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   Vicki's Honeymoon seduction (a Vicki story) by Carl Zak Brown (c) 2002

   There was sea, there was sun, there was sand.  And most important to me,
there was Vicki.  But I knew she would want more...

   Our hotel had its top floor divided into two honeymoon suites.  On the
night we arrived, we did not see many of the other guests, we went straight
to our room and had food sent up, so we could enjoy the evening alone
together.

   However, we decided to have breakfast in the dining room.  The waiter
was very friendly, and during the course of our breakfast he pointed out
the couple in the other honeymoon suite.  They both looked about 25 to me,
a few years older than Vicki (who was 21 when we got married) but much
younger than me (I was 49).

   We finished breakfast after the other couple had left the dining room,
but as we arrived back at the door of our suite, they were just leaving
their room.  Vicki introduced herself to them, and explained that we were
on our honeymoon too.  She noticed that they were looking at me with
surprise on their faces, obviously wondering what she saw in a man as old
as I was.

   She said "Yes, this really is my husband!  There are advantages in older
men you know!  Why don't we meet for dinner tonight and I will tell you
about them?"

   They agreed, although I was disappointed, I wanted Vicki to myself for a
few more days.

   We spent the day on the beach, sunning ourselves and swimming in the
sea. In the evening, we returned to our room and prepared for dinner. 
Vicki put on a semi-transparent red evening dress I had bought for her in
Paris.  I noticed that she was not wearing any underwear underneath it. 
She carefully adjusted the neckline of the dress to make sure that anyone
who cared to look would get a good view of the tops of her breasts.

   "Who are you planning to seduce tonight?" I said.  "Are you after that
chatty waiter?"

   "Not yet" she said.  "Maybe later in the week.  Tonight we are after the
couple next door!"

   Shortly afterwards, Ben and Marion (the other honeymooners) knocked on
our door, and we went down to the restaurant together.  After we had
ordered our food, we chatted and discovered that Ben and Marion were on the
second week of their holiday.  They would be returning to their home the
following weekend.

   We enjoyed the meal.  I noticed that Vicki was making sure that our
companions had plenty of wine to drink.

   Before the dessert, they had to excuse themselves to go to the toilet.
While they were away, I said "Its not going to work you know, they are only
interested in each other at the moment.  You ought to get their phone
numbers, and maybe try in a year or two when they have settled into a
routine."

   Vicki replied "It is going to work.  He has been sneaking glances at my
tits when his wife is not looking.  Why don't you accidentally pour some
wine over me during dessert?  I think that should give everyone a better
view of my breasts!"

   I said "But that will ruin the dress.  That cost me 300 pounds!"

   Vicki said, "Don't you think she's worth it?"

   Just then, Ben and Marion returned to the table.  Once they had sat
down, Vicki started talking about sex.  I'm sure that if they had not been
so drunk, the others would not have joined in, but soon Vicki was telling
stories about the different men she had fucked and comparing their
performance.

   She asked Marion "How many lovers have you had?  Is Ben the best?"

   Marion replied "I've had two before Ben, plus a couple of one night
stands.  Ben is the best lover I've had, although his thing is a bit big
for me."

   "His thing?" Vicki said.  "Do you mean his cock?  You ought to try
Carl's, his prick is quite small!"

   Everyone laughed.  Vicki kicked me under the table, she obviously wanted
me to pour wine over her, but I ignored her.  We continued to talk for a
few more minutes, while I received several more kicks from Vicki.  Then she
turned to Ben.  "My husband's ignoring me" she said.  "Could you pour me
some more wine?"

   Vicki had been pouring her own wine all night, as well as wine for
everyone else at the table.  However, Ben picked up the nearly full bottle
of wine and attempted to pour it into Vicki's glass.  It did not go where
Vicki had hoped, instead it went over the tablecloth and into her lap. 
Vicki jumped up in apparent surprise, and her suddenly transparent dress
exposed her shaved pussy to perfection.  Ben's eyes popped open.  He
started to apologise, but Vicki brushed that aside.  As a waiter approached
to clear up the mess, she said to him that it was all her fault and that
she would pay for any damage to the table cloth and the carpet.  Then she
turned to the rest of us and suggested that we returned to our rooms while
the hotel staff cleared up the mess.

   As soon as we were in the lift, Vicki removed the dress, confirming my
suspicion that she was not wearing anything underneath.  Once we reached
our floor, she invited Ben and Marion to join us in our room for coffee. 
"It will only take me a minute to clean up", she said.

   I called room service to order coffee.  Vicki had gone into the bathroom
to dry herself off, but she had not bothered to put any clothes on before
she returned to the living room of the hotel suite.  "We are all friends
now" she said.  "I haven't got anything to hide!"

   Just then, the coffee arrived.  I opened the door to let the man bring
the coffee in, and asked him if he could try to have the dress cleaned. 
Vicki was sitting opposite him, and made no attempt to hide her breasts or
pussy from him, in fact she opened her legs slightly wider.  "I will try to
see you later in the week!" she said to him, and winked.

   After he had gone, Marion turned to Vicki.  "Surely you would not sleep
with anyone apart from your husband during your honeymoon!", Marion said.

   "Of course I would", said Vicki, "I am about to fuck your husband right
now, while Carl takes care of you!"

   I added "If that's what you want Marion".  For a moment I thought she
was going to say no, but then she smiled and said "I'm feeling a bit
overdressed here.  Carl, would you help me to get my clothes off, I'm
feeling a bit dizzy, I am not sure I can manage on my own.  Vicki, can you
help Ben with his clothes?"

   I helped Marion to undress, and she helped me.  It probably took longer
that way, but it was much more fun.

   By the time Marion and I were ready, Ben and Vicki had already moved to
the bedroom and Ben was already lying on the bed, with Vicki kneeling with
her thighs on either side of him.  She was rubbing his cock with one hand,
and rubbing her pussy with the other.  Ben had a dreamy look on his face,
as though he couldn't believe what was happening.

   I suggested to Marion that she should lie down next to her husband.  I
knelt over her, and kissed her for the first time.  Then I kissed down her
body, until I reached her pussy.  I licked over her cunt lips, then plunged
my tongue in.  I licked in and around her pussy, spending more time on her
clit as she started to get aroused.

   I was watching Ben out of the corner of my eye.  He appeared to be doing
very little, perhaps because of the wine, but Vicki had managed to get him
erect and was positioning herself to receive his cock in her cunt.  I
noticed that his cock was eight inches long and very thick.

   I asked Marion, "Would you like to fuck me now?" She said yes, and I
slipped my much smaller cock into her pussy.

   I did not try to give my best performance, I was afraid that Marion was
about to pass out from the wine.  However, as my thrusts grew faster, I was
pleased to feel her pussy muscles spasming around my cock and her orgasm
was enough to push me over the edge, spurting my semen into her.  At the
same time, I heard Vicki scream, as she brought herself off with her
fingers, just as Ben spurted into her.

   Ben promptly fell asleep.  It was lucky the bed was very large, as we
all slept together that night.

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