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About 5 months ago as I write this, my wife and I were about a week into a planned 10 day getaway at a very nice five star resort in Cancun. Now this was not one of those wild resorts you read about on adult websites as my wife and I are not swingers or even players, but it was one of those very nice all-inclusive but only over 20 (no children) places. We have enjoyed it in the past on our honeymoon. We have currently have 2 children ages 3 and 5, and so this was our first vacation without children and honestly we were both ready for some general fun just together and also for a chance to recapture (re-live) the honeymoon spirit. It was really a great trip up to this point and we were really enjoying our time together and felt (and acted) like newlyweds the whole first week. When we weren’t together, I played golf or fished, and my wife spent time shopping, playing tennis, reading her romance novels, or just laying out at the beach getting a tan, which she really enjoyed since it was winter back home. She loves having tan lines and sitting getting a tan is one thing young children make very difficult.

Let me tell you a little bit about my sweet little wife. We started dating her senior year of High School about a month before she graduated and married after we both finished college, where I played football. My wife is a slightly smaller than an average woman about 5'3" maybe 112 pounds, blond hair but with small 34B very firm titties and a butt and legs that any twenty year-old would envy. She works hard to keep in shape running probably 30 miles/week and working out at our gym regularly and it shows; she still has the body she had when we got married even after the two kids. She then also has a face, bright smile, and flirty fun personality to match that body. She is the type men who see her for the first time do a double or triple take and the men who know her while still loving to ogle her will seek her out simply to hang out and have some laughs with her. I have always somehow enjoyed that she just attracts the attention of other men, I know she loves me 100% and she knows I am not the jealous type and can enjoy letting her be her free flirting self. Personally, I think that’s one of the main things that attracted her to me - I wasn’t like previous jealousy boyfriends who always cut her off from being herself but let her be her. We have had a the wonderful life together. On this trip to Cancun, she has generally was able to loosen up a bit, changing from what I call her at home “Mom” one piece bathing suit mental state to her “I am a young woman on vacation” skimpy bikini attitude. I guess what I try to say is since we were away from home, part of her fun was that she no longer had to be in “Mom-mode” - She was enjoying being sexy, definitely still enjoys getting noticed and loves feeling like she’s young hot babe again but beyond being a flirt she really is quite conservative sexually.

After about a week there, I seemed to be in a special quirky mood – we didn’t make love that morning and I had golfed most of the day (poorly, I might add.) She said she did a little shopping, read, and worked on her tan. Anyway, I suggested we sorta dress up that night and go out for a really nice dinner and do some dancing. She too liked that idea and then responded by dressing in my favorite sexy Red dress that clings to her figure showing off her nice firm B Cup tits and her fabulous figure (IE, curves) and, while not an extreme mini, looks especially good with her black lace thigh high nylons. It’s very much my favorite whenever she wears it and she knows the whole time I’m walking round semi-hard, my tongue wagging, and wrapped around her finger like the horny teenage boy that’s trapped inside any middle man would be. My wife also must have been in an especially horny mood this particular day too as she was exceptionally very flirty and sexually playfully during the day when we did see each other. Over wine at dinner, she suggestively told me she had been special shopping that day and to expect a surprise that night. Now this normally means new lingerie and a wonderful sex night and this knowledge did not do anything to decrease my inner teenager at all which I am sure was her intention. .

We had a great dinner with wine. I was very aware of all the waiters, busboys, and universally every male we encountered doing at least one double take when they saw her. As I told you previously my wife generally enjoys this type male attention and tonight with the alcohol we were consuming probably especially so given her mood. We decided to go to the club at our resort so we could continue drinking and not have to worry about transportation and it was one of the more poplar dance clubs in the area anyway.

When we arrived, there were not many people there yet so we had our pick of tables so we picked the best table with four seats that was close to the band, the dance floor, and the Bar. We enjoyed some more wine and had danced quite a bit both fast and slow. On the slow songs, she’d slink in close and teasingly nuzzled her body into mine. She was positively great at making sure I could somehow feel her firm tits through my shirt. She also probably thought she was being very clever and I wouldn’t notice when she’d make sure to brush her hand across my crotch on some of these dances - I think to make sure I still had my semi hard-on that had started with her sexy red dress or maybe just to feed her own horny desires. I didn’t care which was true and didn’t let her know I knew what she was doing. Later on one of the more crowded slow dances when it wouldn’t be as noticeable to anyone, she seductively whispered into my ear to rub her back …and butt. This let me feel that she was, for the first time, wearing a thong - my hard-on only increased and my wife just smiled and laughed and cooed “Oh, You like?” as she could feel it rub against her body. She was taking great pleasure in teasing me this night. On the fast dances, she was acting like she did before we had kids, really enjoying cutting loose and I thought dancing quite provocatively. I observed and I am sure she noticed and loved that every male eye was like a spotlight on her. My wife always relished being sexy and tonight for the first time in a long time she was really enjoying it!

Soon we noticed the place had really getting more crowded from the overflow of the people coming in after the later dinners. Everyone was trying to get a table and by now they were all taken. I noticed a tall good looking black man standing near us by himself at the bar checking out my wife while he looking for a table as well. Our table was down by now to 3 chairs. Realizing we probably would not be staying all the much longer and first checking with my wife to see if we should share our space with him - who upon seeing him and in the mood she was in tonight - quickly agreed. I looked over and motioned him to the spare chair. He thanked us and asked the waiter to bring a bottle of wine and 3 glasses. We drank the wine, had some great conversation and laughs with him, and really hit it off with him. We learned he was from England who was staying at the same resort we were on a business trip. He was a wine salesman trying to line up more business in Cancun, but recently divorced after a short marriage, and was very much enjoying the travel his job entailed quite a bit. We were now staying longer than I originally planned as we were really enjoying his company, the dancing, and another bottle of wine he selected, and more dancing. As we stayed, I was observant of our new friend, as with numerous other men there, was very much enjoying ogling at my wife, watching her dancing, and for him sitting with us too, her fun personality. I guess with all the wine I had consumed, I was really engrossed into how obviously captivated this new person was with her. From her radiant smile and laughs to a sort of sexy gaze back at him, and although I’m sure she wouldn’t readily admit it, she was definitely noticing his attention and was actually reveling in it as well.

However, over the next hour or more as he sat with us, his attention however, was continually being diverted as he was asked to dance quite a bit as single ladies in the club would hardly let him sit. I noticed my wife seemed to be becoming annoyed at these ladies diverting his attention and I could only surmise that she was now caught up in a kind of female rivalry for his attention… It was not exactly the kind of situation she had ever experienced before and with the intoxicating effect of the alcohol we had consumed, she probably wasn’t giving it much thought to her actions but only reacting and acting on instinct of competition. Now with quirky mood I had been in all day and my own level of inebriation, however, instead of being even a little jealous, I found myself enjoying my wife’s heighten assertive reaction concerning him. I noticed how she was becoming much more flirtatious in her conversation and her demeanor and her smile seemed to be more definitively sexual than before. Soon she was asking him to dance at every opportunity she could. And as this game went back and forth between her and the other ladies, I also noticed her dancing was increasingly provocative and she was well into showing off her “A” game wanting to outshine the single ladies vying for him. I love watching her dancing when she gets like this, plus enjoying the usual male attention it attracts, and it had been a very long time since she has allowed herself this freedom and playfulness. She definitely wasn’t in “Mom-mode” anymore. At the table, her sexy gaze watching him, and the sly smirk on my wife’s face was really turning me on in some pervert sense. Several times while keeping an eye on him dancing, she commented how well he moved on the dance floor and that he would be the “E” ticket ride for one of the ladies tonight. I knew what she meant. The women in the club must also have thought this too and really wouldn’t quit trying to hit on him or leave him alone very long. But he took every opportunity to return to our table as soon as he could and finally began to ask my wife to dance as well but each time politely asking me first if it was OK. I could tell she was really delighted in winning his attention and with her alcohol subdued inhibitions was becoming even more voluptuous than normal. .

One time while I was gone to the bathroom, I came back to experience her slow dancing with him - they had only fast danced previous to this. In my intoxicated state, it extremely erotic seeing my intoxicating little blond wife in her sexy red dress now nuzzling up against this black man who seemed to be at least a foot taller than her. Then, surprisingly, even tho I was sure she saw me come back at the table, she proceeded to grab and kept him from heading back to the table. She kept him out for the next several fast dances. With as much drinking as I had done, I just sat and watched and thought how incredibly sexy she was as she got into the music and really cut loose. The dance floor wasn’t always crowded on all of their dances, and I began to notice that she seemed to stay closer to him as they fast danced and she was now bumping and touching him a lot as they danced. They continued dancing several songs together until finally he excused himself from my wife to go to the bathroom. She came back to the table, but she grabbed me immediately wanting me out to dance the next song - a slow one. My now very obviously inebriated and horny wife was much more brazenly grinding herself into me and not so stealthily being “handsie” feeling if my dick was still hard. Of course, it was! She whispered in my ear that she was ready to go back to our room. I knew I was ready! Meeting him back at the table, we told him we were calling it a night, thanking our new friend for the wine, the wonderful company, and a great evening. You could tell he was disappointed we (IE, she) were calling it a night but said he probably should also be leaving soon as he had several important calls to make early in the morning. We all said we hoped to see each other before we left Cancun and exchanged room numbers to be able to set something up.

We left, much, much more tipsy than we ever planned but both really, really horny from the evenings escapade. On the way back to the room, we talked about our evening and how much fun it was. Now my wife and I have always been fairly open and honest with each other but I’m sure the wine and my quirky horny state helped when I teasingly said

“I picked out a good one for you to look at, did I? ”

“God, was he gorgeous or what? And what a dancer. That man could move”

I kidded her then that she ruined the night for all the single women who had been drooling over him by the sexy dancing she was doing with him. And that she probably ruined his night too by showing him that the best he was only going to do was to be able to go home with the second hottest woman there. Her smile could have lite up the night when I said that and she practically tackled me to give me a big wet kiss. We were both so drunk we almost fell down. I also razzed her that by the big bulge in his pants it was clearly evident he had been enjoyed watching her and dancing with her and that I could guess from the roguish smile still on her face she obviously had been enjoying her dances with him as well. More tipsy than normal my wife said

“

Honey, when he and I slow danced, I was really surprised when…. I swear …. I could feel what felt like his dick pressed against me. I have never been able to feel anyone else dick when I’m dancing with them except you but only when you’re really hard and I am really, really trying to be close and really trying feel you! God, I didn’t know what to think it was cuz I was never really even that close to him. But whatever it was it felt REALLY big like yours when . .”

“Oh, it seemed like you were moving pretty close from when I saw you - are you sure you weren’t just enjoying teasing him a little bit tonight, and maybe taking a little delight in rubbing your tits into him just to see if you could make him harder so you could feel it better?”

I said needling her. she only blushed, embarrassed that I had noticed but gave me a rascally smirk that betrayed her thinking. “Hey, is that why you were bumping and grinding and being kinda touchie-feeley-grabby with him during those last fast dances?”

“Well… .Uh-huh” again with a little more awkward smile and blushing now like a kid caught with her hand in the cookie jar “Ya know, I really don’t know why … … . but the whole thing just kinda got me really wound up, Honey. I just got so curious and really into finding out if it possibly was his dick or not. So I was kinda thinking I would try to see if I could get some feel of it again without him or anyone else noticing. You know me and this is not like me at all … . . I really don’t know why…I know I’ve just had too much to drink tonight … but I really just couldn’t control myself and just really wanted to know. . if…

"Well?”

I said in a non-judgmental voice letting her know I wasn’t mad.

….. Well …after bumping and trying to brush my hand over his crotch a few times while dancing … it did ‘kinda’ feel like a dick… . But it didn’t feel really that Hard like yours is when I am able to feel it when we dance. So I am very confused. It would have had to have been VERY hard to be feeling where I was but then it wasn’t … . .So it. . just . . couldn’t … I am thinking it just couldn’t have really been JUST a Cock. .“

sounding puzzled in her thoughts ”- - - - maybe he also sells salami and put one there too to attract the single ladies…“ She added breaking the serious conversation. We both laughed out loud

"Well you know what they say, black men have bigger dicks than other men and don’t need a salami” I said continuing to tease her and laughing.

“What? ? ?. . Where did you ever hear something like that? … . . Is that true? … .That’s not really possible, is it? ? … . Oh, you’re probably not really serious - You’re still teasing me now… … Aren’t you?”

My naive drunken wife sounded truly surprised at my joke. After several moments of silence as we continued our stumble to our room “… . .Oh, .That’s not really true, … is it?” still giving it some latent thought. I only smirked and giggled and I shrugged my shoulders.

As we reached our room, my wife still thinking about our night suddenly blurted out, “

Oh, No! If you could see me out there copping a feel… . GOD . . I hope no one else but you noticed me doing that” her conservative self said now thinking about her actions.

“Oh, My God! ….You don’t think he couldn’t tell I was trying to cop a feel, do you, Honey? Jez, I really hope he couldn’t tell what I was doing.”

sounding more embarrassed at that thought than others noticing.. “Oh, God, Honey, if you think he could tell… … . If he knows I was trying to feel his dick … … . I’ll be too embarrassing to even see him around again tomorrow” I could only chuckle at her as I assured her that he had no idea she was a pervert and everything was going to be fine if we saw him around.

Back in the room, I went to the bathroom first and then my wife. As I waited, there was a knock at the door. I was very surprised to see our new friend standing there with another bottle of wine. He apologized for the late intrusion but felt he wanted to give us a gift for tomorrow, this was one of his company’s best bottles of wine for being so nice to a stranger and letting him join us when it was so crowded. He said most people around the world aren’t that generous and he really had such a really spectacular time this evening. He was only wanting to drop the bottle off for us before he went back to his room for the night. But knowing my wife was pretty well buzzed and imagining how infatuated she had been with him, I thought it might be a funny little surprise and a little tease back at her to have him be right here when she came out of the bathroom so I said

“Thank you! Please come in and have a drink with us”

We opened the wine and were standing there pouring three glasses of wine when my wife came out of the bathroom … . .but in her new lingerie!

(I had long forgotten that earlier she said she had a little surprise for me that night). She had picked out a white sheer camisole, a matching white semi see- thru thong, sheer thigh high white nylons and a transparent long body length white lacy robe coverall. With her newly tanned body underneath, my wife looked absolutely stunning. As soon as he saw her, the look on his face was pure lust. When she saw him standing there, she didn’t react, (I told you I guessed she was pretty buzzed) but only stopped for several moments to eye him … up and down … .with a few extra long glances at his obvious growing bulge … then looked him straight in the eyes and breaking into a sort of devilish grin on her face I had never really seen before said “Oh, excuse me! I didn’t hear the door” and slowly turned without ever showing the embarrassment you’d expect out of this situation and headed back to the bathroom while motioning me to follow. That look on his face gave me a whole new level of arousal than I had never experience before in all the years watching men leering at my wife. The thought of a man so totally in lust after my sweet wife had turned me on in a way I didn’t fully understand. Both my hormones and mind were racing and I wasn’t sure what I was thinking. And I am sure the alcohol I had consumed was playing its part as well.

In the bathroom, she asked me what was going on. I explained he stopped by and wanted to thank us for the evening by giving us one of his company’s best bottles of wine so I asked him to stay for a glass.

“ I didn’t know you were changing into lingerie when I asked him to stay ”

She said this is awkward now because she didn’t have anything else in the bathroom to change into or even a robe to put on. To which my run away hormones replied without thought

“Ya know, It’s OK. I can go ask him to leave, I am sure he’ll understand why … … But you did kinda go for teasing him earlier on the dance floor, didn’t you? And he’s already seen you now so … So why don’t you come out for just one glass of wine and we’ll really just tease him just a little more?”

Well, my inebriated wife, as fairly conservative as she really normally is, must have really liked that idea as she gave me a big diabolically wicked smile, a great big kiss, and without another word to me opened the bathroom door, and immediately walked into the room and apologized to him for not having a bathrobe to put on. His eyes or his pants couldn’t hide his pleasure. She beamed enjoying the lustful look on his face.

Even I was stunned to see how beautiful and sexy she looked in her lingerie. My wife’s well-tanned body was perfectly alluring showing through the transparent white lacy cover up and contrasting against the white sheer undergarments. The lacy robe even tho in went to her ankles barely hid her tan-outlined taut white ass uncovered as it was by only the G-string thong as she walked into the room, got her glass of wine and ‘twirled the coverall’ around as she sat on the bed . “ That was kinda sexy move - showing off her ass to him through the coverall Oh, man, she’s really into teasing him ” I thought to myself. Her shapely well tone tan legs could be seen thru the sheer white thigh-high nylons - her blond muff could just be seen through the semi-see thru thong when she crossed or uncrossed her legs - which she seemed to enjoy doing often during the ensuing conversation - her tan lines also perfectly highlighted her magnificent firm white boobs, but her dark areolas were easily seen through the sheer white material and her nipples were hard as rocks and straining the sheer material of the camisole. With my wife, her nipples were a clear sign of whether she was turned on or not. She sat down on the bed. He sat on the chair and was having trouble not blatantly staring at my beautiful wife. Even sitting down you could see the lump swelling in his pants and I could spy my wife stealing glances at his crotch as much as he was at her. I was loving the tension in the room as I sat next to her.

It was easy to control the conversation that was somewhat erratic as either of their minds obviously couldn’t concentrate on any verbal subject very long. I was really turned on by this whole situation. I was now figuring that once done with the wine, he would be leaving, and my wife would be very wound up and it should be one very good sex night for us. So as we poured the last of the wine, I boldly steered the conversation with a little sexual innuendo just to up the tension level even more. Now my wife, who, despite all her flirtyness, is basically quite still quite conservative, surprised me when a few minutes into this sexual conversation she drunkenly just wondered out loud

“Is it really true black men have bigger dicks than other men?”

He and I broke up laughing but he also was very quick to reply

“Well, there might be one way to maybe answer that question”

I sat stunned and speechless as I instantly knew this suddenly was turning in a different direction that I had planned. The room had suddenly gotten very quiet. Then my wife naively blurted “How?”

“Well, your husband and I are close in size, height, weight, we could compare.”

When my wife didn’t speak but sat there with only that devilish smirk, I did not really know what to do but being drunk myself and horny enough to not want to ruin this, I said

“Okay, just for the hell of it, let’s” I stood up first and dropped my pants and boxers, and exposed my almost fully erect 6 inch dick.

Now with his own sly smile, he said “OK I guess I’m next” as he stood up, turned his back to us while taking off his trousers. My wife now stared at his every move, her nipples almost poking almost thru the thin material of her camisole. You could tell he too was very muscular and fit. With his back still to us, he slowly drop his underwear. When he turned around she exclaimed “OH MY GOD!” and even I was somewhat amazed. This guy was gargantuan, easily 8" and you could tell still not completely fully hard. She was absolutely fixated as he slowly stroked it a few times and it not only grew a little longer but also much thicker … and it must have been least twice as thick as mine, maybe 2 ½" across. My wife just continued to gape at it for several moments as he held it there, smiling, and then she looked at me and then drunkenly, uncontrollably curiously cooed “Oh, My God, Honey, can I please touch it?”

Even in my own drunken, lecherous, testosterone filled mind I knew we were now moving into different territory than I had every imagined ever happened in real life. I hadn’t planned this but this was driving me wild now thinking of my beautiful wife touching our new friend’s naked dick. I was now so helplessly turn on I could only smiled back at her.

She was very timid at first as she reached out and began to slowly feel this immense cock right in front of her. Unbelievably it responded to her touch and continued to grow even harder and longer as her hand traveled from its gigantic head to his balls feeling, examining, fondling, and finally gently caressing this huge cock in her hand. I don’t think one of her hands could even grasp all around this monster, so occasionally she used both to stroke it until finally it quit growing. She was completely enthralled as she just kept on slowly caressing and stroking it for minutes. Eventually she finally looked over at me with an unbelieving look at what she had in her tiny hands but there was a fire in her eyes and wicked lust-filled smile I’d never seen before. I could only respond with my own kinda of lecherous smile and didn’t say anything and sat down on the chair in the corner.

I guess that was all the approval she needed. Still sitting on the bed, she lean in and started to kiss this Greek God like cock. She never looked my way again until he left. She tried to open her mouth to suck it but could barely get passed the head. So she changed to kissing, tonguing, and sucking the whole length of his cock especially the underside and huge head. She was getting wild now, obviously relishing this cock and he undeniably was enjoying her oral talents. She was sensing his enjoyment, which only heighten hers and little moans and noises were escaping her lips as she continued to wildly used her mouth to lube his cock. After a few minutes of this she laid back on the bed with her white nylon cover legs still hanging over the edge of the bed but spread and asked

“Please fuck me with that… … .but please don’t hurt me”

He quickly glanced to me in the chair to see how I reacted to her request (I guess he only thought he would only get jack-off or maybe if he was really lucky, a blow job) but with my hand slowly stroking my own raging hard-on and no words of protest, he quickly finished getting naked and knelt down on the floor between her legs and removed her thong. His hands then rubbed, caressed, and his mouth kissed up her nylon covered legs until he reached skin and her tan outlined trimmed blond pussy. He had her in complete wanton lust by the time he gently began to kiss and slowly started to lick her pussy and she moaned her approval. It was his turn to try to make her pussy as wet as possible while his big hands continued reaching up and began to massage her tits thru the sheer camisole material. My wife’s favorite turn on is to have her tits and pussy stimulated at the same time. She quickly placed her hand over his, guiding his hand to squeeze and grab each tit in turn murmuring “Oh, yes, Squeeze harder” or “play with my nipple.” Soon she moaned loudly and had her first orgasm “OHHHHHH, My God.” He didn’t quit licking her pussy or playing with her nipples as she came down from her first and soon she was bucking wildly and moaning uncontrollably as she had her second. She now begged him loudly

“Oh, God ….Please FUCK me now……. I want to feel that Cock in me”

He stood up and with her butt at the edge of the bed, she spread her white nylon legs high in the air as he leaned towards her. With his feet still on the floor and his hard dick sticking out what seemed like a foot, he said in a very controlled tone

“If you want me to FUCK you, YOU’ll have to put it in”

He still tantalizing her , I thought, still stroking my own now semierect dick after cumming when she did. Lifting her legs high in the air over his shoulders, she hastily reached for and grabbed that massive cock, impatiently guiding it to her aching pussy. Watching my beautiful sexy wife, whom I couldn’t have imagined in this situation before this moment, now begging, guiding, and crying out for this stranger’s cock, my dick was hard again.

She steered the massive head to her pussy lips rubbing it wet with her own generous juices. Looking directly into his eyes with her own lust filled eyes, she placed it just inside her very wet lips.

“Please don’t hurt me … … . but Fuck Me Good”

He slowly entered her maybe an inch. She moaned in appreciation “ohhhh!”. Out and back several strokes now two inches. She moaned louder “Ohhhhh yes, …..more..” He continued to move out and back very slowly in a little deeper with each stroke. She loved each penetration and moaned every time. When she would lose it and started bucking for more like a wild woman, he would gently say “Slowly …. Slowly” and slow his strokes and calm her movement but tease her passion. After about 10 minutes he had about 8 inches in and I could still see he still had inches to go with his massive cock. My wife was staring him straight in the eyes as she was telling him how great it felt.

…“Ohhhh, my God, Your cock is so BIG”….

“Ooooooh, Yeah . .. .. . that’s feels sooo good.”……

“ Ohhh..YESSSS … that’s a good stroke….. Such a good stroke…. ohhhh”….

“Please… oh, please .. give…. me ….more ”..

….“Ohhhhh, yesssss ……that . .Cock… feels… so… deep… in.. me ..”

Hearing her pleasure made me a bit jealous but the site of my beautiful blond haired wife still in her sheer white outfit against this big black man, fucking her slow and easy with that enormous cock, and knowing she was in pure sexual ecstasy; somehow my own weird excitement kept me silent. He continued to slowly fuck her this way for about 15 minutes. She had at least two or three major orgasms and at least that many more smaller ones, screaming

…….“Ohhh, God, this is such a good fuck!… . this is feels soooo awesome…”

“Please …. please . . I want to feel all of your cock in me……”

With that plea, he had her move up to the middle of the bed and told her “OK, but this FUCK will be my pleasure as well” Again with her legs high on his shoulders, he slid his cock back in and again slowly began inching more and more in. I couldn’t see how in her tight little pussy could take him but pretty soon he had nearly every inch and she was really going crazy. Her legs were high in the air and her arms around his neck and she was fucking him back like I never could have imagined. It was a beautiful site I’ll never forget. He almost have his long cock all the way in and would nearly pull it all the way out. Their pace steadily got faster and faster. She no longer could speak words - only moans, grunts, and gasps for air as her orgasms now never seem to pause or wane. Her eyes rolled back in her head. Finally after about 10 minutes, he came with a hard thrust and loud grunt. She matched him with a massive orgasm, uncontrolled screams and grabbed his ass and held his pelvis tight to hers as he filled her. I thought the whole wing of the resort had to hear her if they hadn’t already!

After they collapsed and rested for a few minutes, my wife still breathing heavily said she needed to go clean up as his massive juices began to run out of her. While she was in the bathroom, in what can only be described as the most awkward moment humanly possible, he clumsily stammered he had early meeting and should be leaving while he got quickly dressed; and, I could only sit motionless, unable to say a word, still naked from the waist down with my own spent hard-on shrinking rapidly in my hand, and still amazed, turned on, and completely stunned at what I(we) had just experienced and my aroused reaction to it. When she came out of the bathroom, she wondered where he was and asked why he had left, sounding kind of bummed. I explained it was very awkward and about his meeting. I guess she understood once she thought about it.

We laid on the bed, I kissed her and told her I love her and how incredibly erotic that was, and asked her if she enjoyed it. With a giggling “What do you think?” she replied still continuing to catch her breath.

Then she reached down and slowly began stroking my cock to its full hardness as she said

“GOD, I love you! Thank you for letting me experience that. That was really terrific sex but now I really want to feel loved. I want to feel like a wife being made loved to, I want to feel YOU inside of me now”

When I entered her, my wife moaned as appreciatively as remember she had when he had entered her. She rapped her legs and arms around me, holding me tightly to her, melting into each other while we made love to each other. After a few minutes, surprisingly to me given what she just experience, she came again, hard, and this trigger my explosion. It was the best sex we ever had! We woke up in that same intertwined position the next morning. We both had the best smile that day….

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