A Weekend Escape Pt. 03: Saturday

//See Parts 1 and 2 for the full backstory. A short summary: Mark and Leigh are staying in St. Martin at a clothing-only resort, they've met fellow guests Harry and Sarah, Tony and Sofia, Laura and Jeremy, and Alana and Benicio.

Mark woke up on Saturday morning around 9, a good amount of rest after the previous day's and night's adventures. He spent the first few minutes cuddling Leigh a bit more before he decided to start getting ready for the day. He knew Leigh would sleep for a while longer if he didn't intervene, but their plans for the day were fairly short so he decided to start with a short morning swim. Mark withdrew from the bed, made a quick restroom trip, and walked out of the room toward the pool. It wasn't a long trip, and he jumped straight into the pool. He was the only one out at the moment, which made swimming a few laps back and forth very calm. His thoughts, aside from not drowning, replayed as much of the previous night's activities as he could. Mark started wondering when the right time was to ask Leigh if she wanted to start planning a return trip.

After what Mark estimated was about 20 minutes or so, he got out and lay in the sun to dry off some. He had brought a towel, but the morning sun felt good on his skin and he figured that would dry him off reasonably quickly. He heard someone walking by and looked up to see Jeremy walking, clothed, from the entry area with some food. Mark stood up and wrapped his towel around himself to start heading back to his room. Jeremy saw him and walked over towards him.

Jeremy: "Mornin'. How was the water?"

Mark: "Delightful. Honestly about as nice as the ocean was yesterday."

Jeremy: "Really? That's good. Laura and I are headed to the beach this afternoon. May I ask which one y'all went to?"

Mark: "We started at just the regular one at Orient Bay, it's all European over on this side so it was bottoms on. It's not that far of a walk up the beach to be at a clothing-optional spot like this is."

Jeremy: "Okay, yeah that's what I remember from looking stuff up right before we came. This is very different from home."

Mark: "Yeah that's for sure. We've got some stuff within driving distance that I looked up as an alternative, but I sort of figured that if I was going to surprise Leigh with something like this, why not make it like a fantasy island kind of thing?"

Jeremy: "You surprised her with this? Really?"

Mark: "Yeah, told her on the plane. Did you not hear that while we were all chatting last night?"

Jeremy: "Not really, got distracted by the babes with boobs to be honest. I don't think I would've booked this without telling Laura."

Mark: "Well, Leigh had told me enough small things about what she liked to read and such that I thought this was probably like... 40% chance she'd like it? I had a couple backup ideas if we got here and she freaked out about it. It would've just been some lost money. But she really has embraced the fun."

Jeremy: "I'm glad it worked out for you. This was Laura's idea, I wouldn't of even considered suggesting something like this to her."

Mark: "Well I hope you both enjoy yourselves. Did you and Laura talk through any of the 'checking out the other guests' part of this trip before you came? That part I'm still a little bit nervous about with Leigh."

Jeremy: "Yeah, she basically gave me a green light to use my eyes and drool if the other guests made that the case if I agreed to also give her that same green light. Not to be crass, but that agreement made last night fuckin' great."

Mark laughed a little. "I bet this resort's rooms see quite a bit of great nights."

Jeremy laughed as well. "Yeah, probably so. It was good to chat, but I've got to get this breakfast home so we can get out to the beach. We'll see y'all at dinner?"

Mark: "Yeah man, see you then."

Jeremy: "Hopefully it's a full table again, not sure what the odds are, but we got a pretty great looking group."

Mark just nodded in agreement and went into the room. He needed to go out and get some breakfast like the day before. He felt that it was very properly European to get just enough food for the day. They'd be out and about for lunch, but it was good to eat when he knew they'd have items they liked. He dressed quietly and walked to the grocery store and returned with a few bread items like the previous day.

Mark woke Leigh up with the breakfast. Mark knew that the promise of jewelry shopping, typically a cruise staple for them, would get Leigh up and ready for the day. She loved necklaces, and they were making great progress on having myriad options for her to wear when she wanted. They didn't frequent fancy locations, but it was good to spoil Leigh when he could. After about a half hour, they had eaten and gotten ready enough to start figuring out clothes for the day.

Mark: "You could always try on the dresses over what you're wearing right now and see if you think they'd work at all."

Leigh: "I think I've got way too much boob for that to work."

Mark: "Is that because of comfort or because of appearance? Because I think we've the let the cat our of the damn bag on appearance for the weekend."

Leigh: "Usually, comfort."

Mark: "Well, I brought you a couple dress options, I also bought you a cami with built in bra just specifically for today if you wanted to wear that with a skirt, or if you want you've got a couple tank-top shirt options."

Leigh: "You bought me something just for today?"

Mark: "Yeah, I wanted to give you options to stay in the vein of the weekend. That vein being a lot of nudity and having your boobs out for my enjoyment and your enjoyment via others' viewing. So I also bought you a push up bra from Torrid, it's in the suitcase too."

Leigh tried the dresses Mark had brought, and settled on wearing the push up bra, feeling that it gave the most support while also showing off far more cleavage than she'd normally have back home. "Also, this will present necklaces so clearly for us all day."

They brought a small bag along with them to carry their needed items and caught an island taxi to head towards the cruise part of the island where the jewelry stores were mostly located. They had frequented these kinds of shops, so they knew what to expect: a lot of haggling and leaving stores to return to see if the prices might get lowered. Mark knew they would mostly be looking for silver chains, and he was wondering what color stone Leigh would fancy that day. She had most of the rainbow already from their previous trips. Leigh was unaware, but Mark was ready to spend up to $2,000 that day on a necklace, which gave them a lot more spending room than was typical. He felt a little uncomfortable with the cash, but without even Leigh knowing it was there, he knew they weren't likely to be targeted for much.

Their first store treated them to a free beverage, which Leigh didn't want but Mark appreciated the fruity concoction. He knew the tactic was to get him somewhat inebriated so he'd spend more, but having only cash, he wasn't even capable to overspend how much he'd had in mind. One piece stood out to Leigh, a teardrop diamond necklace, but they moved on to the next store. A ruby necklace with matching earrings looked fabulous on Leigh's neck in that store, and Mark knew that was a serious contender for what they'd purchase. The full set was under a grand, so that was a nice bonus. Their third stop didn't have much of interest, and neither did the fourth. In the fifth store they found a great sapphire option, going along with some of Leigh's rings that she wore daily, the sapphires encircling a CZ centerpiece, the salesman said that it wasn't diamond so it could sell easier, looked great around Leigh's neck.

As she had it on, looking in the mirror, she asked Mark: "What do you think?"

Mark replied quietly enough so only she could hear: "Babe, your boobs have looked great all frickin' day."

Leigh: "About the necklace you dork."

Mark: "Oh. Yeah, that looks awesome too."

Leigh: "Did you hear the price earlier?" (Mark had a tendency to wander during these visits, he lost focus)

Mark: "No, what're they asking?"

Leigh: "$500, but I wonder if we leave and return a couple times if that can come down at all."

Mark: "What do you think you'd pay for it?" Mark thought it looked spectacular, a little larger than most of the necklaces that Leigh usually got but it rested beautifully at the base of her neck, and at the moment drew incredible attention to her pushed up breasts but also would normally look incredible regardless of her support status.

Leigh: "Probably close to that number, but I'd love to see if the final number could start with a 3."

Mark: "Well, we've got plenty to cover that. So don't worry."

Leigh: "How much did you bring?"

Mark: "If I answer, you'll know. Let's just act like I said a number starting with 3."

Their bargaining with the salesperson began, and their initial push back was no lower than $440. As Leigh wanted a number starting with a 3, they left and walked around a bit. They found a few sweet snacks that were delicious.

Mark: "I think you should wear whatever we buy tonight at the hotel."

Leigh: "You don't think that would be showy?"

Mark: 'I don't think I care even if it was. Besides, what better way to show a necklace than have it be the only thing on you? It worked in Titanic."

Leigh: "Haven't seen it. Also, everyone died in that movie."

Mark: "Not her, she lived. Must have been the nakedness with the necklace and the boobs showing."

Leigh: "Yeah, I'm sure that was it."

After about an hour, they returned to the store with their favorite sapphire piece. They ended up agreeing to a price that didn't quite start with a 3, at $410, but they got a few free small items that they could distribute later for fun.

Mark: "We've got an hour before we should head back for dinner, can I interest you in some ice cream?"

Leigh agreed, and they each got two scoops of ice cream, Leigh finding a peanut butter flavor to add into her mixture while Mark went with his preferred balance of chocolate and a fruit, going for raspberry on this particular day. Leigh proudly wore her necklace as they relaxed and ate their treat.

Leigh: "So what's our plan for after dinner tonight?"

Mark: "Well, my main plans were the resort, the beach, and this outing. So I don't really have a strong plan. I guess we repeat either of the activities from yesterday. Beach or pool. Either way we can find our way to a spot to get our best tan lines."

Leigh: "I don't know that I will want to go to the beach after we eat. That takes changing and walking and stuff."

Mark: "Well then let's just pool. You could wear your new necklace, show it off to Sarah and Laura."

Leigh: "You don't think it will draw too much unwanted attention if I wear it to the pool?"

Mark: "You enjoyed all of the eyes on you yesterday."

Leigh: "And what I got to have my eyes on."

As they finished their ice cream, Mark started the process of getting them back across the island. Leigh went to the restroom before they made their taxi trip. As they got into the car, Leigh passed Mark the bag, but then asked him within a couple of minutes of the start of their drive if he could make sure that their bonus gifts were in the main pocked of the bag. Mark unzipped the bag and was shocked to see that Leigh's underwear was the first thing that he saw. Mark's dick twitched a little and he felt it start to press against his shorts. He looked over at Leigh and she winked at him. Mark winked back, reached below her underwear in the bag and held up one of the gifts to make sure that the cover question was fulfilled. He put it back in, and then offered the bag towards Leigh, hoping that she was feeling naughty and was thinking like he was.

She took the bag and put it on her lap near her knees before pulling her dress up high enough that Mark could see some of her unshaven areas. Leigh started looking out the window and used her hand behind the bag to subtly touch herself, and Mark now had to figure out the balance of just staring at her, betraying Leigh's secretive masturbating, and lowering her satisfaction by not looking. Mark knew the drive was only going to be a few more minutes, and decided that he could tip the taxi driver a few extra bucks if they even noticed anything untoward happening in the back of the taxi. Leigh took her touching a little further as they drove at a faster pace, making eye contact with mark as she took two fingers, slid them down her crotch while they pointed straight down and spread them apart into a downward v. Each finger pulled at one lip and her pussy. Mark reached his hand over, letting inhibition go, and put it initially just on Leigh's leg. Conveniently, there was an excuse to point out the window on her side of the car as they passed a fantastic ocean view, and Mark leaned over to point with one hand while sliding his other hand from her leg further inside to join her manual stimulation. Mark could feel some damp skin as his middle finger slid down the center of her crotch. Leigh's breathed in sharply at his hand but managed to somewhat blend her reaction in with looking at the beach view.

Mark made a point of mentioning that they were almost back to their resort to give Leigh a moment to re-cover herself before their arrival. He also prepared to give an extra $10 tip compared to what he'd originally planned for the cab ride. He felt it was only fair with how much they'd enjoyed their fairly short drive.

After they were dropped off, and had entered the resort, Mark decided lewd conversation was more appropriate.

Mark: "Do you want to complete your disrobing now? We are back in our clothing-optional spot."

Leigh: "Sure, you take your clothes off and then I'll be able to hand you mine."

Mark took his shirt off, and quickly dropped his shorts and awkwardly removed them over his shoes. Despite their short trip, it felt almost natural to be back in the buff after their shopping trip. Leigh started walking into the resort without changing her current outfit.

Mark: "Hey! You tricked me... you said you'd hand me your clothes after I took mine."

Leigh: "No, just said I could. I'll change in our room."

Only Tony and Sofia were in the public area as they walked towards their room. The older couple looked up and smiled at them as they went. Mark and Leigh politely waved back. They arrived into their room with about fifteen minutes to spare before dinner.

In their room, Leigh changed, or rather stripped, into the nominal clothing of the resort. Mark put his clothes in their suitcase holding their dirty clothes. Leigh stepped back into the main room from the bathroom, and Mark looked at his naked wife wearing just the necklace they'd purchased earlier.

Mark: "Damn, you look beautiful, babe."

Leigh: "Thank you. I am looking forward to showing it off. And then thanking you later."

Mark moved in for an embrace: "And what's on your mind for thanking me?"

Leigh leaned down and started kissing Mark's neck: "You. Me. My mouth. Your body." She reached down one hand and started stroking Mark's growing cock. "Then, whatever way you want to be inside me."

Leigh: "Do you want to have a little bit more fun now?"

Mark: "We have to be at dinner in just a few minutes."

Leigh: "Would you like me to try a little bit of a snack right now?"

Mark's cock visually started twitching at Leigh as he considered her offer. He knew though that a blowjob was actually the most likely thing to make him last longest, and he was focusing on the delayed pleasure of later. He found himself still nodding though, before managing to ask: "Are you suggesting I show up to dinner with a moist dick?"

Leigh nodded.

Mark added: "You were against looking like we'd just fucked yesterday."

Leigh: "And today I want a pre-dinner snack."

She sat on the edge of the bed and pulled Mark towards her. Her lips parted and she grabbed his erect member and guided it into her mouth. Mark saw stars as his eyes slammed shut as the warmth of Leigh's mouth commanded all of his body's attention. He let out a small moan and his hips took over for a moment, thrusting his dick forward to let Leigh have more to devour if she could. Leigh sucked on Mark for a little bit before switching to long strokes with her mouth, moving her head back until she was kissing the tip of his penis before opening her mouth and moving forward to take as much cock as she could fit. Mark's hands grabbed onto Leigh's head, using as much of his nails as he could to hold onto her, fingers diving beneath as much hair as they could manage. Leigh's hands moved from Mark's legs up to his ass, and she grabbed him tightly to pull him into her next thrust with her mouth. After a few more of these, she relaxed and looked at the clock. It was time to go.

Mark was practically throbbing, his dick was clearly wet, although he knew it might air dry somewhat quickly. He knew that he wasn't going to be able to concentrate for the rest of the evening with the earlier offer in the back of his mind, and the fun suck Leigh had just provided.

Mark: "Fuck that felt good. That felt really good." He made a point of looking down at his dick. "I think they're going to see at dinner what's been happening between us recently."

Leigh: "So? I hope that makes them look at us all the more during and after dinner."

Mark: "You're enjoying this a lot, eh?" Mark leaned in to whisper, hoping it would be taken to be more sexual: "I hope you get fucking dripping, you're so wet, before we come back here tonight."

Mark attempted to collect his thoughts as they headed over to dinner. All five couples were there for dinner this evening. Mark was sure at least half of the group had looked directly at him, and he reasoned that multiple people had to have noticed he had not fully returned to his flaccid state before arriving at dinner. He thought Alana had given him a longer look than he would've expected otherwise, and also thought that he noticed Jeremy looking significantly at Leigh after having looked at him. Dinner was a delightful spread of bread, cheese, and some sliced meats. Mark was pretty sure every guy at the table, and possibly the ladies, were enjoying how frequently the women were needed to brush their boobs off of the crumbs that kept falling on them between bites. Mark accepted a glass of red wine, and Leigh - not normally a drinker - worked on a glass of rosé. The conversation across the table stayed light, as the couples described their various days. During Leigh's turn, Mark knew that she would have fun retelling their haggling techniques and being able to show off her new piece to their fellow guests. Alana, sitting next to Leigh, asked if she could look more closely. Mark exchanged a glance with Benicio as Alana leaned in closely to look at the ring of sapphires surrounding the center CZ crystal. Under the table, Leigh moved Mark's hand further inside of her upper thigh where he'd placed it during their after dinner conversation. He reached out one finger to be able to reach into her pubic hair. As Alana leaned back into her natural sitting position in her chair, Leigh's unspoken insistence of Mark's touch relaxed and she let his hand return to its less overtly sexual resting place. At Harry and Sarah's behest, the group moved from the dinner table to the pool area.

As they left the dinner table, Mark noticed that Leigh's shoulders were looking a little extra red. In part due to concern and in part due to being horny, Mark decided to bring it up.

Mark: "Hey babe, you're looking a little burnt, do you want me to put some sunscreen on before we lounge in the sun? It still looks like we'll be getting sun for the next hour or more."

Leigh looked at him, slight excitement showing through: "Oh, yes that's a good idea."

Mark: "Is there anything else you need from the room while I'm in there?"

Leigh: "I don't think so, I've got my full outfit and my towel."

They both were laughing as Mark went and fetched the sunscreen and Leigh sat in a poolside lounger. The other guests were in various stages of milling about, some going to either use their rooms' bathrooms, deposit an item, or collect one. Laura went back to her room wanting to show Leigh a necklace she'd brought, and Mark was pretty sure he heard Harry saying he'd be back in about 10 minutes after realizing he'd forgotten to call his dad on his birthday.

Mark returned to Leigh in the chair and sat straddling the chair as Leigh sat sideways on it, both legs over one side. Mark was close enough to easily reach her whole shoulders and back area. He went quickly to work, rubbing in the lotion onto Leigh's shoulders, starting with the farther reach and working his way back towards his body. Mark's second area of attention was rubbing Leigh's neck, he made sure to move the necklace around so she didn't get an accidental burn line later in some way. Then, Leigh twisted a little so she was facing him, eventually deciding to bring her inner leg onto the chair so she could fully face Mark. Mark couldn't help but look down, Leigh's pussy was spread wide for him, just for Mark (guaranteed at the moment as nobody was behind their lounger that had only a wall behind it).

Leigh: "Can you get my chest as well?"

Mark answered so only she could hear: "Abso-fucking-lutely. God I love seeing your cunt, seeing it while your ass is out for our new friends is also pretty hot."

Leigh: "If you hush and start putting sunscreen on maybe you'll get a better view."

Mark obliged quickly, putting more sunscreen than was necessary in one hand before prepping both hands to be able to publicly fondle his wife. This was different than the beach, there they were around people they didn't, and never would, know. Granted, the people here at this resort they were going to leave behind tomorrow, but they'd still gotten to know them (and had joked about cruising with at least their new Tennessee friends). Mark decided to just go for it, and matched each of his hands with the top of Leigh's boobs. He rubbed out, around, and down each of them in sync as he spread the sunscreen around. Leigh liked when he presses on her boobs while they fucked, so he made sure to push into her, enough to make her lean but not enough that she lost balance. With one hand, Leigh supported herself to make sure that her balance was kept, but the other she slipped between her legs and moved her hood out of the way so her clit was visible. She continued moving down, pushing more of her labia out of the way to expose more of her vulva to Mark. Mark's hands continued exploring, moving sideways out towards Leigh's arms a little, but focusing mostly on moving up and down, playing with her tits and making sure to add small flicks and rubs directly on her nipples as he went. It was about this time that Laura walked up, talking as she arrived.

Laura: "Leigh, this is the necklace I was telling you about..." her voice trailed off towards the end of her statement, eyes darting from Mark's sunscreen filled hands to Leigh's hand spreading her lips.

Leigh moved her hand up a bit, switching from overtly-sexual to merely a pose in which she was requesting being fingered, licked, or just fucked. She looked over and found multiple tiny details by which she could compliment the necklace. Mark's hands stayed on Leigh's tits during the entire conversation, with much less movement, only his thumbs caressing on the top part of her boobs, avoiding her nipples while Laura was so close. Mark thought the necklace really did look very lovely, and thought Jeremy should encourage Laura to wear it tonight as Leigh was wearing hers. After the women talked a bit more about it, Laura, whose eyes had been darting between Leigh's boobs being actively being fondled and her somewhat spread pussy, excused herself to return it to her room. Mark continued his earlier mission of rubbing in sunscreen, pressing Leigh's chest as needed to fully rub the lotion in.

Leigh: "Is anyone looking over here?"

Mark: "Laura's up close and personal didn't get you wet enough?"

Leigh: "I'll do a quick check and let you know. Is anyone else looking over here?"

Mark: "How the hell would I know? I'm not looking past you."

Leigh: "Look for me, and tell me."

Mark: "I count four pairs of eyes looking our way, babe. Looks like you're winning the boldest guest award at the moment." Mark winked at her.

The sunscreen sufficiently rubbed into Leigh's torso, it was getting more difficult to maintain their pretense. Mark wanted their play to continue though, so he requested Leigh to get his shoulders and back with some sunscreen. Leigh's hands squeezed Mark's shoulders and neck, massaging him while rubbing in the lotion. Leigh pressed her thumbs into the base of Mark's neck, the massage move felt so relaxing to him, he felt like this could be the prelude to a nice quick nap. Unfortunately, Leigh was mostly businesslike with her sunscreen application, and relatively quickly had passed Mark the sunscreen bottle back, indicating that they should both put sunscreen on their faces before being done with their activity.

Mark: "I liked the bit where I got to put sunscreen on your boobs, that was very fun."

Leigh: "Me too, but while our friends here are all happy to be naked with us, I don't think that they want to watch us start our foreplay."

Mark: "I'm pretty sure we're not the only ones who booked this place so the entire damn weekend could just be foreplay."

Leigh put a towel down on the edge of the pool, but surprised Mark by actually getting in the shallow end. The water went just above her navel. This time, the group split mostly by gender amongst the more fluent English speakers. Sarah, Alana, Leigh, and Laura formed a group on one end of the pool, while Harry, Benicio, Jeremy, and Mark gathered in the deeper end of the pool. As Mark expected, conversation quickly turned on the gentlemen's end of the pool to sport, with soccer quickly taking a lead spot in the conversation. Mark had somewhat intentionally worked this out to be the case, but still felt a little lucky at his positioning, that he could look past Benicio, who was now passionately talking about how Brazil's stars should figure out how to make the country's league better so they wouldn't have to play in Europe, and see the women. He could see Sarah's back, Laura and Alana from the side, and had a great full frontal view of Leigh. He could tell from her gestures, she was talking about her engagement ring, which had a true diamond but also sapphires. The ring and her necklace did go together quite well.

After a while, couples started to check in with each other, so the groups sort of came back together. Leigh got out and sat on her towel, her legs dangling in the water. She held out her hands to Mark, and he went to stand in front of her, the pool water barely covering his crotch. As Mark got close, Leigh spread her legs some so that he could stand between them. This made Leigh's position the most sexually open of everyone at the pool, but he knew how much they would be rewarding each other later. It took a lot of self control for Mark not to turn around and start touching Leigh all over her body. He did allow himself to turn around and kiss her on the lips a few times, nothing untoward for public viewing but also a little more charged than a quick peck might have been.

The sun had already begun to set, and the air became a bit cooler. The English and Italian couples had each already headed towards their rooms, having plans to go out early on a boat for nearly the whole of the next day. The conversation was mostly dominated by the Americans, all of them being from the same-ish region of Tennessee and the Carolinas. Laura and Leigh were sitting on the edge near a corner so the conversation was easy and natural. After a while, Leigh tapped Mark and asked him to let her into the water, and she stood in front of him. Mark tried to be casual while gently holding his naked wife against him at the side of the pool.

Benicio and Alana had slightly drifted off to be on their own, with Benicio standing behind Alana as well. Benicio started massaging Alana's shoulders, and Alana held her head back to make sure that his hands had ample access. All of the Americans kept stealing glances as Alana's enjoyment seemed to shift from physical relief to excitement. Benicio's hands started wandering in multiple directions off of her shoulders, moving up to rub her neck as well as moving down to rub on her arms and occasionally press on her chest as well. He wasn't yet moving all the way down to her nipples, but his hands had clearly started rubbing Alana's boobs in between should moments. After a couple of minutes, the Americans' conversation had nearly entirely died as they looked across the pool, one of Alana's hands was under the water, possibly a little behind her and the other was now reaching up and touching herself on the her tits.

Mark leaned forward: "Would you like me to start fondling you in public, you know, without your back blocking the view? Or just enjoy this show?"

Leigh: "I would prefer to just watch. Although I'm going to get back out and watch from the side. You should go stand on the other side of the pool."

Mark moved so Leigh could get out, she made the small hop to get her ass out of the water and back on her towel and then she spread her legs similarly to when Mark had been standing in front of her earlier, but Mark had traversed the few feet to be on the other side. Even with the sensual turning sexual activity of Benicio and Alana, Mark was mostly transfixed by his wife brazenly staring at the Brazilians with her vagina visible. Her spot made it so Laura couldn't see, but Mark was pretty certain Jeremy could look over and snatch quite the view if he wanted, which Mark knew Leigh was hoping he would.

Alana finally turned herself around, a bit disappointing for the Americans enjoying the view of her tits. Alana was clearly turned on as she pulled Benicio into a deep kiss. Benicio's hands could be seen moving down her back and grabbing at her ass, pressing into her cheeks and slightly spreading them. After a little bit of their escalation, they seemed to remember that they were in public as they broke their making out and laughed a little and tightly hugged. They looked over, seemingly balancing slight embarrassment with exhibitionist arousal, and then started making their way out of the pool and towards their room. Their walk gave everyone still in the pool a great view of their articulate, and ready for action, sexual organs, Benicio clearly ready for action.

The conversation among the remaining pair of couples ended soon, it was already suffering as each couple was starting to exchange more increasingly lustful looks at their partners bodies. Jeremy's hands had begun wandering themselves, replying to Laura after a minor rebuke: "Hey, they didn't say anything when Benicio practically started fucking her right in the pool."

Mark: "I had multiple excellent things to look at then, I wasn't just watching them..."

Laura: "Well they made two couples trying to start having sex in front of me tonight."

Jeremy: "Wait, who was the first?"

Laura: "These two, Mark was putting sunscreen on Leigh when I went to show her my necklace and she'd turned toward him and spread herself out so her cooch was fuckin' getting a full breeze! She didn't hardly do anything different when I showed up."

Jeremy looked a bit surprised in my direction, then at Leigh, whose legs were still spread wide but she hadn't assisted in any parting of her labia or anything this time.

Jeremy: "Damn. Sounds like we could take some inspiration from them for this trip."

Laura laughed and playfully smacked Jeremy on the chest. "You take me to our bed and I'll let you know how much I'm inspired right now."

Jeremy: "Ah, work work work. Here I thought we were on vacation."

A few final goodbyes were exchanged between the couples, leaving Mark and Leigh alone at the pool. Leigh's seat meant that nobody's room could see her front, Mark's position opposite her meant that during the small pool waves the tip of his cock was repeatedly uncovered.

Leigh: "Well I guess it's close to bed time then for everyone. Shall we head that way?"

Mark: "I do remember you offering some pretty fantastic things that would happen in there later."

Leigh: "I think they could start happening right now, walk over here."

Mark obliged, they started holding hands as he got close to her. Leigh leaned down and they kissed. Mark loved the feeling of Leigh's soft lips on his. Leigh broke the kiss, but stayed leaning down to talk quietly to Mark.

Leigh: "I need to pee."

Mark looked up at her, excited. While she was an exhibitionist at heart, Mark loved how piss felt coming out of the body. The heat. The stream of it. The warmth. The splash. The body-wide knowledge that it wasn't supposed to be enjoyed. His hands moved down towards Leigh's crotch, gleefully but gently spreading her wide open so that he could get the best view, and fullest stream, possible. The general mess associated with piss play, and the fact that most bodies of waters had strict no-nudity policies, made Mark quickly put together that this was a unique opportunity for his fetish.

Leigh: "Where do you want all of this to land?"

Mark: "I was thinking of letting you just piss on my head and let it flow wherever the hell it wants to. I might try and get a drink, we'll see."

Leigh: "Well you better get wherever you want to be because it's about to come."

Mark reached his hand over and helped spread Leigh's pussy lips so that whatever she let go would easily reach Mark's body and not accidentally just dribble onto the poolside. Then, Mark squatted a little so the top of his head was about pool deck height. He waited a few moments, and then felt warmth hit his scalp.

His head was bent forward, so most of the pee started running down the front of his head, some of it dripping into the pool but some of the rest of it ran down his face a bit. Mark's tongue flicked to one side, capturing a small amount of the salty stream. The worst part about being into pissing, Mark knew, was that a standard pee session was only 20-30 seconds long. He let the stream land on the top of his head for a couple more seconds, before, when he estimated that Leigh was about halfway done, he started moving his body up a bit. Mark could feel his arousal go from an old maximum to a new, higher, maximum as the landing spot for Leigh's pee moved down his face from his forehead, to going on his cheeks, to directly onto his lips.

Mark opened his mouth, allowing the pee to freely flow into it. He didn't swallow, but allowed Leigh to fill him until there was liquid overflowing out of his mouth down his body. Mark stood more, closing this mouth and keeping his prize from flowing out, but being careful not to swallow any. The warm flow felt very good on his neck and chest. And now with his eyes away from being pissed into, he opened them and stared at where Leigh's urethra was shooting a pretty clear stream of pee. An advantage, Mark knew, of being married to someone who was usually well-or-over hydrated, was that the pee was more easily held in the mouth since it had a diluted taste.

Mark was entranced, watching as the piss stream became a small dribble out of Leigh's body, and eventually became basically nothing. He was still holding a mouthful of it, when he and Leigh looked into each others' eyes.

Leigh: "Do you have something in your mouth?"

Mark nodded, then had an idea. He took one of his hands and held it under his mouth. He released about a third of the piss he was holding onto and reached out to Leigh, rubbing her boobs, knowing what she would expect him to do in a bit.

Leigh: "You're going to have to clean that off."

Mark nodded again, and had his hand go back to his mouth. He released another third of the piss onto it, and this time he reached down and started stroking his cock. He had already been hard, but this show had made him nearly burst. He continued stroking it while staring Leigh in the face. With the remaining piss, he made a show of swishing it in his mouth back and forth, moving it from one cheek to another. As Leigh looked back up from his erection, he made sure that another movement of the retained pee was obvious. As he looked in Leigh's eyes, he swallowed the rest. Leigh bit her lip.

Leigh: "Did you enjoy that?"

Mark: "Yes I fucking did. Don't worry, I'm going to rinse my cock off before getting out. I am looking forward to cleaning off your tits for you, my love."

Leigh: "Well let's go get to it then!"

Mark squatted quickly, rinsing his dick off so that if, no, when, he entered his wife later, they could be doing it cleanly. No reason to ruin such a magnificent weekend with some form of infection after they got home.

Though their walk to their room was not far, Leigh still waited for Mark before moving. Mark giggled a little as they walked.

Leigh: "What?"

Mark: "Heh. Ur-ine me."

Leigh laughed loudly at the bad pun.

Mark: "Shhhhhh, don't wake people up."

Leigh opened the door and put went to hang her towel on the back of the bathroom door. She immediately went and laid on the bed after, bending her knees as she brought her heels towards her back.

Leigh: "Get the model vibrator, please. And come clean me off while we use it."

Mark quickly grabbed the fake version of his dick. He quickly found the on button and pressed it. Leigh was going to cum quickly after their chair, poolside, and pissing fun. Mark used one hand to help Leigh's cunt get even more breathing room, and then moved the girth of the vibrator up and down, rubbing up Leigh's open body from her vagina to her clitoris. Leigh's eyes closed, her neck snapped back, and her arms shot out for something to cling to as the pleasure hit her in a massive wave. She let out a pleased moan that, had the window or door been open, Mark was sure could've been heard across the whole courtyard. Hearing that made Mark want to do multiple impossible things at once to try and satisfy his wife's body. Sticking to the plan though, Mark, kneeling next to her at belly-button level, leaned down and started greedily licking Leigh's tits. The slightly salty taste of Leigh's piss was the most prevalent sensation on Mark's tongue as he sloppily used his whole face to traverse quickly across Leigh's boobs, making pleased moans as he licked and sucked as much of the pee that he'd delivered earlier with his hand. The toy, meanwhile, made another pass. It vibrated Leigh's labia, those lips starting to close around the length of the toy as Mark moved it up to her clit once more before moving it down and angling the tip to be able to enter Leigh's pussy.

Leigh's hands were on Mark's back, and her nails started to cling tightly beneath his shoulder blades. She let out a nearly screaming "Oh my god yes, yes, ohhh, yes, FUCK" as Mark plunged the model cock vibrator into Leigh's awaiting cunt. He provided simulated thrusts, sliding the dick in and out of Leigh, multitasking his mouth by making a second round on her boobs. This time, he was doing more sucking on Leigh's nipples, which had become very articulate in the past few minutes of fucking around. Leigh continued to moan, although now more rhythmically, as Mark used the dildo in and out of his wife's pussy. After sucking on both of her tits a few times, he decided it was time to talk Leigh through her orgasm.

Mark: "Do you like having two of my cocks in the room? You seem to think this vibrating one is the shit."

Leigh merely nodded, somehow finding a way to open her eyes and look at Mark.

Mark was still kneeling, and had now leaned back so he was looking down on Leigh's bouncing boobs as she rocked back and forth.

Mark: "I really enjoyed your pissing. I liked feeling it on my body. I loved feeling it on my face. I really enjoyed wiping it on you and then licking it all off of you."

Leigh nodded, still moaning and struggling to keep her eyes open. Mark could tell she was starting to get close.

Mark: "I also particularly enjoyed two things from earlier. First, I fucking loved staring right at you, swishing your warm piss around in my mouth, and then swallowing it right in your face. I don't know about you, but I found that to be fuckin' hot."

Leigh's body started bucking, and she began letting out a long stream of "oh god, oh god, oh god, oh god, oh god..."

Mark: "Second, I really loved when you were on the chair, and I was rubbing your tits with sunscreen and Laura came over and was made a bit speechless as she saw your fingers playing with your pussy in broad fucking daylight..."

Leigh's back arched, Mark could tell she was cumming right then. Her body was responding, and her mouth moaned out a long "Oh fuuuuuuuck yes, fuck, oh my, oh my fuck, YES."

Mark: "... and she could see my erect cock just inches away from your spread, fuckable, pussy. I'm honestly surprised you moved your hand away from your pussy babe, I thought you were just going to figure, 'well, shit, she's already seen the opening act, may as well give her a whole show', but I guess you let her damn well make up whatever the hell she wants..."

Leigh clinged tighter to Mark, and her body's pulsing seemed like it was subsiding as she came down from the orgasm. Mark knew it was about over when Leigh opened her eyes to look up at him, nodding aggressively to egg him on to continue his speaking.

Mark: "... I guess there's a third thing. Because I loved how open your cunt was for me in the pool while Alana and Benicio practically started fucking in front of his and Jeremy and Laura were still around. I'm pretty sure Jeremy caught a few glimpses of your pussy, babe. Do you hope he's picturing your pussy when he's touching his own cock back home?"

Leigh's eyes went wide, likely a mixture of realization and arousal at the idea that her showing off her body was going to cause a man to masturbate and cum later. As a few final pulses of her orgasm washed over her, Leigh's eyes closed and she made a small motion that indicated Mark could remove the dildo from inside of her for now. She pulled him into an embrace to lay next to her.

For the next couple of minutes, they just lay there. Mark was gently caressing Leigh's boobs as they lay in the silence. He was very conscious that his cock had not gotten its chance to cum yet, but he knew that Leigh was also aware of it. After a couple more minutes of silence, Leigh opened her eyes, look at Mark, and just started their conversation anew.

Leigh: "Your turn now."

Leigh stirred herself and straddled Mark. This made multiple times in a weekend that Mark got to lay down and look and see his wife's naked torso leaning over him. She leaned down and kissed him on the neck, tracing down the side of his neck and moving over his shoulders. She finished on one side and then flipped her head, and her hair, so she could traverse the other side. This time though, when she finished kissing neck, she moved down to his nipples. She licked them in circles, alternating which she was paying attention to. As she decided she was finishing with Mark's nipples, Leigh shifted her knees back a little, moving herself down Mark's body. She kissed him on his sides, down his stomach, and to the top of his legs. She reached out a hand and cradled his balls, lifting and gently petting them with her thumb.

Leigh: "I'm going to need you to turn over soon, not yet, but soon. Just to let you know."

Mark: "Your wish will be my command, babe."

Leigh moved her unoccupied hand down and pointed Mark's penis down so it was closer to pointing directly up, and she moved her face over from his legs and started kissing up the side of his cock. Mark's eyes closed, relishing the combined effect of having his balls fondled and his erection repeatedly touched by Leigh's soft lips. Leigh made side to side passes, a few kisses to each pass as she moved down his dick just a little bit with each pass. Mark wasn't counting, but he knew his wife had to have planted at least fifty gentle kisses on him, from the base of his tip to the base of his whole cock. Mark allowed himself to enjoy the moment entirely, leaving his arms above his head, not attempting to take any control and allow his wife to pleasure him.

Leigh kissed her way to the base of his cock, and suddenly changed tactics. Her hand that had been holding Mark's penis upright was totally placed on the side away from her face, and Leigh reached out her tongue and used as much liquid as she could and sloppily licked Mark from base to tip. Mark moaned at the sudden change, relishing the warm feeling of Leigh's tongue. She moved her head back down to his base and repeated the upward motion again on the left side, again on the right side, and then up the middle one more time for good measure.

This time though, she stayed at Mark's tip, likely getting a taste of some precum that she enjoyed so much. Leigh opened her lips and took the his tip into her mouth. Within her mouth, she placed her tongue on his cock, and started swirling around Mark's head. He was as engorged as he felt his dick had ever been, and he enjoyed every millisecond of Leigh's tongue swirling around. He felt the pleasure swell through from his cock to his fingers and toes. He felt his hips try to thrust into Leigh's head, and she moved along with him to make sure the same amount of him was covered. He had no idea how long she was going to suck him, but he felt damn sure he wanted it to last all night at this point.

Leigh eventually lifted her mouth off of him, blowing a little bit of cold air across his tip to slightly dry him off.

Leigh: "Okay, now it's time to flip over."

Mark grunted a little, but relented and rolled onto his stomach. He didn't know what exactly Leigh intended to do, but he knew that his back and ass being exposed could only lead to interactions with one of those two, and either would be delightful. She grabbed the pillow that they'd used under her ass the previous night, and tapped on him to lift so she could put it under him. He realized that must mean she was planning to play with his ass.

Leigh: "You've got a really cute butt."

Mark: "Thanks, do you plan on doing something to my ass?"

Leigh: "Maybe. We'll see."

Leigh positioned her body between his legs and lowered herself onto his body, he could feel her tits rubbing on his ass cheeks as her lips started kissing on his back. Leigh moved one hand that she wasn't actively using for balance and started scratching his back gently with her nails.

Mark mumbled out somewhat incoherently: "If I wasn't so fucking aroused right now, this would be a damn fine way to fall asleep."

Leigh: "I don't think you want to be asleep for the next little while."

Mark: "I'll do my best."

Leigh kissed on his back for a while, swaying her body back and forth to make sure that her nipples were felt as they dragged across Mark on his ass and lower back. Her lips made trips from the small of his back up all the way to his shoulders a couple of times before she shifted her body back entirely. She slipped one hand between his legs and started lightly touching his cock again. Mark's excitement grew a little more as she started kissing that backs of his legs, moving up onto his ass some with her streaks.

On one of her moves up from leg to ass, Leigh instead moved inward. She switched from just kissing to placing her tongue on his perineum and flicking her tongue up. Her tongue on his soft skin made Mark want to move out of this position and take over and ravage his wife, but he held his patience, wanting to enjoy the moment. One of Leigh's hands continued fondling his balls and gently rubbing his dick as her mouth began making explorations between her original landing spot and finding spots to lick and kiss his balls. Mark started moaning from the pleasure, and his hips started rubbing into Leigh's hands, body taking over and requesting to cum. Leigh merely continued with her tongue work, swirling circles onto his perineum, before exiting to go kiss and lick a ball. With her hand that wasn't giving a handjob, she held onto him by his lower back, nails slightly digging into him.

After a few minutes, Leigh kneeled upright.

Leigh: "How do you want me?"

Mark: "For what?"

Leigh: "Do you want to go in my body?"

Mark: "Fuck yes. Ummm, lean on the bed."

Leigh complied, stepping off the bed and placed her hands down on it. She stepped her legs apart. Mark got up as quickly as he could and got behind his wife, his hands quickly moving to her pussy to check on how wet she currently was and to make sure his cock had a clear path. As he expected, she was still very ready.

Leigh whimpered with pleasure and said something unintelligible. Mark's words were a little clearer with a strong: "Fuuuuuuuuck yes I love your cunt."

Mark grabbed Leigh's hips to keep their position and started pumping his dick into his wife. Leigh continued to get louder as he moved out a little and then his cock thrust back into her. Finally, she started becoming easier to understand.

Leigh: "Yes, yes, yes, yes"

Her hands were clearly clinging to the bed as tightly as they could to guide what was coursing through her.

Mark could feel his cock losing control. Leigh's pussy was as hot and wet as he could ever remember, and her body had started clenching with every thrust, her pussy and ass felt like they were trying to milk his cock for cum.

Mark: "I'm gonna cum in you, babe. I know how much you like your cunt filled by me."

Leigh: "Yes. Do it. Fuck..."

Mark could feel the last two thrusts needed for him to cum. This orgasm was better than his typical, he could tell, and he found himself loudly giving his wife indirect praise.

Mark: "Oh my god, yes, fuck you feel good. Fuck. Shit. Oh..."

Mark's turn to be unintelligible came as he could feel himself filling his wife with cum. It felt like an endless stream of spurts as his arousal from the full day was finally released. He continued fucking her, his cock retaining most of its erectness despite firing such a load into Leigh.

Mark: "That felt so fuckin' good babe. I so fuckin' love your cunt."

Leigh's words came in short spurts, hard breathing and sounds Mark wish he'd was recording were coming between: "Thanks. (ohhhh). You. Feel. (aaah aaah) So. Good. (fuck fuck) Too."

Mark could feel himself slipping out of Leigh, but wanted to see what she wanted for now. As his cock slipped out, he could hear some disappointment coming out of Leigh's mouth before he slipped his middle finger into her pussy and curled it towards the floor as much as he could.

Leigh: "Yes. Just a little more. Yes. Yes. Oh my god. Fuck. YES."

Mark was a little rough, make sure his middle finger disappeared entirely into her pussy. He could feel her body clenching and seizing on him as she was moaning and nearly screaming through an orgasm. He smiled, he loved when he came and also when she came. This one was shorter though, and Leigh let him know it was over by slowly lowering her body onto the bed. Mark laid himself down next to her, so they could see each others' faces.

Mark: "I'd say that was successful."

Leigh: "Yup. I would say so, too."

Mark: "Any room for you to be turned on still?"

Leigh: "I'm not sure, why?"

Mark: "Well I've got this finger that needs to be cleaned."

Leigh looked into face, Mark had brought his finger that had just been in her pussy up to his lips. He stared into her eyes as he dragged his finger over his tongue four times, rotating it so that he could make sure to get whatever was on it into his mouth. He could tell she was enjoying the view. His tongue having completed it's work, he popped his whole finger in his mouth and slowly pulled it out, trying to be as lewd and suggestive as possible.

Mark: "I fucking love how you taste. Shit, how we taste actually. I guess I probably had my cum and your pussy mixed together there."

Leigh: "I love you so much."

Mark: "I love you too."

Leigh: "This has been a great weekend."

Mark: "Hey, we've still got a morning here tomorrow and our trip home. The weekend is only over once we've made it home."

Leigh: "I hope we can make something out of it."

They began their cleaning up as much as they felt they needed to before bed. With their bodies mostly dry, but the room still clearly smelling of sex, they drifted off to sleep. Mark had an alarm for two hours before checkout set in case they needed it the next day.