Loves Fucking Friend’s Husband by Nakedcraving..,

“It looks like your wife has loosened up nicely,” Julianne said with a nod of her head in the direction of the couple at the water’s edge, my wife and her husband. Their boat was sitting with its bow on the wet sand with the anchor line tied to a large tree trunk at the edge of the beach. We were all nude, on a small beach on a tiny island in western Florida. Jake was on his knees and Claire stretched out on her stomach, facing him, in water less than a foot deep, her head even with his waist, her eyes fixed on his erection. It stood out from his hips, fully engorged, stiff and ready, long and thick. It pointed at her face as she gazed lovingly at its thickness. She held his rigid member with her left hand and cupped her sweet lips boldly over the tip, sucking on the end with obvious pleasure.

My wife alternated between licking and sucking the tip of Julianne’s husband’s cock, occasionally kissing the end of his hard on and then taking it deeper in her throat, holding it there, then repeating the process, unconcerned that we watched.

“She seems to like what she’s doing,” Julianne said to me with a chuckle as she admired my wife’s oral handiwork on her husband’s erect penis.

“I think she likes his large cock,” I said, still watching my wife with Julianne’s husband, kissing and sucking his pole.

“Most women he’s been with do,” she said.

Julianne and I sat on the blanket watching my wife and her husband, only about three feet from the water’s edge, twenty from us, and we could clearly see everything Claire was doing to Jake’s erect organ. “I like the tongue action,” Julianne said, smiling over at me, referring to my wife’s tongue circling the end of her husband’s dick. “I thought you said she wouldn’t participate,” she added.

Shamelessly, Claire caressed his engorged organ with her mouth, lips, and tongue, smiling and cooing, holding it with one hand, showing us without hesitation that she had made the leap to open sex with another man, a point she earlier denied she’d ever be able to do. Jake and Julianne had long been swingers and nudists, and that fact seemed to be making a big difference in Claire, and I actually loved seeing it.

“Her specialty,” I said with a grin, “she likes giving head, but I never really thought she’d relax enough to do it in front of anyone else, especially the guy’s wife. I knew she wanted to suck someone else, at least I suspected that, but in front of us, never.”

“My husband likes her specialty,” Julianne said grinning, putting her hand on my thigh, moving her fingers to my stirring cock.

“And she seems to love your husband’s cock,” I said.

Claire ended her tongue action on the head of Jake’s erect dick and pushed forward, taking most of Jake’s cock to the back of her throat. Her nose brushed into his pubic hair and her lips circled the shaft as it rested deeper into her mouth, then she held it still, her tongue most likely caressing his cock in her mouth. “She ever sucked anyone else in front of you before?” she asked. I shook my head.

“She just told me today that she’d never be able to be a swinger,” I said. “She said she could never fuck anyone else. It just wasn’t her.”

“She seems to have modified that position,” she said with a chuckle as we watched her husband and my wife climb out of the water. “You don’t think she’ll fuck him?” Jake’s wife asked. Claire kissed Jake, then assertively motioned him to the sand.

As Julianne was asking the question, Jake sat down and my wife straddled him, facing us, her back to his front, and squatted down, lowering herself to his cock, still standing stiff and ready. She smiled at us, then she took hold of his erection with one hand and guided it to her pussy, then wiggled her hips and lowered herself until he slid inside her. “Well, that answers that,” Julianne said.

We watched her husband fuck my wife for a few minutes on the wet sand by the water’s edge, and I couldn’t help but wonder what had caused her to go from someone who angrily informed me she wasn’t going to have sex with anyone on this trip, to someone who’d openly suck another man’s dick in my presence. Julianne, stretched out nude beside me as we watched, then spread her legs and made me forget the question of my wife’s sudden attitude adjustment. She asked me if I wanted to join them and smiled seductively, leaning back and raising her knees, opening her legs and inviting me to dine on her lovely petals.

I positioned myself between her thighs, lowering my face to her splayed, wet lips, lapping the length of her puffy slit with a stiff tongue, forgetting completely about Claire and Jake. She tasted salty and I sucked on her clitoris, savoring the warm pussy, loving the feel of her softness under my tongue. She moaned. “Your wife is smiling,” she whispered with a chuckle.

“Good. That means she’s having a good time,” I said.

“So am I,” Julianne answered with a sigh, pushing her pussy toward my mouth, moving it back and forth slowly.

Claire and I had accepted an invitation to go with Jake and Julianne on their boat to a Cay off the coast of Florida on the Gulf side. The island was not inhabited and was ten miles off the coast. We knew they were nudist and swingers, liked them, but Claire had made it clear that the nudism didn’t trouble her, although she didn’t think she’d go without her bikini, but the swinging was something she said she couldn’t do. On the island, however, we’d have privacy, a warm day, and two people we both liked. I wasn’t sure if she could resist. I hoped she wouldn’t.

They stripped down on the way out to the Cay and rode the rest of the way on the boat nude. Finally, Claire took her top off. I had slipped my suit off soon after Jake and Julianne took off theirs. It was pretty relaxed on the trip, at least it seemed so, and Claire seemed pretty comfortable with them. After we got to the island, and Jake asked Claire if she’d take a walk with him, Julianne and I sat down on the blanket and talked. We watched them disappear around the point and Julianne smiled at me, knowingly, as if she knew my wife and her husband were headed for something exciting. Most of our conversation was about Claire and Jake on their private walk around the island and whether my wife was going to be able to remain a virgin to swinging.

“Will she fuck him?” she finally asked as my naked wife and Julianne’s husband husband were out of sight. I told her that Claire had said she couldn’t ever swing, but Julianne gave an impish smile and said, “We’ll see.” When they came back around from the other direction, my wife was holding her bikini bottoms in one hand and his hand in the other.

On the way over to the Cay I asked her if she liked Jake. “I’m not fucking him,” she said firmly. “I like them both, but I’m not a swinger. I told you that. If that’s what you want out of this trip, you’re in for a big disappointment.” Then, when she agreed so willingly to walk with Jake around the island, it seemed a total turn around in her attitude had occurred. I wondered just how much she would stick to that conviction she had voiced so strongly on the way over. When they returned from their hike and they were holding hands, her suit bottoms off and in her other hand, I knew she was rethinking her position on Jake, extramarital sex, and this trip with another couple. Julianne told me it was about an hours walk around the Cay. It took Claire and Jake over three hours.