Beads
October 11th, 2008It’s going to be a nice vacation for this couple and the husband doesn’t mind sharing his wife with the black boy…
It all happened because of the beads… Once my wife and I had a vacation on one of the Caribbean islands. It was really hot and boring…
As soon as we arrived we contrived to get sunburn and now we had nothing better to do but sit in the shadow of our bungalow far away from the beach. I was entertaining myself by putting shells into my wife’s swimsuit. She was reading a love story and didn’t pay much attention to me just shaking the shells off lazily. Local vendors were wondering along the beach offering T-shirts and costume jewellery. They’d been pestering us for two weeks. They would come up to us every five minutes and left us only when we were on the point of killing them. The best way to avoid that was to ignore them.
And now again one of them noticed us and approached. I turned round and pushed a shell into my wife’s swimsuit again hoping he would feel shy to come closer seeing what I was doing.
- Hi, Mr.! Good price!
“He is young” I thought but didn’t look back at him. I kept on touching my spouse’s breast pretending I hadn’t heard him. But I felt he was still here. My wife was reading ignoring both of us.
Having waited for a minute more I looked back discontentedly and saw a black guy of about 18 years old with a tray full of beads, chains and other stuff of this kind.
- Good price, Mr.! – He repeated and came closer.
He was watching us impudently rather than offering his goods. I sighed and thinking about how to get rid of him reluctantly took ivory beads from his tray.
- You look pretty! – I said putting the beads to her. She looked at me sideways but said nothing. – They fit you really, - I added pushing one end of the beads into her bra.
- Stop it! - She waved away. – Why don’t you hang it on yourself?
I put the beads on me and looked at the guy. I don’t know if he liked it or not but suddenly I felt ashamed. I felt sorry for him and wanted to buy something. I started to examine his tray with a wry face when I noticed he was staring at my wife.
My wife was a pretty blonde. She was 40 but looked better than many women at their thirties.
I began watching the chap making sure more and more that he liked my wife though she was old enough to be his mother. He was goggling her shamelessly and then I had an idea to make him even more confused. I looked round to see if nobody saw us and put one end of the beads into my wife’s bra.
- Very good! – I winked at the boy, pulled the bra down and exposed her brawn wrinkled nipple.
She squirmed and glanced at me reproaching. Then she thought a bit and covered herself with the book. I moved the book aside offering the guy to feast his eyes upon her. He smiled broadly to show he understood my joke. I took a silver ring from his tray and hooked it to her nipple. My wife’s eyes flashed fire at me but the boy was still smiling. I liked his ingenuousness. I pulled the second nipple out and taking two more rings began playing with them. Her nipples were hardening very quickly with my fingers on them.
- Hey, what are you doing? – She couldn’t restrain herself any more. – Others can see it! – She looked around cautiously and barred herself with the book.
But the black guy and I still had an opportunity to enjoy the sight. I wasn’t bored any more. I pulled the bra of the swimsuit down and freed two big tits. I began playing with them and the presence of another man made it even more exciting. His eyes were wandering on my wife’s body. As for her she still couldn‘t understand what was happening, she looked either at me or her breasts and the guy.
- Honey, spread your legs, please, - I asked her.
- Are you insane? – She protested straightening her bra. – How do I look in this situation?
- Stop talking! – She sighed and moved her legs apart slowly exposing her crotch hidden by the fabric of the swimsuit.
I passed my finger over it pressing down a bit. My wife twisted nervously. The fellow didn’t move away. He opened his eyes widely and his smile faded. And I felt my cock was becoming hard. I wondered if he had an erected penis too but could see nothing as the boy was wearing wide pants. My wife pretended to be reading the book.
- He likes you! – I teased her but she kept silence. – Isn’t he nice? – She looked at me expressing her resentment and nodded.
I realized if all that continued in the same way I wouldn’t be able to rise with such a huge lump in my trunks. I put the jewellery on the tray, stood up and set for the house offering the guy to follow me.
- Where are you going? – My wife was surprised.
I opened the door and enjoyed the coolness of the air in the room. We had air conditioning in the cottage. My new friend stopped at the porch being afraid to enter.
- Darling, don’t you want to join us? – I called my wife.
She looked at me and turned away.
- I’m waiting, - I had to repeat.
She delayed for a moment and then stood up reluctantly. She came into the room.
- What’s next? – She asked me but I embraced her half-naked body, pressed to her with my erected phallus and gave her a soul kiss.
My spouse squeezed her lips at first but then gave up and responded to my kiss. I looked out of the cottage and then waved to the black fellow. He was standing at the porch and I had to take his hand and pull him into the room forcefully.
- Air conditioning, - I tried to explain my actions to him.
Then I paid him for his beads. He hid the money in his pants and kept on standing as if nothing was wrong with it. We couldn’t understand if he wanted us to buy something else or just liked us.
- Put it on, he wants to look at you, - I gave my wife the beads.
They were too long, so she had to wind them around her neck twice.
- Looks nice! But they would look even more beautifully if we take off the bra…
- Why should we do that? – My wife protested again but then unhooked it.
I must notice we used to have a lot of sexual experiments with my wife during our married life including group-sex. So, she was not shy at all. But now when we remained alone in this room the situation seemed to be clearly ambiguous. I helped her to take off the bra and she turned to the guy who started smiling again. I waved her piece of clothes above my head. He continued smiling as if it was the only thing he could do. But we understood each other. My wife was still looking disapprovingly at me covering her breasts with palms. I had to take them away showing our guest the beauty of the white woman.
I put my hand around my wife’s waist and caressed her boobs with my second hand. My phallus was as hard as a cock. She bent her head to me.
- This heat has driven you mad! – She whispered. - Are you going to fuck in front of him? What if somebody knows about it?
- Don’t say anybody. We’ll have an adventure and he’ll have new experience.
Our lips joined in a kiss again, this time she responded immediately. The kiss was very passionate indeed. I went on pawing my darling in full view of the guy and then at last I put my hand into her panties. She didn’t resist and even parted her legs wider. I felt she was leaking. The chap was watching us.
My digits were working skillfully in my wife’s crotch and soon she was moist all over. I removed my hand and beckoned our guest. He probably felt shy as he didn’t move when I waved at him. I took his hand and pulled him to us. He approached and I passed his hand squeezed in a fist over my wife’s breast. She distinctly moved back a bit but I pressed his hand even harder and began circling it. She started breathing faster. The boy’s fist unclasped and lay on my wife’s tit. A minute later the guy himself was touching her soft flesh.
- Do you like it? – I whispered into my wife’s ear.
Her face was crimson.
- Give him your boobs… Let him touch you… - I told teasing her.
I knew she liked obscenity during sexual games.
The guy was fondling her tits rather confidently and she evidently liked it. She wasn’t moving away as before, on the contrary he was moving towards him. I moved aside and turned the air conditioning off as it was cold enough already. It was so quiet and only the sound of hard breathing and jingling of the beads was heard. I was watching them from the side and rubbing my phallus through the trunks. My wife put her hand on the guy’s palm pressing it to her.
I waited for a minute or two, then came up and pushed their hands lower reminding them a woman had some more interesting spots beside breast. The fellow lowered his hand willingly and put it on her panties. Now she resembled a statue: she was standing still and he was stroking her pubis through the fabric. I observed it with interest. His thin dark fingers were touching her bulging parts.
She moved a bit forward to him, spread the legs wider. He took the hint and his digits went between her thighs.
- Do you want this? – She asked me without turning her head to me.
She didn’t wait for the answer and tossed her head back and closed her eyes. The tray with jewelry that was hanging on the guy’s neck stood in the way. I pulled it demonstrating that it would be better to take it off. The guest understood me, took the tray off and gave it to me. Now he had his both hand free for my wife. I put the tray on the table and pulled the trunks off.
The guy was exploring my wife with his hands and she was moving her thighs rhythmically as he caressed her. Judging by her face she was very sexed up. I approached to her from the back and pulled the remains of the swimsuit down. She threw it aside with her foot.
The guy stopped for awhile being afraid to touch woman’s nudity. I was standing close to him jacking off my phallus and watching his face. My wife never shaved her pubis and I liked it a lot. But even through her hair you could easily see her big vulva lips. Now they were swollen from desire. The view of them made the fellow embarrassed.
My darling couldn’t wait for long and pressed his hand to her twat. She began fondling herself with his palm and moving her ass shamelessly.
- Yeah, black guy… Caress the real woman…You can paw me… - I heard her whisper. – Finger fuck it!.. – She continued embracing him and pulled him to her as close as it was possible.
- Doggy fashion is the best for you now, - I broke their idyll. - Let him get to know your cunt closer.
She turned round and stood on her fours sticking her ass out lustfully. I spread her buttocks showing the guy her crotch.
The young man stood spellbound looking at my wife’s gorgeous twat with moist lips. Then he dared to explore it carefully with his fingers. I noticed he was shivering a bit. Lowering her head my wife was watching him pretending to be a patient whore.
- Touch her here… - I demonstrated the guy her clit massaging it slightly.
She reacted immediately moaning and moving her thighs. The guy liked it much. He smiled again and started jerking her nub making my wife twist with enjoyment. From time to time he gave me a glance as if waiting for my approval. I helped him thrusting my fingers into her vagina rhythmically and soon incredible climax consumed her. All the time while she was coming we both caressed her until she collapsed onto the floor.
When she recovered her breath I turned her on her back. This position affected our guest greatly and he pulled his light shirt up and then took off his pants revealing a small black cock with red head. Very unexpectedly I felt jealous of my wife.
Meantime our hero climbed my wife holding his shirt. She moved her legs apart, then spread her vulva lips and helped the guy to push his penis into a deep hole. My darling embraced her partner, moved her hips a bit forward and his dick slid into her with a smacking sound.
They began fucking. My wife was moaning with pleasure as if she’d been waiting for that for a long time. His cock was too small for her (it was twice smaller than mine), that’s why each thrust was accompanied by smacking and squelching sounds, moreover it was evident that air penetrated her pussy easily and when it was pushed away by the penis the sound resembled farting. It was so obscene and at the same time funny that all three of us began laughing. As for my wife she was laughing and moaning simultaneously.
- His fiddlestick is too small for my violin, - said my wife (she used to play in the orchestra).
- I guess it’s a contrabass rather a violin… - I corrected her and pushed my cock into her mouth.
Now she was being rammed from both sides.
- The beads really suit you… - I made a late compliment but my wife probably didn’t hear it as a new wave of orgasm consumed her.
The black guy shot his cum into my wife’s cunt. Later we had to wash her vagina in the shower because we hadn’t planned she would become pregnant from a black man. Fortunately the hand of our friend wasn’t big either and he helped me a lot in washing. I think it is worth to mention that she had one more orgasm in the shower. When the guy left she confessed he’d managed to touch her womb.
So, our vacation was nice and we liked the people very much…
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October 13th, 2008 at 1:01 am
True story about my wife brunet with a sexy body 34-DD bra and good looking. She likes alot of different men for sex. Yes I know she dose it and, it turnes me on. When she gets home usually around 12 or 1 am She comes in and gets in bed with me, the first thing we do is have oral sex, she is usually really poreing cum by then . After having sex only a few munutes earlier. I must say she gets my dick so hard I really have to hold back,while she is sucking it. We have regular sex then, and I must congratulate her and tell her it is the best sex I have ever had!!!!!!! I told her to keep up the good work, she has a fantasy of satisfying 10 men one right after the other, I think this will soon hapen I know a softball team that really gives her the attention, when this happens I want to be no. 11, it will be super juicy just the way I like it. Let me know now what you think and I will let you knoe more. DOC