WHAT A VACATION! by The Houston SHOWOFF
I feel I have lived every married man's fantasy!
A few weeks before our most recent vacation, late last year, my wife Beth and I had a discussion that went something like this:
"Well, Honey, what do you want to do for your vacation?" Asked Beth.
"You mean 'our' vacation, don't you, and I'm not sure yet." I replied, "but I'd like to go to Florida, where it's warmer." (Our vacation was planned for late November, when it's cool in most of the US.)
"Ohhh, that'd be nice, we could go to Epcot and maybe see the Space Center, but no, I MEANT YOUR vacation. Remember, I don't work for a living, I stay home, so it's YOUR Vacation, Jim. Now, what do YOU want to do?" She answered.
"I think you'd probably take issue with some of the things we would do on MY vacation, that's why I said it's OUR vacation. That way we do what YOU want to do, and you don't get upset at me." I explained.
"You haven't even told me what it is that you want to do, how do you know I'd get upset." She asked pointedly.
"OK, I've only got 3 things that I'd like to include in MY vacation. Anything else, we could do what YOU want to do. Are you sure you want to hear what they are?" I kidded.
"Yes, I want to know what they are, 'cause we're gonna do them!" She exclaimed. "It's YOUR vacation, so we'll do whatever it is YOU want!"
"I'll let you change your mind after I tell you the first thing." And I proceeded to tell her the first thing that I had in mind.
"Oh! Well, we've done that before, and it WAS exciting for both of us," she admitted. "What's the second thing?"
So I told her that, too.
"You know I don't like..." she started out testily.
"Wait a minute!" I cut in, "I'm not going to let this escalate into an argument. You asked me what I wanted to do for a vacation. I even argued that you didn't want to know, but you talked me into telling you. Now if you don't want to do it, admit I was right, and we can get on with planning OUR vacation."
She was quiet for a few minutes while she thought about what I'd said, before she continued. "You're right. You know what I like and don't and it IS your vacation. You have the right to want to do anything. What's the third thing?"
I told her that, too. I was surprised that she didn't blow up over what I suggested, but she didn't. All she said was "I'll think about it, but lets still plan to go to Florida...I like that much of it anyway."
About a week before we were to leave, when we were snuggling on the sofa watching TV one night, she brought it up again. "If we did all the things you want to do, could we still visit Epcot and the Space Center?"
"Sure," I replied, "And maybe even go to St Augustine, too. We've never been there before, and if we have time, maybe drop down to the Everglades."
"Ohhhh, That would be nice. We both like the Everglades." She said, then hesitated before she said, "Ok, let's do it. What the hell, you only live once!"
"All of it?" I asked, caught off balance by her sudden agreement.
"Sure, why not." She agreed, "It's obviously something you've thought about for a long time, and it IS YOUR vacation. So, sure, all of it."
I was ecstatic! And you'll see why as you read the following account of our vacation.
We left Houston (yeah, I know it's warmer there than most places, but it's normally warmer yet in Florida) on Thanksgiving morning about 8 o'clock. I was wearing my usual driving 'outfit', a pair of sweat pants and, even though it was cool (about 50 degrees or so) a short sleeved shirt. Beth was wearing a light jacket over a button up the front blouse and a pair of slacks.
Once the car got warm inside and we got out of the heavy traffic surrounding the city of Houston, and onto I10 East, I turned to Beth and said "You can open your blouse any time you want."
I got a thrill (as I always do) as I watched Beth pull the light jacket open, then unbutton all the buttons on her blouse and pull both sides wide open, exposing her tits to anyone in a vehicle high enough to see into the car. (That was one of the 'rules' of this trip, no bras allowed.) This includes most large pickups, big vans and tractor-trailer rigs, 'cause we drive a low 'sports' car.
Beth's tits are really nice! They're soft, they sag a little and they're topped by large, stand-up nipples, surrounded by red/maroon areola that darken as she gets excited. And from their color, and the fact that her nipples were already standing, I guessed that she was already getting excited.
"Now to glide up next to that rig up there." I said as I watched her tits bounce and jiggle. "I'll see how long we can stay along side. Remember, you agreed to look up and smile or wave if he looks down at you."
"I remember." Beth said sweetly, "If he looks, I will."
We crept slowly up till we were driving right next to his window, then I matched speeds with him and waited. It wasn't long before I saw Beth smile up at the driver, then quickly avert her eyes, but I thought her areola's got a little darker and I knew she would get bolder as the day went on. Unfortunately, another car pulled up behind us at that time, so we had to pull past the truck to let the other driver get by.
As soon as he got by the truck, though, the truck pulled into the left lane and passed us, pulling back in right in front of us. Then he slowed down a little, just enough that I had to either slow down or get back into the left lane. Since no other cars were coming up in that lane at the time, I did just that. Then I pulled slowly back up to the tractor and 'hung' right next to the driver's window again.
"He must have liked the view." I said as I looked over at Beth and saw her smile, then wave toward the truck cab.
"I guess so," she said as she continued to smile upwards at him. She giggled (I LOVE watching her tits bounce when she does that...and I'm sure the trucker did too!), then continued "He's giving me the 'thumbs up' sign, and blowing me a kiss."
"Great!!" I exclaimed. "Blow one back! It never hurts to be friendly."
As she blew the kiss back, another car came up behind us, wanting to get past. As before, I pulled forward and let him bet by, and the trucker went past us again, jumping back into the right lane as soon as he got past us. We pulled up to the cab for the third time, then, for the next hour or so, continued to play 'leap frog' along the road with the trucker. I made sure to provide him with as much time as I could to see Beth's tits, and from the amount of waving and smiling Beth did, I know he was looking as much as he could.
"He's trying to tell me something, but I can't make out what it is." She said with a look of concentration on her face, then continued thoughtfully, "Let's see.."
There's something really exciting about watching your wife, when she's got her blouse wide open, and her tits totally visible, look up at a total stranger, trying to figure out what he's saying. This is especially true when you know that that other man can see her nipples, watch her tits bounce, and is loving the view! AND when she's exposing herself because she knows you want her to. WOW, it's a GREAT feeling.
"It's almost like he's saying we should pull over." She finally said.
"Maybe he wants us to pull into that rest stop up ahead." I suggested,
"Oh, that's probably it." She agreed. "And that's also a good idea, I've got to pee."
"Ok, nod you head and give him a 'thumbs-up' sign to indicate that we understand." I said, "And try to figure out if he wants us to go first or follow him."
"Ok," she responded as she started making gestures. A few seconds later she continued, "I think he wants us to follow him in."
As we were just about at the entrance to the rest stop, she reached for the sides of her blouse to close it as we pulled in behind the truck to follow him into the rest stop. He pulled around to the back and parked parallel to the curb towards the far end of the parking area.
He jumped out and walked back to our car as I was pulling my jacket on. Walking to Beth's side of the car, he opened the door for her, then said, "I wanted to say 'thank you' for providing that beautiful view! You're one very nicely built lady! And the way your titties bounce, they must be really soft!"
"Thank you," Beth replied as she got out of the car.
"Glad you enjoyed it." I told him as I joined them at the back of our car.
We chatted on the way to and from the bathroom and learned that his name is Frank, he's a really nice guy, and that he was headed for Jacksonville on that trip. We, in turn, explained that we were only going as far as Lafayette that day, but he was welcome to travel next to us while we were on the road.
As we walked back to the car, I noticed that Beth was favoring him with many smiles, and generally looking turned on. I couldn't believe how well this was going after all. It really was turning out to be a dream come true.
After we got back to our car, and Beth had gotten into her seat and closed her door, Frank asked me across the roof, "Would it be possible for me to get a closer view before we head down the road again? She looks so good from way up there, I can't believe the view wouldn't be better down here."
I sat down and asked "Did you hear what he is asking?"
"Sure, you don't mind do you?" Beth asked as she started unbuttoning her blouse again with a sultry smile on her lips.
"MIND????," I said, incredulously, "I'd love it!"
I got another thrill watching my wife pull her blouse wide open again, this time to intentionally, voluntarily show her tits to another man. I was really excited to notice that her nipples were standing as tall as I'd ever seen them, and that her areolas were quite dark, even in the bright sunlight. The proof of this is that the front of my sweats were 'tenting' up from my very stiff hard-on.
"What if he wants me to open the window?" she asked coyly.
"I don't have a problem with that." I stated, "Nor do I have a problem with him sticking his hand in to see for himself how soft you are!"
Sure enough, as Frank looked Beth opened the window.
"Wow, your titties ARE more beautiful and softer looking the closer I get. Are they really as soft as they look?" he said as he put his hands on the door and leaned closer.
"I think so, " I said, then went for it. "But you'll only know if you test them yourself."
Well, Frank didn't need a second invitation. Watching him reach into the car and caress first Beth's right, then her left tit, and squeeze each nipple when he did, was almost more than my cock could bear. I was just able to keep from cumming and putting a sticky mess in my sweats. And it didn't help any that Beth had her eyes closed and was beginning to breathe heavily.
"Wow, these really ARE nice and soft!" Frank said as he moved his hand back to Beth's right tit. "Since it's about lunch time, would you be offended if I offered to buy you two lunch? There's a nice little place just down the road a little."
"No, we wouldn't be offended." I replied as I watched him move his hand back to her left tit and squeeze the nipple again. "I think that would be really nice of you. What do you think, Beth?"
"Yeaaaaaah," was all she said in reply, in a soft voice.
"I guess that answers that question." I told Frank. "Lead on any time you're ready, just let us know when we should pull behind you to get off."
"Ok," responded Frank as he moved his hand over for another 'pass', "I'll either point behind me if you're next to me, or blink my lights twice when the exit is coming up. It's only about 45 minutes down the road."
I was smiling so much it made my face hurt, I was so happy watching as he squeezed her tits a few more times before backing up and walking to his truck.
When we got on the road again, as we were following Frank, letting him get his speed up, I turned to Beth and said, "That was really GREAT! And I think I enjoyed it almost as much as you did! Frank's really a nice guy, too!"
"Yeah," answered my wife, "And he's got a really nice soft touch, too. Even though his hands are a little rough, they felt really good. He's a cute guy, and you're right, he's a nice guy, too!"
We played 'leap frog' all the way down to the restaurant exit before we got off and followed him to the parking lot. This time, even though he pulled into the back again, we were able to park right next to the cab. Again I was surprised by my wife's actions. Even though it was bright and sunny, and just after noon, and the parking lot was kind of full, with people walking back to their cars, she didn't close her blouse till Frank had gotten out of his cab and opened her door. Then she let him watch as she smiled coyly up at him while she buttoned the blouse from the bottom up, keeping it open, and her tits visible to him as long as possible.
We had a leisurely lunch, and talked the whole time. We found that Frank is a very likable guy, that he travels through Houston at least once a month (more on that in some later story), and that he likes many of the same things that we do. He is a widower, having lost his wife to a ***** driver some 3 years before. We also learned that he would have to keep moving most of the night because he had to deliver his load in Jacksonville by the next night. (I was a little disappointed as I saw some possibilities there, but still considered the first 'activity' of our vacation to be a rousing success!)
As we were walking out of the restaurant, I asked Frank "I assume that you are planning on stopping by the car again, before we get back on the road?"
Beth answered for him, saying "Of course he is! Frank, you don't need to get moving THAT quickly that you can't enjoy yourself a little first!"
Frank smiled widely as he said, "No way. I was hoping that I'd be allowed to stop on the way out. And since we've got a couple hundred more miles before we get to Lafayette, I'm hoping there's a rest stop in between here and there, too!"
As before, as soon as Beth got in the car, she started unbuttoning her blouse, this time before Frank even thought of closing her door. So he didn't. Instead, he squatted down next to the car and played with Beth's tits while we talked some more. Unfortunately (or maybe fortunately, since we didn't want to get arrested), no one else was anywhere near the back parking lot, so no one but me saw Frank playing with my wife's tits for the next 15 minutes. And again, it wasn't long before Beth laid her head back against the seat and started breathing heavy, and I noticed that she put her hand on Frank's leg, high enough up the inside of his thigh that, had his cock been hanging down that pant leg, she would have had her fingers on it. In turn, Frank laid his hand on the top of her thigh, but couldn't bring himself to move it to between her legs. I doubt that she would have objected, and I certainly wouldn't have.
Finally, Frank stood up, leaned over, kissed my wife on the lips, and said "From the bottom of my heart, thank you. You've made me very happy. I guess it's time for me to try to find another woman to replace my first wife. I just hope I can find someone as exciting as you, Beth."
With that, he closed her door, walked to his truck and we headed for the open road again. Between there and the next rest stop, Beth and Frank smiled and waved at each other every time we pulled up to his window. I figured it was time for me to get into the act too, so I started caressing her tits and squeezing and pulling on her nipples when we were at a place where Frank could see what was happening.
At the next rest stop, after we had all been to the bathroom, Frank again squatted next to the car for a time to caress Beth's tits and chat with me. This time though, Beth moved her hand around on his pant legs until she found what she was looking for. She also sat with her left foot up on the dash board and her right one just outside the door, leaving her legs spread wide enough for Frank to lose his hesitation and move his hand to the crotch of her slacks. More and more I was really disappointed that he wouldn't be able to stop in Lafayette with us. I could imagine some real fun happening if he could!
But I guess Frank was feeling just as disappointed, since he didn't even pull off with us when we exited at Lafayette. Beth wasn't very happy about it either, but we helped each other feel better as soon as we got to the hotel room and tried to fuck each other's brains out. And later that evening, Beth felt a little better when I took her to the local mall and bought her a skirt for her to wear during 'phase two ' of my dream vacation. The skirt is light colored, loose, short (mid- thigh when she's standing) and has a little belt to keep it in place, but we didn't get to use it until we got to Pensacola, FL. two days later.
We arrived there in the late afternoon, and, while we had passed many truckers over the past two days, none had shown the interest that Frank had displayed. Most had cheerfully waved or blown their horn, and just about all of them had radioed their friends to watch for our car, but none had approached us at any rest stops. We were both a little disappointed about that, but still cheerful that we had learned that it's a real turn-on for us to allow them all to see Beth's tits as we drive.
After we checked into the hotel for the night, and eaten dinner, it didn't take us long to find what I was looking for: an adult theater in a neighborhood that didn't look like it had recently been bombed. We both feel more comfortable when the area looks 'safe'.
For this part of my dream vacation, Beth was wearing her new skirt and a light, loose, sleeveless blouse that I had made for her some time back, made of loosely woven cotton, and nothing else. I was wearing my sweats with a button shirt. In the right light, you can clearly see the shadow of her areolas through the fabric. It has a scoop front held closed by snaps and can be taken off either by undoing the snaps or simply pulling it over her head.
After our eyes adjusted to the light in the theater and we could see by the light from the large screen, we noticed that there were about 6 or 7 guys in the theater. All had seen us and were continuing to watch us to see where we would sit. Interestingly enough, instead of theater seats, there were about 10 large couches neatly arranged into 5 rows in front of the screen. We chose to sit in the middle row, next to the isle on the left side. This left the left end of that couch empty.
The current scene on the screen had some gal with giant tits (90 % of which were false) trying to lure a vacuum cleaner salesman into demonstrating his equipment in her bedroom (yeah, right...talk about reality). In any case, we didn't pay any attention to it for long as we started making out and watching the other patrons move around the room to get closer to where we were so they could see anything that might happen. They didn't realize it, but that's just what I wanted them to do!
It wasn't long before I was nibbling on Beth's ear, something that she loves and that turns her on every time. As the first guy moved onto the couch directly in front of us and turned around to see what he could, I unsnapped all the snaps on her blouse and pushed both sides wide apart, letting him get a good view of her beautiful tits. Beth and the guy gasped at the same time, he because he was getting the view he wanted but didn't expect, Beth because I squeezed her left nipple and pulled it straight out until it slid out of my fingers and her tit bounced back onto her chest. This is something else that she loves and turns her on big time.
I moved my hand over to her right tit and started stroking the nipple about the same time as another guy got up from behind us. Apparently he knew what was happening, and planned on taking as much advantage of it as he could.
"Check this out" I whispered into my wife's ear as the guy from behind us stood looking at us from the left end of our couch.
Beth turned her head and, in the suddenly brighter light from the screen, saw that he had his cock and balls hanging out of his zipper. Hanging is not the right term for his cock, however, as it was standing up, giving us the one-eyed stare. And it was very fat. As Beth continued to stare back at it, the guy decided that he would sit on our sofa and walked over and sat right next to Beth. The closer he got, the better we could see that this was man did not have small equipment. It was long (it must have been as it was sticking at least 7 inches out from his zipper), and it was fat...at least fatter than I am, maybe half again as thick!
By the time he sat down, Beth was starting to breathe heavy. She reached down and grabbed my cock, squeezing my hard-on delightfully. I told her so, too, and continued to stroke her tits and pull on her nipples while I nibbled on her ear. Every time I let go of her ear, she would tilt her head and look down, almost like she thought his cock would go away for some reason.
The guy shifted his position so he was seated almost sideways on the couch, facing us. I decided it was time to advance a little and stroked Beth's leg from her knee up to the bottom of her short skirt. I also leaned my head over and started sucking on her right nipple, something that most women find very enjoyable.
Meanwhile, the guy in front of us had been joined by 2 others, all kneeling on the couch facing us and enjoying the view of Beth's beautiful tits and very dark (by now) areolas. They must have been enjoying it because they were all stroking themselves, and it was very obvious. Beth's breathing was getting heavier yet, I noticed as she whispered something to the effect that the guy next to her was very big. I told her to check out the guys in front of us and she giggled a little when she realized what they were all doing.
"But I can't see anything." She complained quietly.
"I can fix that," I answered just as quietly and leaned up and told the first guy that Beth couldn't see what they were doing and that she was disappointed about it.
As soon as the word had been passed to each one, he would stand up so Beth could see his cock. The only problem was that they were blocking the light. I suggested that they spread apart a little and turn sideways some to let her see, and they responded immediately. That made her smile at them, which caused them to 'double their efforts' so to speak.
I looked over at the guy next to Beth and saw that he had not been wasting any time. He was already moving his hand up and down on my wife's arm, stroking it gently and watching her tits bounce as I caressed them. Again, I moved my hand down to her leg, only this time I made sure I moved her skirt up some when I caressed her leg. Beth reacted to this by spreading her knees wider apart, giving me a signal to continue along that avenue.
She laid her head back on the seat and closed her eyes as I caressed the inside of her thighs, moving her skirt up a little higher. The guy next to her got bolder and moved her hand from the couch to his cock, and I watched excitedly as her fingers wrapped themselves most of the way around it and started to gently pull on it. That helped him to get bolder yet and he reached over and squeezed her left tit. When neither of us complained about it, he started caressing it and stroking her nipple.
By now, Beth was breathing so heavy it was almost a pant. I figured it was time to 'go for broke' and picked up the bottom edge of her skirt and tucked it into the waistband, exposing her thighs all the way up to her pubic hair. Knowing what I really wanted, Beth spread her legs wide, giving the guys in front a good view of her pussy. Then she raised her feet and rested them on top of the couch in front of us, giving them an even better view. Beth opened her eyes and looked at them just as one groaned and his cock spit cum. Fortunately for the rest of them, he missed hitting their clothes, getting it only on the floor and a little on the back of the couch they were standing behind. As he moved away, another guy took his place, someone who had just come in and found he was in for a live treat, instead of a filmed version.
About that time, the guy next to Beth decided that he would be safe playing with both of her tits. This made Beth really pant as he was sucking on her left nipple as he stroked her right one. Meanwhile, I had my hand on her very wet pussy, opening her slick lips for all of the guys in front of us to see the pink inside. When I heard her pant more heavily, I slid two of my fingers down her well lubricated slit and into her very hot pussy, making sure to press down with my hand to maintain pressure on her clit.
I noticed that she was pulling harder and faster on the guy's cock and knew he wouldn't be able to take much more of this. And I was right. As I was stroking my fingers in and out of her pussy, he noticed the motion, lifted his head, groaned once and sprayed cum straight up and onto the front of his shirt. As soon as Beth felt his warm cum running down onto her fingers, she started gasping, as sure sign that she was about to have an orgasm herself.
I renewed my efforts at giving her the pleasure that she wanted and we were both rewarded in short order. She lifted her ass off the couch and gasped three times in quick succession just as the three guys in front came almost in unison, squirting cum all over the couch they were standing in front of. The guy next to her, although he had already cum, was doing his best to help too by sucking harder on her nipple as he squeezed and pulled the other while got off.
Needless to say, a good time was had by all, although we never did learn who any of the guys were. They were all polite, and thanked us profusely before we left. When we got back to the hotel, we found that we were still excited from the experience and fucked each other silly again. We also had a beautiful nights sleep and got up the next morning more rested than we had been in weeks.
Back on the road again for a few days as we continued OUR vacation. I have to admit that, so far, my desires had all been far exceeded, to my great satisfaction. Even Beth had admitted that she was really enjoying herself because she was 'letting go' of many of her hangups "but only for our vacation".
I finally located what I was looking for to execute my third wish for a vacation near Space City, Florida. A club called "Special Friends" and we decided to go the next evening.
Beth was wearing her new skirt and a different blouse I had made for her to wear primarily when we go camping. This one was also sleeveless, but with buttons up the front. What makes it 'special' is that it is made out of a dark green, almost tie-dyed patterned material that is actually see- thru. You just have to make your eyes look through the pattern and you realize that you can see that she's not wearing anything under it, and it's not the pattern that's gently bouncing and swaying, but her tits under the fabric.
When we entered, we could see that, although it was still quite early (about 7:30), there were quite a few people already there. Off to one side were 4 couples sitting together at one table, talking excitedly because they knew what they were going to do for the evening. There were also about 8 or 10 single guys, mostly very young (in their 20's), at a few tables, watching a porno flic on a TV on one wall. Over all, the club is very nice.
We walked to an open table and Beth sat down while I went to the bar to get something to drink (in Florida, clubs without liquor licenses can serve beer and setups, you have to bring anything else). While I was waiting for the bartender to get our drinks, a distinguished looking man about our age, or maybe a little older, walked over and asked if this was our first time there. When I replied that it was, he invited himself over to our table to welcome us, and explain the 'rules' and the layout of the club.
He introduced himself as Roger and sat down on Beth's left, explaining that he owned the place, which was why he recognized us as 'newbie's'. As he is a very outgoing and charismatic person, Beth and I warmed to him immediately.
When he asked what we had come there for, we explained that one of my fantasy's has been to make love in front of other people. He told us that we would certainly be appreciated by the single guys, and assured Beth that she would be 'safe' because of the rule that says single guys must be asked before they can participate. Beth liked that, and relaxed and started chatting excitedly with Roger.
"I really like your blouse!" Roger said as soon as he noticed that he could see through it. "Where did you buy it, I'd like to get more in various sizes, I could sell a lot of them."
"Well," Beth replied looking at me, "You'll have to ask Jim. He made it for me."
Roger looked at me as he said "You did a great job! I think it's neat how you can see through it, but not until you realize that you can. Let me refresh your drinks, on the house this time."
As Roger went back to the bar, I noticed that Beth's legs were spread and that one of the single guys directly across the room in front of us was watching her closely. I noticed too that every few seconds Beth would look up in that direction. I leaned over and suggested that to Beth that she lean back and put her heels up on the side rungs of the chair legs to give the guy a better view yet. And, as she did that, I also suggested that she open a button on her blouse to give Roger a better view. She smiled at me and opened 3 of the four holding it closed, saying "Don't you mean most of them? I mean don't you think Roger's a really nice guy, just as nice as Frank?"
"You bet," I replied with a growing hard-on. "And I'm sure he'll appreciate the view just as much as the guy across the room is enjoying his view, too!"
As Roger was coming back he smiled widely when he saw that Beth had her knees up and her legs spread wide apart, "flashing" the guy across the room. As he sat down he also noticed immediately that Beth's blouse was now 3/4 of the way open, and said "Ohhhh, very nice! I like looking at nice tits! And your's are VERY nice!"
Having said that, he reached over and lifted the right side of her blouse so he could see her whole tit. Just as he was doing that, a couple of the single guys walked over and got a good view themselves. One of them leaned over and whispered something in Roger's ear, while looking right into Beth's blouse at her quite visible nipple. I looked at Beth's face and saw that she was really starting to enjoy all the attention and had a very pleased smile on her face as she watched the men looking at her. I also noticed that she was starting to show a 'lust rash' at the base of her throat, and hoped things would turn out better than I had ever thought possible.
Roger shook his head and whispered something back. The guy stood upright, smiled and, still looking down Beth's blouse, stuck his hand out to me as he said "Hi, I'm Fred and this is Jack. I understand that you two only want to be watched tonight, so we'd like to 'volunteer' to do the watching. I must say, what I've seen so far is really beautiful."
After I shook his hand, he extended it to Beth, who happily greeted him and asked them both to sit down. Through all this, Roger had kept hold of Beth's blouse and his eyes on her tits. While Fred and Jack sat themselves he said "You know, for tits to bounce like that, they really have to be soft. And I LOVE soft tits. I'm glad you two decided to come to my place tonight, but my arm's getting tired. Why don't we go to the locker room and get undressed, then I can give you the 'official' tour?"
So we all got up and went through an unmarked door next to the bar. Once inside the door, we realized that we were in a combination shower/changing room. Along one wall were lockers (about 100) and the other wall was floor to ceiling glass panels, with a wall of shower heads beyond them. The bartender came through another door, handed us towels and keys for 5 of the lockers, explaining that the elastic bands attached to the keys was so we could keep them with us, wearing them as wrist bracelets until we got dressed again.
As we were getting undressed, all of the men were watching Beth closely. After she took off her blouse, she bent over to push her skirt to her ankles to take it off. About the same time (and I'm sure it was intentional) Roger turned toward her, resulting in his stiff cock (another one longer and fatter than mine. I'm beginning to wonder why mine is considered to be "average" at 6 inches!) bouncing right in front of her, about an inch below her nose. To my surprise and excitement, she leaned forward a little more and kissed the head of his cock. It was just a quick kiss, but it thrilled me, and apparently thrilled Roger too, as he smiled at her and said 'thank you'.
When we were all naked, Roger indicated we should all go through another door just behind where I was standing. I opened the door and Beth went through, followed closely by Roger who had his hand on her shoulder. As they walked through the door, I smiled as I watched Roger's hand slide down Beth's back and stroke her ass. I was beginning to like this club more all the time!
The single guys followed me into the next room, which is the pool/hottub room. Roger was explaining to Beth that there is also a general 'fun' room for everyone, a 'dungeon' room, a 'party' room for groups, and some 'speciality' rooms for folks with 'unique' tastes. All these rooms are upstairs, where we'd go after we enjoyed the hottub and the pool. After the rest of us got situated in the hottub, Roger announced that he was going to start the air jets and walked over to a switch on the wall.
As the jets came on, Beth reached over, grabbed my cock, and smiled excitedly as she said "Isn't this place NICE! Wow, I didn't even know something like this existed unless you were very rich and could afford to put it in yourself. Look at that pool, just the perfect size."
"Yeah, it IS the perfect place, especially for a vacation." I responded as Beth started to gently moved her fingers up and down on my cock, "And I'll bet Roger would enjoy it if you did for him what you're doing for me right now."
"You think so?" responded Beth teasingly as Roger sat down right next to her. "You don't think he'll do the same thing that guy in the movies did, do you?"
"Nah,", I replied, "I'd bet he's got higher hopes in mind."
Beth playfully stuck her tongue out a me, then turned to Roger. "Jim thinks you'd like this. Is he right?"
"Ohhhh, yeaaaahhh!" exclaimed Roger as he felt my wife's fingers close around his stiff cock. "Yeaaaaahhhh, just like that!!! .......Thank you...and him!"
All of us got quiet for the next little while as we enjoyed the warmth of the hottub and the sensations we were giving each other. I know Beth was slowly, gently stroking both Roger and me, and the two single guys were stroking themselves, and that I was stroking Beth's tits while nibbling on her ear. I also knew that Beth had her right leg over my left leg and I suspected that she had her left leg over Roger's right one. What I didn't know, until the jets timed out and the water stopped moving, was that Roger had his right hand between my wife's legs, gently squeezing and massaging her pussy with his fingers.
Beth turned her head toward me and contentedly sighed "This is WONDERFUL!", then we kissed a very hot and steamy kiss.
After we broke the kiss, Roger asked "Can I get one of those too?"
"Sure!" answered Beth and leaned over to his face.
While they were kissing, I memorized the view that I had of a beautiful scene. I could see 2 naked guys sitting across from us slowly stroking their hard cocks. I could see my wife gently stroking my cock and the cock of another man while I played with her tits and she kissed him. I could see that her legs were spread wide apart, giving that other man free and total access to her pussy. And I could see that he was pressing and rubbing his fingers up and down her slit, squeezing her lips together or circling her hole with a finger every so often. I was so turned on, I thought I would cum right there in the hottub, but I managed to control myself.
When they broke their kiss, Roger suggested that we all get into the pool, where the water is a little cooler and "invigorating". Roger led the way out of the hottub and I let the single guys follow Beth up the steps. One of them got a smile from her as he reached out and stroked her ass as she moved up the stairs, so I told them both quietly that they had my permission to fondle her if they got the chance.
We spent the next 1/2 hour or so in the pool, and, as Beth and the singles swam to the other end I took the opportunity to tell Roger that I had given them permission to feel her up if they got the chance. He said he appreciated my telling him that because he would have had to kick them out otherwise. The reason for this is that as soon as they got to the other end of the pool, they started playing games like diving and swimming under her, stroking her pussy as they swam on their backs between her legs. Roger joined in at one point by putting his head between her legs and trying to stand up. Since he was having some trouble lifting her, the Fred and Jack "helped" by each one grabbing a tit in one hand and an ass cheek in the other to get her off of his shoulders. Another great sight for me!
Finally, I suggested that we go see the rest of the club and we all got out and dried off.
The first upstairs room that Roger showed us could only be described as the "Dungeon" room. There were cables with hooks and strings with nipple clamps hanging from the ceiling and on the walls were many 'Eye-bolts' for attaching the 'slave' in any position imaginable. As this isn't our style, we went on to another room. I should also mention here that, even though Beth was walking with me, Roger, Jack and Fred all took every opportunity to caress, stroke, and/or fondle my wife. I loved it, and so did she.
The next room was more to our taste. Lining 2 of the walls were 8 or 9 mattresses. On the other wall were 2 narrow benches, similar to weight lifting benches, but padded much better. Hanging in the center of the room was something that looked like a sling chair, but was somehow different. Roger called it a "Love Sling" and explained that it was hanging from a very strong bungee cord.
Beth immediately wanted to know how to use it, so Roger agreed to show her. Fred and Jack were also familiar with it, so they helped Beth to get in it and sit properly. Naturally, this involved them holding her tits, and putting their hands on her pussy multiple times. Since neither of us complained (least of all Beth, she was REALLY enjoying it!), Fred and Jack spent more of the time feeling her up than actually helping. Once she was in the chair part, Roger stood between her knees and showed her how to put her feet in the stirrups, then stood back to allow the rest of us to view my beautiful wife in all her naked glory.
I'll describe it as best I can, but you're probably going to have to use a lot of your imagination to really understand why the view was so stimulating to all of us guys. First of all, she was not laying on her back, but sitting up, more of in a reclining posture. The effect of this is that her tits weren't sagging to either side, but hanging down her chest, more like when she sits upright and her nipples were pointing straight at us (all of us were standing at her feet, for obvious reasons). Her feet were elevated and her knees were bent back slightly, forcing her legs WIDE apart. This gave us the most beautiful view in the world. Imagine how I excited I felt: here was my wife with her knees and feet wide enough apart that her pussy lips were spreading, with 3 other men with very stiff cocks staring between her legs...and she's got the biggest smile on her face I've ever seen. To say I was thrilled, excited, and turned on beyond belief would be a gross understatement!
We were all silent for a few minutes, Beth basking in the stares of four obviously sexually excited men, one of which was her husband, and the four of us just enjoying the spectacular view of a beautiful woman so turned on that the light was positively sparkling off all the lubrication on her wide open pussy lips.
Roger was the first to break the silence as he moved in closer and pulled on the sling to show how it bounced on the cord. And, when it bounced it swung, and when it swung, it swung toward him, poking Beth's pussy onto his hard cock. Not enough to push his cock inside, but enough for Beth to request that he do that a few more times. Fred and Jack took the hint and moved to either side of the sling chair, steadying it with their hands as they leaned forward and used their tongues and lips to play with both of her nipples at once and Beth immediately wrapped her fingers around both of their stiff cocks. As Beth's breathing increased to a pant, Roger placed two of his fingers on Beth's slit and moved them gently up and down as he looked at me with a question mark in his eyes. After all, his eyes seemed to say, you only came here to make love in front of other people, should I continue?
I grinned and motioned him forward with a nod of my head, stepping a little closer so I could see better. Roger smiled and turned back to Beth, moving two of his fingers down to her waiting hole and pushing them slowly inside. Once all the way in, he twisted them back and forth a few times, then began sliding them quickly out and back in again. Beth's pants were quickly changing to gasps as 3 men worked on her at the same time.
Roger increased his fingers in my wife's pussy to three, then four over the next few short minutes. Watching him and his fingers, I knew if I touched my rock-hard cock, I would cum immediately. Then, pushing all four fingers in as far as they would go, he leaned forward and, using the tip of his tongue, licked up and down the center of her slit.
Finally, Beth couldn't take it any more, and called out "FUCK ME, OH GOD, PLEASE FUCK ME!!!!"
Again, Roger didn't need a second invitation, but straightened up, lined his fat, stiff cock up with her waiting pussy and slid it easily into her sloppy, wet, wide open hole. Fred and Jack moved back far enough to let the sling begin to bounce, then reached out and pinched her nipples, holding onto them as she moved under their fingers. WHAT A BEAUTIFUL SIGHT!!! Here was my wife holding onto 2 cocks as she was being fucked by another man while the two other guys held up her nipples, making her tits wobble and stretch every time the sling chair moved (and it moved a LOT!). Beth was enjoying it so much that she was practically screaming with pleasure.
After a while (who can tell time when watching something a exciting as this), Roger stiffened and grabbed Beth's hips to hold himself into her as far as possible while he came with a loud groan. Beth reacted to the additional stimulation of feeling his warm fluid squirting deep inside her by screaming and squeezing hard the two cocks in her hands. I can't begin to describe the pleasure I felt watching my wife squirm and twist as another man filled her pussy with his cum. I can't even describe adequately the view of seeing two other men playing with my wife's tits as this is happening. All I can tell you is that it's something that you really need to experience to understand.
When Beth and Roger had calmed enough to notice the rest of the world, and speak, Roger asked me if I was ready to 'take over'. Knowing that I was, he let his half limp cock slide out of my wife's pussy and stepped out of the way. I was surprised to note that only a little of his cum leaked out as I stepped between her legs, but then I forgot all about it when I pushed my cock into my wife's full, soggy wet pussy. If there's one thing that feels better to a man than the feeling of pushing his cock into a warm, wet, wide open pussy, it's the pure pleasure he gets when he pushes his cock into his wife's hot, soggy wet, wide open, yet full pussy after another man has filled it with his cum!!
Let's just say that everyone involved had a GREAT time, both that night and the next couple of nights till we left for home. And we've had many additional fun times since then, with Frank, Roger, Fred, AND Jack (and a few others, though not all at the same time).
I hope you enjoyed this chronicle of our vacation, and that you also can enjoy the same thrills and excitement that I did.
I feel I have lived every married man's fantasy!
A few weeks before our most recent vacation, late last year, my wife Beth and I had a discussion that went something like this:
"Well, Honey, what do you want to do for your vacation?" Asked Beth.
"You mean 'our' vacation, don't you, and I'm not sure yet." I replied, "but I'd like to go to Florida, where it's warmer." (Our vacation was planned for late November, when it's cool in most of the US.)
"Ohhh, that'd be nice, we could go to Epcot and maybe see the Space Center, but no, I MEANT YOUR vacation. Remember, I don't work for a living, I stay home, so it's YOUR Vacation, Jim. Now, what do YOU want to do?" She answered.
"I think you'd probably take issue with some of the things we would do on MY vacation, that's why I said it's OUR vacation. That way we do what YOU want to do, and you don't get upset at me." I explained.
"You haven't even told me what it is that you want to do, how do you know I'd get upset." She asked pointedly.
"OK, I've only got 3 things that I'd like to include in MY vacation. Anything else, we could do what YOU want to do. Are you sure you want to hear what they are?" I kidded.
"Yes, I want to know what they are, 'cause we're gonna do them!" She exclaimed. "It's YOUR vacation, so we'll do whatever it is YOU want!"
"I'll let you change your mind after I tell you the first thing." And I proceeded to tell her the first thing that I had in mind.
"Oh! Well, we've done that before, and it WAS exciting for both of us," she admitted. "What's the second thing?"
So I told her that, too.
"You know I don't like..." she started out testily.
"Wait a minute!" I cut in, "I'm not going to let this escalate into an argument. You asked me what I wanted to do for a vacation. I even argued that you didn't want to know, but you talked me into telling you. Now if you don't want to do it, admit I was right, and we can get on with planning OUR vacation."
She was quiet for a few minutes while she thought about what I'd said, before she continued. "You're right. You know what I like and don't and it IS your vacation. You have the right to want to do anything. What's the third thing?"
I told her that, too. I was surprised that she didn't blow up over what I suggested, but she didn't. All she said was "I'll think about it, but lets still plan to go to Florida...I like that much of it anyway."
About a week before we were to leave, when we were snuggling on the sofa watching TV one night, she brought it up again. "If we did all the things you want to do, could we still visit Epcot and the Space Center?"
"Sure," I replied, "And maybe even go to St Augustine, too. We've never been there before, and if we have time, maybe drop down to the Everglades."
"Ohhhh, That would be nice. We both like the Everglades." She said, then hesitated before she said, "Ok, let's do it. What the hell, you only live once!"
"All of it?" I asked, caught off balance by her sudden agreement.
"Sure, why not." She agreed, "It's obviously something you've thought about for a long time, and it IS YOUR vacation. So, sure, all of it."
I was ecstatic! And you'll see why as you read the following account of our vacation.
We left Houston (yeah, I know it's warmer there than most places, but it's normally warmer yet in Florida) on Thanksgiving morning about 8 o'clock. I was wearing my usual driving 'outfit', a pair of sweat pants and, even though it was cool (about 50 degrees or so) a short sleeved shirt. Beth was wearing a light jacket over a button up the front blouse and a pair of slacks.
Once the car got warm inside and we got out of the heavy traffic surrounding the city of Houston, and onto I10 East, I turned to Beth and said "You can open your blouse any time you want."
I got a thrill (as I always do) as I watched Beth pull the light jacket open, then unbutton all the buttons on her blouse and pull both sides wide open, exposing her tits to anyone in a vehicle high enough to see into the car. (That was one of the 'rules' of this trip, no bras allowed.) This includes most large pickups, big vans and tractor-trailer rigs, 'cause we drive a low 'sports' car.
Beth's tits are really nice! They're soft, they sag a little and they're topped by large, stand-up nipples, surrounded by red/maroon areola that darken as she gets excited. And from their color, and the fact that her nipples were already standing, I guessed that she was already getting excited.
"Now to glide up next to that rig up there." I said as I watched her tits bounce and jiggle. "I'll see how long we can stay along side. Remember, you agreed to look up and smile or wave if he looks down at you."
"I remember." Beth said sweetly, "If he looks, I will."
We crept slowly up till we were driving right next to his window, then I matched speeds with him and waited. It wasn't long before I saw Beth smile up at the driver, then quickly avert her eyes, but I thought her areola's got a little darker and I knew she would get bolder as the day went on. Unfortunately, another car pulled up behind us at that time, so we had to pull past the truck to let the other driver get by.
As soon as he got by the truck, though, the truck pulled into the left lane and passed us, pulling back in right in front of us. Then he slowed down a little, just enough that I had to either slow down or get back into the left lane. Since no other cars were coming up in that lane at the time, I did just that. Then I pulled slowly back up to the tractor and 'hung' right next to the driver's window again.
"He must have liked the view." I said as I looked over at Beth and saw her smile, then wave toward the truck cab.
"I guess so," she said as she continued to smile upwards at him. She giggled (I LOVE watching her tits bounce when she does that...and I'm sure the trucker did too!), then continued "He's giving me the 'thumbs up' sign, and blowing me a kiss."
"Great!!" I exclaimed. "Blow one back! It never hurts to be friendly."
As she blew the kiss back, another car came up behind us, wanting to get past. As before, I pulled forward and let him bet by, and the trucker went past us again, jumping back into the right lane as soon as he got past us. We pulled up to the cab for the third time, then, for the next hour or so, continued to play 'leap frog' along the road with the trucker. I made sure to provide him with as much time as I could to see Beth's tits, and from the amount of waving and smiling Beth did, I know he was looking as much as he could.
"He's trying to tell me something, but I can't make out what it is." She said with a look of concentration on her face, then continued thoughtfully, "Let's see.."
There's something really exciting about watching your wife, when she's got her blouse wide open, and her tits totally visible, look up at a total stranger, trying to figure out what he's saying. This is especially true when you know that that other man can see her nipples, watch her tits bounce, and is loving the view! AND when she's exposing herself because she knows you want her to. WOW, it's a GREAT feeling.
"It's almost like he's saying we should pull over." She finally said.
"Maybe he wants us to pull into that rest stop up ahead." I suggested,
"Oh, that's probably it." She agreed. "And that's also a good idea, I've got to pee."
"Ok, nod you head and give him a 'thumbs-up' sign to indicate that we understand." I said, "And try to figure out if he wants us to go first or follow him."
"Ok," she responded as she started making gestures. A few seconds later she continued, "I think he wants us to follow him in."
As we were just about at the entrance to the rest stop, she reached for the sides of her blouse to close it as we pulled in behind the truck to follow him into the rest stop. He pulled around to the back and parked parallel to the curb towards the far end of the parking area.
He jumped out and walked back to our car as I was pulling my jacket on. Walking to Beth's side of the car, he opened the door for her, then said, "I wanted to say 'thank you' for providing that beautiful view! You're one very nicely built lady! And the way your titties bounce, they must be really soft!"
"Thank you," Beth replied as she got out of the car.
"Glad you enjoyed it." I told him as I joined them at the back of our car.
We chatted on the way to and from the bathroom and learned that his name is Frank, he's a really nice guy, and that he was headed for Jacksonville on that trip. We, in turn, explained that we were only going as far as Lafayette that day, but he was welcome to travel next to us while we were on the road.
As we walked back to the car, I noticed that Beth was favoring him with many smiles, and generally looking turned on. I couldn't believe how well this was going after all. It really was turning out to be a dream come true.
After we got back to our car, and Beth had gotten into her seat and closed her door, Frank asked me across the roof, "Would it be possible for me to get a closer view before we head down the road again? She looks so good from way up there, I can't believe the view wouldn't be better down here."
I sat down and asked "Did you hear what he is asking?"
"Sure, you don't mind do you?" Beth asked as she started unbuttoning her blouse again with a sultry smile on her lips.
"MIND????," I said, incredulously, "I'd love it!"
I got another thrill watching my wife pull her blouse wide open again, this time to intentionally, voluntarily show her tits to another man. I was really excited to notice that her nipples were standing as tall as I'd ever seen them, and that her areolas were quite dark, even in the bright sunlight. The proof of this is that the front of my sweats were 'tenting' up from my very stiff hard-on.
"What if he wants me to open the window?" she asked coyly.
"I don't have a problem with that." I stated, "Nor do I have a problem with him sticking his hand in to see for himself how soft you are!"
Sure enough, as Frank looked Beth opened the window.
"Wow, your titties ARE more beautiful and softer looking the closer I get. Are they really as soft as they look?" he said as he put his hands on the door and leaned closer.
"I think so, " I said, then went for it. "But you'll only know if you test them yourself."
Well, Frank didn't need a second invitation. Watching him reach into the car and caress first Beth's right, then her left tit, and squeeze each nipple when he did, was almost more than my cock could bear. I was just able to keep from cumming and putting a sticky mess in my sweats. And it didn't help any that Beth had her eyes closed and was beginning to breathe heavily.
"Wow, these really ARE nice and soft!" Frank said as he moved his hand back to Beth's right tit. "Since it's about lunch time, would you be offended if I offered to buy you two lunch? There's a nice little place just down the road a little."
"No, we wouldn't be offended." I replied as I watched him move his hand back to her left tit and squeeze the nipple again. "I think that would be really nice of you. What do you think, Beth?"
"Yeaaaaaah," was all she said in reply, in a soft voice.
"I guess that answers that question." I told Frank. "Lead on any time you're ready, just let us know when we should pull behind you to get off."
"Ok," responded Frank as he moved his hand over for another 'pass', "I'll either point behind me if you're next to me, or blink my lights twice when the exit is coming up. It's only about 45 minutes down the road."
I was smiling so much it made my face hurt, I was so happy watching as he squeezed her tits a few more times before backing up and walking to his truck.
When we got on the road again, as we were following Frank, letting him get his speed up, I turned to Beth and said, "That was really GREAT! And I think I enjoyed it almost as much as you did! Frank's really a nice guy, too!"
"Yeah," answered my wife, "And he's got a really nice soft touch, too. Even though his hands are a little rough, they felt really good. He's a cute guy, and you're right, he's a nice guy, too!"
We played 'leap frog' all the way down to the restaurant exit before we got off and followed him to the parking lot. This time, even though he pulled into the back again, we were able to park right next to the cab. Again I was surprised by my wife's actions. Even though it was bright and sunny, and just after noon, and the parking lot was kind of full, with people walking back to their cars, she didn't close her blouse till Frank had gotten out of his cab and opened her door. Then she let him watch as she smiled coyly up at him while she buttoned the blouse from the bottom up, keeping it open, and her tits visible to him as long as possible.
We had a leisurely lunch, and talked the whole time. We found that Frank is a very likable guy, that he travels through Houston at least once a month (more on that in some later story), and that he likes many of the same things that we do. He is a widower, having lost his wife to a ***** driver some 3 years before. We also learned that he would have to keep moving most of the night because he had to deliver his load in Jacksonville by the next night. (I was a little disappointed as I saw some possibilities there, but still considered the first 'activity' of our vacation to be a rousing success!)
As we were walking out of the restaurant, I asked Frank "I assume that you are planning on stopping by the car again, before we get back on the road?"
Beth answered for him, saying "Of course he is! Frank, you don't need to get moving THAT quickly that you can't enjoy yourself a little first!"
Frank smiled widely as he said, "No way. I was hoping that I'd be allowed to stop on the way out. And since we've got a couple hundred more miles before we get to Lafayette, I'm hoping there's a rest stop in between here and there, too!"
As before, as soon as Beth got in the car, she started unbuttoning her blouse, this time before Frank even thought of closing her door. So he didn't. Instead, he squatted down next to the car and played with Beth's tits while we talked some more. Unfortunately (or maybe fortunately, since we didn't want to get arrested), no one else was anywhere near the back parking lot, so no one but me saw Frank playing with my wife's tits for the next 15 minutes. And again, it wasn't long before Beth laid her head back against the seat and started breathing heavy, and I noticed that she put her hand on Frank's leg, high enough up the inside of his thigh that, had his cock been hanging down that pant leg, she would have had her fingers on it. In turn, Frank laid his hand on the top of her thigh, but couldn't bring himself to move it to between her legs. I doubt that she would have objected, and I certainly wouldn't have.
Finally, Frank stood up, leaned over, kissed my wife on the lips, and said "From the bottom of my heart, thank you. You've made me very happy. I guess it's time for me to try to find another woman to replace my first wife. I just hope I can find someone as exciting as you, Beth."
With that, he closed her door, walked to his truck and we headed for the open road again. Between there and the next rest stop, Beth and Frank smiled and waved at each other every time we pulled up to his window. I figured it was time for me to get into the act too, so I started caressing her tits and squeezing and pulling on her nipples when we were at a place where Frank could see what was happening.
At the next rest stop, after we had all been to the bathroom, Frank again squatted next to the car for a time to caress Beth's tits and chat with me. This time though, Beth moved her hand around on his pant legs until she found what she was looking for. She also sat with her left foot up on the dash board and her right one just outside the door, leaving her legs spread wide enough for Frank to lose his hesitation and move his hand to the crotch of her slacks. More and more I was really disappointed that he wouldn't be able to stop in Lafayette with us. I could imagine some real fun happening if he could!
But I guess Frank was feeling just as disappointed, since he didn't even pull off with us when we exited at Lafayette. Beth wasn't very happy about it either, but we helped each other feel better as soon as we got to the hotel room and tried to fuck each other's brains out. And later that evening, Beth felt a little better when I took her to the local mall and bought her a skirt for her to wear during 'phase two ' of my dream vacation. The skirt is light colored, loose, short (mid- thigh when she's standing) and has a little belt to keep it in place, but we didn't get to use it until we got to Pensacola, FL. two days later.
We arrived there in the late afternoon, and, while we had passed many truckers over the past two days, none had shown the interest that Frank had displayed. Most had cheerfully waved or blown their horn, and just about all of them had radioed their friends to watch for our car, but none had approached us at any rest stops. We were both a little disappointed about that, but still cheerful that we had learned that it's a real turn-on for us to allow them all to see Beth's tits as we drive.
After we checked into the hotel for the night, and eaten dinner, it didn't take us long to find what I was looking for: an adult theater in a neighborhood that didn't look like it had recently been bombed. We both feel more comfortable when the area looks 'safe'.
For this part of my dream vacation, Beth was wearing her new skirt and a light, loose, sleeveless blouse that I had made for her some time back, made of loosely woven cotton, and nothing else. I was wearing my sweats with a button shirt. In the right light, you can clearly see the shadow of her areolas through the fabric. It has a scoop front held closed by snaps and can be taken off either by undoing the snaps or simply pulling it over her head.
After our eyes adjusted to the light in the theater and we could see by the light from the large screen, we noticed that there were about 6 or 7 guys in the theater. All had seen us and were continuing to watch us to see where we would sit. Interestingly enough, instead of theater seats, there were about 10 large couches neatly arranged into 5 rows in front of the screen. We chose to sit in the middle row, next to the isle on the left side. This left the left end of that couch empty.
The current scene on the screen had some gal with giant tits (90 % of which were false) trying to lure a vacuum cleaner salesman into demonstrating his equipment in her bedroom (yeah, right...talk about reality). In any case, we didn't pay any attention to it for long as we started making out and watching the other patrons move around the room to get closer to where we were so they could see anything that might happen. They didn't realize it, but that's just what I wanted them to do!
It wasn't long before I was nibbling on Beth's ear, something that she loves and that turns her on every time. As the first guy moved onto the couch directly in front of us and turned around to see what he could, I unsnapped all the snaps on her blouse and pushed both sides wide apart, letting him get a good view of her beautiful tits. Beth and the guy gasped at the same time, he because he was getting the view he wanted but didn't expect, Beth because I squeezed her left nipple and pulled it straight out until it slid out of my fingers and her tit bounced back onto her chest. This is something else that she loves and turns her on big time.
I moved my hand over to her right tit and started stroking the nipple about the same time as another guy got up from behind us. Apparently he knew what was happening, and planned on taking as much advantage of it as he could.
"Check this out" I whispered into my wife's ear as the guy from behind us stood looking at us from the left end of our couch.
Beth turned her head and, in the suddenly brighter light from the screen, saw that he had his cock and balls hanging out of his zipper. Hanging is not the right term for his cock, however, as it was standing up, giving us the one-eyed stare. And it was very fat. As Beth continued to stare back at it, the guy decided that he would sit on our sofa and walked over and sat right next to Beth. The closer he got, the better we could see that this was man did not have small equipment. It was long (it must have been as it was sticking at least 7 inches out from his zipper), and it was fat...at least fatter than I am, maybe half again as thick!
By the time he sat down, Beth was starting to breathe heavy. She reached down and grabbed my cock, squeezing my hard-on delightfully. I told her so, too, and continued to stroke her tits and pull on her nipples while I nibbled on her ear. Every time I let go of her ear, she would tilt her head and look down, almost like she thought his cock would go away for some reason.
The guy shifted his position so he was seated almost sideways on the couch, facing us. I decided it was time to advance a little and stroked Beth's leg from her knee up to the bottom of her short skirt. I also leaned my head over and started sucking on her right nipple, something that most women find very enjoyable.
Meanwhile, the guy in front of us had been joined by 2 others, all kneeling on the couch facing us and enjoying the view of Beth's beautiful tits and very dark (by now) areolas. They must have been enjoying it because they were all stroking themselves, and it was very obvious. Beth's breathing was getting heavier yet, I noticed as she whispered something to the effect that the guy next to her was very big. I told her to check out the guys in front of us and she giggled a little when she realized what they were all doing.
"But I can't see anything." She complained quietly.
"I can fix that," I answered just as quietly and leaned up and told the first guy that Beth couldn't see what they were doing and that she was disappointed about it.
As soon as the word had been passed to each one, he would stand up so Beth could see his cock. The only problem was that they were blocking the light. I suggested that they spread apart a little and turn sideways some to let her see, and they responded immediately. That made her smile at them, which caused them to 'double their efforts' so to speak.
I looked over at the guy next to Beth and saw that he had not been wasting any time. He was already moving his hand up and down on my wife's arm, stroking it gently and watching her tits bounce as I caressed them. Again, I moved my hand down to her leg, only this time I made sure I moved her skirt up some when I caressed her leg. Beth reacted to this by spreading her knees wider apart, giving me a signal to continue along that avenue.
She laid her head back on the seat and closed her eyes as I caressed the inside of her thighs, moving her skirt up a little higher. The guy next to her got bolder and moved her hand from the couch to his cock, and I watched excitedly as her fingers wrapped themselves most of the way around it and started to gently pull on it. That helped him to get bolder yet and he reached over and squeezed her left tit. When neither of us complained about it, he started caressing it and stroking her nipple.
By now, Beth was breathing so heavy it was almost a pant. I figured it was time to 'go for broke' and picked up the bottom edge of her skirt and tucked it into the waistband, exposing her thighs all the way up to her pubic hair. Knowing what I really wanted, Beth spread her legs wide, giving the guys in front a good view of her pussy. Then she raised her feet and rested them on top of the couch in front of us, giving them an even better view. Beth opened her eyes and looked at them just as one groaned and his cock spit cum. Fortunately for the rest of them, he missed hitting their clothes, getting it only on the floor and a little on the back of the couch they were standing behind. As he moved away, another guy took his place, someone who had just come in and found he was in for a live treat, instead of a filmed version.
About that time, the guy next to Beth decided that he would be safe playing with both of her tits. This made Beth really pant as he was sucking on her left nipple as he stroked her right one. Meanwhile, I had my hand on her very wet pussy, opening her slick lips for all of the guys in front of us to see the pink inside. When I heard her pant more heavily, I slid two of my fingers down her well lubricated slit and into her very hot pussy, making sure to press down with my hand to maintain pressure on her clit.
I noticed that she was pulling harder and faster on the guy's cock and knew he wouldn't be able to take much more of this. And I was right. As I was stroking my fingers in and out of her pussy, he noticed the motion, lifted his head, groaned once and sprayed cum straight up and onto the front of his shirt. As soon as Beth felt his warm cum running down onto her fingers, she started gasping, as sure sign that she was about to have an orgasm herself.
I renewed my efforts at giving her the pleasure that she wanted and we were both rewarded in short order. She lifted her ass off the couch and gasped three times in quick succession just as the three guys in front came almost in unison, squirting cum all over the couch they were standing in front of. The guy next to her, although he had already cum, was doing his best to help too by sucking harder on her nipple as he squeezed and pulled the other while got off.
Needless to say, a good time was had by all, although we never did learn who any of the guys were. They were all polite, and thanked us profusely before we left. When we got back to the hotel, we found that we were still excited from the experience and fucked each other silly again. We also had a beautiful nights sleep and got up the next morning more rested than we had been in weeks.
Back on the road again for a few days as we continued OUR vacation. I have to admit that, so far, my desires had all been far exceeded, to my great satisfaction. Even Beth had admitted that she was really enjoying herself because she was 'letting go' of many of her hangups "but only for our vacation".
I finally located what I was looking for to execute my third wish for a vacation near Space City, Florida. A club called "Special Friends" and we decided to go the next evening.
Beth was wearing her new skirt and a different blouse I had made for her to wear primarily when we go camping. This one was also sleeveless, but with buttons up the front. What makes it 'special' is that it is made out of a dark green, almost tie-dyed patterned material that is actually see- thru. You just have to make your eyes look through the pattern and you realize that you can see that she's not wearing anything under it, and it's not the pattern that's gently bouncing and swaying, but her tits under the fabric.
When we entered, we could see that, although it was still quite early (about 7:30), there were quite a few people already there. Off to one side were 4 couples sitting together at one table, talking excitedly because they knew what they were going to do for the evening. There were also about 8 or 10 single guys, mostly very young (in their 20's), at a few tables, watching a porno flic on a TV on one wall. Over all, the club is very nice.
We walked to an open table and Beth sat down while I went to the bar to get something to drink (in Florida, clubs without liquor licenses can serve beer and setups, you have to bring anything else). While I was waiting for the bartender to get our drinks, a distinguished looking man about our age, or maybe a little older, walked over and asked if this was our first time there. When I replied that it was, he invited himself over to our table to welcome us, and explain the 'rules' and the layout of the club.
He introduced himself as Roger and sat down on Beth's left, explaining that he owned the place, which was why he recognized us as 'newbie's'. As he is a very outgoing and charismatic person, Beth and I warmed to him immediately.
When he asked what we had come there for, we explained that one of my fantasy's has been to make love in front of other people. He told us that we would certainly be appreciated by the single guys, and assured Beth that she would be 'safe' because of the rule that says single guys must be asked before they can participate. Beth liked that, and relaxed and started chatting excitedly with Roger.
"I really like your blouse!" Roger said as soon as he noticed that he could see through it. "Where did you buy it, I'd like to get more in various sizes, I could sell a lot of them."
"Well," Beth replied looking at me, "You'll have to ask Jim. He made it for me."
Roger looked at me as he said "You did a great job! I think it's neat how you can see through it, but not until you realize that you can. Let me refresh your drinks, on the house this time."
As Roger went back to the bar, I noticed that Beth's legs were spread and that one of the single guys directly across the room in front of us was watching her closely. I noticed too that every few seconds Beth would look up in that direction. I leaned over and suggested that to Beth that she lean back and put her heels up on the side rungs of the chair legs to give the guy a better view yet. And, as she did that, I also suggested that she open a button on her blouse to give Roger a better view. She smiled at me and opened 3 of the four holding it closed, saying "Don't you mean most of them? I mean don't you think Roger's a really nice guy, just as nice as Frank?"
"You bet," I replied with a growing hard-on. "And I'm sure he'll appreciate the view just as much as the guy across the room is enjoying his view, too!"
As Roger was coming back he smiled widely when he saw that Beth had her knees up and her legs spread wide apart, "flashing" the guy across the room. As he sat down he also noticed immediately that Beth's blouse was now 3/4 of the way open, and said "Ohhhh, very nice! I like looking at nice tits! And your's are VERY nice!"
Having said that, he reached over and lifted the right side of her blouse so he could see her whole tit. Just as he was doing that, a couple of the single guys walked over and got a good view themselves. One of them leaned over and whispered something in Roger's ear, while looking right into Beth's blouse at her quite visible nipple. I looked at Beth's face and saw that she was really starting to enjoy all the attention and had a very pleased smile on her face as she watched the men looking at her. I also noticed that she was starting to show a 'lust rash' at the base of her throat, and hoped things would turn out better than I had ever thought possible.
Roger shook his head and whispered something back. The guy stood upright, smiled and, still looking down Beth's blouse, stuck his hand out to me as he said "Hi, I'm Fred and this is Jack. I understand that you two only want to be watched tonight, so we'd like to 'volunteer' to do the watching. I must say, what I've seen so far is really beautiful."
After I shook his hand, he extended it to Beth, who happily greeted him and asked them both to sit down. Through all this, Roger had kept hold of Beth's blouse and his eyes on her tits. While Fred and Jack sat themselves he said "You know, for tits to bounce like that, they really have to be soft. And I LOVE soft tits. I'm glad you two decided to come to my place tonight, but my arm's getting tired. Why don't we go to the locker room and get undressed, then I can give you the 'official' tour?"
So we all got up and went through an unmarked door next to the bar. Once inside the door, we realized that we were in a combination shower/changing room. Along one wall were lockers (about 100) and the other wall was floor to ceiling glass panels, with a wall of shower heads beyond them. The bartender came through another door, handed us towels and keys for 5 of the lockers, explaining that the elastic bands attached to the keys was so we could keep them with us, wearing them as wrist bracelets until we got dressed again.
As we were getting undressed, all of the men were watching Beth closely. After she took off her blouse, she bent over to push her skirt to her ankles to take it off. About the same time (and I'm sure it was intentional) Roger turned toward her, resulting in his stiff cock (another one longer and fatter than mine. I'm beginning to wonder why mine is considered to be "average" at 6 inches!) bouncing right in front of her, about an inch below her nose. To my surprise and excitement, she leaned forward a little more and kissed the head of his cock. It was just a quick kiss, but it thrilled me, and apparently thrilled Roger too, as he smiled at her and said 'thank you'.
When we were all naked, Roger indicated we should all go through another door just behind where I was standing. I opened the door and Beth went through, followed closely by Roger who had his hand on her shoulder. As they walked through the door, I smiled as I watched Roger's hand slide down Beth's back and stroke her ass. I was beginning to like this club more all the time!
The single guys followed me into the next room, which is the pool/hottub room. Roger was explaining to Beth that there is also a general 'fun' room for everyone, a 'dungeon' room, a 'party' room for groups, and some 'speciality' rooms for folks with 'unique' tastes. All these rooms are upstairs, where we'd go after we enjoyed the hottub and the pool. After the rest of us got situated in the hottub, Roger announced that he was going to start the air jets and walked over to a switch on the wall.
As the jets came on, Beth reached over, grabbed my cock, and smiled excitedly as she said "Isn't this place NICE! Wow, I didn't even know something like this existed unless you were very rich and could afford to put it in yourself. Look at that pool, just the perfect size."
"Yeah, it IS the perfect place, especially for a vacation." I responded as Beth started to gently moved her fingers up and down on my cock, "And I'll bet Roger would enjoy it if you did for him what you're doing for me right now."
"You think so?" responded Beth teasingly as Roger sat down right next to her. "You don't think he'll do the same thing that guy in the movies did, do you?"
"Nah,", I replied, "I'd bet he's got higher hopes in mind."
Beth playfully stuck her tongue out a me, then turned to Roger. "Jim thinks you'd like this. Is he right?"
"Ohhhh, yeaaaahhh!" exclaimed Roger as he felt my wife's fingers close around his stiff cock. "Yeaaaaahhhh, just like that!!! .......Thank you...and him!"
All of us got quiet for the next little while as we enjoyed the warmth of the hottub and the sensations we were giving each other. I know Beth was slowly, gently stroking both Roger and me, and the two single guys were stroking themselves, and that I was stroking Beth's tits while nibbling on her ear. I also knew that Beth had her right leg over my left leg and I suspected that she had her left leg over Roger's right one. What I didn't know, until the jets timed out and the water stopped moving, was that Roger had his right hand between my wife's legs, gently squeezing and massaging her pussy with his fingers.
Beth turned her head toward me and contentedly sighed "This is WONDERFUL!", then we kissed a very hot and steamy kiss.
After we broke the kiss, Roger asked "Can I get one of those too?"
"Sure!" answered Beth and leaned over to his face.
While they were kissing, I memorized the view that I had of a beautiful scene. I could see 2 naked guys sitting across from us slowly stroking their hard cocks. I could see my wife gently stroking my cock and the cock of another man while I played with her tits and she kissed him. I could see that her legs were spread wide apart, giving that other man free and total access to her pussy. And I could see that he was pressing and rubbing his fingers up and down her slit, squeezing her lips together or circling her hole with a finger every so often. I was so turned on, I thought I would cum right there in the hottub, but I managed to control myself.
When they broke their kiss, Roger suggested that we all get into the pool, where the water is a little cooler and "invigorating". Roger led the way out of the hottub and I let the single guys follow Beth up the steps. One of them got a smile from her as he reached out and stroked her ass as she moved up the stairs, so I told them both quietly that they had my permission to fondle her if they got the chance.
We spent the next 1/2 hour or so in the pool, and, as Beth and the singles swam to the other end I took the opportunity to tell Roger that I had given them permission to feel her up if they got the chance. He said he appreciated my telling him that because he would have had to kick them out otherwise. The reason for this is that as soon as they got to the other end of the pool, they started playing games like diving and swimming under her, stroking her pussy as they swam on their backs between her legs. Roger joined in at one point by putting his head between her legs and trying to stand up. Since he was having some trouble lifting her, the Fred and Jack "helped" by each one grabbing a tit in one hand and an ass cheek in the other to get her off of his shoulders. Another great sight for me!
Finally, I suggested that we go see the rest of the club and we all got out and dried off.
The first upstairs room that Roger showed us could only be described as the "Dungeon" room. There were cables with hooks and strings with nipple clamps hanging from the ceiling and on the walls were many 'Eye-bolts' for attaching the 'slave' in any position imaginable. As this isn't our style, we went on to another room. I should also mention here that, even though Beth was walking with me, Roger, Jack and Fred all took every opportunity to caress, stroke, and/or fondle my wife. I loved it, and so did she.
The next room was more to our taste. Lining 2 of the walls were 8 or 9 mattresses. On the other wall were 2 narrow benches, similar to weight lifting benches, but padded much better. Hanging in the center of the room was something that looked like a sling chair, but was somehow different. Roger called it a "Love Sling" and explained that it was hanging from a very strong bungee cord.
Beth immediately wanted to know how to use it, so Roger agreed to show her. Fred and Jack were also familiar with it, so they helped Beth to get in it and sit properly. Naturally, this involved them holding her tits, and putting their hands on her pussy multiple times. Since neither of us complained (least of all Beth, she was REALLY enjoying it!), Fred and Jack spent more of the time feeling her up than actually helping. Once she was in the chair part, Roger stood between her knees and showed her how to put her feet in the stirrups, then stood back to allow the rest of us to view my beautiful wife in all her naked glory.
I'll describe it as best I can, but you're probably going to have to use a lot of your imagination to really understand why the view was so stimulating to all of us guys. First of all, she was not laying on her back, but sitting up, more of in a reclining posture. The effect of this is that her tits weren't sagging to either side, but hanging down her chest, more like when she sits upright and her nipples were pointing straight at us (all of us were standing at her feet, for obvious reasons). Her feet were elevated and her knees were bent back slightly, forcing her legs WIDE apart. This gave us the most beautiful view in the world. Imagine how I excited I felt: here was my wife with her knees and feet wide enough apart that her pussy lips were spreading, with 3 other men with very stiff cocks staring between her legs...and she's got the biggest smile on her face I've ever seen. To say I was thrilled, excited, and turned on beyond belief would be a gross understatement!
We were all silent for a few minutes, Beth basking in the stares of four obviously sexually excited men, one of which was her husband, and the four of us just enjoying the spectacular view of a beautiful woman so turned on that the light was positively sparkling off all the lubrication on her wide open pussy lips.
Roger was the first to break the silence as he moved in closer and pulled on the sling to show how it bounced on the cord. And, when it bounced it swung, and when it swung, it swung toward him, poking Beth's pussy onto his hard cock. Not enough to push his cock inside, but enough for Beth to request that he do that a few more times. Fred and Jack took the hint and moved to either side of the sling chair, steadying it with their hands as they leaned forward and used their tongues and lips to play with both of her nipples at once and Beth immediately wrapped her fingers around both of their stiff cocks. As Beth's breathing increased to a pant, Roger placed two of his fingers on Beth's slit and moved them gently up and down as he looked at me with a question mark in his eyes. After all, his eyes seemed to say, you only came here to make love in front of other people, should I continue?
I grinned and motioned him forward with a nod of my head, stepping a little closer so I could see better. Roger smiled and turned back to Beth, moving two of his fingers down to her waiting hole and pushing them slowly inside. Once all the way in, he twisted them back and forth a few times, then began sliding them quickly out and back in again. Beth's pants were quickly changing to gasps as 3 men worked on her at the same time.
Roger increased his fingers in my wife's pussy to three, then four over the next few short minutes. Watching him and his fingers, I knew if I touched my rock-hard cock, I would cum immediately. Then, pushing all four fingers in as far as they would go, he leaned forward and, using the tip of his tongue, licked up and down the center of her slit.
Finally, Beth couldn't take it any more, and called out "FUCK ME, OH GOD, PLEASE FUCK ME!!!!"
Again, Roger didn't need a second invitation, but straightened up, lined his fat, stiff cock up with her waiting pussy and slid it easily into her sloppy, wet, wide open hole. Fred and Jack moved back far enough to let the sling begin to bounce, then reached out and pinched her nipples, holding onto them as she moved under their fingers. WHAT A BEAUTIFUL SIGHT!!! Here was my wife holding onto 2 cocks as she was being fucked by another man while the two other guys held up her nipples, making her tits wobble and stretch every time the sling chair moved (and it moved a LOT!). Beth was enjoying it so much that she was practically screaming with pleasure.
After a while (who can tell time when watching something a exciting as this), Roger stiffened and grabbed Beth's hips to hold himself into her as far as possible while he came with a loud groan. Beth reacted to the additional stimulation of feeling his warm fluid squirting deep inside her by screaming and squeezing hard the two cocks in her hands. I can't begin to describe the pleasure I felt watching my wife squirm and twist as another man filled her pussy with his cum. I can't even describe adequately the view of seeing two other men playing with my wife's tits as this is happening. All I can tell you is that it's something that you really need to experience to understand.
When Beth and Roger had calmed enough to notice the rest of the world, and speak, Roger asked me if I was ready to 'take over'. Knowing that I was, he let his half limp cock slide out of my wife's pussy and stepped out of the way. I was surprised to note that only a little of his cum leaked out as I stepped between her legs, but then I forgot all about it when I pushed my cock into my wife's full, soggy wet pussy. If there's one thing that feels better to a man than the feeling of pushing his cock into a warm, wet, wide open pussy, it's the pure pleasure he gets when he pushes his cock into his wife's hot, soggy wet, wide open, yet full pussy after another man has filled it with his cum!!
Let's just say that everyone involved had a GREAT time, both that night and the next couple of nights till we left for home. And we've had many additional fun times since then, with Frank, Roger, Fred, AND Jack (and a few others, though not all at the same time).
I hope you enjoyed this chronicle of our vacation, and that you also can enjoy the same thrills and excitement that I did.
