Most weekday mornings I take the dog for a walk, I normally take him along the beach which lucky for me is just outside the back garden.


For those of you who are regular dog walkers you will know that of you walk your dog at the same time and the same place you soon get to recognise other dog walkers and indeed there is a bit of a community on the beach. We recognise each other, nod and say hello and even in true British fashion make reference to the weather in a brief chat before moving on our way.


My route takes me along the beach past the houses until you reach the end of the built up beach front. This ends with a small car park and a café frequented by most dog walkers at some time.


Beyond the café is the dunes and behind them the wetlands – not so much bog or marsh but just wetlands with numerous pools of water a haven for water birds and my dogs favourite place to run around and get wet and muddy.


Few walkers or anyone else go up that far in winter at the end of the beach is the point and around the corner from there is the town beach – manic in summer and winter with surfers and holiday makers.


So over the last few weeks I noticed that I was seeing one dog walker more and more. Whereas I would normally have the wetland area to myself most days in the last couple of weeks this one guy has been turning up there more frequently when I’m there until last week we were both standing watching our dogs running around in the wetlands and he started to chat to me.


He’s a nice old guy, about 65 or 70 fit and in his younger days would have been very handsome. I guess he still is to an extent in a sort of Harrison Ford way. That was last week, nothing sexual in our chatting, no flirting just talking about our dogs and general small talk.


So that was last week. Over the weekend I told hubby about my dog walking friend and of course his first comment was that the guy wanted to fuck me. That’s hubby permanent dirty mind (ok so do I but not all the time). That was pretty much it until this morning.


Hubby was working from home so the alarm didn’t go off until 7.30 and I made to get up to take the dog out. Before I could slip out of bed hubbies arm was around me and his hand was gently massaging my pussy. Then he starts going on about whether I was going to meet my lover and get fucked on the beach. Of course with his fingers playing over my clit and rubbing between my pussy lips I was getting a little hot so played along telling him how the guy was going to fuck me.


Just as I was expecting hubby to open my pussy to slip himself in, he stopped. Just stopped. I had a wet pussy and was all flushed, I also know he had a hard cock but he stopped.


Anyway I was about to have a go about teasing me when he made me a proposition. I should go and walk the dog but not wear anything under my coat or wear something sexy, like my black and white Basque and stockings (yeh right! and my walking stilettos no doubt). Then when I met him I could flirt and maybe give the guy a little flash now and then. I’m sure in hubbies fevered imagination the guy would ravish me there and then fucking me into ecstasy before I came home to hubby for another fucking.


I had to put him straight, there was no way I was taking the dog out in a Basque and coat – well not on the beach. Whilst I agreed the guy may well be interested in me as he hadn’t ever seen me not fully bundled up in winter clothing he’d hardly be lusting after me.


I did concede however, that it would be fun to flirt a little and maybe show off a little so we compromised. I agreed id take the dog for a run rather than a walk, that meant I could wear my tight leggings and my sports bra with just my running jacket my bra. At least that way he would get a better look at me and if I’m honest I get quite a few admiring looks in the gym in the same outfit so I thought it was a good compromise.


Hubby added one final wrinkle, he didn’t want me wearing any panties which I agreed to. Providing I didn’t run miles or flat out I figured I’d be comfortable enough not wearing panties.


So off I went this morning around 8am run up to the wetlands with the dog and sure enough my guy was there. He did give me a good long look as I got there particularly my legs and ankles. We chatted a little as his eyes looked me over and over and he complimented me on my outfit. Which was a bit odd I thought given I was in running gear, but then I guess it was tight and revealing, well my leggings were and he got to see more of me so I guess that was him politely saying he liked how I looked.


I mentioned something about not being at my best given the run and that I was sweating and probably smelled sweat. His exact words in reply were “Horses sweat, men perspire and women my dear glow and may I say you glow beautifully and smell like a true woman”


Well what’s a girl to say to that? I just said “well I’m glowing like a pig” making a joke of it. Smell like a true woman? What did that mean? I admit my pussy was wet when I left the house (thanks to hubby) and the run without panties ensured my legging rubbed me so that I was quite aroused down there, which with my “glowing” probably meant I smelt a little musky which I know some guys really like.


I slipped off my running jacket, pretending to cool down a little but really to give him a good look at me in my sports bra. Boy did he look, no hint of embarrassment just a good and admiring perusal of me and my body. His gaze soon fixed on my nipples, which were now getting quite cold as the seat cooled and the cold air hit them and sticking out very prominently.


All the time we just chatted about this and that but he steered the conversation around to the beach where we were and asked I knew that it was a nudist beach in the summer. I told him I did and he asked if I’d ever been there. Given we only moved in last summer id not had the chance so I said no. He then said he went there often in the summer and asked if I hadn’t been there because I was against it. I thought, you have no idea hun, I told him I was fine with nudity just never got to enjoy the beach. Before our conversation went any further I was getting cold so slipped my jacket back on. I told hi it was getting chilly and was probably time I headed back.


He suggested maybe we went back to the coffee shop and warm up. TBH although cold I was quite horny, thinking of hubby waiting at home and with a very sensitive pussy. I also thought it would be good to keep hubby guessing about what was happening so I agreed to a coffee.


We walked back to the café and spent about 30 minutes chatting at one point I undid my jacket so he could see my sports bra again and I’m pretty certain I agreed to go with him to the nudist beach in the summer. All the time I was thinking of hubby and how he was probably imagining all sorts of things this guy was doing to me – I can guarantee one of them was not having a coffee. All in all the fact that even at a low level this guy was flirting with me and admiring my body as best he could and also that id been horny since I left was getting me really turned on. On top of that the thought of hubby getting himself more and more worked up the longer I was away and I was ready for a good fucking.


I said goodbye to my new best friend and headed home.


As I got in hubby was all over me, almost begging to know what had happened. I didn’t reply at first I just kissed him hard and passionately. Taking his right hand I put it between my legs. Hubby got the message he was soon rubbing my pussy through my leggings whilst returning my kisses.


Hubby hadn’t even dressed by the time I got back and was still in hisdressing gown,my hand slipped under his gown and I felt his rock hard cock. He must have been hard for ages since id left, desperate not to cum until I got home.


In fairness my pussy was so wet it didn’t take much attention even through my leggings to make me orgasm for the first time. As I started to moan as I cum I began to wank hubbies cock harder. I sensed he was very close to cumming butbefore he did hubby pulled away. Almost dragging to the bedroom he pushed me on the bed.


My bra was removed quickly and hubby was sucking and biting at my hard nipples while franticly rubbing my now soaked pussy through my leggings. Eventually his hand was inside my leggings slipping inside whilst leaving them on. His fingers were inside me when he told me to tell him what had happened.


I didn’t want to ruin the moment, I knew he was gagging to fuck me and I was so enjoying his hard finger fucking. He was way too excited to be gentle and that was ok with me. I was too far gone to care. I told him everything up to the point I took my running jacket off then I told him how I dropped to my knees.


Hubbies fingers were pushing so hard on my gspot as his thumb was rubbing my clit. Through my next orgasm I tried to describe how id pulled down the guys pants and released his huge hard cock. How I took him in my mouth and tasted his pre cum licking and kissing his cock and balls


I had to stop a while as I came down from my second orgasm, but hubby kept asking what happened next. I told him how the guy held my head by my pony tail and started to fuck my face. How id slipped my hand inside my leggings and rubbed my wet pussy as he fucked my mouth right there in full sight on the beach.


Hubby had topped finger fucking me now. Reaching over to the bedside cabinet he got a pair of my nail scissors and started to cut into the crotch of my leggings. He managed to make a small whole but was clearly getting quite annoyed that they wouldn’t just open up.


All the time I was describing how my old guy had pulled my sports bra off and was squeezing my breasts and nipples as he continued to fuck my mouth. I told hubby the guy told me I was his bitch and he was going to fill my mouth and pussy with his cum.


By now hubby was going ballistic. With some considerable and surprising effort he managed to get fingers inside the hole he’d made in my leggings and managed to ril them open at the seems.


Now I was on my front, still desperately describing how the guy had cum in my mouth forcing his cock down my throat as he did.


Hubby was in me now, up to his balls no finess he was fucking me like he was possed, clearly all that edging had built up quite a lot of pent up passion in him.


His thrusts became even more frantic as I sensed he was close to cumming, I came again this time much harder scereaming and moaning as hubby pretty much exploded inside me. His last few thrusts were hard and deep it felt as if he was trying to litteraly force his cum into womb.


After wed both finished we just lay there. It was the most intense quickie weve had for a very long time we were both exhausted.


A little later in the shower together, hubby was washing me down, his fingers playing with my breasts and my pussy alternatively. TBH I’d cum a lot and the rubbing from my leggings combined with hubbies energetic fingering earlier made me a little to sore for much attention. Stopping his attentions I turned to face him.


I licked my lips and pulled myself close to him, slowly I got down on my knees o that his dick was a few inches from my face. Then I licked the underside of his cock starting from the bottom all the way to the top, making him squirm. I kept my eyes on his as I traced my tongue up the shaft.


I licked slow circles around the head, my tongue running over his hole. I licked every inch of his cock ever so slowly, teasing him and making him beg for me to take it into my mouth. I cupped his balls in my left hand and then licked the seam in-between them, once again running my tongue up his shaft, driving him crazy.


I kissed and licked him a few more times, before sucking a few inches into my mouth. I sucked on the head for a few moments, only letting half of him into my mouth and then slowly took his whole hard cock in. I held it there for a moment, and then slowly came back up. When he was almost out of my mouth, I went all the way back down again.


He grunted his approval I chuckled and continued going up and down on his cock, slowly and softly. With his cock deep in my throat, I needed to come up for air. I dragged my mouth over it and took it out, gasping and stroking his cock. I got back to business as soon as I could. I sucked three inches into my mouth and sucked on it, only letting that much into me. He grabbed my hair and pushed my head farther down on his cock, forcing me to deep-throat him again. I let him control how fast I sucked his cock. He thrust forward fucking my throat asking me if this was how the old guy had done it. I gagged and took his cock out of my mouth again. My eyes were watering and my lips felt wet and plump. "yes babe that’s what he did to me” I told him.


I moved my hand up and down on his cock, slippery from my spit and the water from the shower, turning and pivoting my hand as I went. I rubbed my thumb along his sensitive head and massaged his balls. I sucked one of his balls into my mouth, flicking it with my tongue, and then did the same to the other. He squirmed in pleasure. I could feel myself getting wet just from sucking his cock. I sucked his cock again, bobbing my head up and down faster than I was before. My tongue massaged his cock while my lips slid over the shaft. He slipped his hand down squeezing my breasts hard, pinching my sore nipples. I moaned sending vibrations through his cock. He stopped me and brought my chin up to him and kissed my lips hard, forcing his tongue into my mouth and holding it there. He released me and I went back down to his cock. He thrust his hips, shoving his dick down my throat again, holding my head still so that I would have to take it. He fucked my face like he had a vendetta against it.


He released my head and let me control my movements again, and I kept the same pace that I was going before. I used my hand so I wouldn't have to deep-throat him again. Sensing him tense a little I picked up the pace and sucked his cock harder, urging his cum to shoot up his shaft and into my mouth. I needed to breathe but I kept going, until with one last thrust his cum splashed up into my throat. I kept my mouth on his cock as he came in me. I swallowed all of his cum and sucked every last drop out. When he finished, I took his cock out of my mouth and held it in my hand, feeling it jerk and twitch after the intense orgasm.


Later as we sat cuddled on the sofa he turned to me and said “nothing happened did it”?


“No” I said “but that’s how I imagined it happened”


“do you think something could happen”? he asked


“oh I think so given time, if you want it to as well”


Hubby smiled – of course he did. He’s a pervert who gets off on his wife fucking other guys. But then he’s my pervert and I get off fucking other guys and TBH the sex we have afterwards like todays quickie is just out of this world.

Well that was my morning - you've got to love a good quickie fuck.

Love

Sarah X

 

morning

 

A damn good morning I'd say. Awesome Sarah

 

Ok so this isn’t a story more a stream of thoughts.


The thing is I get asked a lot about my/our sex lives.


Well here are some of those answers.


Do I cuckold hubby? – no that would mean I had sex without his knowledge or permission and I never do that. Everything we do is for our mutual pleasure. It is true that occasionally I will see a guy on my own and hubby will see a woman on his own but that’s because they don’t enjoy sex with either of us watching. Even then we both enjoy the idea of the other going off and fucking someone else and coming back and telling the other. It is true however, and no secret to hubby, that I enjoy him telling me about fucking other women and I’m more than happy to watch him during a sex party or at a swinger’s club but I don’t like watching him in one to one encounters. I’m afraid that watching hubby making love to a single woman without me participating makes me jealous – it’s not logical but it’s a fact.


Am I fucking every day? – no, hubby and I have sex at least every other day. By that I mean we have sex together on average 4/5 times a week. Me I’d have sex every day but hubby isn’t as young as he once was lol. We also have at least one sexual adventure a couple of times a month and of course we have our monthly sex party with friends.


What is a sexual adventure? This can be anything from just me and hubby doing something risqué’ or new or picking up a stranger in a bar or even arranging a special role play. Hubby loves role play.


Is it easy to pick up a guy in a bar? Yes, very if you’re on your own but when there’s two of you and the husband wants to watch it’s not so easy. Surprisingly not a lot of guys like being watched by the woman’s partner. However, hubby and I are quite skilled at knowing where to go (hotel bars are great lots of business travellers) and who to look for (normally an older guy over mid 30’s too mid 40’s as they often have more confidence in themselves and their sexuality. Young guys can get intimidated. They’re all up for it at first but bottle it when it comes to the actual deed). You also get a sense for the signals guys give off. Even having a lot of experience we probably only find a guy 50% of the time we go out to do a pick up. We have more success if it’s a quickie fuck with me outside the bar or in the toilets – then young guys are the best. In that scenario I pick up the guy we go out or wherever and have a quick fuck/blow job then I come back to hubby.


How often do we have group sex? At least once a month at our groups party. Though we do go to swinger’s clubs when we fancy a change. We also book escorts for special encounters – normally some form of role play. Occasionally we book 2 girls or 2 guys. In fairness if its more than one escort its normally 2 guys – what can I say I enjoy being fucked by two experienced fit guys and hubby loves to watch.


What’s the most number of guys I’ve fucked in one session? I did what is known I believe is called pulling a train when out in Spain last year with 10 guys. That’s being fucked and giving blow jobs to all 10 guys one after the other. Although some had a couple of goes. Was it fun? Up to number 5 yes, after that it wasn’t unpleasant but no it wasn’t something I’d ever do again and I count myself lucky that most of the guys were nice and didn’t get carried away. Our group has 7 guys in it (including hubby) on a few occasions I have fucked all seven in the course of a 4/5-hour party.


How many guys have I fucked at the same time? Most at the same time is 5 and I don’t recommend it. I have had DP with another guy in my mouth and one in each hand. Its bloody hard to do and almost impossible to enjoy – though again hubby loves it. I prefer just 2 guys at a time I love DP and spit roasting.


Do I orgasm easy, how often and do I squirt? I do orgasm quite easily but I need to be excited either because of a build-up of sexual tension (like if we are sneaking a fuck outside or when we pick up a guy) or foreplay if I’m going to orgasm from penetration. I can cum quite easily from being given oral or finger/toy stimulation particularly on my clit. Once I have orgasmed the first time then subsequent orgasms are very easy. Providing I’m kept stimulated/excited I can orgasm a lot. I can’t explain it but during a party or when I’m with more than one partner I can have what feels like an eternal orgasm I just seem to be in a state of orgasm for a long time with regular peaks of pleasure – when that happens it’samazing but afterwards I am totally exhausted. Do I squirt? – yes but only with the right pressure, usually massage on my gspot and clit at the same time. Get that right and I squirt.


Do I prefer men or women? Yes, I prefer men and I prefer women, depends on how I feel. Sometimes I just get a desire for the touch of a woman (I will say women kiss better than men no disrespect it’s just fact). Other times I need a guy to enter me, to taste his cock. It just depends on the day and my feeling. My absolute favourite thing – a guy fucking me while I’m kissing a woman and having her touch or suck on my breasts or nipples – ooh just hat though makes me go moist.


Do I like cum? Yes, I love it. My preference is to have a guy cum in me, mouth, ass or pussy for me that’s just about as intimate as you can get mixing our body fluids. Do I like the taste of cum? No its no dreadful it’s not delicious either – what it is though is very very exciting making a guy cum in your mouth or having a guy force his cumin your mouth if he’s being dominant. I have a high sense of what I think is sexy or erotic or just down right kinky, dribbling cum from my mouth before kissing a girl is just amazing for me. I don’t mind a guy cumming on me as long as it’s not in my eyes or hair. I think visually cum on a woman’s body is sexy it’s like the guy has marked you as his. But come in your pussy – well that’s to me is how a guy shows he owns you fully.


Am I dominant or submissive? I am naturally submissive with guys I like a guy to tell me what to do and how and I like it when a guy takes control. I absolutely love bondage being fucked tied up just tips me over the edge (that’s one level of sexual tension that can make me orgasm almost without being touched lol). With women I prefer to be dominant tough soft sensual love making with a woman is divine. I can and have been dominant with men – usually that’s as some sort of erotic teasing – I do enjoy teasing. I have used my strap on on guys – it’s not something that turns me on but the reaction of guys, who enjoy it, definitely makes it worth it and fun.


Well that’s about it – as I say I’m sorry this isn’t a story but I just felt the need to get this down in writing.

 

This is great. Thanks for giving us a look into you wonderful train of thought.

 

I agree with Irish, its nice to get a look into what your thoughts are. Thanks for sharing Sarah

 

I'm just getting ready for our holiday to Thailand and posted a few photos of me sunbathing last year. This got me thinking about last year and I thought I'd share a little story with you.

We were on holiday in Spain a place that has a nudist beach and is well known for swinger activity. We'd been to the beach the day before but hadn't been naked, being our first day we didn't want to take risks on burning any tender areas lol. Well hubby didn't, me I try to stay tanned all year but didn't like to leave hubby out so kept my bikini on. Nothing interesting happened that day, mainly I suspect because we weren't naked and people took that as a message that we weren't up to play.

On the second day we walked to the nude beach and hubby took his shorts off as soon as we arrived. At first I striped off and lay on my front before turning over revealing my breasts and hairless pussy to anyone who looked. No one overtly stared, but a few guys and a even some women glanced as they passed. 

After an hour or so I was laying on my back with my legs apart, tanning my pussy, leaving them open even when I noticed people looking. Every time a nice looking man passed or one with a big cock, I opened my legs wider. A combination of being naked and cock watching had a marked effect on my libido. I felt horny on the beach and told Hubby I wanted to fuck his brains out. At that time I noticed a guy strolling along the beach towards us, carrying a towel and sun umbrella. Several things about him caught my attention. The first was his large cock, a good 8 inches, dangling between his legs, swinging as he walked, the fact that he was shaved and finally the band encircling his cock and balls. Intrigued I couldn't help staring, thinking how sexy the cock ring was. 

He caught me looking and smiled at me. I smiled back. He seemed to take that as an invitation and he lay his towel about 4 or 5 metres away, put up his umbrella, and sat looking directly between my open legs at my pussy. The guy, probably in his forties, was attractive, had a nice smile, fit tanned body, not to mention his impressive cock. Blatantly exposing myself to him was turning me on. No one was paying any attention to us. I picked up the sun cream.

He was watching intently. I poured sun lotion on my body and sensuously rubbed it onto my breasts. My nipples stiffened. I continued stroking them, beginning to get aroused. Feeling bolder I moved my hands, rubbing lotion on to my tummy until my fingertips were brushing my shaven mound. I could see his eyes, almost willing me to continue. Picking up the bottle and pouring lotion on my mound, I opening my legs wider, letting it dribble into my crack.

I began smoothing the oil onto my mound in little circular movements, my fingers slowly moving nearer and nearer to my pussy. My fingertips brushed my clitoris. I gasped. I left them resting there, feeling the hard little button. Keeping my hand still, I clamped my legs together, concealing my fingers teasing my clit. The guy sat up moved his umbrella. Hiding what he was doing from the people along the beach he picked up his lotion and poured some onto his large cock, and began to rub it with the flat of his hand. His cock began to stiffen and he wrapped his fingers around his shaft stroking himself.

A quick look around, nobody watching, most with their backs to us closer to the sea. I opened my legs, moved my hand, began rubbing between my legs, drawing my clitoral hood back, until my clitoris popped out. I stroked it, sighed with pleasure, then slid two fingers into my slippery fuck hole.

I was to turned on, I began sliding my fingers in and out of my pussy, rubbing my clitoris, flushing, nipples erect as I masturbated.. 

Playing with myself, I sat mesmerised as his cock grew harder and bigger until he was fully erect. He released his cock. I could see the ring tight around the base, his balls swollen, the veins in his shaft distended, foreskin drawn back revealing a bulbous knob. It looked huge as he sat up twitching it, looking me in the eye. 

 I went over to the guy, stood in front of him, legs open, gaping wet pussy at eye level. My voice shaking with excitement I asked if he wanted to go into the dunes with us. He spoke enough English for us to understand that he knew the best places and he would show us.

We all picked up our things, by which time his erection was somewhat less obvious, and with Tomas, my new friend one side and Hubby the other we headed into the dunes. We had only gone a couple of hundred metres before Tomas moved closer, his hip touching mine, and put his arm around my waist. Hubby didn't say anything, perhaps moving away a little. We passed a few people some guys watching us, and with hindsight, following. Tomas' hand slowly crept higher, between my body and arm. I glanced at Hubby when Tomas moved his hand to my breast and cupped it, gently squeezing it, hubby was clearly enjoying it. My nips are quite sensitive and frankly I was enjoying it too.



We continued walking for another few minutes, rounded a dune and saw a couple fucking in full view of any one passing. I slowed, then as the woman raised her legs, wrapped them around the man and I could see his hard cock sliding in to her. We only stopped for a minute, during which Tomas removed his hand from my breast and placed it on my bum, caressing my buttock, sliding his fingers into my bum crack. Engrossed watching the couple fucking I didn't really notice what he was doing, or that I'd moved my feet apart until I felt his fingers touch my anus and then my pussy. 

I gasped, but didn't close my legs. I glanced at Hubby, he was watching the couple, his cock semi erect. I turned to look at Tomas, he was watching me. I looked down at his cock, wanting to touch it. Somehow he knew, moved his hand from between my legs, took hold of my hand and placed it on his cock. I gave it a squeeze, moved my hand stroking it, feeling it stiffening. Behind him I could see at least four guys watching us. “Lets go over there” I said to him looking at a thick clump of shrubs about 75 metres away. “Si. Then I fuck you” he replied. His cock felt lovely in my hand, getting harder and throbbing. All I wanted was to feel it inside me. “Yes. Si” I replied almost impatiently, letting go of his cock as he led me away from Hubby.



We must have been almost their before hubby noticed and came hurrying after us. Behind him a number of men strolled in our general direction. The clump was a U shape open at one end. Tomas dropped his stuff on the sand. I reached for his cock, wanking him, he pulled me closer, lowered his head, began sucking my nipples. By the time Hubby joined us, Tomas had two or three fingers in my cunt. “Lay out the towels. Tomas is going to fuck me” I told Hubby. He said “Great” unrolled them, and helped by two of the four men who'd followed him laid them on the sand.

I was well passed caring that I was going to have an audience watching him fuck me. In fact it added to the excitement of what I was doing, inflaming me, awakening an exhibitionist desire I must have been suppressing. 

Tomas' fingers were doing wonderful things to my pussy, but I wanted to cum on his cock not his fingers. I began to slide down his body, his fingers slipped from my cunt, my nipple from between his lips. I stuck my tongue out, licking my way down to his cock. I felt his hands on my shoulders as I sank and was pushed to my knees. From the corner of my eye I could see Hubby, photographing me with his phone, his other hand wrapped around his cock. I admired Tomas' monster throbbing in my hand and I rubbed it against my face, smearing pre cum on my skin. I gave the tip a kiss then a lick tasting the saltiness.

I opened my mouth, took it between my lips and in front of Hubby and by then six guys, began to suck his knob end.

He was large, my lips clamped tightly around his girth. I sucked more in, lowering my head until I felt the tip nudging my throat. With less than half his length between my lips my mouth felt full. He tried to push more in. I move my head back and wrapped my hand around the base, in time to stop myself gagging. I'd never tried to master the art of deep-throating, but now wished I had. Instead I began to suck him, bobbing my head up and down, whilst wanking him into my mouth.


After two or three minutes most of the guys had moved closer, wanking only a few feet from me. He waved two closer and in a mixture of English and German invited them to finger my cunt and touch my tits. I was so sexually charged I didn't object or refuse. They knelt beside me, one put his hands between my legs and pushed three fingers into my cunt. He finger fucked me, twisting his wrist, pushing a fourth finger in. I felt his thumb inside me for a moment, then being wiggled, pressing firmly against my anus. Sucking greedily again on Tomas' cock the guys thumb slid into my arse and was in my bum almost before I realised what he was doing. He began moving fingers and thumb in unison which felt quite pleasant, adding to the thrill of having another pair of hands groping my breasts.

It wasn't anything in particular that they were doing that aroused and excited me, it was more the sheer debauchery, and filthiness of being watched behaving like a total slut that turned me on most.

I must have sucked his cock and massaged his balls for close to 5 minutes before he pulled it from my mouth and slipped on a condom (luckily he'd brought his own as ours wouldn't have fit). He told me to kneel on the towels so he could fuck me doggy. He slipped on a condomMy pussy, was soaking after taking the guys fingers, when Tomas spread my buttocks, rubbed his cock along my hole before sliding his into me.

My pussy, well lubricated with sex juices mixed with sun oil stretched and took his thick cock. He slid it in and began to fuck me. Despite being fingered I was still tight and his cock felt good as he penetrated me deeply, his cock ring and hard balls rubbed against my clitty each time he drove his cock into me. Two guys moved to my head offering their cocks to my mouth. I took one in my mouth sucking it, before moving to the other. They wanked as I alternated between them. I was sucking one when I felt something warm splash on my back, and realised someone was wanking and ejaculating on me.

There wasn't much I could do about it and continued cocksucking. The one who'd been wanking came at that moment shooting his spunk on my face and hair. With cum running down my face I sucked furiously until he came in my mouth. I gulped some of it down, spitting the rest out with his cock. The first tingles of an approaching orgasm had fluttered through my pussy seconds before. Another guy wanted me to suck his cock, I shook my head, waved him away, concentrating on my own pleasure. Tomas fucked me harder, faster, deeper, as I began to moan, my pussy muscles rippling along his cock. I cried out as I orgasmed, the wonderful warmth spreading out from my cunt. I demanded he cum. He obliged, several hard deep thrusts, each time his cock pumping more spunk into the condom - I imagined it was in my receptive cunt.

He kept his cock inside me after we'd both cum, while it softened. I looked around at the guys, and one woman who'd just watched me being fucked. Tomas' cock slipped out of my pussy, followed by a stream of creamy juices. 


Another guy stepped forward I nodded and he slipped on a condom and got between my legs. After Tomas this guy felt smaller but in my heightened state his cock still felt good.

A couple of guys knelt beside me, hoping for a blow job. They didn't appeal to me but I took pity on them and tossed them off as the guy fucked me. They all came quite close together, the old man on my left first, who turned away and shot his load on the sand. The one on my right started to cum attempting to spray my face with his cum. I pushed him away (I hate cum in my hair and the previous guy had left some) just as a dollop of spunk landed in my hair. The guy fucking me was grunting, jerking into me faster. I was close but not quite there when I felt his cock twitching inside me as he came. He pulled out. I turned over onto all fours pointed at one guy to fuck me, another to stick his cock in my mouth for me to suck.

The guy I'd chosen to fuck me had a fairly short cock but it was amazingly thick. Despite the cock I'd already taken this one still stretched me more open as he rammed it in. Rocking back onto the guy fucking me, then forward onto the guy I was sucking was is my favourite experience when you get into a good rhythm, the guy I was giving head came in my mouth, unexpectedly quickly and I gulped it down barely tasting his spunk. The guy fucking me had more stamina and made me orgasm again before he came. 

By now I knew hubby was itching to fuck me so we got up and made our goodbyes. We didn't move far just enough to be out of site from anyone who might want to rejoin us. I got hubby to lie on the towel. He lay down, his prick standing rock hard. Straddling him, I crouched above his cock, and I lowered myself, guiding his cock head between my pussy lips. 

The glans slipped inside, I released his cock, moving my hands out of the way as I lowered myself taking his cock, letting it slide slowly into my pussy. Fully penetrated I rocked on him, getting it comfortably inside me. I began to ride hubbies cock I leant back a little, keeping still, stroking my clitty, while the hubby thrust into me. It didn't take longer no for hubby to cum and with the help of my fingers I managed a third orgasm. 

We went to the nudist beach a few times that holiday and we fucked a few people but nothing was as much fun as that first time.

 

Just thought I'd write up something that happened when I was on holiday in Thailand.

Despite what people think about Thailand we didn't have a lot of fun with others. Or rather I didn't I fucked a French guy on the beach (separate story) and fun in a local club. This reminisce is about the club.

We went to a local Thai club where the locals hang out. Hubby doesn't really dance but I do so he comes along and watches. He likes me dancing with other guys and flirting.

Being one of the only non Thai women in the club I got lots of attention on the dance floor. I guess the short black dress also helped. I started dancing right in middle of what was becoming a pretty crowded dancefloor full of guys desperately trying to dance with the selection of girls there.

I guess I shouldn’t have been surprised when almost immediately a guy put his arms around me and started grinding on me from behind. I enjoyed him grinding his semi-hard cock against my bum and holding my waist…

He didn’t do much more than that though for the next few minutes and eventually he moved away. Of course, as soon as he moved away, someone else took his place. This new guy was something else… He was not a particularly good dancer but GOD he was a pervert. His cock was rock hard and was literally dry humping me from behind. So much so that I was pretty sure that my dress completely rode up and my pussy was on full display.

Not only that, but boy was he handsy. His hands seemed to have explored every inch of my body from my chest to my thighs. He was basically molesting me on the dance floor. Minute by minute the guy got more and more bold. He started by grabbing my boobs as he ran his hands up and down.

Unlike in clubs in Europe other guys on the dance floor saw what was happening and started to dance close to us (well me to be exact) and soon I was surrounded by guys.

I felt the guy behind me slide his hand down my chest…then to my stomach…to my right thigh…around to my inner thigh...then felt his finger slide into my VERY wet pussy. Immediately, as if by instinct, I let out a short moan and ground my butt hard against his hard-on.

I did think I should stop this, I couldn't see hubby so couldn't gauge his reaction, but oh my fucking god it felt so good. Somehow it felt so much better than getting touched regularly…

Of course, he didn’t just stop there. Given how sloppy he was of a dancer, he was apparently incredible at fingering girls from behind. What he did exactly was more or less a blur for me. He played with my clit for a bit and then started literally finger fucking me on the dance floor. It was driving me crazy!

Soon I felt other hands either groping my breasts or my ass cheeks. By now my dress was up around my hips. Guys we're desperately trying to rub up against me. All I could concentrate on though was those fingers in my pussy and on my clit.

I closed my eyes and just let this perverted stranger fuck the shit out of my pussy whilst the other guys just got whatever they could. After what felt like ages but was probably just a few minutes the guy removed his hand but it was quickly replaced by what felt like several hands all trying to get into my pussy which tbh was a little unpleasant. At this point I realised things could easily get out of hand. I was about to pull away and head back to hubby but the guy behind me caught my arm before I could and guided me off the floor. I saw the guy for the first time and he was quite fit.

He was pulling me toward the bathroom when I spotted hubby (he'd been watching everything very closely but kept his distance). Hubby didn't seem concerned and I guess the mix of drink and still being aroused from events on the dance floor combined impacted my thinking so I just went along with the guy.

We headed straight to the toilets. In the cubicle, I pull up my dress and lean against the cool tiles. He rushed straight in with a rough kiss. No tongues, no movement, just a hard, three-second stamp on my lips, as if to check I’m not going to object.

I couldn't lock the door as he was fumbling with my dress pulling it down so my breasts spilled out. He greedily started to suck on my nipples and squeeze my breasts.

He whispered quietly to himself as he squeezed up against me. I went to unbuckle his trousers and he pushed my hand away, taking a step back to stare at me – exposed in my hitched-up dress my breasts out on full show.

Behind him I could see we had an audience guys desperately trying to get a good view.

One quick movement and his trousers were down just far enough to pull out his cock. I admit I giggled a bit as he tried to get a condom from his pocket with his trousers half down. But he quickly got it sorted and the condom on.

I had to thrust my hips out a little so he could get his cock positioned at the entrance. Once he was partly in he grabbed my legs, forcing me hard against the wall but allowing me to wrap them round his waist and then he was in me fully, fucking me against the cubicle wall.

I have no idea what he was saying as we fucked but he was quite vocal and a few guys were shouting what I can only guess at were words of encouragement.

We didn't kiss or have any interaction other than him thrusting into me.

I made no sounds at all, just feeling him shoving himself inside me was enough. I could feel my pussy soaked as I dripped down the shaft of his cock and onto the inside of my thighs. I gripped him tighter and he shuddered.

A harder thrust – pushing deeper into me than he has before, and a long pause as his cock twitched signalled he'd cum. He rested his head on my shoulder, briefly, enjoying the feeling of being spent. I just clung on to him and panted, I'd orgasmed, not the best tbh but it was exciting but I was still horny.

Another guy stepped forward but definitely not my type, the guy who'd fucked me looked at me to see if I was interested and I shook my head. I got myself sorted and he pushed his way through the gathered crowd making a nice easy path for me to exit.

Hubby was waiting outside the toilet eager to here the sordid details.

I was still worked up and we sat chatting about things in a quiet corner of the club with hubby rubbing my clit under my dress until I came again.

Unfortunately or fortunately depending on how you look at it we weren't as discreet as we thought and once again I had an audience as I orgasmed. Nice looking guy, European (Italian as it turned out) not local - he was the second guy I fucked that night.

 

Always enjoy your stories. Gets me so hard and makes me wish I travelled more... especially wherever you happen to be

 

Just joined. Great thread. Hope you are still posting.

 

Damm guys I thought I was done after the third jack session. Thank you very much. Anytime you feel like an older man I will be waiting. Don’t take to long did I tell you I was old. Lol

 

Thanks for that. Have you posted any pics?