Getting Married Set Me Free Pt 15 by vanessa.evans
Discover the fiery journey of liberation in 'Getting Married Set Me Free Pt. 15' by vanessa.evans. This erotic sex story delves into passion, intimacy, and self-discovery within marriage. Unleash your desires and explore a tale that redefines freedom in love. Read more for an unforgettable experience!<br/>
We woke up late, Dylan first and then him fucking me to wake me up. After my first orgasm of the day we rolled over and I rode him reverse cowboy. I was going up and down on him when some movement on the veranda caught my eye. Turning my head I saw the room cleaner’s trolley on the footpath and the housekeeping girl just staring at us. I gave her a little wave and she smiled then turned and went away. Then I said to Dylan,
“The housekeeping girl just saw us.”
“Well I hope that she enjoyed the show.”
“She didn’t looked shocked.”
“How could anyone be shocked looking at your naked body Esther?”
“You say all the right things, oh, oh, here it comes.”
I had my second orgasm of the day and my pussy contractions triggered Dylan’s first.
We just made it to breakfast before they closed. I was wearing just a dress that was originally designed to be worn over something because it’s made of some sort of see-through fabric but with flowers printed on it. Unfortunately, no one appeared to notice that they could see all of me through the dress.
We went to the beach again, although we grabbed the sun loungers furthest away from the jetty. After Dylan had made me cum rubbing the sunblock on me, we were just settling down for some serious sunbathing when we saw Ron and Reggie walking along the Jetty then set off for another days fishing. Dylan saying,
“Well I bet that they won’t have as much fun as yesterday.”
We had a very relaxing day on the beach. There weren’t many people on the beach and therefore not may walking between us as the sea but I wasn’t bothered, I was relaxing in the sun with us sometimes playing with each other’s body. Dylan likes sitting on the side of my lounger and playing with my pussy as we tell each other our fantasies. He’s told me a few times that I’m crazy and that I’ll get into serious trouble one day. Then he tells me that he loves me and that he’ll come and visit me in jail every day.
It’s usually at that point that my body starts shaking as another orgasm takes control of me.
One of my fantasies is different scenarios of me being naked in amongst clothed people. With each scenario we try to work out a way to make it happen. Unfortunately they are all unlikely to happen as they are way too far fetched. One being me travelling from the hotel right back to our house with me with no clothes on. Nice idea, but not very realistic.
Some of the times that I was just daydreaming I could see Dylan doing something on his phone. Neither of us are great social media fans so I doubted that that was what he was doing, then I remembered email and assumed that that was what he was looking at.
By mid afternoon we were both getting a bit restless and Dylan suggested some snorkelling. That sounded good to me so I went back to the bungalow to get the equipment.
Soon we were scouring the seabed looking for anything of interest. Strangely enough, we found something. At first we were puzzled but as we got closer we realised that we were looking at 2 glass balls, not quite as big as tennis balls.
We surfaced and each held one up out of the water. Neither of us could think of anything that they were part of, or what they were designed for. After a minute or so Dylan said that we should keep them. He put them in his shorts pockets but was obvious that they’d pull his shorts down, or look like he had 2 huge testicles.
“I know.” I said as I took the glass ball in my right hand down to my pussy.
“You’re not?” Dylan asked.
Ten seconds later my right hand came up and out of the water and I said,
“TA-DA.”
“Bloody hell Esther, what does that feel like?”
“Nice, but a bit full, give me the other one.”
Ten seconds later my empty hand came up out of the water with me saying,
“I hope that they don’t slip out.”
“With all the Kegels that you’ve been doing and the way that your pussy squeezes the last drop of cum out of my cock I’m guessing that you’ll manage to keep them in. I wonder what it will feel like walking around with those inside you?”
“Probably like a bigger version of my Lush vibrator.”
“And much heavier, we’ll see just how strong your pussy muscles have become.”
“Yeah, let’s explore some more, we might find something else that’s interesting.” I said.
“You mean something else that you can push up your pussy.”
“Maybe,” was the last thing that I said before putting the snorkel mouthpiece in my mouth and submerging.
I have to admit that as we swam around I was looking for something that I could put in my pussy but alas, when we surfaced again I had found nothing. I looked at Dylan and saw that he was looking at the beach. I looked too and after a couple of seconds of puzzlement I realised that we were right at the far end of the clothed beach.
“Do you want to swim back Esther?”
“Against that current, no, I’d be exhausted, let’s walk.”
“Are you sure Esther, it’s much further and you’ve got those balls inside you?”
“I’ll be fine.”
We swam to the beach and I quickly realised that those 2 glass balls were heavy. I had to clench my pussy muscles to stop me feeling like they were about to drop out of me.
“You okay Esther?” Dylan asked, “I can see the front of your slit contracting.”
“Yeah, it’s like when I do my Kegels. James will be proud of me doing them whilst I’m on holiday.”
“Maybe you should have them inside you when go for your Tuesday workouts?”
“I might just do that. James will have kittens when he sees them slide out.”
We walked through the not so crowded beach and to the road with me ignoring the people who Dylan said were looking at me, and I concentrated on keeping the balls inside me. I felt like I had eaten 3 Christmas diners all within 30 minutes.
My pussy muscles were very tired when we eventually arrived back at the hotel. I’d heard a couple of cars beeping at the naked girl walking along but I’d ignored them, too busy keeping the glass balls inside me.
At our bungalow I walked straight one of the loungers and walked up it with one foot on either side of it. Then I let out a long sigh of relief as I relaxed my pussy muscles and let gravity help my pussy expel the balls.
“That was interesting.” I said to Dylan as I picked up the 2 balls then turned and lay back on the lounger.
“So you don’t want to hand those 2 balls in as lost property then Esther?”
“Hell no, this is definitely a case of ‘finders keepers’, I’m going to have some fun with those.
“I’m sure that James will tell you that they are great way of exercising and keeping your pussy muscles healthy and tight. Just don’t go too far and get to a stage where you can break my cock.”
“Oh Dylan, I would never do that. Come here and drop those shorts. My pussy wants to show you how much it loves you.”
“Aren’t your pussy muscles a bit sore?”
“They’ll never be sore enough to deny entry to your amazing cock Dylan.”
We again had to order room service because we didn’t want a break from our love making.
*****
The last few days of our second honeymoon were spent doing nothing different, mainly in our bungalow, on the beach or walking, me naked, back from the clothed beach after letting the current take us along the coast, and we were both very sad when we had to pack our bags to come back to England.