My Husband's Gift

Readers, this story is told in two parts.

The story presents the gift of self-confidence and assurance that a husband helps his wife to achieve. She has always under-rated herself and now at fifty-seven, she is convinced that no one else but her husband would want her and often wonders why he still does. This attitude has eroded her feeling of self-worth and knowing this, he is determined to help her be the woman he always knew that she could be. Read and discover what happens as they pursue his goal.

The story is told by the wife sharing her view of her what transpires.

Part one, addresses how he goes about trying to convince her of her attractiveness and desirability.

In Part two, we learn the effect that love, and confidence can make in a woman's life if she believes in herself, and the benefits they can bring to a relationship.

Enjoy this lusty tale that changes not only a marriage but the two people involved. Be aware that the story depicts exhibitionism, wife-sharing, polyamory and wife swapping. There is no connection to actual circumstances and no underage sex. It just a nice story.

Enjoy!

PART ONE

For the first time in my life, I was lying in a deck chair on a nude beach in Acapulco, reading a romance novel and sipping margarita swirls. Jack, my husband for the past twenty years, a black Bajan by birth, had brought me to a nude resort as a surprise gift. He knew that I had issues of confidence, particularly with displaying my body and wanted to prove to me as opposed to my own assessment, that I was still an attractive woman that other men would find as desirable as he still did.

He also wanted me to see that other women my age, had no shame in displaying what they looked like. He hoped that it would help minimize my self-consciousness when I could see for myself, that others with bodies in worse shape than mine were unashamed to be publicly naked. They still flirted and still thought of themselves as sexually desirable, something that he wanted me to experience.

I am, Virginia Lawson, "Ginny," originally from Alabama, 5'8", now weighing in about 160 lbs. mostly still appropriately placed. My brunette hair was now streaked with flecks of gray signaling the advancement in my years My husband, Jack, is the love of my life, and he is all man, not a wimp nor a cuckhold.

One of his goals in our relationship was to try to bring out as he calls it, the "dazzle" in me, which because of my natural inhibitions tends to stay submerged. He challenged me to go to an all-nude beach with him to see that many of the people who were there, were just everyday people and not model types.

So here I am, wearing a sheer black bikini bra which put my breasts and nipples somewhat on display but because they were covered by fabric, I somehow didn't feel naked... go figure. I also wore a sheer bikini. My shaven mons was covered by fabric and even though my ass was visible to the world, I didn't feel naked! A black and red serape cover-all was my bulwark to the feeling of total nudity. I completed the ensemble with a white straw hat and sunshades.

My husband couldn't understand my perspective in that, I didn't feel naked even though most of me was basically visible... so here I was, partially nude, sitting under an umbrella, checking out the men and the women who walked by.

The sea breeze tickled my toes and puffed its way up between my thighs which at fifty-seven, were still pretty good to look at. It caressed my shaven pussy through the sheer fabric and teased my nipples and face, creating the feeling of someone giving me a feathery, total body massage! I closed my eyes and pictured all that I had been looking at for the past hour. This resulted in an increased feeling of dampness between my thighs.

Even though, I was not totally naked, I knew that Jack appreciated the effort that I was making to grant him his wish. That is one of the reasons that I loved him so much; once I tried to do something, he accepted my effort and just kept encouraging me until I succeeded.

As I took in the passing parade, I saw some great bodies and (he was right) some bad ones too, many whose owners were not fazed and didn't seem to be concerned how they looked. I always felt that my fifty-seven-year-old body was not worthy of being displayed, but truth be told, it wasn't all that bad. My breasts sagged a little but still held their shape, my belly was a little round after delivering three children, but my thighs and ass stayed firm with little evidence of cellulite and looked pretty good for my age.

Even though I was not checking for that, I also saw so many small cocks, that I thought that it I was in the midst of a micro-dick pandemic! Some of them resembled a doorbell knob sitting amid hirsute foliage! Others an exhausted worm. Unlike me, their owners walked proudly.

My husband hangs at about five inches when flaccid, and I began to understand why he never seemed bothered by the seven or eight inchers that swung by every so often. He presented well. I, on the other hand was very self-conscious and wanted to cover up as much as I could.

"Ma'am, wouldjew like anudder dreenk?"

The voice woke me from my reverie, and I turned to see a short stocky well- formed black waiter standing next to me, carrying a tray, loaded with margaritas. At first, I thought to decline, but as I looked at his body and saw his strong chest, flat stomach, thick thigh muscles and strong calves, it dawned upon me that he probably could pound a mean dick up a woman's pussy, and I paused to look down at his package. It nestled beautifully inside a sizeable codpiece.

He wore no shirt or pants but was decked out in a white shirt collar, black bowtie, and white shirt cuffs. His body gleamed like polished ebony in the bright sunlight, as his rippled stomach reflected the light off its hard surface. I looked a little lower and my eyes took in his huge cock, encased in a sheer, black mesh pouch.

It swayed softly between those two thick black thighs and reminded me of a very fat plantain. I stared at it for a while from behind my sunglasses, lost in the vision of that fat cock ploughing me.

I was startled to hear his voice saying, "Laydee, are you ok, be you ok?"

His accent tickled me, and I snapped back to focus on him, confident that because I was wearing sunglasses, he wouldn't know that I was staring at his cock, but I saw a small smile tug at the corners of his mouth and realized that I was busted. He had in fact seen me staring.

I was not a fan of oversized cocks, but my husband's ultimate fantasy was of me getting fucked by a real, big one and although I wanted to do it to please him, I always felt that it would hurt too much and so I never seriously considered doing it. In addition, If I was going to do it, I did not want a semi-impotent floppy dicked older type guy who couldn't keep it up for long, but a younger man with energy and enthusiasm who would be able to maintain a good hard-on as he rode me. I thought, however, that nobody like that would ever want me.

Jack and I were not swingers, nor had we even had sex outside of our marriage, so it wasn't as if we were used to having sex with others, but we did enjoy our fantasies, and that was always Jack's number one. Don't get me wrong, I was not a prude. We fucked all over our house including our back patio and garage, in every position that we could think up, and even in some outdoor spots, but we had just not ventured outside of our marriage. We had discussed the possibility many times but never really tried to make it materialize.

This cock, however, was just so beautiful. It was jet black, thick and heavy without being humongous. A large vein ran down the center of the shaft and the head was mushroom-shaped and purple in color. His shaven balls were not the type that were molded close to his penis but hung low and were the size of Grade A eggs which were absolutely lovely.

Suddenly I was thirsty, and I cleared my throat and said, "Yes, please, maybe I will have another."

He leaned forward, took my empty glass and gave me a fresh one from the tray. His dong swung slowly along his thigh and back again as he bent and straightened his body. My pussy rippled with desire, and I closed my eyes for a brief moment as I contracted my vaginal muscles to stop the flow of juice from seeping into my bikini bottom.

"I'll be back in a while to check on you," he smiled. By the way, my neeme is Pablo, jus' call fer Pablo and I weel come running." He winked at me, then turned and walked away.

The muscles in his ass were firm and molded into two cute hard bowling balls. I wanted to reach out and squeeze them. To calm myself, I closed my eyes, sighed and took a sip from the frosty margarita.

I figured that he was probably in his late thirties and would be just that somebody that I might want to satisfy my husband's fantasy, but reality interjected itself, and in my mind, I knew that this young and virile man would never want to mess with an old woman like me.

Half an hour later, he was back to serve me another margarita. He looked me up and down laying on the chair and said,

"What's a lovely ladee like you doing all alone in Acapulco?"

"I'm not alone," I said, "my husband is swimming in the water over there," and I pointed to him.

"Well, he shun't leeve you alone too long or somebudee might come and steal jou." He chuckled at his joke.

Without thinking, I muttered, "I wish!"

He heard me and said, "You weesh, oh boi, I weesh that sumbuddy wuz me!"

With that he walked away and left me to ponder on his words. In about fifteen minutes, my husband re-joined me, and we returned to our room. He never commented on the interaction between Pablo and me, and I thought that he hadn't observed it. I was a little tired from sitting in the sun and lay down to rest for a moment. I removed my bikini and wrap, lay naked on the bed and soon dozed off.

That evening at dinner, Pablo was also serving our table. He had donned a crisp black shirt collar and white bowtie and amazingly like every other waiter, wore no shirt nor pants. This time, he wore no codpiece either and his huge cock swung free as he worked. Dress for the evening was topless or sheer, for the women, which meant that from the waist down we had to wear clothing, but breasts could be bare or covered by a sheer top. I had chosen the sheer top as usual, with a pattern that covered my nipples and areolas. All the men wore shirts and slacks. Many of the women at the tables took the opportunity to surreptitiously feel their waiters' cocks as they served them. Pedro merely smiled and extricated himself when he got groped.

Whenever he served me, he was very gracious but somehow always had his cock rub against my arm or hand. I resisted the inclination to feel him as many of the other women had but he made up for that by finding a way to rub it against me. I guess it was his way of demonstrating his interest.

Jack noticed and smiled, asking if I had copped a feel. Red-faced, I said,

"No."

He chuckled and said, "Lighten up, Ginny, get a free feel, all of the other women are doing it. You know that its ok with me as its my favorite fantasy."

Sitting next to me was a Japanese couple. They were both very young and she was somewhat overawed by what was taking place. They seemed drawn to us, and she sort of looked to me to guide them as to how to respond to things, unaware that we were no more experienced than they.

She kept touching my arm and pointing out some of the risqué incidents that were taking place. She caught herself and apologized, then introduced herself to me as Kiri and her husband Matso.

Kiri was very tiny, about five feet tall and maybe ninety pounds. Her hair was jet black and hung halfway down her back. She had that smooth, very white porcelain skin with breasts that were very small but with the largest cherry red nipples that I have ever seen.

Matso was of small build too, about five foot five and his hair hung to his shoulders. We struck up a conversation and she indicated how new they were to this type of thing and asked if they could hang with us as we moved around. Seeing that they were more clueless than I, I agreed.

After dinner we went dancing and, on our way, back to our room we ran into Pablo. He stopped to chat with us and told Jack how beautiful a woman he thought that I was.

He told Jack that besides being a waiter, he was also a masseuse. He told him that he gave personal massages to visitors and would do us if we so desired.

When we returned to our room, Jack was so turned on that he rode me all night, and I gave as much as I got. He noticed my profound enthusiasm and asked if any of it had to do with Pablo.

Demurely, I responded, "It might."

"Would you want to fuck him if you could?" he asked.

Evading the answer, I responded, "He'd never want and old woman like me."

"We'll see," Jack replied.

I had no idea what he was getting at, but I didn't want him to probe further to see if I would really have sex with Pablo or not, so I left it alone.

The next day we had breakfast on the terrace and went for an early dip in the ocean. Pablo was not there and while Jack was swimming, I asked another waiter for him and was told that it was his day off. Jack soon came out of the water and told me that one of the guys he was talking with, had been invited to play a round of golf and he was going to the course and would be back in four hours.

I was surprised because he had never said anything about playing golf before but decided since he would be gone for the next four hours, I would stay on the beach a little longer to see if I saw Pablo showed up and try to discern if his interest in me was genuine or not.

Pablo never did appear, so half an hour later, somewhat disappointed, I returned to the room, stripped my bikini off and lay naked across the bed.

I was awakened by a knock on the door. I rolled over to look for Jack, but he was nowhere in sight. I remembered that he had gone golfing, so I finally got up as the knocking didn't stop. I grabbed my serape wrap and flung it around my shoulders and went to the door forgetting that I was totally naked except for the wrap.

When I opened the door, there stood Pablo. He was clad in a yellow polo shirt, tight white shorts and sneakers. His bulge was very prominent.

He grinned and said, "Senora, I have gift fer you."

Seeing a large bag in his hand, and wondering what gift he had; I stepped back into the room, and he followed me in. It was then that it dawned on me that I was totally naked except for the wrap but it was now too late to do anything about it as Pablo was looking me up and down and had seen everything. With a smile he looked me in the eyes and said,

"Luvlee, abslutely, luvelee!"

I was a little embarrassed by his ogling, but it felt good to see a young man openly lusting after my almost sexagenarian body.

"What is the gift," I asked and "who is it from?"

"It ees frum yore husban'," he said, "Tooday is my off day, and he want mee to geeve you massage."

I smiled, as that was exactly something that my husband would do and in addition, choose a man to do it too! I thought that perhaps this was Jack's way of seeing if I would let Pablo fuck me with that big cock that he so wanted so much to see. The only problem was that even if I decided to give it a try, he would not be around.

Pablo walked me back into the room and said, "Pleeze, teke off yure wrap and lay on dee bed."

I was so startled by his directive that I complied, giving no thought that I would be totally naked.

I lay face down and closed my eyes. Pablo opened his bag and laid out a few bottles of oil on the side table, He apparently stripped naked then too but I never knew it, because my eyes were closed.

He began his massage by kneading my toes and the soles of my feet until they felt like jelly. He slowly eased his way up my ankles, my calves and the back of my thighs until he came to the crease where my backside met them.

He then shifted to my shoulders, and I couldn't help feeling a little disappointed as I wanted to feel his hands on my ass, but he moved up to work on my shoulders and neck until they felt as if there were no bones in them. He then began to make his way down my back.

In the interim, he had climbed on to the bed and was kneeling astride my head. As he moved downwards, I kept feeling this warm softness on my shoulders and I wondered what was causing it. It dawned on me that it must be his cock and balls! I turned my head and opened my eyes and discovered that it was in fact his genitals that were now dragging on me!

It was now too late to protest and so I pretended not to notice, as they rubbed their way down to my shoulders. Pablo worked on my lower back and waist, and I could feel the tightness easing from it. Finally, his hands reached my ass, and he softly and gently fondled it. A soft sigh escaped my lips as he finally got to where I wanted. Without my noticing it, he gently pulled my butt cheeks apart and I felt a wonderful sensation come over me as he softly blew his warm breath on my asshole.

"Oh, God," I thought, "this is freaking wonderful."

My anus puckered and spasmed as he gently spread it open and caressed it with that tantalizing breath. By now my toes were curling and my breath was beginning to come in small gasps and just when I thought that I couldn't stand any more, he licked me. A soft moan raced through my lips as a mini orgasm rippled through me.

"Ma'am, pleeze turn ovah," his soft voice intoned.

By then, I was marshmallow in his hands, and I obeyed. I turned over onto my back, exposing my breasts and pussy to Pablo. He started again at my toes, slowly working his way up to the tops of my thighs by which time I was making a puddle in the bed.

As he had done on my back, he moved to my head. Starting at my temples, he softly worked my scalp, then my face, my throat and shoulders. His hands caressed my neck and finally he cupped my breasts.

I groaned as he manipulated them. He was again kneeling astride my head, but his cock and balls were now dangling over my face. He worked his way down the front of my body taking command of my breasts, squeezing and feeling them up in a way that drove me bananas. My nipples were now like fiery hard pellets.

I was embarrassed that he was turning me on so much, but he knew what he was doing. He pulled and twisted my nipples rolling them back and forth, gently torturing them between his thumb and forefinger, until my pussy just gushed.

Slowly he moved down my chest and belly and invaded my pelvic area. I found myself spreading my legs, opening myself to him. His cock and balls were driving me crazy as they rubbed all over my face as he massaged my stomach. He acted as if he did not to notice what his cock was doing, as by now, it had gotten quite hard, expanding to about nine inches in length, almost twice its dormant size!

His balls rested on my nose and their heat warmed my face. As I opened my mouth to take a breath, his cock head slipped in. I was so mortified that Pablo would think that I was trying to suck his cock, that I lay still, hoping that he would pull it out and move on, but he didn't.

It was obvious that he knew that his cock was in my mouth because he began to slowly gyrate his hips. He changed the angle of his body slightly and eased his hips back and forth. I realized what he was trying to do but I couldn't escape as he already had half of his huge cockhead in my mouth, and he was pushing more in.

So concentrated was I on trying not to swallow his big cock that I didn't realize that he had reached forward and pulled my thighs upwards to my belly, pressing my knees to my sides and sprawling my ass and pussy lips wide open for his viewing pleasure. His tongue slashed my crevice, and I gasped loudly. Simultaneously, he stroked his cock, forcing the thick head further into my mouth.

As I began to gag, he paused and withdrew it only to plunge it back in again until his balls were finally pressed against my lips. Pablo then commenced to fuck my mouth and eat my pussy at the same time, causing me to go dizzy with desire. I had no idea how he managed to coordinate these two functions, but I grabbed his hard ass with my two hands and pulled him to me, forcing all that cock down my throat, and had the satisfaction of hearing him groan aloud.

I knew that I had him when his cock bottomed out and I licked his balls. He shuddered and pulled out of my mouth and squatted over my face letting his big balls rest against my lips. I opened my mouth and sucked them in, letting him "tea bag" me. I was like a mad woman, sucking and licking his crotch and nibbling the underside of his cock head.

He got even with me, though, by pulling my legs higher and tilting my ass to allow him to stab my asshole with his tongue. I quivered and tried to wail but my mouth was too full of his cock to make any sound. The only sound that I heard was

"Grruukkkk! gggrrkkk!

He coned his tongue and burrowed into my asshole as I shrieked or tried to, as he kept fucking my throat. He then reversed himself, held my legs wide apart, and located my dripping opening with his hard dick, not even using his hands for guidance. I knew what was coming next and had no intention of trying to prevent it. Silently apologizing to Jack for not sharing these proceedings with him. I moaned in anticipation and growled,

"Fuck me, Pablo, Fuck me!"

With one motion, he drove that thick steel bar deep into my cunt. I howled with the pain of the sudden distension, but the pleasure quickly overtook me as he began to pound. I was right about the power in those thick thighs because he pounded into me with such force that the bed began to sway and jump with the fierceness of his assault.

He made it clear that he was serious about fucking me!

He banged my pussy until it was wide open and wet. He pummeled it for all that it was worth. My ass danced as I constantly tried to position my canal to take the plunging of his fat cock, but it only served to help it sink deeper into me.

Suddenly from deep inside me a geyser erupted, and I screamed as the first full throated orgasm shattered me.

In the midst of my wild jerking and screaming, he reached down and grabbed my thighs, lifting them over his shoulders and immobilizing me so that I no longer had control of the positioning of my ass and he could take me any which way he wanted. With my legs on top of his shoulders, he slammed that thick Mexican burrito repeatedly into me, until my hole burned and his cock felt as if it reached all the way up into my throat. I was now too far gone to resist him, and hoarsely screamed,

"If you really want this pussy, Pedro, take it, fuck it, make it yours."... O my God, how he did!

My husband's number one fantasy was now going full throttle and that big cock that my husband wanted me to experience was now my ruler!

It made me act like a two-dollar whore and I totally immersed myself in the wanton sensation of getting boned!

Pablo fucked me hard, he fucked me long and he fucked me deep. He fucked me wide, every which way he wanted. He pounded me until my skin was soaking wet, my hair was every which way, my eyes were rolling back into my head, my belly was erupting, my pussy sloshed and gurgled. I was speaking in tongues and came so many times that I lost count!

The orgasms were coming-on like timed tsunami waves or connected like train cars as they roared through my vaginal station. I couldn't tell the difference, nor did I care.

I was wailing, clawing and hollering like a crazy woman. My ass jimmied from side to side as I tried to escape the deep plunges, but Pablo did not spare me. It was clear that he wanted to get all of his cock up in me, and so he pounded and pounded me mercilessly.

I became euphoric and found myself wanting to feel that huge salami sprawl me and give me all that my husband wanted me to get.

Pablo gave me all that and more.

He would stroke me until I rode the crest of an orgasm, then he would slow down, allowing the intensity to abate, then ramp up again and continue that rhythm obviously delaying his own orgasm. My pussy clutched at his cock as he rode me through several orgasms before slowing his tempo only to repeat the sequence over and over.

I was delirious when I heard him roar, and his cock jerk, battering the entrance to my womb. He yanked it back until only the head remained inside me and then with those powerful thighs, slammed it back inside my swollen kitty! I felt a searing hot pain followed by deep-seated pleasure, as my womb seem to open up as his great tool forced its way into my inner core. My God, it felt like he was actually now inside my uterus while shooting bolts of molten lava into me!

He came so much that his jism flooded my crotch. I could feel him squirting inside me as his cock pulsed and pulsed, until my belly felt that it would burst from so much cum because his cock was so big, there was nowhere for the cum to leak out.

He withdrew one more time for his final salvo, ramming all the way back up into me. Lightning shot from my pussy out through my asshole as I screamed and lost consciousness.

When I came back to earth, Pablo was still on top of me. He was fucking me again, but to my surprise, he was now inside my ass. I don't know how or when he got it in, but God did it feel good! He had turned me over, pulled my ass up so that I was on chest and knees doggy style, and was sliding his cock all the way up into my rectum.

I was never a great fan of anal sex and had never cum by anal sex before, but I was cumming now and I couldn't stop. My asshole was quivering, stretching all the way open, but the funny thing was, there was no pain. I grunted and jammed my ass back into Pablo's stomach trying to get as much of his cock inside me as I could. He railed me and I kept cumming and cumming and cumming.

Finally, he exploded again and rammed his cock so hard in my ass that I fell forward on the bed, bring him down with me. He stayed inside and when I hit the bed, the sudden stop made his cock plunge even deeper. It felt as if something inside me gave way and the eclectic mix of pain and pleasure catapulted me into outer space where I floated in uncontrolled delirium.

As he lay on my back, I could hear his rapid loud breathing which matched mine. Morpheus then put his loving arms around me as my body surrendered. I had no idea how long I slept but when I awoke, Pablo's cock was still locked tight into my ass.

When he heard me groan, he slowly pulled out, his cock exiting my asshole with a plopping sound. Cum drained down between my legs and for a few moments my asshole remained agape. Feeling like a wet noodle, took me into his arms and kissed me gently.

He feasted on my mouth as he had my entire body. I wrapped my arms about his neck, curled my thighs around his waist and we settled there, in silence, knowing that he had fully conquered me.

We knew that what had just taken place was something special. He had given me one hell of a dicking. I had never taken so much cock in my entire life, and he had never fucked anyone so intensely either. I was proud to know that I had taken all that he had to give. I knew then that he didn't do me because I was a tourist looking for cock but because he really wanted me. I made a note to thank Jack for his insistence that I not continue to assume that younger men didn't find me desirable.

Pablo rose from the bed, went to the bathroom and cleaned up, then returned and kissed me on my cheek and said,

"Mamacita, you are shore es-special."

I whispered with the only energy that I had left, "Pablo, you are too."

After he left, my husband shocked me by emerging from the closet, He was indeed present to observe my dicking. He climbed into the bed, took me in his arms and said,

"Do you still think that you're too old for him to want you?"

Knowing that Jack was more than aware of what had occurred over the last two hours was answer enough, and I ducked my head into his chest.

He chuckled and said,

"I told you that any man, young or old would want you. You are a very desirable woman."

He raised my chin and looked lovingly into my eyes and said,

"Now come let me reclaim my woman."

As he sank into me, re-staking his territory, I smiled, realizing that he had set the whole thing up, was present through the entire occasion and was absolutely correct in his assessment that I was still desirable. I was only too willing open to my legs again, offering up my tender pussy to the man who owned my heart.

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MY HUSBAND'S GIFT - THE INTERMEZZO

In part two, Ginny and Jack are going to broaden their sexual horizons by including others. Her self-image has improved enough for her to be comfortable with total public nudity and little did he know, he had created a monster! Pablo's desire and enthusiasm for her made all the difference in her world.

I hope that you enjoyed Part one. Get set to enjoy Part two.

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PART TWO

When I awoke after that wonderful "massage," I was weak, I was sore, yet euphoric, but somewhat afraid as to how Jack might feel in the light of day.

Would he think of me as a slut, a cougar or a whore? Pablo and I just didn't have sex, we had a no-holds barred fuck and I had let Pablo take my ass, something that I rarely allowed Jack to do. When he awoke and saw me looking at him, he knew what was going through my mind and he pulled me into his arms and said,

"Everything's fine, baby, I am so proud of you for having the courage to open yourself up to finding out if a younger man would really desire you. I hope that discussion is over now, and you can free yourself to enjoy life on your terms."

My eyes filled with tears as I hugged him.

"Jack Lawson, I want you to know that I love you with all my heart, and that all that I am and have, is yours."

He gave me a kiss that never ended until he had made me cum, riding his morning wood.

We showered together and went down to the restaurant for breakfast. Sitting at the table were Kiri and Matso.

"Hi guys. we missed you yesterday, they chorused.

We laughed and told them that we had met a friend and had spent the evening with him.

Kiri leaned over and whispered in my ear,

"Were you all doing something wicked?"

"You could say so," I chuckled.

"Oh man," she replied, "wish we could have been there."

We continued eating our breakfast and decided to meet at the beach. An hour later we were sitting under a large umbrella having drinks and talking like old friends. This time I was naked with my serape folded next to me not feeling too weird.

Kiri and Matso smiled as they saw me fully naked for the first time and Kiri whispered to me,

"Yesterday must have been some special day. Huh?"

"It was," I grinned, "It was.

We frolicked a bit in the ocean and Kiri and I dried ourselves off and sat back under the umbrella, leaving Matso and Jack talking and swimming. After we had dried off and refreshed our drinks Kiri said,

"Ginny, can I talk to you, personal-like?"

"Sure," I responded.

"Hope you don't get mad at me, but I like and trust you, so here I go!

Matso and I really would have liked being with you guys last night."

"Really?" I whispered back.

"Oh yes, Matso has hots for you, if you don't mind my saying so."

"No, I don't," I responded, "and you, do you like Jack also?"

"Oh yes, I like him too. We always want to be with older people but never find what we want in Japan. This is why Matso and I come here, hoping to meet experience couple we like. Young people in Japan too crazee. We prefer be friends with older people.

Kiri lowered her eyes and batted them as her face reddened. "Maybe I say too much? Hope you not mad."

"Not at all," I replied. "We had no idea that you would want to be with us, we thought that you would prefer to be with younger people."

"We never been with anyone yet," Kiri replied, "we want experienced ones to show us the way. Would you show us?" Kiri asked, "Matso and I talk about it. We trust you. Would you be free this evening if you'd like to be with us?"

"We have nothing special planned," I responded.

"Oh, then we have jacuzzi in our room," Kiri responded, "maybe you could come and have drinks and sit in jacuzzi?"

"Sounds like fun," I said, "Let me talk to Jack and we will let you know."

Putting a cute childish pout on her face she said,

"We really hope you come."

Jack and Matso came out of the water and maybe because I was being more observant, I noticed him eyeing me as he and Jack dried off. Perhaps he and Jack were talking about the same thing while Kiri was talking to me. I discovered later that they were, and he knew that Kiri would be talking with me.

When Jack and I returned to the room, before I could say anything, he said,

"Matso was telling me that he and Kiri are interested in being with us.

"Yes." I said, " Kiri was taking to me after we left you guys in the water.

"What do you think?" Jack asked.

"I'm game if you are. This might be a good time to get our feet wet as they aren't any more experienced than we are. Kiri invited us to soak in their private room jacuzzi. I told her that I would see what you thought."

"Well, I like Kiri, but she is so small that I wonder if she can take a good-sized dick."

"She can, if you're patient. with her as you were with me. Don't forget that an entire human being comes out of there."

Jack laughed and said,

"As usual you're right."

"And you. how do you feel?" he asked.

"You've got me on a roll now. I see no better time than this. I might be the one short shrifted as I am sure his cock won't be as big as Pablo's." We laughed.

"You might be surprised," Jack added.

When we saw Kiri and Matso at dinner, we told them that we would love to come visit them. Such an expression of relief crossed their faces that it was comical.

"Oh, Ginnny, we thought maybe you wouldn't come," Kiri replied. "We so happy to know that you come."

Dinner dress was all nude. The waiters had covered the seats with towels and all who wanted to come naked could do so. I was naked, now beginning to enjoy the freedom of appearing unclothed in public. I saw the stares of quite a few men and some women too and smiled to myself finally accepting my desirability.

After dinner the four of us strolled to Matso and Kiri's room. It was twice the size of ours. It was apparent that they were quite wealthy. Kiri scurried around in her white socks and wooden clogs, fluffing cushions and getting things how she wanted them. She had laid out thick towels by the jacuzzi which was located out on the deck of their villa. The resort had a fireworks display planned, and we viewed it as we sat in the jacuzzi sipping plum wine.

Matso sat by me as we chatted. His eyes seemed to feast on my breasts until I asked him if he would like to feel them. He smiled and I took his hand and placed one in his palm. He gently massaged it played with it and then started sucking it. I reached under the hot water and slid my hand up his groin to find a very thick appendage. He was definitely a grower because I had seen his cock at the beach, and it was nothing like what I now held in my hand. I fondled his balls which were small but that cock though short, was mammoth in width!

As it was now dark, I asked him to sit on the deck surrounding the jacuzzi, then kneeled between his open thighs and licked the head of that Japanese cudgel. I was only able to get it into my mouth by opening my mouth as wide as possible and I sucked him in as far as I could. He felt up my big breasts like they were oriental treasures. I concentrated on the area underneath his cockhead, knowing how sensitive it was, and soon, I felt his body shuddering as he gasped,

"Ginny!"

I knew that he was on his way to cumming, so I nodded to him and gave him permission to come in my mouth. The ejaculation was so strong that I could feel it pinging the back of my throat. He growled and thrust into my mouth as I sucked him dry.

Behind me I heard a muffled shriek and hoped that Jack was not trying to fuck Kiri in the tub with that big cock of his.

He wasn't, but his fingers had probed deep into her pussy, and she was trembling like a leaf as he held her and let her cum. It was amazing to watch her face go from angelic to devilish contortion and her nipples swell and lengthen to about an inch. Exhausted she collapsed in his arms, and we all slipped back into the hot water as both sets of fireworks came to an end.

Matso resumed sucking my breasts, but he also put his fingers to work. He was good and in no time had me mewling and shuddering as a thunderous orgasm had me convulsing in the tub. I stopped worrying about Kiri and Jack because given the thickness of Matso's cock, I knew that she could take him.

After soaking for an hour, we got out of the jacuzzi, dried off walked back into their room and sat on two large cushions on the floor. Matso hugged and kissed me as he kept feeling up my breasts. Jack meanwhile was lying on his back while Kiri straddled his head. He ate her until she howled, then he fingered her, adding a finger at a time until she took four.

Matso and I could hear her begging Jack to fuck her.

"Peese, Jack, let me feel your big cock, I want to feel it."

Aware of Matso's girth, I was no longer concerned about her ability to take Jack and decided to allow him to take her first as Matso and I watched. Matso retrieved a large jar of lubricant from their bedroom. Lovingly he creamed her pussy, sliding his fingers inside as Jack sucked her thick, inch long cherry red nipples. The sensation kept her juicing. Her cunt lips were as red as her nipples, and her tiny clit was like a fiery red bean.

I prepared Jack by stroking his cock with lubricant until it gleamed in the dim light. When Matso thought that Kiri was ready he directed her to climb on top of Jack and sit on his cock. I held Jack's cock and Matso guided a semi euphoric Kiri onto it. She lowered herself gently and we could see her pussy lips strain until they blanched. Slowly she rose and lowered her body gradually as painstakingly she took about half of his cock. We watched as she withdrew and then settled again gently stroking. Her body suddenly turned crimson red as a quaking orgasm rocked her. In the throes of ecstasy, she jammed hard on Jack's cock and as if something inside her gave way, she sank all the way to his balls. She shuddered but stayed down on his cock until the quaking stopped. She had never had such a long cock in her, but she stayed put as her tiny body accommodated.

"Now Jack," she whispered, "I ready... Fuck me!"

He slowly began to gyrate under her and we could see her writhe with ecstasy as he sank deeper. Jack rolled her over onto her back and her small feet rose up and locked around his waist. Slowly he ramped up and her pussy surrendered. She was whimpering and moaning but her hips kept rhythm to the downstroke of Jack's plunges. She suddenly dropped her legs so that the soles of her feet were on the bed and began thrusting upwards hard in time to Jack's downward strokes.

"Give it to me, hard, Jack," she squealed as Jack laid the wood to her.

Matso and I looked on in wonderment as her pussy yawed and stretched and she took every deep stroke that he laid on her. He slid his hands under her thighs and relocated her feet on to his shoulders. From our vantage position, Matso and I could see her cunt gape and ripple as he repeatedly drove into her.

"Ahhhh!!! oooooooooooo, Fuckaaameeee!!!!!!!!!!" she wailed and started squirting. Jack pressed deep into her, pinning her with his huge salami as he too squirted. They trembled together and slowly sank into repose. Matso and I looked on as they both gasped for breath. Jack's head dipped and Kiri's mouth opened to accept his kiss.

"Oh, Jeeezuss, that was wonderful," she gasped.

"You've got such a sweet pussy," Jack responded, "but it isn't little anymore!"

"Matso make me wide but not deep," she said, "but. you finish job, I now wide and deep."

They chuckled together as if we didn't even exist, all in a world of their own.

Matso and I looked at each other, both now red-hot. He turned me on my knees, pressed my chest to the cushion, causing my ass to raise and open and without hesitation, thrust that fat cock into me. He sprawled me wide open with his first thrust, and I was only able to take him because my pussy had been leaking long rivulets of oil which aided his entry. He fucked me like a man on a mission. I lost my mind as a rumbling orgasm roared through me. It didn't stop him. He kept fucking as I soared through the heavens. It was all I could do not to scream my head off.

As he slowed down, he reached around and flicked my clit, and I was off again. This time I was at a county fair where kaleidoscopic pinwheels whirled, merry go rounds twirled, calliope's whined and bedlam filled the air. He kept pummeling me and I could feel his cock pulsing as he had begun to cum, and as I was right on the brink of another orgasm, he slid a wet finger into my asshole and everything went black!

When I recovered, Jack and Kiri were watching us. Matso had withdrawn his cock from within me and although it was soft it was still thick. I curled up in his arms just as Jack had Kiri. We lay together on the cushions, as Matso and Kiri shared with us how glad they were that we had met. It was obvious that Kiri was still horny as she was playing with Jack's cock while we talked.

When he got hard, she climbed on top of him. It slid right in as she took all of him. She began a slow grind, and Jack lay back as she worked his cock with her pussy. That tiny woman could fuck!

As she leaned all the way forward, I could see that she had a large asshole. It was clear that Matso was a frequent visitor there. As we watched her ride Jack, Matso began to get hard, and he leaned forward to lick Kiri's ass. She squirmed and mewled. He lubricated his fingers and inserted two into her, and she moaned louder. As she lay on Jack's chest, Matso moved behind her and stuffed his fat cock into her rear hole. She paused to allow him to get fully seated and when he was, he and Jack began to double fuck her. That little woman closed her eyes and took more cock than many a woman twice her size.

Feeling left out, I slid my body in between Kiri and Jack and sat on his face. He began eating my asshole until I trembled. Kiri hugged me to her tiny chest and held me as Jack made me weak. She kept looking into my eyes as I began to melt. As my orgasm hit, I wrapped her in my arms and held on. Double railed, she began to climb up her own stairway to paradise too as both cocks kept reaming her.

As my orgasm surged, she turned my lips to hers and drove her tongue into my mouth. I had never kissed nor been kissed by a woman before, but we swapped tongues and sucked on each other's until we both collapsed in a post orgasmic heap as Jack and Matso emptied their balls into her.

We ended all collapsed together on the floor and rolled away from each other in efforts to regain our sanity.

Much later we showered. Matso showered with me and Kiri with Jack. We dried off and fucked-out and naked as we were, Jack and I staggered into the night air back to our room. We barely made it through the door before collapsing in bed.

The next morning, we dragged ourselves to breakfast. Kiri and Matso were already there. As we sat, the conversation veered to our last night's encounter. Grinning from ear to ear, Kiri complained that Jack had torn her pussy apart and she was still sore but loving every moment of it. I told her that she was not alone as Matso's salami had me feeling so stretched out that I was afraid that I would leak all day. We all laughed at our predicaments.

As we chatted, we realized that we were both leaving in two days. Kiri looked extremely sad, and her eyes teared up at the thought of departure. The four of us started trying to find something special that we could do to celebrate and cement our friendship.

It took Kiri to find something way out of the ordinary.

"Why don't we spend the next two days together," she asked. At first, we didn't see anything special about it until she said,

"Why don't we switch husbin's for the next two days? I stay with Jack, and Matso stay with you, Ginny, pretending to be husbin' and wife.

We all gave it some thought, and Jack replied,

"That may not be a bad idea to cement our friendship in a special way. It would involve a great deal of trust and honesty between us."

I couldn't help but smile as Kiri's face lit up at his response.

"If any of us wants to stop at any time, all we have to do is return to our partners and it would be over." Jack said.

"When would it start?" I asked.

As soon as we leave this table?" Kiri ventured.

"Right! we all echoed, as soon as breakfast is over."

As we left the restaurant Kiri and I announced that we would have to pack a bag and ran back to our rooms, leaving Jack and Matso grinning and shaking their heads at us. We returned in about ten minutes with our bags of toiletries and stood next to our new partners.

Our real husbands kissed us and taking the hands of their new partners we walked to our rooms. We must have looked like two odd couples as Kiri looked so tiny holding hands with Jack, and I was a head taller than Matso.

When we arrived at the room, Matso opened the door and ushered me in. I put my bag down in the bathroom, and he went to take a pee. I couldn't help smiling as I figured that Jack was probably doing the same thing.

Matso and I lay in the bed together, talking about our lives and families and experiences, including our fortuitous meeting at the resort. Worn out from last night's activities we both fell asleep. I awoke about noon all cuddled up next to him.

I went to the bathroom to pee and when I returned, he had awakened. As I lay down bedside him, he commented on how much he loved looking at my body.

"Isn't it too old for you?" I asked.

"Oh no," he replied, "you have wonderful body and not for a woman of your age, you have wonderful body, period!"

Somewhat embarrassed I shyly responded,

"Thank you, kind Sir."

He drew me into his arms and kissed me softly as if he had something precious in his arms. My heart filled with affection for him, and he hugged me, noticing my display of emotion. He stroked my back gently, kissing my ear lobes until I cooed. His hand found my large breast and he massaged it in his hand occasionally teasing the nipple.

He sucked it while caressing my back and sides and slid down my body, peppering my chest and belly with small kisses.

His hand slid lower, and his fingers parted my nether lips before he slipped two fingers inside me. He teased all around my clit making me pant with need before licking it with his tongue. I gasped when I felt the soft velvet massage which he followed up by sucking it entirely in his mouth and probing inside me in search of that damned spot which he found in short order and brought me to my first orgasm of the day. He held me until my shuddering ceased, then kissed me long and deep. My hand reached and found his thick cock which I began to stroke. He rolled on top of me kneeling between my thighs and said,

"Put him in for me."

I raised my thighs, took his rigid stump and rubbed the broad head between my lips to get it slick and wet and lodged it into the opening of my quivering hole. Knowing that he was very thick, he gently pressed into me, and it slid in about an inch and a half. He withdrew and pushed in again, advancing slowly and carefully until I felt his balls kiss my asshole.

He lay still on top of me, and I wrapped my legs around his waist, as together we could feel me loosen to welcome him. I slipped my hands behind my knees and lifted and pulled my legs back and up as far as I could, to help my pussy open as much as it could. When he felt my inner walls loosen their grip he began to stroke. He wasn't more than six inches deep in me, but I was stretched taut, as he gently eased in and out.

Slowly he increased the rate and intensity of his thrusts, and I felt the rumble of that high-speed train roaring down the track loaded with multiple orgasms. The last thing that I remember thinking before the first locomotive thundered through the station was how that little Kiri could take all of this dick. When it roared through, I was off into la-la land, wailing.

"Ohhhhhh Shhhiiiittttttt!!!" I screamed as he commenced to fuck the brakes off me.

When I regained my senses, he had pushed my thighs back to my stomach, opening me up like I was preparing for childbirth and his cock was pulsing hot cum deep inside me. He kept trying to push it as far up in me as he could. My heart was in heaven and like Mark Anthony said at Jullius Caesar's funeral, I had "to wait until it come back to me!"

Gradually the earth shifted and i regained a foothold. His cock softened and slipped from within me, and he rolled as we both sucked air trying to regain our breath. He held me in his arms and said,

"I hope that you enjoyed that because I wanted to make it something to remember all of our life."

"Oh God, I most certainly will," I gasped, "this is unforgettable."

After regaining our composure, we got up. I fixed my hair and face and without washing anything away we held hands and walked to the beach. People who saw us must have known that we had just done fucking because we got a lot of smiles as they passed by.

When we arrived at the beach, Jack and Kiri were already there. They were bobbing up and down in the water, Kiri was facing Jack with her arms around his neck and legs around his waist as they rose and fell with the waves. I had a fleeting moment of jealously, thinking that Kiri was taking my place, but it soon vanished as Matso led me into the water and slid his hand slide between my thighs. We waved to them, and they waved back. The intense look on Kiri's face let me know that Jack was fucking her.

As we neared them in the water, we exchanged greetings. I leaned toward Kiri and teased,

"Are you fucking my husband in front of all these people?"

Kiri grinned and responded,

"No, I fucking my husbin', he be your husbin' tomorrow!"

We all burst into laughter, absorbing the fact that these lewd words were coming out of a once demure Kiri's mouth. It was clear, that both she and I had changed in ways too profound to even contemplate.

As they separated, the men pushed away to take a short swim, and she asked me,

"How you dealin' with Matso's fat cock?

"I'm getting used to it," I replied.

"Take lot of gettin' used to," she laughed.

"And you, how are you coping with Jack?" I asked.

"Getting used to it too, he fat and long, long but he very patient with me. He change all things I hear about black men. You have very nice husbin".

"I know," I replied, I love him with all my heart."

For the next few moments, we floated in silence, each of us contemplating the blessings that we had in both our relationships.

"What was your first time with Jack, like?" Kiri asked.

"I am from Alabama in the US where black men and white women hardly interact socially as equals. I met Jack when we were in college. The first thing that he actually said to me was,

"Girl, you got some magnificent titties!"

"I was so mortified, I wanted to slap his face, but we were in New York and that would not have played up there, so I huffed, glared at him and walked away. Every time after that whenever I saw him, he would never say anything but made it clear that he was ogling my tits and just stand and shake his head. One night at an outdoor concert I got shoved in the crowd and my breasts were squashed against this guy's back. He turned around and I saw that it was Jack. When he saw that it was me, he smiled and said,

"You don't have to sneak up behind me to assault me with those things, you know that I love them."

The expression on his face let me know that he enjoyed the experience and I couldn't help laughing as I pointed my finger at him and said,

"You keep this up and I will let my daddy know how you are treating his daughter."

In a flash he caught my hand and sucked my finger into his mouth. His tongue twirled all around it making my stomach and pussy churn. I yanked my hand back as he laughed. I smacked him softly on his arm and he embraced me in the middle of the crowd. I melted with the feel of his hard body against mine as my girlfriend stood open-mouthed beside me.

When he released me, she said,

"I though you hated him,"

"I do," I said, "I did."

After that we started to meet secretly, until I decided that I didn't care who knew that we had a thing for each other and we began to date openly. The first time that he took me, I was shocked at how big his cock looked, but he was gentle, and patient and I've been living in heaven ever since.

My mom and dad paid me an unexpected visit at school one weekend and saw him bringing me back to my room. Dad almost had a seizure seeing me with this black guy, but mom calmed him down by telling him that I needed the experience of getting to know people of different races. She told him that she did when she was in college. The smile on her face told me that perhaps she had done more than simply talk to black men.

After graduating, I took an apartment in New York and mom used to visit me often and sometimes would even, unbeknownst to my dad, renew many of her old acquaintances with black men that she had dated while in college. As a result, when Jack asked me to marry him, this was little protest from my dad."

And you, Kiri, how did you first meet Matso?" I asked.

"Our families grew up together and I was pledged to Matso as little girl. I like other guy but know we couldn't marry. At flower festival one evening, we sneak in bushes, and he feel me up and make me suck cock. Cock was really tiny and he cum all over my clothes. Good thing it was night, and I could sneak home and change before parents see.

Next day, I asked Matso to show me his cock. He was surprise, but he humor me. It was big and fat and I fell in love with it, and we get marry."

Ginny laughed so loud that other people nearby turned to see what was so funny. Only she and Kiri knew the cause.

"On wedding night," Kiri continued, "when we had sex for first time, he took time with me, use lot of slippery stuff and when he finally get in me, I cry but not let him come out. He stay in until bleeding and pain stop and then fuck me gently. It was so nice, I made him do it all night!"

We collapsed with laughter again. Jack and Matso came back and seeing us in hysterics asked what was so funny.

Kiri gasped. "Girl talk, just girl talk."

When they guys returned, we packed up and walked back to the resort. Kiri and I walked in front holding hands and chatting, Jack and Matso walked behind adoring our asses. Matso loved looking at my lush behind, and Jack lusted after Kiri's small but well-defined cheeks. I guess its true that opposites attract.

We separated when Jack reached our building. He took Kiri's hand, and they walked in the entrance. Matso and I continued to our villa.

As is often the practice, the General Manager invites some of the guests to his table at dinner. Jack and Kiri were a couple that was invited. The other couple arrived leaving only two seats unfilled. Right before the dinner was to officially begin, we were the last couple to arrive. Jack and Kiri smiled with pleasure not really expecting us.

During the dinner, the GM chatted with the couples and asked Jack and Kiri if they knew Matso and I. Jack replied that we had met at the beach and had gotten to know each other while at the resort.

The GM, who was Chinese, danced with all of the ladies at the table and when he was dancing with me, he asked if Matos was really my husband or was it, Jack. I asked him why he was asking, and he responded that he and his wife were doing just that.

He pointed out a beautiful Chinese woman dancing with a very handsome East Indian man both of whom were also at the table and said that she was really his wife, playing the role of the Indian's wife for the week. The elegant African woman at their table, who he had introduced as his wife, was actually the Indian man's wife.

I laughed and said,

"You pegged us right, Jack is my husband and Matso is Kiri's husband, and we have exchanged spouses for the last two days."

"How do you like it?" the GM asked.

"Very exhilarating," I told him. "It has taught me that race is really no issue between people unless you make it one. We are all pretty much the same if you let us be."

"That is so true," the GM replied.

After dinner was over, we walked back to our rooms. Matso and I made slow. gentle love. We both came twice and fell asleep in each other's arms. Jack told me later, that he and Kiri did the same except that she wanted him to have her ass, so that she would know how it felt to have a cock go deep in it. After being satisfied by Jack, she cuddled in his arms, and they too fell asleep.

We awoke early in the morning as our flights left in the early afternoon and met as usual for breakfast. If someone were really paying attention, they would have noticed that the Kiri and I didn't leave with the same men that we came with.

We stopped when we arrived in front of our room to bid each other goodbye,

hugging each other and stealing little kisses. Kiri whispered to Jack,

"Goodbye, my husbin."

Matso, hugged me tight and whispered, "We'll be lookin' for you when we return to America next year."

I replied, "Yes husband, I hope to see you again."

Jack and I stood in front of our room holding hands and watching as Matso and Kiri walked into the crowd on the way back to their villa. Before they disappeared, they both turned and waved. We waved back and they disappeared.

"Well, woman' Jack said, "you ready to return to being my wife?"

I turned and kissed him and said. "I never stopped. I'm not the same woman that came here. This one is more in love with you than ever. Thank you for this gift, I will always treasure it."

Holding hands, we walked back into our room to get packed for what for me, would be the beginning of a new perspective on life!