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Vacation Doesn't Count
By Anonymous Author (address withheld)

***

A couple on vacation find lots of fun in the sun when 
the wife decides that whatever they do while on 
vacation, doesn't count. (M+/F, wife, voy, intr)

***

CHAPTER ONE


Last year, I was recruited by a large international 
company based in London. The package that they offered 
was too good to turn down, and one of the most pleasant 
perquisites was a working tour of the resorts it owned 
and managed. My wife, Sondra, was thrilled at the 
prospect and we lined up her parents to watch the kids 
for the five week trip.

Sondra and I have been married for fourteen years, and 
have three kids, Jessica (12), Todd (9), and Mike (6). 
We are both 34 and fight the battle against aging, with 
Sondra winning in spectacular fashion. 

At 5'4" Sondra carries a hard, firm body with beautiful 
legs, a tight ass, slim waist and absolutely marvelous, 
large, high, round breasts on a perfect 110 pound 
frame. Always the perfect "lady," bordering on "prim 
and proper," I was looking forward to seeing her in the 
tiny bikinis and revealing one-piece bathing suits she 
had purchased for our trip. 

I had especially enjoyed closely examining the results 
of her major "bikini-wax" treatment, leaving only a 
short, narrow "Mohawk" of auburn hair around her pink 
pussy lips.

The first leg of our tour took us to the Caribbean for 
stops on several islands. Our first accommodation was 
in a beautiful beach cottage, with all the luxuries one 
could ask for. My duties were light, consisting of 
being introduced to the management staff and attending 
a few business meetings, and Sondra spent her free time 
sunning and shopping.

**

On the third day, I returned to the cottage to find 
Sondra putting on quite an erotic show for four college 
guys, 18 or 19 years old, who were on Spring Break and 
staying at the cottage next to ours. I had entered the 
house from the front (which was the second story in the 
back) and, as I walked out on to the deck, the sight 
before me froze me in my tracks. 

To my utter surprise and disbelief, my normally prudish 
wife was lying on the chaise lounge, sunbathing in the 
nude. Even more erotic, was the fact that from my high 
vantage point, I could see four boys avidly staring 
through the separating fence at my wife's lush charms. 
What I didn't know, but soon found out, was if Sondra 
was aware of her audience. I faded back out of obvious 
sight to watch.

Soon, Sondra sat up in the chaise, facing the boys, and 
began to smooth suntan lotion on her naked body. She 
glistened in the sun from the oil, and I watched her 
slowly rub the stuff all over her large breasts and 
hard nipples, down over her flat stomach and on to and 
between her thighs. Over the next hour, Sondra turned 
several times, making sure her audience saw all of her, 
and once more rubbed her chest with the lucky oil.

My cock had been rock hard for the hour, and now I 
started to lightly caress it. I think it was only peer 
pressure keeping the boys from doing the same.

Finally, Sondra stood and stretched, and then turned 
her back to the boys and bent at the waist to pick up 
her towel. She walked over to the outside shower and 
began the most sensuous shower imaginable, lathering up 
her magnificent body and caressing her nipples and 
cunt.

As she dried herself, I zipped up in time to meet her 
as she entered the cottage. She was surprised to see me 
home and immediately looked guilty. I took her into my 
arms and told her I had enjoyed her performance on the 
patio. She blushed and looked down. The lump was 
obvious in my pants.

"Michael, will you please fuck me? Right now?"

We fucked there, on the floor, with Sondra lost in her 
intense orgasm and me blowing the biggest load of cum I 
had ever shot into her hot, wet cunt.

Afterwards, both of us soaking in the hot tub, Sondra 
apologized for exposing herself to the boys and told me 
how ashamed she was. I asked her if she was really 
ashamed, or just embarrassed because I had caught her. 

She coyly admitted that the latter was true and went on 
to admit that, other than actually making love with me, 
she had never been more sexually excited in her life. I 
told her the sight of her naked and fondling herself in 
front of other men had made me as hot as I had ever 
been, and I enjoyed watching her finally beginning to 
let go of her strong inhibitions.

And then I said the crucial words that changed our 
marriage, "Besides, dear, we're on vacation, and what 
happens on vacation doesn't count when you get back to 
the 'real world.'"

That night, after dinner, Sondra and I were cruising 
the main shopping and nightclub strip and went into a 
beer joint advertising a wet T-shirt contest, to draw 
in all the college guys on break.

The place was packed and too loud to talk, and the 
emcee was working the crowd, trying to get the girls up 
on stage and into t-shirts. When he spotted Sondra, all 
cleavage in her halter-top, he brought the spotlight on 
her and began coercing her to join in the festivities 
and "show the boys what a real woman looked like." 

The crowd was behind him one hundred percent, and it 
was obvious he wasn't going to take "no" for an answer. 
Sondra looked across the table at me and I could see 
the excitement sparkling in her beautiful green eyes 
and I nodded.

Sondra and nine college coeds disappeared into the back 
and reappeared wearing thin, white, cotton t-shirts. 
Their nipples were easily visible through the thin 
material. They paraded across the tiny stage and Sondra 
looked spectacular in the t-shirt, short denim skirt 
and high heels, holding her own against the younger 
girls.

Finally, to the roaring approval of the crowd, the 
wetting began and the women might as well have been 
naked from the waist up. There were good bodies, and 
then there were great bodies, and the contest was 
obviously between Sondra and two other girls. I watched 
the mother of my children strutting up and down the 
bar, jiggling her breasts at the crowd, showing them 
off in the now-transparent shirt.

To my surprise, one and then more of the girls stripped 
off their wet shirts and bounced their naked tits in 
the faces of their appreciative audience. Not to be 
outdone, Sondra ripped the wet cotton off her chest and 
proudly displayed her wonderful breasts to the young 
crowd.

Unfortunately, Sondra lost out to a co-ed with even 
bigger tits and a better tan. As the winner was being 
crowned, the guys helped the women down from the bar 
and there were a lot of free feels going on. The band 
started up again, and I watched in amazement as my wife 
joined a few of the other girls and danced topless 
among the throng of horny guys! Being the "old lady" of 
the crowd certainly didn't affect her popularity as I 
watched the men jostle each other to get next to her.

She disappeared into the gyrating crowd and after about 
an hour, reappeared at my table. She was still naked 
from the waist up, out of breath, and the finger marks 
on her breasts were obvious. She was smiling a huge 
grin.

"Michael, you have to get me out of here, NOW! Because 
I want to fuck and pretty soon, it won't matter to me 
with whom!"

I took off my outer shirt and she casually put her arms 
in it, but didn't button it. We then headed out the 
door and back to our cottage. We had gone only a few 
feet down the street when Sondra stopped and looked 
into my eyes.

"I'll never make it back home. Follow me!"

We stepped into a dark alley between two buildings. 
Sondra bent over to lean on a trashcan and hiked her 
tight skirt up over her hips. Her white panties looked 
like they were glowing in the dark.

I opened my zipper and pulled out my hard cock. I was 
more than ready to fuck this hot piece before me.

"Now, Michael! Fuck me! Either rip my panties off or 
fuck me right through them! I need a cock inside me, 
now!"

Turned on by the spontaneity and raw sexuality of the 
moment, I roughly clawed my fingers into the soft 
material and ripped them open for my attack. I buried 
my prick up to my balls into Sondra's hot cunt on the 
first stroke. The act was no more than rutting -- two 
hot creatures throwing themselves at and into each 
other because they couldn't take another breath until 
their mating was done.

When I came, it was an explosion. I could feel my cum 
squirt out of my cock in long, powerful spurts. My 
knees weakened, my breathing was ragged, my fingers and 
toes were cramping into tight curls.

Sondra stood up and looked at me. She ripped off the 
remaining strands of her panties and wiped my cock 
clean. She smiled as she reached her hand under her 
skirt and brought her wet fingers to her mouth. She 
tasted our juices.

"That wasn't bad, stranger. Are you in town long?"


CHAPTER TWO


The next morning, after I returned from my meeting, 
Sondra told me to go up into the loft because she was 
going to test me to see if I meant what I said about 
vacations the day before.

She then called the boys in the next door cottage and 
asked if one of them could bring over the ferry 
schedule, as she had lost ours. When the doorbell rang, 
she slipped on her short, white satin robe, through 
which her hard nipples were clearly visible.

To Sondra's obvious surprise, three boys stood at the 
door when she opened it. She invited the three clean-
cut, handsome boys in and thanked them for the 
schedule. One of the boys remarked about it being a 
great idea to have a hot tub in the living room, and 
that their cottage didn't have one at all.

Sondra smiled and invited the boys to use the Jacuzzi 
with her. The boys thanked her and said that they would 
be right back in their trunks, but Sondra opened the 
sash of her robe and let it fall to the floor, saying 
that the hot tub was made to be enjoyed naked.

The boys quickly fumbled out of their clothes, keeping 
their eyes locked on Sondra's naked body as she slipped 
into the swirling water.

When all four were in the water, Sondra asked if any of 
them would like their back rubbed. In brash reply, the 
most brazen of the three boys reached over and filled 
his hands with my wife's round tits. Sondra immediately 
filled her hand with the nearest hard cock, and the guy 
with his hands all over her tits stood up, with his 
erection only inches from Sondra's lips. My normally 
inhibited wife sucked the young guy's cock into her 
mouth, until her nose nestled in his wet pubic hair.

As she sucked, she jerked on one of the kids' cocks, 
and the third had his mouth attached to one of her 
tits. The kid in her mouth started humping her face and 
Sondra ignored the other two as she coaxed his hot 
spunk out of his cock with her mouth and hands, 
swallowing every drop.

One after the other, I watched my wife suck off all 
three of the boys, until she had drained each of them 
of their cum, without spilling a drop, and then she 
stood and announced that it was her turn.

All four of them splashed out of the tub and laid on 
the cushions. One of the boys buried his face between 
Sondra's invitingly spread legs and she moaned with 
pleasure as his tongue began its exploration of her 
clit and cunt. Each of the other two kids began 
fondling and sucking her breasts and nipples, loudly 
slurping my wife's wet flesh into their hungry mouths.

All too soon, Sondra began her long-awaited orgasm in 
almost violent fashion. Her body humped and writhed but 
the boys held on to her with their mouths and Sondra 
went crashing from one orgasm to another. Finally, when 
she could catch her breath and speak, she thanked the 
boys for the fun and warned them to leave, "before my 
husband comes home!"

As soon as the front door closed, I was downstairs and 
standing over my wife with my raging erection in my 
hand. Sondra begged me to fuck her, to fill her aching 
pussy with my cock, and I was only too happy to comply. 
I rammed into her with all my strength and we fucked 
with animal ferocity until our bodies, slick with 
sweat, shuddered and clasped together in orgasm. We 
fucked again before falling asleep for the afternoon.

**

The next day we caught a short island-hopping flight to 
our next port-of-call. It was the opposite of our 
little cottage. This time, we were staying at a very 
posh, high-rise resort.

After checking out the view from our room, which 
overlooked the huge pool, Sondra unpacked, stripped and 
donned only her bikini bottoms and went out onto the 
balcony. She stretched, letting the sun warm her skin, 
and I'm sure more than a few people at the pool had an 
opportunity to observe that she has a magnificent set 
of tits. I stepped out on to the balcony with her, just 
as the man from the next suite did. He introduced 
himself to us and offered us a beer. His name was Brian 
and when he returned he couldn't take his eyes off 
Sondra's chest as we talked.

After a few minutes, Brian's wife, Janet, joined us on 
the balcony. She was wearing a conservative one-piece 
bathing suit and her mouth literally fell open when she 
saw Sondra. She regained her composure and emphatically 
informed us that, as far as she knew, it wasn't a 
topless resort.

Each couple sat at their own table on the balcony, 
separated only by a low, thin railing, and continued 
talking. As Brian and Janet watched, Sondra began to 
apply her suntan lotion. She squeezed it onto her hands 
and rubbed it on her arms, legs, stomach, and finally 
on her breasts. She was watching the expressions on the 
faces of our new neighbors, as she applied it to her 
bare tits and ran her oily fingers over her nipples 
until they were hard and sticking straight out. 

Janet pulled Brian out of his chair and said they had 
to get ready for lunch. We waved good-bye and Brian 
smiled and said he hoped he'd see us again, soon; but 
we didn't see him or Janet again. We think they either 
left or had their room changed.

Coming in from the balcony, Sondra asked me if the 
scene had excited me. I answered her by pulling her 
down onto the bed and making love.

Both at the pool and on the beach, no one was topless, 
so over the next few days, Sondra learned how to wear 
her suits to her best advantage. She would tie it very 
loosely so in the surf or when she dove into the pool 
it would occasionally, "accidentally" fall off. When 
she was sunning herself, she would take it off 
completely as she laid on her stomach, but would often 
prop herself up on her elbows. Sondra went to the pool 
area alone while I enjoyed watching from the balcony. 
She became quite popular and every time she arrived on 
the scene, she drew a crowd of lookers.

Finally, on the morning of our last full day on that 
island, as she lay topless on a towel not far from the 
balcony, a man sat down next to her, hoping for a 
better view. Sondra started trying to put some oil on 
her back when the guy asked if he could help her. 
Sondra raised herself up on her elbows, letting the 
sides of her breast become exposed, and then handed him 
her oil. 

He started on her back and legs and then proceeded to 
her shoulders and sides. I could see his hands brushing 
the sides of my wife's hanging tits, and she didn't 
flinch. Instead, Sondra raised up even more and leaned 
on her left side, placing her right hand behind her. In 
that pose, she was giving him (and me) a perfect, up-
close view of her naked breasts.

Sondra smiled up at the stranger, "I think you missed a 
spot or two."

She stayed in that position as he blatantly stared and 
continued to oil her shoulder. She looked down at her 
chest and asked him to put some oil in his hand. He 
did, and Sondra cupped his hand on her breast, smearing 
the oil into her skin.

He then took her nipple between his finger and thumb 
and squeezed it. I could hear Sondra gasp, and then she 
smiled at him and rolled over onto her back, exposing 
both breasts. In a second, the guy was feeling her 
slippery tits with both hands. I could tell Sondra was 
getting really excited, but other people began arriving 
in the area and Sondra turned back onto her stomach.

I decided to join them. Sondra introduced me to Bill. 
He was about 45, still well-built, graying and ruggedly 
handsome, a corporate bigwig and on vacation with his 
wife, who was on a shopping excursion for the day. All 
three of us sat around talking the morning away as 
Sondra repeatedly, teasingly exposed herself.


CHAPTER THREE


Around noon, I invited Bill to join us in our suite for 
lunch. Sondra was all for the idea, and off we went. 
Once in the suite, Sondra said she wanted to shower off 
some of the suntan lotion while I made drinks and 
ordered room service. After the food arrived, Sondra 
rejoined us, combing her wet hair and wearing only a 
short towel wrapped around her waist. 

Both Bill and I commented on how lovely she looked and 
on the nice, even tan she was getting. Bill didn't act 
embarrassed or surprised at seeing Sondra topless, so 
who was I to make a fuss over it?

During lunch, neither Bill nor I could take our eyes of 
my wife's luscious tits. Once, when I stood to make us 
more drinks, I could not resist bending down in front 
of Sondra and sucking one of her delicious nipples into 
my mouth, right in front of our new friend! Bill 
laughed and said that must be dessert.

Sondra just smiled a big grin and said, "Maybe."

We were out of ice, so I told the two of them that I 
would be right back. I left the door slightly ajar, so 
I could sneak a look before re-entering.

When I returned with the ice, I peeked in to see Bill 
bent over Sondra and sucking on a nipple, exactly as I 
had done a few minutes before. Sondra was feeling his 
cock beneath his swim trunks with her right hand as her 
left hand cupped her breast for his hungry mouth.

Bill reach down and dropped his trunks, exposing his 
large erection. He held it in front of him, eye-level 
with Sondra. Sondra grabbed it with her left hand and 
stroked it, and then lightly touched it with her 
tongue. She wet her lips and then slid the head of his 
cock into her mouth. She kept stroking the length of it 
with her hand, guiding as much of it as she could into 
her slurping mouth, while at the same time, playing 
with his balls with her other hand. Bill put his hands 
on each side of her head and pulled her back and forth 
on his prick, fucking her mouth.

Sondra started to speed up and I could tell Bill was 
getting ready to shoot his load. Sondra grabbed his 
cock in both of her hands and squeezed as he erupted 
into her mouth. She continued sucking as his flood of 
cum dripped down her chin and on to her tits. He let 
her continue until his cock was limp, and then he 
pulled his trunks up and kissed her on the mouth.

I then made some noise as I re-entered the room, 
telling them I had to go up three floors to find the 
ice. Bill stepped over to the bar to make a drink, and 
as he did, I bent down to kiss Sondra and lifted Bill's 
cum from her tit on my finger. Sondra smiled and sucked 
my sticky finger into her mouth.

**

The afternoon progressed and the drinking continued and 
the flirting became more obvious. I dug out the camera 
and said I wanted to get a picture of Sondra and Bill. 
Sondra immediately sat on Bill's lap, letting her towel 
fall to the floor as she did. After a couple of poses, 
things started to really loosen up and I continued 
taking pictures as Bill's hands covered Sondra's 
breasts, and Sondra cupped her tits up to Bill's mouth, 
until, finally, Sondra said she wanted everyone naked 
for some "porno" shots.

As Sondra was sucking my cock for one picture, I 
couldn't hold back any longer, and Bill snapped off a 
couple as I filled my wife's mouth with my hot cum. 
Right after that, Bill mounted Sondra doggie-style and 
I snapped away as he plowed away in my wife's pussy. 
The three of us took pictures in every imaginable 
position until we were out of film and the suite was 
strewn with the polaroids.

Bill called his wife, telling her he found an all-night 
poker game, and by the time we had finished room 
service dinner, we were exhausted and fell asleep. I 
woke up at 1:00 a.m. to the sounds of moaning and 
groaning, and found Bill and Sondra fucking their 
brains out next to me in the bed. I waited until they 
were through and then took my turn for sloppy seconds 
in my wife's cunt.

Sondra and I were still in bed the next morning while 
Bill showered and dressed to leave. When he was ready, 
Sondra called him over to the bed for a good-bye kiss, 
and then had him stand at the side of the bed as she 
leaned over me and gave him a good-bye blow-job, too!

As I showered, I thought about the amazing events of 
the last few days. Sondra had been a virgin when we had 
married, and though one spouse can never know all there 
is to know about the other, I would swear that Sondra 
had never been unfaithful to me. Now, after just a few 
days away, I had shared her with the college boys, a 
whole bar full of kids and, finally, another man. 

I did feel little pangs of jealousy - at the other men, 
but even more at Sondra's totally wanton and 
uninhibited behavior - but, even stronger were my 
feelings of excitement and arousal. I had never felt 
more alive and sexually stimulated than the last few 
days, and I was anxious to see what else could happen 
over the next two weeks.

I emerged from the shower with an iron-hard erection. I 
walked into the bedroom and, as if on cue, Sondra bent 
over the luggage as she packed them and wiggled her ass 
at me in a most lascivious manner. Another pair of 
panties was ripped and torn open in my assault.

We stepped off the plane in Jamaica and the company rep 
was waiting with our car. Because of work and social 
obligations with the large company staff in Jamaica, 
Sondra and I had little time to misbehave. Finally, we 
were finished, and at our host's suggestion, we asked 
the chauffeur, Samuel, to come up to our room to 
arrange an island tour the next day (our last on the 
island).

Samuel was a good-looking man, very black, with a trace 
of gray at his temples, and that wonderful island 
accent. Sondra and I had been drinking since lunch, and 
I offered Samuel one, which he accepted. After talking 
about the different island sights and routes we could 
take, Samuel asked to use the bathroom.

Sondra smiled at me and said, "Did you see the huge 
lump in Samuel's pants?"

I smiled back, "And I guess you plan to investigate 
further?"

Just then, Samuel returned and sat down. We talked a 
little more, and then I said I was tired and would see 
Samuel in the morning. Sondra and Samuel talked small 
talk for a while, as I laid in bed and listened through 
the open door.

Finally, I heard Sondra ask, "Do many women come to the 
island for more than a vacation?"

"Like what, Missus?"

"You know, like for excitement. Maybe something they 
couldn't get or do at home."

"Well, I'll be very frank, Missus. An awful lot of 
white women come down here to get laid by the natives."

Sondra laughed. "Why, Samuel? Is the myth about size 
true?"

"I can't talk for all, Missus, but for me, it is no 
myth."

By this time, I was out of the bed, peering into the 
room from behind the door.

"Can I see for myself, Samuel?" Sondra asked.

Samuel stood and dropped his slacks. He wasn't wearing 
anything under them and a large, black dick hung 
between his legs.

"You want to touch it, Missus?"

Sondra nodded and reached out with both hands. Both 
Sondra and I watched as Samuel's cock grew and hardened 
in her hands. Sondra leaned forward and sucked the head 
into her mouth.

"Oh, you good, Missus. Maybe you want to feel it inside 
your pussy?"

Sondra looked up at Samuel, "I think it's too big! I 
don't think I can."

"You can Missus. Let me try. I won't hurt you. You'll 
like it, you'll see."

Sondra stood and stripped off her clothes and laid back 
on the sofa, placing one foot over the back, and the 
other far out on the floor. Both Samuel and I had a 
perfect view of her pink, wet pussy.

Then Samuel positioned himself at her cunt and began 
pushing his erection into my wife.

"My god! You're so big! I can feel your thickness 
already, Samuel."

I watched as she took him inside her pussy a little at 
a time.

When it was all the way in, Samuel looked down at her, 
"You got it all, now, Lady. I told you."

"Oh, it feels so good! Now fuck me with that thing! 
Fuck me hard, Samuel!" Sondra rolled her head side to 
side as Samuel began to really fuck her, shoving it in 
all the way and pulling it almost all the way out. 

She was moaning and groaning in pleasure, and I 
wondered if she was actually going to pass out. She 
wrapped her legs and arms around him as they fucked 
themselves into a frenzy. I could hear his balls slap 
against my wife on every stroke, and the contrast of 
her white skin against his black made me shoot a load 
of cum against the door, without touching myself.

Samuel let out a groan and began to come. He shoved his 
cock in as deeply as it would go. Sondra closed her 
eyes and told him to fill her cunt with his hot cum. 
Samuel came for a long time, and when he did pull his 
cock out of my wife's pussy, I could see his cum 
leaking out of it, dripping onto the sofa.

"That was wonderful, Samuel."

"Yes, Missus, for me, too. I will be here tomorrow 
morning for your tour. I thank you very much for this, 
Missus."

Sondra stayed on the sofa as Samuel dressed and let 
himself out. I ripped open the door and stood over her.

"Hi, Darling. I'm all pooped out, but if you want some, 
help yourself."

It was all the invitation I needed. I knelt between 
Sondra's legs, seeing Samuel's gooey cum covering her 
red pussy lips, dripping down the crack of her ass and 
spotting the sofa. I buried my cock up to my balls in 
one sudden, swift thrust. Sondra grunted from my force, 
but she laid still as I pounded into her, adding my cum 
to the sticky mess already between her spread legs. 
When I was done, we kissed and helped each other into 
bed, not hearing another thing until the alarm went off 
the next morning.


CHAPTER FOUR


The next morning, Sondra wore a white strapless 
sundress with nothing on under it. Samuel acted as 
though nothing had happened as he helped us into the 
car and began the tour. As we took in the sights, I 
noticed Sondra and Samuel playing eye games in the 
mirror. I could see Sondra's hard nipples through her 
dress, and I was sure she was ready for a repeat 
performance of last night.

After lunch, I pretended to fall asleep in the back 
seat of the car. At one stop, Sondra got back into the 
car in the front seat with Samuel, and I could tell her 
hands immediately went to work on his tool. Soon, her 
head disappeared below the seat and I could hear her 
moaning and slurping. Then, the car stopped and the 
doors opened and closed.

Chancing a look, I saw Samuel spreading a blanket in a 
small grassy area.

He then laid down on his back and his already hard cock 
stood straight up. Sondra lifted her dress and 
straddled Samuel's hips and slowly lowered her cunt 
down on to his prick, moaning and grunting the whole 
time. Samuel pulled her dress down off her tits and 
began pulling on her nipples as she humped his cock. 
She was soon screaming in one orgasm after another and 
collapsed on Samuel.

Sondra soon regained her composure and continued 
fucking Samuel until he came, pumping his cum until I 
could see it running our of Sondra's cunt and down his 
dick.

After a few minutes, they reassembled themselves, 
Sondra got back into the back seat and we returned to 
the hotel. I tipped Samuel lavishly when he dropped us 
off at the airport the next morning.

After a flight that seemed to last forever, we finally 
touched down for the last leg of our tour in Hawaii. 
Both the company and my wife had saved the best for 
last.

Our suite was the penthouse and it was filled with 
exotic fruit and flowers when we arrived. It was still 
before noon and both Sondra and I were jetlagged and 
felt fidgety, but not tired, after our long flight.

Sondra stripped, showered, and dressed in her tiniest 
bikini. She said she was going to go down to the 
beautiful beach and see if she could meet anyone 
"interesting." I knew exactly what she meant, but since 
I didn't seem to be invited, I went in to take my own 
shower.

Afterwards, I stepped out onto the balcony to enjoy the 
view, and to see if Sondra was in sight. She was, and 
when I got my binoculars, I could see that she was 
talking to a very big, very well-built Polynesian guy, 
years younger than her. I quickly put on my trunks and 
grabbed a towel.

When I arrived down on the beach, I casually walked by 
and then sat in a partially concealed spot in the grass 
and palms, close to where Sondra and her young stud 
were sitting chatting. His name was Mano and he was a 
native to the island and worked for the hotel. Up 
close, he was even more impressive than from the 
balcony. Obviously a serious weightlifter, he looked to 
be around 20 years old and his huge body was wide and 
dark and looked as if it was chiseled from stone.

I became increasingly excited as I watched Sondra 
continually change position, each time, letting her 
bikini work its way up her crotch and the crack of her 
ass, until it looked like she was wearing a "thong" - 
front and back. Her pussy was almost fully exposed, 
except for a thin strip of bright yellow material 
caught between her cunt lips. She had also loosened the 
top of her suit and her large tits were almost spilling 
out into full view as she began to apply her trusty 
suntan oil to her legs and stomach. She was an 
incredible sexual animal to watch.

Mano made no secret of the fact that he was enjoying 
Sondra's "performance," commenting on her tan, her 
legs, her breasts. She soon laid down on her stomach 
and asked her new young friend to apply some lotion to 
her back and legs. A lump formed in my trunks as I 
watched his strong hands massaging my wife's back and 
legs.

He was massaging Sondra's calves when she mentioned 
that he had missed the area near her bikini bottoms. 
Mano began to massage the exposed portions of Sondra's 
ass, until his fingers were only inches away from her 
pussy. Just then, Sondra began to hump her hips and it 
was obvious that she wanted Mano to go farther. He 
wasn't shy. He worked one, then two and, finally, three 
of his thick, blunt fingers under the elastic and into 
Sondra's juicy cunt. He continued his finger fucking 
until Sondra convulsed in a powerful orgasm.

As soon as she regained her senses, Sondra sat up and 
hugged Mano and asked him up to our suite. I grabbed my 
towel and beat a fast retreat to the hotel and up to 
the room before them. I was pleased to see that the 
bedroom had a huge, deep closet and I jammed the door 
partially open to provide me with a view of the 
anticipated action.

When they entered, there were no preliminaries. Mano 
ordered Sondra to strip her bikini off and then to 
kneel on the thick carpet. Sondra happily complied, and 
when she was in position, Mano dropped his trunks to 
reveal a cock worthy of the rest of his perfect body. 
He knelt behind Sondra and placed his cock at her pussy 
lips, and then told her to fuck herself on his rod.

Sondra moaned as she felt his erection press against 
her, and moaned louder as she pressed her ass and hips 
back against him, letting his prick easily enter her 
wet cunt. She soon had him buried to his balls in her 
cunt, and then Mano began to pump in and out of her. My 
wife then reached under herself and grasped Mano's 
swinging balls in her hand, while he reached down and 
pinched her nipples on her swinging globes.

Sondra moaned over and over, again, "Fuck me! Fuck me 
harder!"

She then began to tremble uncontrollably as she started 
into her climax. Mano continued to pound into her until 
she collapsed to the floor, pulling away from his 
still-hard cock with a loud "slluuurrppp!"

Mano rolled my wife over and buried his face between 
her legs as she screamed her way into another orgasm.

Finally, she tried to push him away as she breathlessly 
begged, "No more!

Please, Mano, no more for awhile! I can't take it, 
anymore!"

Mano stood up and lifted Sondra from the floor as if 
she weighed no more than a feather. He arranged her on 
the bed so that her head hung off the edge, upside 
down, and then he walked his cock into her mouth and 
roughly grabbed both of her tits in his hands. Sondra 
soon found the rhythm, and Mano began fucking her 
mouth. Sondra's hands reached up to jerk his cock as 
she sucked on him and, eventually, Mano began to cum. 
Sondra gagged and coughed on his first spurt of cum, 
but swallowed the rest like the pro she had become in 
the last few weeks.

Mano was just getting started and I watched him ravage 
my wife's eagerly available body. He didn't stay soft 
for long, especially with Sondra sucking on his wet 
dick. He then rolled Sondra over on to her back and 
buried his cock in her pussy. I watched Sondra's legs 
wrap themselves around his waist as he fucked her into 
the bed. He then reached under Sondra's ass and began 
to bury several fingers up her anus, thrusting hard 
with each stroke of his hips. 

Sondra was soon approaching what looked like an 
incredible orgasm. With a scream, she shuddered in the 
throes of her climax. Mano continued to pound away in 
her pussy until she calmed down. Then he pulled out, 
rolled her onto her stomach and placed his cock head 
against her puckered asshole.

"No, Mano! Not there! I've never done it there!"

Mano grabbed her waist and pulled her ass closer. 
Sondra began to struggle, but he ignored her. His prick 
began to disappear up my wife's ass and she was begging 
him to stop, to take it out. But, soon, her whimpers 
turned to moans as Mano's fingers disappeared into her 
cunt. Now, both of them were on the climb to orgasm, 
with Mano finally coming in my wife's virgin asshole.

They rolled apart and Mano told Sondra to clean his 
cock. Sondra got a washcloth and gently wiped him 
clean. Then he stood and began dressing.

Sondra propped herself on one elbow and smiled up at 
him, "Where are you going? You don't have to leave, 
yet."

"I gotta get to work, Lady, but I'll be back tomorrow, 
okay?

I had come twice in the closet, but my dick was hard, 
again, by the time Mano closed the front door. I was 
out of the closet and on Sondra in a flash.

"Oh, Michael! Come fuck me. He was the best, yet. The 
very best!"


CHAPTER FIVE


During the rest of our vacation, Sondra couldn't get 
enough of Mano and his beautiful cock. While I worked, 
the two of them fucked the days away in our bed. One 
day, I returned from meetings and Sondra informed me 
that Mano had the night off and was going to take her 
out dancing with some of his friends. She said she 
wanted the night to be perfect and had purchased a very 
expensive, sheer white silk, strapless cocktail dress 
with matching high heels. 

Before Mano arrived, Sondra modeled her outfit for me. 
The silk clung to her body and was thin enough that it 
was obvious that she was wearing nothing under it. 
Then, with a smile, Sondra peeled the hem up until she 
was exposing her cunt. She had shaved her cunt bare, 
and it was the most erotic thing I had ever seen.

"Do you think Mano will like it?" she asked.

I truthfully told her that she had never looked more 
beautiful, more stunning, and that I was jealous she 
wasn't going out with me.

Just then, the doorbell rang and I opened the door for 
Mano. He looked a little surprised to see me, as we 
hadn't met all week and he had assumed Sondra was 
"sneaking" on me. He looked at Sondra with a 
questioning look.

"Oh, that's just Michael, my husband. Don't worry about 
him."

I watched them walk down the corridor together to the 
elevators. Mano had his arm around Sondra's waist and 
his hand rested on her great ass as they stepped into 
the elevator. As the elevator doors closed, I just 
caught a glimpse of Mano's hand moving up under the hem 
of her dress.

Sondra did not come home that night or the next 
morning. I had several meetings to attend, so I left 
the suite assuming she'd be home later that morning. 
When she wasn't, I was worried and ready to report her 
missing and track down Mano through the hotel. When the 
phone rang I was sure it was the police. Instead, it 
was a message at the front desk. It was from Sondra.

"All's well. Don't worry about me. Be home soon."

Soon wasn't that night, either.

Finally, in the evening of the second day, Sondra let 
herself into the suite. She kissed me on the forehead 
and said she'd tell me all about it after she had some 
sleep.

She was dressed in a hawaiian shirt and a pair of man's 
shorts and as I watched her undress, I felt anger, 
jealousy, relief, and thinking about her doing only one 
thing with Mano for the last two days, turned on. When 
she dropped the shorts, I saw her bare pussy and my 
cock sprung to attention. I climbed on the bed beside 
her, ready to fuck.

Sondra opened her eyes and said, "Sorry, Dear. I've 
fucked and been fucked so much I'm too sore."

"Everywhere?"

She smiled a little smile, "Yes, everywhere." And fell 
asleep.

**

The next morning, after a shower and breakfast, Sondra 
took me to bed and began to slowly jerk me off in her 
soft hands as she told me what happened.

"It was fantastic!

"Mano figured out right away that I didn't have any 
underwear on and his hand found out about my razor job 
before the elevator doors closed."

"Yes, I saw."

"Well, what you didn't see was that the elevator didn't 
stop anywhere before we got to the lobby, so Mano and I 
were locked in a hot embrace, kissing and with his hand 
up my pussy when the doors opened and there were people 
there, waiting for the elevator!"

My cock jerked in her hand.

"We recovered right away, but if they were quick, some 
of those people knew I didn't have any hair on my 
pussy!

"Anyway, Mano had a surprise for me, too. When he said 
we were going dancing with friends, I assumed couples. 
Didn't you?"

I nodded, but my erection throbbed in anticipation of 
what I knew she was going to say, next.

"Well, his friends turned out to be two more Polynesian 
studs, even better looking and bigger than Mano!

"First, the four of us went dancing at a club and the 
three of them took turns dancing with me. I was loving 
all the attention, and soon, they were getting pretty 
bold, grabbing at my tits and feeling my ass on the 
dance floor. At the table, all three of them were 
taking turns putting their hands up my dress, fingering 
my cunt. I was hot! 

"They said Mano had warned them that I was one hot 
piece of ass, so I didn't want to disappoint them. I 
was having a ball and I knew people were watching us 
dance and carrying on at our table. I think every 
person in the place knew I was going to fuck all three 
of these hunks."

As she said that, my cock shot a hot stream of cum into 
the air. Sondra gently licked my cock clean and 
swallowed my cum.

"Michael, do you want to hear the rest of this now or 
later?"

"Now, Sondra. Tell me everything that happened."

"Okay. We left the club and drove back to Mano's 
apartment. On the way there, I got in the back seat 
with one of his friends and sucked him off. About two 
seconds after Mano opened the door, the three of us 
were naked and in the bed, fucking our brains out. One 
time, Mano was fucking me and his friend started to 
fuck my asshole..."

My prick twitched to life, again.

"...and it was really good. Then his other friend put 
his cock in my mouth, but there was just too much going 
on and I couldn't concentrate.

"We would fuck and rest and fuck, again. About 2 a.m., 
just as the guys are getting tuckered and fuckered out, 
Mano's roommate, this really huge guy, shows up with 
four other guys to play poker. They see what's going on 
and join in the party.

"Michael, your prim little wife was an incredible, 
insatiable slut. I didn't get tired, didn't fall 
asleep. I just kept fucking and sucking these eight 
guys! That's where I've been for two days and nights -- 
on my back and knees, fucking and sucking a bunch of 
strangers! Whenever they wanted it, however they wanted 
it, I gave it to them.

"And guess what? Mano's roommate was even bigger than 
Samuel! Can you believe it? His cock was so big, it 
didn't look real. But it was, and you would have been 
proud of me, because I even took him in the ass!"

Sondra leaned over and gently sucked my hard cock into 
her wet mouth.

Then she looked up at me.

"But, vacation's over, Michael. We leave for home 
tomorrow and I promise I'll be your perfect little wife 
again. I just want to thank you for the way you let me 
go and let me enjoy this vacation. I can't believe the 
things I've done, but I don't regret any of them. In 
fact, I loved doing them! But now, it's over and it's 
time for me to behave. And I will. I love you, 
Michael."

And, as my cum spurted into the mouth that had tasted 
so many strangers' cum over the last few weeks, I moved 
my fingers over her hairless cunt and whispered, "I 
love you, too, Sondra."

END

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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime,
so take good care of it!
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