking and heaving in orgasmic after shocks. He sort of fell away from the car into a sitting position on the ground. After a few minutes of silence broken only by heavy breathing, Sharon raised her head and looked at me then at our exhausted friend. She had a strange look of concern on her face that dissolved into a giggle as she gazed at the stupid grin on my face and the globs of cum that dripped and drooled off everything. We all started laughing in sort of a self congratulatory "job well done" way.
My wife then slowly began to lift herself off my collapsed cock and cum began to ooze out of her very liquid pussy. She twisted around and sat on my lap extending her legs out of the car. Believe it or not, a short bout of small talk followed. It turned out our friend was married. The ring on his finger made that observation plain before he said it. His wife and kids had gone to see her folks in Atlanta for a couple of weeks and he had decided to enjoy the beach. He then began to mumble something about feeling guilty to which my wife quickly replied with her opinion that it just happened unplanned and spontaneously to all of us. Therefore, guilt shouldn't be an issue. Although her rationale seemed a bit flawed, I certainly didn't feel guilty about anything and said so. He shrugged and laughed in apparent agreement.
I could see his eyes straying to my wife's well cropped pussy. He would peek and look up quickly to make eye contact with each of us again. It was then that I realized that he had never been in a position to have a real good look at that luscious sight. I couldn't resist showing it to him. I told Sharon that our friend needed a better look at that wonderful rosebud that lurked between her closed legs. Then I sternly ordered her to bend over my lap. She shot me one of those "who do you think you are" looks which quickly dissolved into a smile. With eyes demurely looking toward the ground, she stood up and in mock subservience crawled onto my lap.
As our friend eagerly leaned forward for a good long look, I began to stroke Sharon's nicely rounded ass and gently spread her legs apart until her beautiful pussy and asshole were in full view. I gently stroked her clit and dipped my fingers in her flowing pussy spreading her pink puffy outer lips apart. White globs of cum slowly drooled from that hot sticky orifice. She relaxed into my lap and made barely audible mewling sounds as I caressed her, until now, very private area.
Our friend seemed to slip into an almost trance-like state, leaning to within a few inches of her pussy and inhaling deeply. I quietly encouraged him to go ahead and taste her.
He moved forward between her spread thighs and began to kiss and lick the tops and insides of her creamy thighs and along the crack between her ass cheeks. Then his mouth and tongue found her pussy lips and clit. Her pussy flowed with a mixture of my cum and her juices and the sight of this guy lapping and licking it up like honey had me hard as a rock in no time. I loved it and kept encouraging him to get every drop of her nectar, while she squirmed and moaned, making even more quantities of sweet pussy juice. As he continued to lick and suck, I spread her ass cheeks wide apart to give him a close up view of her puckered pink little asshole.
My wife always gets extremely excited if I play with that orifice while we are fucking, so I slipped my finger in my mouth to get it nice and wet and began to rim her tight little hole with it. Surprisingly, his tongue quickly followed my finger and rasped across the delicate pink rim of her asshole. She hissed out a hoarse "yeeees" as his tongue found the center of her hole and began to disappear into her ass. Even after years of marriage, my tongue had never ventured into that portal...along the rim...yes. But, never inside.
Sharon began pushing back toward his probing tongue, trying to get as much of it in as possible. I rolled my finger over her bulging clit and she went into what seemed like an endless orgasm as he drove that tongue ever farther up her ass. After another spasm of uncontrollable shaking, my wife eased off my lap and turned to face her new lover. His cock was again standing out straight and he began to flog it mindlessly.
She stepped forward caressing his face and body and in a half whisper again murmured, "Let me do that." She then slid to her knees and began gently stroking his cock and fondling his balls as she kissed and licked around the head and shaft of his engorged prick. I just leaned back and began stroking my cock, watching the erotic scene unfold. She has always been a wonderful cocksucker, with an unbelievable talent for taking me to the edge several times before allowing me to shoot down her throat. Today, she was absolutely fantastic.
Thanks to her loving attention and talented mouth, he obviously went right to the brink several times before warning her in a very strained voice that he was about to come. I guess that was his wife's signal to pull away. Not so with mine. She went at that prick with gusto, sucking, slurping, and groaning around that strange cock until it disgorged its cargo. He must have shot a huge load, because she just kept swallowing and slurping for what seemed like an interminable time. As he began to wilt, she continued to lick his spent cock and balls, making sure there wasn't a trace of cum left. He just collapsed onto the ground again and lay there motionless.
My unbelievably hot wife smiled, stood up, and turned to me. She was absolutely mesmerizing. Gleaming points of moisture seemed to erupt from every pore and tiny rivulets of sweat ran down her body. She stepped over to me, leaned over and kissed me, pushing her tongue into my mouth and swirling it around. I felt the salty substance pour from her mouth into mine; and, although I don't consider myself gay, had my first taste of another man's cum. I pushed any thoughts of latent homosexuality out of my mind and responded eagerly to her kisses. As we swirled our tongues together, her hand took hold of my hard cock, which I had totally forgotten. She broke our kiss and offhandedly observed that I might be good for one more tasty load. With that she leaned down and began sucking my cock. There was no lingering licking and oral foreplay as with our now deflated friend. She knew exactly how to get every drop out of me and she did it in a matter of moments. I didn't even try to hold back and just let go into her hot liquid mouth.
Afterwards, she gave each of us a long intimate kiss, still spreading sperm around. Then, looking at the darkening sky suggested that it might be wise to head for our respective homes. We haven't seen our friend since that day at the beach, but we now talk a lot about engaging in similar adventures in the months ahead. I'm certainly all for it. What do you think?
by Unknown
Since you are interested in trading hot sexually specific stories about erotic experiences, we'll take you up on your offer. My wife, Sharon, and I are in our 40s. She's 46 and looks 36. I'm 48 and look 48. Sharon has an incredible body. She is 5'7" tall with long legs, still firm breasts, a flat stomach, and fair skin. Her hair is blondish and her measurements are a delightful 36-C/23.5/35.5. At 120 pounds, she is a very delectable woman. I'm 5'11" with broad shoulders and a rather mesomorphic build.
We live in central Florida and, until recently, had a rather conventional lifestyle (with a few outrageous exceptions). However, we are becoming more experimental and have been into semi-public sex, flashing, and other similar 'fun and games' for the past few years. Well, our more open outlook on sexuality took a major leap forward about three months ago. We like to take little 'road trips' around the state. They give us a chance to explore our erotic inclinations in anonymous settings.
We were on such a jaunt, cruising down A-1-A along the coast when our little adventure took place. If you are familiar with the Atlantic coast of Florida, you probably know that large sections of undeveloped beachfront still remain in northern and central Florida.
It was late Sunday afternoon as we drove through one of these secluded areas. Sharon wore very little (as usual on these outings). A thin silk shirt and a long lightweight cotton skirt that buttoned all the way up the front made up her entire outfit--no bra or panties to get in the way. She was lightly caressing her nipples through the silk and they were standing out in obvious excitement. Adding to this provocative play, she had unbuttoned all but the top two buttons on her skirt, giving me an almost totally unobstructed view of her tightly trimmed pussy. To enhance my interest, she would stroke her legs and slide her long fingers along her clit and into her rapidly juicing slit. All the while, she kept coyly asking me if I wouldn't like to pull over and sample her wares.
I had all I could do to keep from swerving headlong into the impenetrable wall of palmetto and underbrush that lined both sides of the road. Fortunately, the palmetto barrier was broken periodically by little sandy passthroughs that allowed cars to get around between the jungle-like vegetation and the dunes leading to the beach. When she past her wet finger right under my nose and cooed that she had mixed up a little cocktail for me, my cock all but sprang up and grabbed the steering wheel. I turned into the next opening toward the beach. The underbrush opened into a sandy area that was about forty feet long on either side of the opening. There was one car parked toward the northern end, so we turned south and came to a stop at the southernmost point. There were several trails through the Palmetto leading up over the dunes to the beach.
I ran the windows down, shut the car off, and focused on my sexy wife, who had opened her blouse and was engrossed in stroking her breasts with one hand and fingering her exposed pussy with the other. I slid over to the passenger side and she lifted up to allow us to change positions. At this point she felt it was necessary to release the strangle hold my shorts had on my engorged cock. It sprang free in all its glory, as if looking for that very familiar envelope of soft, wet and warm flesh. As I leaned back, she slid my shorts down and off and began stroking my cock in earnest. Although its not particularly long, a little over 6-1/2", it is very thick, over 1-3/4" in diameter. Sharon thinks its perfect and I tend to agree. I stroked the back of her neck and she moved down to suck my cock.
She was totally engrossed in licking and sucking when I noticed someone peeking out from behind a palmetto bush. He appeared to be in his mid to late thirties, clean cut, built on the slight side, and wearing only a pair of shorts. He was not very aggressive and began to turn away, when he realized that I saw him.
His shy non-threatening behavior is probably one of the reasons that I did something that even surprised me. I motioned for him to come closer. He came right up to the passenger side car door and peered inside at my wife's bobbing head. She was oblivious to his arrival until I quietly told her that we had company. At that point, Sharon popped her head up and when she saw him looking at her let out an embarrassed little cry and attempted to close her shirt to cover her tits. My stiff cock was waving in the breeze and his eyes kept darting from it to her and back again as he began to stammer a series of apologetic remarks.
I laughed and told my wife that our new friend obviously wanted a better look at those beautiful melons that she was trying to hide and encouraged her to give him a peek. Then I asked him if he would like to see her breasts. He vigorously shook his head yes and stared longingly at her chest. When she realized that I was in control of the situation, Sharon became playful and told him that she would show him hers if he showed her his and began to seductively expose her left breast. He furtively glanced around and realizing that he was in a very secluded area dropped his shorts to the ground, exposing a good sized cock that was longer but much thinner than mine. He began stroking his already hard member to expand it to the maximum degree. My wife made admiring noises and opened her shirt completely.
While they were examining each others equipment, I made a move to get my prick where it wanted to be. Assuring her that she could see better if she got closer to the window, I invited her to straddle me. Sharon quickly complied and brazenly slipped my rigid cock into her incredibly wet pussy. While she was doing it, she never took her eyes off of his prick. He pumped furiously as he watched her pussy swallow my cock. I slipped her shirt completely off; quickly unbuttoned the last two buttons of her skirt; and pulled it away. It was a wonderful sight --My beautiful wife totally naked and bouncing madly up and down on my prick, while this total stranger eagerly watched the whole thing.
As we fucked, the guy leaned in for a better view and I suggested that he help my wife achieve a spectacular orgasm by gently playing with her breasts, while I used my thumb to play with her clit. For the first time in years another hand began stroking her breasts and tweaking her nipples. She was almost frantic now and mumbled, 'let me do that,' as she reached out the window to grab his cock. With both hands now free, he began stroking and caressing my wife's entire body, and even gave my balls a couple of rubs.
Things then really got out of control. She was moaning and frantically bouncing up and down on my prick. All three of us were pumping, stroking, and grunting like there was no tomorrow. I remember starting to reach for the door handle so I could watch my wife jacking him off.
Fortunately, he regained enough presence of mind to pull away from Sharon's frantic grip and open the car door. As he moved back in close to us, his cock looked like it was ready to explode. The head was a dark purple with precome glistening at the tip. Sharon immediately picked up where she had left off and began stroking it in earnest. He leaned in and began nibbling at the back of her neck, while stroking her breasts, back, belly, clit and my cock and balls. She was in a trance...grinding her flowing pussy up, down, and around on my prick, while never taking her eyes off that strange cock in her hand. He just kept moving his hips back and forth and groaning loudly.
The sights, sounds, and musky odor had me so damned excited that I just started pumping like a mad man. Then Sharon's delightful cunt began its involuntary contractions around my cock as she began a long deep orgasm. Our new friend lost it at that point and his come shot all over us an him. He must have been saving it up for awhile because it just kept spurting as my wife kept pulling on his dick. I don't think she was even conscious of what she was doing and the thought that she might rip it right off his body passed through my mind. It didn't seem to bother him. He just threw back his head and kept pumping cum all over everything. Right after he started shooting, my cock exploded and I pumped a good load into my wife's grasping pussy.
She released his wilting cock and fell forward against me, shaking and heaving in orgasmic after shocks. He sort of fell away from the car into a sitting position on the ground. After a few minutes of silence broken only by heavy breathing, Sharon raised her head and looked at me then at our exhausted friend. She had a strange look of concern on her face that dissolved into a giggle as she gazed at the stupid grin on my face and the globs of cum that dripped and drooled off everything. We all started laughing in sort of a self congratulatory "job well done" way.
My wife then slowly began to lift herself off my collapsed cock and cum began to ooze out of her very liquid pussy. She twisted around and sat on my lap extending her legs out of the car. Believe it or not, a short bout of small talk followed. It turned out our friend was married. The ring on his finger made that observation plain before he said it. His wife and kids had gone to see her folks in Atlanta for a couple of weeks and he had decided to enjoy the beach. He then began to mumble something about feeling guilty to which my wife quickly replied with her opinion that it just happened unplanned and spontaneously to all of us. Therefore, guilt shouldn't be an issue. Although her rationale seemed a bit flawed, I certainly didn't feel guilty about anything and said so. He shrugged and laughed in apparent agreement.
I could see his eyes straying to my wife's well cropped pussy. He would peek and look up quickly to make eye contact with each of us again. It was then that I realized that he had never been in a position to have a real good look at that luscious sight. I couldn't resist showing it to him. I told Sharon that our friend needed a better look at that wonderful rosebud that lurked between her closed legs. Then I sternly ordered her to bend over my lap. She shot me one of those "who do you think you are" looks which quickly dissolved into a smile. With eyes demurely looking toward the ground, she stood up and in mock subservience crawled onto my lap.
As our friend eagerly leaned forward for a good long look, I began to stroke Sharon's nicely rounded ass and gently spread her legs apart until her beautiful pussy and asshole were in full view. I gently stroked her clit and dipped my fingers in her flowing pussy spreading her pink puffy outer lips apart. White globs of cum slowly drooled from that hot sticky orifice. She relaxed into my lap and made barely audible mewling sounds as I caressed her, until now, very private area.
Our friend seemed to slip into an almost trance-like state, leaning to within a few inches of her pussy and inhaling deeply. I quietly encouraged him to go ahead and taste her.
He moved forward between her spread thighs and began to kiss and lick the tops and insides of her creamy thighs and along the crack between her ass cheeks. Then his mouth and tongue found her pussy lips and clit. Her pussy flowed with a mixture of my cum and her juices and the sight of this guy lapping and licking it up like honey had me hard as a rock in no time. I loved it and kept encouraging him to get every drop of her nectar, while she squirmed and moaned, making even more quantities of sweet pussy juice. As he continued to lick and suck, I spread her ass cheeks wide apart to give him a close up view of her puckered pink little asshole.
My wife always gets extremely excited if I play with that orifice while we are fucking, so I slipped my finger in my mouth to get it nice and wet and began to rim her tight little hole with it. Surprisingly, his tongue quickly followed my finger and rasped across the delicate pink rim of her asshole. She hissed out a hoarse "yeeees" as his tongue found the center of her hole and began to disappear into her ass. Even after years of marriage, my tongue had never ventured into that portal...along the rim...yes. But, never inside.
Sharon began pushing back toward his probing tongue, trying to get as much of it in as possible. I rolled my finger over her bulging clit and she went into what seemed like an endless orgasm as he drove that tongue ever farther up her ass. After another spasm of uncontrollable shaking, my wife eased off my lap and turned to face her new lover. His cock was again standing out straight and he began to flog it mindlessly.
She stepped forward caressing his face and body and in a half whisper again murmured, "Let me do that." She then slid to her knees and began gently stroking his cock and fondling his balls as she kissed and licked around the head and shaft of his engorged prick. I just leaned back and began stroking my cock, watching the erotic scene unfold. She has always been a wonderful cocksucker, with an unbelievable talent for taking me to the edge several times before allowing me to shoot down her throat. Today, she was absolutely fantastic.
Thanks to her loving attention and talented mouth, he obviously went right to the brink several times before warning her in a very strained voice that he was about to come. I guess that was his wife's signal to pull away. Not so with mine. She went at that prick with gusto, sucking, slurping, and groaning around that strange cock until it disgorged its cargo. He must have shot a huge load, because she just kept swallowing and slurping for what seemed like an interminable time. As he began to wilt, she continued to lick his spent cock and balls, making sure there wasn't a trace of cum left. He just collapsed onto the ground again and lay there motionless.
My unbelievably hot wife smiled, stood up, and turned to me. She was absolutely mesmerizing. Gleaming points of moisture seemed to erupt from every pore and tiny rivulets of sweat ran down her body. She stepped over to me, leaned over and kissed me, pushing her tongue into my mouth and swirling it around. I felt the salty substance pour from her mouth into mine; and, although I don't consider myself gay, had my first taste of another man's cum. I pushed any thoughts of latent homosexuality out of my mind and responded eagerly to her kisses. As we swirled our tongues together, her hand took hold of my hard cock, which I had totally forgotten. She broke our kiss and offhandedly observed that I might be good for one more tasty load. With that she leaned down and began sucking my cock. There was no lingering licking and oral foreplay as with our now deflated friend. She knew exactly how to get every drop out of me and she did it in a matter of moments. I didn't even try to hold back and just let go into her hot liquid mouth.
Afterwards, she gave each of us a long intimate kiss, still spreading sperm around. Then, looking at the darkening sky suggested that it might be wise to head for our respective homes. We haven't seen our friend since that day at the beach, but we now talk a lot about engaging in similar adventures in the months ahead. I'm certainly all for it. What do you think?
