All My Sex I Do Not Understand Ch. 02

Lisa and I had been married for about 12 years before she actually started fucking other men, in front of me. She was a fitness instructor, and she taught classes both to men and women. She was tall, and had long legs. Long blond hair. Women did not especially like her, but long before we actually started fucking other men, there were always guys who were trying to seduce her. She would tell me about these guys, and for a long while it just made me jealous. She also told me that when she was a freshman and sophomore in college, she would go out dancing on the weekends, and have her pick of whomever she wanted to fuck. She told me she would sometimes fuck a different guy each weekend night.

We talked about all of this for years, and eventually she made it clear that even though she loved me, she also wanted more variety. She also said that when she was in college, several of the guys really knew how to use their cocks, and she thought if I watched, I might learn something. We talked and talked and talked about this. After a while, my jealousy subsided a bit, and I admitted that I wanted to watch her seduce and fuck other guys. But.... we lived in a small town, and this just was not happening in our small town.

This went on for a while, we had kids, ect. By the time we were 32-34 years old, the kids were old enough for grandparents to take care of them for a few days, and we planned a vacation to Mexico. Of course, we talked endlessly about her desires, and she asked me if I was really OK with her fucking other men. The more she talked about it, the more I wanted to see this happen.

The week before we left for our vacation, I wrote a letter to Lisa to assure her, and the letter went something like this...

Dear Lisa,

Thank you for letting me know what you need. I know it was not easy to bring all of this up. I am so very excited about our vacation, and I hope we can work things out. What do you plan to wear, on vacation? Will you be going out on your own, or will we go together? If you go out by yourself, will you tell me all about it, when you return? I am sorry that I can't satisfy you.

She wrote me back.

Dear Richard, thank you! I am hoping to finally get some sexual satisfaction. I have been needing a better fucking for years, sorry that you don't know how to satisfy me! And I am hoping that you will learn to be a better lover. I cannot guess what is going to happen this vacation, but I do feel that you are being supportive. Also, I will let you help me dress. And yes, you are allowed to watch me at the pool, and at the nightclubs. We can work out the details later. Also, I may want to tease you, so DO NOT be surprised if I refuse to have sex with you unless and until I find what I am looking for. No sense in you getting relief if I can't get any relief. You understand?

And I did understand.

The week before we left, we had a lot of job duties, and child care issues. We had to drive everyone down to Chicago, to drop the kids off, and to get our flight to Mexico. And it started on the way to the airport. We changed clothes at my mom's house, and then drove to the airport. Lisa had on high heels, and a dress which came down to her ankles. But once we were in the car, I discovered that underneath the dress ( which she removed in the car) she had on a much skimpier dress, which barely covered her ass. In the front, it covered her panties, but really, just barely. She looked at me and said "give me some space and see what we can figure out" I had no idea what she meant. But eventually we boarded the plane, and it was full. We got to our seats, I took the window seat, Lisa took the middle seat, and then, all of a sudden, it started. I young man sat down next to Lisa, and he said "hello" while looking down at her barely covered breasts. Lisa said "hello", and then she ignored me. The young man asked how she was, and made small talk. Eventually, he looked over at me, and asked her if we were together, and she said that she had no idea who I was. They continued chatting, and eventually he bought drinks. He asked her what she was doing down south, and Lisa said she was going to a bachelorette event. He asked her if she would have time to go out for a drink during the week, and she told him "Yes" Then I heard her say "Weddings always make me feel so frisky"

I guess that was all he needed. Lisa and the fellow exchanged hotel information, she had to stand up to get into the overhead compartment, and as she was standing and stretching, her little dress hiked up her ass, showing her panties. As she was trying to get back into her seat, she lost her balance, and the new guy accidentally seemed to run his hand up her thigh, to help her. She managed to get back into her seat, but not before I saw him run his hand under her dress. She smiled at him. They talked for the rest of the trip, and she assured him that she would see him. The plane landed, we got off, and never did see him again, but that is how the trip started out.

We made our way to the hotel,, and checked in around noon. As we went up to the room, I started to get stomach cramps, and then diarrhea. Like lot's of diarrhea. I was in bed, and just running to the bathroom. Lisa went out to the balcony, with the tiniest bikini on. She was reading a book, when

I heard her talking to someone else. It was a Canadian, and she stood up to show off her body. Apparently, on our floor, there was a group of Canadian men who were there for a sales meeting. There were Canadians all over the place. She told him that she was there with me ( her husband) but that I was having stomach flu. He said that he had a room mate, and asked if they could stop over to meet us. Lisa invited them right over. I was lying in bed, but Lisa was walking around in her bikini. The Canadians said they were there with a group, and at a seminar. They asked Lisa if she wanted to go out dancing, in the evening, since I was sick in bed. Lisa looked at me, and smiled. I nodded my head, and she said "pick me up at 9:00"

They headed back to their room. I just did not feel good, and was mostly sleeping, and then going to the bathroom. I was pretty sick. All afternoon, she kept talking to me about what she was planning to wear. Then, she went out onto the balcony in a skimpy leotard. As I remember, this leotard had very high cut legs, with just a strip of material over her pussy. She was outside, with her legs up on the railing, reading a book. I heard her whispering and I realized she was talking to the Canadians. He asked her what she would be wearing tonight and she first looked at me, then she looked at him and said " I will be wearing my high heels, a white dress and a pair of panties". Then she asked him if he wanted to choose her panties, for the night. She made signs to indicate that I was sleeping. He said, "Yes, let's see what you have in mind." She came back into our room, looked at me and put her index finger to her lips, telling me to be quiet. Then, she took off her black leotard. She found a bikini top which barely covered her nipples. Then, she slid on a little pair of panties. She came over and whispered to me " you are sick, and I have been wanting something more, and this week, I am going to fuck and suck as much as I want. When I come home from my date, I will tell you all about it."

Then, she went back to the balcony and sat down in the chair, put her feet onto the rail, and asked her new friend "do you like these panties?" Then, I saw her pull the panties to the side, closed her eyes, and started to play with her clitoris. Every now and then she would turn her head and look at me.

Lisa and I went to dinner, I did not eat much, but she was very hungry. After dinner, we went upstairs, to get her ready for her date.

I was still having diarrhea. She was trying on panties. Finally, she found a skimpy pair that she liked.

She told me to get on the floor, on my knees, and put them on her. I was still pretty sick, but I did it.

She found a white minidress to wear. It was very short, and just covered up her ass. If she moved at all, her panties would appear. Then, she found a pair of high heels. By this time, it was close to 9:00pm

The guys arrived at our door, Lisa called out "don't stay up, go to bed and get some sleep, don't worry about us!"

They took a cab to the bar and dance club. She said it was full of people. They started drinking, and dancing. She said the guys would switch off, and she was dancing with one guy at a time. She said that they had their hands between her legs, and into her panties, and she was also feeling their cocks. After a while, she said that a "beautiful black guy" spotted her in her very short minidress. He put his index finger up, and used his finger to draw her in. She said he pulled her close, right away, and started to kiss her ears, and put his hands on her ass and panties. They were only dancing for a few seconds when he said to her " I need to fuck you right now, let's leave your friends and go." He kept on kissing her neck and her ears.

They walked back to the bar, where the two Canadians were watching. The black man looked at them and asked them which one was her boyfriend. They both shrugged. The black man looked at her and again said, "I need to fuck you, let's get out of here" The three of them were standing up around her, and she was sitting on the bar stool. They were all asking her to take off her panties, they wanted to see her pussy. So, she says that she first took off her high heels. Then she stood up for a second, to pull her panties down a bit. She says she sat back down, and asked her black friend to take them off. And he did. And he smelled them, and then gave them to one of the Canadians. She said she sat on the stool, and spread her legs wide, pulled up her minidress just a little so that all three of them could watch her. Her black friend then said " last chance for a the best fucking of your life"

Lisa said "no" which was probably a good idea, not going off with a strange man in a foreign country. He left, probably looking for another tall blond woman to fuck. But he kissed her mouth before he left. She said at this time, she was very horny, and it was getting late. The three of them popped into a cab and came to the hotel. As I said, we were up high, on the 22nd floor. They entered to lobby, and the elevators were around the corner from the front desk. No one was in the lobby except for the clerk.

They went to the elevators, and Lisa says that they were all mushed together, kissing and feeling. She says that one of the guys unzipped the back of her dress, and then it fell to the floor. She still had on her high heels when the elevator arrived. There was a nightclub on the very top floor.

Our floor was the 22nd floor. She said that they hit the buttons for the fifth, the tenth, the fifteenth, the twentieth, and also the 22nd floor.

Lisa says she was in the back corner, with her two hands on the rails, leaning back. Peter was on his knees licking her pussy. When they hit the tenth floor, the door slowly opened, and Mathew took over. She says the elevator door was slow. The elevator door stayed open, and they could hear people coming down the hallway to get in. Matthew got up, expecting people to come running in, but the door closed just before the group of people got there.

It was slow going, and the guys kept changing off between stops. They did the stop at the twentieth floor, but the elevator stopped unexpectedly at the 21rst floor. When the door opened, Mathew was on his knees, and Lisa said she was having an orgasm. There was a young couple at the door, going up to the night club. They did not say a word. They just looked at the three of them.

Lisa says they all looked at each other, but Mathew kept licking her pussy. The door stayed opened for a long time before closing. She says she kept having orgasm as that door slowly closed. Then the elevator stopped again at the 22nd floor. The door opened, and they looked out into the hallway. It was all clear, and they walked down to the open balcony at the end of the hallway. The balcony was open, and overlooked the ocean. There were lights on, in the balcony area. There were couches, and chairs. But it was late, and no one appeared to be around. Lisa says that they then started the real fucking. She held onto the raid, and they took turns fucking her from behind. First Peter fucked her, but when he was ready to cum, she said he pulled out, and Mathew began. She says that they could hear doors opening down the hallway, but they were out of sight, of the hallway. The guys switched back and forth until she started to have more orgasms. Then, she says, they could not hold back. One guy came into her pussy, she says that she turned around and the other guy shot his cum all over her stomach and thighs. She says she kissed them both, and they went down the hallway to our rooms. When I opened the door..... I saw the three of them. The guys looked at me, and told Lisa that they would like to see her tomorrow. She had cum dripping between her thighs, and down her stomach. We both went into our room.

She told me to get on my back, in bed, and I did this. She took off her high heels, and climbed into the bed. She got on top, and she told me all about her night, as the cum dripped all over my cock, balls, stomach, and thighs. She rubbed it in, and said "this is what you always wanted" and she rubbed their cum all over my body. She then said " you are sick, so go to sleep, and we can talk more in the morning"

She went to sleep right away. But I could not get to sleep for a long time. Even though I was still sick, I was hard and very very jealous.