Summer vacation. Part I
November 1st, 2008A husband goes on vacation with his wife and they are hitting the Turkish beaches, the wife is dressed like a slut and immediately becomes the center of attention among Turkish horny guys…
It was April and we had summer ahead. That meant soon she would get at me about having no clothes to wear for vacation. Sure she had dresses, jeans, blouses and other stuff but… She would say that all she had was old and worn and she just couldn’t go on a vacation like a ragamuffin!
So, I had to organize a trip to Turkey, find a good hotel for ten days and, what was the most important, to provide clothes for my beauty. She wasn’t as pretty as before but at the age of 32 she looked like a 24 year-old girl. She had short brunette hair, gorgeous neck, big grey eyes and nice figure, maybe she was just a bit plump. If she put on a few kilos one could say she was fat but actually she did sport and paid a lot of attention to her figure. Her breast was not big but very nice, with small nipples. And her pussy… When she shaved her tuft it really looked virgin. But my darling was very experienced in sex…
I worked hard to earn enough for buying all the things she needed. I wanted to make my wife look like a real whore. To be frank she wasn’t very faithful as she’d been fucking with a young guy for two years. I’d given my consent for that being aware she would have done that anyway, even without my permission.
One day I told her we were going to clothes shops. I asked her to put on the thongs and jeans of the smallest size she had and forget about a bra.
We arrived at a boutique, looked at the choice of garments but bought nothing. Then we drove to another shop. I noticed very short shorts of white fabric and gave them to my sweetie to try on. I kept on looking for something to go with them. While she was in the changing room I found a white cotton tank top. It was very light and made of stretch. I expected her nipples to be visible through it. So, I took them to the changing room where my wife was waiting for me.
She was standing in front of the mirror with the shorts on, straps of her thongs were seen.
“Take off the panties!” I ordered.
“But I’m not going to wear them this way!” she protested.
“Why? It’s not a skirt! Nothing would be exposed!”
Saying that I looked at her and understood that if she bent a little her vulva lips would be clearly seen to everybody around! However I told her nothing about that. She pulled the panties off and put on the shorts again. I gave her the top and she put it on her bare boobs. O-oh! It looked fantastic! You should have seen her wearing that! Nipples showed through as if they were not covered at all and at the very beginning of her slit the fabric of the shorts cut into her lips.
“Not comfortable. Very tight!” she was trying to set the shorts straight.
“It’s Ok! When you wear it twice they will stretch enough.”
I asked her not to change the clothes.
“I want you to wear it now. Get used to it. And let others see how beautiful my wife is!”
I paid her a compliment. She blushed.
When she left the changing room wearing her new shorts and the top the shop assistants were green with envy. We paid for our purchases and drove to the next boutique.
In the third shop I found an austere black dress that covered just my woman’s bottom. It had a cut behind up to the divide between the asscheeks. And we chose black high-stiletto shoes to suit the dress. Then we bought thongs and decided she needed no bra as she was pretty enough not to wear it.
The shop we drove next had a white dress which was a little longer than the black one we’d purchased before but it was very low-necked too. And of course the thongs, fully transparent… Besides I selected a golden chain for her black dress. It was long, up to her waist. So, it seemed that my wife had nothing under the dress just this chain. We bought some other items and soon went home.
When we came home she started trying on her new garments. I watched her and my phallus was so erected that I climaxed immediately after thrusting into her pussy.
A few months later in September we went to Turkey. My beauty put on her white shorts and the top. When we were leaving our city it was cold there but on arriving at Turkey we noticed how hot it was in this country. Going out of the plane I observed the Turks were staring at my wife, her breast and crotch. Her tits sweated a bit and the fabric of the top became transparent. She noticed that and told me:
“Oh my gosh! My boobs are bare! I think I better put something on …”
“Good idea! And then you’ll die of the heat… No! You’ll get accustomed to it. As for your bare breast… Let them have their mouths watered!”
“Aren’t you afraid that somebody will kidnap and fuck me like a prostitute?” she asked.
“It is the very thing I want!” I wished to tell her but said “No! They’re cowards!”
We hailed a cab and drove to the hotel. On the way the taxi driver ogled my slut wife.
When we arrived at the hotel all the Turks stared at my wife. We entered the room and she went to take a shower.
“Shave your pussy! We’re going to the beach!” I said and prepared her a little surprise.
When she left the bathroom I pointed her at the clothes lying on the bed. She began dressing up. The swimsuit included only panties that were so small that could hide only her pubis and two thin strips went to her bottom. No bra.
“You’ll sunbathe without a bra!” I answered her silent question.
She put on her white dress over the swimming costume. And of course her nipples were seen. I put on my trunks though it was not easy as my cock was too rigid at that moment. We took a bag with different stuff and walked to the beach.
On the beach we chose deck chairs and lay down. My wife couldn’t make up her mind to take off the dress.
“Don’t be a fool! Take it off!” I bellowed at her a bit.
She pulled off her dress and remained in her panties only. They were of silver color. If she had known what was going to happen she wouldn’t have put them on…
As soon as she took of the dress a few Turks paid attention at her literally ramming all her holes with their eyes. My spouse lay on her belly with her ass up. Then she felt hot and decided to have a swim. I followed her to be able to control her actions. In water I pinched her nipples and vulva lips. When we were leaving water I looked at her panties and felt satisfied. The fabric was wet and it exposed her swollen vulva lips to the locals and tourist. My beauty didn’t notice that and lay with her boobs up sunbathing. O-oh!!! All the men and women either fixed their eyes at her pussy.
As the fabric dried it became non-transparent and everything was usual again. Suddenly a shadow lay over me. A man came up to us and in English offered to play cards. I got interested and agreed. His name was Ainsley and he worked here as a guide. He promised an excursion for us that made my wife very happy.
We played preference. The game was complicated and long. My wife decided to have a swim again.
“Go alone. I don’t want. The game is interesting.”
I refused and kept on playing cards. She rose and moved to the sea. A couple of moments later I looked around the beach and saw a strong tanned Turk followed her.
“Aha! Let’s see what’s going to happen!” I thought to myself and continued playing.
I sat a bit aside to see my wife better. The Turk was swimming near her. Then I paid attention to the fact he was rubbing against her. But she left the water in a hurry with her face red. And again she noticed nothing wrong about her panties. Lying next to me she said something but I didn’t hear and ignored her.
Ainsley and I had drunk a couple of beers when my wife told me she was going to bathe one more time. I gave my consent saying I’d do that later. The same Turk followed her to the water again. A few minutes later I noticed he was embracing my darling from the back touching her tits. They were obviously standing with their feet on the bottom for I saw my whore bent a bit forward as if she was lying with her boobs on his huge hands. I realized the Turk was drilling into her twat already! Then I noticed them swimming in this position…
To distract me from viewing that Ainsley suggested me visiting a restaurant the next day and we started discussing the matter. Soon my swetie appeared with a smiling face.
“It’s so nice!” she said.
“Ok, I’ll bathe now and then we’ll go to our room. I need to have a sleep” I replied and went to the water.
While I was swimming Ainsley was paying his addresses to my wife. I don’t really know what he’d told her but when I came up to them she was eager to go to the restaurant.
In the hotel I told her I’d seen her and the Turk fucking in the water.
“Look! He’s so strong! He just swam up to me from behind, gripped my boobs and began whispering something. I relaxed and then his big dick penetrated me. Then he would enter me so deeply that I moaned being afraid somebody would hear me. I felt very confused being rammed in front of everybody… Are you angry with me?” she asked.
“No. Did he fill you?”
“I guess no… I’ll have a look now…”
She wanted to slid away from me into the bathroom but I didn’t allow her. I grabbed her hand and pushed onto the bed.
“I’ll check it myself” I said and pulled the shorts off.
Having moved the strip of her thongs aside I saw a big hole and sure the semen was flowing of her.
“He shot it into you!” I pretended to be angry.
“Oh, God! I don’t want to become pregnant again!” she got frightened.
“Wash your lower parts, Turkish whore!” I ordered her.
She rushed to the bathroom. I lay on the bed and crashed out.
Suddenly I felt I was being shaken and my wife’s voice informed me:
“It’s time to go to the restaurant! Wake up!”
I turned to have slept until the next evening. I think it was the climate that affected me so much. And my wife was brisk. I looked at her and my cock became hard. She put on the black dress with a cut behind. No panties or bra. A golden chain under the dress. High-heeled shoes.
“Wow! You look gorgeous! Are you going to work?” I asked her smiling.
“Stop it! You’ve chosen this dress, not me!” she said as if she had put it reluctantly.
I put on shorts, as it was very hot and I couldn’t even think of pants, and a light T-shirt. It was time to meet Ainsley at the entrance of the restaurant.
He had been waiting for us for long as we were late. When he saw my slut wife his mouth opened…
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November 5th, 2008 at 10:21 am
very good
November 5th, 2008 at 10:22 am
very good to go through and enjoyable