Holiday Slut by Big Red One
Indulge in "Holiday Slut" by Big Red One, an erotic tale that explores passion and desire during the festive season. Dive into a world of sultry encounters and irresistible temptation that will heat up your holidays. Perfect for fans of steamy romance and explicit adventures, this story promises to awaken your inner desires. Read more for a holiday experience like no other!<br/>
The nude beach sets the scene for an interesting time.
Holiday Slut
We are a young married couple in our early thirties with two gorgeous kids, we grew up two houses apart and have been friends, companions and finally lovers from the time we were toddlers.
Neither of us has ever needed nor wanted anyone else and as other friends have come and gone we have always been there for each other through thick and thin, even now after 12 years of marriage we are just as much in love with each other as we have always been.
Our sex life is good, no, great, with both of us ready and willing to give new things a try although we have never included other people in our experimenting with our kinky sides.
Even so things do get a little stale at times and this was one of those times.
We decided we needed a break from the kids and to have a short holiday with just the two of us so April had found us a nice little seaside cottage in Europe for ten days and I had arranged for my parents to look after the kids for a week and Aprils parents to look after them for the next week. To say we were excited was a huge understatement.
“what do you think looks better Zack?” said April holding up a minuscule white bikini and an ever so slightly less daring black bikini against her golden brown all over tan
I laughed “you know you will take both, and besides, no one will know us there and it has a secluded little beach in front of our cottage so you wont need either”
April sunbaked and swam nude for an hour every week day in our hidden pool while the kids were at school, I on the other hand usually spent a few hours on a weekend down at our local nude beach.
Even though I had never met anyone I knew down there April refused to go because she didn’t want to take the chance on anyone seeing her there, being a school teacher made that entirely understandable, it was certainly not because she was ashamed of that gorgeous body with only the slightest droop to her breasts to mar the perfect image she wished for.
I on the other hand tried to keep in shape by doing a bit of jogging down at the nude beach killing two birds with one stone so to speak so I also had a nice even tan.
The school holidays started and I took our eager kids down to my parents place then back home to finish preparations for our trip, Alice was bent over sorting the kids washing when I snuck up behind her and poked her with my eagerness, she spun around and melted into my arms just as eager as I was and we crashed from room to room making mad passionate love throughout the entire empty house.
It was hours later when we finally got back to doing the chores and I quipped “you realise that all the curtains are open and anyone could have seen us!”
“yeh, I think Mr Murdoch saw us when I was riding your pole on the coffee table but by the time I noticed him glance our way he had passed out of view and I was in the middle of cumming and couldn’t stop anyway” she laughed.
“That was right near the beginning, is that what turned you into a wild little tigress who couldn’t get enough?” I sniggered
“I may or may not have got a little thrill out of it” she squeaked quietly
“Thrill … you damn near wore the skin off me” I laughed dodging a flying cushion.
We ordered a pizza and got back to work with everything sorted late that night.
On the plane next day I kept teasing her about Mr Murdoch while rubbing her thighs etc, we had a long flight so it kept me amused for a few hours until she turned the tables and stroked me hard for so long under the blanket that I thought I would burst, when all was quiet and dark she suddenly slipped my track pants down then her own and slid her warm wetness down my stiffness in one single fluid motion, we had been teasing each other for hours by this stage and I felt her rhythmic clenching begin as soon as she bottomed out, a couple of forceful thrust and I joined her in a mutual orgasm to join the mile high club. I couldn’t believe from start to over the edge for both of us was less than 10 seconds.
She slid back off a minute or so later and covered us with the blanket again as we recovered and grinned madly at each other.
She looked around, lifted the blanket and cleaned me up with her mouth then kissed me and said “your turn”
I think I surprised her when I squeezed down to the floor and licked her clean, we both got a surprise when the hostess walked up, saw my head between her track pants and her crotch, coughed, grinned and continued on.
For the rest of the trip every time one of the hosties walked past they grinned and we giggled.
By the time we arrived at our cottage we eagerly ran a hot bath and both eased our weary bones into the warmth, we dried each other off and slipped naked beneath the sheets but the foreplay didn’t last long before we slipped into a deep peaceful slumber.
I woke to the smell of bacon and eggs and wandered naked out to the kitchen “where did you get these?” I queried, “I ordered groceries when I booked the cottage” she grinned as she noticed her nakedness had gotten a reaction from me.
I sidled up behind her slipping my hardness between her firm tanned cheeks as she turned the eggs, “soon baby soon” she smoothed as she wriggled her dainty butt around my pole.
She moved the chair side on to the table pushed me on to the chair, laid two full plates in front of me then grinned at my confused look.
She straddled my lap and slid herself on to my hardness as far as she could get before our thighs met.
She was obviously as horny as I was after our unfulfilled evening but nevertheless proceeded to cut the eggs and bacon into bite sized pieces and forked them into my waiting mouth, I proceeded to do the same for her as we alternated between small thrusts and small bites for most of the meal before I stood up impaling her further and we finished each other off crashing around the room into our ecstasy.
As we were catching our breath we heard a strangled gasp and looked towards the glass panelled front door to see an older lady with her eyes bugging out and her hand to her mouth, “I think I better get this” exclaimed April as she lowered her legs and slid off my dripping rod.
She opened the door to the shocked woman who stammered “I didn’t know whether to walk away or call the police”
Her eyes kept looking back to watch my hard on still bobbing up and down and drooling on the floor, she dragged her eyes away and looked at April “ummm, I just came over to check everything was OK and to tell you to make yourself at home but I see you already have” she grinned “Lucky I didn’t send Harold over or he would have had a heart attack” she laughed getting back a bit of her poise as she stepped forward and briefly hugged April.
I walked over holding out my hand “I guess there’s not much point trying to cover up now” I said, “I’m Zack and this is April, sorry about all this”
She stepped forward and hugged me suddenly, my hardon had started to soften and had angled down from looking up to looking straight ahead so it poked her sundress right into her crotch “I’m Margret and my husband is Harold” she said as she stepped back with an ooh, we both looked down to see her dress pushed in and a big glob of cum on it, I was about to start apologising when she giggled then laughed, “well this is awkward” I said, “not as awkward as its going to be when I tell Harold what it is” she said as she burst out laughing.