A Vacation for Three - Day 01

Both of us were ready for this trip. Not an actual vacation, but a few days at the beach. I'd met Ron at the beach we were going to, and we had both fond memories and places we treasured. We'd fly down, rent a car, and stay at a friend's beachside condo. And I was looking for more than a few days at the beach; our sex life needed revving up!

I selected a few things in that vein; some very erotic lingerie, a few particularly sexy items of streetwear, and two bikinis. One I've worn before, skimpy but suitable (barely) for family-friendly places like the public beach and a brand new one that barely held my C cup breasts and exposed my entire ass, to wear on the private beach behind the condo. Ron's eyes bugged out when I modeled it for him. So the revving up kinda started before we even left home!

Spontaneous, immediate sex, yank my bikini off, and fuck me against the wall sex! Not Saturday night, we're here, so let's do it, sex. Exciting but... only one of us came, and that was disappointing. But hopeful... And then there's the dress I chose for the trip. Again, not the most appropriate perhaps.

"Jane, are you wearing that on the plane?" Ron wanted to jump my bones again, but I made him behave... we didn't have time, but he thought it was hot! The online ad listed it as a "cami wrap minidress". Lavender, sheer and silky, almost backless and very low cut to expose cleavage (obviously I couldn't wear a bra!) and so short I had no choice but to wear panties that covered my butt! Fortunately, I had a pair of silk and lace panties almost the same color! Ron couldn't keep his eyes off me in the back of the cab to the airport.

"Baby, I can see most of your tit from the side!" he whispered. I smiled.

"I think that's the idea, Hon.. It feels like I'm wearing nothing!" He nodded in agreement.

"You look like you're wearing nothing." He slipped a hand into my dress to caress my boob and I gently moved his hand back out.

"We'll be there in a couple of hours and then you can fuck me cross-eyed!" The driver's eyes leaped to the rear view, but Ron growled.

"That's my wife's tits you're staring at! Eyes forward, Mister!" Ron has a pretty good build, and with a polo shirt stretched over him, he was pretty sexy himself. He tipped the driver when we got to the airport, "No hard feelings, buddy. Can't blame you!" We took our small suitcases in and got checked in. Of course, even with security, we were early; Ron had to practically undress, and I was almost ushered through by the smiling security people. I guess I chose better clothing than he did! And having those uniforms practically panting over me turned me on!

Once Ron got his belt and shoes back on and caught up to me, he was a little peeved, grabbing my hand and pulling me toward our gate. "It's not fair. Just 'cause I can't flash my tits at them!" I laughed and tugged him toward a lounge

"We've got time before we board, why don't we kick-start this holiday with a drink?"

"I'd follow that sexy ass anywhere!"

I had a fuzzy navel, and he knocked back a scotch. "Just what I needed after that security line!" I kissed his cheek

"You have to be more patient, Baby1

"In that dress, you're asking a lot of a mere mortal. At least three hours until I can have you! You, uh, wouldn't consider... joining me in the bathroom on the plane?" I gave him a look, and he knew I wouldn't. Not that the idea bothered me in principle, but because of the realities. No way we could both fit in the little airliner toilet. No way to discreetly get in there together.

"If you're nice, I'll ask for a blanket!" On our last flight together I'd asked for pillows and a blanket and gave him a handjob under the cover. But that was at night, the lights dimmed, and many passengers were asleep. In daylight... could we get away with it again? I glanced around and seeing no one particularly paying us any mind and feeling daring I flashed him a boob.

"Oh, when we get to Al's you are getting so fucked!"

We didn't end up with a blanket, but we both had little cocktails. "I better lay off the booze," he declared. "I gotta drive pretty soon!" I was a little disappointed in his reasoning, sound though it was. He didn't want a drunk driving arrest, but he didn't mention that booze could turn him limp...

The car was a sexy convertible, perfect for a drive to the beach. The breeze blew right into my dress and more than once I saw Ron looking at my tits as the breeze exposed them.

"Watch the road, Baby. You've seen my tits plenty of times!"

"Not out in the open like this!" He grinned.

The condo was a smaller one, only half a dozen two-story units with balconies upstairs and patios under them. There was a pool, which always struck me odd at beach places; the ocean's only a hundred yards away! We seemed to be the only people staying based on the lack of cars. That was fine with me; I wasn't here to socialize. There was an ornate iron gate to get in, and Ron had the keys to get us through. Just inside the breezeway, there was a sign with the beach and pool rules. The usual things: no glass in the pool area, grilling only in the provided barbecue grills. But the small letters were dwarfed by larger red ones.

PRIVATE BEACH RESIDENTS ONLY

NO TRESPASSING!

CLOTHING OPTIONAL

"Well! Al never mentioned that!" I smiled. Looks like I overpacked! I won't be needing either bikini!" Ron looked at me with unrestrained lust.

"Let's get inside! I've been patient long enough!" We both laughed, and I ran out to the courtyard with him behind me, slowed by our suitcases. "If we're the only ones here, why don't we do it right here?" He growled down deep in his throat like a bear.

"C'mon, girl, before I do just that." We got in the door and didn't even look at the downstairs, but headed right up the narrow stairway to the master bedroom, laughing like teenagers. He tossed the suitcases to the floor and came at me!

I barely had time to unhook the button behind my neck to let the dress unwrap me.

"Goddam Jane, I've had a hard-on since you put on that dress! If I'd have known how easy it was to get it off of you..." Like the other day, he grabbed me up tight and kissed me. My tits mashed against his chest!

He let go of me and stripped naked quicker than a bunny, which gave me a chance to save my delicate panties from being torn off my ass! He grabbed me again and tossed my laughing body across the bed. My eyes widened as he approached because he seemed bigger and harder than he normally would be.

He dove between my legs face-first, hanging off the side of the bed. Now this was more like it! He clutched my ass and stuck his tongue into my cunny while his nose bumped my clit!. I was quickly riding on clouds, more because of the circumstances than his technique. He was as inflamed as I was, and his wild man-tonguing was exciting even if he wasn't exactly hitting all the right spots!

"Oh God, Baby! Oh yes!" I encouraged as I pushed his head down onto my muffin! When he was ready, there was no holding him back! He stood up and lifted my hips off the bed and pushed himself into my slobbery quim! I crossed my ankles behind him and he fucked me vigorously! And I came! I swelled tight around him as a good, hard orgasm rolled through me and made me cry out! I swear my outburst echoed in the bedroom.

That wild cry was followed up by Ron's guttural grunt and I felt him throbbing and pumping his hot cum inside of me! I let my legs flop, and he lifted me more onto the bed and lay beside me. "Whew! You're amazing, Baby!" I cuddled against his hot body. Yes, I am, I silently agreed. We snoozed for a bit, then got up to bathe and get dressed for dinner. There's an old-fashioned, long elevated pier with a restaurant at the end, glassed in and set so the sunset makes a spectacular dining experience. It's one of those places we've come to since we met. And it was probably the only place we would go where my "naked" dress wouldn't be too much, but it also probably got us a window table and just in time to enjoy a spectacular sunset over the water!

And then our waitress appeared. I immediately noticed her beauty, and I didn't have to ask Ron if he did. She was tall and slender and blonde, with blue eyes and prominent cheekbones. Her white blouse was tight over her breasts, her tummy flat as it descended under a narrow waiter's apron, her hips swelling out a black pencil skirt. Shapely legs in black stockings.

"My name is Allie, and I'll be taking care of you tonight. What can I get to start you folks?" She was looking at me when she asked, not at Ron.

"A bottle of Pinot Grigio and an order of Bay Shrimp appetizers." We had them before and found the spicy tidbits delightful... She had two leather-bound menus tucked under her arm.

"I can tell you've been here before," She said brightly. "Do you need menus?" Ron spoke up, but her eyes and mine stayed locked. "We'll have a look." With a flourish, she presented us with our menus.

"I'll be right back," she moved off to place our order. Ron had noticed the attraction between us.

"I think she's hot for you," he grinned.

"It's the dress," I teased. "Haven't you noticed everybody just falls over for me in it?"

"It's my hot-ass wife! Wanna?" His eyes hinted at mischief beyond fucking me again.

"Are you suggesting I seduce her? A threesome like that time in New York?"

"Think you can? I do. And the two of you all wrapped around each other would be hot as molten lava!" I did think she was very sexy, and it appeared that she found me sexy too. When Allie returned a minute or two later with the wine, she turned our glasses over but didn't give Ron a taste first, but poured my glass and then his.

"I think you'll enjoy this selection. I'll be back with your appetizer in just a moment!" Again, she appeared to be more into me than Ron. We opened our menus, though we knew we'd be having the stuffed spiny lobster.

"That's not the house wine," Ron noted. "It's a premium listing," And when she returned with the ceramic tray of shrimp, I swear there were twice what there usually were. She put her hand on Ron's shoulder and smiled at him, then at me. "Do you need a minute, or are you ready to order?" We ordered and she took the menus, "just be a few minutes! Enjoy" We tore into the shrimps and I was certain she'd double-ordered for us.

"She seemed to notice you this time," I teased my husband. He laughed and gestured over his loud Hawaiian shirt.

"It's the shirt."

I licked my lips and gave him a sultry look, "It's not just the shirt, stud!" The food was every bit as delicious as we remembered, and the brilliant orange sunset made the experience complete. Allie was attentive, both to our glasses and to us, and by the time she cleared our plates, she'd managed to touch or brush against us both, more than perhaps necessary to simply serve us. When she brought the leather folio with the check and stepped away Ron looked over the tab.

"She didn't charge extra for the wine," he said and scribbled something on a cocktail napkin to tuck in with the credit card. She appeared and collected it quickly.

"What was that?" I asked, but I suspected I already knew.

"An invitation, dear." When the folio came back for him to sign the ticket, the napkin was gone.

"Well, Jane, the ball is in her court!"

Al's generosity included a stocked bar, so as we fixed ourselves screwdrivers and drifted out onto the balcony to enjoy the breeze, the moon, the stars, and the calming rumble of the waves, Ron nudged me. I looked at him and he gave me a quiet expression. I realized that two people, very naked, were running across the patio to the hot tub. A man and woman settled into the illuminated water, and after a moment, they started the jets.

I whispered in his ear, "I wanted to use the hot tub!" He chuckled but said nothing. I looked back at the couple. Their faces were shadowed and their bodies mostly hidden beneath the swirling water, but her breasts were visible, her nipples seemingly very dark in the pale greenish underwater light. Almost immediately they began kissing, and his body obscured our view of her large buoyant boobs

I was ready to let them have their privacy, but Ron held me, "Just wait." And as we watched, she stood up and then sat down on the rim of the tub with her legs spread wide as he moved to go down on her. I leaned close to Ron's ear.

"They're making love!" I whispered urgently, and he nodded yes.

"We've got some time. Let's watch!" I hadn't exactly forgotten about our possible guest, but our voyeuristic adventure had my little undies damp. As we watched, she leaned back, bracing on her outstretched arms, and occasionally we could hear her moans as her lover ate her out. It had been a long time since we'd been in a hot tub, and that had been in the "honeymoon" room of a hotel, the tub surrounded by mirrors and facing a round bed. No one to watch unless there were hidden cameras.

But we had a fine view of her as she squeezed her big boobs and rolled her head in ecstasy. I don't think she came; unless he was superb, they simply hadn't been at it all that long. Admittedly, though, doing it in the hot tub, outdoors in the moonlight might have added spice. Ron's hand moved to my ass and that was exciting...

Again, she stood up and turned to lean over the hot tub's rim, and he stood up too.

"They're fucking," Ron husked and it was my turn to nod. The man was thrusting into her with a furious pace, and we watched transfixed for what felt like a long time. She made several loud moans, perhaps in orgasm, before he grunted like he'd been punched in the belly and collapsed on top of her back. Ron pulled me back from the railing, where we might not be seen when they got out of the tub.

"That was fucking hot!" Ron said gruffly as he kissed me and fondled a tit through my dress. I nodded and kissed him hard, sucking his tongue. I was so hot right then I could have fucked him right there!

"Patience Jane," He said, still teasing my breast. "It's almost time!"

"If she didn't just throw away the napkin. She must get propositioned all the time!"

"She didn't. I could tell. She'd do me, but it's you she wants! Me too!" It didn't help me that I was horny anyway and Ron was finally pushing all the right buttons! We stood just outside the master bedroom in the dark breeze, kissing like teenagers. I vaguely heard a sliding door shutting hard; our lovers getting under cover.

"It's twelve-thirty. She should be here any time!" Ron announced.

"She might be late, even if they close at eleven, she might not get to just leave." I'd worked as a waitress myself years ago, and even high-end waitresses have duties beyond cashing out.

"She'll be here, she wants you, Babe!" And he was right, of course. She buzzed the intercom at a quarter of one, and Ron buzzed her through the gate, and we met her at the breezeway door with hugs and kisses. She was dressed more casually in a black minidress that showed off her figure much better than her uniform. She tasted like apple candy as I kissed her.

"Can we get you something? Wine? Something stronger?" Ron asked.

"If you're having something," she said sweetly. Her blue eyes stayed on mine, a contrast with her dark hair. At the restaurant, her lovely breasts didn't stand out in her uniform, but in her sleeveless minidress, they bulged upward enticingly. She smelled sweet, like fruit.

"Ron, why don't you fix us something fruity?" I said, my eyes as fixed on her as hers on mine. Ron nodded; he knew from the start that Allie was more into me than him. I slipped my arms around her and pulled her close. "You know my husband is going to want some too, don't you?" She nodded, her eyes closed.

"I know. You first, Jane." I kissed her long and passionately, and she moved her hands over my sides and back. I snuck a peek at Ron and saw her standing at the bar, staring at us kissing. When I let her lips loose, she looked a little glassy-eyed.

"Oh Jane," she breathed. Ron got his brain back on track and quickly made three rocks glasses of something darkly orange. I took one as Allie did, and Ron lifted his glass, "To the three of us!" We clinked glasses and sipped. Mango nectar and dark rum; very tasty. I nodded, feeling my tummy go warm. I giggled, and they both looked at me.

"We completely forgot our drinks upstairs!" Allie looked at me questioningly.

"We took drinks upstairs to watch the night sky and never really touched them!" Ron chuckled.

"We did have a... distraction." Again, Allie seemed to want to know more.

"C'mon, dear. We're going to end up there anyway!" I took her hand and led her up the stairs with Ron behind us, undoubtedly looking up our short dresses.. I led her out onto the balcony where our first round sat on the rail, the ice melted, and the tops of them, watery.

"What distracted you?" she asked, and I pointed toward the now dark hot tub.

"We watched a couple making love down there," I said, letting my hand settle onto her sexy butt. Ron stood on her other side with a hand on her shoulder. I'll give her credit for smarts; she turned to him and kissed him as she had kissed me as he'd watched. And I won't lie; there was a strong feeling that he's MINE in my mind. But I also knew that, like that time in New York, this was a special, shared thing. I wasn't cheating on him, and he wasn't cheating on me. We were cheating with Allie, and she was a far sexier girl than the one in New York!

She looked from him to me, then over her shoulder to look at Ron again.

"Unzip me?" In seconds, her dress slid down her body. There she stood, bare-breasted and wearing only a tiny black thong. I undid my dress and in a moment, Ron had two nearly naked women standing in front of him!. She embraced me, her face against my cheek. "You're beautiful, Jane!" Her breasts were hot against mine, her breath hot over my ear. "Love me, Jane!"

She leaned back and I leaned in to kiss her tanned breasts and sucked a nipple. I'm not sure how we didn't fall, but somehow she ended up sitting on the cushioned sun lounger behind her. Her hands found the waistband of my panties and pulled them down my legs, and then she raised her bottom so I could pull her thong off.

Ron, by then, had stripped and stood watching us, his erection pointing upward and his eyes wide and dark. Allie shifted a bit on the cushion and dragged the cushion from the lounger next to her so I didn't have to kneel on the tiled flooring.

I knelt between her sleek legs, looking up at her. Her muffin had a pronounced cleft but only a tiny dirty blonde puff of soft pubes. Her tummy was tight and flat, her navel deeply indented. Her tummy rose and fell with her breath, and her small, round breasts and tiny pink nipples too. Not a tan line on her, and in the moonlight, she seemed very darkly bronzed.

"You're gorgeous, Allie," I breathed huskily as I brought my lips to her taut inner thigh. I noticed Ron moving around, I suppose to get a better view of me as I dragged my tongue along her skin. I teased her thighs, getting closer to her pussy, to her delicate pink labia.

"Mmmm she moaned softly as I licked her, tracing her edges and teasing her with my long tongue. Russ was now sitting on the lounger beside us, watching closely as I drove the girl closer to orgasm with my tongue. I couldn't pay much attention as I tickled her clit with my tongue but I glanced up once to see him bent to kiss her, a hand on her breasts. I slid my tongue down over her puckered little butthole and heard her moan into his mouth.

I half expected him to try to get his cock into her mouth but he couldn't manage because of the positions. I was in my bi-space, eating this lovely girl's pussy and ass, bringing her to hip-humping my face, on the edge of coming before changing my teasing. Sometimes flicking her clit, sometimes dragging my tongue flat over her. Sometimes tongue-fucking her tight little holes. Ron had changed positions again to kneel on the bare wood of the lounger so he could lean over her chest and suck her long pink nipples. Her juices and my saliva dripped down my chin.

"Oh God, Jame!" I pushed my fingers into her pussy and sucked her clit, and she cried out! Oh fuck!" I felt her muscles tighten around my finger as she violently rocked her hips..

"I think you made her cum, Baby!" Ron chuckled. Her head nodded, but she was breathing too hard to speak. After a minute or two, she held her arms out to me, "Oh Jane..."

I got up, but the lounges were too narrow to be good for two. When she had her arms around my neck, I raised her to a sitting position. Ron got up, probably glad to be off his knees.

"There's a big, soft bed in there," I said, "Room for all three of us." She nodded, and Ron helped us upright. She took my hand and Ron's, and the three of us went into the bedroom. I turned on the light on the nightstand. Ron took her in his arms and kissed her, and she ran her hands over his sides and back. I pressed my breasts into her back and reached around her to cup her breasts. I got close to her ear, stuck my tongue in it, and whispered "Suck his cock..."

As if she'd practiced, she slid down him, between us, so that I took her place at his lips. Very quickly, my man was making little noises into my mouth, and I could feel Allie moving between us. I stepped back to watch this beautiful young woman sucking Ron's cock. There was that he's mine twinge again, but it was also erotic as hell. That's what I look like sucking his cock!

Ron made a strangled grunt and his legs trembled and knew he was straining not to cum. I wanted this girl, and I knew that he'd be at least a little while getting hard again when he did. After all, I'd gotten her off, and she was getting him off... I wanted mine! I know several tricks to speed him along. One of the fastest is to slip a finger up his butt while I blow him. Not as easy when she's blowing him. Plan B then: I sucked on his nipple, adding just a tiny nip to his tiny teat!

"AAaagghh!" That was it, I knew. his cum-growl. I knew he was spewing his seed into Allie's mouth! He staggered back and sat on the bed, his cock slick with spit and milky thick cum, and already going soft."Oh shit..."

I helped her to her feet and kissed her, tasting his salty jism in her mouth. "Now that he's done for a minute..." I whispered, and she nodded."I want to make love to you, Jane... I want to make you cum the way you made me cum... I want you to cum on my face!."

We had to share the bed, and Ron was taking up a chunk of it, and flopped back across half the middle of the bed like a big, grinning dog. But it was a very big bed and the two of us climbed on the bed, I upon the pillows and she on top of me. Warm and soft and light, her legs between mine in a parody of the missionary position, our breasts pressing together, my hands exploring her back and bottom, our tongues sliding and dancing together. I could feel my wetness creeping down to drip onto the sheets. She bites my lip, a sweet sting that brings a whine from my throat.

"Let me love you, Jane." She squirmed herself down my body slowly, letting me savor the drag of her nipples on my skin, her breath hot on my nipples

Her tongue was hot and wet on them, but she did not suck on them, did not bite them as she had my lip. Down my tummy, pausing to tickle my belly button with her tongue. She looked up into my eyes, then slid down until she was completely between my legs, her face mere inches from my hot and drooling quim.

Ron, by then, had roused himself and gotten up to drag a chair over by the bed. Het settled himself to watch as Allie's fingers rubbed the edges of my pussy, smearing my juices around. I glanced at Ron, hunched over for a better look, his hand idly cupping his freshly spent cock. I only got to look for a long moment because Allie's fingers slipped into my pussy and I flung my head back into the pillow.

She began it tongue me, teasing me as she fucked me with her fingers. I could only lay back with my eyes closed. She must have been incredibly flexible because her fingers in me didn't prevent her from tonguing my asshole, then after bringing me to the ragged edge, she returned her tongue to my throbbing clit.

I'm not a quiet lover; I was moaning and grunting and occasionally whining, and with the balcony door open, I'm sure anybody in the courtyard could hear me. That it had to be nearly three am didn't occur to me; I was again about to cum!

And she had me gauged so well! She pulled her quim-slick fingers out of me, and I wanted to scream in frustration. I snatched my head to see why and saw her sticking her fingers into Ron's mouth! "Your wife is delicious... you need to taste her... get up! Taste her!" This gorgeous little girl was ordering my husband around, and he was doing it! They lay side by side between my widespread legs and she guided his head to my pussy. "Stop when I tell you!"

He's been eating my pussy for years and while his technique and hers are very different he knows what he's doing. With his finger buried in my butt and his tongue flicking my fat clit like a hummingbird wing I was moaning and writhing again. "Stop!" His finger withdrew, and I wanted to scream again!

"Please Allie... let me cum!!" Ron was moving back to the chair, and his cock was already recovering. She got up, kissed his cheek, and whispered something. Watching her return to her place between my legs, she again made eye contact.

"Are you ready, Babe?" I nodded, and this time she was almost aggressive. She pushed three fingers into my clutching pussy!

"OH FUCK! FUCK!" Ron leaned over me and took a nipple between his lips! Her vigorous finger fucking and flicking tongue on my clit very quickly returned me to that ecstatic, near-orgasmic state! "Oh PLEASE LET ME CUM!" I cried.

Moments later, my whole body jerked in hard rippling orgasmic waves as my pussy squirted right in her face! I never felt her fingers leave me, but I saw her raise up, my girl squirt dripping from her face. She came up to me, still dripping, and hovered over my face, drops falling onto my face before she kissed me. Now it was my cum I tasted!

After swapping girl-cum and spit, she rolled off of me and onto her back beside me. "My turn, big guy. Fuck me like you own me!" I turned on my side, watching Ron as he leaned over her to kiss her lips and then her stiff pink nipples. He wasn't rushing to stick his cock into her, kissing her flat tummy and moving down her body much as he moved on me during our lovemaking.

It was fascinating to watch, like a porno come to life seeing my husband beginning to give this lovely girl head. That jealous little voice in my head is telling me she's getting what you get, but I refuse to let it get to me. Ron's head moved subtly as he licked her, and I knew my inner voice was right, but that he was not nearly as delightful a pussy-eater as she is! Her sighs and moans grew deeper and louder. I took a nipple between my lips and gave her just a bit of tooth, to make her hiss...

"Yessss!" Ron might have taken this as his cue to fuck her and perhaps it was. I moved aside as he mounted her, knowing that he'd poke blindly before finding her. How often has he poked at me getting positioned? But find her he did, pushing into her in a rush.

"Woof!" escaped her mouth as he filled her all at once with his throbbing cock. She had specifically asked for it! I watched his buttocks clench as he pulled back and drove into her, again and again. Fucking her like a paid piece of meat rather than as his beloved spouse. Knowing his strength and stamina, I almost felt sorry for her as he pumped himself inside her!

He was vigorous, holding himself up on his arms like he was doing pushups and her tits shimmying on her chest. Her little grunts and gasps, and occasionally making small whimper noises, turned me on. I touched my nipple, then my twat, still wet from her attention.

Time ceased to have meaning but Ron reared up and growled, and I knew he was cumming inside her sexy pussy! "Ooh fuck yeah!" I didn't need to ask Allie if she had cum; she had cried out and dragged her nails over Ron's bad and now she simply lay there, her eyes closed and a sweet smile on her lips.

Ron flopped off of her between us with the sun just beginning to lighten the dark sky outside. Allie snuggled against him from one side, and I dragged a sheet over the three of us and snuggled him from the other, and sleep overtook us....